I had known that the wild team was unreliable, and the random combinations were basically scams. For example, the archer was short-sighted, the priest sleepwalked and hung up when the war started, the warrior had all wisdom points, all the talents and skills were equipped with bargaining and diplomacy, and the mage forgot to bring the magic book.
With Little Blue Bottle, as long as you can't think of it, there is nothing you can't encounter. There is no worst trick, only more trick, but this time I just wanted to be more convenient and accepted the invitation casually.
"Hunting the undead? Why do I feel like the undead are hunting us!"
While running, we roared, and behind us was a whole group of undead. When did this start? When did we start being hunted by them?
Perhaps it came from a huge barbarian man, holding a branch with leaves in one hand to cover his face, walking on tiptoe, and murmuring in a low voice "You can't see me, you can't see me."
, in full view of the public, when the vampires with a keen sense of smell looked at them with "Are you kidding me" eyes, while sneaking up and attacking?
Perhaps it was the girl named Betty or the boy named Betty who, even though the hunting was over and the wave of bone cavalry was on the way, still insisted on knocking out all the gold teeth of the corpse witch before leaving.
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Perhaps it was when the dwarf aunt fired an ultra-long-range heavy cannon and accidentally hit the Cyclops in the mountains?
In short, our current situation is probably caused by these cheating teammates! Sure enough, the most terrible ones are the pig teammates!
"Pig teammate? Cheating teammate? You have forgotten who insisted on using local materials to make bone soup for everyone to drink! If you weren't wasting your time, we would have run away, okay?"
Heloise seemed to disagree.
"Hmph. You don't understand. Bone elves are rare and rare things. Use them to make soup, nourish your skin, and increase your magic power!"
"...You say it so proudly. It seems like your skills are not bad."
"Of course, when we went on adventures together in the past, I was always the chef. The most important thing when going on adventures is to have a good chef. Otherwise, no matter you are a demigod or an epic, you will still be hungry when you should be hungry. Just don't starve yourself.
.It’s also disgusting. Look at me, after two seasoning packets are taken down, not to mention the toxins from the Bone Elf, even the fishy smell is gone. Heloise, didn’t you drink two bowls of it yourself?”
"...Indeed, it tastes very good. But why don't you tell me first? It actually has a drowsy effect, causing us to sleep until we were surrounded!"
"Hahaha, haven't I forgotten? It can increase magic power. The principle is to promote the concentration of meditation. Isn't meditation just about falling asleep? This naturally has some sleep effects..."
The dead cat kept staring at me with a displeased face. Okay, I admit, I am slightly, maybe slightly, responsible for the pursuers behind me, but at least it is not the whole responsibility! It is not the main responsibility either!
"Tsk, it's really ugly when a man shirks his responsibilities."
Looking back, there are basically no low-level skeletons, zombies, low-level mummies or anything slow. The only ones that can keep up are mid-to-high-level goods such as skeleton cavalry. I made a slight estimate and there are probably forty or fifty left. If
After being stopped, there are more things behind us, which are definitely not something our team can handle, well, at least not what our apparent strength can handle.
"Oh, these guys probably won't be able to deal with it if they don't show their true strength. If they do, I won't let it out... No, why should I avoid exposing my strength and why should I run away? There is no need for me to run away!
"
Suddenly, I figured it out. I just planned to see the battlefield situation and the living conditions of the contracted heroes. At most, I would secretly help the wood spirits to make their plans and plots succeed. I didn’t plan to play pig-like in the legendary story.
If you eat a tiger, what should you worry about being exposed?
So, I turned around without hesitation.
"For the Holy Light..."
"Don't be impulsive!"
"Sure enough, the Paladin likes to get excited at critical moments. It's true that you are staring at him."
Before I could draw my sword, the dwarf aunt and the pseudo-mother priest dragged me left and right, and then ran away...
"Hey, hey, hey, I want to kill them!"
"Well, well, you are powerful, we know that. I heard my sister who is a priest of the Holy Light say that under the guidance of the Holy Light, the Paladin will never be afraid..."
Even as she said this, Betty's eyes held pity, as if she were looking at a hopeless fanatic who was mentally ill.
