67: Chapter 67: The Snake People and the Ancient Ruins 67: Chapter 67: The Snake People and the Ancient Ruins (Extra chapter for the leader 14112114)
It was Mo Fei’s first encounter with an Explorer template player.
This type of player was quite rare; on one hand, like Adventurers, Explorers had to spend points to play, and on the other, the combat capabilities of an Explorer were not very strong.
Their skill set mainly focused on non-combat abilities such as climbing, swimming, diving, horse riding, communication, bluffing, and archaeology.
Though they had so self-defense abilities, it wasn’t like the Adventurers, who were entirely combat-oriented by design.
The most fatal aspect was that Explorers could also die.
Although it wasn’t very common, bad luck could still lead to the destruction of their account.
Hence, generally only so hardcore niche players would choose this template.
Enveloped in tight-fitting Explorer attire, it must be said that an Elf’s figure truly was splendid.
With a lithe body that nonetheless had curves in all the right places, and especially her nimble and graceful movents, she was quite a sight moving and jumping through the snowy landscape.
However, she was running a bit fast, making it hard to keep up, particularly for Razidan in full armor, who was panting heavily.
Mo Fei simply made conversation out of boredom, “Say, is playing as an Explorer template fun?
I’ve heard it’s quite difficult.”
Enveloped in Smoke glanced at Mo Fei, her expression free of the earlier embarrassnt, “It’s alright, I guess.
Mainly, I can wander around everywhere, stroll about in chaos.
I’ve loved exploring and extre sports since I was a child, but extre sports in reality are too expensive, and there’s also the risk of dying.
After I climbed Mount Hua once, my mom nagged for half a month, so—I’d rather satisfy my cravings in the ga.”
“Can you climb up to the Sky Piercing Peak?”
“Heh, I’m not crazy.
But I have climbed Mount Hyjal and even left my mark on the World Tree.
Do you want to see?”
Although Mo Fei wasn’t particularly interested, he still nodded.
Enveloped in Smoke then brought up the pictures she’d taken with a sprite cara, where she stood atop the World Tree’s canopy, a bright and exuberant expression on her face, while a few Night Elf guards looked at her warily.
“Didn’t those Night Elves give you a hard ti?”
“As long as you grind enough Prestige in advance, it’s fine.”
“Wait a second, I rember that the continent of Kalimdor isn’t open to players yet, right?
How did you get there?”
“Indeed, it’s not open.
I went there on a Pirate ship manned by a group of Pirate players.”
“Ah?
You can do that?
Then doesn’t that an Northrend is accessible too?”
“Should be, but why would you go to Northrend?”
“No reason.” Mo Fei shook his head.
Naturally, he wanted to go to Northrend to snatch Frostmourne, but since the Orc Wars hadn’t started yet, Ner’zhul likely hadn’t beco the Lich King, which ant Frostmourne hadn’t been placed there yet.
There was no point in thinking about getting Frostmourne ahead of ti.
After chatting for a while, the atmosphere was no longer as awkward as before.
Enveloped in Smoke looked at Mo Fei, “So, what brings you all the way out here?
Don’t tell it’s so ‘duty to the Kingdom’ thing.”
“What else would I be here for?
Of course, it’s to do a quest that requires to get to the top of Sky Piercing Peak.”
Mo Fei didn’t go into detail, and Enveloped in Smoke didn’t seem interested in asking more.
“Then you’re in for so trouble.
See that storm on the mountain top?
I estimate the temperature there is at least minus forty or fifty degrees Celsius.
Even the people of Altland probably can’t stand it.
Besides, the wind speed up there must exceed that of a typhoon.
Not even Griffins or Hippogryphs can fly in.
And then, there’s the lightning—it’s not even worth ntioning.
However, maybe the storm will stop in a few days.”
If the storm would stop, Mo Fei thought it would be simple; he could just get a Griffin to fly up there, which wouldn’t be a problem for a Prince.
However, he seriously doubted this possibility; the storm clearly was not a natural phenonon but seed more like the effect of so spell.
Considering the hidden properties of the quest he had taken and the ancient nature of the quest item, that storm could have been blowing for tens of thousands of years.
Hidden quests were indeed never easy.
Now, his only clue was those ancient ruins; perhaps there, he could find a way up the mountain.
“We’re here!” Enveloped in Smoke suddenly stopped, pointing ahead toward the base of the mountain.
As expected, there was a decrepit ruin covered mostly by snow, but the traces left by so unusual civilization were still discernible.
Mo Fei looked at Enveloped in Smoke strangely; they were still miles away from those ruins.
But he quickly realized what the problem was.
Enveloped in Smoke warily scanned the snowy plains ahead.
The uneven ground seed to hide sothing beneath the snow.
“Be careful, these ice shells are hollow.
Those Naga are hiding underneath.”
She took out a Gno grenade from her pocket and threw it far into the distance.
Boom!
With the sound of the explosion, the icy ground burst apart instantly, the earth collapsed, revealing a huge depression and a dark tunnel.
An odd creature erged from the tunnel, staring at Mo Fei and the others.
This was a bizarre creature around two ters tall.
