A different world game? A different world game!

Chapter 117 Back-up preparation
After Kana's precise and simple persuasion.

Lurek quickly got rid of his decadent state. After all, it was just the confusion after the collapse of faith.

In reality, there are still many tribesmen and compatriots who need him to save. After all, this is his responsibility, and it is the responsibility that Yata, as a dwarf, must shoulder.

The two of them ran forward in Ashforge Castle and soon arrived at the real front battlefield.

"kill!"

"Battle requires blood!"

"Hahahaha!"

This place has already become a mess and extremely chaotic.

All the dwarves were fighting each other, and it could be seen that all of them were affected, with almost no exceptions.

One could even see dwarves lying in a pool of blood.

"Wake up!" Getari roared and smashed down hard with the hammer in his hand.

This blow abruptly smashed a hole in the opposing sword. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Getari kicked the dwarf in the stomach, sending him flying and crashing into the wall of a nearby house.

"Catch him!" As his voice fell.

A halfling who had been waiting nearby immediately threw out his net from the side. With a special pulling force, he immediately imprisoned the enemy the moment it covered him, leaving him entangled and unable to struggle.

Seeing this, Getari sighed and turned to look to the other side.

There, another dwarf Night's Watchman was fighting with his compatriots.

"We still need everyone to accept the blessing. We must make Yata and the others accept it!"

Getari made up his mind.

There is always a status in his status bar that needs to be judged.

[Demon Blood: The demon blood in the body is affected and boiling. A judgment will be made when in any combat, blood, or chaotic environment. The judgment conditions are related to the sum of individual attributes.

A judgment is made every 10 minutes. If a judgment fails, one point of spirit will be deducted, physical strength will be enhanced, and the attack will be confused until the next judgment.

It is an enhanced version of what he suffered before, but because it is digitized, the condition he suffered is written very clearly.

This leads to the fact that the ambiguous state of being affected does not exist in reality.

If a failure is detected, the opponent will not fall completely, but will lose a little spirit. Once an attack is launched, the target will be randomly selected.

In this case, the blessed person is still conscious but cannot control his body.

Because the loss of a little energy is completely acceptable to the digitized dwarves, but once it comes to reality, the lack of digitization will make the brain completely confused.

At this time, you just need to stop attacking and dodge, or simply hide first and wait for the next judgment to resolve it.

Simply put, because it's a digital panel and the world is watching, it's very difficult to be forced to fall into depravity simply because you don't want to.

In addition, Dwarven Night Watchmen are generally stronger due to the blessing, and are difficult to be affected.

Not to mention that they are now in the center of the battlefield, where the dwarves are the most severely affected.

And his status bar also tells them very bluntly why they are being controlled in this way.

"I'm ready to accept it." Lurik came over.

Getari was surprised: "Yata, you are finally willing to come out of that haunted room."

Lurik nodded and looked at Getari calmly: "They are all affected. Even I can't suppress the fighting spirit that is about to burst out from within me.

You are still unaffected, even in battle, is it because of a blessing?"

He wanted to get an accurate answer, spoken by his compatriots.

Getari nodded.

"Really, that's good!"

This also helped him make up his mind.

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and look at Kana, but a figure fell from the roof next to him.

Another vampire half-demon.

Getari went straight to meet him: "I'll do it, you go first, I'm ready."

Kana nodded and led Lurek forward again.

Lurik could already see it, not far away.

The huge figure flapping its wings in the air was so conspicuous under the moonlight.

Looking at the huge figure, Lurek realized that it was the real devil. The one who blocked their way before was not a devil at all.

And in front of him.

It was Sergio, the lord of Ashforge Castle, who was fully armed at this moment, the warhammer in his hand flashing with brown light.

"Let's go around." Kana said, taking Lurek to hide and go around to the other side.

He did not rush directly into the front battlefield to help Sergio deal with the man who was obviously the main planner of the whole incident.

"Demon, get down!" The castle lord below roared, holding up his war hammer.

The demon fluttered its wings and laughed in mid-air: "Hahahaha, it really makes me nostalgic. Your ancestors once wore the same armor as yours."

"So, you are here for revenge?" Sergio raised his war hammer.

"No, that's not right. Hahahaha, your ancestor is kneeling in front of me, asking for my blessing." The devil laughed heartily.

"Ridiculous golden dwarf, golden blood!"

"Bullshit." Sergio couldn't bear to listen any longer. He couldn't think about it any further.

He swung the war hammer in his hand forward fiercely.

In an instant, a huge mud tip shot up from the ground in front of him, cutting through the air and rushing in front of the demon.

But it was grabbed and squeezed hard by his huge hand and crushed into pieces.

"What? Don't you believe it?"

As he spoke, the devil raised his hand and hooked his finger in a direction.

There were two dwarves fighting there, and with this blow, the two dwarves immediately fell to the ground.

Immediately some demonic characteristics began to appear on his body. Seeing this, Sergio rushed forward.

He couldn't just let the devil work his magic, he had to stop him.

A stone pillar immediately rose from the ground beneath his feet, pushing him in front of the devil.

The war hammer hit the demon hard.

This attack was without mercy, and in anger, the speed of the attack was extremely fast.

The demon was knocked down from mid-air and smashed through the ground.

"So, so weak."

Sergio expressed his own thoughts, he also thought that this demon would be very strong.

After all, it is too exaggerated to say that one person can influence all dwarves by some means, even if all dwarves in Ashforge have demon blood in their bodies.

He expected the enemy to be very strong, but this serious fight made him realize that the enemy was much weaker than he thought.

In the smoke and dust.

With a fierce flap of its wings, the strong wind it created completely blew away the surrounding smoke and dust.

Revealing the demon that had already crawled up.

"You dwarves should be slaves!"

However, Sergio didn't bother to pay attention to him. He had no habit of talking nonsense with the enemy. He just wanted to kill the enemy completely.

He jumped down directly from the stone pillar, smashing down like a meteor.

This time the demon didn't dare to take it head-on. He jumped out of the pit and avoided the attack.

However, just as he jumped out, a war hammer flew towards him and hit him hard, immediately knocking him back and sending him flying for a long distance until he was stopped by a house.

The hammer flew back and was held in Sergio's hand.

The dwarf's attack is powerful and fast.

"How dare you treat my people like this? I will chop off your head and hang it on the stone tower of Ashforge!"

After he finished speaking, a faint light flashed on both sides of the warhammer, and the mud and rocks under his feet adhered to it, and it suddenly turned into an exaggerated double-edged battle axe.

Obviously, after roughly knowing the enemy's strength, he wanted to get rid of the enemy in one go to avoid any more accidents.

"Hahahaha, I like you very much. You will become my most perfect slave, just like your ancestors!"

The demon said as he suddenly grabbed Sergio's direction.

Sergio immediately half-knelt on the ground, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were almost completely filled with red.

His whole body began to tremble, but he tried to suppress it.

The anger of the affected tribesmen, the catharsis of battle, and the influence of the demonic blood in their bodies.

He was unable to withstand this sudden attack.

After all, the devil's blood has been with him all his life, penetrating into his bones, and it is difficult to suppress it even if it is slightly aroused.

"Do you feel it? This is the proof of slavery, golden blood? Hahahaha, you will become the vanguard of blood slaves, perfect warriors!"

The demon stood up and walked towards Sergio, who was half-kneeling on the ground and suppressing him madly. The demon pupils in his eyes exuded undisguised greed.

"Lurek!" Kana wanted to stop him, but the angry Lurek rushed out directly.

"Trouble is, dwarves are stubborn indeed."

Even Lurik, the most rational among the dwarves, was furious at this time.

After rushing out, he raised his long-handled war hammer.

It was surrounded by strong electric light, and huge amounts of lightning fell directly from above in the dark night.

The lightning fell so fast that the demon had no time to react and was enveloped by a large amount of lightning.

"Uhhhhhhhh!"

Screams emerged from the lightning.

Without hesitation, Lurik threw the lightning-wrapped warhammer fiercely. Almost every dwarf who used a hammer was trained in the flying hammer move.

The war hammer was wrapped in a large amount of electric light and turned directly into an extremely fast electric ball in the air, rushing into the electric light.

It hit the enemy hard, triggering even stronger lightning to fall.

"boom!"

A powerful explosion occurred.

The explosion caused electric snakes to flow wildly everywhere.

Lurek was extremely fast, his body covered with lightning.

This gives him some sort of buff status effect.

When the demon's body was smoking and charred all over due to the electric shock, he was knocked to the ground by a heavy punch of lightning.

The whole person fell to the ground.

"Fideo!" the demon shouted.

A demon flew out of nowhere and hit Lurek without hesitation.

The two of them rolled down into a ball.

This gave the devil a chance to catch his breath.

He stood up, anger gushing from his eyes, and looked without hesitation at Lurik who was fighting with Fideo.

Fideo, who rushed over to rescue, was obviously no match for his opponent and was at a disadvantage after just one or two moves.

The demon grabbed fiercely in the direction of Lurek.

Lurek half-knelt on the ground in an instant.

Fideo took this opportunity and swung his sword.

However, Lurek was not completely powerless to fight back, and he blocked it in an instant.

"Hehe, a saner dwarf?"

The demon muttered to himself.

The influence of the demon's blood is not insurmountable, but it is not something the Gray Mountain Dwarves can easily overcome.

As former golden dwarves, the Gray Mountain Dwarves are undoubtedly warlike.

Getari, who is fond of fighting, can be regarded as the least warlike among the dwarves.

Lurik, who has become a sage and is respected as Yata, will only become more rational.

Rationality in combat is the key to suppressing the influence of demon blood, but this is obviously not in line with the overall character of the dwarves.

Or rather, it does not conform to the overall character of the Gray Mountain Dwarves, part of which is their tradition and part of which is their bloodline.

"Another good slave. It turns out that I made the right choice here." The devil laughed loudly, his voice filled with joy.

