The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

There is still one day before the monsters enter the Empire.

While sleeping at night, some adventurers with exceptionally keen hearing can even hear deafening footsteps and angry shouts from hundreds of kilometers away through the ground.

Preparations are in full swing.

The alliance between adventurer guilds continues to proceed smoothly.

People were laughing and chatting, but hidden behind the joy was a terrifying monster attack and an enemy attack that could never be predicted by simply leveling up...

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"Hey, which guilds has your Seven Claws Guild partnered with?"

When do you plan to set off when the hunt begins?

The guild leader of Seven Claws was chatting with members of another guild.

The opposing guild has thirty members, most of whom are adventurers with only two magic circuits.

In short, it's a relatively weak guild.

Seven Claws' target is precisely these small guilds.

He intends to unite these weaker guilds and then assemble a large force of adventurers to deal with the upcoming punitive expedition.

And this guild is also one he wants to recruit.

So, Guild Master Seven Claws decided to tell the truth. He counted on his fingers one by one: "There's the Megalodon Guild, the Water Orchid Guild, and the Slaughterer Guild, and so on."

Upon hearing about the Slaughterers Guild, the people on the other side were visibly shocked.

"Wow!"

"You managed to recruit the Butcher into your team, I must say, you've got some skills!"

"As far as I know, the guild master of the Slaughterers Guild is known for his violent temper. Anyone who looks at him without permission will have their eyes gouged out at best, and be paralyzed for life at worst."

The Seven Claws Guild Leader shook his head and smiled smugly.

"That's where you're wrong."

"If you encounter any incomplete information in the future, please don't spread it. Otherwise, it could lead to serious trouble."

"The president of the Slaughterers' Guild is a well-known philanthropist. He not only used the gold coins he had accumulated to build several churches and schools, but he also helped the local government to fight against some powerful bandits in the wild."

Chapter 284 The Bell of Thirteen

More and more guilds have been settling in the far north, and you can even see a few well-known top guilds.

The Ferrant Duchy's [Soarer] and [Golden Scythe].

The guild leader of the [Soarers] guild possesses six fire attribute circuits and excels in close-quarters combat. The guild leader of the [Golden Scythe] guild, on the other hand, has five wind attribute circuits, is elusive in movement, and specializes in assassination.

The three top-tier guilds of the Auguston Empire are [Spear of the Cold], [Flying Shuttle], and [Dark River].

The members of these three guilds are all strong and healthy. Even the women have six-pack abs and long hair braided into pigtails.

He had dark skin, carried a huge battle axe on his shoulder, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

Only one adventurer guild from the Pennsylvania Federation reached its destination: the Supreme Fist.

The entire guild consists entirely of top-tier martial artists who refuse to use weapons and fight entirely hand-to-hand. Their muscles are beautifully defined, like those sculpted by a master craftsman through countless trials...

An ultimate killing machine.

His fists were wrapped in white bandages, and his thighs were even thicker.

One kick could cut an adult in two on the spot.

Unfortunately.

The Kingdom of Gmarui, renowned for its beautiful women, did not send an Adventurers' Guild. These rough-and-tumble men would miss the chance to see that iconic forest beauty.

Besides these well-known top guilds, countless smaller guilds have also joined in.

Although they are relatively weak, they can still play a role in clearing out the smaller monsters in large-scale bounty missions.

Of course, they are willing to do so.

After all, even a small monster is still a monster, and killing it will bring a bounty.

Even a mosquito's leg is still meat!

Seeing that the guild members had gathered, Joe Shore, the branch president of the Adventurers' Guild of the Auguston Empire and the organizer of this expedition, stepped forward.

Despite being over fifty years old, he remained energetic as he walked in the cold wind.

His pristine white robe fluttered in the wind. He adjusted his top hat, turned up his collar to shield his neck from the cold wind, and then bowed to everyone.

"Greetings, adventurers."

"You have gathered in this frigid far north, naturally for the bounty."

"Therefore, I don't intend to waste any more words and will get straight to the point."

