Night Crow Master

The knight widened his eyes and looked at the group of people around him with a little excitement:

"You, you are!?"

The people in front of him were all human races.

The thirteen outfits were different from what he had in mind, but they were undoubtedly "human style" outfits.

Finally free from the clutches of the demons!

"How should I return to the Kingdom of Emperu!?"

He asked excitedly.

However, he noticed that after hearing his words, the group of people in front of him showed pity.

It's just like the look in the eyes of the cowardly man who was called by the demons and the prisoners called "ranches" to give up resistance!

Suddenly, anger exploded in his heart.

But the hope of going back is still in them. The kingdom he lives in, the land he lives in, his lover, his family, his friends, and the king he is loyal to are still in prison.

He needs to find a rescuer, he wants to rescue your majesty! Kill all the **** demons!

However, what was ushered in were words that made him more and more angry:

"Which'ranch' did you come from?"

"you guys!!!"

The knight's anger could no longer be stretched, he stepped thousands of steps, and the surging fighting energy gushed out from his body and gathered on his fists.

However, at this moment, a radiance fell on him, and the dim radiance, like a strong chain, confined his body in place.

"The Kingdom of Emperu disappeared with the defeat of the human race two thousand years ago."

The middle-aged man, holding a brown-black long stick made of wood or what material it was made of, stared at him with pity:

"The same goes for the Gogol Kingdom, as is the tyrannical Beit Empire. After the defeat of the'Braves', they were defeated under the invasion and attack of the demons.

He looked at the knight and said:

"What's your name?"

Under a strong sense of oppression, the knight gritted his teeth and uttered a few syllables:

"Doro."

"Doro, right? Now think of a name for yourself, a name that has nothing to do with your experience, and we will call you by this name."

The middle-aged man's tone is indifferent:

"I'm George, you will call me by this name in the future."

After speaking, he turned and left:

"Don't act rashly. If you are discovered by the demons, we will kill you first without waiting for them to kill you. If you want to die, we don't want to."

In the knight's angry and stunned eyes, the man turned and left.

The others also shook their heads and left here.

Only the little one who turned into a mole-like creature at first was sitting not far from him.

...

After a few people left, they gathered in another house.

"Another idiot who believes in false memories."

A young man gritted his teeth.

"After all, all their cognition is based on false memories. If they don't realize that their memories are false, it is not that simple to believe us."

A young woman next to her shook her head, her face covered with terrible scars.

At this time, a plain-looking passerby man in his thirties raised his eyelids and said in a low voice:

"Such a small scale has no impact at all..."

Hearing what he said, the middle-aged man with a walking stick was a little confused:

"Dott, do you want to do anything?"

The man called Dot looked up:

"George, besides us, there should be other human races forming a similar organization, right? And, not just to live, but to have a bigger goal."

He clenched his fists in an unwilling gesture:

"Can we only survive in the shadow of the demons?"

"We have done our best just to survive."

Joe each shook his head:

"There are demons everywhere. If the two of us didn't use magic to cover this place, we would soon be discovered by the demons."

"Yes."

Daut sighed: "Just survived, I have done my best, and even if there are other organizations, even the demons cannot find them, let alone us?"

He turned around and walked towards the resting room:

"The food is almost running out. Tomorrow I will find a way to get some back."

After all, he left this small "meeting room".

As he left, the woman with scars on her face glanced at him.

Although she was not the only one to cast her gaze, her eyes were slightly different.

.......

"Used hidden magic, but it seems to be slightly different from the original magic system in this world....Player?"

Outside the residence, Yate stared at the building deep underground.

This building below the town has two or three underground passages leading to the outside world.

As he expected, the players in Game Nation were not stupid enough to notice this.

Even people close to Prince Bennett’s territory have already set up a condom here, trying to get in touch with the resistance organizations of the human race.

I just don't know when I will be exposed.

Yate shook his head, his decoy seemed useless.

Although the Eye of Eclipse was not found, it fell into other players' covers, and it is estimated that it would not have any effect. Even if it catches fish, it also falls into other people's covers.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he has no plans to choose a force to join now.

Then go and see the situation on Prince Bennett's side first.

...

With the appearance of a dark elf, Yate left the hotel in the gleeful eyes of the hotel owner.

However, as he moved towards Bennett’s castle, suddenly a voice rang in his ear:

"Yo, guest, do you want to come to the market?"

After hearing the reputation, a light figure walked out of the corner and appeared in his field of vision.

It was a weird-looking creature, like a pool of mud, a bit like a slime, but more like a group of squirming flesh and blood.

With the sound, its tentacles, like drops of melting wax, waved.

"Synthetic creatures? Or some kind of demons?" A conjecture emerged in Yate's mind, and he glanced at it from the perspective of doom. After confirming that it was just a dragon's sleeve, he looked at it silently with Dimon's taciturn habit and motioned it to continue.

"The ancient art and treasures searched from the various relics, if you are lucky enough, you can get some good things. Enter here, no one will follow it, no matter what you sell or buy. "

Black market?

Yate understood what the market meant by this thing.

He casually threw out a few gems and currencies filled with magic power that he had robbed from a certain demon, and he followed this thing into the so-called bazaar.