Like Lonnie Town, it is like a Putuo Du, glorifying on the vast plains in the middle of the continent, huge buildings are towering, and galloping horses are whistling away on the grassland. The vigorous life grows on the bloody soil. The grass is nearly half a person tall, and the flowers of mandala are blooming everywhere, like cold waiters, numbly praying for every soul that has disappeared.

This is the most famous plain area of ​​the Eastern Kingdom, Mandala!

This was once the battlefield where warriors of the Eastern Kingdoms resisted the most frontline of the natural disasters of the abyss. Every thousand years, the evil demons in the abyss will break through the shackles of the abyss and come to natural disasters. As one of the main battlefields, there was no name at all. It was because the brave men used their lives and courage to block the invasion of natural disasters, and the dead souls cried unwillingly!

At that time, mandala flowers bloomed everywhere, paying homage to the hero's souls! Even though it had been a thousand years, the soil on this plain was still bloody.

A thief wrapped in tight leather armor stood on a hill in the Mandala Plain, and his body seemed to be overflowing at any time.

An unpredictable expression flashed in his eyes, looking at the endless vast plains in the distance. From time to time, there were flocks of carrier pigeons passing by the sky, and the loud roaring sounded over the empty fields, heroic and bright...

"The land of glory, the place where the bones of loyal souls are buried deep. I can even imagine how fierce wars happened here a thousand years ago. The erosion of evil demons is the meaningless brave man." Ten steps one killer clenched his fists, muttering words in his mouth, and he could not get any information from it in his closed eyes. The president of this Peak Frenzy Guild stretched out his arms and enjoyed the whisper of the grassland wind.

Below the hills, rows of magic portable tents are arranged in a square array in regular order, and well-equipped warriors are rushing to organize their items and erect more tents.

"The passionate tune, which has been passed down from thousands of years ago to the present, can still be felt. The blooming mandala is an eternal memorial to the brave." Standing beside Ten Step Yi Kill, a mage wearing a gorgeous robe and a handsome face combed his bangs blown away by the breeze, Yin Feng Lanyue said with a smile.

"This is our starting point. What do you think? Play the moon." One kill in ten steps and enjoys the courage brought by this vast grassland. The vast plains can indeed make people feel broad.

"It's a good place. In our high-level meeting, President, you suddenly decided to enter Mandala to take this place as our foundation. Although the elite team did not say much due to the majesty of the leader, they were always dissatisfied. After all, most guilds have great advantages in using the suburbs of the City of Glory as their base." Yin Feng Nongyue smiled gracefully and answered the president's question.

"Haha, it's a normal idea." He smiled with a rare smile in one step, and patted Yin Feng Nongyue on the shoulder. "How about it, how long will it take for our 164 ordinary teams to enter here through the lava rift of the normal mode?"

When talking about the serious matter, Yin Feng Nongyue's face became slightly serious. He put his hands, which were combed with bangs, and carefully considered the words, and then said for a long time.

"Our union has a total of 164 ordinary teams and an elite team. Each team is standardly equipped with 10 people and five unnamed main players! At this stage, except for the elite team, who have passed the ordinary lava rift, the remaining 64 teams are still working hard to pass the simple lava rift. At this stage, there are 800 people who have successfully completed the lava rift."

"800?" One killer frowned slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually restrained.

It has been nearly a week since the opening of the Lava Rift. The Lava Rift in Simple Mode does not require any other difficulty, and it is easier to pass the level. Each of the 164 teams under Peak Crazy is a carefully selected elite. Obviously, less than half of the chance of passing the level makes the president of this top guild very dissatisfied.

"Yes, there is no way to do this. The progress of the lava rift is refreshed once a month, and it is quite normal to miss some substitutes. Being able to open the dungeon to reach such a number of people who pass the level is already very satisfactory." Yin Feng Nongyue said.

"Indeed, if it is other guild teams, we are proud enough, but such numbers are definitely not the ones that I am satisfied with. Each team can be combined as two teams, equivalent to more than 580 teams, and can only reach 800 people to pass the level, which is not our limit." Ten Steps One Kill said with a serious face. He opened the main text of the peak history and looked at the various guild names that had never heard of that appeared after the sudden integration, and asked.

