The lord is red again

Fireballs connected the undead and the Cyclops, and the burning flames became a bond that pulled the two sides.

Accompanied by rumbling sounds, the vibrations spreading around seemed to burn the air.

The cyclops rushed forward with their heads down, causing the ground to tremble. The unforgettable hill that had been closed by the collapse began to shake and struggle.

All the cyclops came out, and there were as many as 4 of them!

The recent search of the undead has compressed their living space, or it may be just pure anger, so the giants decided to teach this group of undead a lesson.

The trap was like a piano key that was pressed hard, and the more the cyclops ran, the angrier they became.

"Back off!"

The distance is safe enough, probably.

"Scatter!"

The undead began to disperse, and at this moment they acted as bait to try to attract the 4 cyclops that suddenly came, creating an output environment for their companions behind.

The angry Cyclops blocked his face with one arm, letting the flames pierce his arms and chest, and then bloom like flowers.

The flying sparks were painting the air dimly.

"Focus on the attack!"

The blood volume of the Cyclops was steadily decreasing, and the dawn of victory seemed to be just around the corner, if there was only one Cyclops.

No matter how far the two sides were, the Cyclops, who was always rushing forward madly, had big enough steps and could eventually rush to the front of the undead. A dozen undead were exploded into ashes the moment their bodies touched.

"Hit its legs!" But some undead noticed that the Cyclops in the front was unstable because of its fast speed.

When going to the dungeon to push the BOSS, the most important thing is to work together.

A group of small ants that the Cyclops could kill with just a wave of their hands, but they successfully overturned the Cyclops with their own means.

Boom, the ground shook.

The fall of one cyclops blocked the way out for the three cyclops behind it, so this narrow path was not completely useless.

"Are there any horses?"

"Fly a kite!"

If Lind were here, he would definitely feel cold when he saw this scene. What he was worried about was the desperate and life-threatening attacks of the undead. What world boss, what powerful master, what sleeping god, there was only one way to die in the crazy attack of the undead.

There will never be a boss that the undead cannot defeat. As long as there is a blood bar, the gods will kill you. The so-called obstacles are only temporary.

Unless you can remain forever unharmed and invincible, as long as the undead can see that you have lost 1 drop of blood, then they will have the confidence to grind away all your remaining blood.

In Star Dragon City, the pharmacists who were about to relax for a while suddenly received overtime requests. Why are there still a large number of undead who are changing their jobs to become spell wizards?

Even busier than them are the blacksmiths and merchants in the shops.

Arrows, traps, etc. are in great demand.

Although I don't understand what happened, according to the Lord's initial instructions, gold coins and points can indeed be used to buy these things.

"If the Lord sees the undead buying like this, he should be very happy." The blacksmiths wiped the sweat from their foreheads and smiled.

They are just blacksmiths in front of the stage. The real production line is in Prey Town. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to make up for the weapon resource consumption of three or four hundred undead.

"If the Lord sees the undead buying like this, alas." Unlike the blacksmiths who can only swing hammers, the merchants gathered from various novice villages sighed.

There is probably no one in the entire Star Dragon City who understands Linde's "points", "gold coins" and "Star Dragon Stone" better than them. Although they racked their brains and still couldn't figure out the meaning of those things to the undead, it did not prevent them from understanding the most essential ideas of Linde's series of operations.

Greater benefits, less effort.

It is their dereliction of duty to let the undead really get benefits through points and gold coins.

In any case, the undead faced the four cyclops that had chased out of the foothills of the Red Dragon Mountain and launched their own kite battle.

On the scattered Calamity Warhorses, hundreds of undead formed a big circle.

The jumping flames and the flying arrows fell on the cyclops like a drizzle.

The assassin sneaked close to lay a trap, and then floated away.

The battlefield was out of control, and no one even knew when the war would end. They went all the way south from the unforgettable hill east of the foothills of the Red Dragon Mountain and moved the battlefield to the intersection of the Trident.

After several hours of hard work, with the fall of a cyclops, the undead ushered in a staged victory.

But in comparison, the cyclops became restless. They killed for a long time before they found out why the number of enemies had not decreased, and people kept dying, and then soon after they died, someone joined in.

