Chapter 309 Familiar Return, Reflection Time
Chapter 309 Familiar Return, Reflection Time (asking for monthly ticket)
Time rushes like a long river, washing away the unchanging territory of the monster world.
Of those powerful tribes that once dominated the world, only vague totems remain among the ruins. Those names that shocked the world throughout history have long been lost in the weathered pages of epics.
Only the world itself is eternally changing.
When the old king falls, new ambitions sprout from his corpse.
In the memory of the Lord of Bliss, there are many traces of the days when the genius tribes roamed the monster world.
However, most of these ethnic groups are now only traces left, and no longer have a future of continued renewal.
During the continuous search, the consciousness of the Lord of Bliss stopped in one area.
This is a continent in the northeast of the Pale Continent. Its area is about one-thirtieth of the Pale Continent and is called: the Soul-Broken Continent.
There is a vast ocean between it and the Pale Continent.
The image that comes to mind is of an ancient ruin forgotten by time.
The ground here is covered with bone sand, which makes a tiny buzzing sound in the wind.
A charred giant pillar pierced the sky obliquely, its shaft wrapped with long-extinguished rune chains, and at the end hung a half-broken bronze colossus.
There are more giant statues of similar shapes standing below, most of whose faces have been eroded by time, as if they are still stubbornly guarding the glory that has long disappeared.
In the distance, twelve inverted pyramids were hanging unevenly in the air.
The base of the tower is facing upwards and the top is pointing downwards, as if it was pulled out of the ground by some great force and then thrown here at random.
The reliefs on the tower record the twelve most glorious expeditions of this race, but now the shapes of the reliefs have become blurred.
Seeing this scene, memories emerged in the Lord of Bliss's mind.
Deep in my memory, this area was once home to a very promising ethnic group called the "Reflection Tribe".
They have crystal-like pupils that can see the most secret desire to show off in the hearts of all things.
Children want to show off their new toys, warriors are eager to show off their scars, kings are obsessed with the spectacle of people worshipping them... The images that different creatures want to show off in their hearts will be woven into mirages by them.
During its heyday, billions of illusions floated in the capital of the Reflection Clan all day long.
The cries of vendors are intertwined with palace music and banquets, the heroic deeds of heroes overlap with children's graffiti, the whispers of close friends and the imperial edicts...all the scenes are pictures pieced together by the inner desire of creatures from various worlds to show off.
The Reflection Clan can obtain the logical energy generated by the rule of "reflection" by observing the desire to show off deep in the hearts of other creatures.
This energy is also called food by the Illuminating Clan.
At the peak of their powers, this clan had the potential to become the overlord of the Soul-Breaking Continent.
It is just unclear what happened afterwards, and now only ruins are left here.
The gaze turns to an altar in the center of the scene.
A rusty giant sword of kingship was inserted in the center of the altar, and the nine star gems inlaid on the hilt had long been broken and dimmed.
The blood on the blade formed words that the Lord of Bliss could read:
"Wherever this sword points to is the king's land."
The energy in the sword has been exhausted and now it has become a piece of scrap metal.
The consciousness flew above the ruins and observed that there were a large number of monsters in the ruins.
Some of these monsters were pets raised by the Reflection Clan, some were probably species brought by other descending forces, and there may also be native monsters from the monster world mixed in.
After sensing and scanning the fluctuations in the blood and spirit strength of these monsters, it found that most of them actually met its needs.
But just to be on the safe side.
It decided to conduct a detailed investigation to ensure that there were no accidents before considering making this place the next testing site for the Legion of Bliss.
In a flash, his consciousness spread out like a spider web in the scene. Every thread of perception penetrated into the marrow of the ruins and swept across every grain of bone sand on the scorched earth.
Advance inch by inch and never miss any possible risks.
In addition to the surface, even the underground needs to be checked.
It had once witnessed a tragic killing in the monster world.
The dying race buried the "Return of All Things" node beneath their land.
Shortly after the tribe was destroyed and foreign races occupied the tribe's land, it suddenly exploded, causing considerable losses to the forces that came to occupy it.
Even if the Reflection Clan does not have the relevant technology, the probability of doing so is very low.
As long as there is the slightest possibility, it will not let it go to avoid unexpected losses in the future.
During this time, the Lord of Bliss's consciousness seeped into the ground like a tide, and every ray of perception shuttled through the ground and swept across the rock layers.
At 138 meters underground, it saw a crystallized neural network.
