The Death List Novel - Chapter 359
Chapter 359 Elbard
“Apostle 70053, you have entered Toril World and triggered the guild guidance mission, the Demon Cup Royal Court.”
[Cup Royal Court (Corporal): Follow the party into Jondar Forest and find Theopian elves’ Cup Royal Court. Receive Theopian elves’ official mission as a mercenary.]
[Prompt: There are several main storylines and important branch histories in the Fairy Court. As a temporary silver guild, ‘Fortress’ can only become a main storyline if its world exploration is above 0.01%.]
[Prompt: Because the Jondar Elves are in great turmoil, the Jondar Court has not only hired a single mercenary group. The sooner we find the Jondar Court, the more options we have for the storyline quest. If the quest lasts for more than ten days, the guidance quest will fail and we will no longer be able to open the main storyline of Jondar Forest!]
[Mission reward: 6000 Shattered Crystals, 300 Exchange Vouchers, 2 Contribution Points. Failure penalty: 30 Longevity Soul points deducted.]
[Warning: If you miss the Jondahl storyline, the apostles must find and complete the historical storyline within the remaining 20 days. Otherwise, it will be considered a passive mission. Normal party members will have 50 Longevity Soul Limits deducted, and Guild Leaders and Authorizers will have 70 Longevity Soul Limits deducted.]
World Scene: Toril World
Time: Spring of 1355 A.D. In the Valley
Location: Elbard
Main Mission: Insufficient Data
Scenario Description: The quest scenario is a team competition mode. Other apostle teams may exist in the same scenario. Different apostle teams can share the storyline of the mission, distribute the final reward according to the contribution of the mission, or actively distribute the reward through the soul contract. Killing other guild apostles had a certain chance of dropping the Bloody Magic Cube.
Heavy, so heavy! The moment Qin Lun regained consciousness, he felt that he couldn’t breathe, as if he was carrying a heavy burden of a thousand kilograms.
“Sure enough … every time the Apostle Soul Seal is incorporated into the body of the deceased in the plot, it will appear in some inexplicable place!”
The first time Qin Lun was included in the quest of the dead was in the orphan world. At that time, Frank was planning to bury him. The second was the possession of German second lieutenant sniper Gerthard Heinrich, who was not much better off than a cemetery, a cell in a military prison.
“Was it really buried this time?” Qin Lun sighed in his heart as he struggled to pull the object that was covering his body. The shattered starry sky would not have thrown the apostles into a dangerous area at the outset. In any case, escaping from the current immovable situation was the most important thing.
“FUCK, I hate this kind of identity arrangement for possessive storytellers. It’s always a dirty place!” A curse came from the guild channel, and one of Qin Lun’s temporary companions said exactly what he was thinking.
Looking down from the sky, Qin Lun and the others were currently in a camp on a gentle hillside. Standing on the hillside, one could see the spire of the bell tower in the southern plains called the town of Elbard.
The town of Elbard was founded in the 503rd year of the Valley Calendar and has a history of more than 800 years.
The people who created it were just a bunch of lumberjacks and adventurers who, like diligent ants, went into Jondar Forest countless times. Felled trees, harvested herbs, and the fur of their prey were transported along the Alan River to cities downstream. It provided the current Jondas Kingdom and Zamdas with a steady stream of life force.
There was a wide river on the north and south sides of Elbard Town. They were both tributaries of the Alan River.
Alan River, like a loving mother, held the delta plains of Elbard in her arms, and like a farmer’s fork, pierced deep into the abdomen of Jondal Forest. Together with another river in the south, the Naga River, it forms the water trident of the central Jondar forest.
Most of the buildings in the town are country buss style, full of elegant style and lazy aura. In the spring and autumn when the rain was falling, the riverbanks on both sides of the town were sparkling, the grass was faint, and their eyes were emerald green.
The high clouds and the occasional multicolored light that broke through the clouds intertwined and changed colorfully. Beautiful rainbows across the plains are often seen after the rain, across the river and across the distant horizon, just like a fascinating painting of a watery country.
However, this spring afternoon, on the outskirts of the small town, just two kilometers from Elbard, the hillside was littered with naked bodies, a messy campsite, and grass stained with blood, which covered the beautiful countryside with an ominous color of blood.
From the messy luggage and caravans that had been torn apart by the swords and knives, it could be seen that this was supposed to be a camp for a small caravan, but now it had become a crime scene destroyed by a group of thieves.
