476. Chapter 474 – 473 The Fortress That Couldn’t Be Gnawed On and the Carriage Adventure

Chapter 474 – 473.The Fortress That Couldn’t Be Chewed and the Car-Cart Adventure
“Why isn’t Stick’s side extinguished yet! Is it so hardy? I’ve been waiting for the flowers to fall.”

On the west side of Plague Town, the student party had also finished capturing the undead positions outside of the town, and they did so with the assistance of the Goldfinch people’s artillery fire which wasn’t as difficult as they had imagined.

But now an awkward situation arose.

Because Happy Stick’s team was still carrying out the raid, Missy needed to maintain the psychic energy countermeasures over there, which directly led to the student party, even though they had gained the qualifications to enter the copy, the existence of the psychic energy barriers prevented them from being able to start the raid in the western region.

Missy was just one, and her lack of division caused the three defenses to only take turns.

“It’s only been three hours since Stick’s side entered the book, there’s still three hours left before it’s our side’s turn, so take your time, and grab some time to clean up the undead that are still left on the position.”

Master Yang was actually very anxious at this point.

The Spectral Demonic Codex that his son needed was close at hand, but he was unable to step into the town, but this old man who had been through the world was really good at nurturing his qi, allowing him to still maintain a peaceful mind.

He said to the others beside him:
“I’ve just looked over the contents of the ‘weakening psychic energy’ quest posted by Missy Phymis, which is apparently the development team’s addition to this current rotation-based challenge.

According to Missy, the three psychic energy nodes in the swamp are currently in the hands of the Jackals, which is what has led to the nearly impenetrable defense positions set up by their mage towers.

If the two nodes far away from the plague town could be snatched back, this mage tower wouldn’t be able to hold up the defensive boundary that enveloped the entire town.

This is clearly implying that if we can snatch the other two psychic energy nodes, we might be able to open up the entire replica without restriction.”

“But the location of those two places is the opposite of Plague Town, they’re almost both outside of the area we’ve explored so far, and there’s no way to move quickly through the swamp, so trekking on just our legs would take two to three days just to make it there.”

Teacher Li shook his head and said:
“If we choose to capture those two areas that are garrisoned by jackals now, it would be the same as giving up on the raid on the copy, and no one wants to voluntarily give up the power to enter the copy.

Even if most of them know very well that even if they do attack the copies, it will be difficult for them to get the drops.

But the importance of participation is well.

You can’t force them to leave here to contribute to the greater good, can you?”

“So that’s the player base’s biggest disadvantage.”

Master Yang looked at the giddy, yelling players around him as he shook his head:

“Brave but lacking in management, unable to use coercive means to assign tasks, when the situation is good everything is fine, once the situation becomes critical it will cause chaos.”

“Let’s go.”

A voice rang out behind Master Yang, causing him to turn around in surprise, and he saw Old Qin, who was carrying a replica model of the Mosin-Nagan, and his four young art student team members.

Old Qin smiled and squeezed his eyes and said:
“I but heard you just spit out ow, Master Yang, if your words are heard by everyone, there must be someone to say you condescending again.

This kind of words that destroy unity is better to say less.”

“But I didn’t say anything wrong, it’s the truth, and no one is allowed to say it?”

Old Yang waved his hand with unconcern and said:

“But is your squad sure you want to leave Plague Town to occupy the Spiritual Energy Node? Not only is that side far away from the main battlefield, but there are Jackal Warlocks stationed there who are estimated to be no less dangerous.

The payoffs and benefits of this matter are completely disproportionate, and it’s no wonder that the others are unwilling to take on this side quest.”

“If we don’t take it, can we stay here to mix up the qualifications to enter the replica?”

Groundnut Roast beside Old Qin crossed his arms and skimmed his lips:

“Even if the veteran players open up the quota to newcomers, any guy who is a bit self-aware of his own stature should know that he’s a liability to the others even if he mixes in.

This is not a normal game where you can 39 with 1, the pressure of a real battle simply can’t allow the jerks to fish in it.

Right now from the ‘shadow of the swamp’ activity of the players free to explore the time is only ten days left, ten days to take down will have to NPCs.

This is the same as making a military order to attack the battle.

Under this kind of pressure, the player guilds on the three fronts simply can’t take the boss in to play, which dooms us newcomers to stay here only to watch the fun and waste time.

