Ashen Dragon-Chapter 554 - 22 Flo

For this cause, the “Ashen Empire’s Emperor,” Cassius, thunderously enraged, calls to arms, vowing to use all strength to eradicate the demons. Starfallen, you will come to the frontline, becoming the first line of defense against the demon invasion.

Warriors, slay the demons!]

Quest goal: Hold the position, kill the demons

Quest rewards: According to the demons’ strength, players will receive corresponding Faction Contribution and Gold Coin.

Note:

Coward Demons = 5 Faction Contribution, 25 Silvernar

Kwase Demons = 20 Faction Contribution, 1 Gold Coin

Bab Demons = 500 Faction Contribution, 20 Gold Coin

Frosthorn Demons = 1500 contribution, 50 Gold Coin

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One Barlow Flame Demon = 125w Faction Contribution, 20w Gold Coin

As usual, in the Empire style, all sorts of rewards are listed above, priced clearly.

Seeing such rich rewards, Lonely as Snow’s eyes lit up.

“Fuck? This much?

If I could kill a Barlow Flame Demon, wouldn’t I be instantly wealthy?”

As he imagined this in his heart, he wiped the rough barrel of his Steam Shotgun and looked toward the nearby dense forest:

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“Never mind, what does it matter if I’m cannon fodder? As long as I can get contribution and money, it’s all good!”

In Leo Village, players were bustling about everywhere.

However, they were not building defensive fortifications but — looting, or rather zero-cost shopping, the biggest joy for RPG players!

“It’s a chest! Quick, open it to see!”

“What is it… damn, a no-quality iron hoe, what’s the use of this.”

“And this, the widow’s personal clothes from the east end of the village, who would want this stuff!”

“What about in the cabinet?”

“It’s… organic pulp, plus half a loaf of black bread, seriously, was it worth hiding this deeply?”

“Let’s check the basement too, I refuse to believe I can’t find anything good!”

“Smash that jar open! I have a feeling something’s coming out!”

“This… is it hidden equipment? No, dammit, it’s a pickled cucumber!”

In just a matter of minutes, the players had turned the whole village upside down. Every cabinet and cellar in the villagers’ homes were opened; they were almost ready to tear up the floorboards to look underneath.

Unfortunately, all they found in these villager homes were ordinary household items, even the slightly valuable items had long been taken by the villagers.

This result hugely disappointed the players.

“Damn, isn’t it logical to find Divine Artifacts used to slay demons in a villager’s house?

Or at least blast out a couple of hundred Gold Coins!”

“I told you, Erezer’s main feature is realism, think about it, do your rural homes also store AK47s year-round?”

“Hmph, I still suspect the developers left some hidden benefits, I’m going to search one more time!”

“Bang!”

The door was kicked open.

A novice clad in simple clothes, nicknamed [Riding the Wind], bellowed enthusiastically: “Open up, room check!”

“Fuck?”

He raised his hand in a French military salute.

The old man, with a cigarette in his mouth, raised the hunting shotgun in his hands, his weather-beaten eyes showing a sharp look as if he would pull the trigger without hesitation.

This was Old White’s home!

Whether it was the Starfallen, demons, or anything else, it wouldn’t change this fact; anyone who dared to intrude had to be fought to the end!

Seeing the dark muzzle of the gun, Riding the Wind stood still like a post, breaking into a cold sweat.

This villager really had substantial integrity!

He maintained the raised hand posture, forcing a stiff smile on his face, “Fellow villager, it really is a misunderstanding!

If I had known you were here, I wouldn’t have dared to intrude.”

Old White lifted the gun barrel slightly and spoke, “Get out, tell them, nobody is allowed to barge into my house!

Otherwise… well, my bullets aren’t very discerning!”

“Ah, then I won’t disturb you further, I’m off.”

Riding the Wind chuckled and continued in agreement, then fled as if escaping.

“Bang.”

The door was gently closed.

Old White set down the gun, his hands actually trembling slightly, but during the confrontation, he hadn’t shown any signs of fear.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself, the opponent, after all, was the legendary “Undying Warrior.”

“So this so-called Starfallen… that’s all, huh…”

However, for some reason, more and more shadows gathered outside the door, making Old White uneasy, and he couldn’t understand the dialogue between these Starfallen.

“Did they say there’s an old man with a gun inside?”

“Could it be a hidden NPC? Who’s going to make contact again?”

“Could this be an unassuming master, the kind who gives a Divine Sword for completing a task, the big shot of Newbie Village?”