Chapter 594: Oracles and messengers

Latest website: Dead Desert, Sandstorm City.
The original elf Thranduil was sitting in the dwarf tavern, clinking glasses with a few enthusiastic female players around him, and enjoying his free time in the afternoon.
Since being dispatched by the Mother Goddess to Death Desert to deal with the half-orcs, he has been getting better and better.
The main reason is that the chosen are too capable.
If you have any trouble, just ask them to do it.
These warriors who love to fight generally don't have much brains.
As long as the mission system is used, he does not need to do many things himself, and the dirty work can be left to the Chosen.
Obviously the workload is not small, but for Thrandil, it is easier than in the Fairy Forest.
When he was in the Forest of the Elves, he still needed to be busy with things in the church frequently, to connect with the elves, and he had to do many things himself.
But here, just rely on the mission system to tune the Chosen, and direct them to handle the half-orcs.
The Chosen people work hard, as long as the reward is enough, as long as the goodwill is high, even if they are asked to go to the cesspool to collect the dung, they will be willing.
Simply the best coolie!
Sipping the fruit wine requested by the Chosen, shaking his head and listening to the performance of the bard in the tavern, chatting with the beautiful and enthusiastic female Chosen beside him from time to time. By the way, I can also receive some gifts from them...
And Thranduil himself only needs to express closeness appropriately.
Sometimes even just a smile can cause a scream...
Don't be too comfortable on such days.
Although the environment of Sandstorm City was not very good, it did not suit the elves' preferences at all, but Thranduil felt that it was quite comfortable here.
Even in the harsh environment, under his "sincere" appeal, there are enthusiastic candidates who joined the team to transform the environment of Sandstorm City.
Now, Druid Chosen has begun to try to plant trees and flowers in the city.
Oh, by the way, there is also a family of fairies newly created by Lord Mother God.
Those little guys are quite suitable to improve the environment, Thranduil has been wondering if he can also figure out a way to fool around from the dark mountains.
One thing is one thing, since I am permanently stationed in Sandstorm City, it is best to dress up here as well.
Thranduil thought so.
And just as he was enjoying afternoon tea time leisurely and comfortably, and experiencing the massage techniques of two female heavenly chosen people who were said to be handed down by ancestors, a sacred and majestic voice resounded in his mind:
"Comfortable?"
"Comfortable, very comfortable."
Thranduil nodded subconsciously and replied with a smile.
However, he soon realized that this voice was directly in his mind.
And the sacred and majestic breath also instantly made him sober...
Thranduil gave a shock, and quickly stood up.
"Mother...cough...goddess crown!"
He coughed twice, his expression a little embarrassed.
As the first Primordial Elf, he is also the favored one, so he can naturally hear the voice from the mother god.
It’s just that the mother goddess hasn’t directly issued an oracle to him for a long time, and even the previous appointment of Death Desert was also communicated by the godly one, so he really didn’t react for a while...
The voice in consciousness was silent for a moment, and then it sounded again:
"Thorandil, I have something to tell you to do..."
...
The new game announcement once again attracted the attention of players.
And when everyone saw that the drop rewards contained silver transfer quotas and artifact repair points scrolls, this expectation was pushed to a small climax.
Without him.
Although the number of bosses and drop rewards have been increased after Demon Palace 2.0, it is still too tight for hundreds of thousands of players in the entire server.
Especially the artifact repair point scroll that can only be lost by clearing the level.
In the words of some old players who have come from the era of flat online games, the moving drop rate of the artifact repair point scroll is even more exaggerated than the mysterious crystal that creates special effects weapons in some online games...
At this time, there is a new source of drop, which will naturally attract the attention of countless people.
Not to mention that the official website also mentions that the new gameplay will have a high contribution rate reward, which is simply a gospel for non-chiefs.
At the other end of the world of Segus, in the dwarf kingdom in the southern mountains, the National Church also received oracles from its own true god.
The Kingdom of Dwarves, a temple built in a dwarf city in the mountains.
The three-meter-high dwarf and the of forging are blooming with brilliance, and the mighty power is rippling in the temple.
And below the idol, an elderly dwarf wearing a high crown and a gorgeous robe is crawling in front of the idol, worshipping fervently:
"Praise you, the great of dwarves, the great of forging, your oracle, that is where we are going..."
Gradually, the light on the idol slowly disappeared...
The old dwarf also slowly got up.
He pondered for a moment, and commanded the dwarven warrior on duty at the gate of the temple:
"Go and call the copper furnace."
"Yes, the Pope!"
The dwarf soldier said respectfully.
The old dwarf is the supreme leader of the National Church of the Dwarf Kingdom, the current pope appointed by the dwarf and of blacksmith Dorft.
As the top clergyman of the true in the secular world, he can also be called under the crown.
The dwarf soldiers returned soon.
He brought a middle-aged dwarf warrior with a bushy beard, a short sturdy, black scroll.
The dwarf warrior carried a powerful evil spirit, and the armor on his body was pitted, and it seemed that he had been fighting for a long time.
He came to the Pope and saluted respectfully:
"Under the Pope, what are you looking for me?"
The pope glanced at him, then said solemnly:
"Bronze Furnace, the oracle has just been issued under the crown of the true god, and the opportunity to seal the fallen is here!"
"You are the most powerful warrior in the entire dwarf kingdom, and you have the extremely fast golden griffin. I now order you to go to the sandstorm city in the desert of death and seek help from the elves."
"Death Desert? Sandstorm City? Go there to find the elves? Isn't that the place of half-orcs?"
The dwarf warrior was taken aback for a moment, with a surprised expression.
The pope nodded and said:
"Yes, it used to be, but not anymore. You have been fighting in the Sealed Lands for more than half a year, and you still don’t know what happened in the world of Seggs. Now the Desert of Death has been embraced by the elves who believe in the of life and nature Conquered."
