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Chapter 162 The Golden Lord

The process of transforming Olaf's body into the undead was not very smooth, and the scene was also very spectacular. The sky was strange, the black wind was howling, and the sky was dark.

Aina, who was hiding in the distance, was trembling with fear from the sudden fierce aura. She looked up at the dark clouds that were beginning to close in the sky. Although she wanted to go over to see what was going on, she did not dare to go against Plancy's wishes.

and the command of the boar.

On the wall of Olandra, the golden-armored general who rushed to the city's head looked at the black jungle on the east side; listening to the faint thunder, the general's brows could not help but frown.

The messenger reported: "General, the high priest of the church in the city wants you to send troops to the front to check, saying that there is an evil spirit of the undead at work."

Send troops? I don’t know what happened over there. Why didn’t the guardian knights of the church send out, but asked themselves to send troops? The general couldn’t help but be silent. It’s not that he didn’t want to send some troops to the light, but that he had no troops to send at this time, so he couldn’t fight.

Chaosing the deployment of the front line will give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Fortunately, the billowing black gas only lasted for a moment, and the muffled thunder suddenly stopped after half a minute. The night sky became clear again, as if nothing had happened.

Aina stared blankly at the moonlight that continued to shine down. Those visions came and went suddenly. After some hesitation in her heart, she slowly walked aside to see if she could help.

Woof woof!

There was the sound of dogs barking from the side, and two level 28 hell puppies rushed out, grinning at Aina in warning. The order they received was to prevent others from approaching the area ahead.

"What do you want to do?" Aina was startled by the two ferocious hell dogs, but then a subtle feeling was transmitted to the two hell dogs. Perhaps because they were both soul servants of the wild boar, Aina could

He somewhat sensed the thoughts of the two hellhounds, so he tried to explain: "I just went to the front to take a look. Don't make sure anything happens to the master."

The two hellhounds looked at each other humanely, but continued to bar their canine teeth at Aina without any intention of giving way. Because of the indirect connection of souls, they would not attack Aina on their own initiative, provided that she did not disobey the wild boar's orders.

The command.

Aina shrugged, turned around and slowly sat under the tree, waiting for the wild boar's cry.

It took another three to five minutes after those visions dispersed before Aina heard the shouts coming from the bottom of her heart, and the two hell puppies also moved out of the way with their tails between their legs.

Aina hurried forward, feeling a little nervous for some reason. She seemed to be worried that something might happen to the wild boar.

The open space in front of me is in a mess. Several large trees that have been corroded have withered. The ground and tree trunks are full of holes the size of fingernails. There is always a mane in the hole that has not been refreshed by the system.

There were some dark red bloodstains on the ground. Apart from her and the wild boar, there was no flesh and blood here. The source of the blood was self-evident.

"Master is injured?"

For a while, there was no trace of the wild boar. Only a strong skeleton could be seen standing on the spot carrying another skeleton. The skeleton being carried still had strong power fluctuations, which made Aina feel frightened again.

"come over."

Aina subconsciously looked at a dark corner in the moonlight. The wild boar was lying there weakly, with blood still flowing on its back.

Aina ran up in two or three steps, staggered and knelt on the ground, shouting: "Master, you need to stop the bleeding!"

"Healing water. Help me go to the Church of Light to find this potion. I must get back here before tomorrow night," Lin Yutian said. "Otherwise, I will be seriously injured and die, but you will be free in that case."

"Master, you..." Aina's heart trembled. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. Then she bit her pink lips. She put on the cover of her cloak and turned around to run in the direction of Aocheng.

As soon as Aina left, Plancy emerged from the palm of the soul-touching hand. "Why are you testing her like this? The puppet bound by the soul will never go against your will."

"If she can withstand the test, it won't be too late for you to teach her undead magic." The wild boar stood up from the ground, with seven or eight horrific wounds on its back already scarred. But the wild boar's health stopped at 100%.

The position of eighty. This is the injured state again. And this state can be easily relieved, as long as it is upgraded, it can return to normal.

"Oh, do you feel the preciousness of undead magic?"

"Precious?" The wild boar grinned, which was a sarcasm plus a sneer. There were also some angry complaints, "Honestly speaking, the practicality of combat is not as good as those evil summoning techniques of the undead."

He was almost killed by the golden skeleton born from Olaf's body just now. The struggle process can be seen from the messy scene, which is extremely dangerous.

Plancy was speechless and slipped back into the palm of the Touching Spirit without saying a word, while Lin Yutian took the initiative to put the Touching Spirit away and walked towards the two skeletons.

Ada threw the dying skeleton to the ground, and the cold flames in his eyes conveyed strong hostility. However, the latter struggled to get up from the ground, with the long knife in his hand stuck on the ground, and knelt on one knee in front of the wild boar.

, slowly lowered his violent and proud head.

"Although you are powerful, you were born after Ah Da, so I will call you Ah Er from now on."

The word "Aer" appeared on the head of the skull where Olaf's body was born, and the golden flame burning in the hole was gradually restored.

Skeleton elite Ah Da, a silver-level intermediate undead, has strength that is not inferior to that of Qiao Da in life.

Skeleton Lord Ah Er is a gold-level intermediate undead. Surprisingly, it is a thirty-level lord monster.

With a physical attack limit of more than 350, a defense of 250 and a blood volume of nearly 10,000, Lin Yutian, the owner of two skeletons, was speechless. According to old Plancy, the golden skeleton can only be regarded as a more powerful undead.

Of course, this is because the old people stand at different heights and view strength at different levels.

Lin Yutian, the master, suddenly felt a kind of pressure. Although he didn't know how to evolve from an elite to a lord, upgrading could improve his attributes.

Controlling a lord, an enhanced elite, and more than twenty ordinary monsters, Lin Yutian suddenly felt like a king of the mountain. But soon, he walked out of the forest and asked Ah Da and Ah Er to find their place.

After resting and regaining strength, more than twenty hell puppies guarded two skeletons with residual blood.

Ah Da is an archer, Ah Er is strong enough to be a warrior, so where can I go to find two more undead to make two mages and nannies. In that way, I can form a powerful undead team. If nothing happens, I can find a player to download a 'dungeon'

, explosive equipment.

The wild boar smacks its lips, and the spring breeze is just like this.

Although he can only recruit more than twenty disciples every day, it is still a terrible number if accumulated over a long period of time. The wild boar has targeted the thirty-level goblin warriors. He can develop a full team while practicing. These

The crazy goblin warrior can be considered a regular species that walks on two legs...

"stop!"

In the early morning, the soldiers guarding the city held their spears in front of Aina, who was wrapped in a black cloak. It was reasonable for her to be questioned in this manner. "Who are you? What are you going to do? Are you an evil wizard?"

Aina slowly raised her head. She could feel the spear in front of her shaking a little. She said calmly: "Sir, I am Aina, a trainee magician from the Magic Guild. I went out to collect some potions a few days ago and got lost...

"

"Go! Get away!"

The city guard spearmen urged impatiently, as if they would go berserk if they looked at Aina even more. Aina calmly put on her cloak again, lowered her head and walked into the city gate. She just listened to the comments and curses coming from behind.

She made a sound, her hands tightly grasping the corners of her clothes, and a slight sadness flashed across her calm face.

"You still don't know about that ugly monster? Why did you stop her? You want to disgust me!"

"How do I know it's her."

"Shouldn't a face like this deserve to be hanged?"



The uncle in flower pants has become a lot more haggard recently. With the help of inheritance, his old rival Zhan Xing Tuan has launched an all-out war with the Kuang Zhan family in several cities, which has seriously affected the development of the main guild of the Kuang Zhan family. Because the Zhan Kuang branch is his temporary

The intention was established in Alandra. At this time, inter-city teleportation was not enabled, so no players from the Battle Star Group appeared.

Inheritance, inheritance from heaven and earth, what is this lofty guild going to do? Several leading cadres of Zhan Kuang gathered together to discuss various policies.

Although the reputation of the Kuezhan Family in China cannot be said to be very good, it still has a certain reputation; the Zhan Star Group is used to being domineering, but its reputation is extremely poor.

"Alas, this is not a fairy tale. What inheritance values ​​​​is is who can bring high benefits to it, rather than a little fame." Hua Pants waved his hands irritably. This short-lived event took place in a military camp on the grassland.

The meeting was dissolved on the spot, "Contact me the higher-ups of the Knights of Glory, and I'll make a trip myself."

A young man touched his chin and analyzed: "Uncle, if we take down Zijinglan, the crisis of our crazy war will definitely be solved head on."

"Alas," the uncle in flower pants was full of regret, "I can't do it."


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