Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 209 The first wave of enemies

The strange beast that was finally pulled out looked like a six-legged pangolin with a long shell on its back, or a lizard.

According to the players, the appearance of the strange beasts depends on the imagination of the person being parasitized, so it is difficult to classify and name them using illustrated books.

Like the one in front of you, when it moves, it crawls around with six legs, it is simply called "crawling".

Similar abstract nomenclature includes Feifei, Gungun, Soft, Ball, etc.

Because of the divisive nature of strange beasts, the words "big and small" that are preceded are not fixed.

Taking "soft" as an example, the last split was Xiaoruan, and so on:

Medium soft, big soft, huge soft.

If there are too many divisions, the smallest one is also called Microsoft.

So Squidward is such a good name.

The crawling man in front of him had his head stretched out of shape because there were too many toilet pushers.

Of course, this kind of dragging is more than just deformation.

Strange beasts are composed of some impurities plus a large amount of elemental materials and spiritual embers.

So when it was pulled out by Wei Dian Yuan using level 8 soul sucking, it had already been sucked to half its size.

As an output, Northeastern people have a gray stone the size of a fingernail in their hands.

This thing looks very similar to a charging stone, but the color looks a bit unhealthy.

When Heine stuffed it into the soul lantern he brought, it also emitted a pale light with a gray halo.

What's even more weird is that when this light shines on the strange beast, it actually recovers as if it is inflated.

Heine immediately dug out the stone and summoned the ghost horse.

However, it is obviously resistant to this thing.

"Why don't you?" Heine asked.

"Not clean~"

It answered simply.

At this time, another crack opened not far away, and an ooze monster with two legs jumped out.

Those legs seemed to have come from someone unlucky enough to have been smacked in the face.

"I'll do this, don't interfere!"

Teacher Xia stuck the dagger in his waist and disappeared into the air with the toilet spatula in hand.

It can be seen that he has quickly changed from "cannot accept" this new skill to "like it very much".

The strange beast was still following the smell to identify its direction, unaware that someone was coming around behind it.

A leather pick was pressed silently on its butt.

Then, a strong suction force came from above. It couldn't break free at all and could only be dragged away.

Because skill strength is linked to intelligence, Teacher Xia can only rely on brute force to "fix" the opponent, instead of "digesting" it like Brother Wei.

So this thing was turned into a weapon for his capture.

After controlling two strange beasts one after another, Heine also realized the seriousness of the problem.

In addition, players were discussing "whether the void disaster has been brought forward", and he was also a little curious.

"Dispose of the loot and let's go to Quelkus' place to have a look."

Watching Wei Dian Yuan use his authentic soul sucking to kill the two strange beasts, the brothers were once again amazed.

Mr. Sa: "No, why does your handle look like a toilet? You don't know how to hide things, do you?"

Wei Dianyuan: "What am I hiding? It's not necessary."

Zhu Sheang: "Indeed, after all, we can't raise any questions."

Teacher Xia: "It has to be me. You see how much I trust Brother Wei. Even if he hides it, I will pretend that he hasn't hidden it."

Wei Dianyuan couldn't tell what this meant for a moment.

All I could say was: "Indeed, it was you who was in trouble."

...

Huiyu still landed a kilometer or two away from the ancient undead tree. He was so angry that he wanted to scold it but couldn't.

Everyone had to approach Quelkus on foot.

However, before they could reach the black barriers left by the death-qi tornadoes, they only walked a few hundred meters before they encountered three fissures and a bunch of hairy monsters.

There were soft objects, bricks, balls, and an arrow-like monster shooting at him, but he was slapped to the ground with a shield from the sheep, forcing him to calm down.

"Why isn't there a Blight Beast?"

Heine murmured.

People's ideas are more specific. For example, Squidward comes from the elf mage.

He comes from Vilitas and has seen the real Leyesabo, which is an octopus, in the sea, so he is afraid of this creature.

And these strange appearances at the moment are obviously not what people can think of.

In other words, the blighted beasts here were corrupted by the void, and then these strange beasts were born.

When they saw Quelkus from a distance, the latter was completely wrapped in dark purple fissures.

A crack was torn open in the sky above the tree crown, and densely packed flying beasts shuttled between the real world and the void.

The too dense cracks are like a thick layer of frosted glass, isolating everything here, making it impossible to detect clues from a distance.

There is no need to get closer.

"The void disaster broke out, and the pollution was transferred here along the magic network."

Heine looked back at Zhu Sheang.

"Can you recall this?"

...

Zhu Sheep: "What should I say? How should I respond? I didn't fall into the trap of the void disaster."

Teacher Xia: "What's the answer? Not to mention that none of the brothers have watched the plot. Even if they have, Heine has changed the plot to something..."