The shattered corpses of a few people sitting against carriages or trees proved that the guards hired by the small caravan did not resist, but their efforts did not work in the end.
Most of the swords and blades in the hands of these guards had been damaged. Most of them had their upper bodies exposed and their leather armor stripped off. Most of the remnants were damaged, their clothes uncovered, and they should have experienced a life-and-death battle.
However, what was strange was that these corpses were actually reviving. Not only did the chests of a few of the guards with broken hands and feet rise and fall, they were breathing again. Moreover, their incomplete limbs were also covered with a layer of orange-yellow light, and their limbs slowly grew out. Even their clothes were recovering, like a movie that was going back in time.
“Carlson Mercenary Group, this is the cover identity given to us by the starry sky? Why do we have to find a small storyline mercenary group and throw us into an open space?”
Carlson, the captain of the mercenary corps who had died leaning against a large tree, slowly stood up. As his eyes opened and closed, his eyes flickered with a completely different glint from the original owner of his body.
Of course, the current Carlson should be called Stark!
“Huala!” At a pile of corpses not far from Stark, a corpse suddenly slid down from it. A pale arm pierced through the cracks in the pile of corpses and anxiously pulled at the other corpses.
“Hehe, which unlucky bastard is possessed by the pile of corpses!” A low mocking laugh came from behind Stark.
The Acting Commander of the fortress turned around and saw a young man wearing a black robe and a pair of glasses standing on the spot with his arms crossed.
“Philip?” Sterk asked tentatively. His voice was deep and deep, somewhat different from his original voice. It should be the voice of “Carlson”.
“Stark?” The young man supported his glasses and looked away from the pile of corpses. He looked at the burly man in front of him and said, “Haha, even if you change your body, you still look like a bull!”
The apostles of the fortress guild lost their original appearances and bodies due to the possession of the storyline dead.
However, most of the corpses they possessed matched the apostles’ original gender and combat profession. For example, Stark, who was an MT, was still a burly man, while Philip, who was a Second Grade mage, was possessed by the black-robed apprentice of Carlson’s team.
“What about you? Is that Longer?” Philip turned to the silver-haired elf who had just climbed out of the pile of corpses.
“Longer?” Qin Lun was slightly stunned, and then he smiled politely, “No, Lord Philip, it’s Qin Lun!”
He sank his mind into the death list and checked the plot of the corpse. He knew that the mage had mistaken him for the wrong person. He revealed his elven bloodline. There were still many apostles with elven bloodlines in the Horn of the Devil. After all, compared to the exchange of bloodlines from the shattered starry sky, it was easier to obtain the bloodline of the urban management race.
“Oh, you also have elven bloodline!” Philip raised his eyebrows and soon understood. At this time, the other apostles in the fortress team woke up and gathered from all over the camp. They looked at each other and announced their names.
“Eh, why are there only seven people!” Stark suddenly frowned, his eyes flashing. “What about Nicole and the others?”
Nicole was the last of the three Second Grade apostles in the fortress guild and one of the three women in the guild. Upon hearing Stark’s question, the apostles looked at each other and discovered that the three female members of the team seemed to have disappeared. Now, all seven of them were male members.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I have discovered a very strange phenomenon. I don’t know if I should say it!” Qin Lun, who had been looking around and looking around at the corpses, wiped the blood off his hands and smiled as he approached the team.
“If you find anything, quickly say it!” Philip said impatiently.
This Second Grade apostle had a fiery temper. He didn’t have the grace and rationality of a mage at all. Instead, he wasn’t as meticulous as the rough-built Stark. With another Second Grade apostle being a woman, she was naturally weak in the struggle for team leadership, so it was no wonder that the two Second Grade apostles were unable to suppress Stark alone.
Qin Lun smiled amicably and said indifferently, “It’s not just the three female apostles. There’s not a single female corpse in this attacked camp!”
“Oh?” Philip and Stark exchanged glances, and before they could give their orders, several of the apostles had dispersed to look at the corpses.
“Guild Leader, what he said is correct. There are no female corpses in the camp!” Soon, one of Stark’s subordinates came to report. On the other side, a junior apostle who had originally belonged to the main force confirmed this discovery to Philip.
They only confirmed it and didn’t report anything else. Was it because the guild was estranged, or was it because they had no habit of investigating the apostle’s initial venue? No wonder the Guild Leader died before all the subordinates of this guild died. Could it be that he was dragged to death by these idiots?
Qin Lun rubbed his temples with a headache. He suddenly felt that he would be very busy if he wanted to help the fortress team complete the main plot!