Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

'Xue Yunfeng' actually likes the current situation very much... The main task is there, it just depends on whether he can find it.

No matter what others think, but this feeling of having to stir every nerve and pay attention to every detail in order to find clues from the mess made him... blood boil again.

He looked at the old man on the screen contentedly, and briskly instructed the female priest standing aside, "Susu": "Tell Xiao Xiaoliu, that old man must have something to do with the master hunter of the Lord of Beasts...otherwise he won't suddenly come out.

This kind of old guy, if he has nothing to do with him and just wants to get along with us, he always likes to show up afterwards.

It's impossible to run out and show your face halfway through the fight.

Regardless of who he is, he must be an enemy anyway.

Hmm... Let their people be prepared, no matter how much time is spent in the front, they will be able to take them away in the end.

This is a bit difficult, but Black Rose can definitely do it... No matter how reluctant they are to use their animal companions, the final crit will always be fine. "

The animal companions of other families are not like Black Rose, who can create racial resonance... It must be ensured that there are more than 10,000 monsters of the same blood.

Then it can be increased proportionally according to the quantity.

Even with his many eyes and ears, he couldn't figure out how many wild boars Black Rose had.

Don't look at how many people went outside the city of Aglaia last time, but 'Xue Yunfeng' still understands that there must be a large number of people who are obsessed with cleanliness, even if their sense of smell is closed, they are determined not to join that battle.

Therefore, he thought for a long time, even if there was no white dragon to lead people across the border of Amn, he could only send the black rose out in the end... In that case, all family members who participated in the operation would have to be subsidized, not less.

Collecting money by the hour is because the bald head loves him deeply enough.

Thanks to Black Rose for having a group of white dragons who collect shipping fees... Even if he is not very good at counting, he can still figure out which one is more expensive!

The 'perfect bald head' was getting a little irritated chatting with Master Omar...Why did he want to discuss the difference between elf style and aristocratic style with this old guy?

Shouldn't that be something he's sitting down with dear slippery to discuss?

The old man is dressed in white, what confidence does he have to talk about fashion?

Doesn't his clothes have ashes?

But not only was there no movement at all from 'Xiao Liuliu', they didn't even send anyone to intervene, but the personnel were constantly being transferred.

This made the bald head understand that the person in front of him was not only an enemy, but also an enemy who was likely to attack suddenly.

He struggled to suppress the urge to sigh. In the previous few battles, his experience bar had grown a little bit!

Although preparations for these things have been made in vain... After all, it is a national war, and the knights who charge ahead will die sooner or later.

It was originally a windfall, and if I lost it...it still hurts so much!

That is also the experience he earned after scolding for days and nights!

Who will pay for the endless lotus that he sprayed out?

Nasty old man!

When the fight starts, he must show this Omar what a war of words is!

The undead on both sides of the 'perfect bald head' have been moving around... Omar didn't care much, and he smiled at the undead very friendly... probably thought they were all here to see him.

Of course, he also paid a little attention to whether the undead were trying to engage in a 'strike first', but he quickly gave up his vigilance. The two professions are still mixed together, it is impossible to engage in any combined attack... It will not be lethal to him at all.

No matter what attitude the undead have towards him, at least they don't plan to fight directly.

Although with Omar's ability, he is not afraid of the sudden attack of this group of undead, but... even he cannot kill hundreds of thousands of high-level professionals at once.

It's not impossible to do it at all, but if he does that, what identity does he have to hide? Wouldn't it be enough to just kill them directly?

Not to mention, this group of undead people, and more people are distributed on both sides of the city, and Omar can't guarantee how far he can do it.

After all, this body is still incomparable with the real incarnation.

Omar, who still doesn't know much about the undead, has no idea where his mistake is.

At the beginning, those standing nearby were all clergymen and auxiliary mages... It's just that the priests of the undead have always been showy. Unless they use their skills, no one can tell which great god's family they are.

But the ones who stand at the end are usually the ones who are the best at escaping for their lives... They are the kind of people who, after the entire army is wiped out, can rely on the oiling technique on the soles of their feet that they don't know where to learn, and run out of the battle area inexplicably.

