Chapter 13 The joke that determines the fate of the race
"Huh? That one?" After hearing Luna's question, Crounpis smiled and said in a show-off manner, "Maybe it's because my body can attack six intruders in different ways at the same time.
It’s easy for me to do different things without affecting my hands, feet and head. Unfortunately, I’m just good at distraction. Without the warrior profession, my melee ability is just like that.”
"Well, it's true that if Xiao Nue doesn't reveal his true form, his attack power will be a problem. If he just takes the assassination route, forget it..." After listening to Crounpisi's words, Luna raised her head and thought for a moment, then stretched out her hand.
The finger suggested——
"Since Xiao Nue can think multiple times, how about becoming a puppet master, a necromancer or a summoner? It's very convenient to operate the puppet/Graeme, the undead or summon monsters."
"Please, I'm over level 80. It's impossible to train a certain profession to the top level. We monsters are different from the natives and are restricted by strange laws." Crounpis closed his eyes and spread his hands.
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"On the contrary, my production profession has improved a bit. Although there are few auxiliary magics, the level is very high, so what I need more is an 'army' that is willing to die for me. I think so, so things like tanks
It is important to create a weapon that is cheaper than Graeme but has a high magic output as long as it has magic power, and the proliferation of fairies.”
Crownpis muttered in a voice that only she and Luna could hear. The above words basically just came to her mind. She also had some ideas before, but they haven't been formed yet.
"I see. As expected of you... But the price of the chariot is hard to afford. Even if the dragon's treasure is found, the dwarves will not be able to create an army for us."
"So I also practice other magics, such as how to make the magic of creating props create things that won't disappear or something." Crownpiss summoned a vine pen.
"What? Can you do that kind of thing?"
"It's not impossible," Crounpis took out another Luna figure and gestured in the air with the vine pen, "These are all made of materials generated by my magic. It is indeed magic.
Most of the things have disappeared, but some have not disappeared, because these things are changes caused by the influence of magic on the plants that originally existed. They are the same as the observation records on the undead tree - the undead summoned out of thin air.
They will disappear within a certain period of time, the undead produced by the corpse will not disappear, the plants and wood summoned out of thin air will disappear at regular intervals, and the plants that can be transformed into a part of magic under the influence of magic will not disappear."
"Ah, these are all, but once the magic power disappears, the intensity will return to its original state, right?"
"That's true, but as long as you find the right raw materials, you can use magic to replace almost all the processes. Speaking of suitable raw materials..."
Before she could finish speaking, Crounpisi's face suddenly turned blue, she covered her mouth and turned her face to the side, making a sound of retching.
"What, what's wrong?" Luna quickly wanted to help Crounpis.
"Suddenly an inspiration came to my mind that even scared me. It seems to be very effective, but I don't have the courage to put it into practice. Anyway, let's use traditional methods to obtain the materials first. Dragons are definitely good, but they are too rare. Are there any specializations in magic or physics?
Are there other specialized guys with high reproduction rates? Let’s see if we can get some and put them in the Top Forest..."
"Then use [ssage] to notify other fairies to pay attention. Instead of this, I want to come out to study tomorrow, okay?" Luna suggested and asked.
"Well, that's no problem, but you have to carry out the negotiations yourself. Although you have been sitting at home reading, you should be able to negotiate after such a long time. But why suddenly?"
"I heard that the wise king of the forest has learned two martial arts skills. Even the big hamster is like that... I think it's not good for me to just stand still."
"Really, it's just in time. How about we go see the Wise King of the Forest." While Clunpis was talking to Luna, she had already begun to use [ssage] distractedly.
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Abelion Hills, northwest coast, under the Necromancer Tree——
"Pisi, I understand." The big goblin confirmed that the other party had interrupted communication and continued to prepare the potion in his hand.
The knowledge was obtained from the demi-humans of priests and other professions who fought with them without permission during this period. They used the spiritual magic that dryads are good at to squeeze out the contents of the deceased's head. Containers were seized and made, and materials were collected.
From its own body and surrounding vegetation.
However, the recent training has been a bit difficult because winter is coming and the hills are covered in heavy snow. It is a bit difficult to get materials.
In the past six months, the big goblin's "Apothecary lv1" has been upgraded to "Apothecary lv2". Other professions have also been trained in battle, improving "guerrilla lv2". At the same time, they also managed to practice and obtain "Chef lv1". The total level
:65. It is impossible to start with a profession with a high level originally. After all, the higher the level of a single profession, the harder it is to upgrade, especially when advancing to a high-level profession.
The big goblin prepared some kind of potion, put it in a container made of a cup made of a tree branch, and walked towards the "things" wandering around.
There is actually almost no living thing around the Necromancer Tree, they are all wandering Necromancers, and their appearance is basically twisted and swaying shadows.
The undead hate the living. Generally speaking, if there are living beings within the wandering range of the undead, they will attack without hesitation, causing the life that makes the undead sick to disappear, or turning the other person into the same kind.
But the big goblin doesn't care about this. These undead are generated by the skills of the undead tree. Although the aura is not very attractive, they are still companions. Although they are undead who hate the living, they will not attack them.
Goblin.
Among the undead, there are also some obvious humanoid shapes.
Some are demihumans, and one is Alfin. Different from the cool green color of the past, Alfin's skin is now a deathly gray color, and his hair is a dark purple that seems to be poisonous. His eyes are gray and dull.
, has not yet regained consciousness.
The big goblin put the cup in front of Alfin's mouth. The other person reacted and looked straight at him, but that was all.
The big goblin was not polite, held Elfin's chin, raised her head, and drank the medicine forcefully.
Then... there is no more. The undead generally have no entity, so just the fact that the medicine does not leak out from below should be considered an improvement.
The big goblin breathed out, recorded the result and process in his mind, passed through the undead group, and prepared to go out. However, it seemed that it was not necessary——
"Dajiang, I'm back!" In the distance, Cirno dragged a pile of corpses tied into a ball with straw ropes with one hand and came back waving.