Hugh raised his arms high: "For this expedition, the Adventurers' Guild has prepared a total of 20 million gold coins for all the adventurers present!"

"The financial backing for this punitive expedition comes from the well-known Trans-Merchant Guild, the Groodo Merchant Guild!"

After saying that, Hugh ordered his men to bring up a large box, and kicked the lid open.

Then, huge amounts of gold coins were exposed to everyone.

Even if Hugh rambles on, it won't be as effective as letting these adventurers actually see the glittering gold coins.

The moment the gold coin appeared, the entire venue erupted in cheers.

People raised their weapons and shouted wildly.

Twenty million gold coins.

This means they can hunt monsters to their heart's content without worrying about not getting a bounty!

"Of course, in order to help everyone better complete the mission, I have also prepared a great gift for everyone present."

Hugh beckoned to the crowd below, and then several burly men carried an enormous object covered in black cloth to their front.

Hugh looked at everyone and smiled with satisfaction.

"This is a magical artifact."

"Moreover, it was personally forged by the legendary craftsman Fernandez, and is one of the twenty-three famous artifacts."

"The 'Thirteen Bells,' hailed as the 'Wind of the Battlefield'!"

After saying that, the burly men tore off the black cloth covering the magical artifacts.

It was a large bell with an extremely strange shape, gilded all over, and with many lifelike carvings on its outer wall.

In the minds of most adventurers, a powerful magical tool is usually something like a sword or blade, something that can be used directly in combat.

Therefore, when they watched with great excitement as the magical artifact was pushed out, only to find that it was just a bell, they were inevitably somewhat disappointed.

However, those who truly understand the matter subtly narrow their eyes.

Among them are the leaders of several top guilds.

The thirteenth bell.

It has almost no outstanding offensive capabilities, but in terms of support capabilities, no magical tool can match it.

Even Fernandez himself confirmed that the Thirteen Bells was the strongest support-type magical tool he created.

How can we describe the power of the Thirteen Bells?

Even a group of farmers over eighty years old and frail could defeat a fully-organized cavalry unit if they had the blessing of the Thirteen Bells.

The thirteen-bell bell is that powerful.

The Flying Warriors Guild of the Duchy of Ferrante and the Frostspear of the Empire are already plotting how to seize this magical artifact during the subjugation order.

Among the crowd, there was a short man, not very tall, wearing a loose robe and a hood, who looked unremarkable, but he had pulled his hat brim down low and his eyes were piercing.

Behind him, he carried an enormous lute.

"The thirteenth bell..."

"I never expected that I would come here just to try my luck, but I ended up encountering the strongest auxiliary magical artifact among the twenty-three artifacts."

"What an unexpectedly bumper harvest..."

"It looks like we can return to the magic academy ahead of schedule."

Her voice was a clear, youthful voice, like a spring, and it was very pleasant to listen to.

Looking around, everyone was staring at the gold coins at Hugh's feet, no one paying attention to the truly priceless Thirteen Bells. The girl smiled faintly.

On the other side, after announcing the end, Hugh opened his arms again.

"So......"

"The punitive expedition order is now officially in effect!"

"Brave warriors, fight bravely for a better tomorrow!"

As soon as the words were spoken, countless adventurers rushed towards the area in the north where monsters were causing trouble.

The girl adjusted the lute strap on her shoulder and strode after him.

Behind her followed a young man who was also wearing a hood.

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There are many reasons for the Warcraft riots.

For example, climate change, ocean current shifts, large-scale magical outbursts, and even some extreme weather events, etc...

Warcraft riots have occurred too many times in human history, so people haven't paid much attention to them.

As a result, all the adventurers who participated in the subjugation order unanimously believed that this monster riot was just like those they had experienced before.

Most of the monsters are weak creatures, but there are a lot of them.

Coming here to participate in the punitive expedition is like picking up money for free.

The monsters involved in the subjugation order will not threaten their lives; at most, they will be physically exhausted after the subjugation order ends.