Evil God? My servants are players!

"They're back! And they brought Veronica back with them!" the priestess, who had calmed down a bit, said, pointing at the players.

"What?! Lady Veronica?!" The local residents and adventurers reacted much more to this name than the Frost Adventurers.

Then, the local adventurers and townspeople looked in the direction the priest was pointing.

But upon seeing Veronica's appearance, the residents and adventurers alike erupted in horrific wails:

"Even Lady Veronica failed?!"

"Even Lady Veronica couldn't stop the Count?!"

"Waaaaah~ Lady Veronica~"

"What should we do now?"

"I thought everything would be alright once Lady Veronica arrived."

The adventurers and townspeople didn't say anything excessive, after all, the power of the medieval nobility was still quite authoritative.

If it weren't for Veronica's relative kindness, these townspeople, who were slightly above the peasants, wouldn't have dared to act disrespectfully in front of her.

But these words of disappointment were like sharp knives piercing Veronica's heart.

After all, she knew that it was because of her lack of awareness and her own illusions that the Earl of Hamlet had regained power, which led to the events that had occurred in Hamlet.

The suffering experienced by these townspeople and adventurers was all caused by her.

Intense guilt overwhelmed Veronica like water, and just as she was about to drown, a pair of "big hands" suddenly pulled her up.

"Wow, this NPC's identity isn't simple. We really did save a big shot," Quanxianbangua commented.

"I don't know who said she was just a minor character used to highlight how awesome the boss is," the Phase Man replied, glancing at Quan Xianbanguai.

"That's something I didn't expect. I said at the time that such a detailed model shouldn't be just a minor character."

After explaining, the fully insured semi-trailer then asked:

"Didn't you already say you were going to log off? What are you still doing here?"

"Let's check out the story so we don't get confused after it's released. The story is a bit disjointed, and if we miss even a little bit, we won't understand it."

After stroking his chin and thinking for a moment, the phase man continued:

"Moreover, the plot of this game requires guessing, just like those old, high-difficulty games. I remember it was called something like Dark Souls? There are still quite a few old-school game enthusiasts playing it now."

In response to the "phase man's" viewpoint, Quanxianbangua expressed a strong agreement, saying:

"Indeed, we were grinding monsters when suddenly it got dark, and the map changed drastically. If it weren't for the quest description, who would know what happened?"

"But what's the plot now?" Quan Xianbangua asked, looking at the agitated townspeople and adventurers.

"Let's establish a new NPC's character. Since they are important NPCs, we should give them some storyline to establish their character. For example, how can they raise their arms and have all the passersby bow down in worship?"

"Huh? Is it that stupid?"

"I was just giving an example, but it should be a passionate speech to solve the problem of low morale among these random NPCs, and then everyone can unite to fight against the natural disaster."

"Shall we make dumplings?"

"Of course, but these dumplings seem to have given themselves away a bit. This group of people is really in a bad state. There are only a few of them left out of a bunch of people, and it seems that quite a few resident NPCs have also died."

Although she couldn't quite understand what the Phase Man and the Half-Hanger were saying, Veronica didn't care. After all, even among the Imperials, communication was quite difficult in areas that were far apart.

However, Veronica also grasped the key point of their conversation: now was not the time to be discouraged; she had to pull herself together because the people here were still counting on her.

To be honest, Veronica really wanted to give an inspiring speech, but her body wouldn't allow her to do anything strenuous.

Veronica was nearing the end of her life and needed to rest.

However, Veronica still mustered her spirits and tried to cheer up the townspeople's disappointed hearts.

But even Veronica didn't know what to say, or what her goal was now: to survive or to defeat the enemy?

So Veronica could only shout empty slogans:

"Don't despair, everyone! We can... we can definitely defeat the enemy! As long as I'm alive, there's hope!"

The people in the dungeon also reacted indifferently to Veronica's "speech".

They glanced at Veronica with disappointment before returning to their respective campfires to huddle together for warmth.

A speaker who lacks self-confidence, coupled with an extremely frail appearance, Veronica's actions were destined to be futile.

Moreover, after the collapse of order, hope, and trust, the power of the past naturally dissipates as well. To put it bluntly, after despair, the townspeople here no longer care about anything.

Seeing that everyone was still immersed in despair and unwilling to listen to her, the "leader," Veronica was confused again.

"Let's rest for a bit..." In the end, Sasha walked to Veronica's side, wanting to help the seriously injured Veronica to rest first.

Veronica knew that she couldn't do anything in her current state, so she could only go and rest with Sasha.

So Veronica went to sit down by the Ice Adventurers' campfire and began to slowly heal herself.

"Are you really alright?" the pastor asked, looking at the large hole in Veronica's stomach.

"It's alright, I just can't fight for the time being," Veronica replied to the priest while treating her wounds.

Seeing that Veronica's treatment was having little effect, the thief asked, "Is the wound not healing?"

"Um."

"Although it's painful, how about trying to remove some flesh around the wound? This can help remove the toxins that are preventing further treatment."

"It's not working. It seems like some kind of entrenched energy is preventing the treatment, but those strange undead seem to have a way of dealing with it."

After sitting down to rest, Veronica's expression softened slightly, and she continued to ask the Ice Adventure Team for information:

"Who are those strange undead? They don't look like undead at all."

"We don't know much about them either. They claim to be beings born from the anomalies in the dungeon, and they call themselves 'Resurrected Ones'," Sasha replied before continuing her explanation.

"Although I didn't spend much time with them, they were definitely a nice bunch."

Veronica deeply agreed with Sasha's point of view, after all, she was also saved by that group of strange undead, and that group of undead even sacrificed their companions for it.

"really……"

"Vice Captain! This thing works again!" The soldier who hadn't spoken until now suddenly raised his phone and shouted.

It turned out he had been fiddling with his phone, and Luna's voice was coming from it.

"Is everything alright over there?!"

"elder sister?!"

"Captain?!" *2

Meanwhile, Luna on the phone looked around and, finding that the Ice Adventure Team hadn't lost any members, breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I was so scared! This thing suddenly lost signal, and it seems like the resurrected ones are making some big moves. They even called Hyacinth away! I thought something had happened to you guys."

"So what exactly happened?!"

When Luna asked her for details, Sasha told her everything that had happened on the surface.

Veronica, who was standing nearby, added some information that the Ice Adventurers didn't know.

And so, the group spent some time exchanging information and taking a short break.

The group had thoroughly exchanged information, and they had pieced together the true situation on the surface.

"Did something this serious happen on the surface? Even Veronica was seriously injured?!" Luna was shocked by the news.

"Yeah, we've been doing this for so long, only to find out the truth after it all happened. It's all been for nothing, it's really embarrassing," the thief said dejectedly.