Until the team set off on the deserted city walls, Charles searched his mind for information about the advanced profession of the 'Akhorsia Juggernaut'.

Akjosia.

This is an existential myth that is said to have been destroyed before Yaling discovered the continent of Dawn, a powerful empire formed by a group of dragonborn.

It was a time of depression before humanity had a country of its own, and a dragon heir known as the 'Lord of Gold' led seven city-states to conquer the east and west, and through military conquest, trade, and diplomacy, gradually expanded into a vast empire that flourished for hundreds of years.

At that time, the Elite Guard of Akchosia accepted heroes from all races, with unique skills and a sense of honor, to learn the ancient and noble art of fighting in Akchosia. Although a handful of the apprentices at that time lost themselves and became mercenaries and killers, and a handful chose to remain incognito and disappear into history, the vast majority of the Akhorsia Sword Saints were still sacrificed in that protracted war with the Devil Empire.

Later, the Dragonborn Empire fell, and the remaining Dragonborn and Akhorsia Sword Masters left their homeland and wandered across the continent of Dawn, waiting for the emergence of a new Lord of Gold.

Charles only knows the background information of the 'Akhorsia Juggernaut' class, but he is completely unaware of the conditions for the advancement of this class, and even knows nothing about his expertise and skills.

"Learn the ancient and noble art of fighting in Akchosia ......"

"According to this speculation, this profession should have a precondition for dragonborn swordsmanship."

Walking through the procession, the ancient war ruins were filled with an eerie atmosphere at night, but Charles kept an eye on Malthus's back. Thoughtfully.

"Hey."

The small wanderer in the line suddenly leaned over. He patted Charles on the shoulder. Hehe smiled: "You are staring at our boss like this, do you want to join our 'Glory Alliance'?" ”

"Glory Alliance?" Charles tilted his head and looked puzzled.

"Wow, you haven't heard of our name, have you?" The small wanderer whose ID was 'Shuo Mouse Shuo Mouse' showed an exaggerated expression and said, "We, the 'Glory Alliance', have snatched the first pass of many copies from the hands of the three giants of Dragon Wing, Galaxy and Jade...... There's no reason you shouldn't. ”

As he spoke, the little man said incredulously, "Hey." You can't be a player outside of Cormier Realm, right? No wonder...... No wonder I've never heard of a level 12 Advent priest in Susar. ”

The rat entered a state of self-talk, muttering vaguely, even leaning against his Charles, completely unaware of what he was saying.

"Ignore the chirping rat's mouth."

A burly warrior who had shown hostility to Charles before, but was full of kindness, gave a thumbs up behind Charles and laughed, "You really have the vision to choose to go with our 'Glory Alliance'...... Don't worry, those people can't steal the kill of the Blighter, and only the name of our 'Glory Alliance' will appear in the system announcement.

The last member of the team was a taciturn, black-robed mage.

Observing their words and deeds, Charles came to a ridiculous conclusion in his mind:

A feeding frenzy.

Faith.

These two words can completely describe the members of the 'Glory Alliance'. Attitude towards the leader Malthus. As for the reason why the other three members of the team showed hostility towards him before, Charles also roughly deduced it.

The female druid Doreen was undoubtedly Malthus's girlfriend. And his proximity to Doreen would surely make Malthus's subordinates wary and disgusted.

But now that he deliberately kept his distance from Doreen, the three of them, including the 'Shuo Rat, Shuo Mouse', immediately lifted their hostility, and all but the mage took the initiative to come over to talk, indicating that their temperament was not bad.

"Strange ......" Charr smiled inwardly at the thought of this, and turned his attention to the top of the monolithic fortress.

This ancient war relic is the size of two large arenas at most, and the team almost circled around the ruins without gaining anything.

Of course, there are a lot of corpses, cluttered debris and so on, but that's not the point, the strange thing is that after entering the fortress, all traces of the Dark Knight are lost. Along the way, the team didn't run into other Native professions and players, but they were just as helpless.

"Go up to the tower and have a look."

Charles stepped forward with a few light steps and said to Malthus and Doreen, who were talking in a low voice.

"Towers?"

Malthus glanced at the priest in surprise, followed his gaze at the dilapidated tower about 30 feet in front of him, and nodded with a little mutter.

The wooden door to the entrance to the ground floor of the tower had collapsed, and there were several goblin corpses that had turned into skeletons.

Twitter.

A series of screams came from the darkness in the corner, and everyone looked at it, and it turned out to be seven or eight hungry, like wild dog-like mouses, rushing towards them with fierce eyes.

"Hey, these crumbs, the boss told me to-"

The orc warrior 'Gollum' in the team took the initiative to pat his chest and ask for help, Malthus glanced at him and said lightly, "Save time, don't play acrobatics for me." ”

"Acrobatics? Not! ”

The orc warrior shouted and picked up his long axe and rushed into the room, activating a combat skill in the more swarm without saying a word, and in an instant, the axe was heavily shadowed.

