Grand Arcanist of Azeroth

Chapter 189 Targeting the Tax Official's Convoy
When Herald walked along the forest road to the mining area, the harassment of undead monsters along the way never stopped.

The forces that rule Revendreth are not known for their strong combat effectiveness.

Although there are also armies of Venthyr and Stoneborn here.

Their strength is average, and they belong to the level of local militias.

It is definitely incomparable with the regular army of the Shadow Realm!
But the procedures for those regular troops to dispatch are very cumbersome, in fact, basically they cannot be counted on.

Small-scale battles can only be handled by each region itself.

For enemies that are difficult but not particularly dangerous, you should slowly find a way to solve them.

These annoying undead monsters in the Calamity Forest, the ruling class of Revendreth, have tacitly acknowledged their long-term existence.

These guys who can't be killed no matter what, just clean them up regularly.

However, the ruling class has been implementing the action of inserting nails into the disaster forest and gradually controlling it.

Those towns built on the basis of mines are the nails that go deep into the disaster forest.

Herald entered one of the towns and found that most of them were professional Venthyr hunters.

They bred hounds to be bigger and stronger.

The hounds bred by the Venthyr nobles who make soy sauce are like younger brothers compared to them.

Of course, if they really met the previous undead spiders, they would end up paying off one at a time.

But these Venthyr hunters were no fool.

They will judge the strength of the opponent, and choose whether to deal with it alone or find a master to support it.

Fighting against undead monsters in the forest all the year round, these professional hunters have quite good fighting skills!

Even if the weapon can't break through the defense, it is possible to beat the undead spider to death.

The weapon configuration of Venthyr hunters is not bad, no different from those Venthyr nobles.

From time to time along the street, they can be seen maintaining hunting muskets.

These old-fashioned muskets that fire and pull the bolt are good for hunting common undead monsters!
Just use a gun to injure the prey, and then the hound will bite the prey and drag it over.

Compared with Venthyr, who earn dead wages in the urban circle, the income of these hunters is much higher.

But this kind of blood licking is not accepted by most Venthyrs.

Wouldn't it be good to get off work when the time comes to torture the souls of sinners comfortably in the city every day?
In addition to these hunters, there are mud miners in the town, plus some mud merchants.

Although the mud servant is dumb, there is also a shrewd existence inside.

These dwarfs who can run around the world are equivalent to goblin merchants in the shadow world.

However, compared with the profit-seeking goblin merchants, the mud merchants' business is very honest.

The price difference they earn from buying and selling goods is not high.

The agent in the game is not seen here.

It is estimated that in the face of the business model of these mud merchants, they have no way to open the market of Revenders.

When Herald came to the Mining Area Affairs Management Office, the mud servant supervisor here was very surprised.

The tax officer just came, why is there another one?
The more it thought about it, the more wrong it became, and it suspected that there was something wrong with this Venthyr nobleman.

Seeing that the mud servant supervisor was suspicious, Herald did not hesitate to cast a mental scream to make it stop thinking completely.

The psychological scream with a huge effective attack range swept across this town covering an area of ​​just over three square kilometers.

As the townspeople descend into deep fear, small arcane golems go door to door to harvest them.

Psychic Scream, a soul-based spell, mainly applies fear to enemies.

But some weak mud servants and Venthyr were frightened to death by the ultra-high-intensity fear.

This is not a question of courage.

This kind of attack directly aimed at the soul, if the will fails to pass the judgment, it will have an instant death effect.

Those unlucky ones who ran away with their heads in their hands were harvested in pieces by small arcane puppets.

From time to time, red energy blades can be seen flying out, causing large-scale group damage.

Although Usales has become stupid, its strength has been greatly improved.

When small arcane puppets use it to harvest enemies, they often launch this kind of ranged attack similar to sword energy.

In front of the powerful red energy blade, both enemies and objects are cut in two.

The red energy blade slashed on the rock wall, and could penetrate tens of centimeters into the wall.

Those thinner rock pillars were directly cut off, causing a small area of ​​houses to collapse.

If it were replaced by a thatched hut like that of an orc, it would be cut from front to back, and collapsed in pieces!
Seeing the mess of the town being destroyed, Herald turned his head to look at the mud servant supervisor who was terrified to death.

This guy has a brilliant mind.

But it doesn't use its cleverness in the right place.

If it didn't find the problem at that time, the residents of this city would not have died.

In order to cover his whereabouts, Herald can only use violence to solve the problem.

Tens of thousands of unlucky people in the city died because this guy was too smart.

This completely destroyed town will soon be taken over by undead monsters.

No one can investigate what happened here.

Because the witnesses in the whole town were brutally silenced.

Although it was a bit ruthless to do so, Herald didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

War is life and death, how can there be any kindness at all?

From Herald's point of view, the final result of this secret war can only end with the imprisonment of the ruler of Revendreth.

A harmonious shadow world is what the material world needs.

After reducing this town to ruins, Herald did not go to other towns.

The tax officer in charge of the calamity forest area should have collected almost all the taxes by this time.

It doesn't make sense to go to other towns now.

Going there will just cause more killings for nothing.

He rushed towards the fallen ruins to the east.

Venthyr likes to enclose the land with tall city walls to distinguish their respective administrative jurisdictions.

The dangerous place of Calamity Forest was even more blocked by many city walls.

There are only two exits from this area.

They are the Ash Wilderness in the northwest and the Fallen Ruins in the east.

Personnel act alone, you can climb down from the city wall, or pay money to get the Stoneborn Demon to send it down.

Convoys transporting large quantities of goods can only take those two exits.

To be precise, there is really only one choice.

In the terrible environment of the Ash Wilderness, no one would be willing to go there.

Herald rode swiftly on Ravendre's own undead steed.

The small arcane puppet followed steadily.

Even a strong undead warhorse can't bear its weight of just over two tons!

When passing by a town, Herald saw the large convoy.

After confirming that it was the team of tax officials, he continued to rush east.

Not suitable for hands-on in or around town.

Only the withered ruins are a good place to kill and rob.

The Withered Ruins was once a city of considerable size.

Then it fell into disrepair somehow.

Now it has become the base camp occupied by undead monsters.

Those haunting the ruins are all powerful undead monsters.

Huge undead bats can often be seen near ruins.

Herald chose to do it here, just to push those undead monsters.

Because it is the only way, there are more pedestrians passing by here.

When the tax collector's convoy came, it was much larger than before.

Apparently some caravans chose to go together.

In this way, safety issues on the road do not have to be considered.

Seeing these unlucky people who took the initiative to get together, Herald didn't care.

It's nothing more than killing more.

(End of this chapter)