Beaten Until His Ancestors' Memories Came Back

"Zadler, are you sure there's treasure here?"

A white man questioned the player leading the group.

This was Dark Elf territory. What did it have to do with the Blood Clan?

The player leading them gave a mysterious smile. "Don't worry. I came here with solid information. If you don't trust me, surely you trust the Illuminati."

At the mention of the Illuminati, the Foreign Server Players put aside their doubts.

The Illuminati never acted without something to gain. If there were no real benefit, why would they have come all this way?

These were the players Night Cherry Tangle had spotted sneaking into Dark Elf territory. Their leader was an elite member of the Illuminati, on the same level as Angeles had been.

He had come to clean up the mess Angeles had left behind and further expand the Illuminati's influence.

This time, he had accepted a Blood Clan mission: contaminate the Dark Elf Sacred Object so the Dark Elves would contract the Blood Plague and become a race subordinate to the Blood Clan.

If he succeeded, the Blood Clan would gain a force of powerful soldiers and a vast territory, greatly benefiting their plans to come.

Zadler's group was cautious, but there were too many of them to avoid notice. A Dark Elf patrol spotted them, and fighting broke out at once, drawing more Dark Elves to their aid.

After several rounds of stat reductions, the North American players were no match for the elite Dark Elves. They began falling one after another.

"Zadler, what happened to your plan!"

"Aren't you going to do something? It'll be too late if you wait any longer!"

The shouting around him made Zadler frown.

*What kind of new members was the Illuminati recruiting these days? They panicked at the slightest setback.