Might as well take the opportunity to brush up on the reputation of the three supporting forces, I see that a lot of the items they’re selling are quite over-modeled.”

“Yo, sober on earth, Groundhog.”

Badger, who swept next to him with his wings flapping, laughed and waved at Groundhog Burner:
“I’ll still be busy here, I won’t chat with you anymore, I’ll treat you to cha barbecue when I get offline, remember to bring the girls from your department along.

Remember to bring the girls from your department. The twins from the last time we sang together.
You said you’d introduce them to me! I remember.”

“Your sister! She’s got a boyfriend this week, so get in line, I guess it’ll be your turn next month.”

Groundhog smiled and said goodbye to Badger, this looks like a good friend who knows in reality.

But what Groundnut Burn just said did reveal the situation at hand as well, making the few new players beside him who heard the conversation ponder.

Old Qin didn’t say anything more, he quickly negotiated a plan of action with the Shadow Tracker Faction, and then after making supplies he set off with the four Fine Arts students towards the location marked as Spiritual Energy Node #1.

It was worth mentioning that while they were leaving there were a dozen new players who also requested to move with them.

They didn’t hide anything, and said outright that following Master Qin in the swamp might have a better chance of surviving.

Soon after, the same news came from the northern front, where the “Loyalty Hymn” guild, which had been hanging out with Brother Bang, had taken the initiative to explore and occupy the second psychic energy node.

This made Missy feel relieved.

Don’t look at her as if she was full of confidence, but in reality, with her current psychic power, it would be very difficult for her to achieve psychic countermeasures against the Warlock Tower.

Once or twice was fine, if she performed this maneuver multiple times over a few days it would cause her to quickly go into exhaustion. But once the players had captured the other two nodes, Missy’s pressure would be much lessened.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the early morning hours two hours later, a shocking news came that Happy Stick’s team had managed to take out the northern front’s gatekeeper, smoothly pushing the players’ advance to the Warlock Tower.

However, they were no longer able to continue deeper with their heavy losses over the past five hours, and chose to end their first raiding attempt quite actively.

The entire northern front boiled over when the corpse of the stitch monster with three traits, undead, jackal and vampire, was carried out of Plague Town.

Not only were the players shouting, but even the NPCs of the Thorn Clan sent applause and cheers for the brave man.

The few representatives of the Winter Wolf Legion who were invited to witness the battle were astonished.

It could be seen that these arrogant Yankees simply didn’t think that the Transylvanians would be able to gnaw down this heavily defended Jackalese fortress by themselves, and Winter Wolf General Baldwin was even ready to personally lead the Winter Wolf warriors to take down the Plague Town after the Transylvanians gave in.

However, now it seems that the Northmen did underestimate Transylvania’s warriors.

“Ah, Stick pulled out the top! What a hell of a thing to see! They’re one step away from a Hall of Fame spot, and the pressure now shifts to our side.”

Seeing Missy flapping her wings and appearing on the western front’s position, Good Pigeon shouted with a face of egg on her face to the others beside her who were ready to enter the copy:

“If we fail to defeat the Gatekeeper, won’t we lose our lives in this wave?”

“It’s no longer a matter of disgrace or not, my Pigeon Treasure.”

Badger sighed:
“You can tell by looking at Missy’s face that she’s already tired, I guess she’ll need to rest for a while after this counter is over before she can start the second round of raid attempts.

And we only have ten days left.

Do you think that at this current pace, with the limited number of attempts, we’ll be able to handle the capture of Plague Town? I don’t think so!
And it’s very, very unlikely.

Even if we get past the Gatekeeper on all three fronts, there’s still two more Mage Towers to fight . Gee, it hurts my balls to think about it.”

“So what do you mean?”

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex Cart Cart and the other dormitory brothers exchanged a glance as he came over and asked in a small voice:

“You mean, use the backup plan?”

“Uh-huh!”

Badger narrowed his eyes and looked at the road leading to the interior of Plague Town that was slowly opening up in front of him in Missy’s spell casting, and he said:
“Let’s see the strength of the gatekeepers on our side first, but we must be prepared to activate the ‘Backup Plan’ immediately whether this attempt works or not!
The next time it’s our turn to raid, let’s try to finish off this nasty copy with a bang, we still have time to try, so let’s try to be as foolproof as possible.

I’m getting PTSD from being in the swamp for so long.

