The geographical background of Yggdrasills was the World Tree of Norse mythology.
The location of the underground tomb of Nasarek was Helheim in the Underworld.
When the game was still in existence, the Great Graveyard was once a Dungeon Secret Realm. It was with the joint efforts of the Anziurgon members that they managed to conquer it and turn it into a guild base.
The entire tomb was divided into ten levels, which were the tomb, the underground lake, the ice river, the jungle, the lava, the wilderness, the royal suite, and the throne.
Except for the first to third floors, which were built by Chatiah. As the guardian, Bloodphalen, as well as the ninth and tenth floors, other than specific NPCs, no one else could reach them.
Each of the remaining levels had their own level guardians.
When Xi Xiang stepped onto the sixth level of the tomb, the guardians of the various levels were kneeling on the ground.
Meanwhile, Flying Squirrel stood in the VIP seats of the arena, looking down at the numerous aberrations.
Of course, Flying Squirrel's so-called majesty was probably only in the eyes of these NPCs who had soul life.
Xi Xiang, who was very familiar with Flying Squirrel, knew that Flying Squirrel was actually at a loss at this moment, so he stood awkwardly on the spot.
His dignity was awkward!
"Zaratul, you're here!"
Upon seeing Xi Xiang's arrival, Flying Squirrel seemed to have found his backbone. He finally heaved a sigh of relief, and the awkward atmosphere dissipated.
"Hmm, how's the situation, Flying Squirrel?”
Xi Xiang's demonic eyes swept across the many guardians kneeling on the ground.
These guardians noticed Xi Xiang's gaze and tried their best to lower their bodies on the ground to express their humility.
"I've already asked Sebastian to go to the cemetery to do a basic investigation. Now, Sebastian will answer our questions.”
Flying Squirrel tried his best to imitate the dignified tone that Xi Xiang had used when ordering Ya-er Bei De.
At the same time, Flying Squirrel's panicked voice sounded in Xi Xiang's mind.
Although the game had changed and many game functions had disappeared, the 'private message chat' function was still there. This was really good news for Flying Squirrel.
"Zaratul, I've already tested the loyalty of these NPCs according to your instructions. For the time being, their loyalty is fine.”
"…But just like you said, I wonder if the other members added settings and attributes like 'snitch' when they created the NPCs.”
"You know it, and I know it too. Those guys are really going to do that!”
Flying Squirrel only felt a headache coming on. In the past, Yggdrasills was just a game. In the game, everyone liked to do things, and there would not be any big problems anyway.
However, now that the game had become reality, some of the settings that had been set up might become troublesome.
"In the past, guild weapons could be modified by NPCs. However, after some changes, this function has disappeared.”
"…But we can still use our magic in the game, and we can still use our props. You are still the strongest in the world. This is really good news that makes me feel at ease.”
Flying Squirrel typed in the private chat in his mind with the hand speed that he had trained after being single for many years.
Although Xi Xiang wanted to tell him that the game had a voice function, Flying Squirrel was probably used to it.
Flying Squirrel was filled with regret. If he had known this would happen, he would have studied the NPCs in the Guild.
In the past, NPCs were just a set program. Guild members did not care about them at all.
If not for the fact that he had gathered all the guardians of all levels, Flying Squirrel would not even be able to recognize all of them. He would not even be able to read their names.
Xi Xiang nodded.
He was a meticulous person.
To be able to climb up from the bottom to the top in the cyberpunk society, other than talent, caution was Xi Xiang's greatest strength.
He had only watched the first season of 'Overlord' and knew nothing about the rest.
From the looks of the first season, this was a show.
However, when everything in the drama became reality, Xi Xiang had to be careful.
Logically speaking, in this world of swords and magic after transmigration, there were existences that were comparable to Anziurgon, or even stronger.
A very important question was why the Nazarik's Great Grave would transmigrate. If this mystery was not solved, it would always make people wary.
With basic reasoning, one could tell that the reason for the transmigration must exist in this world of swords and magic, not the world of cyberpunk.
And when he transmigrated, Anziurgon's guild ranking was already above 20.
The guilds that were ranked before the Anziurgon Guild might have transmigrated.
The guild members weren't scary, but the world-class tools were.
This was the first reason.
Secondly, the world that first appeared in West Village was Box Court, which was a place where asura gods and buddhas flew all over the sky.
With West Village's current ability, it could barely be considered as one of the six great demons.
In that world filled with Asura Gods and Buddhas, there were many people who were as powerful as him or even stronger.
If an invincible monster appeared in this world and he was killed because he was not careful enough, it would be a joke.
Therefore, Xi Xiang did not find Flying Squirrel's battle of wits and courage funny. In fact, he approved of it.
From God's perspective, Flying Squirrel's actions were a little silly.
But in reality, people like Flying Squirrel lived longer than anyone else!
Not only could he not attack his battle of wits and courage with the air, he even had to support him.
He even had to set a delusional goal first. There were monsters in this world!
There was once a huge battle in the game on the sixth floor of the Arena. There were a total of 42 VIP seats in the Arena.
Xi Xiang was sitting in his VIP seat, listening to Sebastian's report while thinking about his own business.
" Lord Zaratul, Lord Flying Squirrel, I've just led the Pleiades Star Cluster to the area around Nasaric's underground tomb to investigate.”
"…According to our investigation, the grave is no longer in Helheim of the nine worlds, but on a plain.”
" This plain is not on our map. Obviously, as you two sirs have expected, the grave has encountered an unknown emergency.”
"…On the plains, we have already discovered a human village. As for what to do next, please give us your instructions!”
A handsome old man in a butler's uniform with white hair and a beard was kneeling on the ground with one hand on his chest. He was reporting in a serious and calm tone.
He was the butler of Nasalik's underground tomb. His name was Sebastian. Made of rice.
Just like his creator, Taki. He was also a person who protected the weak and advocated justice.
Among the negative Justice Points in the underground tomb of Nasarik, his Justice Points were the highest among the positive ones. Moreover, he was in the Extreme Good faction. He was simply a wonder in the mud.
If there was a question about who was most likely to be a traitor in the tomb, Xi Xiang felt that this old man was the first to bear the brunt.
However, Saigo knew that Etaki was a powerful man. With Mi's personality, he would not set up those living things in the NPCs he created.
Loyalty is also a taki. The truth was that Sebastian would not betray the justice that Mi advocated even if everyone betrayed him.
Hearing Sebastian's request for instructions, both Flying Squirrel and the guardians looked at West Village subconsciously.
In the past, whenever the guild had any activities, the real commander had always been Xi Xiang.
The guardians who had memories of the past would naturally listen to Xi Xiang's orders first.
As for Flying Squirrel, he was just an ordinary employee in real life. He had never been a leader and did not understand the art of leadership.
If it wasn't for the fact that his skill had been in effect all this time, allowing him to maintain his calm, he would have already panicked and revealed his cowardice.
"Sebastian…"
Giving orders had long been Xi Xiang's habit and daily routine. He slowly spoke and called out the butler's name.
"Your subordinate is here, Lord Zaratul!"
Sebastian quickly lowered his head and listened to the Supreme Being's revelation.
"You…"
Xi Xiang was about to say something, but he paused. The pitch-black flames under his hood fluctuated, and joy appeared in his heart.
He suddenly sensed feedback from the darkness that gave birth to him. Someone had accepted the invitation he had sent out!
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