……

"Drink! Drink!"

The brewmaster pulled a huge cart piled high with open barrels, and the aroma of beer spread along the road.

He shouted, surrounded by Blake's guards.

Smelling the aroma of wine and listening to the shouts of the wine master, even the dwarves who were fighting with each other around them couldn't help but stand still.

"Wine? Where's the wine?"

"I want to drink, give it to me!"

"coming!"

At this moment, these dwarves managed to break free from the influence and ran towards the direction of the carriage.

Because of the previous soothing ceremony and the heavy atmosphere in Ashforge, most of the dwarves hadn't drunk alcohol for a while, which was why the alcohol had such a significant impact on them.

Watching this scene, the brewmaster took a deep breath and turned to look at Blake and the others: "I hope you Night's Watchmen didn't lie to me."

Blake smiled and said, "Trust us."

Khanna has been preparing for today since he decided who his opponent would be.

After all, it is inevitable to be affected by the devil's blood in the body, and the devil will definitely not be able to hide for long.

I have never seen any of [Lord of the Bone Skull]'s subordinates be patient.

Karna had naturally made many preparations for this, including the basically foreseeable situation where a large number of dwarves would be affected and fall into a frenzy of battle.

Being able to use wine to temporarily relieve the dwarves from their frenzy was exactly what Cana had seen in the game.

The scene was so outrageous that no player who had experienced that mission could forget it.

Who can justify the fact that the desire to drink actually suppressed the boundless fighting spirit that was about to degenerate?

Dwarves can do things like this, and you can imagine that for dwarves, wine is the blood flowing in their bodies.

"I hope the recipe is useful."

Several dwarves rushed over and drank beer in big gulps. As the beer poured in, the scarlet in their eyes began to fade.

"My head hurts so much, who hit me?"

"Hiss~ My legs seem to be breaking."

"Are you hitting me?"

The group of dwarves gradually lost their fighting spirit, and the brewer's eyes widened as he watched this scene.

"I've been brewing wine for so many years, and I never thought there was such a recipe." The winemaker's expression was full of surprise and joy.

It was as if this incident opened the door to a new world in an instant.

I never thought of going in this direction, but now it seems feasible.

"Hurry, hurry, Night Watchman, let's hurry to the next place!"

He was suddenly filled with energy. Even among the dwarves, his body was considered old, but it was unknown how much strength he suddenly unleashed. He rushed out with a large number of barrels.

"Wait, there are enemies!"

Another half-vampire demon, who had been observing from somewhere, suddenly fell from the sky, flapped its wings, and slashed at the brewing master without hesitation.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"

With a powerful punch, he knocked the charging demon away.

It hit Blake directly in front of him.

Blake and his companions looked at the enemy who fell in front of them and was already dying.

Only then did I realize that this seemingly harmless old dwarf was actually so powerful.

Perhaps because of his age and experience, the old dwarf has completely restrained his temperament.

The sword slashed.

"It feels weird." Blake complained as he looked at the numbers popping up in the corner of his eyes.

There is a feeling of getting something for nothing.

However, this experience is surprisingly quite high. It is the first time for him to gain so much experience in a unit.

This shows that the enemy's strength is at least at the same level as his.

"Come on, what are you dawdling for?"

The brewer's dissatisfied voice came from the front, and Blake and his companions hurriedly followed.

Leaving behind were the dwarves who were drinking and slowly recovering from the affected state.

On the streets of Ashforge.

Lelia was running wildly on the street. Facing the affected dwarf rushing towards her, she lashed out with the spear in her hand without hesitation.

Just one blow can send the dwarf flying.

With clever techniques and strength, the dwarf can be knocked unconscious.

Her target was not the dwarves at all, but a fleeing vampire half-demon.

A gust of wind suddenly blew, and the half-demon above his head suddenly became unstable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lelia stopped immediately, and the Fire Eye Spear in her hand immediately ignited with flames, and she threw it out fiercely.

The spear transformed into a stream of fire and shot up into the sky.

It hit the half-demon accurately and pierced a huge hole in its head.

It fell straight down from the sky and hit the ground in a distorted posture.

"Yeah, done."

Looking at the number jumping up and down at the corner of her eyes, Lelia nodded with satisfaction.

"Abis, are you done?"

The strong wind just now must have been caused by Abis.

Sure enough, Abisi came out from the alley next to her.

He waved the wooden stick in his hand.

The Eye of Fire spear that was pierced into the big demon was lifted up by the breeze and flew towards Lelia.

"It's really terrifying. We can fall into this state without realizing it, fighting each other."

Lelia, holding a spear, looked at the scene in Ashforge Castle and couldn't help but speak.

Although she is warlike, she does not want to fight forever, let alone a controlled fight like this.

A cry came from the sky.

A half-demon corpse was thrown from the sky, hit the ground, and turned into a pile of mud.

Watching the pterosaurs flying through the darkness.

Lelia couldn't help but say, "It's good to be able to fly."

(End of this chapter)