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Chapter 185 Special copy! The major guilds gather

As soon as this message appeared, all players in the server were shocked!

【Church! ! ! Special copy! ! ! 】

[Finally a copy is available! The child has sent letters all over the city. Wuwu]

[The holder is - a prophet? ! 】

【Depend on! Why is it the prophet again? ! Version of God! 】

[Then we who are not from the prophet camp, can we still enter the dungeon? 】

Posts in the player forums spewed out like a fountain, and hundreds of tall buildings rose from the ground!

There is no doubt that this is the second major event that shocked all players after the main mission of the Red Rose Empire!

Special copy! ! !

Immediately afterwards, the system announcement continued to refresh, and all the players held their breath and watched with concentration.

【Pigment Snowfield】

[The territory of Lust Painter, one of the seven nightmare lords, is now conquered by the prophet with his own power and belongs to the prophet. 】

[The kind and generous prophet now shares this domain with His dependents for them to hone and grow. 】

[And for those who have not yet become His dependents, He is also willing to give them this opportunity]

[Accumulate moon faces and go to the mysterious merchant to exchange for this opportunity]

[As long as you pass the test, the prophet will watch you]

After a short period of silence, the player forum exploded again!

But this time, most of it was envy, jealousy, and hatred towards the prophet camp, as well as all kinds of word-for-word analysis.

Downtown area.

The players in the prophet camp were all stunned by this surprise and couldn't recover for a long time.

"This, this means that only players from our prophet camp can enter the Pigment Snowfield dungeon for free?" Li Sanguang pointed at the panel tremblingly and looked at Brother Hongshi in disbelief.

"Y-should be."

Brother Hongshi was also confused.

He took a rigorous approach to reading Party A's contract and read it back and forth several times before slowly nodding and saying:
"It should mean that those of us in the prophet camp can enter at will. But other players need to use their moon face to purchase the qualification to enter the dungeon."

"Oh my god! Then we are rich!"

A little light gradually emerged from Li Sanguang's eyes. Then, he jumped three feet high and cheered with his companions——

"Great!!!"

Li Sanguang almost took off on the spot, wishing he could tell the world that he was a glorious member of the prophet camp, and praise the name of the prophet everywhere.

At this moment, suddenly, his expression froze.

With a pop, a sharp sword was seen piercing through his chest.

——It’s two scars.

This assassin, who was good at backstabbing in the shadows, looked down at the fallen Li Sanguang coldly with his ferocious eyes between scars, gritted his teeth, and said:
"It's noisy."

"Ahem." Li Sanguang coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, looked at the second scar with a mean look, and said with a smile, "Hey, hey, are you jealous? We are going to make a book, guess who didn't receive the invitation-ha Ha ha!"

Li Sanguang's wild laughter stopped when Erdao Scar slashed his throat open with a sword.

However, the tip of the sword was submerged in the paint.

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Brother Hongshi smiled helplessly, watching the two of them having fun, feeling that it was great to be young.

However, influenced by the atmosphere, he also laughed from the bottom of his heart, enjoying this rare moment of relaxation.

Just when all the players in the server were in a mess and the posts on the forum were refreshed in seconds.

In a small group where the last time anyone spoke was more than two months ago, a new message popped up.

[Lady Tea Party Lilith: Does anyone have a member of the prophet camp? Most of our guilds descended on another continent @Odin's Gun·Gangnir]

After a while, another message came out.

[Odin's Spear Gungnir: Unfortunately, our guild doesn't have one either. 】

[Bird of Paradise·Bird of Paradise: Laughing to Death]

[Odin's Spear Gungnir:]

Just two words with huge destructive power.

It reminded Gangnir again of how his guild was tricked by a mentally retarded man.

[Silver Crown Star·Guardian Ryan: Stop making trouble. 】

[Lady’s Tea Party·Lilith: Okay, let’s get down to business. In other words, none of our four major guilds have joined the prophet camp, right? 】

The other three guild presidents all responded in the affirmative.

In addition to Odin's Spear, there are three other well-known guilds that have entered the game "Nightmare Invasion":

With the president as the core, the highly cohesive Birds of Paradise, the Silver Crown Star, which is upright and lawful like the knights in the traditional impression, and the Lady Tea Party, which only allows female players to join, has a relaxed and life-oriented atmosphere.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the four major guilds occupy different sections of the game map, as if to allow them to develop independently.

Bird of Paradise is located in the Great Plains of Eden in the center of the world. It is a fertile and prosperous trading area with no winter all year round.

The Silver Crown Star is located in the mountainous area above the world. On the Stone Throne is an ambitious king.

The Lady's Tea Party is located in the south, where the climate is mild. Coincidentally, it happens to be close to a magic tower that trains female official wizards.

Every guild has various advantages for its development——

There is also the Gun of Odin Guild, and it is also suspected to be a place controlled by the version god "The Prophet".

