The lord is red again

Jiaoge City was completely quiet, with hundreds of brand-new corpses lying around.

Scar turned his head and looked at the undead. Those undead wearing abyss armor, the armor that was wriggling like biological scales and muscles, were slowly repairing themselves with breathing, and absorbing the blood splashed on themselves into nutrients.

At this time, the undead were cleaning the battlefield.

It was a real battlefield cleaning, collecting armor, weapons, and even a fang.

…

"Greedy, fearless, and born mercenaries, as long as the reward is enough, they will frantically give their lives, and they don't care about sacrificing themselves anyway... They will regret death, but they are not afraid, and they have an unimaginable obsession with killing, especially the last blow to kill the enemy."

In a blink of an eye, they have returned to Lionheart Castle. Scar reported the battle situation to the Beast Prime Minister. Although he was very dissatisfied with the undead "stealing heads", he did not lie.

The missionary did not die in Scar's hands, and the title did not belong to him. Facts speak louder than words.

Maybe he could lie that this time was not enough to earn him a title, but Scar disdains to do so. Each of his titles was earned by fighting with his claws and teeth, not by lying.

Just like the beastmen hate human wizards, cunning liars and merchants can only be despised.

"They also claim to kill Blackblood."

Scar thought about it and reported a sentence that the undead kept mentioning on the way back. Blackblood did not fulfill his previous promise, although there was a little bit of Scar's reason in it. The majestic beastmen also have to eat.

It's not that he is afraid of the undead. Scar has the confidence to kill these undead more than a dozen times, but he doesn't want to entangle with the madman. Reporting the truth is the most correct behavior.

Wolfgang Longhorn raised his eyelids: "Let Blackblood fulfill what he promised before. The Lionheart needs the undead."

"Yes!"

The undead ushered in their busiest period in Lionheart Castle.

"Damn, these beast cubs really don't treat us as human beings, and they are crazy to let us kill monsters."

"Why are there so many monsters around?"

"But there are a lot of good equipment. The attributes of one weapon are even higher than those of my dragon sword. It seems to be forged with some furnace technology. If you use this sword to corrupt, to what extent will the weapon change?"

"I guess the system doesn't allow it, otherwise you will hurt the super model."

"I hurt the super model. I used to think that William was a well-known master in the Kingdom of Rand. Who knew that after he came to the magic land, he actually became a unit of combat power. The enemy is guaranteed to be as strong as one William, and sometimes you can encounter three Williams who are so difficult to deal with. .”

“Yeah, and we don’t know if the mission given to us by Dege is time-limited or not, we must destroy it quickly.”

“I’m being led around by that beast cub every day, so how can I have time to destroy it?”

“How about, treat him to a drink?”

“Spend money again? We don’t have tens of thousands of beast teeth in our pockets.”

“You talk as if someone is rich. Repairing an armor is so expensive. I really miss the time when Dege bent his butt to repair my armor. The sky was so yellow at that time.”

“How about, just kill him?” Someone said, “If this goes on, I’m going to vomit from cutting cabbages.”

You can play games for a long time and you can spend money, but it must be fun, and you must not do the same thing all the time.

No matter what you do, it will become boring if you keep repeating it, especially killing people.

“Pay money!”

…

Scar has been having a good time recently. He can kill tirelessly without dying.

The only shortcoming is that the strength is relatively weak, but it is compensated by the two characteristics of immortality and abyss. Even if it is not a shortcoming, Scar can complete those tasks. He does not want the reward of animal teeth at all, and can give all to the immortals, but all the merits belong to Scar.

Some people even envy Scar's control of the undead team, looking for the beast prime minister, and even looking for the Lionheart to raise objections, but the result disappointed them. The Lionheart has no interest in the undead. The strength of the 1st ring makes the Lionheart uninterested. He gives everything to the beast prime minister. The beast prime minister is even more straightforward and vetoes everything.

He just needs someone to do things, cheap, easy to use, and no sacrifice. It doesn't matter who is in charge.

The benefits created by such a cannon fodder team are not enough to make the 5th ring strongman care. He cares more about the role played by the other party in military battles.

"Scar, do you want to have a drink together?" Wusi beautiful legs came over, and raised his hand in front of his mouth to make a drinking gesture.

"Have a drink?" Scar stretched out his long tongue with thick tongue coating and swept his lips.

He is not an undead who only knows how to kill and die, he also hopes to enjoy himself.

"Yes, although we undead like death and killing, we also like to drink." Wusimeitui nodded, "We'll treat you! Book the whole place!"

"Hahaha, OK!"

Scar knew that the undead made a lot of money, so he should let the undead treat him.

Thousands of people rushed to the tavern street. If there were not enough taverns in Lionheart Castle, other places would not be able to accommodate so many people.

"What are we doing?" Sister Li Wansui looked at the high-level players pulling Scar into a soft hardening multifunctional tavern with a beast girl, and asked her friend beside her.

"You want to try it?" Favorite White Silk behaved very uprightly.

