The lord is red again

When Magg was surprised by the resources brought back by Elliot, another surprise followed.

"We have negotiated with those people. Will they really sell resources to us?"

Mag looked at the resources delivered to him.

It was more than what Elliot brought back, and the price was more than ten times cheaper.

"Haha, ridiculous greedy people."

Mag did not expect that the world would be so interesting. It was suspected that the official forces set up a platform to sell material resources, and the guardians smuggled them secretly like thieves.

The upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked.

"Let them taste some sweetness. In the end, everything in that world is ours!"

If Magg does not take back such a disunited and riddled material plane, he thinks he will regret it for the rest of his life.

"How to contact them?"

"You need to send [Black Saint] to keep in touch with them."

On the other side.

The undead gathered at Tianxing Magic School.

They looked at the undead holding [Black Saint] in their hands. The other party successfully contacted the enemy forces.

The process was not tortuous. After the undead got the things, he killed the other party's big head soldier directly and successfully left the dungeon.

The undead started the live broadcast so that everyone could hear his chat with the other party.

"Yes, we all hope to make this transaction."

"We need? Cursed equipment, cursed weapons, everything valuable, but the most important thing is weapons and equipment. If you have a secret method to practice, it would be the best."

"Quantity? Of course the more the better!"

"Okay, then make an appointment."

The communication ended.

Some people immediately decided to go mining to make money.

"Brothers, I have a bold idea." But someone proposed a different idea, "Who said you have to really give them something?"

...

Mag, who was completely unaware that the other party was going to default before the transaction started, had already commanded his army to encircle and suppress the surrounding small forces.

Plunder their wealth.

The materials piled up like a hill, a large number of cursed weapons squeezed each other, the evil breath entangled, revealing a panic-inducing horror.

While launching a war internally, Mag took the initiative to meet the Mage.

His sight once again moved away from the mage's white toes with difficulty.

"As I said before, we can't break through the defense of that land in a short time, but the natives of that land are very greedy. They are willing to exchange more precious resources with us for the cursed relics."

"Interesting deal." The red robe mage gently shook his toes, "So you plundered the surroundings?"

"Time is tight." Mag didn't think he did anything wrong.

The world is a jungle, and the cursed land is even more so.

"I'm waiting for your good news."

"Next time I will definitely bring you good news."

Mag walked backwards and left the tower. He exhaled heavily when he left the tower. The pressure in front of the top power made him feel that his heartbeat stopped. What's worse than this is that he couldn't suppress his desire.

Different races, different aesthetics, but every time he saw the mage, he would be attracted to the other party, maybe the waving clothes, or the white toes, the other party's whole body exuded an indescribable charm.

But this time he must come back with enough results.

There are gains and losses. At least in this land, his status temporarily surpasses everyone.

…

In the context of this illegal smuggling transaction actively promoted by both parties, Lind found that the invader was gone.

The copy could not be matched.

The undead found a way to bypass him and trade with the invader, and Lind would not forcibly stop it. He kept peeking at the undead and watched them make a free plan.

He didn't even have to worry about the cost of a large number of cursed relics flowing into the magic land. For the consumer market of tens of millions of undead, they could eat as many relics as they wanted and digest them without any pressure.

Lind took the time to return to the War Throne and confirmed that the addition of a large number of mechanical believers accelerated the research speed. There was no invasion during this period, which just extended the time for the manufacture of space stabilizers.

The War Throne was more lively than before. Although teleportation arrays were opened in many towns, everyone was still used to staying here, chatting, and arguing, and it completely became a "game hall".

"Lind! Hey! Look at me!"

Lind's eyes moved away from the sophisticated magic machinery in front of him and focused on the figure in front of him.

【Witch】Shira, after knowing Lind was back, He took the initiative to find him and enthusiastically recommended His new product, a magic APP that would surely make the undead feel full of déjà vu.