This is the fantasy transmission pipeline laid by the Reflection Clan in the past. Now it has turned into fragile rock veins. After sensing and scanning to determine that there is no risk, it continues to sink.
At this moment, it sensed a faint low-frequency vibration coming from the ground.
The sensing thread instantly condensed into a thorn and accurately stabbed the vibration source.
The image in his mind leaped over layers of rock barriers, and he saw dozens of centipede-like creatures sleeping.
Discovering that they were just monsters living underground, the Lord of Bliss did not let them go. He sensed their life fluctuations in detail and used his own race database to establish corresponding combat power assessment data.
The racial database is a system it conceived after launching the Paradise Branch Temple plan.
Every living being that "accidentally enters" the Paradise branch will be recorded in detail, and even subjected to an autopsy, and made into a part of the database.
As the number of data samples increases, the accuracy of judging strength will gradually improve.
Relevant data include shell strength, life fluctuation intensity, mental fluctuation intensity, cell regeneration rate, energy metabolism rate, etc.
In the absence of rules and special abilities, this template can assess the strength of an individual more accurately with a relatively small deviation.
After obtaining the relevant data, the Lord of Bliss' consciousness continued to explore deeper underground.
Consciousness passes through every corner of the bottom layer like a gossamer.
At this moment, it suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation.
This wave of fluctuation does not seem like a wave of life, but more like a pure wave of energy.
Its perception penetrated the underground rock strata and it saw a heart-like flesh and blood tissue at the deepest part of the inverted pyramid buried underground.
Although the beating rhythm has disappeared, extremely weak energy fluctuations are still emanating from within.
The perception hovered in front of the heart, and it suddenly dared not move forward rashly.
What if this is a consciousness trap?
After much hesitation, it decided to go deeper and take a look.
If you find any danger during this period, evacuate decisively and never stay.
Consciousness seeps into the heart of flesh and blood bit by bit.
When the Lord of Bliss saw the scene clearly inside, his original body on the altar of the main hall, with its thousand changing faces, froze instantly.
This is actually the rule that the Reflection Clan once regarded as a treasure: Reflection.
The regular shape is like a liquid water drop, with glaze like a star flowing on the surface.
This turned out to be a complete rule core without any damage.
The Lord of Bliss never thought that he would find a rule here.
It has seen too many race wars.
In all wars, either side only needs to carry the rules.
When a tribe is destroyed, their land will be dug up deep.
If they cannot find the rules used by this race, they will try to decipher the relevant information of this race and find the small world where this race once lived.
Then build a positioning teleportation array and go to the small world to search and investigate whether the rules have been sent back to the clan world.
But the investigation here is more accurately described as digging up ancestral graves.
Even if we break the entire small world into particles, we must find traces of rules.
This is the charm of rules. Even in the eyes of the most powerful clans, they are of very high value.
So under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a destroyed race to leave behind any rules.
But it found a rule core in the underground of the Reflection Clan.
Ecstasy washed over its consciousness like a tide, but it quickly suppressed the emotion.
The rules are at hand, but the more precious something is, the more likely it is to be accompanied by a deadly trap.
It carefully separated a strand of consciousness and slowly moved it towards the core of the rules, trying to analyze the power of the rules contained therein.
The energy inside the core flows like a galaxy, and each ray of light represents a rule-level energy, which is magnified in the eyes of the Lord of Bliss.
But at the moment when the perception tentacles were about to touch the core of the rules, the Lord of Bliss struggled again.
Is it possible that the core of the rules is a revenge trap set by the Image Clan for other clans?
As long as it is touched, an explosion at the level of consciousness conduction will occur.
Perhaps the rules themselves are all fake, just a fantasy disguise that cannot be penetrated by its strength, but as long as it comes into contact with them, it will be infected with a deadly toxin that can be transmitted along the consciousness...
Various speculations popped up one after another, making the Lord of Bliss even more hesitant.
It dared not act rashly again, knowing that the more tempting the fruit was, the more likely it was to contain a deadly poison.
It must ensure that the rule core is absolutely safe before it is willing to pick it.
Consciousness was withdrawn at this moment, and the figure on the altar of the main hall of Paradise opened his eyes after a few seconds.
It plans to use its clone to conduct the next investigation.
He raised his pale, slender fingers, and a sticky purple energy oozed out from his fingertips.
