Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

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After all, in the game, as the protagonist, he was always killing monsters and clearing dungeons. Now that it was his turn to be the boss, Reji was looking forward to the people of the Syndicate bringing him more experience data on how to continue building the dungeon.

The news of the opening of a new area in the Dungeon ruins spread throughout the Syndicate within a few hours.

The "air wall" that had previously blocked the exploration of the deep Dungeon by the major forces had disappeared.

Instead, there was another new teleportation array.

This time, the deep-level area teleportation array blocked many excited adventurers from entering. People only then discovered that entering the next level of space was no longer a casual matter, but required a ticket.

And the ticket that could activate the teleportation array was naturally the stone tablet fragments.

At this point, many Syndicate forces shifted their attention to the stone tablet fragments.

Most of them only knew that these stone tablet fragments were the sacred objects worshipped by the earliest batch of natives in the Syndicate a long, long time ago.

But as time passed, the stone tablet fragments were scattered everywhere. In addition, the original Syndicate natives had long been driven away and squeezed out by these outsiders, so no one paid attention to or cared about the stone tablet fragments, at most treating them as antique collectibles.

As a result, the current Dungeon ruins actually required these stone tablet fragments, which added more mystery and a sense of antiquity to the Dungeon.

Many Syndicate people speculated that the history of the Dungeon might be even more ancient than they had imagined, most likely dating back thousands of years. It was possible that, like the mythical legends passed down in ancient history, there were various epic treasures here. Whoever could explore more of this place would obtain the power from those myths thousands of years ago.

At this moment, the people of the Syndicate began to frantically search for stone tablet fragments. Some fragments that were originally seen by chance due to luck were all being hyped up to sky-high prices in the black market.

After all, overnight, the stone tablet fragments had transformed from antique ornaments into precious Dungeon tickets. Everyone began to scramble to find new fragments, eager for the opportunity to get rich.

This was exactly what Reji wanted. He needed to collect 104 units of stone tablet fragments, which did not refer to 104 pieces, as each piece provided a different amount of units depending on its volume and share.

Rather than collecting fragments, it was more like collecting the energy within the fragments. Once the target was reached, the map system could be unlocked.

However, in just half a day since the opening of the new area, Reji checked the progress bar and found that it had already reached 53/104 collection, almost half.

So Reji speculated that the stone tablet fragments scattered in the Syndicate might be far more than just 104 units. There were probably many, many more, but he only needed this much energy to unlock it, without needing to collect them all.

At this rate, it should have ended quickly.

But on the second day, Reji discovered that his stone tablet fragment collection progress had stopped increasing. Upon further investigation, he found that the entrance to his Dungeon ruins had been blocked by someone else.

Many small and medium-sized forces were not allowed to enter, and even the stone tablet fragments in their hands were snatched away and plundered, forcing them not to enter the deeper areas.

Only the two remaining major forces in the Syndicate could carry out such a domineering act of "dungeon snatching".

"Do not be tempted by evil any longer. The shadow protects you and me. Return now."

The nuns of the Shadow Tribe placed their hands at the entrance.

Whenever adventurers from other forces tried to enter the next level with stone tablet fragments, they would be stopped by the nuns for admonishment.

If simply turning around and leaving wasn't enough.

The Shadow Nuns would still stop them. Only after handing over the stone tablet fragments would the nuns let them leave.

And if they were unwilling and tried to resist.

The nuns now had chains in their hands, like leashes for pet dogs. On the other end of the ropes were those who had tried to resist the nuns and were eventually captured, becoming the "Shadow Disciples" in the nuns' hands.

These were basically all men, stripped of their clothes. The surface of their naked skin was crawling with shackle curses corroded by the nuns' shadow energy. Although they were called Shadow Disciples, they were actually treated as slaves, ordered around by the nuns as they pleased.

Of course, the nuns didn't think so. Men were the embodiment of impurity. They did this without any psychological burden, just to purify them, make them atone for their sins, and become Shadow Disciples who could break free from "carnal sins".

As allies, the Death Heralds clicked their tongues in amazement at this scene.

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They could even make enslaving sound so noble, calling them disciples.

However, they didn't stop it either. After all, this was the nuns' way of fighting. The more "Shadow Disciples" they had in their hands, the more help they would have when exploring the deep ruins later.

And indeed, they collected so many stone tablet fragments not only to monopolize the Dungeon and ensure they could seize the divine artifacts brought by the first kill, but also to bring as many people in as possible.

After all, the entrance teleportation charged stone tablet fragments based on the number of people.

When they had collected enough shares of stone tablet fragments, as many as thirty or more pieces, and invested them into the teleportation array, sure enough, the light of the teleportation array expanded a lot, becoming incredibly large.

In this way, one hundred and fifty Death Heralds, seventy nuns from the Shadow Tribe, and finally the two to three hundred male slaves captured by these nuns could all step into the teleportation array.

The two major forces united, forming an exploration team of several hundred people, which was an imposing sight.

Just this lineup and momentum completely crushed the other forces.

With such numbers, it undoubtedly gave the nuns and Death Herald members full confidence that they would definitely reap a bountiful harvest. With this impatient anticipation, their figures were gradually swallowed by the light of the teleportation array, successfully entering the new area deep within the Dungeon.

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