Beginning, Infinite Skill Tree

The sheep head devil swung his cane and knocked away several human beings.

The mercenaries and kingdom fighters of the Second Fortress immediately stepped forward to help.

Soon, the scene fell into a very chaotic battle.

"Everyone. It's time for us..." Starklin saw his heart tremble here, suddenly took a deep breath, and said firmly in a deep voice.

His voice was not very loud, but it slammed into the hearts of his surrounding companions.

"Are you crazy?!"

"No... I'm not crazy. Do you remember the setting of the undead team? Most of them are undead who have been abandoned and have nowhere to go. Finally, they finally found like-minded partners to gather together. I have joined the'immortality' The team’s shared the blood of the wolf and vowed to take on the task of preventing the spread of the abyss and defeat the abyss.” The head under the cocked hat slowly lifted up, his face was hidden by the clothes on his body, and the only pair of eyes that could be seen was Showing a completely different calm and firmness than usual.

Maybe everyone just wants to have fun.

But after watching Black Soul, he was deeply attracted by the Undead Team.

He can understand the loneliness of those "undead" who are said to be cruel and misunderstood.

Even if you continue to fall and rise as you fight against the abyss, your human nature gradually fades, but your original intention has never been forgotten.

He wants to be just that kind of "warrior"!

"I can't watch my compatriots fight there and stay here alone and ignore them!" He finished the sentence at last.

Immediately, Starklin began to command the plate-armored warriors beside him to surround the sheephead demon.

"Starklin!!" The other members of the Undead Français couldn't help shouting in astonishment when they saw this scene.

They could only watch the tall three-cornered hat get farther and farther, and then couldn't help but stretch out and grab the brim of their iron helmet.

A young noble master took off his hat and wanted to throw it away directly.

He only joined the undead team to become a'hero', not to die!

however--

Just when he lifted his hat to throw it out.

He noticed the eyes of other people.

It was silent and complicated, and made this noble young master look sour in his heart.

Thinking of everyone walking out of the royal capital with their dreams, thinking of everyone making team uniforms, recruiting mercenaries, and finally using their own strength to defeat the Jackal, the feeling of satisfaction and glory shared at that time.

The hat of this unknown symbol bears not the best fetters and fantasy of their group.

"Put your hat on. It's time to face the abyss; or say..."

"Do you want to be Hawkwood?" A young master of the "undead team" smiled lightly and gently, then he firmly held his big sword, and then roared and brought his plate warriors to charge Got out.

"Swear to wolf blood!!"

"Nonsense!!! I don't want to be Hawkwood! I also have my own ambitions and dreams!" The aristocratic young master slammed his hat on his head, his eyes flushed and yelled complicatedly.

"Swear to wolf blood!!"

Then he joined the battle with his subordinates.

After that, the young masters of the undead team were gradually touched, bringing their elite soldiers into the battle to help the human army.

The rest of the Guards soldiers mistakenly regarded them as the real undead team, and saw that the'undead team' had also arrived.

Their fighting spirit aroused.

For a while, the fear of the goat head demon was overwhelmed.

Chapter 99 The Real Undead Team!?

Fire, a lot of fire is burning.

boom!!!A group of people were smashed away by a stick.

"At least the sixth step... Isn't the physical power inferior to Bimon?" The soldier said hoarsely with a long throat.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" A noble young master let out a scream and was knocked out.

His thighs were scraped away by the branches, and he fell to the ground covered with blood and instantly fainted.

"Lal!" Starklin stood up and shouted.

He suddenly covered his left arm, his face changed greatly with pain.

No, when the arm just swung the sword at the devil, the bone seemed to be broken due to the force of the counter shock.

but--

In this situation, how can you not care about your arm anymore!

Seeing the distant place fell to the ground, not knowing whether it was a dead or alive'partner', Starklin was extremely angry.

'Why... the members of the Undead team are not standing up.'At this time, the warrior on one side became more and more disturbed.

After fighting for less than a few minutes, he has gradually discovered that this'Frande Undead Team' seems a little different from what he imagined.

Although the general'physical fitness' is good, and advanced combat techniques are used, the combat experience seems to be not much better than that of beginners.

Now they have fought for a while, and they have lost their colors, and they don't have the characteristics of the legendary "undead".

The actual combat power may be worse than some of his guards.

"Quickly get away——!!!" Suddenly, the warrior who saw a scene in front of him was shocked and shouted in cold sweat.

"Ahhhhh!!!" The girl screamed in fear, but failed to escape the huge palm. She was caught in the palm of her hand by the sheep head demon.

"Where is the heart..."

"I...uuuuu..." The girl wore the clothes of the undead team, and she cried directly.

As members of the rare female undead team, the faces of the remaining young masters of the undead team suddenly changed when they saw it.

"Asshole!!! Let me go!" The heir to the only one of the dukes suddenly used his family sword skills,'Four Combo'.

Originally, he used a lightweight stabbing sword to pursue the sword skills of high-speed attack.

Although it was the top swordsmanship, but the weapon he used was the "Flange Great Sword".

When the big sword struck the goat's head demon's arm, it broke with a bang.