"That's not true, everyone."
Samuer shook his head and said:
First, please allow me to explain recent events in the Theocracy--
"A rebel army has indeed emerged within the Theocracy, but the rebels are operating under the banner of the Tree God. Therefore, whether the rebels win or lose, this is an internal matter of the Theocracy, and no other forces will be involved."
"My aim in broadening your horizons is not to focus your attention on the Theocracy, but rather on much more distant places..."
Seeing that he had taken control of the conversation, the young man began to speak eloquently:
"Across the sea lies the Demon Realm, where two High Tier vampire dukes Demon Realm, each wielding the Authority of ' Drain ' and 'devouring' respectively."
He looked at the several skeletons and said:
"' Drain ' allows one to draw life force from living things and give it to oneself, while 'devour' allows one to merge with the abilities of other beings that are devoured."
"Once you obtain either of these two Authority, you can achieve your most basic goals."
"If we could obtain two of them, the ecosystem within the Skeleton Alliance would surely undergo a complete upheaval."
Samuer looked at the group of councilors and suddenly said:
"On the way to Sand Capital, I saw many creatures existing in the form of skeletons. Among them were larger creatures such as wolves, deer, and sheep, as well as smaller animals such as cats, dogs, and rats..."
"Stop."
The skeletal figure wearing Crown suddenly gestured for Samuer to stop speaking.
He looked at the young man and asked:
"The Vampire Grand Duke is shrouded in mystery; how can we pinpoint his location in the vast Demon Realm?"
Samuer smiled upon hearing this and reached into his pocket to pull out a bead.
It was a colorless crystal bead, with a drop of bright red blood sealed in its center.
"This is the True Blood of Grand Duke Wens, from a fierce battle that occurred a hundred years ago when the Demonic Tide had just broken out."
"This drop of blood is currently sealed, and even Wens cannot sense its presence. However, you can use the connection between the True Blood and the Grand Duke to pinpoint the Grand Duke's exact location, thus enabling a surprise attack."
Samuer flicked the bead forward, and it was instantly caught in the hands of the guy with only two Psionic Energy arms.
Consider this a gift for everyone; I hope it will be helpful.
After saying this, Samuer bowed slightly and said:
"I have said what I needed to say. If you have no further questions, please excuse me."
"There's one more thing."
The skeleton with the Psionic Energy fish tail suddenly asked:
"What is the purpose of all this?"
Upon hearing the familiar question, Samuer's lips curled into a familiar smile:
"It's to restore peace to the world, Your Excellency."
"You may leave now. I will have someone arrange for you to stay in Sand Capital for a while. Sending troops to the Demon Realm is no small matter; we need to discuss it further."
"No need, Your Excellency."
The skeleton was surprised that Samuer rejected his arrangement without even thinking.
The young man looked up and said sincerely:
"I only came here to help you all. Now that I've explained the solution and given you the token that can pinpoint Wens' location, I have other things to do, so I won't stay at the Skeleton Alliance any longer."
"Whether you approve or reject my plan is no longer important. Please excuse me for departing immediately and leaving the Skeleton Alliance."
"Etc."
The skeletal frame, encased in a Psionic Energy shell, asked:
What reward do you desire?
"My friends, the return of peace to the world is the greatest reward for me."
Having said that, Samuer didn't linger any longer, turned around, pushed open the door, and left the council chamber.
After passing through numerous gates and checkpoints, he reappeared in the sunlight of the Sand Capital.
A dark Shadow swept past at high speed, and the giant eagle once again perched on the withered branch behind him.
Is the Sand Capital fun?
"It's big, it's fun, and there's lots of sand."
"Anything else?"
"Besides..."
The giant eagle emitted a deep "cooing" sound from its throat:
"There are still many spirits..."
"Okay, that's enough."
Samuer stroked the giant eagle's smooth feathers and said:
"We should head back; there's still a lot to do up north."
Wilderness of Chaos, somewhere.
"Dude, where's this escape room you're talking about?"
Several people looked around in the wilderness, but couldn't find anything except the Gobi Desert and Blood Corpse.
The group of people, who had spent the entire morning running around in vain, focused their murderous intent on one person.
The player named [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] scratched his head in confusion and said:
"Wait a minute, this is the same place I came to before, but not on the ground, but in a secret room."
Where is the secret room?
"Have no idea..."
The expression of " Retreat in the Face of Difficulty " was slightly awkward.
"That teleportation point is unusable for some reason, but I'm certain it's somewhere nearby."
Upon hearing this, the leading player waved his hand and said:
"Alright, if we can't play anymore, let's go back and find the Grand Duke. We've dug so many tunnels, and finally found a natural cave. There are still quite a few entrances we haven't checked."
"Yeah yeah."
The others chimed in:
"Forget about escape rooms. If you can't even find one, maybe it's because the escape room itself escaped."
"Haha, that makes some sense, but not much."
The group chatted and laughed as they left the surface area and re-entered a cave that the players had dug.
More than a week has passed since the start of this small event, and the advance team of several hundred people has now swelled to several thousand, and the number is still increasing.
Just like a gold rush in another world, while players were digging holes all over the Wilderness of Chaos in an attempt to find the underground space that sealed the Grand Duke, another group of people also keenly sensed the business opportunity in it.
Players selling food, shovels, equipment, and even physical labor flocked to this area, Wilderness of Chaos more Vitality than it had been in decades.
At this moment, within the interconnected network of caverns, hundreds of people are moving forward through narrow stone caves.
In the darkness, a person reached their hand upwards, and after passing through a hole no wider than a wrist, continued to grope around.
However, he couldn't touch any part of the rock face.
The player paused for a moment, withdrew his hand, and used the knife to cut open his palm.
He then skillfully gouged out one of his eyes, embedded it in his palm, and then reached his hand through the hole again.
Spacious, unexpectedly spacious.
This word immediately came to the players' minds.
He discovered a huge underground space, which, although far inferior to the Rotting Corpse Dark Lake that sealed Adelaide, was still a fairly large cavern.
Just as he was about to sync this to the explorers' online documentation, a flash of light from deep within the cave suddenly caught his attention...