Bang bang.

A large amount of damage floated out on the body of the dire rat that was knocked away, and the two-handed heavy tomahawk of 'Gollum' had a high critical strike rate, and the dinosaur that was hacked to death was all miserable, or disemboweled, or the entire head was cut off.

"How?"

In just a dozen seconds, the half-orc warrior walked back with a blood-drenched battle axe, his face full of pride.

"Acrobatics." A few green tendons loomed on Marssar's forehead, as if he was holding back the fire.

"Huh?" The orcs were surprised.

"Acrobatics!"

The female druid Doreen was also speechless, covered her forehead and said, "Just a few level 1 dinosaurs, can you waste a group combat skill?" Do you know what's going on right now? ”

"Brother, it's not like I won't help you this time." The little wanderer came over and stood on tiptoe and slapped Gollum on the shoulder. He raised his voice and said, "You're a player." And not a true orc. Please don't put yourself in the role of a half-orc and forcibly lower your IQ......"

Charles watched from the sidelines, and his heart couldn't help but laugh and cry.

In the exploration adventure, every combat skill is extremely valuable, and it can be said that it is something that lowers the box, and it is definitely not used to abuse vegetables.

Fortunately, there are no orc members in his Nordasil team for the time being, and if there is one in the future, the IQ will fail. He wasn't going to hold back like Malthus.

Zhang Ze was more out of luck than this half-orc when he was a warrior, but at least the IQ level is worth mentioning, and the succubus who coexists with beauty and cunning doesn't know how many scabs have been killed.

The crowd followed a spiraling stone staircase to the top of the tower.

The 30-foot-tall tower is the towering point of the entire megalithic fortress, and from the tower platform, you can see the shadowy fires in the surrounding area.

"Shall we come here to blow the wind?"

Unconsciously of any reason, the orc warrior grinned to the edge of the platform, leaning on the wall, stretching his arms and closing his eyes to meet the breeze blowing in the direction of the forest. If he's an elf, tall and tall. He is handsome and has long flowing hair. That scene must be full of picturesque.

It's a pity that this is a half-orc, with large eyes, pointed ears, a wide flat nose, thick body hair, and pronounced canine teeth, all of which completely spoil the beauty.

Except for Gollum himself, everyone ignored him.

"Does the spell slot record have 'Illumination'? Charles looked at the black-robed mage in the group.

"Of course." The mage's answer was simple.

"Okay, then light your staff, and I'll follow." Charles nodded.

The female druid Doreen showed a confused expression and wanted to ask, but was stopped by her male companion Malthus. The Overseer shook his head at her and whispered, "Just look at what he does." ”

The mage pulled out his dark wooden staff and chanted the incantation.

Charles also took out his holy emblem, completely spread out his palms, held the holy emblem high, slightly closed his eyes, and chanted words in his mouth.

"[Illumination]!"

"[Illumination]!"

In an instant, almost at the same time, both the mage's black wood staff and the charr's golden emblem erupted with an incandescent light, and the light continued to expand, rapidly spreading out from the tower.

"Keep pumping out the magic!"

Charles held the emblem and tried to condense the light from the object into a bunch, like a searchlight in the distant sky, and swept through the boulder fortress.

The mage player saw Charles's actions and followed suit.

The two of them joined forces, and soon visited the megalithic fortress, but there was no shadow of the Dark Knight.

"They're hiding indoors?" Charles frowned and lifted the spell and lowered the emblem. The mage put away the black wood circle, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Impossible, there are so many players, as well as those shrewd aborigines, they must have checked the castle room, but there is no major battle movement." ”

With such a question-and-answer analysis, except for the orc warriors who were still enjoying the night view of the forest, everyone else had some flickering eyes and had their own thoughts.

"Chamber of Secrets!"

"Dungeon!"

First the little wanderer 'Big Rat, Big Rat, Big Rat', said the Chamber of Secrets, and then Malthus gave another answer.

"It's all possible." Doreen shrugged.

"Even if it is a large secret room space, it is difficult to hide nearly a hundred dark knights without leaving any traces......" Charles stared at him, smiled and continued: "The nose of the aboriginal bounty hunter is sharper than that of the magic dog, no matter what race the secret room is, it can't be hidden in their eyes at all. ”

"There's only one possibility."

"Dungeons?" Malthus slightly grasped the hilt of his two-handed greatsword, his fingers faintly revealing the white phalanges, and said, "Not well prepared." ”

"If we want to explore the dungeon, we simply don't have enough supplies!" His voice was low.

"But there's no going back now."

Charles spread his hands and said, "Maybe tonight, the natives will be able to discover the entrance to the dungeon, and then besiege the blight and the dark knights, and by the way, take the treasures of the dungeon." ”

"If you 'Glory Alliance' have sufficient funds, you should buy the potions and torches on their bodies at double the price when the other players don't react, and of course you also need enough food and water, as well as special tools such as whetstones, after all, you don't know how big the dungeon under the ruins is." (To be continued......)