Every enemy was slippery and unyielding.

There were no large stones that could be discarded as weapons at hand, and those guys couldn't catch up on horseback at all. The three cyclops could only roar.

The battlefield shifted again. Although the Cyclops had no way to deal with the undead who were determined to implement the "kite flying" strategy, they wanted to leave, and the undead had no way to do it.

The flames covered the sight and disturbed the Cyclops's vision.

Although it was heading north, the direction was slightly deviated.

"The Cyclops seems to be heading to Star Dragon City. What should we do, brothers!"

"Fuck, there is such a good thing? Hurry up and drive the Cyclops over to let the NPC help us fight monsters!"

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On the other side, Stang and Shaluba, two legion commanders who have abandoned their human identities, have prepared all the combat power of the tribe.

This group of greenskins who exude a stomach-turning and silly look are not without shortcomings. They are too big to find suitable equipment, and many people use primitive weapons.

"Use a stick and an iron block to tie it together, you idiot! Like this!" Stang snatched the stick from a greenskin, and then picked up a rusty and barnacle-covered anchor in the other's angry chimpanzee eyes, and then tied the sticky anchor and the stick together with a rope.

The two inconspicuous things immediately became handy weapons that could smash a horse into mud in one go. They were not beautiful enough, but wild enough, and his aesthetics began to become wild.

"What should we say now?" Shaluba turned his head and looked at the noisy mutant greenskins.

Even if they meet Lord Leon, no, if they meet Lord Leon, they will definitely not have a conflict, and they are extremely sure of this.

"Swear to the Sea God?" Stang grinned.

Although they have obtained the power of the green skin, it does not mean that they will really expand their faith according to the requirements of the Sea God, which is inconsistent with their original idea.

Stay away from those gods! Then praise them from a distance, this is the survival wisdom of weak humans.

"Yes, my blood is boiling!" Xia Luba mentioned his previous helmet. The fine armor that could wrap his head has now become a small thing the size of a fist.

He casually pinched the helmet into a ball of iron.

At the beginning, they were frightened by the undead attack and fled, but now they not only caught up with those undead in number, but also stronger in strength. I really don’t know how to lose.

"Sea God!" Xia Luba raised the sword in his hand high, as if he was holding a one-handed sword, light and fluttering, but enough to be eye-catching.

"Poseidon!" Stang raised his fist and roared in response.

The confused greenskins also learned to shout.

They set out on a long journey, starting from the abandoned port to the countercurrent highlands, and then went straight to Leon City.

If there is no conflict, it would be better. They may go straight to the snake catcher's fortress. No, the snake catcher's fortress can be slowed down. Even Lord Leon is hesitant. There is no need for them to confront those old nobles head-on.

Imagine what other ways are there to go to the east side of the frozen earth mountains.

Can fly, or hide underground?

The two felt that their brains were a little dull. They didn't know if this had anything to do with turning into greenskins. After shouting "Poseidon" again, they started to act.

Since leaving, they have been smooth all the way, without encountering any disasters or monsters. Except for the soft and lifeless land under their feet and the desolate surroundings, they didn't feel that they were in the end of the world at this time, as if everything was still before the end of the world.

After several days of rapid travel, the greenskins left the countercurrent highlands and stepped into the wilderness of Leon Territory again. The scenes of the previous collisions seemed to be still in front of them.

Just like they didn't take the undead seriously at the beginning, when the undead's overwhelming attack came, all they could do was flee.

The dark night wrapped around the suddenly rising city wall in front of them, the cold cast and rebuilt buildings, and the huge city defense equipment that could be seen from a long distance made the greenskins stop subconsciously.

The city wall that seemed to stand like a hill completely defeated their guesses.

How many days have passed?

Is Leon City gone?

That's right, the abyss curse on Lord Leon has spread, and it's normal for Leon City to be gone, but what if.

Loyalty may not be solid, but they always have trust in Lord Leon's strength.

"What should we do?" Stang, who used to do things in his own style, gradually developed the habit of throwing problems to others along the way.

Xialuba's situation was not much better.

"Attack?"

The greenskins were sure they could break through that wall, but there were still one or two hundred undead behind the wall, and the greenskin tribe, which had suffered heavy losses, would not be able to hold on.

