Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 437: War Level…Wooden Stake

The sound of the horn came from a distance to the location of the city lord's palace, but because this was the source of the roar, it couldn't be heard clearly.

In the sky, there was a figure wrapped in a green cyclone, jumping up and down like a monkey.

The giant black tree integrated with the castle roared while waving its branches, but it couldn't hit the damn skeleton, which made it look a little incompetent and furious.

On the contrary, the arrows that the latter continuously fired drilled holes one after another in its huge body, causing sawdust to fly and dead branches to scatter everywhere.

There is no doubt that this is Mr. Sa.

After they obtained the drawings from Abram's house, they learned from Ravan that the locals did not want to cooperate, so they decided to show the elves in Nibla City how terrible the potential disaster was.

Of course, relying on Sha alone will never be able to anger such a giant tree.

He is like a mosquito. Although it is annoying, no amount of bites can wake up a person from deep sleep.

So Buzina, who was hiding in the air, used her own perception to wake up the tree, and then President Yusa amplified the opponent's arousal.

Thanks to the increased attributes after reaching level six, Mr. Sa can still keep himself floating in the air even after completing a set of skills.

He is now becoming more and more comfortable in controlling energy, and he even wants to practice his skills by playing another set.

Usually there are not so many opportunities to drive such high-quality wooden piles.

Mr. Sa: "Don't say it, don't say it. This tree really looks a bit 'war-grade' when it moves."

Catching Sheep: "'War-grade' wooden stakes, right?"

Mr. Sa: "That's also war-grade. Just tell me, the way Todd looks at me now is stringy?"

Zhuoyang looked at the two children who were completely stunned - they had indeed completely lost themselves.

At this time, Buzina was attacking in the form of a floating city, hiding in the air not far from Mr. Sa. Several people, including Lavan and Todd, were staying in the cabin.

So this is the best viewing position, and Todd can watch instructor Mosa's stake teaching from up close than ever before.

ST is worthy of the name of "gorgeous performance" and its appeal to young people is cross-professional.

Being strong is temporary, but being handsome is lifelong.

So you should choose someone who is handsome and strong!

Catching Sheep: "Speaking of which, he hasn't learned ST yet. Is this useful?"

Mr. Sa: "What are you talking about? Didn't you stop watching movies before you had a girlfriend?"

Zhu Sheep: "Fuck, that makes sense..."

Mr. Sa: "Hahaha, buddy, this metaphor is not bad!"

Capture the Sheep: "It's really yours."

Megumin: "But I heard some experts say, 'Driving a stake is like masturbating. Except for the same principle, it is completely different from actual combat.' So what is Todd looking at now?"

Zhu Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's bad, Mr. Sa, why do I feel that you are no match for the black-bellied sister now?"

Mr. Sa didn't respond, probably because he turned off the microphone.

He seemed to be confused, but fortunately his hands were not disturbed.

At this time, Buzina suddenly said: "Why is it... so weak?"

Her voice echoed in the cabin of the floating city, and the two young men who were watching the battle attentively were startled.

Catching sheep is a bright spot!
"This skill is great. I'll find a way to get one for Dahuang, so I can have car speakers in the future."

Huihui: "Don't think about it. I don't think Dahuang can do this. It has something to do with the vocal organs, but you don't have vocal cords."

Zhu Sheep: "So I can only rely on you to transform into a dragon, Sister Hei."

Megumin ignored this guy and instead used the signal transmitter to chat with Buzina privately: "Issek's consciousness was diluted by the huge soul quality, so this tree does not have the mind to match the power."

Buzina: "What about its original mind? Is it the young soul that greeted me?"

Megumin: "Yes, Berio is hiding inside the castle at the moment."

Buzina was silent for a moment, and after comparing the situation with Cayetano, she said thoughtfully: "So if the contaminated soul is cut off, the mind will inevitably be affected..."

Huihui: "No, it is not the soul that is cut off. The consciousness is first stripped away, and the purity of the mind is ensured by giving up memory. As for the binding relationship between memory and soul, this is not something I can explain clearly. You have to consult Lord Heine.”

"So that's it..." Buzina couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that McCalla's research on the soul has reached such an in-depth level."

