Chapter 257

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Qin Feng drew in a sharp breath.

This, this is the effect of the 【Storm Knight】 title?

Did he make a mistake?

He remembered that in his past life, the Knight title didn't have so many stat bonuses!

However, in his past life, Qin Feng only sought out the weakest of the Guardian Knight trials.

Could it be that 【Storm Knight · Doron Taoxiaoying】 has so many bonuses because he was the founder of the Guardian Knights and the most powerful existence?

That would explain it.

That seems to make sense!

After all, the Guardian Knights are the representatives of the Will of the Gods.

They are the existences that have guarded the Continent of the Gods for thousands of years.

It is very reasonable.

And the system clearly did not intend to let Qin Feng off the hook.

"World Announcement: Congratulations to player 【Yongye (Huaxia Region)】 for successfully accepting the trial of 【Storm Knight · Doron Taoxiaoying】 and obtaining the title of 【Storm Knight】! Reputation +500,000!"

This world announcement rang out three times in a row!

"Big Boss Yongye is in the news again?"

"Nonsense, it's only normal for Big Boss Yongye to be in the news; it would be abnormal if he weren't."

"Awesome. I just tried to challenge it in the Guardian Knight interface and failed.

I remember that the 【Storm Knight】 title is ranked number one among the Guardian Knight titles."

"That goes without saying. Big Boss Yongye has always been number one; he wouldn't even bother if it weren't first place."

The Ancient Village five-man group.

"Should we go and give it a try too?" Hu Ya asked.

"Let's go. We haven't been in the news yet. How can we make a name for ourselves if we don't get in the news?" Assassin Qitian said.

"Right, although we aren't as good as Guild Master Yongye, we're still considered experts." Knight Chen Chen said: "Wouldn't it be embarrassing if we never made the news? Let's go try the trial now!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go challenge it!"

The 【Undead Scourge】 version storyline was still ongoing.

In the current Continent of the Gods, apart from the Huaxia Region which still retained a few major cities and one imperial capital,

the other regions only had one imperial capital left, struggling in resistance.

And this resistance was becoming weaker and weaker; after all, the situation was already so obvious.

More and more players from the Order faction were defecting and joining the Evil faction.

And although the situation in the Huaxia Region was slightly better, it wasn't much better.

Because Qin Feng was currently 'fishing', he hadn't taken the initiative to strike.

And the imperial capital was currently surrounded by an army of hundreds of millions of undead.

Most of the casual players were gathered in the imperial capital, participating in the defense.

It's just that the problem they faced was the same as in other regions: more and more casual players were being lost.

Every day, many players defected and joined the Evil faction.

Magic Tower.

A dozen or so powerful NPCs gathered.

Each of them possessed the strength of a God-level powerhouse.

In particular, the Magic Tower had three God-level powerhouses.

One must know that mages have always been the existence that can decide the scales of victory in war.

Having three God-level mages willing to come out of seclusion was a great encouragement to the Order faction.

At this moment, the leaders of forces such as the Knight Society, Priest Society, Shadow Tower, Hunting Alliance, and War God Temple were gathered.

They all possessed God-level strength.

And this time, they had gathered to relieve the siege of the imperial capital.

And they didn't just come themselves; they also brought most of the elite members cultivated by their forces.

In total, there were over ten thousand people.

One must not underestimate these ten thousand people.

These people were all existences with extraordinary talents.

As long as these people didn't die young, they would definitely be big shots in the future.

"Everyone, the Continent of the Gods is on the verge of collapse."

"As the backbone of the Order faction, we must not let the Evil faction act recklessly."

"Now, my Magic Tower has widely issued 'Heroic Invitations', inviting various hermit experts on the continent to come out of seclusion and gather at the imperial capital.

I don't think I need to say much about the importance of the imperial capital. Everyone, the human race has reached a life-or-death moment.

Let us join hands and save this disaster."

"Set off, to the imperial capital!"

Ancient Village.

"Heroic Invitation?"

"It's an invitation sent by that old monster from the Magic Tower. He wants us few old guys living in seclusion to come out.

And then gather at the imperial capital to resolve this disaster that threatens the entire human race. What do you think?"

"What do I think? The invasion of the Netherworld is an act of lawlessness; they deserve to die!"

"So that means we're going?"

"Of course."

"Alright then, let's go now. I never thought I'd appear in the imperial capital again after a hundred years."

"Yeah, a hundred years ago we were all young lads, ignorant and naive. We caused a lot of trouble in the imperial capital back then."

"Let's not talk about that anymore. We are all people who are about to be buried now."

In a certain unknown mountain range with beautiful scenery.

A few figures sat cross-legged in the hazy mountain mist.

"Your cultivation for today ends here, you juniors. Go back and pack your bags."

Among those figures, an old voice rang out.

"Grandpa, why should we pack our bags?"

"Grandpas are taking you juniors to the imperial capital."

"Imperial capital? Which village is the imperial capital?"

"Silly child, the imperial capital is not a village; it is a big city."

"How big is it? Is it bigger than our Stone Village? Why do we have to go there?"

"It's bigger than our Stone Village. As for why we have to go... you'll know when you grow up."

For a time, winds and clouds surged in various wild mountain gullies across the Continent of the Gods.

Those God-level powerhouses who didn't appear in the world and various great experts all received the invitation from the Magic Tower.

Very few of them refused; as long as they received the invitation, they basically planned to go.

Because there was one sentence on that invitation.

"Do you still remember the Beast race, the rulers of the continent thousands of years ago?"

"Do you still want the human race to return to that painful dark age?"

"Come back, come out. Our old bones can still fight one more time for the young people!"

"Otherwise, after the human race loses its power, how will your descendants and disciples fare?"

This kind of large-scale emergence of hermit experts had never happened before in human history.