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1221 The Origin of the Apocalypse

“I understand! The Tianli Mercenary Group will do our best to help the Lord!”

“Yes, go ahead.”

Fang Heng waved his hand, signaling the team to start working quickly.

He thought it was strange that Ma Xiaowan suddenly became so serious. She was just helping to transport supplies, and there was no need to act like it was a military order.

Fang Heng turned around and thought about his next move.

Taking down Hani City was not part of his original plan.

But there was no harm in it. At most, they would fall out with the Empire.

Fang Heng continued to ponder.

After taking down a city, he had to make use of it. If everything went well, he could build a Tier 2 mage tower in Hani City. After all, Hani City was a small to medium-sized city in the Empire. Building a mage tower as a transit station would more or less improve the logistics.

In addition, judging from the time, the royal guards should arrive soon.

Turning Hani City into the first barrier to defend against the Empire’s attacks would be a good idea.

Raising his head, Fang Heng saw that Ma Xiaowan had not left.

Ma Xiaowan stood still and waited until everyone else had left before she reported, “Lord Fang Heng.”

“What is it?”

“It’s about Mr. Mo. Three hours ago, Mr. Mo sent us a message saying that a batch of very important resources would soon be transported back to Hani City. He told us to take some people to pick them up and warned us to be careful.”

“The Tianli Mercenary Group was already prepared to bring people to receive them, but they were captured by the City Lord of Hani City before they could set off. They were then locked up in the prison and lost contact with Mr. Mo.”

As she spoke, Ma Xiaowan took out the map and pointed at the marked point on it.

Fang Heng went up to check.

The location circled on the map was in the central region of the Empire.

In order to save time, he and Mo Jiawei split up to carry out their plan.

Mo Jiawei went to collect the rare resources needed to create the enlightenment stone, and at the same time, he went to discuss with the various feudal lords of the Empire the order of constructing the mage tower.

Fang Heng felt that Mo Jiawei’s hidden luck value was higher than others when it came to searching for resources on the map, so it was more suitable for him to go.

He did not expect that he would suddenly fall out with the Empire, and Mo Jiawei seemed to have entered the tiger’s den…

Ma Xiaowan was a little worried and said in a deep voice, “Lord Fang Heng, we have already missed the time to meet up with Mr. Mo. I’m worried that Mr. Mo might be in danger.”

“Mm, I got it. You continue to transport the supplies. The materials needed to build the Tier 2 ghost tower need to be sent to the Land of Plague immediately.”

“Alright, I understand.”

After watching Ma Xiaowan leave, Fang Heng opened the game log to check.

Mo Jiawei’s name was still on the team, which meant that he was still part of the trial. He might be in danger, but it shouldn’t be a big problem.

Upon closer inspection, Mo Jiawei and Ma Xiaowan’s team had agreed to the rescue location in the central region of the Empire.

Coincidentally, he triggered the next stage of the mission after killing Sydney.

The mission only gave a general direction, and it could only be triggered accurately when one went to the mission location.

From that direction, the mission location also pointed to the central region of the Empire.

Fang Heng scratched his head.

Also, what’s going on with Wei Tao?

It was about time for Wei Tao and the rest to meet up with him at the Land of Plague.

Why was there not even a shadow?

Was it delayed because of Tang Mo’s matter?

Well, that was very likely.

After thinking for a while, Fang Heng still felt that the materials needed to build the ghost tower and the enlightenment stone at Mo Jiawei’s side were more important.

Before the Empire’s people attacked, he would look for Mo Jiawei and find a way to meet up with him.

As for Wei Tao and his friends, they might have just met with some trouble and were only temporarily delayed. With their abilities, they should be able to resolve it.

After making up his mind, Fang Heng was about to head to the meeting point in the middle of the Empire to look for Mo Jiawei when suddenly, several lines of game notifications appeared on his retina.

[Hint: The Holy Court has declared the Land of Plague to be one of the sources of the apocalypse.]

[Hint: Your friendliness with the major forces has changed (click here for more details) ]

Fang Heng’s brows were tightly locked together as he muttered to himself, “Oh… The Holy Court…”

….

Outside the game, the disturbance in the Land of Plague of the barbarians’ world had caused a storm in the intermediate game forums.

Of course, this was limited to the barbarian game world.

After entering the mid-tier game, the Federation’s official forum was divided into dozens of game zones of various sizes.

The feudal lord of the Land of Plague was only a hot topic in the barbarian land forum.

The Imperial mausoleum was blown up, and Lord Fang Heng became a rebel force in the Empire!

After so many years, the human Empire had once again experienced a rebellion, and it was related to the sacred tree in the Land of Plague that had recently caught fire.

It just so happened that the barbarian race had just been defeated and had yet to retreat.

Anyone who received this news would make some connections.

What made the players feel like there was a problem was that several large guilds in the game chose to remain silent.

There was no news at all.

The silence seemed to suggest that they had come to an agreement.

Thus, the guilds in the game began to stir.

However, just as the operation began, a few hours after the news was sent out, the news of Hani City’s fall spread throughout the entire Empire!

Who could it be?

After some investigation, some smart people began to wonder if the Land of Plague had any connection with the top ten guilds in the barbarian land. Even the Land of Plague and the sacred tree might have been created by these big guilds!

After all, Lord Fang Heng’s identity was too strange. It was as if he had suddenly appeared out of thin air, and it was inevitable that he would arouse suspicion.

A small number of player guilds were still cautiously observing, but most of the player guilds could no longer sit still.

Who cares who Fang Heng was?

Could he defeat the Empire?

The player guilds, big and small, as well as the major alliance organizations, were gathering in secret. They either followed the feudal lords or took the initiative to form groups, preparing to deal with the Land of Plague together and looking for an opportunity to get a share of the loot.

At that moment, another bombshell was dropped, shocking countless players!

The Holy Court!

The Holy Court once again sent out a prophecy of the end of the world, pointing the spearhead at the Land of Plague, declaring that the Land of Plague was the beginning of a disaster and that only the power of the holy light could save the end.

The player forum was in an uproar again.

For a long time, the Holy Court had been very low-key in the barbarian land except for spreading all kinds of doomsday news. They had been suppressed by the royal family until they could not lift their heads.

But this time, the Holy Court was too strange, and they actually joined the crusade against the Land of Plague?

And they were even standing with the royal family?

What was the problem?
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