Like a living thing winding and flowing in the air, countless tiny runes appear and disappear in the flow of blissful energy, quickly shuttling back and forth.
The liquid spread into purple mist, and as it surged, it gradually solidified into a figure that was exactly the same as its original body.
The same thousand faces, the same aura of oppression, but there is less intelligence in the depths of the eyes.
The clone slowly landed on the ground, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his body was surrounded by the same power of the Law of Bliss as his original body, but in a slightly lighter color.
The Lord of Bliss gazed at his creation and lightly touched it with his fingertips, injecting a ray of consciousness into it.
The clone's eyes suddenly lit up with purple light, and then, under its control, it turned and followed the space cord to the Paradise Branch Hall connecting to the Soul-Breaking Continent.
The original body on the altar raised his hand and condensed a life fire representing the clone in front of him, then slowly closed his eyes.
When the clone appeared above the ruins of the Reflection Clan, the clone under the control of the Lord of Bliss began to dig the ground and explore.
Although it is also controlled by consciousness, the advantage of the clone is that the action instructions can be preset in advance.
When the clone arrived deep underground, in front of a storage device shaped like a heart.
The Lord of Bliss preset the instructions to enter the exploration, then decisively severed the connection between his consciousness and his clone, and began to observe the fluctuation frequency of the life fire in front of him.
As long as the clone dies, the life fire will be extinguished.
A few minutes later, the Lord of Bliss reconnected with his clone.
What appeared in the field of vision was the scene inside the "heart". The clone broke through the outer wall and entered.
After taking a look at the reflection rules that were flickering in the air not far away, the Lord of Bliss once again issued a preset command, asking the clone to move forward and make contact.
The connection was cut off the next second, and the main body continued to observe the life fire floating in front of it.
After making sure that the clone was safe, the Lord of Bliss connected with the clone again, and then a series of tests began.
Sensing contact, energy injection, operation test... Every time a test is started, the Lord of Bliss will cut off the connection between the main body and the clone, ensuring that even if an emergency occurs, only one clone will be lost, and there will be no impact on the main body.
It took a whole day for the Lord of Bliss to confirm it clearly.
I was really lucky to have picked up a rule left behind by the Reflection Clan.
The effect of this rule is magical.
It can be done by searching for the images that the creatures in the world most want to show off and display to the outside world. As long as there are creatures watching, the reflection rules can be used to produce rule-derived energy.
In terms of the intensity of rule energy, it is not weaker than the bliss rule it holds.
However, more detailed testing and research are needed on how to use it specifically.
Not long after, the clone returned.
The moment the clone stepped into the hall, the Lord of Bliss's gaze was fixed on the suspended teardrop-shaped rule.
The core was shining brightly, illuminating the entire main hall with a hazy phantom light.
The Thousand-Faced Face relaxed slightly, and it slowly raised its hand. The rule then floated obediently to its palm, feeling warm to the touch and pulsating with energy.
No traps, no parasites, and certainly not some crude imitation.
This is the most powerful treasure that the Yingzhao Clan used to dominate the Broken Soul Continent.
The Lord of Bliss clasped his five fingers together, feeling the contact between the rules and his own power.
With it, the development of the Paradise Legion will be more efficient, and it can combine the power of rules to create a more diverse war system.
The road to the top now has a new solid foundation.
But it has not yet found a good way to use the mapping rules.
The original choice of the Reflection Clan was to project the world of monsters and even the images that the creatures in other small worlds longed to show deep in their hearts above the clan’s land, and to make it into a sky curtain, which would be played continuously above the clan’s land.
But this method does not apply to the Paradise Clan.
The Jile Clan follows an elite clan training system; the number of clan members is small, and every member is useful.
They are scattered in different branches of Paradise, responsible for managing the security affairs of the branches, and have no energy to exist as "viewers".
Obviously, we still need to rely on external creatures to produce rule energy.
With his thoughts surging, the Lord of Bliss decided to build the Bliss Legion first and then consider the use of the reflection rules.
It looked forward at this time and said in a deep voice:
“Evil words.”
A purple-skinned figure appeared and said respectfully to the Lord of Bliss:
"My lord."
"Go to the area I marked on the Soul-Breaking Continent to garrison and help me rebuild the Bliss Legion."
After Xie Yu nodded, his figure turned into a stream of purple light and flew towards the Broken Soul Continent along one of the countless space straps connected to the Paradise Palace.
The Lord of Bliss watched the evil words leave, then lightly tapped the front with his fingertips.