I really don’t like the shitty mud.

What about you guys?
What do you guys say?”

Badger looked to the other two guild leaders on the same front, and both Mr. Lee and Curse Blue agreed after consulting with their own companions for a few moments.

Obviously in their opinion, according to the current model there really wasn’t much hope of capturing the entire town within ten days. Even if the players weren’t afraid of death, the delay of three days for dying once was destined to be that they actually didn’t have much trial and error cost. In this case, if you want to get a quick fix, you can only go by the sword.

“Go go go, let’s first see who the gatekeeper is on our side, maybe it’s another old acquaintance.”

Meow Shark called out and was the first to flap his wings and fly into the open Spiritual Energy Boundary in front of him, while the others fishtailed in.

Heavy Shielder Bull reached out at the end and kissed the ring of grass on his finger before putting on his helmet and picking up his yoke and shield, walking with the group into the regiment amidst the flirting of his three best friends.

But beyond expectation, they didn’t see any enemies all the way to the Warlock Tower with only a few hundred meters left.

“What the hell kind of design is this again? How come there’s not a single monster?”

Che Che, who was flying in the air, screamed:

“Are we stuck in a bug? Or did we just get lucky and miss our turn?”

“Blanking, my ass! You guys look at the ground! Fuck!”

Basha, the Water Demon, the Trickster from the Demon Octet, covered his eyes in despair as he shouted:
“Don’t go forward!

There are at least a hundred evil art traps on this road leading to the Warlock Tower! We’ll have to dismantle them one by one, and if we step on the wrong one, we’ll be finished.

With my current segment, I don’t know what the hell these traps will summon when activated, but trust me, I really don’t want to try.

You guys don’t want to burst through the air either!
The detection triggers for these advanced traps are terrain-wide, and they trigger in the air as well once they’re activated.”

“So our side of the Gatekeeper battle mode is positional warfare?”

Pigeon Treasure lamented as he cursed in the air:

“This development team is really getting better at fixing jobs, brothers what are you waiting for? Tear it down! Psychic Masters and Thieves go to dismantle the traps, be more stable!
It’s better to be ten points slower than robbing a second ow.”

As he spoke, he was the first to drop down and prepare to dismantle the traps.

But Pigeon Treasure was in the end a Blood Torturer, and was really bad at traps in this evil realm, and the first spell went wrong.

The price for getting the two runes switched by mistake was that purple spiritual energy rushed up to the sky, and then, as the crowd watched dumbfounded, a gate of the dead shaped by white bones and filled with a sense of majesty appeared in front of their eyes with a bang.

Amidst the blowing of the cold underworld aura, the undead bone Death Guard carrying the Soul Snatcher’s Scythe floated out of it, and behind it followed four shadow demon like spectral guards strutting around.

“I’ve seen this thing before! It was the final boss in the Rat King’s Doom copy! And that was a weak one, this one in front of me is a full body anyways!”

Shrimp Catchers shouted as they grabbed two hand axes:

“This is a silver monster, right? So you have to summon a Silver Monster to break a trap? Damn it, how long will this take to break?

Not to mention ten days, we may not even be able to dismantle them all in a month’s time!

The doggone development team has a knack for screwing with people’s minds.”

“But on the flip side, this place is indeed a paradise for swiping monsters As long as one has the ability to eat it, destruction and summoning one after another can definitely make the Raiders earn a lot of money.

This kind of material dropped by high-level monsters is highly recycled at Madame Trish’s place, hitting twenty of them will make us a wave of riches.”

Badger drew his twin swords and said with a regretful expression:
“Alas, it’s a shame that we don’t have that much time left, otherwise this place would really be worth brushing up on. We’ll block this monster, Che Che, you take the men and exit.

Prepare to execute the backup plan now!
Immediately head over to the Swamp Forbidden Land, we’ll be right behind you.”

“Okay!”
—
The western front’s raid was declared a failure after half an hour.

But no one laughed at the students, on the contrary, everyone on the forums, including the gluttony party, expressed their “condolences” and consolation to them.

It’s just too much luck.

A road full of dangerous psychic traps even Missy called it outrageous, and after Murphy took a picture of the road and sent it to Tris, Archduke Blood Vulture made a judgment as a Psychic Energy Master:
“This would take days even if I were to go over there to safely dismantle all the evil and necromantic traps, your little players are still rudimentary in the fine use of psychic energy, they can’t guarantee that dismantling the traps won’t activate the other dangerous contraptions that are connected to them.

