Chapter 190: The AI Interactivity Is Great!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I understand now.”
Brainiac looked at the Orc, and Brainiac’s face showed that he understood.
“That is to say, the Murmurs of the Ancient G.o.ds came from the Dungeon Core Main Hall?” Yoda asked.
Some gamers spoke.
“Shall we occupy the Dungeon Core Main Hall?”
“The Airs.h.i.+p can do that with the Magic Cannons.”
“Wait, will the Battle Campaign Scenario end when the Magic Cannons fire a shot?”
“Gosh, please don’t. I haven’t entered the Dungeon yet!”
The gamers started making a ruckus again.
“The Murmurs of the Ancient G.o.ds have corrupted the entirety of Winterfell. Did you see the gray Mana mist? Once you encounter the mist, you will be trapped in the Nightmare! To occupy the Dungeon Core Main Hall is impossible. Even if you use the Magic Cannons, they aren’t able to harm Winterfell as it has an anti-Mana s.h.i.+eld. Without the Merchant Alliance’s approval, nothing can penetrate the s.h.i.+eld.” the Winterfell Orc said with a doomed expression.
“Moreover, there’s a group of Ancient G.o.ds believers who guard the Dungeon Lord Main Hall, which you have to enter to shut off the s.h.i.+eld. Winterfell is doomed. The Merchant Alliance’s army will come and destroy this area. Since the army hasn’t arrived, leave quickly. We are seeking reinforcements.”
The Orc left with 100 of his comrades.
The emotionless Brainiac returned to his post as though nothing had happened.
Yoda sighed and gazed at the nearby Winterfell.
Then a group of figures ran forward. They were Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men.
“Wait… wait a moment! Why are you entering Winterfell?”
Yoda looked bewildered at the fearless citizens of Eternal Kingdom.
“We are raiding… ah, wrong. We’re saving Winterfell!” a Gnome shouted as he ran into the distance.
The gamers obtained a new mission:
[Mission t.i.tle: Shut down the Winterfell anti-Mana s.h.i.+eld.
Mission Description: To allow the Airs.h.i.+p to have a precision strike on the Dungeon Core Main Hall, you have to shut down the anti-Mana s.h.i.+eld. Occupy the Dungeon Lord Main Hall. Follow subsequent mission instructions to complete the mission.
Mission Reward: Winterfell will provide the rewards.
Mission Tips: In Winterfell, there are lots of Underworld traitors and corrupted Ancient G.o.ds believers. Please operate in groups.]
The gamers started forming their groups.
Dragonborn, SealHeadLingChong, and TakeASpearHit formed a team as they advanced towards Winterfell.
Dragonborn had been to Winterfell before, so this was his second time in Winterfell. Previously, he traveled via the Teleport Portal. This time, he walked in through the Dungeon gate. The feelings were different.
For all the gamers, it was a new experience to be in the huge Winterfell. It wasn’t accessible previously, but it was now open to the gamers in this Battle Campaign Scenario.
It was dead quiet in Winterfell. The gray Mana pervaded the entire Dungeon. All the inhabitants of Winterfell were unwittingly controlled by the Murmurs of the Ancient G.o.ds and trapped in an endless Nightmare.
In the Teleport Portal Main Hall, the Teleport Portals were now controlled by the Orcs, Gnomes, and Werewolves whose eyes were emitting red brilliance. Only devout believers of the Chaos Ancient G.o.ds weren’t affected by the Murmurs of the Ancient G.o.ds.
After they controlled the Teleport Portals, the first thing they did was to change the coordinates of the destinations of the portals. Then countless Ancient G.o.ds believers streamed out from the portals to occupy Winterfell.
A tall Werewolf was the commander of the corrupted believers. He was called Cruel Malevolence.
He looked at Winterfell, which was pervaded by the Murmurs of the Ancient G.o.ds. More and more Ancient G.o.ds believers walked out from the portals behind him. Previously, they could only struggle with their existence in the Underworld. Soon, the situation would reverse!
The great Ancient G.o.ds would make use of the Winterfell’s Dungeon Core to open the bridge between the Underworld and the time and s.p.a.ce dimension. They would construct a gigantic Teleport Portal that could allow the Ancient G.o.ds to descend in this world!
The evil Underworld should have the look of an Underworld! What had the Underworld become?
Order? Peace? Commerce? Going to Work? Employers paying salaries? Even Gnomes could become Dungeon Lord?
What a joke! It should be a world dominated by the Ancient G.o.ds from millions of years ago. It should be in chaos, with a strict hierarchy of status, and governed by the strong-over-the-weak rule. That was the real Underworld!
And I, Cruel Malevolence, will be the new superior Devil with the help of the Ancient G.o.ds! These current superior Devils who are dumb will be disposed of by the changing times!
The more he thought about it, the more excited Cruel Malevolence became. He envisioned himself having a Dungeon and becoming an evil superior Devil with the help of the Ancient G.o.ds. His entire body was covered in green, pus-filled blisters, and he had a pair of bat wings. He would have unlimited power provided for his use.
He saw himself ma.s.sacring others on the battlefield, those decadent new age Devils knelt on the ground to plead for forgiveness.
After conquering the Underworld, he, Cruel Malevolence, would lead his innumerable Ancient G.o.ds army and attack the Surface World and the high almighty Heavenly Kingdom…
He imagined the beautiful life in the future until a group of green-skinned figures appeared in his sight—a group of ten Gnomes.
The Gnomes were all equipped with various weapons and armor.
What was that? Comrades?
Cruel Malevolence was taken aback. He raised his hand and beckoned his Ancient G.o.ds believers not to be rash. The group of Gnomes also stopped in their tracks when they were 30 meters away. He could hear their conversation.
“Gos.h.!.+ There are monsters here!”
“Don’t attract aggro. Let’s go and get more gamers.”
“Wait for me to grab some screenshots. Gosh, this scene is way too cool.”
“There, that creature looks like an elite team leader. I’m nervous.”
“Don’t you panic. At most, we’ll die. Haven’t you died before?”
“Don’t die, it’s not easy for us to salvage good stuff.”
“There are lots of motionless guards. The equipment is more than enough for you to salvage.”
The group of Gnomes chatted enthusiastically. Then some Gnomes ran over while some ran to Cruel Malevolence’s side. One shouted and said, “Let me attract the aggro of the BOSS to see if I can get the alias ‘Train King’.”
His other Gnome comrades shouted as well.
“Shucks! You lousy dog. Don’t sabotage us!”
“Run!”
“D*mn! We won’t form a team with you next time!”
Cruel Malevolence looked at the well-equipped Gnome who had strange green words above his head. He was relaxed and turned to his comrades and shouted jovially, “This is hilarious. You’ll flee while I get a taste of the Ancient G.o.ds army’s power! In close proximity.”
That Gnome unsheathed his weapon, which looked common to Cruel Malevolence, and then hacked at him.
The Short Sword hacked on the Breastplate of Cruel Malevolence, but the sword didn’t harm the armor at all. The Gnome was stunned and said, “Gosh, the armor defense is so high? This is confirmed a small BOSS!”
Cruel Malevolence strangled the Gnome single-handedly. To do so, he even had to bend his back.
Cruel Malevolence lifted the Gnome up. He was sure that the Gnome wasn’t an Ancient G.o.ds believer.
“Your world will be completely cleansed by me, you sc.u.mbags!” Cruel Malevolence said with a malicious smile.
He thought that the Gnome would cower in fear, but the Gnome’s face was red from the strangling. He said with pleasant surprise, “Gosh, the AI interactivity is great!”