Suddenly, in the ruins of the Yingzhao tribe on the Broken Soul Continent, the ground began to tremble.
The power of bliss spanned space, and wisps of purple mist seeped out from the cracks in space, winding across the ruins like a snake.
As time went by, more and more purple mist gathered towards the marked location from all directions, forming a huge energy vortex.
In the center of the vortex, the purple mist condensed and turned into crystals, which grew like living things and intertwined with each other.
Complex spiritual patterns were outlined on the ground, and sticky liquid energy flowed in each line.
In the center of the formation, a thick purple crystal pillar broke out of the ground, its surface covered with pulsating blood vessel-like lines.
Then the crystal column rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming the main skeleton of the rising tower.
More amethysts were woven between the skeletons, like a living spider web, gradually filling every inch of the tower.
The bliss rune automatically appeared on the tower wall.
Soon, the Tower of Bliss pierced the sky like a sharp sword. Purple runes were wrapped around the tower body, and a platform was generated on the top of the tower, with a naked eye used to build a spiritual network suspended on it.
After the furnace in the center of the tower was generated, it continuously spewed out sticky purple mist.
This is the incubation pool of the blissful evil spirits, which can freely generate the types of evil spirit soldiers that have been stored in the warehouse according to the will of the controller on the tower platform.
After the Tower of Bliss was formed, the ground not far away shook.
The ground suddenly collapsed, revealing the slowly rising embryonic form of the Paradise Nest.
The surface of the nest is covered with honeycomb-like holes, and each hole is oozing amber nutrient solution.
Inside it was soaked with purple-shelled eggs.
With a crisp sound, the first batch of Paradise Zerg warriors broke out of the membrane. Their shells had a metallic luster, their compound eyes were made up of hundreds of purple crystals, and the ends of their limbs had evolved into rotating serrated blades.
Between the tower and the mother nest, a translucent neural connection network emerged. The Blissful Evil floated along the network toward the mother nest and merged with some Zerg warriors, giving birth to a new test soldier, the "Zerg Evil", which was both dark and brutal.
There are ferocious patterns on their shells, and when the blades rotate, they can emit a sharp scream that causes mental pollution to the target.
The Lord of Bliss watched all this from afar.
After the remodeling of the Elysium Tower and the Elysium Hive, it began to study the application of the reflection rules.
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Players forum.
The newbie’s wailing continues.
Since the closure of Ale Training Camp, many players have lost a stable channel to earn sacrifice power.
There are even many guilds that have come up with the idea of breaking up the guild's combat power and developing it separately because there is no environment for large-scale confrontation.
Before finding a scenario where you can gather together to kill monsters for a long time, splitting up may be the most effective growth strategy.
At three o'clock in the afternoon of that day, a post from the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce set the forum on fire.
The number of likes, rewards, and comments skyrocketed.
[Regarding the solution to the future of millions of newbies, the Gold Coin Merchant will give you the answer. 】
The poster: Collect the power of sacrifice.
Contents:
Our Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce has always been concerned about the closure of the Bliss Training Camp.
To be sure, there is no shortage of hunting grounds in the monster world.
However, such places generally need to be explored and found. For example, if you find a tribe of monsters, you can hunt steadily for a period of time.
But once the monsters are cleared, you have to find a new hunting ground.
Like the Paradise Training Camp, it is close to the space node and can be visited at any time 24 hours a day. It can also generate Paradise Evil Spirits and Paradise Zerg for players to spawn at any time. There is only one such stronghold, the Paradise Training Camp.
To this end, we have envisioned many plans that can help newbies develop.
We want to provide a hunting spot for the vast number of newbies that is not scattered but stable, efficient and sustainable.
After much research with other ethnic groups, we found three relatively suitable areas.
These three areas are all in the Cangxing Sea.
Taking into account that novices have no vehicles, the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce originally planned to raise funds to build a batch of vehicles similar to "buses" to pick up novices at the Colorful Mist Coast for free and send them to these three locations.
While we were preparing these plans, the Chamber of Commerce members asked for guidance and received the latest news that the Paradise Legion had been rebuilt in the Broken Soul Continent.
The three regions we prepared are obviously not comparable to the Legion of Bliss.
So we decisively changed the plan.
It was decided to use the funds for building the vehicle to construct a free teleportation array leading directly to the new base of the Paradise Legion.
