MMORPG: The Leveling Specialist

The two watched the sunset quietly. The afterglow of the sunset was not as hot as the sun at noon, but gentle, filling people's hearts with a kind of warmth.

Xiao Ling stood on the observation deck, looked into the distance, turned his head, looked at his father and asked, "May I know why I met you here?"

Xiao Ling had some grievances and some doubts. He was still in school, and one day he suddenly got the news that he would be relocated. He never saw his father again. Under the escort of someone arranged by his father, he was sent to the relocated aerospace plane.

Xiao Ling's father told his story eloquently. It turned out that Tianxia Company developed the Enzes Continent game. Some of the company's staff were assigned to the game and became npcs in the game to maintain order in the game. Xiao Ling's father, as one of the major shareholders of Tianxia Company, became the king of Brakada, the kingdom of warlocks, Alan De.

"My job is to maintain the order and balance of the entire Bracada, and to do some maintenance work under the setting of the mastermind." Xiao Ling's father replied, looking at Xiao Ling with a smile, and said, "Son, I like this job. As for you being included in the game, that is my opinion, and your mother also agrees. Although it is just a game, it is also an experience of life. It seems that you have achieved good results, and you make us proud."

Xiao Ling's father took a look at the Golden Feathered Griffin not far from Xiao Ling, in the continent of Enzeth. There are probably only one or two players who can ride a mount like the Golden Feather Griffon, and Xiao Ling is still a professional hero player. There are so many powerful pets. I'm afraid Xiao Ling's experience cannot be summed up in a few words.

Thinking of his previous experience, Xiao Ling was deeply moved. Indeed, at the beginning, he knew nothing about this game, and only based on his previous knowledge of the game, he played this completely different game. Now, Xiao Ling has become one of the top players in the continent of Enzes. Listen to my mother. When my father was young, he was also a professional player, and he was the best. Xiao Ling doubted what his mother said, but after entering the game, Xiao Ling gradually discovered that his talent for playing games seemed to be innate, coupled with the rigorous training he had undergone when he was a child, his physical fitness was very good, which made Xiao Ling feel comfortable playing games. That's why it's achieved what it is now. It turns out that excellence is also a kind of inheritance.

Xiao Ling was very curious about the work his father did. As the leader of a country, the king of Bracada, Alan De, was probably not as simple as playing a game. To maintain the order and balance of a huge country, the work he did must be very hard work.

"Actually, what I do is nothing. I'm afraid it's no different from a computer programmer. The main brain will send its calculation data to me. Based on these calculation data, I will figure out whether the game is running normally. If there are any mistakes, I will solve them in the way of game characters and correct them." Xiao Ling's father said with a smile.

Although his father said it easily, Xiao Ling knew it. This work must be very tedious, but there is no fun in the game.

"All the work I do is within the framework set by the mastermind. I can't go beyond it, and I can't disclose any top-secret information related to the game. Every major action must be restricted by the mastermind, because the power I have is too powerful. I can easily change the entire continent." Xiao Ling's father said. Although it is a shareholder of Tianxia Company. He can't do things beyond his authority, which will destroy the balance of the game.

Xiao Ling knew it from childhood. His father was one of the shareholders of Tianxia Company and possessed countless wealth, but his father did not relax his education on Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling had received strict military training since he was a child. Xiao Ling's own physical fitness, and some specially trained special forces might not necessarily be his opponents, and some of Xiao Ling's qualities were the wealth left to him by his father. $

"Everything depends on your own hard work." This is a sentence my father often said when he was a child.

Xiao Ling and his father talked a lot.

"Where's mother, how is she doing now?" Xiao Ling asked.

"She's fine. She's doing something in the small town of Sien in Bracada. This is also her job." The father said with a smile.

"En." Xiao Ling nodded. Although she missed her mother, Xiao Ling knew that she should not disturb her work now.

Xiao Ling still remembered that his father said that he could satisfy all his requirements. Even though his father was Wang Alande, he could give him everything within the rules of the game mastermind. Xiao Ling didn't want it. .

Those demonic dragons flew up again, circling over Edins, and a person riding a bone dragon and wearing a black robe flew towards us from a distance.

"Your Excellency Necromancer, you have entered the airspace of Edins, the Free Kingdom of Bracada." A majestic voice sounded in the sky, and one of the magic dragons actually spoke.

Xiao Ling remembered that this dragon was the one summoned by Wang Alande.

"Are you going to work again?" Xiao Ling looked at his father and asked.

He smiled apologetically, and said, "A reminder from the mastermind, I still have ten minutes of free time, and I can chat with you again."

Xiao Ling shook his head and said, "No need, I understand your work. I'm here to deliver a letter, and it's a letter from Erasia Presbyterian Church."

Wang Alande was his character and his job. In the game, he was still that Wang Alande. Xiao Ling didn't want to affect his work.

Xiao Ling handed him the letter.

He took the letter from Xiao Ling's hand.

"I'll go first." Xiao Ling looked at his father and said.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. nodded.

I saw my father again, although the time was so short, I knew that my relatives were all well. Xiao Ling was satisfied, stepped onto the Golden Feather Griffon, waved to his father, patted the Golden Feather Griffon on the back, and the Golden Feather Griffin flew up.