"God of life and nature? Is it the one Eve rumored in the underground world last year?"
The dwarf warrior suddenly.
"Yes."
The pope nodded.
"I see, I'm going now!"
The dwarf replied solemnly with a straight face.
...
In the blink of an eye, five days have passed since the game announcement.
The new game update has not yet arrived, but the popularity of the battlefield missions in the whole server has not dropped, on the contrary, it has further fermented over time.
The main reason is the acceleration of thinking.
More than 300,000 players are not online every day.
With the increase in the number of people, in reality, it is online every one or two days, and there are many people who go online every few days in the game.
That is, if the game is not online for a few days, the system will forcefully recover the body for self-protection.
Otherwise...just as far as the life-like life system of the game is concerned, there are really players who have not been online for ten and a half months, and the game would have starved to death.
Under such circumstances, whenever the players who newly discovered the announcement gradually calmed down, some new players happily discovered the update log.
It is a cycle.
So... the heat of battlefield missions continued in the game for several days.
It's just that "Elf Country" has too much freedom and too many ways to play.
As an unprecedented open online game, there are only things you can't think of here, nothing you can't do.
Players will never lack goals, you can do many things as long as you want.
Therefore, the first players who knew that the battlefield mission was coming, looked forward to it for a day or two, and then left it behind and continued to do other things.
Of course, doing other things does not mean that everyone will completely forget the updated things.
If you carefully observe the player's activity trajectory, you will find that after the new announcement, many people's activities have been reduced, and they have begun to revolve around the city of choice.
The players' purpose is to take advantage of the convenient transportation conditions of the Chosen City so that they can participate in the battlefield mission as soon as they are online.
At the same time, there are rumours that it is true that battlefield missions are likely to occur in the Sandstorm City of Death Desert, which is said to have come from some female Chosen.
However, not many people believe.
And five days after the announcement of the game update, the messenger of the dwarf kingdom, the legendary dwarf warrior bronze furnace with the golden vulture and known as the "sky knight", also came to the hinterland of the death desert...
Death desert, about a hundred kilometers south of Sandstorm City.
A caravan full of cargo is slowly advancing.
Suddenly, there was a loud howl that resembled a roar of a lion and an eagle in the sky, which shocked the horses in the caravan.
"What happened? Are there elves about to attack again? Didn't you tell them that you are your own?"
One of the carriages in the convoy moved, and two heavily armed elf warriors jumped down and asked vigilantly.
"Master Hui, it's Griffin!"
The human leader of the caravan replied respectfully.
"Gryphon?"
The two elves lit up, then looked up.
"No, it's too high, I shouldn't be able to beat it down."
"It's a pity. I knew I had brought my giant eagle over. I heard from Big Brother Natsume that the griffon is a good mount."
The two elves shook their heads.
The two elves are naturally players.
Now the map of Death Desert has been completely open to players, and occasionally players will appear as mercenaries to protect the caravans that travel on the Desert Desert.
Especially the Natural Heart Guild, which has contacts with caravans of various forces, often sends guild members to the caravan into the area of ​​the player's activity.
This is inevitable.
Because the caravans of other forces do not have system protection like the elves of Elf Forest.
If you really want to attack, the players can do it.
In addition, this kind of long-distance caravan generally has a lot of oil and water. Although those high-level players may not care, for many new players, robbing the caravan is definitely a lucrative business.
Therefore, after experiencing the sourness that elves can become roadblockers, the caravans have learned to behave.
Although I felt absurd and shocked by the fact that the elves would also shift their alignments, everyone got used to it over time.
Once they enter the dead desert or the dark mountain range, they will find ways to hire elves as their guards.
Only players can deal with players.
After seeing a player guarding, the looting player generally chooses to give up.
The two players looked curiously at the griffon hovering in the sky, shaking their heads and sighing that they could not be captured.
However, at this moment, Griffin seemed to have discovered the caravan and started flying towards the caravan.
"Huh? It flew towards us!"
The expressions of the two players moved.
However, just after the Griffin approached, the players and caravan members were surprised to find that there was still a small figure sitting behind the Griffin.
Along with flying dust, the Griffin landed on the ground, and then a dwarf warrior with a thick figure and a beard jumped down.
He looked at the caravan and asked in a loud voice:
"Are you the caravan going to Sandstorm City? Is Sandstorm City the direction ahead?"
Although this dwarf warrior is quite short even among the dwarves, and may not be taller than an elf's thigh, no one dares to be small.
Because all the professionals present felt an amazing aura from the opponent.
That's the aura that high-level professionals have!
Even the two players are serious.
Because after the Griffin landed, there was no mention of the dwarf riding on the Griffin. Even the Griffin that was just judged by them had a much stronger aura than the two...
Both of them are already silver. They didn't feel this way when facing the demon boss of the Demon Labyrinth, and they had similar feelings when they beat Lao Ah...
They definitely encountered a big boss-level NPC.
The human members of the caravan glanced at each other, and the leader nodded:
"Yes, Lord Dwarf, we are indeed going to Sandstorm City."
The dwarf warrior is the messenger of the dwarf kingdom ~EbookFREE.me~ a bronze furnace with legendary strength.
He scratched the thick curly hair and whispered:
"Really, it seems that I did not go wrong."
After speaking, he turned around and jumped on the Griffin to leave.
However, just before he left, there was a slightly excited and expectant voice from the caravan:
"This dwarf...sir, is there anything you go to Sandstorm City?"
It is those two players.
Looking at the hurrying dwarf warriors, they felt that they could smell the hidden plot...
Hearing the voice behind him, Tong Lu subconsciously turned his head, and when he saw the person who was speaking clearly, his eyes lit up slightly:
"Elves?"