The original site of the Paradise Training Camp was considered, but the Winter Snowfield area was already within the territory of the Earth Bully.
Therefore, it was decided to change the location of the teleportation array to the Colorful Mist Coast area, which is the safest at this stage.
The Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce hereby assures all new players that the teleportation array is open 24 hours a day and can be used free of charge by players with a single soul level below 35.
The teleportation array will be maintained and supervised throughout the process by the "Space Team" established by the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce to ensure the safety and reliability of the channel.
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Comment area:
Yuye Daidao: I am in tears, living Bodhisattva, I declare that from today on, all members of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce are my half-brothers, and I will get angry with anyone who calls you profiteers. If there is any problem, just shout on the forum, I will be a beast if I don’t come.
Take after meals: There is a ray of hope in despair, I finally don’t have to be a wandering warrior. As a newbie, I didn’t buy any vehicles. In the past, I could reach the Winter Snow Battlefield in just a few steps, but I almost broke my legs running around these two days. The Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce has +999 merits this time (thumbs up for moving bricks.jpg).
Zheling Skeleton: It is free for players below level 35, but is there a charge for players above level 35? This setting is actually quite good. Old players will be killed instantly by the guards of Paradise Gate. It is better to only allow players who meet the conditions to go there. This will also save the resources of the Gold Coin Chamber on the teleportation array, avoid wasting resources on old players, and avoid old players from pretending to be cool in the novice scene... Finally, if old players want to pretend to be cool, they can go to the Emperor's Tomb Mountains, which is the real battlefield for the king of cool.
Wang from the kindergarten class: After playing the game for so many years, I never thought that I would see a Chamber of Commerce in the game with the purpose of serving all players. I will definitely support the development of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce in the future, and I will consider selling excess resources to the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce. The maintenance expenses of the teleportation array are not small, and the price of the Empty Yuan Stone has not yet been lowered. Thank you so much.
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The posts published by Alan on the forum received unanimous praise.
When the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce was first established, there were actually many voices in the forum that believed that the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce was a gathering place for unscrupulous businessmen.
But it turns out that while the Gold Coin Merchants Guild is seeking external profits, it is also serving all players.
Including gold coin plug-ins, sharing of original monsters and node coordinates, only earning handling fees by helping to sell adventurer copy resources, etc.
The Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce dispelled all rumors with its actions.
The post published this time has made the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce’s popularity among the player community soar.
The act of paying out of pocket to help newbies has also made the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce occupy an important position among the newbie group.
At this stage, there are already guilds that want to imitate the development model of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce and find an uninhabited island to establish a new chamber of commerce to compete with the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce.
As fellow players, what the Gold Merchant has, other players also have.
Including an absolutely safe mobile warehouse function, every player can do it by spending enough sacrifice power.
But the status of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce in the player forum has become unshakable.
Forum players are not sure what other player guilds will do after they develop, but they can be sure that the development of the Gold Coin Guild will continue to bring growth momentum to all players.
This is the "white moonlight mode" envisioned by Alan.
Through early efforts, the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce has consolidated its position among the player community.
In the future, these new players who have received support will become old players, and they will be the mobile publicity points of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce.
Just as the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce was preparing to build a stable teleportation array on the Colorful Mist Coast, Qi Sheng also had the idea of creating a space node that connects to the Broken Soul Continent.
The idea of "Alan", the president of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce, is certainly feasible.
But the efficiency is too low.
At this stage, the teleportation technologies mastered by players are not very advanced, and are all built according to the information in the library.
The space teleportation technology that players of all races have mastered in reality cannot be used in the monster world without the support of relevant equipment.
This resulted in a high packet loss rate in the teleportation array they built.
Secondly, the transmission consumption is also very high, so it is better to open a stable transmission space node for direct connection.
He would rather the resources in the hands of the Gold Coin Guild circulate among the player community so that the meat can rot in the pot.
This part of the sacrificial power resources nominally belongs to the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce, but as long as it circulates internally, he can continue to collect taxes from each link.
If the money is spent on maintaining the space teleportation array, it becomes external expenditure.
He had no intention of stopping from fleecing the Lord of Bliss.
Now that the Paradise Legion has been rebuilt, he feels that it is time to open another channel for connection. There is no need to ask the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce to take action.
This will affect his future taxable profits.