Xiao Ling originally wanted to ask Wang Alande to support Erasia, but after knowing that Wang Alande was his father, Xiao Ling dismissed this idea, and he couldn't because of this special relationship. Influence his decision, make him difficult, and everything he does is carried out within the framework set by the mastermind of the game. If he does something that violates the regulations, he will be sanctioned.

The Golden Feather Griffin hovered over Edins, looking at his father's back, Xiao Ling's heart became more determined, and he must make some achievements, because this was his father's expectation.

After flying up on the golden feathered griffin, Xiao Ling finally saw the whole picture of the bone dragon clearly. After flying high into the sky. Xiao Ling found that the size of this bone dragon was several times that of an ordinary bone dragon, and it was astonishingly powerful, much stronger than any bone dragon Xiao Ling had ever seen before. On the back of the bone dragon stood a necromancer wearing a black robe.

This necromancer was too bold, he broke into Edins's airspace single-handedly, did he come to fight against Edins? Or was it provocative to his father?

Xiao Ling was very curious about what would happen next, so he rode the Golden Feathered Griffin and wandered around the periphery. Because of Wang Alande's order, those dragons did not expel Xiao Ling.

The necromancer let out a sharp and piercing laugh, and looked towards the distant watchtower.

"Old friend. Let's talk." The necromancer said, and the voice was heard so far that almost all of Edins could hear it.

Unexpectedly, this necromancer would speak to Wang Alande in such a tone, Xiao Ling had some doubts about the identity of this necromancer. In the entire continent of Enzes, there are probably not many people who can talk to Wang Alande like this.

"Your Excellency Sandro, long time no see." Wang Alande slowly rose into the air and landed on the back of a huge dragon.

Unexpectedly, this necromancer turned out to be the necromancer Sandro, that mythical existence. Xiao Ling was shocked, but at the same time, he had some doubts. What is the necromancer Sandro doing here? Are Bracada and Diya going to form an alliance? Doesn't that mean. Are you and Heavenly Maniac going to be enemies? After careful calculation, the server should not engage in this kind of oolong. If this kind of thing happens, the server will have a big change, affecting the normal game of the player.

Xiao Ling became a little curious about the content of their subsequent conversation. What would they talk about? I don't know what kind of thoughts the Elder Erasia will have when he knows that Wang Alande and the necromancer Sandro have met. Two god-level figures face each other far away in the sky.

"The lower god Antonyk was assassinated by someone I sent, and the dagger that killed him was coated with my special poison. Even if someone could change his life against the sky and revive him, I am afraid he would not be able to fight. In three days, I will be able to take down Erasia. I am afraid that it will be too late for you to rescue him by then." Necromancer Sandro looked at Wang Alande with some pride and said.

"He deserved to die, because he was one of the first to contact those people, a traitor of Erasia." Wang Alande said lightly.

The necromancer Sandro was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Alande, and asked, "How much authenticity is there in the group of people you mentioned, do they really exist?".

"Whether it really exists, you can find out in a month at most." Wang Alande replied.

It seemed to prove that the two were frank and there was no involvement, and the conversation between the two of them could be clearly heard throughout Eddings.

Xiao Ling also heard their conversation clearly, and frowned slightly. Who were those people they were talking about? Could it be a third force besides the Alliance of Evil and the Alliance of Angels? Why are Wang Alande and the necromancer Sandro so cautious? Who are they, Antonik contacted first, could it be the dead Nader people? Of course, this is just Xiao Ling's guess and has yet to be verified.

"Do you dare to swear in the name of Telhid?" The necromancer Sandro growled. He didn't believe Wang Alande's words, and thought it was a lie he made up to save Erasia.

"I swear in the name of the true god Telhid, Aland has never told any lies." Wang Alande said frankly.

"You are much cuter than those cowardly mice from the Erasia Presbyterian Church." Looking at Wang Alande's serious expression. Said the necromancer Sandro.

After Xiao Ling heard these words, he almost fell off the Golden Feathered Griffon, and the Necromancer Sandro actually said that Dad was cute. Xiao Ling had a weird expression on his face.

"So, you still let your troops leave Erathia, because one month later, we have a common enemy. They are not here to fight for land, but to destroy the continent of Enzes." Wang Alande said solemnly, "At that time, I am afraid that each of our countries will face endless disasters. The reason why I do not let my people get involved in the war between the two major alliances is to give my country more strength to protect itself in the disaster."

A third-party force wants to destroy Enzes, so do the two major alliances also want to form an alliance? The server wants to open a new piece of information?

The conversation between Wang Alande and the necromancer Sandro was heard by the whole of Edins, which means that this matter has been confirmed.

"You can't just let it go, I won't let them have a good time. You will never understand the hatred between me and my people. They drove us out of Erathia and drove us to the barren land. Countless people starved to death. If I hadn't found the Dark Dead Spring, I'm afraid my people would have disappeared on this continent. Now that we are strong, I must make them pay the price." Sandro roared hysterically.