Its head and neck were nearly half its body in length, curved like a snake, with the lower half resembling a reptile.
Its body was covered with ragged cloth, one hand holding a shield and the other clutching a strangely shaped scimitar.
Naga Wanderer, humanoid monster: Level 33.
“Sss—begone, humans; this is no place for you.”
“Fire!” Mo Fei didn’t hesitate and commanded to attack imdiately.
A volley of arrows shot towards the Naga, who raised its shield to block.
However, its shield was only the size of a lid, far too small to cover its body, and it was imdiately hit by four or five arrows, letting out a painful shriek, “Sss, invaders—kill them all!”
As the Naga hissed, a dozen more Naga erged from beneath the ground, with countless exits to their lairs all around the snowy plain.
Five or six Naga Wanderers with curved swords and shields.
Four or five Naga Skinners wielding bizarre long spears.
And a Naga Flaweaver waving a magic wand, about to cast and launch a fireball,
“Retreat!
Everyone, retreat!”
With so many monsters, we couldn’t afford a direct confrontation.
Stormblade!
Mo Fei unleashed a strike of his sword, colliding with the oncoming fireball, and the air exploded into a shower of sparks.
He commanded the soldiers to quickly pull back the formation.
While retreating, the crossbown shot arrows, and the sword and shield infantry ford a line to establish a defensive front.
Unwilling to be passively attacked, the Naga sward forward.
After two were shot dead, the rest clashed with the front-line infantry.
Now was not the ti for Mo Fei to slack off.
He blocked two Naga Wanderers attempting to cut through to the rear and shouted to the Elf, “Hey, help take down that sorcerer, will you?”
After all, money had been spent; he couldn’t just stand by and watch.
The Elf girl reluctantly drew her weapon, a delicate and light burial sword.
An Explorer and Adventurers were different, not combat-oriented roles, but they did have so self-preservation ability.
At that mont, the Elf girl nimbly dodged the attacks from surrounding Naga.
She raised her hand and threw several smoke bombs, the spreading smoke obscuring the Naga sorcerer’s view.
She seized the opportunity to circle behind the sorcerer.
Thrust!
Her long sword pierced the Naga sorcerer’s heart.
While the rear was being attacked, the battle at the front started to tilt in Mo Fei and his troop’s favor.
The crossbown easily took care of the Naga that Mo Fei held at bay with their volley, then turned their fire on the Naga entangled with the infantry.
It had to be said, the royal guards of the Kingdom of Razidan were tough as nails; the Naga’s curved swords struck sparks off them.
Their health points dropped by tens as they withstood several waves of assault.
Watching for an opportunity, one managed a thrust with his spear.
With a thrusting sound, he skewered a Naga, lifting it high and flinging it away.
The crossbown chanically fired bolt after bolt, the thudding of arrows sinking into flesh was unceasing.
After seven or eight Naga were killed, the remaining ones finally realized they were outmatched and scattered, each diving into the tunnels.
Stormblade!
Thrust, the last escaping Naga was cut down.
Mo Fei was bathed in a flash of white light, leveling up again.
He looked at the dark tunnel with yearning; these Naga had strange combat styles but gave quite a bit of experience, each worth around four to five hundred experience points.
After leveling up five tis in one day, the pace was indeed not slow, but mostly thanks to having nurous minions.
For an ordinary Adventurer player to level up so efficiently would be difficult.
Mo Fei looked down the dark tunnel.
Given the Naga’s strength, he dared not carelessly enter.
Although they had won the fight, it had cost an Altland Hunter and a Light Infantryman, marking the first decrease in numbers that day.
Several sword and shield infantry were also injured, even Razidan had lost over half his health.
The Elf girl seed uncomfortable with the carnage strewn about, looking uneasily at the tunnels, “I’m going back to camp.
What about you?”
“We’re heading back too.
We’ll co again tomorrow.”
With a wave of his hand, Mo Fei ordered everyone to retreat.
They soon returned to the earlier Dwarf camp.
This campsite was a safe zone, allowing Mo Fei to log off.
Since the soldiers couldn’t leave, he had them rest on the spot, which was an ideal opportunity to regain health points.
No matter how severe the injuries, a good sleep could restore them completely.
Exiting the ga, Mo Fei didn’t relax.
He sat in front of his computer and began researching information.
Dragon Delight—the na always seed a bit odd to Mo Fei.
A quick search on Baidu turned up no useful information, and a trip around the gaming forums was equally fruitless.
He then focused on the literal aning of the place na.
Mainly, he researched the unusual word ‘Delight,’ which, according to information found that evening, referred to eating or village feasts.
In ancient tis, rural ceremonies and celebrations, or pig slaughters and cow killings, usually involved so ritual because at was relatively scarce.
‘Delight’ ant a bunch of people gathering around to share at.
Although not necessarily completely accurate, the gist was that.
The so-called Land of Dragon Delight—could it an a place where the Dragon Race gathered for als?
If you’re going to eat, just eat; why go so high up, making my quest impossible to continue?
Mo Fei sighed; no rush, no rush.
The difficulty of such a quest would definitely not be low, and since there was no ti limit, he could just take his ti.
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