As an NPC, having a lot of skills is quite reasonable, right?

The moment Hansen and the knights stepped out of the camp gate, Moen was already trailing behind them, about two hundred meters behind.

Moen didn't think the church had any good intentions, going out of their way to help people obtain some kind of qualification certificate.

as predicted.

When the group reached a deserted area on the west side of the rift valley, Moen witnessed Sterling suddenly launch an attack.

Without warning, he broke Hansen's arm, while the accompanying knights skillfully stunned the unsuspecting players.

Sure enough, the previous incidents of players inexplicably falling into a coma in Nohanville, as well as the disappearances of the city's vagrants, all connected in Moen's mind at this moment.

The group of knights did not stop; they dragged the unconscious people onward and soon arrived at a treacherous shoal filled with rocks.

Moen hid behind a huge rock, observing the situation in the distance.

Sterling led his team to what appeared to be an ordinary rock face. However, the team did not stop but continued forward. Then, ripples appeared on the rock face, and the entire team seemed to have merged into the stone and disappeared into thin air.

"A fraudulent rune? Looks like this is something that can't be brought to light."

Although he knew where the entrance was, Moen did not rush in rashly.

He was confident he could take down Sterling, but he wasn't sure how many guards were inside, or if there were any magical traps designed to target the enemy.

He didn't want to get infected again like last time.

Moreover, this time, he has the best candidate to scout ahead.

"At full speed, it will only take ten minutes round trip, that's enough time."

Moen turned around, his figure instantly transforming into a blur as he sped off towards the camp.

While moving at high speed, Moen took a moment to open the system panel and glance at the forum.

The SOS post from the arrested player, [Yiyezhou], has been pushed to the top.

"Underground laboratory... vivisection... cannot be logged off..."

Looking at these shocking keywords, Moen became even more certain of his guess.

In the Aurelian Empire, although the Ring of Judgment possesses supreme power, blasphemy against life and necromancy are absolutely forbidden.

Once this charge is proven, even a hundred heads wouldn't be enough to behead that district judge and Sterling.

When Moen returned to the camp, Big Pineapple was standing on a crate, brandishing his sword, trying to organize a manpower to conduct a blind search.

"Listen up, all of you! We'll search even if we can't find it! I refuse to believe this rift valley can eat people!" Big Pineapple roared until his voice was hoarse.

"No need to look anymore." A cold voice instantly pierced through the noisy crowd.

Everyone turned around abruptly.

Moen, dressed in a black robe, was already standing at the camp entrance. The chill emanating from him had clearly indicated that he had rushed back.

"Mentor...mentor! Uncle Hansen, he..."

"I know." Moen strode into the crowd, and the players automatically made way for him.

He walked to the campfire, looked at the group of indignant players, and said in a calm but powerful voice: "They were taken to the rocky beach on the west side of the rift, where there is an entrance covered by a high-level deception rune, and they were conducting illegal live experiments inside."

"Hansen lost his arm protecting you, and your companions were used as test subjects while fighting for their rights."

"Therefore, it is up to you to vent this anger."

[System Announcement: Ember Mentor has issued the faction quest "Crimson Dawn"]

[Mission Objective: To breach the underground laboratory of the Norhanville Trial Branch and rescue Hansen and his captured companions]

[Rewards: Large amount of Ember Reputation, large amount of experience, small amount of Fate Dust]

"So, what's your choice?" Moen asked calmly.

Big Pineapple looked at the pop-up mission information and felt all the blood rushing to his head.

To hell with the consequences! To hell with the church! I play games just to have a clear mind!

He drew his iron sword, raised it high, and aimed it at the rocky beach.

"Brothers, grab your weapons! Tonight, we'll test just how powerful this Church of Judgment really is!!"

The live stream chat was now completely filled with comments:

【Hurrah!】

More than twenty players in front of Big Pineapple roared in unison, their killing intent palpable.

"Very good, I admire your courage."

As he spoke, Moen walked to the map table in the camp and lifted a heavy box of supplies from under the table.

The box was opened, revealing dozens of bottles of [Basic Berserk Potion] neatly arranged inside, along with ten [Frost Magic Bombs] emanating a dangerous aura.

"Holy crap! That's a bomb that costs 800 reputation points?!"

"So many? Just giving them away for free?"

Seeing the players' indignation, Moen added fuel to the fire: "This is a reward for your courage. Go for it. Their shady dealings will eventually be buried in the ashes."

The night was as dark as ink, and the drizzle mixed with the cold mist provided excellent cover for the revenge squad of more than twenty people.

According to Moen's intelligence, Hansen and the captured newbie were right next to the crooked tree in the rocky beach.

"Stop." The old ghost in charge of reconnaissance gestured.

There was nothing unusual about the opening in the rock face not far away.

"Do you think there might be a few knights standing behind that rock wall?"

"What should we do? Just throw a bomb?" A newbie pulled out a [Frost Magic Bomb].

"I think it's a good idea. We finally got such a rare item. It would be a huge loss if we took it back after the mission was over!" The database deletion team was itching to do it.

"Then let's blow it up!" Big Pineapple and Old Ghost, several of the earliest players to join Ember, all agreed to the idea of ​​deleting the database.

Just as Big Pineapple was weighing the heavy magical bomb in his hand, hesitating whether to throw it low or high, Deleting Library volunteered to give it a try.

This real-life tech giant's operations engineer and seasoned survivalist has a look of relief on his face, a feeling of finally getting the job he deserves.

"I have experience with delicate tasks like throwing explosives."

While adjusting his grip on the bomb, Shanku said calmly, "To prepare for the possible apocalypse, I dug a trench in my backyard and practiced throwing it at a fixed point tens of thousands of times with beer bottles filled with sand. Whether it's a long-distance throw or a ricochet long jump, my accuracy is over 90%."

Under everyone's gaze, Shanku took a deep breath, his eyes instantly becoming sharp, and then his body stretched backward like a fully drawn bow.

"Go!" Shanku exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and swung his arm in a wide arc, sending the activated bomb flying through the air in a near-perfect parabola.

Without missing a beat, the round bomb bounced straight towards the rock wall that Moen had described after landing.

With a deafening roar, the immense impact sent rocks flying from the ground, and amidst the explosion of the bomb, two screams could still be faintly heard.

"The system notified me that I killed two Judgment Knights. These Judgment Knights are too fragile."

While Shanku sighed, Big Pineapple raised his longsword and shouted "Hurrah!" as he charged inside.

The deception rune at the entrance was also completely destroyed by the bomb, revealing the previously concealed opening.

"Brothers! Charge with me!"