Through the dark green portal, rod and his party officially set foot in West elacia.
"This is the fort of midheim, and it is also the important defense place of the whole west eracia. No matter how the demons plunder, they can't step into the center of eracia without breaking the fort."
Looking around at those heavy looking elathians, berry slowly introduced them.
"The scroll of the gate of time and space can only send us here at most, and then we have to go deep by ourselves."
She patted the Griffin beside her, and her eyes could not help but show some worry. Although she made all preparations and invited the strongest mercenary as a guard, she couldn't help worrying when she really wanted to go deep into the hinterland of the war.
"I've heard of it." On one side, the brown haired mercenary glanced at berry and said, "I heard from those thieves' guild that Fort meadheim has blocked several waves of fierce attacks by demons. It is also known as the reef in the wave. No matter how rough the wave is, it still stands. I don't think those demons are afraid at all."
Rod glanced at him faintly. The offensive of the doomsday war was multifaceted. At the most intense time of the war, the sky, surface and underground were all demon coalition forces that destroyed everything. Now only the demons on the surface attacked the fortress. The prelude of the war has not been opened yet. It is undoubtedly too early to say this.
Even the reef that curbed the tide, faced with the huge waves rising from the elemental monarch, had only a dark and overturned end. The words of the brown haired mercenary just exposed his shallow knowledge.
Rod didn't comment. He looked up and felt the war enveloping the fortress. He couldn't help recalling his previous life.
In previous lives, with the advent of the third expansion, players unexpectedly found that the experience gained by killing demons in the battle of doomsday was several times more than normal. The emergence of this rare situation also greatly encouraged the players' determination to resist the doomsday and accelerated the speed of upgrading.
However, rod doesn't know whether this will happen in this life.
What is still fresh in rod's memory is that in his previous life, he failed to catch up with the grand occasion of doubling his experience value. At that time, he was troubled by something outside the game, so that the whole doomsday War didn't play too brightly.
Stroking his forehead, rod felt that he had forgotten a lot of things. All he could think of about the memory of the real world in his previous life were only some sporadic fragments. On the contrary, it was the things in the game. He could recall both the expansion process and the names of heroes, large and small.
"Stop, who are you? Why cross space to Fort meadheim at this time?"
As rod recalled, a burst of interrogation interrupted his thoughts.
Coming up was a group of well-equipped crusaders. Their armor was more dazzling than that of swordsmen. Under the sunshine, they reflected a bright light.
"We are mercenaries of the freelance chamber of Commerce and want to take a chance here." Seeing the patrol guards of the fortress come forward to check, berry took the initiative to explain.
"Greedy hyenas." The chief officer disdained to say that his words also brought kenlow's glare. It was inavin who held him, which avoided a conflict. "The defense of Fort midheim doesn't need you. If you have the courage, set foot on the battlefield."
Then he took out a reward order and threw it at the feet of several people: "bring back the vouchers on those demons and you will be rewarded for it."
After the officer left, kenlow glared at inavin. If he hadn't caught him, his ready axe would have been cut on the officer's head.
Inavin helplessly bent down and picked up the reward order on the ground. Looking at the content on it, his eyes suddenly lit up: "the right ear of a little monster can be exchanged for one gold coin. Magog's thumb can be exchanged for ten gold coins. The horn of the long horned devil and the tail of the low-level demon can be exchanged for one hundred gold coins. The face of the evil devil of the abyss can be exchanged for five hundred gold coins..."
As he read, his voice gradually decreased. Looking at the contents of the reward, he might be very excited in the past, but it is really not worth mentioning compared with the reward he won from Yaojin business group.
Inavin put down his hand, and rod took the reward with great interest. When he saw that the bat wings of a pair of great demons could be exchanged for 100000 gold coins in the last column, he couldn't help but have other ideas, but now is obviously not the time to implement it.
After dealing with the patrol guards who checked, Rhodes was not more blocked, and soon boarded their own Griffins according to the advance team.
As the Griffin took off, the brown haired mercenary gazed nervously at the ground below. A strong feeling of dizziness suddenly appeared in his mind, frightening him to quickly stick his body to the Griffin, which made him feel better.
Beside him, the swordsman seemed to have been used to this situation. He stood proudly on the back of the Griffin. He didn't feel any discomfort when the Griffin flapped its wings.
"Elliot, aren't you afraid of falling when you stand like this?" After clinging to the Griffin, inavin seemed to get better, but asked nervously.
Rhode shook his head. Even if he was thrown away by the Griffin, he had countless ways to return to the back of the Griffin. What inanvin feared was not a problem at all, not even a trace of worry.
According to rod's prediction, with the blessing of the achievements of the king of mercenaries, with his current attributes, even if he jumped directly, his armor would be broken, and he would not be hurt.
"Haven't you ever flown a creature before?" Rod asked casually.
"No... I remember once on a mission, I rode on a huge lizard. I bet you've never seen such a big lizard. That time I was almost thrown down by it. Why did the lizard keep twisting when crawling, not like a horse?" Recalling his painful experience, he couldn't help complaining.
"You're lucky, aren't you?" Something seemed to come to mind, rod volunteered.
"You mean I won money? Thanks to you, elot." It seemed that something had come to mind, and inavin's tone was also excited.
"More than that." Rod shook his head. "Do me a favor, open this and see what's in it."
In inavin's puzzled eyes, the swordsman took out a strange box with a unique style and a clock pattern on the surface and handed it over.