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The game has become a real alternate world

Chapter 540 - 223 Identification Skill_3

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updatedAt: 2026-01-25

CHAPTER 540: CHAPTER 223 IDENTIFICATION SKILL_3

Half of the Elves take on the role of Rangers.

And most of them are either long-distance shooting Rangers or close-combat sword Rangers.

Rangers who are more similar to Thieves are rare.

Annabelle is one of them.

Kana remembers this Elf, who is considered a well-known NPC among the Thieves.

Seeing her impressive combat record, she was transferred to the Soul Guardian unit.

Specifically to complete some challenging tasks, she is part of the Night Watcher’s special forces.

"The leader... Kana shouldn’t be deceiving us about this, she must have obtained some information," Annabelle said.

Abis looked around the area: "We’ve searched all the villages around here, they’ve all been destroyed by the Blood Race.

As for the villagers, I think they’ve either become Ghouls or soldiers of the Blood Race, there should be none left."

Under these circumstances, where could they inquire about the Legend of the Ghost Pirates that circulates here?

Annabelle took out a slip of paper from her pocket.

It was written with the words Kana had said when she issued the task to them through the channel at that time.

These words were noted down by Annabelle on the paper, and she would occasionally take them out to see if there were any clues.

"If no information is found, Kana instructed us to stroll around this area at night.

If that still doesn’t work, look for any shipwrecks."

[Grey Fang: I see a tattered ship, look at my position on the map.]

Looking at the information from Grey Fang in their squad channel,

the group immediately ran over through the map.

Soon they found Grey Fang on a narrow beach below a Sea Cliff.

Not far from him, the Winged Dragon was hunting fish by the sea.

Grey Fang himself was crouching by the edge of the beach, tilting his head, looking into an indentation in the cliff.

Noticed Raelia and the others.

He turned around and waved them over.

"Come here, this, eyes."

Raelia walked over and tilted her head for a look: "I can’t see anything, though?"

It then occurred to Grey Fang that, as a Winged Dragon Knight, his vision was much better than others.

What he could see, others might not be able to make out clearly.

"I, eyesight, good."

Listening to Grey Fang’s expression, Annabelle was still not used to it.

However, having been together for so many days, she could roughly understand what Grey Fang was trying to express.

The Elf’s eyesight was quite good too, and standing in Grey Fang’s position, she looked into that indentation and saw a similar outline of a tattered ship.

"How do we get over there? It’s all rocks and unknown depths." Raelia questioned.

This doesn’t bode well for the horsemen’s size.

"We aren’t in a hurry to go over; it’s too early now."

Abis looked at the sun by the sea and said.

The daytime sun carries a lot of positive energy; if there really were Ghost Pirates, daytime is clearly not the time they would act.

It wouldn’t be too late to move when night falls.

The group waited until nighttime.

As the sun set, a few stars began to twinkle overhead.

However, until nearly midnight, still nothing was found.

"Do we have to wait until midnight?" Raelia couldn’t help but ask.

To avoid alarming anyone, they hadn’t even started a campfire.

Another cold night wind blew over, carrying a salty sea breeze.

Grey Fang suddenly wrinkled his nose, sniffing the air.

"The wind, something’s off."

Only then did the others smell that the seafood smell in the air was mixed with some strange scent.

It was somewhat like a rotting smell, but not stinky.

"Look over there," Annabelle said.

At the rocks they could see,

some green glowing figures were slowly moving.

But they weren’t heading for the beach.

As they followed with their eyes, the map also showed small white dots indicating the presence of life forms.

"Is that the Ghost Pirates?"

"Have you noticed that the moon is exceptionally round tonight?" Annabelle slightly gazed at the sky.

They made no attempt to approach.

Instead, they quietly waited.

Until midnight.

Those eerie green lights slowly headed towards where the beach was.

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