Half an hour later, Qi Sheng issued an update notice to all players:
[Challenger Tips (all channels): The game is about to be updated. After this update, new space node maps will be opened: Soul-Broken Continent, Phantom Wasteland].
Background introduction of Fantasy Wasteland: This vast wasteland was originally governed by the "Dream Weavers" clan, who used spiritual threads to weave reality and illusion, turning the territories of the swallowed races into continental fragments, and gradually pieced together this bizarre land. After the catastrophe, this place was inherited by the descending force, the Reflections... As the Reflections went extinct in the war, the Fantasy Wasteland completely became a no-man's land, inhabited by countless monsters and descended creatures.
New map tip: The Paradise Clan has moved the development of the Paradise Legion to the Fantasy Wasteland area for reconstruction.
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The appearance of the update prompt triggered a frenzy among the newbie group.
The ability of the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce is obviously not comparable to that of the official game.
In the post published by A Lan, some players raised the issue of the teleportation array's carrying capacity. The number of newbies will continue to surge with each recruitment, and the space team formed by the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce may not be able to maintain the operation of the teleportation array.
But now the official has directly opened new space nodes, which means that everything they lost has come back.
Except for the scene jumping from the winter snowfield to the phantom wasteland, there is no other change.
The opponent is still the weak and fierce Paradise Legion, and they can continue to hunt and grow 24 hours a day.
The familiar tactics of buttonholes, crotch kicks, and hair pulling are useful again.
After the update prompt, players discovered that there was an additional teleportation point on the teleportation array of each space node: Phantom Wasteland.
Click on the teleport option and the dynamic image of the Phantom Wasteland will slowly unfold.
The picture shows dusk, the twilight is pouring like amber, dyeing the distant mountains into a dark green color like ink. The layered peaks are immersed in mist, and only the outline of the Dreamweaver clan tower remains on the ridge.
In the wasteland, there is a faint blue light band left behind by the Dream Weavers when they constructed the continent. It flickers in the wind and converges into a galaxy that undulates like breathing.
Occasionally, a translucent phantom beast would flit across the screen, with rainbow-ribbon-like energy laces wrapped around its antlers and rippling dream patterns blooming when its hooves touched the ground.
At the bottom of the scene are the ruins of the Shadow Clan’s territory.
Blue vines entwined the broken stone pillars, blooming with star-like flowers that shimmered in the twilight.
The incomplete murals have been eroded by time, but they still give us a glimpse of the tribe's past glory.
The light refracted from the dark belt in the sky complements the bright spots in the wasteland ruins, making this area full of the poetic feeling of a secret world. Every broken wall has become a work of art carved by time, waiting for players to explore the mysteries contained therein.
As soon as the Fantasy Wasteland area was opened up, it welcomed the eager newbies.
Many newbies wandering outside decisively returned to the city on their own, and the one-hour resurrection cooldown became exceptionally long.
The newbies are posting on the forum: Students of the Bliss Training Camp are applying to return to the team.
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The main hall of paradise.
The Lord of Bliss stared blankly at the familiar figures that kept emerging from the void, his brain seemed to be at a standstill.
It couldn't understand why the Wan family followed it.
You must know that there is a vast ocean between the Pale Continent and the Broken Soul Continent that cannot be crossed by the flesh.
Although space technology is feasible, the question is how the player family is located here.
The Lord of Bliss' heart suddenly tightened, and the first thing he thought of was that his actions were being noticed by an unknown existence.
How else to explain that players can trace their own tracks.
There was a momentary blank in its consciousness.
It is certain that he has demolished the training camp without leaving any trace, and any spatial information related to the Paradise Space has been interfered with, ensuring that no force can trace the Paradise Main Hall.
But the question is, if there really is a powerful tribe that has noticed me, why don’t they attack me directly?
Plundering is the most reasonable behavior. What benefit can you get from sending the player clan to harass you?
There is another possibility.
The player clan in the Monster World adopts a multi-regional deployment development model similar to the Black Tide. Coincidentally, one of the player branches was deployed to the Phantom Wasteland area.
Recalling the last time we went to the Tezuka Mountains, we saw the players fighting the Black Tide there.
This conjecture seems more logical.
Thinking of this, the Lord of Bliss suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Playing Clan is undoubtedly the best training target and can grow synchronously with the Bliss Legion.
From the perspective of perception, the warriors of the Wan family have already crossed a section of building ruins that blocked the way. They all have ferocious looks on their faces and are shouting various slogans as they advance rapidly towards the direction of the Paradise Legion.