"What? Need my help?" Lind just wanted the witch to have something to do to divert attention from himself.

It seems that He has made it a career.

"Of course." He sent a crystal ball to Lind, "You can see a lot of interesting things from it."

Fisheye lens, the edge is exaggeratedly deformed.

Lind leaned closer to look at the things in the crystal ball and found that it was the figure of 【Witch】Shira.

The goddess is indeed very beautiful, showing her charm in all aspects, but it's a pity that her gender is unknown. Whether it's a man or a woman depends entirely on His own mind.

Admiring the other's white long legs, he looked away and glanced at Shira again. The long robe covered a lot.

Not sure, let's take another look.

"How is it?" He asked expectantly.

"Well, it might be good?" Lind would not say that if the undead wanted to surf the Internet, they could use brain waves directly, and watch whatever they wanted with a thought.

How many people watch videos while fighting monsters.

Although Sheila's crystal ball is quite effective, it takes up too much space, and it cannot be connected to the Internet, and you have to get close to see it, which seems too useless.

Lind has the ability to connect to the Internet, but it costs a lot to just communicate the signals of the portals. He can't waste resources for a small crystal ball.

"Then I'll try it, and they can also shoot what they like."

You like to watch it.

There are fewer earthy sweet dramas recently, and Sheila's spirit is visibly weak.

Finally sent away [Witch] Sheila, Lind closed his eyes and was about to surf the Internet. Most of the time, he would choose to surf, and occasionally he would chat with his partners and confidantes late at night.

But he is not good at talking, so he can only express it with actions.

"Coming?"

The invasion signal of the cursed land came again.

Lind also issued a reminder immediately.

The forced pop-up window lets the undead see that the power of the gods represents absolute divine authority within the coverage area. His story dominating ability in terms of pictures and text is hard to ignore.

Tianxing Magic School.

"Matching successful!"

Uzumaki entered the match with his temporary teammate.

They have already contacted each other. Next, a team of invaders with a lot of equipment will come. Don't try to attack because they will run away.

Space equipment is no longer a rare item, but the undead still chose to carry a bag of resources each, which looks like it is full of magic materials.

Five figures also appeared in front.

Ugly appearance, steel needle-like teeth.

Uzumaki heard the complaints of his companions: "I dare not think that they will get more meat stuck in their teeth."

The two sides met and looked at each other warily, but no one took action.

As long as someone does not follow the rules, the others will immediately interrupt the transaction. The invaders have [Black Saint] to ensure communication, and the undead have group chat.

"Are the things ready?"

"The things are all here." The other party took out a bag.

The green animal skin bag with a strong curse smell, and there were pus on the bag, exuding an unsettling smell.

"Take it out and let us see."

The other party dumped the bag, and a large amount of equipment poured out.

Several people walked over. Even though they were divided into countless teams for transportation, each team of invaders still brought a small mountain of supplies.

Uzumaki and others walked over.

There was no need to think about killing the enemy in seconds. The overall strength of the invaders was stronger than the undead in the magic school, and the glass cannons had no tolerance for error.

So they chose a more reliable method.

"1"

"2"

"3"

Five people rushed up to hug the small mountain, frantically filling their space bags, and chose to commit suicide on the spot before the enemy could react.

Ashes exploded and scattered with the wind.

The remaining invaders looked at the messy scene.

...

In order to ensure safety, Mag increased resource support and kept the transmission channel open, so that his men could rush back with things.

He could not give the enemy 100% trust.

In front of them were densely packed portals, covering the sky like a honeycomb.

The space had reached its limit. If they were not careful, the space would collapse. The two planes were not absolutely interconnected. The rupture of the space in the material plane would make more plane forces notice its existence.

But if the plane of the cursed land was broken, it would most likely lose contact with the material plane. They were poor and not afraid of being invaded, but they could not accept losing the fat meat that was delivered to their mouths.

Both sides wanted to maintain their stability.

