Nikita Pandoko, who had just been resurrected from the Dwarven Northburg, had his pupils trembling violently.
Soldiers on the battlefield may develop phobias.
His pupils trembled like ripples, and his irises shrank as if pricked by needles... He clearly hadn't recovered from the shock of being killed by the white horse lord's sword during the charge.
Is this what death feels like?
He touched his own skin! He then discovered that the dwarf lord player, Dongsef Oleg, was already waiting for him nearby.
"Nikita, are you alright?"
"No...nothing's wrong?"
He said, "Wait a moment, I need to open the panel and check the battle log."
“Alright. You are the hero of this battle, and we are honored even in defeat,” Blackbeard Donsuf comforted him, but this comforting words had little effect.
Dong Sifu's pupils suddenly trembled violently as he looked at Nikita in front of him, and he almost fainted.
"What's wrong, Nikita? Are you experiencing some kind of aftereffect of being resurrected?"
Rumor has it that death in the world of Turin weakens the soul, and the reason why players cannot be resurrected after three deaths and are completely dead is probably because their souls cannot withstand the pain and injuries. However, in Dong Sifu's eyes, Nikita, a friend who is also a European player, is clearly acting strangely.
"I... my third-tier subordinate... my dwarven long-bearded hammer-wielder, have surrendered to the enemy?"
"What?!"
"The dwarf with the long beard and heavy hammer has surrendered to that enemy lord."
At this moment, Dong Sifu was looking at the screenshot of the message he had sent.
Lord's Log: "Your companion servant, the Dwarf Longbeard Hammerbearer (Tier 3), has surrendered to the Human player lord."
"He...he's not...he's not a nobleman of the human empire, he seems to be a player!!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Donsuf Oleg listened to Nikita's words in shock.
"Isn't your third-tier subordinate already dead?"
"I don't know, I don't know anything!"
Meanwhile, almost all of the six resurrected dwarven lords had messages in their lord logs about their subordinates surrendering to human players.
Donsuf Oleg gathered this information and immediately went to report to Loire Bragg, the "leader" of the dwarf players.
In the cold, snowy mountain camp, Loire Bragg listened incredulously to the reports from Dongsif and the other dwarf players: "What's going on? Nearly 120 dwarf subordinates, who were already dead, have surrendered to the enemy player lord?"
Dong Sifu said, "This does indeed sound illogical and very strange. How could a dwarven vassal surrender to a human player? That's one of the biggest questions. The second question is, who is that human player? Who is he?"
Loire Bragg picked up the steaming copper jug in his hand, poured a glass of wine for Donsf, and said:
"Don't think about things in the dark... Let's have a drink first."
"Thank you, but I can't drink it."
Loire Prague looked at the message and fell silent.
Dong Sifu said, "If the enemy that defeats us at the foot of the Northern Fortress is actually a player, we'll be in big trouble."
Player-versus-player combat... the advantages of information, intelligence, and the ability for players to trade on forums, acquire resources at auction houses, develop rapidly, and even purchase troops will no longer exist... the greatest advantage of players is resilience.
The players may not be very strong, but their reproduction rate is as rapid as cancer cells.
Its ability to recover from setbacks is also extremely terrifying.
But what if the opponent, that terrifying White Horse Lord, is also a player?
What a huge impact that would have on their mental well-being!
This is a feeling that is terrifying when you think about it carefully.
This sent a chill down the spine of Loire Bragg, the leader of the European Dwarf Players' Alliance.
"Could he be Su Yue, that ninth-rank subordinate archangel?"
Why do you make this guess?
Dong Sifu was puzzled.
Loire Bragg: "He resurrected all our dwarven subordinates through the angel's resurrection magic, and then recruited the dwarven subordinates... Who else could it be but the Dragon Kingdom hero who dominated the entire rankings; who ruled over subordinates, hero lords, artifacts, territories, money, and resources, ranking first on the leaderboard?"
"..."
Dong Sifu felt a chill run down his spine!
"If it really is that Su Yue, we're in big trouble... He probably has the ability to annihilate us..."
"You doubt it?"
"The woman next to him..."
"Angel?!!"
Their guesses were almost entirely correct, but they lacked evidence and results, and could only speculate about Su Yue's identity and specific information based on limited ideas and conjectures. Although they arrived at correct deductions, they were unable to prove such low-probability conclusions.
"Perhaps it's just an illusion; 85% of the things that people worry about will not actually happen in reality."
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...
The dwarven chosen lords were defeated beneath the rolling mountains of the northern fortress.
In the vast forests, many other player lords also learned of the news.
"Really? Dwarf players? That invincible European dwarf has been defeated?"
"It's true, there are scattered battlefield remains and corpses, and dwarf players have posted about it on the forums. It's right around here."
A Japanese player named Aizawa Genki.
At this moment, it has two long, protruding ears.
Elf players are generally quite good-looking, but unfortunately, Aizawa Genki is incredibly ugly, with freckles and acne all over his face, and his skin is in terrible condition. Upon hearing the news of the dwarf lord's defeat, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Those dwarf lords have been purging other players around them; now that they've been defeated and targeted, it's a good thing for us ordinary players."
Not to mention that conflict between dwarves and humans is inevitable; when has conflict between dwarves and elves ever been avoided?
Different races compete for territory and seek to establish habitats more suitable for their respective species.
The recruitment patterns, building order, and architectural styles of the various races and their lords differ drastically. Naturally, they wage war and raids, then mark their territories like dogs urinating on the street, dispatching soldiers to guard the various metal mines they occupy.
Gisela, a beautiful young European lord, said:
"They're currently locked in a stalemate between the dwarf and human players. Should we continue?"
No! No! No!
Aizawa Genki screamed in fear and said, "I would rather have my territory destroyed than start a war."
Many elven lords looked at the lord of the Japanese country with disdain.
And at this moment.
Not only the elven player lords, but also the half-elves, goblins, and nearby orc players were excited upon hearing the news of the dwarf Loire Bragg's defeat... They could neither stay in the forest nor dare to venture out to the plains to build their own territories.
They were forced to dig a tunnel.
"These dwarf players, relying on the power of the NPC fortress behind them, have been recklessly oppressing us half-goblin players. Now they've finally been defeated. Was that human lord a player or an NPC? He's really something."
"Continuing to develop our territory is the best course of action. I spotted a group of about 20 gnolls nearby. Let's go and take them out."
"No problem. Oh, and could you lend me another 200 gold coins?"
"Borrow again? Borrow 200, pay me back 250 gold coins at the end of the month."
"Okay, okay, I understand!"
The half-goblin lord looked at his attribute points with a sigh and said, "I don't have enough attributes... My strength attribute is only 7 points, and it seems like I'll never level up my lord level. How much experience do I need to level up my lord in this lousy game?"
"Stop researching. Let's work together to establish a territory. With two lords, we can definitely gather resources faster than them."
"You were forced to join me because the dwarves destroyed your territory, weren't you?"
"Shut up, Stik!"
"Alright, alright, I won't mention it anymore..." A player named Stik looked out from the cave's territory and suddenly said, "Look over there?"
"Is it raining?"
The torrential rain poured down, as if foreshadowing something big that was about to happen or arrive.
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