Although everyone cursed that this group of guys must be hiding at the end and taking advantage of opportunities, no family can't lack such people.

The patriarchs understand the difference between being pulled up and running away in pain... let alone a few times, as long as there are more than two times, there will be countless dead bodies on the ground that can no longer move.

After these "life-saving straws" left, the people who were replaced were not only extremely well-dressed, but all of them were dressed in brocade clothes, and even several of them were wearing full-body armor of ruby ​​fiberglass elves... That thing is so expensive that it is hidden in the small town The mithril elves who saw it for the first time were almost frightened and thought that some elf **** had descended to earth.

Not to mention the elven city guards in Agraia... That was the first time that the entire NPC army was dispatched to watch the grand sight of the undead.

It's a pity...it's all shelf goods.

No way, no matter which game you are in, for rookies, the equipment will always be the most radiant... Of course, some rookies may be a lifetime thing.

Anyway, they like to work **** their appearance. I guess that kind of shining armor can make their dying appearance more attractive?

Feeling the gazes of those undead tribes on him, Master Omar was even more clingy when talking to the leader of the undead tribes in front of him. His attention.

He knew very well that even if he knew that he was not Yin Erminster, in Toril, the archmage who dared to use Omar as his alias would definitely dare to confront Yin Erminster head-on.

The undead must be curious about him, hehe~ Maybe they are all guessing who he is, that's why there are so many elves and nobles!

In this case...Malar's subordinate should be able to find a chance to escape, right?

As long as you learn some escaping skills from their master gods... just besieged by eighth-rank knights fighting at tens of thousands of paces, there shouldn't be any embarrassment, right?

Especially Amu, didn't he claim to have killed even the voters of Château?

If possible, Omar still doesn't want to directly conflict with the undead.

Although I don't know much about these elves from other worlds, as those people in Waterdeep City scattered to all corners of the mainland, those who are well-informed know that when they go out, they are always playing videos simultaneously.

Although I don't know who will be watching all the time... But at least the elven gods, Shar and Selûne must be there.

Forget about these few, even if you guess who he is, it doesn't matter, they have a bad relationship with Mystra, and I probably want to see her jokes.

The key is still Tyre and Ransander!

Of these two, one is likely to expose him directly, after all, there was a grudge before.

Another... just for fun, who knows what he'll do?

Omar still hopes to keep the current situation... Even if everyone knows that he has ghosts, at least he has never come to be caught in the face.

'Perfect Baldhead' was a little confused, why didn't this old man do anything?

Could it be that he really wanted to waste another three days and three nights of his saliva?

But it's fun to scold Umberley, what's the point of chatting with a bad old man?

He couldn't help getting angry from his heart, and changed the subject instantly: "By the way, you are not a mage in Amn, are you? Then...could it be from Harua?

That's right, several families in Amn have taken away three back-up Mystras. You are also worried that your identity as the Holy Land of mages will be taken away by others, right?

Don't worry about this... the rest of them, we sent them to the Border Kingdom, and they may have been picked up by you Harua by now.

If you go back quickly, maybe you can **** one back to your magic tower! "

Omar was stunned for nearly a minute before speaking slowly: "I...do have something to do with Halrua, but it's not from the Holy Land of Mystra.

Besides, you forgot, right?

The more likely Manx came from Haruah~www.readwn.com~ That guy...wasn't Haruah a fake made to kill Kelben? "Perfect Baldhead" quickly interfaced: "Tsk tsk, followers of Cyric on the left, followers of Bane and Rose on the right, who would believe that she could be Mystra!"

Even if that lady really wanted to be reincarnated, she would rather choose a man than Manx!

Come on~ Didn't Kyle die as you wished?

What else are you pretending to be!

Right? Master Omar! "

Omar was a little speechless... He actually didn't want to speak for Haruah, and was even very willing that the undead would blame Kelben's death on Haruah.

But if he still wants to keep this avatar, it seems that he can't just...Damn, what does this undead mean?

Omar slightly raised his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him... What exactly does he want to find out from himself?

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