Immediately afterwards.

A box appeared in front of him. When he opened it, he found a neat set of armor and weapons inside.

The King of Elves put on his battle armor, held the Crescent Moon Sword, and then put on his mask to hide his appearance.

"I'm ready."

he said.

——After putting on the mask, my voice seemed to have changed.

The surrounding darkness gradually faded away.

The King of Elves found himself standing in a magnificent palace.

The hall is filled with various treasures.

——These treasures are not real treasures, but things that can be called treasures in this game.

The door slowly opened.

Several professionals walked in.

"Excuse me, are you the quartermaster of the city defense army?" a professional asked cautiously.

——What kind of person is the King of Elves? After reading the note, he knew what he should do.

"Hmph, a wanderer like you has no right to talk to me."

The King of Elves said disdainfully.

Those professionals were all stunned.

One of the professionals said: "Sir, we are here to donate military supplies and money."

"Ah, welcome, powerful heroes, what do you want to donate? Soul power? Will power? Merit? Or treasure?" The King of Elves immediately changed his tone of respect.

"I want to see what good things the military has first." Another professional said.

"Just take a look, there may be something you want, but I want to remind you that only heroes who have an extremely close relationship with our city defense army and have a high reputation in our camp can obtain our equipment." The King of Elves said.

Several professionals nodded silently.

prestige--

Many games have this link.

When your reputation is high, you can obtain exclusive high-quality equipment from a certain camp in the game.

They dispersed and walked around among the armors, weapons, gems, skill books, and war horse summons.

A professional whispered:

"The things here are very sophisticated and are several levels higher than the rewards you get from doing tasks outside."

Another professional also said: "Everyone please keep it secret and don't tell others. We must seize the time to increase the reputation of this place."

Everyone nodded.

"But I don't have much soul power left." Another professional said in distress.

"No way, I remember that your soul power is the highest among us." His companion said in surprise.

The professional snapped his fingers.

I saw a line of cool and colorful small words appearing above his head:

"The best summoner in the world, the supreme, the leading brother."

Several other people looked at this name and all exclaimed in amazement.

"How much soul power did you spend!" said the companion with jealousy.

"But now I'm not as fast as you," the leader sighed, "I can't handle the tasks here. It seems that you will get better equipment than me.

Several companions were a little jealous at first, but then they reacted.

yes.

All his soul power and money have been spent, now it's our turn to steal the show!

While everyone pretended to comfort him, they walked up to the "quartermaster" and began to pay soul power and money to refresh their reputation.

finally.

When everyone's reputation changed from "average" to "familiar", the quartermaster really opened his mouth and said:

"Please go outside the city and help our city defense army resist the invasion of bandits. After that, you can choose an exclusive piece of equipment for our city defense army."

"good!"

Everyone had been waiting for this moment, so they immediately responded and quickly left the hall and headed outside the city.

——The leading brother was the only one left, standing lonely in the hall.

"Friend, why are you here alone?" the quartermaster looked at him and asked.

The leader gave a wry smile and said: "I probably can't donate any military supplies, and I can't accept the mission. It seems that I will be left behind by them this time."

"No, you have such a great title. I can also see that your strength is far beyond that of ordinary people." the quartermaster said.

The big brother who took the lead cheered up.

What the other party said seemed to have a different meaning.

Could it be that...the identity triggered some special plot?

"Do you see any use for me?" he asked respectfully.

"Of course, how can a master like you be trained as an ordinary professional? I have a special mission here. Take it, go out, open it and have a look." The quartermaster handed over an envelope.

"Thank you for your kindness."

The elder brother who took the lead took the envelope, bowed, hurried out of the hall, found a deserted corner, and opened the letter.

I saw a line of words written on the letter paper:

"Congratulations to 'Brother taking the lead' for officially launching the pvp mode."

"From now on, you can attack other professionals."

"Please increase the number of enemy kills to 500 within five hours."

"Complete this PVP mission, your city defense army's reputation will be upgraded to 'Loved by Ten Thousand People', and you will receive a mysterious exclusive title, mount, and weapon."

The big brother who took the lead glanced at it and felt his blood boiling.

"I have killed more than 500 people..."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!