Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

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Turn to Doriad's perspective-

It's like entering a haunted house, maybe that's how it feels.

But the main source of this feeling is not the unknown territory ahead, but the following teammates.

The team includes Thirty-three units including Doriard. Thirty of them are war ghosts who faithfully execute all orders, and will automatically take rescue and even use their bodies as physical shields in times of crisis. The remaining two men and women are Klatt and Nixfia whom she named.

Klat is a huge, three-meter tall man with black hair and a sturdy back waist. "Tiger back and bear waist" is not an adjective. There are four-legged beasts similar to centaur in the demihumans. The difference is that the upper body is not a human, but an orc; the lower body is not a horse, but a beast. Klat is such a four-legged beast with bear and tiger characteristics. Level 47 (+24) fighter.

Nixfia is a guardian fairy who is a little bigger than a child on weekdays. This is a lonely race with quite tricky power before exercise. Although it is basically a kind race, Nixfia is relatively speaking. But it is quite evil, and it will be out of control when it starts to cause trouble. Maybe the second and third-tier cities will be destroyed just like this. Level 44 (+22) assassin.

With the addition of Doriad as a magic caster, the elements that should be allocated for the exploration mission are initially all, and the rest will be filled by war ghosts.

However, by the time they successfully entered the city, the number of war ghosts in Doriad's team had already been removed by half. The war ghost who was a little weaker as a soldier even failed to get in.

After confirming the "bang" sound of the door closing behind, Nixfia stroked her head and complained: "I can't believe it! Thousands of guards suddenly emerged. If I knew this, I should adopt the strategy I originally proposed. Prepare. What kind of army is no use!"

"Your Excellency Nix, even so, we still came in very smoothly." The lower body of Kratt's four-legged beast was like a bull sprinting before sprinting. Come out, it’s okay to hand over all the enemies to this uncle, so attack as soon as possible."

"So I hate brainy idiots, isn't this the kind of castle where transcendents exist that we are ordered to explore?"

"Yes, I understand that I understand that the soles of the feet are always oiled at the critical moment, so other than living for a long time, the guy will scream."

"You still know that I've lived a long time. Does Your Excellency Klatt need me to teach you about your attitude towards your elders? The exploration of the unknown is the elder's decision. Give me honour, respect, and point!"

"So I told you to move forward quickly, what are you complaining about here? Do you need me to report it up!"

"Don't use the high-level fairy to suppress me, now I am the leader, you must cooperate with me, not me to be your servant!"

The tall and petite figures stare at each other at close range.

"Enough of you two, I am the closest to you adults? How would it not give priority to the two of you." Doriad could not help pouting.

"Top-notch people always have their own principles and their personalities are normal, but I really hope to know that coordination is exhausting." She thought, although she didn't bother to coordinate at all.

She put the chicken-ribbed sword that Larva had given her in her hand as a juggling club and turned it around twice, and said: "The weapon that Lord Larva asked to carry is useless to me. Does anyone need it? ?"

Clatt: "Is the weapon bestowed by that adult? Huh, after all, the race is also a fairy. At this size, it is definitely not a weapon that can be automatically adjusted. I can't hold my hand at all?"

Nixfia was speechless and stretched out his hand to take the sword, pulled out the sheath and grabbed the hilt to play with a few sword flowers, and then swiped into the air, seeming to suppress a certain emotion and smiled slightly: "Then I won't Accept it politely, do you want to pay it back later?"

"This is something that will only be known later."

"Hey, what is it."

"Okay, well, since we're here and the enemy doesn't take the initiative to attack, let's count the remaining manpower and materials to plan how to move forward. We can all be heard here, and switch to communication magic."

After counting, there are only four warriors with different weapons, three guerrillas, five of the magic casters, and one thief. There are still two supply vehicles left.

However, the supply vehicle is equipped with the control circuit of the first-tier Necromancer, so even if the manpower is reduced by half, a magic caster can control it to accompany it, and it will not further increase the burden on the team.

After a brief inventory of the supplies, Doriad murmured, "The two suspicious undead are still inside", assembling the team and proceeding cautiously.

Nixfia divides the war ghosts into two teams with similar numbers and occupation ratios. One is in front of her, Doriad and Kratt, and the other is guarding the supply car and staying 30 steps away. The left and right back. The street was very wide, and she let the team lean on the side of the street.

The city itself is not very big.

Just by feeling, there is probably the size of a country’s royal city or a small border fortress.

"Although it is open-air, the architectural style mostly reveals the shadow of the architectural style influenced by the Six Great Gods and the Eight Desires era. It seems that the decoration seems to be more luxurious in order to emphasize the decoration. What do you think?" Nikosfiya asked.

"How about what? I can't estimate the price without knowing the materials." Doriad replied.

"Is that right? I want to ask if it's okay to demolish this place, so that it won't annoy any of the more greedy guys above, right?"

"You who are known as the'Guardian of the Labyrinth' are about to open your mouth?!"

The key information of the dialogue is cut into Magic Contact~www.wuxiaspot.com~Nixfia still believes that surveillance does exist.

"Huh, are the little things that live long are cowards? They are all means of indiscriminate use." Klatt said with disdain.

"Very well, if we are all alive after this mission is over, you are not allowed to sleep, and beware of such abuse until exhaustion." Nixfia looked back and glared.

"Stop at the intersection ahead, someone greets you, about a team of thirty or forty people."

The war ghosts put on a battle posture.

"Very well, I finally came to this uncle..." Klatt just raised his heavy weapon and took a few steps forward, but his enthusiasm ran away immediately.

The war ghosts were also motionless, because the instinct of fighting allowed them to judge-as if there was no need to actively attack and consume physical strength in order to eliminate the enemy that rushed out from the front corner.

(to be continued)