Xiao Ling somewhat understood why Sandro hated Erasia so much. The undead tribe was almost exterminated. This kind of hatred has been accumulated for thousands of years. Made a lot of enemies.

"What puzzles me the most is why you chose to form an alliance with Erasia instead of Diya?" Necromancer Sandro asked suspiciously, which was the most puzzling thing for him.

Xiao Ling also had this doubt. Geopolitically speaking, the alliance between Bracada and Erasia is indeed a good choice, but the grievances between the two countries should make it impossible for Bracada and Erasia to form an alliance, but why did it succeed? Why did Bracada choose Erathia instead of Dia?

"Do you want to know why? The reason is only two words, balance." Wang Alande said lightly.

"Balance?" Necromancer Sandro bowed his head in thought, as if realizing something.

"There are no absolute friends in the world, only absolute interests, and so do countries." Wang Alande said.

Xiao Ling thought for a while. I also understand. Bracada's decision is undoubtedly wise. If Bracada voted for the Evil Alliance, the barbarians of Evmont Island and the swamp tribe of Baides who had made friends with Bracada would all turn to the Evil Alliance. A one-sided situation will be formed between the two major alliances in the continent of Enzes. Erasia, Ofer, and Harmondale will be destroyed in the flames of war. Many countries in the evil alliance will carve up the territories of these three countries and enslave the people there. But what happens next? The undead tribe is different from other countries. The war will not weaken their strength, but will provide them with more corpses for resurrection. The undead tribe will form a dominance situation. At that time, whether the alliance can be maintained is a problem. The stronger undead tribe can use various reasons to launch wars against other countries, and the continent of Enzes will become the back garden of the undead tribe.

"I can guarantee that after the destruction of Erasia, our undead will never attack our allies. I can swear to Hades." Necromancer Sandro said, and he spoke sincerely. .

"Even if you promise not to attack other countries, what about hundreds or thousands of years later? Can you guarantee that your descendants will not have any ambitions?" Wang Alande asked.

The necromancer Sandro fell silent, he couldn't guarantee it.

The necromancer Sandro smiled wryly, and said, "I didn't expect that after thousands of years, you are still so wise, and your words are still so unpopular."

In the early days of the Erasia Empire, Wang Alande and the necromancer Sandro met. These two former geniuses and old classmates finally got together.

"Elasia is like a hot potato. Even though I had to throw it away in the end, I have to let the mice of the Elathia Presbyterian Church taste the bitter fruit they planted. I must burn the flag on the top of their parliament." Necromancer Sandro said angrily.

"Why are you doing this? If those people come to the continent of Enzes, Erasia will be the first to bear the brunt. Then they will naturally be punished. You should go back and think about how to form an alliance to resist them and protect the Dark Holy Spring." Wang Alande said.

Hearing Wang Alande mention the Dark Holy Spring, Necromancer Sandro's face changed. The Dark Holy Spring is the lifeblood of the undead, and outsiders are absolutely not allowed to touch it. For the lifeblood of the undead, what grievances can't let go?

"I gave up a city gate to let them withdraw from the City of Holy Light. I promise not to hurt any of them. I must step on the flag of the Elathia Council of Elders." Necromancer Sandro said bitterly.

After hearing the words of the necromancer Sandro, Wang Alande couldn't help but laugh, even Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling didn't expect that this devil, who was so talkative to the outside world and murdered without batting an eyelid, would be so naive and cute, which greatly changed Xiao Ling's impression of the undead. Perhaps the necromancer Sandro just wanted to vent his anger.

"This, I'm afraid it's very difficult for Erasia to accept it." Wang Alande had a big headache. For thousands of years, Erasia has been the center of the world. He believes that human beings are the most noble race, and there are thousands of years of knight tradition. They are afraid that they would rather destroy the city than suffer such humiliation.

"Hmph, then I'll take down Erasia." Necromancer Sandro said viciously.

"Whether you want to take down Erasia is your business. I won't take care of it, and I won't send anyone to intervene." Wang Alande looked into the distance.

The necromancer Sandro followed the eyes of King Alande and found that many people in Bracada were carrying huge stones to heighten and strengthen the city wall of Edins. Towers were being built around the outer city of Edins. This is the unique defensive building of Edins. It can cast destructive death rays, and it is more powerful than war machines such as giant crossbows and trebuchets during wars.

Wang Alande's meaning is obvious. A third party is about to attack. Wang Alande will not devote his energy to the battlefield of Erasia, but to consolidate the defense of Brakada's homeland to deal with future crises. If the war between Diya and Erasia causes their strength to be damaged and danger occurs when a third party attacks, Wang Alande will not take care of it.

The necromancer Sandro fell into deep thought. The necromancer Sandro would not be ignorant of the severity. Although Wang Alande didn't say anything, he saved the entire Erasia.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will take that city." Necromancer Sandro said angrily, and left on the bone dragon.

The necromancer Sandro's words sounded like a child losing his temper. Xiao Ling knew that because of Wang Alande's warning, the necromancer Sandro would never be cruel.

What will happen in a month? Who is the third party force? Xiao Ling was somewhat looking forward to it, but also a little uneasy, but Xiao Ling knew that in a month's time, Enzes Continent would be another scene.

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