Dungeon Player

Chapter 158 The Whisper of the Ancient God (24, please vote for monthly votes)

The players in the Eternal Kingdom dungeon welcomed Hoe He, Sylvanas, Burning Chest Hair, Umekawa Kuko and Arthur with great enthusiasm.

As for Sherlock, Goudan, Xueba and Evelin, the players didn't have many people talking to them other than walking around them.

Because they want to know the plot first-hand, of course they have to ask the five players who followed them.

"How's it going? What happened at the Winterfell gathering?"

"Wocao, we saw a giant dragon! We will go to the forum to post pictures later!"

"Why don't the officials show us a storyline animation for us to watch! We also want to watch a storyline animation!"

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Sherlock took Evelin, Xueba, and Goudan back to the core hall.

When Sherlock sat on the chair, Goudan looked at the solemn look on Sherlock's face and couldn't help but whisper to the top student next to him:

"What is the Ancient God? The name sounds so handsome!"

The top student turned to look at Goudan:

"It is mentioned in the compulsory education textbooks that as gods from the old era, they once dominated the underground world and the surface world, and held both worlds in their hands. However, ten thousand years ago, they were defeated by the superior demons. The underground world led by the leader and other New God forces joined forces to defeat it. Have you never attended compulsory education?"

"The Dragon of the Abyss, the Lord of the Dark Flame, does not need education from others!"

Goudan said.

"You all should go out first."

Sherlock put his hands on his forehead and his voice was horribly low.

The top student saluted Sherlock, then turned and walked out.

Evelin pinched her fingers nervously. Seeing Sherlock's worried look, she could only turn around and go out. As an incompetent succubus, she could not give Sir Sherlock any help.

Goudan skillfully brewed a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea. He sighed with a sigh, then used his two short legs to move his fat body to Sherlock's side and put the bloody chrysanthemum tea on Sherlock's chest. Next to him, he dragged a chair.

Sherlock held his forehead, stretched out a hand, and said:

"Thanks."

Then caught an empty one.

"Gudong, Gudong." Sherlock raised his head and saw Goudan moving a chair to sit next to him, holding the bloody chrysanthemum tea in his two paws, and drank it happily.

"Ha... it sure tastes good. Do you have any more? I've finished it. This is the last bit." Goudan put the tea cup down, then looked at Sherlock and asked:

"Aren't you going to play that game where the undead roll around and avoid the hammer? I'm still waiting to see."

"Get out of here."

Sherlock pointed to the door and said.

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"Sir Sherlock doesn't seem to be very happy, but I can understand it. After all, things like ancient gods are quite difficult whether it was ten thousand years ago or in another world. After I was awakened, I didn't listen. When anyone mentioned the ancient gods, I thought they were dead. After all, they were sealed one by one ten thousand years ago," Blue continued:

"If Lord Sherlock is really worried, if the underground world cannot defeat the Ancient God of the Abyss, why don't we seek refuge with the Ancient God? Players from other worlds are very compatible with the Ancient God. In fact, many of them belong to the Ancient God. Fan Believers.”

"Why should I seek refuge with those ancient gods who have been on the streets for thousands of years?" Sherlock raised his head and sighed:

"Actually, I don't take the ancient gods' matters to heart, I just..."

"Just what? If even the ancient gods can't make Lord Sherlock worried, then what exactly makes Lord Sherlock look so troubled." Blue asked in confusion.

"I did some calculations, and suddenly realized that I seemed to have been tricked by myself." Sherlock spread his hands and said seriously:

"I tried every means to keep a black dragon cub, but I just saw the father of the black dragon cub leaving without hesitation, and suddenly I realized that leaving a black dragon cub would not do me any good."

Sherlock asked:

“Can Goudan mine minerals?”

"With Goudan's current endurance, I'm afraid not."

"Can he help me fight World of Warcraft?"

"It would be very difficult for Goudan to defeat a giant lizard close to three digits at the moment. If he encounters a monster, he will be hammered to death in about a second."

"Can he help me earn magic stones?"

"I'm afraid it would be a bit difficult without considering dismantling the dog eggs and selling them."

Sherlock slapped the table and said:

"This cub even drank up all the bloody chrysanthemum tea I had in stock! According to Goudan's eating speed, the dungeon's current meat inventory will be eaten up in three days, and I have to spend magic stones to Feed it. Apart from using him to increase the use of magic and the new race of kobolds, I don’t seem to have any actual benefits. From the beginning to the end, only those players seem to enjoy it.”

"Why don't we sell the dog eggs? Before selling, prepare some more kobold potions. Tens of thousands of people will be enough." Blue suggested:

"This will allow us to get back to our roots a little bit."

"Your proposal is good, but after the commotion in Winterfell when the dragon comes, who do you think would buy a black dragon cub from me?" Sherlock asked. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and thought for a while:

"Goudan has to work. The job of secretary is no longer suitable for him. He is in my lord's hall. He only eats and drinks all day long. The most important thing is that he disturbs me from learning other games. If I don't If his work reflects his value, then I might as well send him home.”

Sherlock walked around the room, thought for a moment, then returned to the computer and started typing on the keyboard.

[Temporary patch: New magic skill trainer NPC—Gou Dan]

"What Lord Sherlock said makes sense, but I think we should be more concerned about [Whispers of the Ancient Gods] at this time than caring about Goudan."

After Blue finished speaking, Sherlock thought for a while and picked up the report sheet he took from the beast. The content on it was basically the same as what the Onion City Lord said at the Underground City Lords' meeting.

[Archaeological Discovery Document No. 85 of Ancient Relics: Whispers of the Ancient Gods]

"According to the latest information, due to the destruction of the dragon, the rune magic circle of the 85th Ancient Ruin itself was disrupted, causing the time and space of an unknown location to be connected to the 85th Ancient Ruin. The original 85th Ancient Ruin The ruins have become a bridge connecting the two.

What's worse is that from the torn space and time, our senior investigators discovered the whispers of the ancient gods!

The most terrifying thing is that there are already believers of the ancient gods, those abyss creatures, appearing near the 85th ancient ruins through the torn time and space!

If we don't act as soon as possible, endless followers of the Old God will appear from the torn space and time just five days away from Winterfell.

We must take back the 85th ancient ruins and repair the torn time and space! "

"Blue, what do you think?" Sherlock asked.

"Lord Sherlock, I think this is a big crisis. We can either lead the way for the ancient god, or we can fight with all our strength and lead the way before we are defeated." Blue said seriously.

"It's better to lead the way. When the believers of the ancient gods see us, the superior demons are just like seeing the enemy who killed their father," Sherlock continued:

"This is a rare good opportunity for us, a brand new large copy!"

"Sir Sherlock's idea is really great! But let me correct you, Sir Sherlock, if those players are allowed to participate in the battle, it should be called a scenario battle, which is more appropriate," Blue said with emotion.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a name." Sherlock said indifferently.

"So is Lord Sherlock ready to join the war?"

"Of course, with so many benefits, why not join the war? Even if it is just fishing and cleaning the battlefield, those players can get a lot of fun, right? They can also take the opportunity to ask for standard equipment and commissions. I have never I have loved the ancient gods as much as I do now." Sherlock quickly started typing on the computer.

"It's time to release a new version."

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