Wei Dianyuan: "I remember that after the version was updated, Master Fa was slashed with a knife, and he immediately changed his mind and was hanged."

Teacher Xia: "What a coincidence, I also remember that summoning warlocks is strengthened, and rift-related skills are fully increased."

Wei Dianyuan: "There are also ancestors. Damn it, in the arena at that time, it was all about the ancestors and the slit technique to see who was more defiant. One was the father who rocked the father and the other was the door puller and the door guard."

Mr. Sa: "Hey! I just remembered... Our ancestors were strong because they came down from the Zanluo Plateau, right? There was a battle at that time called 'There is fire under your feet, beware of your head', and it was those B people who came from Birds riding on the plateau flew down.

"And what kind of soul priest they have, the Nima Spirit Minotaur, who knows mind control and can make my pets go away. The pure love warrior is furious!"

...

It’s really hard for this group of strong people.

It turns out that some plots can be derived from the professional patch.

Zhuoyang participated in the discussion and picked out some useful information to relay to Heine.

Among them is the article "Beware of threats from the Zanluo Plateau."

Heine only glanced at it, mainly listening.

It sounds like the career patches for major version updates in the game are also tied to events.

The void disaster broke out, so Rift Technique rose.

The activity of the Yuan Ling has decreased, so the mage, a profession that relies on the Yuan Ling to master all kinds of magic, is dumbfounded.

In addition, there are also the ancestral spirit warriors of the Zanluo people.

From the bottle of lost-soul water from the plateau, it is not difficult to find that the Zanluo people's research on souls and ancestors is somewhat related to Yuanling.

The reason why they had not been able to get a share of the pie in McCalla Mountain before was partly because of the natural chasm.

On the other hand, Heine felt that he had something to do with Velitas.

There is definitely a grudge between the two sides.

There are holy light energy storage wells in the other three directions of Ebony Town, but not in the west.

In the large open space to the west, apart from a forest hunting ground, there was only a solitary mage tower.

It's like a person occupying an entire row of seats when there's only one person on the subway.

It's not so much the Master's Tower as it is the Master's "deterrence".

A tower where a fourth-level mage lives alone has frightened the powerful enemies from the plateau. The master's wave is indeed a bit overbearing.

In the game, even though McCalla was reduced to a scorching mountainous area, the Zanluo people held back.

They waited until the magic network was destroyed before appearing.

They have obviously coveted the McCalla Mountains for a long time, and they are even a little perverted.

It's like someone overturned the table when they were sharing the cake. They held it in for three years before they came over to find the old cake box and took a lick.

If it is such a perverted idea, then now that the magic network is gone, the things here cannot be spread to Velitas, and they will only become more perverted.

If you don't take action, there will be trouble.

"I didn't expect to see the orcs in this way."

Heine gave up the idea of ​​forcing his way to this place that was obviously a copy to take a look.

It is certainly dangerous to have such a large dungeon at your doorstep.

But thinking about it from another angle, isn't it guarding the gate for itself?

In this way, you can free up your hands and feet to do it.

Let this group of ignorant orcs be the first witnesses to the rise of the McCalla Mountains.

"Let's go back."

……

...Three days later.

Zanluo Plateau.

The relationship between Zanro and the orcs is like that of Konu and dwarves, half-elves and elves.

But the experiences of the three are completely different.

Orcs advocate primitiveness and animalization, so in their aesthetic view, the pure beast face is the real "beauty".

The ugly Zanluo people are just humans with animal characteristics.

——Fruikon may understand this better.

Therefore, when the first generation of Zanluo people were born, they were indeed regarded as slaves.

But as more and more Zanluo people of "mixed blood" appeared in the second and third generations, things changed.

The "One Drop of Blood Principle" makes it difficult for orcs to keep their "blood pure".

Instead, they became a minority in the ethnic group.

According to the original development trajectory of civilization, the minority will rely on tradition and fractured strength and wisdom to maintain its rule.

Such a racial feudal society will alleviate conflicts through ethnic integration.

Until the word "race" is removed, the cards will be reshuffled.

But the lucky thing is that at this juncture, Master Fa is here.

The Vilitas spread their ideas of "civilization" to the entire land except for the Mekara Mountains.

Even though they came to split.

But this did objectively accelerate the growth of Zanluo people.

——It is more like indoctrination than growth.

Ideas should be rooted in one's own culture and the fruit of exchanges with foreign cultures.

But he was indoctrinated by the magic network in such a muddy and muddled way.

The ancient culture of the orcs was naturally washed away.

All kinds of messy ideas that cannot be called ideological trends are like duckweeds caught in the turbulence, washing and intersecting with each other, forming vortices, and it is impossible to distinguish their own directions.

