"I'll just leave it alone. If you want to go to Rift Valley Town, that's absolutely not possible!"

Furcés, in the "Inside the Grave" tavern, the crutch paused the crutches in his hand, and the blue bricks on the ground were smashed into a small hole by the crutches.

"Calm down, I've said it many times. Isn't it just a trip to the Rift Valley? What's there to make a fuss about?"

Uncle Rock crossed his legs and sucked a pipe, with a heartless smile still on his face.

"Fuss?" The cripple's voice increased eighth degree again: "I've told you how many times I've told you about the situation of the Rift Valley Corner just now. Don't you know it? Not to mention that those stationed in the town are all from the Kalin family. If you go to the Rift Valley Corner, don't try to stock up!"

"What's wrong with Kalin? I don't know how many times that little bastard was beaten by me at the beginning. Will his soldiers dare to fight me?"

Uncle Locke looked indifferent and knocked his pipe on the corner of the table. He was so angry that the lame man couldn't help but use his crutch to pause. The trouser's legs that had been tied up fell off and fell in half.

Not far away, Isu and Sean, who were sitting at another table, both looked speechless. It has been more than half an hour since Uncle Rock's caravan arrived at Fcrys this afternoon. However, the two people were still arguing about the same issue. However, the members of the two caravans were calm and they should eat and drink. Just now, the two tables were put together, and a group of people gathered wine.

Sean said that he was "too lazy to drink with those rough guys", so he found a small table with Yisu. While eating, he introduced the identities of Uncle Rock and the old cripple to Yisu.

The old lame man's real name is Bowen. Like Uncle Locke, he was originally a soldier of the Demon Army and was affiliated with the same team. Naturally, the relationship between the two was too strong. However, during the blood clan rebellion, the Demon Army was ambushed for a long time.

In that battle, Bowen was almost killed. At the moment of death, Locke blocked a fatal blow with a secret technique. However, the price was that Bowen lost one leg and could only rely on the crutch to act. Locke's strength was greatly reduced because of the secret technique. Seeing that his strength was hopeless to recover, he simply retired with his old friend.

Yisu also guessed the story afterwards. It was nothing more than when the Demon Army expanded its army. Bowen and Locke were recalled to serve as instructors for recruits. Later, these two guys who couldn't stay together with Old Daiwen's Chamber of Arrows, and each led a caravan to become the current Uncle Locke and the old lame man.

If that's the case, Sean should be a member of the Demon Army, right?

Yisu glanced at Sean without a trace, and did not tell his own inference. Judging from the degree of care for Sean by Uncle Locke and the old lame man, Sean must have been the descendant of the Demon Army soldiers who died in the battle in the first place. This is not a happy thing.

On the other hand, Uncle Locke and the old lame man quarreled for a few more times and finally reached an agreement.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you, the old stubborn ones. I'll go hand in hand with those young men. Tomorrow, I'll accompany you to the Rift Valley." The old lame man paused his crutch again and looked at Uncle Lock helplessly: "I really don't understand why you value that little guy so much."

"You will know after you get on the road."

Uncle Rock took a sip of his pipe and grinned, but there was a feeling called remembrance in his eyes slowly overflowing.

"Ha, it seems that I'm old too." Uncle Rock laughed at himself, knocked down his pipe, and shouted again: "A bunch of little bastards! After eating and drinking, hurry up and go to work! Let's go tomorrow morning!"

"I understand, uncle!"

The members of the two caravans burst into laughter and suddenly scattered.

As Isu knew, the old battlefield was located in the wasteland east of Freaks. Uncle Rock's caravan set out from Freaks and walked for another two days before arriving at the outer edge of the old battlefield on the evening of the third day.

"I have heard that the old battlefield is full of death energy, but I didn't expect that even the periphery has this size of death energy."

Looking at the wooden walls built along the edge of the woods, Uncle Locke couldn't help but frown. Instead, the old lame man looked common and walked forward two steps to talk to the sentry guarding the door.

Yisu did not feel the existence of death energy. After all, his mental power is no different from that of ordinary people. However, he felt the impact of death energy on his body. Since the caravan approached the old battlefield, he always felt that there was a yin energy drilling into his body, and he had already sneezed a lot along the way.

"Let's go, spend the night in the camp tonight, stay in the old battlefield for a day tomorrow, and set off early the morning after tomorrow."

After the negotiations, the old lame man returned to the caravan and threw another necklace to Yisu: "Bringing this amulet can cause you to harm your body by the power of death to a certain extent."

"Thank you."

Yisu thanked him a little embarrassedly, but the old lame man ignored him. Instead, he explained some of the rules here to everyone who came to the old battlefield for the first time. This unconcealed disgust immediately made Yisu even more embarrassed.

However, no matter how embarrassed he is, he still has to listen to the rules that the old lame man said. Yisu is not a member of the Lijiang Chamber of Commerce now. In essence, he is still a lone hero. If he offends any force, he is not able to bear it.

As a new land of undead, the old battlefield naturally attracted a lot of forces, but after more than a year of competition, the basic force framework has been established, and all forces have barely reached a balance.

The most upstream of these are three "large" forces, namely the thief union stationed on the east side of the old battlefield, the Garfield family stationed on the southwest of the old battlefield, and the Magic Academy stationed on the northwest of the old battlefield, controlling two-thirds of the resources of the old battlefield with a three-legged staggering force.

Among them, the thief union is the main material exporter. After the disaster of the blood clan, the thief union returned to Rift Valley Town and was preparing to retake roots in the Rift Valley. The old battlefield was regarded as an important financial way for a day by the thief union. By collecting and reselling various undead materials, the union will provide a stable flow of funds.

The Garfield family is a family of necromancers in Selodir. This family has not had a legendary powerhouse for a long time. In recent decades, it has been frequently suppressed by its opponents. Therefore, after learning about the existence of the old battlefield, it decisively withdrew from the competition in Selodir Province. The whole family came to the old battlefield and prepared to accumulate strength.

Due to the family's demand for undead materials, the Garfield family does not sell undead materials to the outside world. Instead, they will purchase undead materials from some scattered people and small forces, which is the most popular in the old battlefield areas.

The Winter Castle Mage Academy is purely here to make a fuss. Among the three major forces, the area occupied is also the smallest. The strongest in the camp is just a few high-level mentors. They are simply ashamed of their identity as "one of the three major forces". However, even so, no one dares to invade the area occupied by the Magic Academy. After all, no one wants to have just occupied this area, a portal suddenly appeared in front of him, and a group of legendary wizards popped up from it to teach him how to be a human being.

So the college was always in a state of salty fish, and surrounded a area to play stand-alone, but became a small transparent one.

In addition to the three major forces, there are also a large number of "miscellaneous fish forces" and small groups who are also living on the old battlefield. However, the strongest strength of these "miscellaneous fish" forces in the old battlefield is just a little higher than the caravan. The old lame man brought it with him in one sentence. As for those small groups? Sorry, the old lame man didn't even feel like introducing it...

According to convention, after entering the outer area of ​​the old battlefield, the caravan headed straight to the camp of the Magic Academy. After all, the relationship between the Chamber of Commerce and the Academy is still good, and it is safer and safer to be stationed in the camp of the Academy.
Chapter completed!