“Have these been investigated?”

"Of course." Yin Feng Nongyue nodded. The handsome mage groped out of his arms and took out a scroll and handed it to him. "So far, our intelligence department has mastered a series of specific information. Large guilds from different novice villages, all guilds with more than 2,000 people are recorded in the book, and their background in reality has also been roughly understood."

"Oh? It's done well!" He still quite recognized the efficiency of his guild's intelligence department's work efficiency in ten steps. He pondered for a moment and said in confusion.

"Where is that guild?"

The ten-step kill did not specify which guild name was, but with such a specious question, Yin Feng Nongyue truly understood the meaning of the guild.

Black and white, the only thing that can be seen in the eyes of the president is this guild.

"Well, there is no clear trend. Our guild can now be said to be the largest force in the entire City of Light. The members of that guild are doing tasks near the City of Light. As for their president, the priest of the War Song, it seems that they are in the small town we just passed by, and I don't know what they are doing?"

"Oh? It is said that the iron rod hammer moved into the home of an unknown man? And that unknown man was still the target of Pang Chong's attack?" Shibuyikang nodded, with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes! Is there anything wrong with this, Lord?" Yin Fengnong Yueqi said.

He nodded in ten steps, but did not answer Yin Feng Nongyue's question. He looked at the increasingly complete square formation below, with a thoughtful expression.

How could an unknown man just arouse the hatred of Pang Chong, the heir of Pang Group? How could Tie Lengfeng, who never intersects with two parallel lines, intersect with an ordinary man?

The high-ranking priest of the War Song seemed to be about to be revealed.

The courage of the War Song Priest facing the wind and flowers alone was in front of him. The courage of the entire elite team with one person was indeed heartbreaking.

Thinking of this, I bent my mouth with a leisurely curve. Have you done my best? For the man who will always walk in front of him, I am still looking forward to the next contest with one step.

The morning sun, tilted down from the sky, fell on the two men on the hills of the Mandala Plain, leaving a shadow.

Yin Feng Nongyue looked at the crazy president of Crazy and was about to say something. He was about to open his mouth, but his ears trembled. After a long time, Yin Feng Nongyue said in a loss of composure.

"President, as we just heard, there were many thieves near Lonnie Town and the City of Light, and their behavior was strange. The race was unknown, and they were suspected to be players of Karin Mundo, the opposing camp of the Eastern Kingdoms."

"Karimdor?" Looking at the grassland, he murmured to himself with one kill in ten steps.

Lonny Town.

The brightly lit tavern was filled with people. Mercenaries drank and beat the punches, and players from different novices villages recovered their fatigue in the tavern for a day.

In the corner of the wall, the dirty beggar curled up in the shadow, with a huge wine glass in front of him, his eyes were blood-red and obviously a hangover.

"Touch!" A package of wolf meat was thrown in front of the beggar.

"Mr. Beggar, this is the wolf meat you need. I wonder what kind of reward you will give me?" The War Song Priest said, looking at the sloppy figure.

"Oh! Dear War Song Priest, you are so brave. Those abominable hungry wolves actually went to hell and became a wonderful supper. What a wonderful thing this is." The fragrant wolf meat attracted the attention of Mr. Beggar, and he exclaimed.

The War Song Priest could not refuse, staring at the beggar who was playing tricks without blinking, and continued to repeat the question just now.

The beggar curled up, carefully opened the oil paper bag, smiled and looked at the war song priest who was going to be rewarded, and said embarrassedly.

"This, brave war song priest, look, what kind of reward can I give you with such an identity? Just treat it as a good thing that you do occasionally."

"Is that so? As an outstanding knight in the garrison of Reth, I think you should not be stingy with a warrior who fulfills your wish, what do you think?"

Jun Tian’s eyes shine, and he paused in words.

"Dear Mr. Jack Renzo!"
Chapter completed!