"Damn, did you secretly start a live broadcast without telling me, and then wanted to film my obscene reaction?" Sister Li Wanzai understood instantly.

"No, absolutely not!"

"Then go and order a beast girl now and ride her!"

"The account will be banned." Favorite Baisi said.

"And you said you didn't live broadcast!" Sister Li glared.

"Bosses, stop it. No matter how you do it, I won't be able to order a beast girl to ride. You said they can be used as mounts if they put a saddle on their backs. You asked me to be a mount for them... Stop it. , I can’t help but order one again.”

"Hey, Bai Si, do you think this is a good opportunity?" Sister Li Wanzai suddenly asked in a low voice.

"What chance?" Favorite Baisi asked back.

Long live Sister Li said: "Infiltrate and destroy Lionheart Castle from the inside!"

The most beloved Baisi rolled her eyes: "You want to destroy an armed fortress with the strongest single strength of 6 rings from a brothel street? Excuse me, sir, how to implement it? Do you want to contaminate them with HIV? Beastmen may Genetic immunity, maybe the virus on them is more terrifying.”

"Damn, what do you know! I despise you for being full of pornographic thoughts!" Sister Li despised, then cleared her throat, "I want to corrupt them ideologically."

"Thought?"

"Remember the story about "Journey to the West" before? Do the NPCs in the Rand Kingdom follow the update? And William also follows the update every day." Long live Sister Li smiled mysteriously: "You said, the "Journey to the West" in the East is like this Let them be addicted, what if we tell some localized Western stories, such as "The Lord of the Rings"!

"Your idea is good, but there is a premise." Bai Si had to pour cold water on it, "Do you really think the intelligence of the NPCs in the game can tell whether the story is good or bad, or do you think the program can really listen to the story?"

"What about the part before that?"

"Program settings."

"I think I might as well give it a try."

…

The Beast High Priest Solaris Ancient Echo quietly left the Beast Sacrifice. She was going to save the Beast people in the hope that they could regain their freedom.

Fortunately, the distance is not far.

She was not angry that Linde had taken away her command. The stronger one had everything, and it was not easy to find someone who believed in the former master of the beast.

The soles of my feet were stepping on sand that had been heated by the sun. As night fell, the sky gradually darkened and the air became cold, but the sand still retained the heat left by the sun the previous moment.

The oasis city-state appears in front of you.

"What a magnificent building..."

Solaris looked up at the huge building in front of her, and when she got closer, she was surprised to find someone patrolling the city wall.

"Who is it?" As soon as he got closer, someone roared and asked.

"I!"

The flames illuminated Solaris's face: "Solaris Ancient Echoes!"

Her voice was high and she spoke her name with a strong sense of pride.

"High Priest?"

The black shadow on the city wall was surprised.

Soon, the city gate opened and several beastmen came out.

"High Priest, why are you here?"

"I'm here to take you home." Solaris said in a soft voice, "I have reached a cooperation with the leader of the undead. He will no longer trap you. You can go back and be free, and those undead Left too."

Although the cooperation does not seem to be equal, it is more like the Beast Sacrifice joining Linde in a completely vassal manner, but there is no need to say it.

The expressions of the beastmen were somewhat unpredictable.

Finally one of the beastmen spoke: "We don't want to go back, High Priest."

"Why?" Solaris didn't understand.

In the past, the beastmen were always thinking about escaping because they were oppressed by the undead, and compared their work to the depths of the abyss, feeling that their souls were being swallowed.

Why did their attitude completely change in just a short period of time?

"Did they threaten you?" Solaris thought that she should find Lind and argue with her. Since the undead under his command obeyed his orders, he should also be able to help the beastmen.

"No, High Priest." The beastman shook his head again.

"We love it here."

"I don't understand," Solaris said.

"We have a tavern and a canteen here. Every beastman can make money, and merchants will bring all kinds of things we need."

"The same goes for returning to the Beast Sacrifice." Solaris was a little anxious. She suspected that the Beastmen might be dominated by some terrible abyssal force, an abyssal force related to slaves.

"It's different, we can make more money here!"

"High Priest, you can earn a lot more money by working overtime, and if you are lucky enough to receive urgent orders and charge by the piece, you can earn up to 1,000 animal teeth in a day!"

"How much?" Solaris was startled.

Although she was a high priest, she was very poor.

Earn 1,000 animal teeth a day? !

Even she suddenly had the idea of ​​staying and working.

"You can't do it, High Priest, haha. You must have titles such as tailor, blacksmith, and iron gall."

"What about you? You don't have those titles, do you?"

"We are good at fighting. Now we are Oasis security guards. We have high benefits and good treatment. In the words of an immortal, we will avoid forty years of detours."

"Let me go and see your working environment." Solaris said.

She felt the horror of the undead. This group of people was definitely not only terrifying in terms of their military strength, nor was it just their fearlessness of death that made them frightening. They acted without restraint and were unrestrained, devouring everything like a plague.

Fortunately, there were only 3,000 undead.