The lord is red again

Frost sentry post, the sky is getting dark, and the clouds are tilting.

Today is a good day to start escaping.

The sound of the explosion broke a big hole in the city wall and overturned the tranquility of this place.

Then the chaotic footsteps followed the sound of the door being knocked open.

"Where are the people?!"

"Damn it, don't let that bastard run away!"

The crazy roar also showed the anger in the hearts of the soldiers who were roaring at the moment.

The sound of armor and shields colliding with each other came from far away, the sound of torches whipping the air was sharp and rapid, and the dense footsteps stopped next to a wooden barrel.

However, this group of soldiers wearing the armor of the Kingdom of Rand had no idea that their target was just a stone's throw away.

They were still curled up and dared not make a sound.

While other undeads were mining and farming, he was locked up and lost his freedom; while other undeads had experienced various professions and said that none of them were fun, he was locked up and lost his freedom; while other undeads were thinking about whether to take a photo with the dragon, he was still locked up and lost his freedom.

He had no gaming experience at all until now.

He had a very extreme and stubborn personality. He had been caught and insulted by these red-named monsters for so long, and now he just wanted to kill these bastards.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s been here for too long, but he still found out that even if he really died, he would not be refreshed back to the mountains, but would become a member of Frostwatch and be reborn here again.

This situation certainly attracted the attention of the red-named monsters inside Frostwatch, so it also eliminated the possibility of him escaping by dying and resurrecting.

But opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. After a long period of preparation, he finally seized the opportunity and successfully detonated the [Crazy Mystic Believer's Cuff] when the guard soldiers left. After countless experiments, the crazy fire burning with rationality successfully blasted a big hole in the sentry wall.

He held his breath. As long as he seized the opportunity to escape from the sentry, he would be free to fly in the sky and jump in the sea. He was going to Star Dragon Sendle, no, Star Dragon City!

"Who is it?" Something seemed to attract the attention of the soldiers outside.

The voice became noisy again.

"What!"

"What! Who are you!"

It soon became quiet outside.

Just as the undead was still stubborn and shrank, the wooden barrel covering his whole body was suddenly moved away.

A man wearing soft armor inside and a black cloak outside looked down at him.

No red name?

"Not a sentry soldier?" The man lowered his head, revealing a red mark on his face. It was a tattoo that looked like a tail, which flickered with the rhythm of his breathing, as if it contained some powerful power.

"No" Since there was no red name, he was still stubborn and of course had no intention of conflicting with the other party. Wouldn't it be better to live well?

He glanced at the corpses beside him, those very difficult frost sentry red name monsters, whose brains had been bombed by flames and became unrecognizable, but strangely he did not hear any explosions. The battle just now happened in silence.

"You must have suffered a lot here," he said in a low voice with emotion: "Follow me, you are free now!"

The palm reached out to the stubborn one. In the dim vision, it can be seen that it is a rough palm wearing a strange leather glove.

The stubborn one grabbed the hand, and then he felt that he was pulled up by a powerful force.

"Thank you for your help!" His voice was full of excitement, and the doors of the rooms inside the sentry were pushed open, and figures walked out.

The common feature of this group of people is that there are traces of flame tattoos on some part of their bodies.

"Who are you?"

"We are the rebels of the old nobles, trying to deal with these crazy lunatics and re-establish a new order!" The man asked with a smile: "Nice to meet you."

"Me too!" Still mouthed a smile.

This group of people are very good at hiding their figures in the dark. They occasionally chuckle, and their mental state does not seem to be very good, but they give people a very friendly feeling.

The tense nerves can finally be relieved. Although they didn't say anything more, they seemed to accept that Still mouthed hard and joined the team easily.

Especially when they heard that Still mouthed hard was actually coming from the frozen soil mountains, Al, the black cloaked man who first discovered him, said: "You are walking towards the north, there is a big frozen soil over there, and there is nothing but a wasteland over there."

Al pointed in the direction and said: "Go south, there is a gathering place for humans over there, but outsiders are not very welcome there."

In the undead's puzzled eyes, Al just smiled and did not explain too much.

This was a hiking trip, and he was still stubbornly following them all the way south, and the biggest gain was that he finally determined his location.

He was in the northeast of the Kingdom of Rand, and if he continued to go south, he would go to the Golden City of Goliath. If he wanted to go to Star Dragon City, he would either cross the frozen mountains that it was said that even dragons could not easily cross, or go south to Goliath, bypass the frozen mountains, and then go northwest to the snake catcher's fortress.

Forget it, it seems that it would be good to join this mysterious force. Although they seem to be hostile to Star Dragon City, it has nothing to do with the undead.

"As you wish"

This is a strange short sentence. After following the Salamanders for several days and nights, this sentence has been lingering in the ears of Still Bite Hard.

This group of people calls themselves the "Salamanders". They hate the old nobles and have been looking for ways to survive in the doomsday. They welcome anyone to join.

