My Players Are So Fierce

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The Power of the Swamp·Avalon’s Grace_2

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The Power of the Swamp·Avalon’s Grace_2

“My wife told me that we shouldn’t overthink this.

The fact that it can openly exist and new players can freely enter the game already proves its harmlessness.

So, enjoying the pleasure the game itself brings is the right way.”

“Mm.”

Yuan nodded.

He understood that Brother Huozi was trying to remind him.

The tall man riding atop the Wind Eagle glanced again at the girls’ group, and happened to lock eyes with Orchid.

The seasoned traveler gave him a fierce glare before turning her head away, ignoring him entirely, which made Yuan chuckle involuntarily.

Orchid definitely isn’t like this in real life.

That girl is icy and aloof.

It seems she also thoroughly enjoys the fun of exploring this unfamiliar world.

Perhaps he should learn from her?

“Twenty more minutes until we reach Wolf Castle!

Brothers, once we get there, you’ll have two hours of free time.

Stock up on supplies and gear for crossing the swamp.

We’ll regroup and set out this afternoon!

Be cautious while traversing the swamp.

If anyone falls behind, we’ll mercilessly leave them behind.”

Threejin Sweet Potato Burn shouted within the newly formed group framework.

His intentionally fierce demeanor prompted a round of hearty laughter from the players.

Lady Adel’s “Pioneering Group” mainly consisted of Black Iron veterans, with only a handful of newbies.

Ever since the calamity caused by the Jackal Warlock dissipated, the forces within this swamp that could threaten them had dwindled to nearly none.

However, just as everyone rode their Wind Eagles into the swamp, “Lady Shui” suddenly let out a surprised nasal sound.

As one of the only two Nature Walkers who had ascended to mid-level ranks within the church, she easily perceived the “changes” occurring within the Polluted Swamp.

The swamp was still the same unsettling marshland, but some sort of invisible power had started to spread and rise within it.

“Avalon’s power is taking root here!

The God of Nature has blessed this swamp.”

Lady Shui informed her companions:

“After we conquered Wolf Castle, the game developer notes mentioned that Avalon would enhance this swamp for us.

I thought it would just apply some buffs, but I didn’t expect it to take on a more realistic and logical form of support like this.”

“Huh?

I don’t feel anything at all?”

Sister Pomegranate looked at Lady Shui in surprise, only to receive a massive eye-roll.

Beside them, Lumina covered her mouth to suppress a laugh, making sure Sister Pomegranate wouldn’t see her amusement.

Then, she explained earnestly:

“Did you forget your race?

You’re a vampire of the midnight.

Did you really think you’d get the God of Nature’s blessing?

Aren’t you worried Avalon might throw a curse on you instead?

I can feel that invigorating energy; it seems the swamp’s blessing from the God of Nature is accessible to everyone but vampires.”

“Tch, so it’s ‘faction-specific,’ huh.

Avalon is really embracing racial discrimination—how boring!”

Sister Pomegranate pursed her lips.

She was clearly upset, though her “blasphemous” remarks did not draw any punishment.

Evidently, the God of Nature pretended not to hear those irreverent words from the vampire.

In this regard, Avalon sure seems like a pretty lenient fellow.

They quickly reached Wolf Castle, which was bustling with activity.

Although the place was small, the player count far exceeded that of Crimson Castle.

The primary reason was likely because this swamp had already become the “newbie leveling zone,” offering quests ranging from simple to challenging for newcomers to tackle, and the Blood Rat Gang was even planning to set up a replica of their fight club here.

With the current bustling scene, Miss Doris could easily see the future growth potential of this swampy settlement.

It might even develop into a settlement or small town on par with Torrent Castle or Bata Sin.

The entirety of Wolf Castle had now been taken over by the Bloodclaw Clan.

Hog had returned here from Crimson Castle to oversee things, and the Barbarian Soldiers under his command were dressed in imposing clan armor while riding Earth Wolves and patrolling the town to maintain order.

Unfortunately, the Mage Tower had yet to be fully repaired, so “Psychic Master” He Lu had to temporarily work from the Construct Tower.

Silver Moon Group exited the “flight point” and immediately encountered many old friends.

Shannan Tiger Roar of the virile Men’s Group, along with a team, was preparing to conquer “Rotten Corpses Ground.” When he spotted Lady Shui, the player community’s unanimously recognized “Number One Healer,” he instantly lit up and approached her enthusiastically.

Unfortunately, Lady Shui had tasks to complete and couldn’t join their dungeon run, so she introduced a few healer players she deemed capable.

“Wow, my wife is so popular among the player base.”

Brother Huozi, slightly sour, said to Lady Shui:

“I can even hear them calling you ‘Sister Shui.’ Those guys idolize you like a celebrity.

It really makes me feel a lot of pressure.

If some bad guy gets greedy ideas, this middle-aged man might have to start a ‘Wife Defense War.’”

“Ugh, stop being ridiculous!”

Lady Shui rolled her eyes in an adorable yet enchanting manner, lightly punching her husband’s chest.

She said:

“Come on, let’s head to the Natural Holy Land for your profession change.

Are you sure you want to follow the Druid path?”

“Of course!”

Brother Huozi laughed cheekily, walking behind his wife while cracking jokes.

He said:

“You’re a Nature Priest, and I’m a Druid.

If we round things up, doesn’t that make us the Granny Druid Duo ruling the world?”

“Ugh, middle-aged men and their outdated gaming habits are so off-putting.

Young people wouldn’t even get this joke anymore.”

Lady Shui sighed, placing her palm against her forehead as she spoke: