I Became an In-game NPC

Hekarim is living a miserable life now. As a monster leader, although he only has nearly a hundred evil centaurs, it is enough for him to have a very nourishing life.

Occupy a large area, kill no more than a few adventurers, or go to the opposite Goulou camp to fight the autumn wind. If his soldiers die too much, he only needs to pray to the strong existence of the faith, and he will soon be recruited.

As a wise monster, be careful overall, he can live well.

However, he was really unlucky recently. First, he was framed by that abominable and sly adventurer, and he fought fiercely with the doghead. He finally escaped with shame, but in the next two days, he encountered a very strong earthquake. Oh my god! He hasn't encountered this kind of world change in his life. By the time of the disaster, less than half of the centaur remains.

But before he finished the sacrifice and supplemented enough manpower, the evil consequences of the great earthquake gradually fermented, and all the monsters in the southeastern part of Bretnia rose up, left their original gathering place and migrated to the distance.

The Aike Forest is invaded by foreign monsters every day, and even the opposing doghead tribe begins to turn to zero and spread.

"Hah! The **** Dragon Warlock couldn't restrain his men and lost the advantage in quantity. Sooner or later!"

That's what it said, but Hekarim himself wasn't much better. Although the frightened Centaur was constrained by himself, he was killed every day by the constant stimulation of the outside world. If he goes on like this, it won't be long. The tribe will be completely destroyed.

The evil centaur leader is indifferent to the death of his companion. What makes him truly anxious is that he will become alone and lonely. At this time, he is very envious of those humans and has not suffered any loss in the town where he gathered.

"Maybe it's time to change the environment!" He thought of the strange communication with Bud before. The data link under the rules of the system gave him a novel feeling. "It doesn't seem to be inconceivable!"

But Bud didn't have that much time to think about it at this time. True, he was surprised when he received a sudden newsletter from a monster. If this news was told, no one would believe it.

What's behind this, it's horrible to think about.

However, the old gravekeeper only gave him a one-day deadline. Although it was a good intention, if he had not solved the seal problem after one day, the other party would have to notify the city, and seeing the opportunity for exploration would slip away.

Adventures on both sides represent the possibility of discovering the mysteries behind the system.

Which side can I choose to give my best benefit? Bud was not sure, too little information!

Therefore, he can only carry out actions nearby, after all, it is true that he is holding in his hands.

As time approaches dusk, a five-person expedition team leaves the city, close to the rarely-occupied cemetery area. They are all well-equipped, but faintly separated from each other. It can be seen that the members are not familiar to each other.

"Hah! If I say, the system should turn this area into a refreshed area for the undead monsters. If you move in by the city, you can increase the value of the human race, how good it is!" At this time, the shield turned into a giant tower shield with a height of one person, carrying a thick tortoise shell behind it, coupled with a thick armor, walking on the ground was a step by step.

"I want to be beautiful!" The speaking priest was exposed and dressed. His long beautiful legs not only attracted people's attention when walking around, but also firm and powerful, and the fight was not inferior to that of ordinary fighters.

auzw.com She glared at the happy windmill, and understood that the other was intentionally speaking to regulate the atmosphere, but she could see the lady who was at the front of the team and was almost side by side with Bud. "If there is such a good thing, do we have to wait in line for the opportunity to clean the catacombs of the temple once a month? Some daydreams are better done less! We waste our time in vain."

Happy Windmill grinned and smiled. It's a matter of this kind of thing. His participation seems not good!

Someone beside him interjected, "Well? Sister Jam often go to the cemetery? Then protect me then!"

The halfling Nina bounced and said, she looked at her hot body but was still very thin compared to the happy windmill. After thinking about it, she felt that relying on the latter was more secure and silently The soldier leaned around, but was still searching for information about the cemetery in his mouth for peace of mind.

"Now, what exactly does a skeleton look like, in vain? Does it have a long-term relationship with the sun? Will it not mold if you stay underground?"

At the forefront, Bud listened to the conversation in the team, and he still had to cope with the inquiries of Winter Leaf beside him.

"So, Bard's real purpose is actually to monopolize the material market and further bring together logistics professionals such as producers to establish the future status of your guild. Rather than the other way around, is the strength of the adventurer determining the logistical ability? After all, the materials needed to make the equipment must be obtained through adventure, and can not be grown from the ground? "

The mage poured out the problems that troubled her. Although she could see Bard's layout clearly, she hadn't thought of the reasons to support the other side.

"There is a word you haven't heard, both hands must be grasped and both hands must be hard! What's more, is the Dragon Adventurer weak in strength? Before one side opens the breach, it is not obvious to make more progress from the other direction. Does that make sense? "

Upon hearing Bud's answer, the beautiful face of Winter's Leaves was a little ignorant, and the small leather boots under her feet lay on the soft soil. She began to think carefully and chewed Bud's words.

In fact, Bud felt a little blushing. Indeed, the fighting strength of the Sky Dragon is not weaker than any other team, but after receiving their own command of a master, the team they assembled together was somewhat misrepresented.

Happy Windmill is proficient in defense. In the past, it can barely be said that the violent combat priest is a light white jam, but his true identity is his own financial steward. Finally, what is the matter of Nina, the halfling?

Although at the beginning, the opponent was so impressed by his strong fighting alone, Bud didn't really see what the other party was unique in fighting strength.

"Oh! You must be proficient in traps when you go to the underground tomb exploration! Grandly recommend Nina!" The other party responded, although Bard himself believed that the tomb with the main purpose of sealing the monster should not hide any treasures. Therefore, it is unlikely that there will be a trap to prevent outsiders from invading, but he is not entirely sure, so he reluctantly agrees to bring a wanderer.

But that's not enough! Bard should ideally be called the starry sky with some bright power. This guy should be an advanced class like Bright Swordsman, or let Faber ’s calm mage come, and there is more firepower in front of him. Better to fight against monsters.

But these guys are responsible for managing the dragon in the sky, and a man who will help him to manage the dark places, but they can't find time. In addition, the ghost bells are broken. Baichuan each has a team upgrade task, which is temporarily adjusted. Trouble.

Think about it, you need a powerful mage. Just then, I heard that the winter leaves contacted Langlang Xingkong through Sister Rose Blood, and said that he wanted to see Bud, and then he understood the reason why the guys dodge things.

"Boring! My boss, I worked hard to plan, these guys still have the thought to consider this kind of thing?" Thinking of those people in the clan really playing with the mentality of playing games, Bud suddenly felt the need to call this group You guys can't always let him go!

"Maybe find an undisclosed force to play a fight and trigger a small-scale battle in advance? The day when the guild was officially established is also approaching, and the team needs to train to exert momentum and reputation, so it is not impossible to look at it!"

Thinking about this, a large-scale battle is gradually taking shape in Bud's mind. Perhaps when he returns from his mysterious underground mausoleum, Bretnia City will usher in **** and war!