At this ti, while Kael and Elanna were enjoying a brief rest together, a post on the "Gate of the Underworld" ga forum gradually heated up.
"Goodbye, My Friend, May You Find Your Worth in the World of Death"
[Poster: Honeydew]
"I always thought I was a qualified gar, since the day I joined the club, making every choice based on becoming stronger in the ga."
"I love killing, I love adventuring, and I love taking on all the tense and exciting challenges that make stronger."
"I once regarded this personality trait as the fundantal reason I could beco a professional player because, oftentis, you need to be numb and calm to beco stronger."
"It was the sa in ’Gate of the Underworld.’ As a player from the second batch of beta testers, I set my sights on the new Mage developnt path project led by Brother Kael right after entering the ga."
"As expected, with a clear goal, I smoothly secured this opportunity."
"While other newcors were joyously reveling in their hidden class-change missions, I just found them noisy."
"Everyone has this thought, right? Unlike so players who just happened to receive this hidden class-change mission, you clearly recognize that you’re thodically completing your plan to beco stronger."
"That was also the day I first ca to the Twisted Jungle."
"It was my first encounter with an ordinary NPC, Ludi."
"At first, I really didn’t care about the nas of those guards, just like in previous generation online gas, where NPCs were quickly forgotten after being bypassed."
"After all, he didn’t have Kael’s attractive appearance nor was he a powerful Ranger captain. On the day I entered the Twisted Jungle, he blended in with a group of Rangers, repeating the sa drills over and over again... just like any regular Ranger."
"Maybe he noticed that I was watching them practice spears, Ludi approached during a break."
"’Hey, young Undead, are you interested in the Rangers? Why don’t you try joining us? You can call Ludi,’ he said to then."
"His opening was unremarkable, my first impression of Ludi, but since the NPC initiated conversation with , I had no reason to refuse."
"I just told him that I had already agreed to participate in Brother Kael’s Mage project, and then I saw a hint of surprise on his face."
"’A Mage then? That’s an enviable talent. In that case, it indeed isn’t suitable for you to join the Rangers; you have a better life to claim,’ he said excitedly, pulling around the camp for a tour."
"’Do you like the wind?’ he asked with a smile, after giving a good sense of the camp’s structure and layout."
"I could only tell him that I had no particular liking or dislike for the wind."
"He nodded, telling , ’To vanish into the wind is the destiny of a Ranger. Perhaps one day, you’ll enjoy the sensation of journeying with the wind.’
"Perhaps because he talked too much, I unusually started discussing the difficulties I encountered in the club, like the tragedy of no Chinese club competing in this year’s global finals."
"I even rarely voiced my feelings, saying that considering our region’s focus on the ga, it was destined not to compete with a neighboring small country that viewed the industry as a pillar."
"He didn’t understand specifically what I was talking about, but every ti he saw depressed, he would pat my shoulder and comfort , saying that the Rangers also faced many challenges, but they always managed to overco them."
"The day I returned from my first Dungeon leveling, he even gave a bottle of wine, those friends who have drunk in the ga might understand that feeling, it’s just the most ordinary wine that could be bought in the town."
"He laughed and handed the wine to , saying that it’s really tough to drink more while in the camp, as Captain Jonathan doesn’t allow drinking during missions."
"I nodded and had a sip of the wine before putting it into my backpack."
"I don’t like alcohol; it numbs my nerves, making it harder for to control characters in the arena."
"I used to think that Ludi and I were like two parallel lines that would never intersect, moving away from this map as I grew and ultimately disappearing into the crowd."
"But our parting ca earlier than I had imagined..."
"That day, after resurrection, I went to the temporary residence to enjoy the lively celebration until dawn."
"I suddenly rembered Ludi, that guy who liked drinking; such scenes must have been the best for him."
"But I couldn’t find him. The next day when I returned to the camp, the bodies of Rangers covered with grey cloth were brought back, and Kael collected so items from them."
"Watching them send each unrecognizable body into the cremation furnace, burning away in magic flas, I suddenly felt uneasy."
"The Rangers had a small iron tag on them; it was said that when they died beyond recognition, this iron tag served as their identity proof."
"The first iron tag nailed to a tombstone in front of the camp was Ludi’s; I didn’t even know which number he was among those sent into the furnace."
"But I knew a passerby had left then, the Guarantor had given the best wine, and I poured it in front of the tombstone before returning to the town."
