The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

Link was now like an indestructible defense line, solid as a rock. No matter how cunning or fierce the goblins were, they could not break through his defense line. His existence was like an invisible wall, protecting his companions behind him from harm.

Even though Link did not use his King's Treasure tonight, his extraordinary strength and combat wisdom have made everyone look at him with admiration.

He knew very well that in this crowded battlefield, it was crucial to keep some trump cards. Therefore, he chose to act low-key and save the king's treasure for the most critical moment.

However, even so, Link's performance was already amazing enough.

With his extremely fast reaction speed and keen insight into the battlefield, he can take care of his teammates while fighting.

He was able to multitask without panicking, as if he was born for the battlefield. With his help, many adventurers who might have died survived, and they were full of gratitude and admiration for Link.

Link's nerves were always tense, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and he could see through every subtle change on the battlefield.

No matter which direction the enemy comes from, they cannot escape his eyes.

This high level of vigilance and concentration has long become his habit. After all, on the battlefield, any negligence may lead to fatal consequences.

"Carelessness will only lead to faster death." Link repeated these words silently in his heart. His eyes became more determined and he swung the Skyfire Sword in his hand more violently.

If Link was the only one here tonight, facing those hostages who were used as human shields, he might not hesitate to choose to use the King's Treasure to kill them all.

A round of King's Treasure swept through and killed them all.

If you can survive, you survive. If you can’t survive, that’s fate.

As a complete egoist, Link would never get in the way of this matter, but there were so many people around today that it was not suitable for him to do so.

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Kara, the true ancestor of the vampire, was as light as an elf in the dark night, hiding silently among the dense branches of a towering tree at the edge of the jungle.

The moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, sprinkling on her body in patches, covering her with a layer of mysterious silver gauze, making her like an elusive shadow in the night.

Her eyes, as deep as a pool, seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. She penetrated the layers of leaves and stared intently at the figure on the battlefield from afar - Link.

Her eyes not only contained approval for Link's outstanding performance, but also a hint of indescribable admiration and expectation. Behind this approval and admiration, there was also a subtle admiration.

Kara's heart had been unknowingly attracted by Link's displayed abilities.

Link's performance on the battlefield undoubtedly impressed Kara.

Every move he made seemed so calm, as if the battlefield was his natural stage. His wisdom, courage and strength deeply touched Kara's heart. In her long life, she had seen countless outstanding men, but Link was undoubtedly the most outstanding one among them.

No wonder Goddess Anasta chose him, Kara thought to herself.

Goddess Anasta has always had a sharp eye, and anyone she sets her eyes on must be an extraordinary person.

Link is undoubtedly such a person. His existence seems to be to write a legend in the world, and Kara is honored to be a witness of this legend.

Thinking of this, Kara gently raised her hand, which was as delicate as white jade. Her movements were elegant and mysterious, as if every subtle move contained endless power.

With a flick of her finger, a bat with a slender body and black wings suddenly flapped its wings and flew out from Kara's palm, which seemed to be able to control everything. Carrying her will and command, it cut through the night sky and rushed into the distance.

"Go and bring the news back!"

Kara's voice was low and powerful, and her wine-red eyes flashed with a cold and firm light, like the brightest star in the cold night.

Her tone was full of anticipation for the coming storm, as well as absolute confidence in the power of the demons: "It's time for this long-dormant continent to once again taste the terrifying and irresistible power of our demons!"

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As the battle progressed, the goblin soldiers gradually showed signs of defeat.

Their numbers are decreasing, while the adventurers are becoming more and more courageous.

Soon after, with the death of most of the goblin soldiers, a deafening roar came from the depths of the forest, breaking the silence of the battlefield.

"The real big guys are coming out, so cheer up!" The leader's voice rang out on the battlefield, reminding everyone to stay vigilant.

"It's the Goblin Troll! All players below the silver level, retreat! This is a battlefield for those with strength to participate!"

Following the leader's orders, adventurers below the silver level retreated to safe areas, while powerful adventurers such as Link stayed on the battlefield, ready to face the upcoming challenges.

The Goblin Troll, the creature known as the hero among goblins, finally appeared in everyone's sight.

It is huge in size, and is as tall as two and a half Links, which is about four and a half meters tall.

The sturdy arms were thicker than Link's waist, and he wielded a huge wooden stick made of trees, as if he could easily destroy everything.

A heavily armored swordsman unfortunately became the first target of the goblin troll.

The troll just swung the wooden stick in his hand casually, and the swordsman was killed instantly and smashed into meat paste.

