Necromancer and Super Cemetery

   Chapter 440 Bearded Robin

However, Green's expectations for the barbarian legion are higher than those of the ordinary servant army in the foggy world, so in order to ensure loyalty, these barbarians who join him will be infected with undead spirits and transformed into shadow totems like Netherland Alva. Warriors, in this way can guarantee loyalty, but also can use the characteristics of the cemetery, so that the barbarians can improve their level through combat.

  Green had a wishful thinking in his heart, and made an appointment with the Netherlands to visit the barbarian tribe in person.

First, I came to visit in person to show my sincerity. Second, I also need to check the terrain near the barbarian tribe and whether the Loen people are closely monitored. After all, it is not easy to bring out tens of thousands of men, women and children from the entire barbarian tribe. matter.

   As for directly opening the gate of time and space and letting the barbarian tribe transfer into the foggy world through the cemetery, Greene couldn't choose to be so reckless.

Because it is too easy, it does not show the preciousness of this opportunity. The so-called rush is not a business, so Green decided to let the barbarian tribe go through a difficult migration and break through the layers of the Loen Federation. Just like the study of scriptures, it has experienced all kinds of difficulties before it becomes more precious.

   In addition, it is very risky to directly open the gate of time and space to the cemetery in the barbarian tribe. If the secrets of the cemetery and the foggy world are exposed, it will inevitably bring him unimaginable trouble.

   However, something unexpected happened!

   is ready on Green's side, just waiting for news from the Netherlands and confirming the spatial coordinates, he will be able to shuttle there.

   Unexpectedly, at this time, the soul link between Green and the Netherlands was cut off unexpectedly!

Green couldn't help being taken aback. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he thought to himself: "What's going on? Did Netherland die suddenly? But that's not right! It's clearly still in the cemetery's attribute list. With his name, there is no hint of death... But why can't I contact him? Was it blocked by some kind of magic circle? Or what?"

  Green calculated the possible situations and judged the danger level of this matter. Next, he should continue to follow up, or just give up, as if it did not happen.

In the end, Green chose to continue to follow up the investigation, mainly because the value of the barbarian is very high, and he is currently lacking in the assault troops. In addition, he relied on the natural disaster level of the skeleton lord, and the upgraded angel of death in the state of divine power blessing. It can also match the combat power of the first-level natural disaster.

  According to the information obtained from Grand Duke Mora, currently in the main world, the natural disaster grade is basically the top combat power, so Green holds two natural disaster grades, and naturally has the capital without fear. He is also more curious about what the situation is, and can cut off his soul link in order to find a way to deal with it and avoid this situation in the future.

   Three days later, a small town in the mountains on the western frontier of the Loen Federation.

  Because it had just rained, there was a damp earthy smell in the air.

  In the only tavern in the town, a team of border guard patrols who just patrolled from the mountains came here for a drink as usual.

Because there have been no wars for many years, the border guards here are very lax and not well trained. Just a few hunters, put on a set of military uniforms, patrol the mountains and forests near the town three times a month and get a copy Pretty good pay.

  Because of its proximity to the mountains where the barbarians live, the town is also an important location for trading with barbarians, making this tavern with accommodation functions quite a business.

   "Hey! Old Jerry, old rules!" The captain of the patrol, a strong bearded man, shouted loudly as soon as he entered the tavern, and then led the five people behind him to the next table.

Because the patrol team is not formal and the number is not fixed, usually six or seven, the bearded captain is a high-level apprentice, the other two are junior apprentices, and the others are ordinary hunters, carrying old 's enchanted rifle.

The bearded man sat down, slammed a heavy warhammer beside his feet, swept his eyes around him habitually, and found that they were almost all old faces, only one young man, wearing a leather armor with a With a fighting dagger, dressed up neatly, he looks very young, looking like an inexperienced novice mercenary.

   "Young man, did you just come to our town? Are you here to do business with those big savages?" The bearded man asked very boldly, but there was a little bit of alertness in his eyes. As a patrol captain, he can be weak, but he can't lack eyesight, so when he saw this young man for the first time, he subconsciously felt that this person was unusual.

Green looked at the bearded patrol captain with a half-smiling smile, and replied: "It's not for business, I just heard that there are barbarian tribes here, and I want to see if those barbarians are really as tall as they say in the book. strong."

