Chapter 132 Dusk Garden
The Sleeping Mermaid Tavern.

There is a lifelike mermaid sculpture on the wooden plaque.

This is a famous tavern in Northwind Castle, and also the place where pure-blooded snakemen spies hold secret gatherings. Their proprietress had long been bribed by gold coins and willingly became a lackey of the Burning Embers.

At this moment, the city was in chaos.

The city defense forces were busy resisting the invasion of the Dragon Vein troops and had no time to take care of other things. Naturally, this tavern became an open gathering place for the Burning Nest camp.

The four-man team pushed the door open and saw that the tavern was bustling with people.

The players gathered together.

"Boss lady, do you have any bright red lips?"

"I heard that drinking that stuff can increase your state of excitement."

"The wine here is much more expensive than in Batto City."

Mantou sighed: "There are so many people."

Xia Ye Qiu Yu muttered quietly, "I thought we were the only ones who received this special mission."

Singo looked around and recognized the familiar faces immediately.

The Overlord of the King's Throne, the Iron Frenzy of the Mechanicus, Charlotte of the Magic Coin, Alpha of the Golden Age.
Professional players from all the major guilds appeared here. All the players who came to the tavern to accept the quest had basically reached the upper limit of the level of the beta version - level four. In Erezegei, this was considered an elite adventurer and the backbone of the adventurers. They were definitely not ordinary people.

The natural war maniac glanced at the tyrant not far away with disdain and said "Tsk".

Singo lowered his voice and said to him, "Brother Zhan Kuang, don't compete with Wang Quan and the others in the group mission. Focus on the important NPCs first."

"Look there."

He pointed to a place with his eyes.

Alger and Medorash were sitting at the wooden table in the middle of the tavern, with two glasses of wine on the table.

Although there was a lot of rift between them before, at this moment they sat together to discuss countermeasures in order to defeat their common enemy, Brad Rackman.

As he was about to face his enemy, Alger seemed extremely excited, yet somewhat uneasy.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "I have lived nearby for many years and know the secret path leading to the Rackman Castle. What we need to do is sneak into the Rackman Castle."

"Then... kill him."

Medorash nodded slightly, took a sip from the cup, and then said, "It's a simple and crude plan, but you forgot one thing. You have been away from here for several years. Now the Burning Embers Nest is about to attack. How could that meticulous old vampire not make preparations?"

Alger's dragon face was slightly stunned, but he still said, "This is the only solution we have. If he completes his ascension, the consequences will be disastrous."

Medrolash chuckled. "That's true. These Starfallers are immortal, but you and I should have been dead long ago. There's no need to fear death."

Alger pointed to the map of the interior of North Wind Fort on the table.

"Given the importance of the Ascension Ceremony, the main road must be heavily guarded. Let's go this way, through the dark path in the Rackman back garden."

"it is good."

Medorash slowly stood up and said loudly:
"Warriors, we are ready to go."

"If you can stop this ascension, the master will give you an extremely generous reward."

For a moment, more than 20 elite players in the tavern looked at him with burning eyes.

Medrash has learned how to control players.

Outside the Lachman Castle, in the garden at dusk.

This lush forest surrounds the castle, isolating it from the outside world.

The trees in the forest towered into the sky, and the mottled bark on the twisted trunks seemed like ancient wounds. The deep darkness spread through the forest, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night. The gloomy branches swayed in the wind, making an eerie whisper.

The dead trees are like ghosts with outstretched arms, their sharp claws twisting and circling.

Deep in the dense forest, howling sounds were heard one after another, making people's hearts palpitate. Alger looked at the dark and deep dense forest and the path filled with twisted branches with a solemn expression.

“No, it wasn’t like this before.”

"What on earth did Brad Rackman do in the years since I left?"

Medorash sneered: "Maybe he has a group of loyal guard dogs in there to guard his house."

"It seems that we have to be careful on the way forward."

"Let's go in."

Alger, Meshraf and his party entered the dense forest without hesitation.

Walking on the path covered with vines, Mantou felt a rustling sound behind him and he shivered involuntarily.

"Damn, there's no real dirt in here."

"Wait, there's something behind me!"

Mantou felt something brushing against the back of his neck and he let out a scream.

With cold sweat dripping down his face, he turned his head to look behind him, only to find that it was just a twisted vine hanging from a branch.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Singo who was standing beside him and said, "This ghost place is too weird. Let's hurry up and leave. We can't stay here any longer."

Singo didn't bother to sneer, he just nodded solemnly.

Because he just keenly discovered that the bushes in front seemed to move towards them for a moment, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

"Just keep on your way."

Mantou had no choice but to walk forward with his head down, but when he couldn't resist his curiosity and looked back again, the vine had changed its position again, like a ferocious arm reaching out to him.

He suddenly took a breath.

The rustling sounds surrounding them became clearer and more intense, and it seemed that something was twisting and wriggling in the darkness.

Broken, fear-filled sounds filled the air, surrounding everyone in the forest.

“It’s alive.”

"Don't. Leave me."

"Hold my hand and get me out"

But that didn't come from any of them!
Xia Yeqiuyu's face was pale, and sweat kept dripping from her chin. Her voice was trembling at this moment: "Did you hear it? Those voices."

Singo said in a deep voice: "I heard it too."

"That didn't sound like a monster's roar, but more like the victim's dying words."

Mantou was frightened and said, "Don't, don't scare me."

"Take a closer look around you."

Mantou looked around and saw a deep, wriggling darkness.

Alger, who was standing at the front of the team, raised his Everburning Greatsword. The flames immediately illuminated the surroundings, revealing the hideous appearance of those monsters to everyone.

Under the mottled shadows of the trees in the forest, the hideous roots, branches, and vines gradually gathered together, eventually forming countless staggering, twisted ghosts.

Their bodies are made up of dead branches, vines and even thorns tangled together, among which there are even undigested human remains, and the thick roots are soaked in blood.

Alger gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:

"Ready to fight!"

"Damn, this forest is alive!"

(End of this chapter)