Chapter 19: Rat Tide! Monster Siege!

At Lord Jia Qi's command, all the rat-men in the Beifeng Mine boiled over, grinding their teeth and preparing to pounce and tear the invaders to shreds.

And at this very moment, the players grinding monsters in the mine were still completely unaware.

Having finished off a slave rat backed into a corner, the Pig-Headed Knight trotted up, used a small knife to cut off the rat's tail, and tied it to his ribcage with a knot.

"Tenth one! 1000 Nether Coins in the bag! Gahaha!"

The 【Bull-Headed Warrior】, carrying a short sword and shield, followed behind him, communicating with a creaking sound.

"Keep it up, you're still 10 short of the 50 contribution points."

Pig-Headed Knight: "Damn it! How come there are still so many?!"

Bull-Headed Warrior: "It's because you've been AFK for too long. At first, these rats were quite easy to catch; you could have gathered them all quickly."

He had already gathered his 20 tails long ago, and was still grinding monsters purely to keep his good brother company.

If it weren't for keeping company with this pit-falling idiot, he would probably be mining with those life-profession players right now.

Mining 1000 jin of coal or iron ore also rewarded 50 contribution points.

Completing both of these daily tasks with the highest returns would yield 100 contribution points a day.

Work hard, and in 10 days, you could reach Black Iron, and then the sky would be the limit.

The Pig-Headed Knight had a miserable look on his face, unable to help but curse under his breath.

"Damn... Shengxisi."

The Bull-Headed Warrior asked knowingly with a cheeky smile.

"It was the Demon King who banned your account; why are you cursing Shengxisi?"

The Pig-Headed Knight rolled his eyes.

"None of your business! I'll curse whoever I want!"

"Hahaha!"

No longer teasing his good brother, the Bull-Headed Warrior walked in front with his shield, preparing to find the next unlucky little mouse.

However, at this very moment, a ground-shaking tremor suddenly came from not far ahead of the two skeletons.

It felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping, and at the same time, it was accompanied by mountain-shaking and sea-roaring shouts.

The Pig-Headed Knight's jaw dropped, his eyes staring blankly at the pitch-black darkness ahead.

"What's the situation?!"

Also noticing the movement ahead, the Bull-Headed Warrior's eyes instantly became sharp.

"Something's not right, buddy..."

According to the usual routine, this situation meant either an elite monster was spawning, or a BOSS was spawning.

Yet he felt it didn't look like either.

Seeing the ground-shaking tremor getting closer, he knew he didn't have time to hesitate, so he decisively threw away the equipment in his hand and pulled his good brother to the side.

"What are you doing?!" Seeing the Bull-Headed Warrior's actions, the Pig-Headed Knight was stunned.

"Playing dead! What else can I do?! We're just two skeleton soldiers; if we really run into a boss, wouldn't that be a pure waste?!"

Speaking of which, he still didn't know what the death mechanism of this game was; if he had to spectate for two or three days, that would be miserable.

"Playing dead?! Can you even do that?!"

"Why not? Isn't this the basic operation of undead creatures?! Stop talking nonsense; if I tell you to lie down, you lie down!"

Put that way, it seemed quite reasonable.

The two skeletons lay motionless on the ground, as if they had been dead for a long time.

Not long after, the ground-shaking tremor finally reached their vicinity.

And at this moment, the tense Pig-Headed Knight finally saw clearly what the culprit behind the earthquake was.

"Holy crap..."

Rats!

Thousands of half-human-sized rats!

Some of them were well-equipped, wearing armor and carrying knives, while others were ragged, bare-handed and clawed.

Yet without exception, every sharp-toothed, vicious face was filled with murderous intent.

The Pig-Headed Knight even couldn't help but suspect that if these rats were really serious, they could easily wipe out the cave spiders at the entrance of the labyrinth; why would they hide in the mine to settle down?

The rat swarm stepped past the vicinity of the two skeletons, kicking up a mighty cloud of dust.

Fortunately, however, just as the Bull-Headed Warrior said, this group of rats didn't discover them.

The deafening sound finally moved away, seemingly rushing toward the direction of the Demon King's territory.

The Bull-Headed Warrior shook his head and stood up, looked at his crushed shield, and finally sighed, only picking up his short sword.

Having finally evolved into a skeleton sword-and-shield soldier, he had now regressed back into a skeleton grunt.

What a huge loss!

"... Damn, are these rats crazy?"

"Don't know, maybe they were driven crazy by being killed..."

In the span of a morning, the players in the mine each had twenty tails wrapped around their waists, having slaughtered at least seven or eight hundred rat-men.

The Bull-Headed Warrior reasonably analyzed that behind this group of rat-men, there was either a mage chanting spells, or a big rat giving orders.

"... What now?" The Pig-Headed Knight looked at him and asked.

Anyway, going home was definitely out of the question, and moving forward seemed like a dead end too.

The Bull-Headed Warrior scratched the back of his head, unable to make up his mind for a moment, and asked tentatively.

"Uh... how about we post something on the official website first?"

"And then?"

"And then... then we walk forward and see? What if we discover a boss?"

"Damn! You just said we couldn't beat it!"

"It doesn't necessarily mean we have to beat it; isn't there another line in the quest log? Discovering new landmarks also has rewards... The BOSS room should count as a new landmark, right?"

The Pig-Headed Knight glanced sideways at this guy.