"Ahem, I heard the old wine barrel in my family said that the Paladin has the syndrome of posthumous sacrifice, but at least you have to find a time when it's worth it before you sacrifice it. Young man, don't think too hard at such a young age. I'm 136
Let me tell you, this world is not as bad as you think..."
The dwarf aunt was straightforward, but her words sounded like she was advising a fool who was about to commit suicide.
"I can really kill him. I don't intend to sacrifice, and I won't force it!"
"Well, well, I believe you."
What do these perfunctory and sympathetic voices mean? I can really kill them!
"Ah ah ah, let me go, I'm not crazy, let me kill them..."
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Deep in the mountains, a temporary mountain stronghold has been established. Simple logs are piled up to form a protective wall, and scattered tents are the camp. But if someone underestimates the defense of this temporary station, then those wooden logs on the wall will
The specially made demonic parasitic vines and trees will teach him how to behave.
Originally, this was a key node for mission execution. An ordinary adventurer team would only be allowed to enter if they lacked supplies and injured personnel. However, due to some special "reasons", there were many more people here than expected.
And after a busy day... well, I should say after a whole day of running, the hungry and tired team decided to go to the meeting place to rest early.
"Look, it's them."
"Oh my god, we ran for three hours."
"You guys are pretty good. The Shield of Glory just killed a high-level abomination. They made them run away without even getting the spoils to prove their performance. That's nearly a hundred justice points."
The "Kodama Super Cute" team has become famous... If you drag a group of wild monsters across the entire war zone, the result will snowball and get bigger and bigger, causing your companions to hate your parents as much as you do for having two less children.
.I’m afraid you will also become famous. In the name of the team’s hindrance. In the name of a professional pig teammate!
Now, no matter where we go, I'm afraid there will be people pointing their fingers at "this cheating pig teammate!".
Faced with the ridicule of other adventurers, the other members of the team were extremely calm and seemed to be used to it. It was no wonder that they couldn't find teammates.
Betty smeared strange mucus on her face, as if she was doing a beauty treatment, and Agen happily continued to improve his "stealth suit". He added new leaves and colors to it... To be honest, it was quite a lot.
Thieves will add sneaking tools to their clothes.
Color, but Agen added some leaves to the two branches... Now he also uses local materials and tied two more rotten cabbages and one carrot. This is more conspicuous than doing nothing! Or he plans to give it to the undead.
Selling vegetables...Can I pretend not to know him? I really don't know him!
As for the dwarf girl...she is only over a hundred years old, what kind of aunt is she? If she is an aunt, who am I at over three hundred years old? An uncle?
Well, back to the topic, this little sister Mary has inherited the tradition of the dwarves. After three glasses of wine, she is already dancing happily. Of course, the dance of the dwarf aunt... From a distance, it is the wine barrel dancing!
Judging from the sarcasm and indifferent attitude of these three guys, it was not the first time they had done this. In other words, they had tricked many people before and were used to ignoring others' contempt.
The only normal person in the team, the handsome bard, happily adapted today's deeds into a bar tune, playing and singing at the same time. Of course, art comes from life, and the plot is completely different from the real plot.
Understanding and beautifying the protagonist is a compulsory course for every author. But...
"It's understandable that I killed a group of skeletons and upgraded them to a group of ghouls. It's understandable that it was just a corpse witch who was treated as a demigod mummy. But after being hunted for an entire afternoon, it was replaced by the undead king who was restrained.
The army he led fought hard for three days and three nights, and the microcosm exploded and killed the epic lich who led the team, as well as the heroes here and there who rescued the beauty and the princess. This is too ridiculous and shameless! It is completely unreasonable!"
"...Brother Roland, you don't know. If you don't just try to stand out these days, telling stories seriously has long been out of date. I changed my profession before I starved to death. The more unreasonable the plot, the more eye-catching it is. The more...
The more thrilling the thriller plot, the more rewards the audience will receive. Now even if everyone knows it is nonsense, just Lele, no one will take it seriously. This is the market!"
Well, I was drunk after being taught by a native from another world about catering to the market.
Seeing these cheaters getting more and more noisy, I shook my head and went to do my own thing.