The warlock who laid these traps had a hand in laying out the whole thing with a holistic mindset.

I’m guessing there’s a special psychic core in the mage tower that manages these traps, the best way to go now is to abandon this path and attack the town from the other two directions!
Turn off all the traps after entering the mage tower.”

Tris warned:
“Anyway, don’t let them just try anything, the undead in Plague Town are trouble enough, if more creatures of the underworld are summoned, that swamp will be completely unwanted.

The undead of the physical world and the undead of the Underworld are two vastly different concepts on the level of destructive power.”

“Don’t worry, my little players have chosen to give up sensibly, but I guess they might have other plans.”

Murphy would be flying high in the air, following the student party far below along an odd route towards the forbidden land in the eastern part of the swamp.

While hiding his figure, he said as if he was talking to Tris on the phone:
“They’re heading to the forbidden land of the swamp.

If I’m not mistaken, these guys are planning to lure the Swamp Giant Serpent forward to attack Plague Town, which, I must say, is a rather vicious but also quite good method.

I just don’t know what method they plan to use to achieve this extremely dangerous ‘driving wolves away from tigers’?”

“I think they can give up.”

Tris said in a lifted tone:

“As far as I know, the Ninkinanka never leave the forbidden lands where they live, perhaps it could be that there are some binding forces in them that have existed since before the Era.

In the previous four times when the Black Plague was at its worst, the Ninkinanka was not seen coming out of the forbidden land, and the Bite Bone King’s body fell because it voluntarily entered the forbidden area of the swamp.

It was simply the same as sending it to its death.

So if your players are planning to lure the giant serpent, odds are they’ll get a very disappointing result.”

“I reckon they know this themselves.”

Murphy saw the student party gathering and whispering.

Intending to come over and eavesdrop, he said to Tris:
“Since they’re still choosing to carry out this plan, they might as well give them some confidence. I’ll keep you posted on this side of things, but not now, I’m going to take a first-person view of their bursts of wisdom and resourcefulness in the face of danger and pressure.

I feel sure they’ll come up with something ruthless that will dazzle me.”

With that said, Murphy disconnected the communication with a chuckle and crept closer to the student party that was huddled below discussing their plans by hiding his form in the shadows.

He had just moved over when he heard Pigeon Treasure say:
“Let’s draw lots!
Whichever one catches the short one will be the one to do some reconnoitering and make sure to find Ninkinanka’s lair, preferably stealing something that these giant snakes would never give up.

It would be best if there were snake eggs.”

“F*ck, you’re so lacking!”

“Ha, what are you doing here if you’re not lacking in virtue? Why don’t we go back and slowly dismantle those traps? Are you confident you can handle it? I’m not!
We are representing the dignity of the students as a group in the game! There’s nothing we can say to back out now.

Come on, come on, cast lots and draw lots.”

Pigeon Treasure took out a handful of broken branches and let the young vampires gathered around draw one each, Badger looked at the short wooden stick in his hand, he scratched his head and said:

“Do I count this as long or short?”

“Are you stupid, pull it out and compare it with the others, don’t you know the length?”

“Blanched! We’re drawing the life and death sign, don’t make a scene.”

“Hey, you’re still shy, when we were assigned to a dormitory did not also play this? We also agreed that whoever has the longest will be the head of the house.

As a result, the pigeon treasure fools are not willing to take off, it seems to be the brothers as outsiders.”

“I was afraid to blow your self-confidence, all finished, come on, light up, brothers, see who is the shortest! Ha, Che Che is the shortest! Tsk tsk.”

“Fart! I’ll take off my pants now, let’s all compare! Blanch, I’m clearly the longest, okay?”

Lord Murphy, who was hiding next to him, looked at the smiling students in front of him with a dumbfounded look on his face, as well as Che Che, who was ready to take off his pants but was being held down by the other brothers who told him not to make a fool out of himself.

He couldn’t help but slap his face in the shadows with a look of great shock.

Crap, are young people nowadays so good at playing?

The way of choosing the head of the house is actually so unique. He really can’t keep up with the times.

But you guys, behave yourselves!
This isn’t an 18+ game!

You guys are more qualified to be called “Big Bird Go Round” than Brother Meow Meow.

(End of chapter)