The person who was just cowardly at the mention of a boss was now eager to try again.

However, he also wanted to see what the boss looked like, so he didn't stop this guy.

As for dying? Then so be it.

It's just a game anyway; if you haven't died seventy or eighty times, how can you call yourself a player? "Fine, I'll go with you and see."

"Wait for me a moment, I'm going to the official website first!"

After saying that, the Bull-Headed Warrior crouched by the wall, turned back into a corpse, and went offline to report.

Deep in the Demon King's territory, near the entrance to the first floor of the labyrinth, a few petty thieves crouched in the stone prison, trembling.

That evil mage... no, the evil Demon King was even more cunning than they had imagined; as soon as he gave them a bite to eat, he would immediately use evil arts to suck them half-dead.

That feeling was extremely uncomfortable, as if they were being hollowed out by disease and their souls were being sucked away.

"I can't take it anymore... I'm about to collapse... anyone, come and save me."

A Mu, with his bulging muscles, had already collapsed on the ground in a mental breakdown.

This berserker, who had the highest level and the toughest image in the Silver Scimitar, was unexpectedly the first to break down.

Ke Lisi had no strength to mock him.

Because she felt that she was also about to collapse.

"You say... what does that guy intend to do with us?" Grey Dog trembled, looking at the Great Swordsman Lei Kesen, who was still holding on, and asked with a face full of fear.

"Don't know..."

Lei Kesen shook his head, his eyes under his damp bangs filled with gloom and regret.

If they had known that guy was such a dangerous person, they shouldn't have waited until they were in the mine to make a move.

"... I've never dealt with a Necromancer before."

"Are there no Necromancers in the Underground Street?" Grey Dog swallowed his saliva and asked, trembling.

Compared to these old seniors, he was just a country boy who hadn't been in the business long.

The reason he joined the Silver Scimitar was partly because he wanted to get rich overnight, but more because of a certain woman.

Ke Lisi glanced sideways at this kid, her empty eyes staring straight ahead.

"Underground Street... to put it bluntly, it's just a bunch of petty thieves doing dirty work and poor wretches with no hope. As for Necromancers... those are opponents that the Lord's army needs to worry about."

So-called Necromancers are the evil of evils; only the wicked Hell would pardon their sins.

This group of guys betrayed not only the faith of Shengxisi but also the moral norms of being human.

It is said that a Silver-tier Necromancer can create disasters that make Gold-tier and even Platinum-tier knights feel troubled.

Such a rare existence, she had only heard of in rumors.

At this moment, Lei Kesen, who had been squinting and feigning sleep, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"There's movement."

Ke Lisi also reacted, flipped over and lay on the ground, listening carefully.

As a thief, what she was best at was reconnaissance; although this skill wasn't always reliable, the movement this time was extraordinary, and she wouldn't be wrong no matter what.

"It's a rat tide!"

Her face turned pale instantly, and she sprang up from the ground, threw herself onto the sturdy stone prison, and beat the indestructible stone pillars with all her strength.

"Hey! Is there anyone alive! Can you hear me! Let us out quickly!"

No one responded.

Instead, a few skeletons tilted their heads to look at her, but their clattering appearance clearly didn't understand what she was saying.

That guy...

Left them here!

Her soft, powerless fists had no lethality against the rock-made cage; Ke Lisi's eyes were filled with despair, and she wailed in a hoarse voice.

"That... Qin Qin Shi Huang... you're right nearby, aren't you?! I beg you—"

"Enough, shut up!"

A thunderous voice interrupted her pleading, and a pitch-black figure stood directly in the center of the mine tunnel.

That man with hair so purple it was almost black held a magic wand in his hand, his arrogant face filled with impatience, as if he didn't take the rushing rat swarm to heart at all.

Ke Lisi stared at him with wide eyes.

Lei Kesen on the side was the same, his eyes filled with unbelievable astonishment.

Is this guy crazy? Or is it—

Having dealt with corpses for years, he couldn't figure out what a rat tide meant at all.

"Scared like this by a few little mice... also, watch your attitude; you are my captives. Do you think I'm playing around?"

Seeing the sharp eyes shooting over, Ke Lisi was so frightened her face turned even paler, and she immediately left the side of the stone pillar, stumbling and sitting on the ground.

Luo Yan moved his gaze away from these captives, and while chanting the spell, he swung the magic wand in his right hand.

"Awaken—"

"My servants!"

In a corner not far away, that corpse, which was already emitting a foul smell, was swaying as it stood up from the ground.

Meat scraps dripped from its body, and no expression could be seen on its dull face.

Seeing this blasphemous scene, the captives were so frightened they swallowed their saliva, unable to speak.

That was their teammate, Bond—

Luo Yan stared at the corpse, a hint of surprise appearing between his brows.

This guy was clearly an ordinary person without extraordinary power, yet his soul level was Bronze? Fine.

As a puppet, his ceiling was much higher than that of an ordinary puppet.

Manipulating the puppet named Bond, Luo Yan ordered him to pick up the great sword on the ground that the players couldn't carry, and guard the surroundings of the Demon God statue.

Immediately after, he ordered Hearing You You.

"Hearing You You, gather all the players and say that the monsters have started to siege the city!"

"As long as we hold off this attack, in addition to the basic rewards of the task, each player will be rewarded with an extra 10,000 Nether Coins and 100 contribution points!"

"If we can't hold it, tell them to look forward to the next closed beta!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 20 =====