"Purification of Stratholme, huh? Charge! Charge, charge, charge!"
"Wait a minute, this thing is a Level 15 Secret Realm, I’m Level 12, I can’t charge in..."
"Damn! Lin Ye is only Level 10 and he’s charging in directly, why are you chickening out at Level 12?"
Suddenly, this Secret Realm that wasn’t particularly popular has become the top choice.
Many people were pouring into this challenging large Secret Realm at this moment.
’Purification of Stratholme’ is a Level 15 large Secret Realm, generally existing in the form of a team quest, activated only when a certain number of people enter.
But this Secret Realm has always been relatively obscure.
This time was completely different though, because it was opened by Lin Ye, drawing a mob of followers into this realm they would’ve otherwise avoided their whole life.
Everyone wanted to get in early so as not to miss out.
"Oh my God, 100 slots filled instantly?"
"Really... I was just sending a message to my friend, and the slots are gone?"
"Are you kidding? Usually this Secret Realm is something a few rich kids hire teams to play with, isn’t it?"
In just one second, all 100 slots in this Secret Realm were taken!
Those who didn’t make it in were left stunned.
They were just a tiny bit slow, and lost the chance...
There’s no way, unless someone already inside willingly leaves before the quest starts, only then can someone else enter.
But that’s virtually impossible, as everyone who charged into ’Purification of Stratholme’ did so because of Lin Ye. For that reason alone, they won’t leave!
No one would give up such an opportunity.
[Current number: 100/100, required number to start the quest reached, the quest will begin in half an hour!]
Lin Ye looked at the prompt in front of him, squinting his eyes slightly.
As expected, as long as he opened this Secret Realm, there’d be no shortage of people willing to join.
A hundred-man Secret Realm, the number of monsters is far beyond that of an ordinary five-man party dungeon, and more monsters mean more Experience Value! Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
Otherwise, Lin Ye wouldn’t choose ’Purification of Stratholme’ as his leveling-up target!
"Where’s Master Lin Ye? Can we come and meet you?"
"Master Lin Ye! I’m finally in the same Secret Realm with you!"
"So awesome, please, which one of you is Lin Ye? I’d like to be friends with him..."
In the miasma-filled town, Professionals were excitedly searching for Lin Ye’s figure.
But they couldn’t get a single response.
Then, an old man leaning on a cane, trembling, appeared before the Professionals.
"Dear sirs, are you here to help us resist the Catastrophe?"
This old man was a resident of Stratholme.
Besides him, many other residents were cautiously watching from the streets.
"Uh... Grandpa, we..."
The Professional being asked seemed to suddenly remember something and became flustered.
He quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet the old man’s eyes.
"Grandpa, are these big brothers here to help our Lord Knight?" A child of about five or six peeked from behind the elder, gazing at the Professionals with innocent, curious eyes.
"Yes, they are..." The old man lovingly patted the child’s head.
"Great! The Lords of Knight have come to save us!" The child cheered.
The residents on the town’s streets, hearing the child’s cheers, also flooded out, some cheering, some crying, others bowing to the Professionals.
But this scene made all the Professionals frown.
"Oh no, in my excitement, I forgot why this Secret Realm is so obscure..."
"Damn it, I shouldn’t have come here!"
"Oh my god... I can’t do it!"
Each Professional had a struggling expression...
Watching the countdown timer for the quest tick down, the Professionals still hesitated to act.
Except for a few who charged in without reading the guides and don’t know the Secret Realm’s details, most of those hesitating had read about this Secret Realm.
The task of Purification of Stratholme is to completely eliminate all the Catastrophe Undead within the Secret Realm!
At first glance, this seems fine, as many Secret Realm tasks are similar with little difference.
However, what truly terrifies people about ’Purification of Stratholme’ is, after the quest countdown ends, all residents in this town will transform into Ghouls and become part of the Catastrophe Undead.
Under such conditions, the Professionals will find themselves beset from all sides, falling into an extremely difficult predicament.
The solution, in fact, is simple, with the quest’s countdown providing a hint...
That’s to kill all the townsfolk before they transform into Ghouls!
Otherwise, the countdown wouldn’t last a whole half hour.
Obviously, this time is meant for the Professionals to slaughter the town residents...
"Doesn’t Lin Ye’s Holy Light Feather have the effect of dispelling abnormal statuses? Why isn’t he acting?"
"It’s useless; the undead plague infecting Stratholme’s people can’t be dispelled by Professional skills!"
"Indeed, if it were that simple, this Secret Realm wouldn’t be so unpopular..."
The Professionals whispered among themselves.
The cheering residents seemed to sense something wrong, their cheers faded, and their eyes looking at the Professionals carried a hint of fear.
This change made the Professionals looked at each other, speechless.
They couldn’t bring themselves to do it...
It was just too cruel.
Especially for these Novice Professionals.
They had no qualms about killing monsters but when it came to defenseless residents...
Lin Ye, hidden among the crowd, watched the struggling Professionals and couldn’t help but reflect.
Opening a large Secret Realm and gathering ninety-nine somewhat humane guys unexpectedly was either good luck or bad.
The reason for Stratholme’s unpopularity is that many Professionals simply can’t handle the pressure of turning on civilians.
Lin Ye decided to stop pretending and walked towards the old man.
As he walked, he reached for his Spatial Bag.
"Brother, shall we think of another way?"
"There’s still time, why not wait a bit..."
"No, still time to exit?"
Lin Ye’s actions clearly made the Professionals uneasy, all suggesting that he wait.
However, Lin Ye pulled out a bottle and said, "Find someone to pour this water into the town well, then have all residents take a sip!"
The old man, leaning on his cane, seemed to have clarity in his cloudy eyes, he exclaimed, "Is this... Holy Water?"