It was not until Zhang Xiang got close to the center of the crowd that he finally knew the reason why these players didn't want to leave for a long time.
"Lying trough, this NPC is played by real people?"
"No way? Novice village NPC really if customer service in the back control, then the workload is very special, people can not be tired to death
"... is it artificial intelligence?"
"Are you kidding?"
"After all... It's almost ten minutes since then. Why hasn't the task been triggered? Or do we have to wait here all the time? "
"I don't know... Wait and see."
Live action?
NPC?
Listening to the voice of public Mai Li, Zhang Xiang was slightly stunned. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence immediately.
At this time, the halberd in the guard's hand at the entrance of the square was put down, and a dark green evil energy gushed from the mouth and nose of the stone ghost around the square, spiraled up, and gathered into a long river like aurora in the night sky.
Countless people have been shocked by this scene, have raised their heads to the sky cast a shocking line of sight.
At the same time, the armor standing at the door of the church, eyes slowly shine. From under the helmet came the whispers of the dead.
The man standing in front of the church said slowly.
"Disaster is approaching, and I smell death in the shadow."
"Fear, hatred, chaos... And destruction, war has burned to our homes."
"Now, go, take revenge, destroy, kill them, tear up all the enemies in front of you, whether they are human beings, other races - or the dead."
"Cast our kingdom out of their ghosts and burn their souls as sacrifices to the great Windrunner Sylvanas!"
The call to war came down soundly.
The church bells followed.
There was a shrill wail around the square——
It was the song of the Banshee.
At the same time, it is also the battle drum of the undead.
At the same time, in front of each player, is received a trigger task reminder.
I don't know why, now sitting in front of the computer, Zhang Xiang suddenly felt the blood burning.
That kind of feeling is more and more intense.
It was as if he had really crossed into the world of Azeroth - a forgotten man loyal to Queen Sylvanas. And the church bell was calling for the blood of the blade in his hand, reminding him that he was still alive.
Zhang Xiang subconsciously held his breath and gazed at the armor in the screen, which was like real existence. From the moment he entered the game, he couldn't help being attracted by every detail of the game.
There is no doubt that
This is a perfect masterpiece!
……
"It's a fantastic picture."
Looking at the computer screen, I can't help but sigh at the live broadcast of say night.
As a glorious human warrior, he is standing in the square of storm city at this moment, receiving the blessing of holy light with thousands of players.
At the moment, everything in front of him is so shocking.
The light, the water, the texture of the city wall, and even the expression of disgust on the guard's face... Every detail makes him burst, worthy of cloud dream game, the black technology of online games!
In fact, as far as the quality of this game is concerned, it really deserves the three words of black technology.
The first is the open world.
Cloud dream game did what they promised, and created a near real Azeroth world for players. Every NPC here has its own life track, even if there is no player, it is running according to a specific route.
Before going to the crowded square, say night controls the character to stroll around the storm City, and even follows a blacksmith, watching him buy raw materials from the market, then drive the carriage back to the blacksmith's shop, pour the molten iron into the mold, and hammer it into an impregnable sword.
Not only that, when he saw the blacksmith's forging work in the whole process, the blacksmith lifted the towel hanging on his shoulder, wiped his sweat, raised his eyebrows to him and said.
"Young man, you should be a trainee knight, right? If you don't go to the square to receive the blessing of the holy light, is it really OK to come here and watch me strike iron? "
Looking at the voice sending window in front of you, say night didn't believe the NPC could really talk to him, but still pressed the microphone button and said.
"I'm just a little curious."
Something unexpected happened.
In the live room, millions of people witnessed that the blacksmith actually spoke.
What's more, the conversation with him is connected!
"Ha ha, you have vision. My name is Eric. You may not have heard my name, but you must have heard the name of my tutor, Luke Kevin. what? Never heard of it? Well, today's young people have forgotten all about tradition. They followed Prince Alsace - well, now they can't call him by his first name. In a word, before the shameful traitor betrayed the Kingdom, the golden sword in the hand of the guard Knight beside him was made by my master! "
Say night speechless, unable to make complaints about Tucao.
"How can I know what weapon Alsace, the knight of the guards around the traitor, used?"
Maybe he heard the banter in his tone. The blacksmith blushed and said in a voice of chagrin.
"Enough! "As like as two peas, you know," I know you must laugh at me, laugh at it, but if I... If I had the chance, would you like to have a weapon that is exactly the same as the legend? "
At the moment of hearing these words, before the say night had time to respond, the players in the live room were already boiling.
What are you doing
[night God, bull! Is this the trigger of the hidden task? "
[I really want to hear from the official that there will be some tasks in the game that can only be triggered if certain conditions are met. The reward of the task will be determined by the variable factors in the game process, and can only be triggered once or a few times!]
[I have remembered the trigger location! Don't compete with me when the official service is open!]
Ha ha, do you think it's possible
Glancing at the barrage in the studio, say night felt his heart thumping.
Did you really trigger a hidden mission?
It's a coincidence that this shit has gone
Without hesitation, he responded immediately.
"Yes! Please tell me what to do! "
The blacksmith said with a smile.
"I know that you are different from those pedantic knights. After all, weapons are innocent, so are power. But before that, you have to prove to me that you really want this weapon. Well, I heard that there are traces of the activities of the dead on the farm outside storm city. I need 20 ribs of the dead. What should I do? Do you know? "
The pale gold taskbar pops up in front of you.
[trigger task: Lost Sword!]
[Objective: kill 20 skeletons and collect ribs (020) containing the magic of the dead]
Holy sword!
That's a great name!
The night of say was very exciting. I wish I didn't do the main task and went hunting outside the city. However, although he does have this idea, it is impossible for him to do so.
Before, he had investigated the gate of the city. Only after receiving the blessing of the light can he leave the shelter of storm city and freely explore the world of Azeroth.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
The blacksmith waved his hand.
"Hurry to the square, and don't delay the business. Also, remember not to talk about it with other people. If the city guard hears it, I won't admit it even if I'm killed! "