Before arriving at the small gathering place ahead, Al and others left. They still have their own tasks, so they can only part here.

But Al also told Still Bite Hard how to find them.

When he wants to search for the Salamanders hiding in the dark, they will be aware of the strong intention one step earlier and take the initiative to approach.

Because everything is as you wish.

Finally came to the human gathering place, Still Bite Hard had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, and then he saw the red name, the streets were full of red names.

"Fuck!"

What is this, why is it different from what I imagined.

The people on the street stared at him viciously, and the malice in their eyes was not hidden at all.

Although the child pretended to be ignorant, the bright red name on his head reminded him all the time that he was still stubborn. This kid must want to eat him alive.

He didn't know how to show that he wanted to find the Salamander Party. Maybe it would be better to turn around and run away now, and then ask for the way to Star Dragon City.

Unconsciously, he walked to a remote alley. The village was obviously a post-apocalyptic building. The houses were not planned and were very far away, but for some reason, the houses nearby were all crowded together, and the dim alley was barely lit by the light escaping from the gaps in the eaves.

There was a very secret party atmosphere here, or a terrible BOSS was hidden. Maybe he would inadvertently wake up a knight who had been swallowed by the abyss, and then he could quickly screenshot, post this experience on the forum, and leave a sentence "There is a BOSS here, come quickly", so he didn't need to search for other undead traces.

But he was also very worried about the location of his rebirth after death. Would he return to Frost Watch again?

"Who are you?" The voice came from the narrow alley. Still Mouth Hard looked up and confirmed that it was a figure dressed the same as Al, but this person was more hunched and wore some kind of mask.

The tattoo of the fire lizard on his neck flickered with his breathing.

"..." Still Mouth Hard remained silent.

"Name, title, where is it from?" The other party continued to ask.

But Still Mouth Hard remained silent.

He thought he should have triggered the key plot, although he had been confused until now.

"Your silence has won my respect," the other party said.

Still Mouth Hard replied: "As you wish."

"Come with me, friend," the other party led the way in front. The undead who followed him into the narrow alley felt a little uncomfortable. He always felt that he was heading to a place where a big battle was about to break out. After turning a corner, the alley turned into sunlight shining directly in front.

A bunch of light strips interlaced in the alley in front formed an orange-yellow fence, and the yellow lines of the fence were printed on the face of Still Mouth Hard. He squinted his eyes, the dazzling light made him feel uncomfortable.

Finally they walked to the innermost part, and then pushed open a door, where many people stood.

Some of them were red names, and some behaved normally.

Do they want to kill me, but because they joined the Salamander Party, they won't do it?

The undead suddenly had a new understanding. Maybe in this game, the red name is not a decisive factor in judging the enemy. With the constraints of the camp, they may not do it casually, but the red name represents hostility, and hostility is most likely to turn into an enemy.

"There are new friends coming," the man who led the way just now raised his voice.

Everyone turned to look at him. Although some people cast their eyes over before, everyone's posture was different.

At this moment, he was still stubborn and became the focus of attention.

"We are the Salamander Party, igniting the flame of life, breaking off the tail like a lizard to survive, hiding in every corner like a bug, and then taking root in every place!"

The man said: "Someone guarantees you, so you can join us."

Guarantee, could it be Al?

Because everyone turned their heads to look at him, he could also scan the faces present. He could find that everyone had a fire lizard tattoo on their exposed skin.

"As you wish" was still being very cautious.

"You can speak freely" the person on the other side said softly: "We are a group of insects that keep each other warm. You don't have to join us, but we are still absorbing all the forces that can join us, and we are unwilling to let go of any force. So, we will answer all your questions and dispel all your doubts."

"If..."

"You can leave on your own" the other party said: "This is not a threat, and no one will threaten you to do so. This is our request. Of course, we just hope that you can keep the secret here when you leave."

"As you wish" was still being stubborn and straightened his back to show his determination.

"I have a question, are those people outside also part of the fire lizard party?"

"They? No, they are just a group of poor people whose reason has been devoured by madness. Don't care about their resentful eyes. Their resentment is always groundless, but don't believe them, because they are just living here."

He was not sure whether they lived in harmony or were just pawns used by the Salamanders to hide their tracks.

"I can join!" said Zhezheng, then changed his words: "As you wish."

Zhezheng never revealed his experiences to other undead in the game, including the two undead who had contacted him but were no longer in contact.

This Salamanders gathering did not last long, and Zhezheng was then arranged to go to the "Red Bull Horn Arena", where he would be baptized and become a member of the Salamanders.

Zhezheng, who adhered to the principle of never revealing secrets to others, did what he said. No matter who asked him, his answer was only "As you wish".

It's just that the self in the game and the self in reality are definitely not the same person. If he doesn't show off at this time, his long-term suffering will be in vain.

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