Chapter 203-2: Wandering Soul at the Village Entrance, Lord Mode (2) |
Only after leaving the village and seeing the outside world would one know how outrageous many functions in the village that the forum players complained were expensive actually were.
Take any one of them outside and it could establish a cheat level force.
After equipping the cultivation combat technique, Li Zheng left the Cultivation Tower space and returned to the outside world.
With each breath, white airstreams carried specks of earth-yellow energy that poured into his body. With perception, he observed them converging at the spleen within.
Before long, his brothers had also finished equipping their cultivation combat techniques and walked out of the Cultivation Tower space.
“Brother Li, where to next.”
Dirt Poor asked curiously.
After they left, Emperor’s Mound Village had added two functional buildings, the Pet Adoption House and the Cultivation Tower.
Among them, the Pet Adoption House had no meaning for players like them who were following the Anti-Tide Legion growth route.
The only pet that fit was the Chubby Peach that could be used for retirement life.
But they underwent high-intensity training every day. How would they have the mind to take care of a pet.
Many times they fell asleep the moment they returned to the dormitory. If a pet followed them, it would probably starve to death in the Pet Space.
Compared with the few trifles produced by feeding spirit plants to a Chubby Peach, it was more meaningful to have a nourishing nutritious meal in the Anti-Tide Legion.
So before returning to the village, they had decided that everyone would not raise growth-type pets and would spend more sacrificial power on upgrading their Star Vein level.
Facing Dirt Poor’s earlier question, Li Zheng thought briefly and said.
“Next we go hunting in the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range and raise our Inherited soul level.”
As he spoke, Li Zheng summoned his friends list, preparing to ask a few guild leaders of major guilds whether there were any organized group hunting activities.
The first he contacted was the leader of the God Temple Guild: God King.
The connection waited several seconds before being picked up. In the light curtain, God King’s eyes were tightly closed. He was activating traits like the Owl-Headed Fiend to command and fight.
“Brother Gold-Farmer, what’s up.” God King asked with eyes closed.
“Just got back home, planning to hunt to raise our Inherited soul level. I wanted to ask whether your team still needs people.”
Facing the question, God King raised his eyelids. Countless colors surged in his eyes.
“We’re very short-handed. The war intensity in the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range is too high right now, but I’m afraid you won’t be able to make it over.”
“What do you mean.”
“You should have seen it on the forum. The Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range is currently in the waxing moon phase. The monster strength is extremely overtuned. Your 10-man squad will likely be killed by derivative Evil Entities before you even reach our current position.”
“That strong.”
“Yeah. How about waiting for the next round, then move with our joint warband.”
“Can we fly over in the air.” Li Zheng asked curiously.
“Very difficult. The waxing moon scenario has a lot of flying-type derivative Evil Entities, and their hunt levels are all very high. If your air combat ability is not up to par, you definitely won’t make it.”
“Got it. We will leave the village first and test the strength of the derivative Evil Entities. Contact me when you organize the next hunting operation.”
“No problem.”
After hanging up, Li Zheng asked a few more leaders of top guilds.
Their answers were similar.
They indicated that it would be extremely difficult, nearly impossible, for their ten-man squad to reach the areas where those guilds were, and suggested waiting for the next round to gather and leave the village together.
Hanging up again, Li Zheng decided to go out with his brothers first to test the strength of the derivative Evil Entities under the waxing moon.
“Let’s go, we hunt outside the village first.”
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A few minutes later, the fog before their eyes dispersed.
Li Zheng and the Grind Kings brothers appeared at the exit of Emperor’s Mound Village.
This was where the dream began.
He still clearly remembered the comedic scene when he first left the village.
At the time, he had laughed and said that the behemoth falling from the clouds in the distance was just an opening CG. In the end, he was shaken by the roar until his nostrils bled, making a fool of himself.
He looked up at the sky. A bright and bizarrely colored waxing moon hung high above.
Compared to the village entrance in his memory, the scene under the waxing moon state had undergone earth-shaking changes.
There were many Black Tide corroded buildings he had never seen before.
The land underfoot was cracked and barren. Ash like little tufts of wool drifted in the air. A bitter, icy wind swept across the land with bone-piercing chill, brushing the body like invisible ghostly hands scraping across the skin.
Looking into the distance, many derivative Evil Entities of the Black Tide they had never seen before were roaming across the land.
In the sky, countless black shadows were shuttling through the low-pressured layer of dark clouds.
“Murderous Intent Rising, how about we try battle formation mode.” Murderous Intent Rising proposed eagerly.
“Sure. We studied battle formation mode for a while in the training camp but have never used it in actual combat. Perfect time to try.” Family-Sharing Stepdad nodded in agreement.
“Don’t. There will be chances to use battle formations later. Our proficiency is too low. This is the waxing moon. Coming back to level up Inherited soul levels is what matters.” Dirt Poor immediately shook his head, rejecting the proposals of Murderous Intent Rising and Family-Sharing Stepdad.
“Dirt Poor is right. The most important thing after we came back is to level up. There will be plenty of opportunities to raise battle formation proficiency.” Li Zheng voiced his view at this time.
“Brother Li, we’ll listen to you.”
After confirming that leveling was the priority, they charged toward the nearest derivative Evil Entity.
Li Zheng had no idea whether the combined combat power of their ten-person squad could defeat a single derivative Evil Entity.
Their squad’s body tempering levels were unmatched among all players, but in terms of Inherited soul level they had no advantage at all.
Opening the rankings showed that the highest single Inherited soul level among players had already reached level 63.
And the highest level of their single Inherited soul was only level 49.
They could only use the advantage in body tempering level to make up for the attribute gap in Inherited soul level.
Although in terms of composite combat power they were even stronger than that batch of top players.
Their attribute advantage over other players, placed in the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range during the waxing moon phase, was meaningless.
According to Guide’s introduction, during the waxing moon phase, the average Hunt Level of derivative Evil Entities in the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range scene was level 78.
Many top player squads had already given up activities in the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range, and only large top guilds had the ability to hunt on this land in team mode.
Their ten-person squad really might not even be a match for the lowest level derivative Evil Entity.
But they still planned to find a derivative Evil Entity to get some practice. Without trying personally, their understanding of the strength would always remain a concept.
They had experienced Wandering Soul mode back then as well.
The days of five Black-Scaled Serpents coiling around a single Cursed Soldier at the start felt like yesterday.
Before long, they arrived in the area where the derivative Evil Entity was.
The figure of the derivative Evil Entity ahead looked like a scarecrow stuck in the ground, wearing tattered clothing, its whole body wrapped in an aura of decay and rot, the strips of cloth on it dancing wildly like specters in the bitter wind.
Its head had no flesh and blood, only a skull left. Two eyes made of red stones were inlaid upon it, and it wore a hat woven from a straw hat.
Its body was haphazardly bound together with withered and brittle straw. Much of the straw had already snapped and lay scattered, piled at its feet.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the scarecrow emitted creaking sounds.
The Analysis function swept over, and detailed information appeared in the minds of the Grind Kings players.
[Dark Scarecrow (derivative Evil Entity)]
Hunt Level: 85
Target Introduction: A derivative Evil Entity unique to the waxing moon phase, possessing powerful dark erosion ability, capable of releasing a dark mist to siphon nearby life force. If any living being inhales the mist, its consciousness will be gradually eroded by dark energy and ultimately become a puppet controlled by the Dark Scarecrow.
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“Brother Li, what do you think.”
Seeing the Hunt Level of the Dark Scarecrow, Dirt Poor immediately felt the pressure.
No wonder the Emperor’s Mound Mountain Range had become so deserted.