Because he wants to enter a foreign country, Green's main body and the clone of Wood Slater have official identities. There are many inconveniences in leaving the Kingdom of Lorenzo without a legitimate reason, so this time Green went to the angel of death clone directly used by the barbarian tribe, using Shapeshifting magic pretends to be a young swordsman named Amberland, as long as he doesn't use legendary supernatural abilities, he won't reveal his secrets.

The bearded patrol captain couldn't help grinning when he heard Green's reason, and gave Green a weird mind that was not quite right. Looking at Green's enchanted leather armor and exquisite saber, he added a rich family who didn't know the sufferings of the world. Eldest young master, the feeling of 'this person is extraordinary' has all disappeared.

   At this moment, the fat proprietress of the tavern came over with a big **** and a tray, and said with a smile, "Hey, bearded Robin, tell me, what's the strange thing about going on patrol in the mountains recently?"

In this small town, newspapers are basically unavailable, and the information from the outside world is almost entirely based on word-of-mouth bragging. Often, a pigsty in a village is attacked by a lone wolf, and after a few people process it, it will become A certain city is attacked by an evil dragon, and a beautiful noble lady is kidnapped by a ferocious dragon.

   But the more bizarre the story is, the more popular it is. In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that hearsay can’t be believed, but it doesn’t prevent it from being a pleasant entertainment activity.

   The bearded captain named Robin laughed, took a big sip of the inferior wine from the glass, and put down the glass with a bang: "Well, speaking of it, I have encountered some strange things recently..."

   Not to mention, this bearded man is really eloquent. He tells stories in a very orderly manner, and he can throw a small burden from time to time, making the proprietress shudder.

  Green sat on the side, not interested in this kind of story that is 90% false and 100% true, and he was thinking about how to find Netherlands at this moment. The place where the soul link was cut off before is not too far from this town. If there is no accident, he can find that place in five hours at most.

   However, at this moment, Greene raised his eyebrows, suddenly retracted his thoughts, and looked at the eloquent bearded man.

At this time, the bearded Robin was excited, he drank again, his cheeks were red, and he danced: "You don't know! The situation at that time was really scary, the whole sky was full of blue light, and there were many magic talismans in the sky. Wen... I swear, that's definitely a legendary powerhouse... in that forest! I swear..."

   "Hey! Haven't you come over to take a look?" a drinker interjected.

"Huh? Go and see? You're not crazy!" The bearded Robin took another sip of strong wine: "That's legendary! We don't want to die, and we take the initiative to provoke it. Isn't it impatient to live? Legendary , do you know what that means? Just the few of us in the patrol team, we don't need to do anything, just one look and we are all dead."

   "Come on! It's like you've actually seen a legendary powerhouse." Another drinker followed suit.

Robin's tone was stagnant, his cheeks were a little embarrassed, and he said with a neck: "How come I have never seen a legendary class! When I served in the Twelfth Corps, our Legion Commander was a legendary powerhouse. He even patted me on the shoulder during the inspection..."

Green is not interested in the shoulder of the bearded Robin that the legion commander has not patted, but the scene that the bearded just described, encountered a magic circle while patrolling, and judged that it was the means of a legendary powerhouse. From the time and approximate The place just coincides with the time and place where the spiritual link was interrupted.

  Green thought to himself: "As expected, it seems that the Netherlands may be less fortunate."

If there is a legendary superhuman who cuts off his soul link with the barbarian Netherlands, it must be no trivial matter, and whether the other party is a legend is still uncertain. It is suspected that it may be a natural disaster-level powerhouse. After all, in the barbarian tribe, the current chief and the high priest are both legendary-level, and according to the memory of the Netherlands, apart from these two, in the barbarian tribe, at least There are also two or three legendary ranks, and the strongest juggernaut has even reached the legendary high rank.

   Therefore, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Under such circumstances, he dares to take action against the barbarian tribe. Unless several legendary high-ranking members join forces, there must be a natural disaster grade.

  Through various indications, Green judged that it was not only the Netherlands who was attacked this time, but the entire barbarian tribe was probably affected.

   Soon after the bearded Robin finished telling the story and almost finished his drink, the patrol team disbanded and went back to their homes.

Green watched Big Beard leave the tavern, and did not intend to follow up to obtain more information. The strength of the patrol team was too low, and it was difficult to obtain really useful information, and the description of the other party just now actually revealed that less information.

   (end of this chapter)