A figure flew out of the densely packed honeycomb portals, and the space door closed instantly.

Mag looked at the figure that landed and asked, "Elliot, what's wrong?"

He could feel the ominousness of the other party, and the atmosphere was very bad.

"We were fooled!"

"What?"

"Those undead people." Elliot tried to organize his words, "After they met us, they asked to see if what we brought was suitable."

"Of course."

Mag didn't think there was any problem. Cursed relics were exchanged for precious material plane magic resources, and they were the biggest beneficiaries.

Not to mention the price mentioned in the transaction, even if it was the transaction price given by the contractor, even if it was more than ten times more expensive, they would still nod and agree. In the end, it was still a resource issue.

Rare magic resources are not produced in the cursed land, and they are so rare that they cannot be bought even if they want to.

That's why he thinks those people are stupid.

People can use various methods to obtain curses from different planes, but no one can obtain precious resources from another material plane.

"Then, they robbed our things."

"Rob?"

"Pounced on them and then committed suicide."

Elliot himself was also confused.

"They were like crazy, they died, I'm sure, but our things were also robbed, almost all of them!"

As more and more invaders returned, the news they brought back was the same as Elliot's. Those indigenous guardians did not choose to trade, but pounced on equipment and other supplies and chose to commit suicide on the spot, and then their things were gone.

"So, we..." Mag's voice was hoarse.

Lost everything!

After making a promise to the Red Robe Mage and ruthlessly plundering the surrounding forces, they were cheated of everything.

[Black Madonna] received the contact application.

"Thank you." A mean voice came, and then the communication was interrupted.

"Invasion!!"

Mag roared.

"Kill them all, don't leave a single one!"

...

"Sent!"

"Is there anyone who wants to exchange equipment? It's not the set I want."

"Sell it cheap, I want it +++"

The undead excitedly shared their gains.

In the Sin Dragon Castle.

"Did you expect this to happen?" The Sin Dragon once again saw the shamelessness of the undead.

He thought he had underestimated the undead. He actually used the strange spatial judgment when committing suicide to rob directly.

From a long-term perspective, the undead's losses are very large. As long as some not-too-precious magic materials can be exchanged for a set of cursed relics, it is a business that is guaranteed to make money.

But why should the undead care about long-term plans?

At their development speed, regardless of whether there is a level limit or not, their strength will inevitably undergo earth-shaking changes in a few months, and the current equipment will be eliminated.

"I think they are still too conservative." Linde said.

Limited by their strength, it is already good for the undead to do this.

Another group of undead have become fatter, and they have bypassed me as a middleman.

Remember the undead.

But it also successfully ended the little thoughts of the cursed land.

"Wait, you should see this." The Sin Dragon suddenly said.

Linde looked at the direction led by the Sin Dragon.

It was an elite glass cannon team, one of the members of which was the undead that Linde was very familiar with, Dio, the dark wizard.

Linde also had some impressions of the other few people. They were all wizards who appeared in the early stage of the exploration of Tianxing Magic School. Unlike other undead who changed their equipment and attributes for matching, this group of people were really loyal to the end and only pursued a one-shot kill.

The five people successfully matched and met with the invaders for trading.

When the two sides met, the two undead who had no martial ethics took action instantly, threw out several alchemical props in a row, and used magic to control the five invaders.

The Dark Master Dio and the other three wizards raised their staffs on the spot and made the action of drawing bows.

The magic elements were quickly withdrawn, and the three of them worked together, and the surrounding space elements shrank quickly.

Mysterious magic arrows!

Three arrows successfully pierced the heads of the three invaders.

They quickly drank magic potions to recover, and the rhythm was very good. They captured the surviving invaders before the other party could react.

After capturing the enemy, they chose to let only one person leave with the gains, and the remaining four dragged the two captives and jumped into the portal.

They took the initiative to kill towards the cursed land.

It's here again, the reverse invasion of the undead!