This scene made everyone present gasp. They knew very well that the strength of this monster should not be underestimated.

"Humph! This monster is worth several gold coins! Let's attack it together! We'll split it equally then! And we'll have a good drink after we're done!" A silver-level adventurer shouted, trying to boost morale.

"Hahaha! Good!"

Everyone responded. Although they were a little afraid, they were more eager for gold coins and victory.

The four strongest silver-level adventurers in the team attacked together. They were the berserker Maya holding two axes, two greatswordsmen Anos and Balk, and a defensive adventurer with a shield and sword as weapons. Link stood aside and applied BUFF to them.

With Link's BUFF bonus, the four of them faced the goblin troll with more confidence.

They cooperated well, both offensively and defensively, constantly trying to figure out each other's attack routines, while Link stood by with a big sword, ready to support them at any time.

The coordination between these four silver-level adventurers was truly amazing. They seemed to have a telepathic connection and could accurately predict each other's actions and intentions.

As a berserker, Maya can always find the best time to attack and cause fatal damage to the goblin trolls.

Anos and Balk were responsible for restraining and consuming the trolls' physical strength, creating opportunities for Maya's outburst.

The shield warrior made an even greater contribution.

He was always able to stand in front of Maya and the other three at the most critical moment, using his solid shield to block the attacks of the goblin trolls.

His bravery and selflessness moved everyone, and Link kept an eye on his condition to make sure he could keep fighting.

After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, the four finally figured out the goblin troll's attack pattern.

After a shield warrior successfully resisted the troll's attack, Maya, Anos and Balk launched a deadly counterattack at the same time.

"Anos! Balk!" Maya shouted, and the two immediately understood her intention.

"Understood!" The two responded in unison, then holding their giant swords, they seized the moment when the goblin troll's weapon was bounced up and slashed fiercely at the heels of its feet!

"Rip!" A crisp sound was heard, and the goblin troll's tendons were cut. In pain, its legs could no longer support its huge body, and it fell to its knees.

"That's it! Die!" Maya gripped the two axes tightly and jumped up suddenly. The two huge axes fell heavily on the neck of the goblin troll with a whistling sound!

"Crack!" The giant axe embedded into the troll's neck, but did not completely cut it off.

"No! It's not enough!" Maya thought to herself, she knew that this attack did not completely kill the goblin troll.

At this moment, Link, who was watching the show, could no longer sit still. He knew very well that if he couldn't get rid of the troll as soon as possible, it might stand up and fight back again.

Then, he made a dash, and instantly turned into a black afterimage, swung the Skyfire Sword in his hand with a hint of scarlet!

"Crack!"

With a loud bang, a giant sword half the size of Link's body fell heavily on the goblin troll's head.

Suddenly, the brain exploded, and together with Maya's double axes, the goblin's head was completely chopped off!

The goblin troll finally fell down. Its body trembled slightly on the ground for a few times, and then it completely lost its life.

The four of them smiled at each other, knowing that they had won the battle.

"Let's take the profits this time and split them equally among the few of us, including Link. Do you have any objections?" The team leader said to everyone.

"No problem!" Everyone nodded in agreement. They knew that the victory of this battle was inseparable from Link's contribution.

"Hey! This kid is quite capable. Today's life was so easy thanks to him!" said a silver-level adventurer with a smile.

"I say, Link, just follow us from now on. With you around, I think destroying the dragon will be a piece of cake!" Another adventurer also said jokingly.

Link just smiled, he did not accept their invitation.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Most of the goblins should have come to attack us. There shouldn't be many goblins left in the ruins. We should hurry up and search and clear them out. Maybe there are survivors waiting for us to rescue them!" Link said seriously.

"Indeed, there is no time to lose. Morale is high now, let's set off!" The team leader nodded in agreement.

So, everyone took action.

They cleaned up the battlefield, collected the bodies of their comrades, and then began to prepare to go to the ruins to search and clear out the area.

Their hearts are filled with hope and fighting spirit. They believe that under Link's leadership, they will be able to find more survivors and destroy all the goblins.

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"Has Norka Village been destroyed? What was the battle like?"

"We wiped out a total of 173 goblin soldiers, as well as the three cunning goblin mages and the most ferocious goblin troll..."

"How much did we lose? How many innocent villagers did we successfully rescue?"

The reporter's voice was steady, but it was hard to hide a hint of fatigue and relief: "Four people died. We rescued a total of 4 women from the clutches of the devil. Unfortunately, all the male villagers have been killed."

"Only four people died? How is that possible?"

