Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 915

[Chapter 924]

The capital of the seaside country.

“Your Majesty…”

“Your Majesty…” “Lord

Lemons!”

The king of the Seaside Country sat on his throne and looked down at the subjects kneeling on the ground below.

There has been so much happening in the country near the sea recently, to the point that the king doesn’t know what to do with it.

Nobles from all over the country sent people to ask for the king’s aid.

“Let’s all retire.” The

king quietly listened to what the ministers reported, and finally leaned on his throne a little tiredly.

The courtiers below hesitated for a while, but still obeyed the king’s order and left the hall.

“Lord Behemont, are you really not going out to suppress the riots caused by humans?”

A young woman with her eyes closed was standing beside the throne. From the outsiders’ eyes, she was a queen, but in this place In the eyes of the king is just an irrelevant person.

“Repression? For what?”

The king, known as Behemont, stretched out his arms as thin as dry branches. He wanted to gather the surrounding magic into his hands, but this small attempt It caused unbearable pain in his mind.

“Why can’t you accept the end of your own dominion? And the loss of your own life?” Behemont said, glancing at the blue-haired woman beside her.

“But Your Majesty, this is your country…” she whispered.

“No, it’s your country. Your ancestors regarded me as a god. I used to be lonely for too long, and I gladly accepted your request to shelter you.” Behemonte sighed and said, “But now Enough is enough, I have witnessed the establishment of this country, its prosperity, why can’t I witness its downfall?”

“But Your Majesty… If we want to defeat those elves, this country’s army is indispensable.” She was a little panicked when she heard the king’s almost self-defeating words.

“They’ve failed twice,

I can see it.”

Behemont closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if the air he inhaled in his nose was all gray mist.

“The navy in Falcon Harbor on the west side has not been mobilized. If we gather our existing forces, there is no country in the world that can resist our navy.” She kept cheering the king, telling him not to be so quick. abandon this country.

But Behemont had no intention of listening to him at all, and directly opened his magic net and took out the original spar mouse to log in to “World Rift”.

It had been a day since he had spoken to Joshua, who had offered him a new solution to the elves and a whole bunch of excessive conditions.

Behemont is still thinking about it, and the first thing he considers is… First of all, he wants to try, whether this “World Rift” is really as magical as what Joshua said.

So he played this game all night last night. At first, it was for the purpose of testing, but in the end, he was gradually attracted by this game of ‘treasures that can explode in the body of monsters’.

It’s now his twentieth hour playing World Rift, and he hasn’t slept for a full year since Behemont was eroded by the Dark Elf’s World Tree.

Every time he goes to sleep, the dark elf will torture his spirit in various ways, and he has no means of resistance in the fantasy world.

‘A mount?

If you want a horse, you can go directly to the quartermaster to buy it in Kro Village, but the raptor can’t run fast… I suggest you use the rift crystal to exchange for the mount. Have you beaten the rift monster?

‘

‘What is that?

‘

Behemont’s chosen race is a tribal troll, a race that does not exist in the world to bring him a ‘freshness’.

Although the game itself brought him so much terrifying novelty, Behemont still wanted to do something different from reality, so he chose hunter as a profession.

‘You haven’t even seen the rift monster?

My friend told me that the Blood Fallen in the White Velvet Forest has spawned, you can try to check it out.

‘

‘Where?

‘

Bessiemont practiced the level in the wild all night, and he didn’t know how to catch pets. He just killed monsters when he saw them, and picked up as much as he could. When the backpack was full, he cleaned up a little.

In this way, his level has risen all the way to level 23… and just when he was spawning monsters, he met a troll player who was riding a raptor walking past Behemont.

As soon as Behemont moved in his heart, he asked in the chat box, ‘Where did your mount come from.

‘

In the end, the troll player really stopped and patiently told Behemont to get the mount from there.

‘I happen to need three rifts as equipment, you come with me.

‘

The troll player has realized that he has met a… novice player, but he still came to the white velvet forest, the level 25 leveling area.

In this area, a huge werewolf is running around the battlefield.

‘This is the lowest-level rift monster, and it doesn’t give a lot of rift crystals, but it’s no problem to change to a normal-quality mount.

‘

The player dismounted and ran towards the werewolf in the distance.

Now that the player level of the first echelon of World Rift has reached the full level, they have begun to focus on building their own equipment.

Nearby players who attacked this rift monster have basically reached more than 30 levels. Because all rift monsters are refreshed at the same time, high-level players basically go to high-level leveling areas to attack.

‘Recently, the low-level rift monsters seem to have weakened. When the server started, there were tombstones piled next to this werewolf.

‘

The old troll player said while complaining about the miserable state of the server, and now this rift lord only needs more than 30 low-level players to kill it.

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wants to see the grand occasion of nearly 300 people fighting a rift lord at the same time, which can only appear on the full-level map.

In the end, with the help of the player, Bessemont took the kill of the rift lord, and at the same time he guided Bessemont to the quartermaster who exchanged the mount.

The five crystals released by the Rift Lord can be exchanged for two types of mounts, one is a silver raptor, and the other is a black-backed Kodo.

Behemont chose that raptor as a matter of course.

When he summoned the raptor, the hunter character sat on the raptor and ran fast in the game world, and Behemont’s dim vision radiated a little light.

But this light didn’t last long… Sleepiness completely devoured Behemont, and he relaxed his vigilance in that instant!

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a grassland shrouded in gray fog.

[End of this Chapter]