The orcs were in chaos.

There is no better, only messier.

More and more clan chiefs are shouting slogans that they may not understand, leading people to separate themselves and fight on their own.

Although they didn't like each other, they all chose to destroy the magic network, a productivity tool.

The Vilitas didn't say anything about this, and their goal had been achieved.

As a result, the Zanluo and the orcs advanced and retreated like frogs climbing into a well.

Finally, I took a big step back and returned to my original appearance, living a chaotic but orderly life.

Although there is still an ancient empire in name, they obey the same royal family and worship the same ancestral city, Tayaga.

But at this time, the Zanluo Plateau was already the plateau of the Zanluo people.

The previous name has long gone with the wind.

The Split Toe Tribe is one such clan that lives in the easternmost part of the plateau.

The blood of their people is mixed, including tigers, bears, leopards and snakes, but now they are collectively called Zanluo people.

They once raised a cleft-toed wyvern for hunting use by the royal family - a sub-dragon species with extremely thin bloodline.

Therefore, some traditions are preserved in the clan.

For example, the soul priest has never given up monitoring the magic network in the surrounding areas.

In the remaining inheritance, the magic net carries "destructive power".

It wasn't until the void disaster broke out three days ago that they realized that it was not a rhetorical device, but a real "power".

Then, the priest remembered the ancient oracle he had heard.

"The usurper will eventually taste the consequences of his own deeds."

"The ancient holy land is calling for its firstborn son"

Who is the eldest son?

Of course it’s us!

At least that's what Farkas thinks.

He looked at the gathering of flying dragon riders behind him, and even felt that the clan leader was making a fuss out of a molehill.

Although there is no magic network, they have their own information channels.

Otherwise, things like the "Four-Power Convention" will not be implemented and implemented.

Therefore, he considered it a cowardly act to assemble the entire clan of riders against a countryside that had been sealed off for so many years.

Half of the one hundred people in front of me were above level four, and there were three "predators" who were level five.

This kind of team is enough to sneak attack on the border towns of the Yankees, but they just go to a shabby countryside to find some magic circle...

A sharp hawk's call interrupted his distracting thoughts.

He immediately puffed out his chest.

The team has been assembled and the clan leader is coming to lecture.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a tattooed face and a bear-like figure walked up to the high platform in front of everyone and swept their faces.

Because the bear's bloodline made his body too heavy, the clan leader couldn't find a suitable mount.

Even so, he is undoubtedly the strongest person in the Cleft Toe Clan.

Someone once challenged him and piloted a flying dragon to catch him in the sky and throw him to death.

As a result, he grabbed her feet and threw her to the ground, then tore her alive.

Anyone who had witnessed that scene would not dare to question it.

"You only have one day."

The patriarch shouted:

"The stone for detecting the magic circle has been sent to you. If you get close to it for three hundred meters, the stone will shine.

“Within one day, confirm the location of the magic circle, and then kill everyone who sees you without leaving any traces.

"Remember, there are five magic circles in total. Do you understand them all?"

"understand!"

The roaring reply stopped the cold wind on the plateau.

"Put on your goggles and let's go!"

The clan leader waved his hand, and a hundred flying dragon cavalry got on their mounts, turned around, and swooped down toward the plateau.

...

As the height continued to decrease, Farkas clearly felt that he had entered a new world.

It's completely different here than on the plateau...

Even the air smelled strangely clean.

The clean ones made him sick.

Soon, he saw the legendary mage tower.

Until now, they have not completely detected the McCala Mountains, all thanks to this mage tower.

It is the spit that those arrogant mages spit in the faces of the Zanluo people.

But things are different now. Even if they blow up this place, the news will not be sent to Velitas.

Farkas touched the bomb on the flying dragon's back, wondering if he could give it one.

While he was still hesitating, someone had already done so.

A bomb canister the size of a football was thrown down and moved forward at high speed in the air.

Then it landed accurately on the top of the mage tower.

boom!

The firelight accompanied the smoke, which outlined the outline of an eggshell.

This scene immediately angered all the riders present. Their eyes were red and their fangs poked out of their mouths.

All showed signs of going crazy.

As a result, the team basically lost control.

Bombs continued to be thrown, and the shield of the mage tower only lasted for half a minute before being blown to pieces.

"Pretty!"

"Relieve anger!"

"Look at how stupid it is!"

The low-flying riders approached the mage tower one after another, and some even untied their pants and peed.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Just as Farkas also laughed, an arrow with spiral energy suddenly flew out from the woods below.

Whoosh!

This arrow was extremely powerful, directly piercing the guy's flying dragon head, and then passed through the guy's crotch.

After a brief pause, angry shouts rang out:

"Enemy attack——"

(End of this chapter)