The thrill brought by the reunion in a foreign land was swept away, and the Lord of Bliss turned his gaze to the reflection rules floating in front of him, ready to continue studying.
Just then, it suddenly raised its head.
It is worried that it cannot produce rule energy by reflecting the rules in its own hands and needs external help.
A controllable group of gamers is a good target group.
Having an idea in mind, the Lord of Bliss took action immediately.
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The Fantasy Wasteland and the ruins of the Reflection Clan.
Players and the Paradise Legion once again engage in a thrilling fighting mode, wrestling with the Paradise Evil Spirits and Paradise Zerg.
A melee fighter punched the evil spirit too hard and his feet slipped on the gravel and he fell to the ground. The attacking evil spirit also missed and crashed into a stone pillar in the ruins. Both sides were incredibly weak.
The man and the monster staggered to their feet.
The soldier rubbed his red and swollen nose, picked up a piece of building debris beside him, and said sternly:
"Come on, grandpa, if I don't beat you into a sacrifice today, I will take your last name."
The Extreme Evil Specter also roared, and the two figures wrestled with each other again, rolling around in the wreckage of the building.
The center of the battlefield was a scene of people rolling around.
Countless figures entangled together, engaging in the most primitive collision.
From time to time, half a brick would fly out from the smoke and dust, ignoring the enemy and friend, and randomly hitting the lucky person.
The regional channels were in an uproar:
"Brothers, come quickly, I've got this evil spirit pinned down, hit it on the head, hurry up, I can't hold it any longer."
"Can any big brother give me a bottle of potion? I'm out of energy and don't want to die."
"Ahhh, it's so lively here. Is there any team that wants a monster boss? I can beat three purple-skinned evil spirits."
"Such a familiar battlefield. My hair was pulled out right after I entered the battlefield. I instantly entered the bald combat mode. It's worthy of being called the Bliss Training Camp. It still has a familiar smell."
Across the battlefield, shouts, curses, collisions, and laughter intertwined together, as if it were an absurd farce, breaking the silence of the ruins of the Mirror Tribe that had been silent for so long.
As more and more players enter the venue, the familiar feeling returns.
Just when the players are happily accumulating strength and the battle is in full swing.
A purple-skinned figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and the air seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand. The raised dust hung in the air and remained motionless. Even the rustling sound of the Zerg shells rubbing against each other in the distance came to an abrupt end, and all the evil spirits and Zerg stopped.
This figure is not unfamiliar to novice players.
It was "Evil Words", one of the rotating gatekeepers of the Paradise Legion.
In the past, when high-level players entered the field, the guards would take action to eliminate them. They had absolute say in the Bliss Training Camp.
"Everyone stop it!"
The players who were pulling each other's hair all raised their heads to see what the guard was trying to say.
But there are still some players who simply ignore the evil words and take advantage of the moment when the Paradise Evil Spirits and Paradise Zerg Warriors stop to attack.
A mark appeared between Xie Yu's eyebrows, and purple energy gathered in his palms, then fell like raindrops.
Accurately send those disobedient players on the battlefield back to the small black room.
The harvest was over, and Xie Yu's cold and indifferent voice resounded throughout the battlefield, piercing the eardrums of every player:
"Everyone, stop it. It's time for reflection. Look up at the sky. It's 1 bliss point (Bliss Tribe time unit: 73 seconds)."
The evil voice was without a trace of emotion, but it contained a terrifying life pressure.
After hearing this, the players were a little confused.
What does it mean to look at the sky for 73 seconds?
At this moment, dark purple lightning spread across the sky like a spider web.
Then, a translucent light curtain was formed in the sky, with blue flames burning at the edges and crackling electric currents running on the surface of the light curtain.
The subsequent scene left the players stunned.
In the picture, a strange creature wearing sunglasses twisted its fat body, holding a glowing purple medicine bottle and shouting excitedly:
"My research result, growth potion!"
Then more content was squeezed into the picture, and the picture was constantly divided.
Various strange creatures show off things that players can't understand at all in different pictures, and many pictures even make players feel abstract.
This scene immediately confused the players, and they didn't understand what Ale, who was hiding behind the scenes, was trying to do.
At this moment, a player suddenly spoke up in the regional channel:
"No, why is there a commercial in the rookie training camp now? And it's also showing the time. It's just a commercial break. Can we skip it?"
(End of this chapter)