But unfortunately, they failed to seize the opportunity, and now they can only rely on the Knights of the Eternal Sun to develop.

The opening of the special copy this time brought the name "Prophet" into their sight again, giving them a sense of crisis. [Lady Tea Party: I have a strong feeling that in the future, the Prophet camp will definitely become a major force that can compete with the entire player group, instead of just being limited to the Red Rose Empire]

[Silver Crown Star: I agree. 】

[Bird of Paradise: It would be great if the Gun of Odin Guild could get more information, but it’s such a pity]

[Spear of Odin: Don’t mock me, you will know how evil he is when you face the prophet yourself]

[Bird of Paradise: I’m looking forward to that moment]

[Lady Tea Party: You two, stop arguing. 】

[This special copy, the signal revealed by the prophet, is to absorb elite players and increase the number of believers - that is, the number of players under his control. 】

[Odin's Spear: Indeed. "As long as you pass the test, the prophet will focus on you" mentioned in the dungeon announcement, it should mean that if you meet certain conditions, such as clearing the dungeon, killing the BOSS, etc., you can join the prophet camp]

[Silver Crown Star: That makes sense. 】

[Lady Tea Party: If this copy exists for a long time, there will be more and more players in the prophet camp, which is not good for us]

[So, I hope we can cooperate regarding the prophet. 】

As soon as the word "cooperation" came out, the group was silent for a few seconds.

Then, the president of the Silver Crown Star Guild spoke:
【Can. 】

As short as it is.

Birds of Paradise followed suit and said the offer couldn't be better. However, how true his words are is a matter of opinion, just like religion.

Gungnir, the president of Odin's Gun Guild, said: [At least, as far as this special copy is concerned, I hope we can share intelligence and cooperate. 】

[After all, players who are not in the prophet camp must buy "tickets" through the mysterious merchant, and the time and location when the mysterious merchant appears are not fixed. 】

[Nightmares are interconnected. If we can take shifts, the personnel consumption will be greatly reduced. 】

Other guild presidents agreed to this proposal.

In this way, because of a special copy of the Prophet, the four major player guilds, which were always fighting openly and secretly, reached a temporary cooperation.

——As a player, of course you cannot be overtaken by a game NPC.

This is their common thought.

At this time, these four outstanding people were still full of confidence in themselves.

Shortly after the dungeon announcement was released, players in the Prophet camp received a prompt asking "Do you want to enter the dungeon now?"

Because it has been verified that when the prophet dragged them into the nightmare, only the "conscious body" entered, and the body remained in the same place.

Therefore, headed by Li Sanguang, some high-level players who were good at fighting entered the dungeon first.

The rest take care of them where they are.

"Goodbye, Comrade Erdao Scar~"

Li Sanguang gave Er Dao Scar a wink, which made the veins pop up on Er Dao Scar's forehead.

"Get out of here."

Erdaoscar squeezed out these two words from between his teeth hoarsely.

Under the sword light, Li Sanguang smiled and fell to the ground, falling into a baby-like sleep.

Thump thump.

Just like dumplings, a large group of people collapsed, scaring the people in the lower city into panic.

"W-what's going on...?!"

The old man said shakily, eyes widening.

"It's okay, they were just summoned by the Prophet."

Brother Hongshi smiled and comforted.

He was more of a life player, and he was also the chief engineer in rebuilding the lower city, so he naturally stayed.

"Ah, so that's it." The old man's expression immediately softened, he closed his eyes and prayed devoutly, "I wish the benefactors good luck under the care of the prophet."

"Tsk."

Glancing at them, Erdaoscar clicked his tongue in annoyance.

After being dragged by the children, with a stinking face, she went to play with them.

Seeing this, Brother Hongshi couldn't help but laugh. Looking at his figure surrounded by children, he thought:

What a man who thinks nothing of what he says and is arrogant.

It's obvious that he has completely integrated into the prophet camp.
In a nightmare.

"call--"

As soon as Li Sanguang and the others entered the dungeon, they were blown by the cold wind and took a mouthful of snow foam.

"Bah, bah, bah! Why does it smell like paint?"

Li Sanguang smacked his lips and muttered.

Looking up, what comes into view is a pure white world.

The cold wind howled, raising flakes of snow. Tall and straight pine trees covered with snow and covered with silver spread before their eyes.

What’s even more interesting is that everything is painted with paint. Dark brown paint is smeared on the tree trunks, and the snow crunches under your feet and stains the mottled soil.

It's like entering the world in an oil painting.

It's abstract and weird, and it seems so wonderful.

　Wow ya ya! The four major guilds finally showed up!

　　The important forces in the early stage have almost appeared, and it’s finally time for the long-awaited (?) recruitment of supporting players!

　　The specific collection is in the book club, everyone is welcome to submit!
　　Outstanding characters will be selected into the game and join this fantasy adventure together! (If you haven’t seen the post yet, it’s still being written)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)