Just as they were thinking about the battle plan, the vibration of the ground attracted the attention of the greenskins. Three giants took heavy steps and rushed towards the direction of Star Dragon City while being chased by a large group of people riding disaster war horses.

"Don't move!"

The greenskins were ready to stay put. They had never seen a Cyclops in their lives. It seemed that it was a magical monster that did not belong to this country, but the aura on them could not be faked.

A Cyclops of the heroic level, with thick skin and flesh.

No matter how slow their brains were, they knew that they should sit back and watch the snipe and clam fight.

The rumbling sound outside was also felt in Star Dragon City.

The heavy sound of the giant's footsteps and the messy running of hundreds of horses' hooves made people's skeletons sore.

The soldiers patrolling the city wall immediately spotted the Cyclops appearing from the south where the ground and sky meet. The emergency alarm called all the soldiers into action.

Lance, who climbed up the city wall, held an ice bow and looked at the Cyclops that was rushing towards him like a tall building. On this day, he also felt the fear of being dominated by the giant.

The people on the city wall were extremely small. The strong and tall giant only needed to stand straight to be parallel to them. The huge contrast in size made people subconsciously hold their breath, and their hearts were so heavy that they couldn't breathe.

"Get ready!" Lance quickly mobilized the soldiers.

The huge crossbow bed was swinging, two people were operating it, one was aiming, and the other was putting the spear-like arrow on the crossbow.

Quickly shake the machine, use a small mechanism to pull the finger-thick bowstring, and the exaggerated tightening sound is like their stretched nerves.

Boom!

One arrow after another pierced the Cyclops running in the front, and under the push of huge force, successfully pierced the giant's forearm, chest and shoulder.

"Fuck, so fierce?" The undead who were still flying kites seemed to have discovered a new world. They didn't expect that the crossbow bed that had been used as a decoration on the city wall, and the undead people took it off the Internet and then improved by the NPC, could cause damage comparable to a dozen undead fireballs.

It's a pity that the attack frequency is a bit slow.

The Cyclops finally rushed to the city wall, and his crooked body hit it. The city wall tilted and almost fell, and the messy rubble pierced into the Star Dragon City like thunder.

Lance used his agility to steady himself and quickly pulled the bow.

The cold air from the curse quickly covered his arms and formed a pair of ice armor on his arms. Pulling the bow as fast as possible was beyond his body's endurance limit.

The Cyclops was in front of him, and the bowstring burst into a storm.

The frost swept across the city wall, and the ground was covered with white frost and crystal thorns growing wildly like branches, and quickly wrapped around the head of the Cyclops, and the ice crystals formed a huge icicle under the nose of the Cyclops.

The threat of death came, and Lance, whose body was frozen, could only watch the angry Cyclops raise his arms, and his clenched fists crushed towards him like a small house.

The light above his head was also blocked by darkness.

Darkness? Although the fist was big, it should not be able to cover the sky.

"Roar!!"

The unsettling roar came from the sky.

Serin, who had just arrived in front of the city wall, raised her head at the first moment, and then countless people also looked up at the slender figure with wings spread in the sky.

The scarlet scales were shining brightly.

It was a two-legged flying dragon!

The slender red-scaled flying dragon, like a water snake, swam flexibly in the air, and after reaching above the Cyclops, it retracted its front wings and stabbed down like a sword.

The dragon's mouth bit the Cyclops's fist raised high, and the powerful bite and impact force suppressed the Cyclops's forward swing.

The wind pressure brought by its fall swept across the walls of Star Dragon City, almost blowing away the unstable knights on the walls.

The flying dragon was even longer than the Cyclops, and with its strong body, it crushed the Cyclops and threw it to the ground. Its shaking head bit the Cyclops' arm, and blood splattered.

The Cyclops raised his fist and hit the flying dragon's head. This was destined to be a battle between giants.

But people soon discovered something else, and this discovery made them shudder.

There was a figure on the back of the flying dragon.

He was only wearing ragged rolled-up trousers, as if he had just walked out of a sea of ​​fire, and the dense patterns blooming on his chest made people exude an intoxicating mystery.

Lind Arman!