Dennie Lucius leaves a unique impression on the players.
Very unique.
First of all, she’s very beautiful, with azure long hair and a plain gray-white long dress.
Her skin has a sickly pale hue, complented by the dazzlingly surreal gray-white crystalline landscape, giving a dreamlike fairy tale feeling.
In the monotonous colors, only those erald green eyes bring life.
However, those beautiful eyes contain a brilliance that doesn’t match a girl of fifteen or sixteen.
It’s an unfathomable depth.
Like opaque jade or a deep green pond.
And deeply hidden, a sense of indifference and apathy.
The players chat privately on the communication channel, observing and discussing this key character of version 4.0’s main quest.
They’re quite puzzled.
Despite Dennie being an ordinary person, a helpless girl, why is she so composed in her words and actions?
Saying she’s composed seems insufficient.
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The word "transcendent" is more fitting.
This transcendence is not an act but rather from her very bones.
The Polaris Squad is also among the players, observing the girl in the gray dress from afar, whispering among themselves.
"Brother Polaris, Dennie’s positioning should be similar to Anna’s; both are key characters in the main quest, yet they’re just ordinary people... In the upcoming tasks, we must protect her rigorously."
"Yes, once Dennie dies, our main quest will inevitably fail."
"This should also be considered one of the main quest’s challenges."
Their thoughts actually represent the entire player base’s mindset; after all, such a camp leader without extraordinary power is very fragile.
No one wants to allow a slip-up, leading the critical NPC to be assassinated by enemies, thus causing the main quest to fail, which would be too unjust.
Polaris remains silent for a mont, then casts a scout on Dennie.
Everything is very ordinary and mundane.
Yet he still feels sothing is off, but he can’t pinpoint it.
"Undead Foreigners, your arrival pleases greatly. With your help, the Azure King’s grand mission will surely proceed smoothly,"
Dennie said.
For so reason, although her voice was faint, every player present heard it.
The number of players in front of White King City wasn’t as many as expected, just nearly a hundred thousand, most being the "highly skilled and brave" ones, either stuck at Sequence Five for a long ti, intending to co to the Outer Continent to seek advancent opportunities or bored of the Sun Continent, opting to explore the unknown for fun.
The remaining players who chose the Outer Continent camp, with slightly weaker strength, were teleported elsewhere.
The players present felt nothing special about Dennie’s words.
They only cared about when they could officially start the task.
Fortunately, Dennie quickly continued:
"From now on, all of you are mbers of the ’Azure Snake’ rcenary Corps... Three days later, we will officially set off to the battlefield to intervene in the war of Glory, Ripple, and the la Empire. Those present can choose to camp in the wild to wait or enter White King City for rest... But I must remind you, in White King City, you must abide by the rules. If you violate the law relying on strength, you will be punished by the Azure King, don’t say you weren’t warned."
After saying this, Dennie turned and walked towards White King City.
Four azure-haired, green-eyed direct descendants of Lucius followed closely behind, forming a protective square formation like personal guardians.
Leaving many players bewildered on the spot.
After a brief silence, the crowd suddenly erupted into a clamor.
"Let’s go, let’s check out White King City."
Polaris turned to the other team mbers and said.
"Watch your behavior, don’t cause unnecessary conflicts. I always feel Dennie is far more dangerous than Queen Anna..."
"No way, Brother Polaris, scouting showed she’s just an ordinary person?"
Dragon King said puzzled.
Polaris shook his head.
"I don’t know either, but my intuition tells it’s best not to provoke her casually."
"Alright, we should trust Brother Polaris!"
Wei Yin rolled his eyes and interjected.
"He’s already a Destiny Saint, can we be more accurate than his ’Spiritual Intuition’?"
"Haha, true! With the server’s only high-ranking figure to guide us, we should speak less."
The Horseman waggled his eyebrows and eyes.
Everyone couldn’t help but smile and nod.
Turns out, Polaris’s intuition was extrely accurate.
Soon after entering White King City, they witnessed firsthand a player causing trouble and facing terrible punishnt.
It’s not that White King City’s guardians were particularly strong.
Compared to mid-sequence extraordinary players, those guardians’ martial skills, no matter how high, only fell under the category of ordinary people, leaving both sides entirely incomparable.
Yet Polaris and others observed the entire ti, the six offending players instantly transforming into six crystal statues...
The crystalline surface of the pale stone pavent spread out instantly, engulfing them!
It’s said that these six players didn’t die; instead, their Life, Physical Strength, and Sanity were drained, confined in place unable to move, even having their resurrection chances forcibly stripped away...
As to when the "imprisonnt" will be lifted, no one knows.
"The entire White King City and the surrounding areas spanning tens to hundreds of kiloters are covered in crystal... Even the ground we’re treading on is part of the ’Azure Cloth’.
Polaris stood beside a street in White King City, glanced at the hard and smooth azure stone slab beneath him, and said solemnly.
All squad mbers were quite shocked.
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