Inside the guild, President Lina frowned with a look of disbelief on her face.

She was fully aware of the difficulty of this encirclement and suppression mission. She knew very well that although this should only be a bridgehead for the Goblin King, only four people died, which was indeed beyond her expectations.

Even though there were few Bronze-level adventurers in the team, most of them were experienced Iron-level adventurers, and there were also several priests and divinities accompanying the team to provide treatment and support.

However, even with such a lineup, when facing a goblin army of this size, sacrificing a dozen people is considered a small number, and sacrificing only 4 people is almost impossible.

“Indeed, it does sound incredible, but it is true.”

The reporter paused and continued, "President Lina, you may not know that Link, the leader of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, has shown at least silver-level strength. On the battlefield, he not only showed unimaginable combat capabilities, but the weapons in his hands were also very strange. I think that the silver level is even a strength he deliberately concealed, and his true strength may have reached the gold level. More importantly, Link's judgment of the battle situation is simply beyond ordinary people. He can always make the most correct decision at the most critical moment."

Hearing this, Lina's eyes fell on the yellowed parchment on the table. It was the personal information that Link filled out when he joined the guild.

She muttered to herself, "In the guild information he filled out, he simply mentioned that he was from a small, destroyed village in the north of the kingdom... It seems that this Link is much more mysterious and powerful than we imagined."

117. End

Link's personal information was densely recorded on the parchment.

This information was being presented to President Lina by a subordinate in a black robe, and her eyes were flashing with scrutiny and thought.

"I don't think this information is credible. People like Link don't usually appear in the countryside."

The subordinate's voice was low and cautious, as if he was full of doubts about Link's identity. "And the three people around him, Ashaji, Ingrid, and Anne Roger, their strength is not simple. The abilities they showed in the battle are quite strange. If it is a one-on-one situation, even a subordinate would probably have to work hard to deal with it."

Upon hearing this, President Lina nodded slightly, tapping the table with her fingertips, as if she was thinking about something.

"Do you think that he might be the son of a powerful family and has come here specifically for training?" There was a hint of inquiry in her tone, and it was obvious that she had some reservations about her subordinates' speculation.

The subordinate shook his head slightly, his expression becoming more solemn: "Forgive me for being frank, but Link's appearance may be related to your recent events, President Lina..."

Lina's eyes became sharp instantly, but soon returned to calm. She said lightly: "Is that so...Okay, you can go down. It shouldn't be my business. From the first time I saw his eyes, I could tell that he didn't know me. If he has that ability, maybe he can help me, who knows..."

Upon hearing this, the subordinate bowed respectfully and said, "Yes! I'll take my leave!"

After saying that, the subordinate named Ying flashed and disappeared in the room in the blink of an eye, as if he had never existed.

The windows and doors were still tightly closed. In this closed environment, no one knew how he left.

President Lina sighed softly, her eyes becoming deep and complicated.

She stood up, walked to the window, stared at the dark night sky outside, her heart full of worry.

"The riot of the monsters in the dungeon has caught us off guard. The dark elves in the southwest and the demons in the north seem to be planning to start a hundred-year war. The kingdoms of Giorar and Amarag near the Seven Shields Alliance are also eyeing the fertile land of the central plains. The Seven Shields Alliance is already overwhelmed. Link, who are you? Can you grow up and become strong enough to help me..."

In the dark night, Lina's whisper seemed to be swallowed by the night wind, leaving only a hint of sadness echoing in the air.

At this time, Link was returning to Blackrock Town overnight with a group of survivors.

After entering the ruins and clearing out the few goblins left guarding, the rescued survivors need to be treated and comforted as soon as possible.

In the night, the outline of Blackrock Town gradually became clear, but Link's heart did not relax.

There is still a lot of work to be done. The survivors need to be sent to the church for baptism as soon as possible to cleanse the filth and fear from their bodies; the families of the dead also need to be properly comforted and compensated.

All this needs to be arranged.

When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning broke through the clouds and shone on the land of Blackrock Town, Link had been busy all night.

He stood at the entrance of the town, looking at the rising sun. This ray of sunlight not only dispelled the coldness of the night, but also brought a touch of warmth and light, as if heralding a new beginning and hope.

After a short rest, Link sat at a street stall and enjoyed breakfast with Ashaji, Ingrid, Anne Roger, Violena, Stella and others.

The atmosphere among the people was relaxed and happy, as if the fierce battle last night was just a dream. However, everyone knew that the tacit understanding and friendship of fighting side by side had been deeply imprinted in their hearts.