I Captivate the Player

And how much magic power is needed to support the actions and work of so many puppets?

Incredible!

The more he investigates, the more serious Andrew finds out. Samael is not as simple as other people imagined. The fighting power of those puppets is stronger than that of the standing regular army, and they can be resurrected continuously. In a sense, this is really terrible!

The current Andocher is definitely a force that should not be underestimated among the forces in the northern border.

"I have to pass the information back." Andrew has already realized that even if he dies, he must tell Count Leo everything he has seen here.

Before Andrew decided to leave Andocher, he thought of Earl Leo's distant relatives. He decided to pay a visit. No matter whether these people could really instigate rebellion, he always had to contact them.

If he couldn't instigate rebellion, he didn't want to kill people, because the weirdness of this small place made him extremely vigilant.

Samuel is anything but simple.

Although Andrew was confident in his own strength, he also knew that he had better be honest first, and tell Count Leo everything when he returned to Balletto before making any plans.

No, the situation here even needs to be known to His Royal Highness the Second Prince.

Samuel is very dangerous, and Andocher is very difficult.

When he came to Abuli's manor, he saw the figure of "Black Singer" at first glance.

"Isn't this the guy who robbed the foreman and actors of the troupe?"

He was also killed by his own "grace". From this point of view, these people really have the ability to resurrect.

After all, it's a puppet, right?

But in the final analysis, why does Samael have so much magic power, which can support so many golems to operate uninterruptedly for more than ten hours a day?

In his impression, magic power has always been a scarce resource. Magicians even said that if magic power has weight, it is even more precious than gold of equal weight.

Andrew can't figure it out at all. If he can figure it out, there are ghosts. After all, Silver's technology of transforming emotional energy into magic power is an advanced technology belonging to a higher civilization. In the eyes of a slightly lower civilization, it is completely a miracle, which is incomprehensible .

When the "Black Singer" stopped Aner from moving forward, Andrew noticed that the expression of the "Black Singer" changed slightly, a little unnaturally, and he also doubted whether he was aware of his true identity.

"Did he notice it?"

"Aner, I suddenly remembered that there is one more important thing to tell you, let's go, let's go back to the house and talk."

It was because he thought too much.

Andrew followed up, smiling amiably, and asked Aner, "Well, are you the son of Knight Abley?"

An Erben wanted to turn around and go back to the house, but he stood still because of this question, nodded and said, "Yes."

"What's wrong with you?"

Andrew nodded again and again with a smile, and said happily: "Oh, I'm actually an old friend of Abley Knight, and I really hope to meet him today."

As Andrew said this, he was thinking about how to distract the "Black Singer".

This person has been to Paletto, and he has seen his face in front of him, so he can't reveal his identity in front of him, but in this way, it will be difficult to persuade Count Leo's distant relatives.

Forget it, it was very difficult to instigate rebellion, this time let's just observe a little bit.

Aner nodded and said calmly: "He hasn't come back yet, you can come to the room here and wait."

"By the way, are you a knight or a magician?"

"Of course not. I'm just an ordinary horse trainer. Many years ago, I worked with your father for a while and selected horses for him. Now the northern border is in chaos. I heard a lot The refugees have all gone to settle in Andochel, so I just want to come here to meet him, hoping to be taken in by Mr. Abuli Knight."

Andrew hammered his back and sighed.

"Well, I'm getting old, no one can raise me, and the orcs don't dare to keep the land at home, so I thought of coming here to beg Lord Abuli for some food."

"I see."

Aner nodded again, "Black Singer" is a little anxious, you are simply luring wolves into the house, Nima, this boss's acting skills are quite good.

Although Aner asked Andrew dressed as an old man to wait in the next room, but because the other party was not a nobleman, Aner did not go to help the other party in accordance with the rules of class etiquette, but asked two servants to go over to help.

"Black Singer" heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this guy was not allowed to enter the main house, and the situation was not in the most dangerous place.

Hey, I seem to be a little confused.

He didn't come here to kill directly, maybe this BOSS has some purpose, so he has been holding back.

Either way, this ticking time bomb needs to be addressed.

After "Black Singer" thought for a while, he used a secret technique!

Offline, Shangqiuqiu call someone!

Silver Blade Qiu Qiuqun.

Heige: "Jiebao Village, An'er's family found a wild boss, level 58, come quickly, come and form a team to open the voice."

Tomato: "How many levels did you say? Are you right?"

Calm down: "An'er's house, is An'er in danger?"

Veteran: "Level 58? What the hell, this BOSS is 2 levels lower than the orc chief? Forget it, let's go now, you wait, I will call more people."

After "Black Singer" went online again, he suddenly hugged An Er who was about to hand the dog over.

An'er was so shocked that he couldn't move, and the Erha in his arms was squeezed and whimpered.