Chapter 297: A Human
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
A huge Airship stopped outside Winterfell. It wasn’t the first ti Dragonborn ca to Winterfell. He looked at the dark Dungeon and felt nervous.
The ga environnt was very realistic.
“Prepare to land. Steady yourselves!” shouted the Mana Engineer Yoda, who was at the helm controlling the Airship.
Dragonborn and the other gars grabbed the railings nearby.
Sherlock only chose a few hundred gars to board the Airship because it couldn’t accommodate 2,000 gars.
Why did they not use the Teleport Portal to travel to Winterfell? Because all of the Teleport Portals stopped working after Winterfell lost its Mana power.
The rest of the gars could teleport via the Rune on the Airship after it had landed.
Dragonborn and the gars on the Airship would serve as the vanguard.
The gars disembarked after the Airship landed and started building their base, which was constructed by placing rocks in a circle.
The previously constructed base was demolished. But now, it was back.
“Lord Sherlock, Winterfell… looks different.” When Sherlock disembarked from the Airship, Bru’s voice appeared in his mind.
“The power of the Dungeon Core was drained. It’s normal that there is no illumination from Mana.”
Sherlock didn’t feel that it was strange. He knew what had happened in Winterfell.
“Lord Sherlock, you already planned for this! You let Andrew take away the statue so that it would drain the Dungeon Core’s power. That will leave their defense system paralyzed. We’ll let the gars attack, then Winterfell will be ours!”
Bru said excitedly, “We’ll use the resources of Winterfell as our base for conquering the world. Then we’ll begin the Third Beta Test. With Winterfell’s resources, we can afford tens of thousands of gars and expand steadily! To be honest, I was depressed when you went missing for more than ten days. I intended to carry out such retaliation, but you weren’t around, and I couldn’t perfect the plan. It’s a pity. Since you’re back, we’ll take over Winterfell!”
“What are you talking about?”
Sherlock wasn’t as excited as Bru. He looked at the quiet Dungeon and said, “We aren’t invaders. Instead of launching battle after battle, don’t you think doing business and giving favors are better? Moreover, our goal isn’t as small as Winterfell.”
“Warriors of Eternal Kingdom!”
Sherlock exerted his dominance to restrain the gars. He then shouted to the excited gars, saying, “I don’t know what you will face later. However, the relic of the great conqueror won’t be simple. You’ll sacrifice and die. But rember, you’re doing it for the Underworld and peace! Follow , warriors. Don’t be nervous or fearful, because you’re fighting for your dream!”
The gars were no longer restrained, and they started shouting.
“For the equipnt! For the furniture!”
“For Dragon Raja!”
“D*mn the scoundrels of Dragon Raja. We, the at Vegetable Rice Alliance, will kill you!”
“Wahhhh—!”
The excited gars followed behind Sherlock and marched towards the deathly quiet Winterfell…
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Dragonborn, TakeASpearHit, and SealHeadLingChong were in the contingent. The Battle Campaign Scenario was in Winterfell. However, the enemy had changed from the Ancient Gods believers to the Great Conqueror Michelangelo. To be precise, it was his relic.
Whatever it was, the gars always had loot after each battle. This was no exception.
When the gars arrived at the gate of Winterfell, they found sothing strange.
There was nobody in Winterfell, only nurous stone statues.
There were various stone statues. So were walking, so were standing, and so were opening their mouths to eat. It was as though they were turned to stone instantaneously.
“What’s up? Is dusa here?”
TakeASpearHit surveyed the strange statues. Once they entered Winterfell, they didn’t follow Sherlock. Instead, they looted the surrounding shops. Like the stone statues on the streets, the shops were turned to stone, including the furniture. TakeASpearHit wanted to carry the furniture, but the stone seed to grow out from the ground. No matter how they tried, they couldn’t carry them. Using the weapons to hack only left noticeable marks.
More and more gars ran around. After discovering that they couldn’t loot, they returned to Sherlock in disappointnt. Sherlock didn’t stop the gars.
Sherlock wasn’t concerned about the petrification. He walked towards the Winterfell Dungeon Lord Main Hall.
Inside, everything was petrified like the stone buildings outside.
There were petrified Gnos, Werewolves, and Orcs who were in a panic.
From the Dungeon Lord Main Hall, Sherlock noticed that the petrified passers-by on the streets were looking at the Dungeon Lord Main Hall.
Outside the Dungeon Lord Main Hall was a pile of fragnted rocks. It was as though a huge rock was smashed.
The gars were talking incessantly. They hadn’t seen any enemies, and they couldn’t carry any loot. It was like they were watching Plot scenery along the way.
“Seems like we have a guest.”
A stone throne was placed at the entrance of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall. A figure was sitting on the throne.
Beside the figure was a petrified superior Devil with devil wings—Andrew.
Andrew looked proud and excited. From the art perspective, it was a superior statue.
Sitting on the stone throne was a human.
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