In the middle of the camp, there is a huge ancient tree. Although it does not reach into the sky like the Tree of Dreams, it is at least hundreds of years old. But two days ago, there was still nothing here.
There are wandering trees and wood spirits guarding the surrounding area. It is not that there are no adventurers seeking information, but all ordinary adventurers who approach here will be stopped. Seeing me walking over, some enthusiasts shouted.
"Don't go there, those wood spirits won't let anyone pass..."
Before I finished speaking, I had already passed the blockade, but the wood spirits and guards turned a blind eye, as if they hadn't seen anything.
Then, the big man who spoke ran to try, but before he could get close, the sudden rise of the wall of thorns and the wary and hostile eyes of the wood spirits made him stay away. He could only laugh twice and return to his original location.
land.
The thoughtful person who witnessed this scene remembered the appearance of the young man who had just entered, and quickly asked which team he belonged to. After all, only "that person" was allowed to enter before, and he was the adventurer leader in this operation.
But this strange young man received the same treatment. Even if he has nothing special, his relationship with the Wood Spirit Clan is probably very unusual, so there is a need to investigate.
Of course, I didn't know these things when I entered the ancient tree house, but to my surprise, I met a human being here.
He has a blond hair shawl, blue eyes and white skin. The dark gold of fine gold flashes on the black armor. The black gloves are also engraved with powerful magic patterns. The magic wave of the gem sword is so strong that it can be felt outside the door. Is this handsome guy strong?
I don't know, but it's definitely true that he is very rich. None of his equipment is below the epic level.
Naturally, I know such a scammer. The "Black Watcher", the leader of the super mercenary group Westwood Guardians, is also the "Presidential Decree" of the adventurers who participated in this operation. Of course, it is only in name.
But I immediately disliked him, just because...
"I think the team with the strange name that caused the chaos should be punished. Otherwise, if everyone follows suit and doesn't listen to orders, I'm afraid the organization will be in chaos in the future..."
In the hall, all three virtues were there, but only Samantha was in charge. Faced with Keith's righteous opinions, she shook her head coldly, but when she saw me coming, she rarely took the initiative to change her mind.
He nodded and forced out a smile.
"You are here."
"Well, how are the seeds? Are they going well?"
"It has already begun to germinate. The cultivation period will be completed within two days, and it can be activated at any time to enter the next stage."
Case's face was full of surprise. He was also surprised to see other humans in this core area, but I had no intention of talking to them.
Approaching the core of the hall, the heart of the tree was trembling slightly, like the heart of a living creature. But underneath, there was a huge amount of life energy that was dormant and accumulating. Once it exploded, it would be like this.
It was as violent as a volcanic eruption.
The seeds of the Forest of Dreams are also the hope of the Wood Spirit clan.
When this seed germinates, the sky-covering tree will rise from the ground, and the new dream forest will gradually grow, and the sleeping Amyra will also have a new realm.
Although the seeds must be supported by the mother body, the roots of the Forest of Dreams arrived here ten days ago. This ancient tree covering the sky is actually just a part of the roots. Once the disguise is torn off, the new Forest of Dreams will
Rapidly taking shape, Amyra will also become stronger and gain new nutritional supplies and territory.
And this is obviously not what the undead expect to see. In order for Amyra's planar will to come, the seeds must take root and sprout to a certain extent. This takes time. The spreading grassland wildfire can only be extinguished at the beginning.
, the undead are not blind. When the will of the plane expands its domain, the rules of the entire world will be touched by it, and this most vulnerable period will make it a target for the enemy.
Obviously, as long as the seeds are allowed to germinate here, the City of the Undead will definitely take action. There will definitely be a tough battle to be fought by then, and since it will be fought sooner or later, it is natural to fight before more high-level undead have arrived in the world.
, the judgment of the wood spirits is not wrong, I also hope that the domain of the Forest of Dreams can be expanded, so that Amyra will wake up soon.
Since Samantha said everything about the seeds was fine, I nodded and didn't ask any more questions. It was better to leave this aspect to the experts.
"You are?"
It was Case who raised his own question. He felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Who am I? Don't you even recognize the person you want to punish?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