"Seeing the wine bottle Ludi gave in my backpack, I suddenly wondered, do the things we lose also feel sad and want to find us back?"
"There was a mont when I suddenly felt that starting wars recklessly is so absurd, so when the Guarantor again said to , ’I wish the world peace,’ I replied —"
"’May war always exist only in gas!’"
"With this post dedicated to you, whether you have played this ga or not, respect the ga, revere life, and do your best."
The post was long, and players responded a lot, with so just watching the excitent, and others feeling a deep connection; subsequently in the responses, so even noticed small details.
For instance, a player revealed that the flags representing Lancaster in Titan Town remain unfaded no matter how much they are exposed to wind and sun.
The secret hidden here isn’t that the flags are made with so special dye.
Instead, the flags are changed every day, and each day a new flag is raised over the town.
The replaced flags are then washed, sealed, and sent off to their designated places.
Beneath this comnt soone asked, "Where do they go?"
The player replied, "They have a more important mission, accompanying each warrior who has sacrificed themselves for Lancaster in their eternal rest."
The post went viral and more people started replying below it.
Guarantor Human Soul: "Honeydew, pull yourself together, there’s a big battle ahead."
Jiu Yue: "There there, don’t cry, co to Jiu Yue Heavy Industries and I’ll give you the best quality weapon for free."
Imprudent Sister Yu: "Seems like I missed sothing big, but no worries, it’s about to get lively around here too."
Sister Yu Act Fast: "Sister Yu, are you still over by the Royal Capital?"
Imprudent Sister Yu: "Yes, we have an important matter to deal with right now."
Cool Colored Paper: "Is it still about that slave trade matter?"
Imprudent Sister Yu: "Pretty much, Brother Kael previously exposed the main traffickers behind the Slave Trading House. There was supposed to be a sentencing, but it seems sothing has changed over there."
Emperor Ha: "Don’t tell it’s another situation where the mastermind gets off scot-free." Continue your adventure with empire
Sister Astate: "It’s quite possible that could happen."
A wave of righteous anger swept through the group, but suddenly Emperor Ha sent a ssage—
"No worries, I’ll take action."
With just seven words, countless players bowed down to his majesty, dubbing it an endless swagger.
Even Emperor Ha’s nickna took on the air of an imperial ruler of the Human Race.
Perhaps it was this peak of swagger that instantly shattered the brewing somber mood.
That’s how players are as a group; they tend to revert to buffoonery from ti to ti.
However, maybe there was still sothing that had changed, like their attitude towards NPCs, which seed to have shifted subconsciously.
...
anwhile, within Titan Town.
The Black Sun Bishop and Chris erged from the town looking disheveled.
Upon leaving the town and seeing the great outdoors, Chris burst into tears.
How long had it been since he had felt such a sense of freedom?
After being cooped up in the houses of Titan Town for so long, he felt he was nearly breaking down.
Finally out, his first thought was to run away with the Bishop, so he said, "Bishop Allen, should we leave Lancaster right now?"
Actually, by asking, he ant they should grab their things and run imdiately, but he still symbolically sought Bishop Allen’s opinion.
After all, Bishop Allen might be a vegetarian, but his Nail Head Hamr definitely wasn’t.
Unexpectedly, Alan Ackham looked up and snorted, then said:
"Let’s go. We’ll visit the Twisted Jungle to et with that person before leaving. Lancaster is too dangerous right now, staying here would only expose him."
"Do we have to go?" Chris grimaced with reluctance.
The red light in Bishop Allen’s eyes flickered slightly as he smiled and said, "Chris, do not forget the oath you took before God to heed His voice!"
"That’s a must, I constantly think about listening to God’s teachings," Chris replied imdiately.
It’s not that he was scared or anything, it’s just that when Bishop Allen was speaking, his fingers on the Nail Head Hamr were clicking.
So he decisively chose to heed Bishop Allen’s teachings (physically).
The two did not say much else. Currently, the Rangers’ main focus was on the camp nearby, preparing for the final battle against the Shadow Wolves.
Far away, they passed the portal emanating terrifying tidal energy from the underworld and finally reached a place just over 300 ters away from the Ranger Camp.
As they approached closer, he glimpsed Kael sitting next to Elanna at a stall outside the camp.
"Ah! Ah! It truly is You, our Heavenly Father and Savior, what an honor it is to see Your face again!"
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