Now it was Megumin's turn to be curious: "That shouldn't be right? Logically speaking, you have mastered such a perfect transformation technique, so you should be further than us."

"Are you mocking me?" Buzina said: "If Long Island's transformation technique is close to perfection, then what does 'Big Yellow' mean?"

Soon after Heine realized that Da Huang had set him up, he verified his guess indirectly and revealed Da Huang's "real name" to Buqina. "Da Huang..."

Huihui was speechless for a moment, it was really hard to explain this matter.

Even on Dragon Island, level nine transformation skills are rare.

Seeing her hesitating, Buzina did not ask further questions, but suddenly said:

"By doing this, you put the people of Nibla City into panic, and then forced those nobles to cooperate with your work... This behavior seems a bit inappropriate, right?"

She deliberately let her voice echo in the cabin, and Lavan and Todd also raised their heads.

In fact, they feel so too.

Although they will not resist orders, if they do, they will still hold grudges against them.

The other two people didn't panic at all. Instead, they had the idea of ​​"finally coming."

Only when things got to this point did they understand more and more how wise Heine's choice was.

Megumin: "I know what you mean. If the charging stones from these elves are finally sent to McCalla, then this is indeed a redirected 'protection fee', but in fact a large part of it will Used to purify the tree in front of you, and then return it to Berio. In other words, we helped the local elves discover and eliminate threats. Can Dragon Island not even tolerate this kind of behavior? "

Buzina was stunned: "Are you really planning to do this?"

"We don't need to tell such lies, right?" Hui Hui smiled.

Buzina seemed to be lost in thought and didn't ask any more questions.

Lavan and Todd each breathed a sigh of relief.

McCalla is still the same McCalla, and they have a clear conscience.

There happened to be movement in the tea room at this time. Rawan looked at it and said:

"Instructor Anara, Ed said they are coming!"

...

Tonight is a sleepless night for most residents of Nibra City.

The terrifying roar from the city lord's palace almost woke everyone up, and as night elves, they could clearly see the outline of the giant tree in the distance through the deep night.

This is undoubtedly a war-grade ancient tree guardian, which represents identity and heritage.

As a new city built by pioneers, Nibla had neither of these things.

But when it moves irrationally, it represents pure fear!

Combined with the rumors that have been circulating in the city for the past few days, as well as the war mobilization horn that resounded throughout the city, panic lingered in everyone's mind.

Darryl calmed the people all the way and rushed back to the Lord's Mansion as quickly as possible.

At this time, they happened to witness Mr. Sa finishing his second set of ST. His body was penetrated by the increasingly dazzling blue air, like a conspicuous big moth flying back and forth between the branches of the giant tree.

Crow's Eye stayed where he was as if he had been struck hard...

"Gorgeous performance?"

"What?" Shen Lin was stunned: "You said that was a gorgeous performance?"

He stared at Mr. Sa in the sky, frowned for a long time and said: "How is this possible? Is that some kind of wind spell? Even the 'gorgeous performance' of Lord Tielemanth, the Wind Talker, would not have such an eye-catching wind." Are you mistaken about the pattern?"

"No... I'm absolutely not wrong..." Crow's Eye murmured: "That's the wind pattern of a gorgeous performance, but it's not one time, but two wind patterns. You can only get it if your body is filled with strong winds twice. Such eye-catching wind patterns..."

He was like a devout seeker who couldn't restrain his impulse and was about to rush forward.

Fortunately, Ed has rich experience, and this is not the first time he has seen someone lose his temper like this in front of the instructors.

So he immediately rushed over and hugged the old ranger's thigh.

"Calm down, Lord Crow Eye! It's not too late to ask that Lord after he comes down. This will only appear abrupt and offensive! And it's very dangerous!"

Crow Eyes woke up like a dream and murmured: "Yes, yes, you are right."

He patted his cheek helplessly, and then realized that the other person had been pulled to the ground by him, and quickly helped Ed up.

"Thank you, you're a great guy, you're calm, very good!"

Ed smiled kindly and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

What did the instructor call this?

Yes, gain reputation...

(End of this chapter)