The lord is red again

"Let's just stay here"

Linde looked around and saw an undead passing by in a hurry. When he saw Linde and the others, he said hello and left in a hurry.

A temporary tent allowed Renzo to rest here temporarily.

There was no need to worry about food. It made people suspect that Renzo might have been out of basic material needs. Maybe his main food was human madness, nightmares and the like, and maybe the tooth fairy that he suddenly caught under his pillow.

With Renzo's dry and skinny body, even if he suddenly held a small wooden stick and laughed strangely and shouted "Avada eats big melon" one day, it would definitely not feel abrupt.

In fact, some undead have tried this, but it's a pity that Renzo has always remained silent.

"Every item has a price list." Lind did not give Renzo too many instructions, and turned to talk about other things. His voice was low, as if it contained a strong force that was about to burst out, like pulling the bowstring of the full moon, but the tone was soft and not aggressive. "We will return to Goliath, but the situation may be different from what you think."

Since he was sure that he was the only "old noble", that sense of loneliness took root in Lind's heart. He was labeled as a remnant of the old nobles, and the gap in identity could not be crossed.

He has stronger talents and strength, but he is also the target of all new nobles.

So Lind has been thinking about what he can do.

The arrival of the new era cannot be stopped. Even if there is no participation of the undead, it has become inevitable that the new nobles will replace the old nobles.

Bound to his identity, Lind has no choice at all. He must stand on the side of the old forces and use himself to block the torrent of the new forces. He is unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he must make all preparations.

Before the new nobles react, it is an inevitable means to take the lead in embezzling them. What else? Contact those crazy old nobles? He did not see the second old noble who went crazy, so he put this decision aside for the time being.

The best option could be to gather the forces that once swore allegiance to the old nobles. The end of the world is not too long away, and perhaps there are still a few people who hold on to the old faith.

"I understand what you mean," Renzo raised his head and replied in a calm tone.

"So I never asked you to do anything. I don't want to coax someone to work for me, but I may be the last one who is not crazy." Lind trusted Miko's words very much, because she was not from Goliath, but from a stronger area than Goliath.

Even though the Kingdom of Rand is big enough, it is still nothing in this continent.

The magic land outside the Kingdom of Rand has a broader vision. After all, it is close to the gateway to the divine realm, and knows more than "country people" like himself.

"I understand, sir," Renzo's tone was calm, and he has always been so calm.

Lind watched the soldiers install tents and set up potions.

The two suddenly stopped talking and fell silent.

"You are strong, Renzo, you can bear loneliness and endure madness." Linde spoke again after a while, "Fight for me."

Renzo looked up at Linde, his thin face under the cloak showed no expression, and then he lowered his head: "I will always fight for you."

Starting today, the Star Dragon Sentry will add a new NPC.

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Opening up the wasteland is one of the favorite activities of the undead.

You can encounter many new things along the way, and the fun of exploration comes from this.

There is an upward road from the foot of the volcano. The road is tortuous and it is not even possible for two people to go up side by side. Moreover, it takes a very long time to walk along the way, which also leads to many people preferring to go up the mountain rather than down the mountain.

"After coming up, I decided to nail myself here, and I would rather die than go down!"

It's not that I would rather die than go down, but someone really stepped into the abyss when going down the mountain.

After several days of advancement, they have touched the crater.

The environment here is very bad. Even if the undead people adjust their senses to zero and use the dizziness of the brain to exchange for light equipment along the way, they are still in a bad mood when they see the various debuffs hanging on their bodies.

It's too hot, so hot that it makes people lose blood.

Romantic Eater shook her hair. She was almost able to go back to exchange for a "Spell Wizard" potion. The reason why she suddenly surpassed the other 59 people and gained a lot of points was that she found several rare potion materials.

She just wanted to try if there was anything edible in the new map. Unexpectedly, "God Bucket Tastes Hundreds of Rice" actually made her eat a lot of good things with her mouth.

The European emperor doesn't need to work hard, and the non-Africans all work hard, but the winner is always the European emperor.

The last time she ate roasted earth dragon meat, she lingered for several days, but it was a pity that the meat had to be bought later, and the flavor was greatly reduced after it was made into jerky.

It tasted like chewing slippers. When she stretched her taste buds to the fullest, the plastic-like stench left her with a great psychological shadow.

People are different. The taste she hates and doesn't want to eat becomes the best food in the eyes of other undead.

Only a small piece of earth dragon meat can replenish the body's strength, relieve hunger and fatigue, and it is very small in size. It can be put into a bag and hung around the waist without taking up any space.

Complaining that meat jerky is simply inhuman food, the romantic rice bucket finally passed the difficult mountain road and reached the crater.

There is a circular mountain pass in front of it. Every once in a while, hot wind gushes out from the mountain pass.

The hot wind blew diagonally over the head, and the scorching air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur. A large amount of dust would cover people's hair and clothes in the shortest time.

Romantic Eater breathed a sigh of relief and reluctantly took out a piece of dried meat to replenish her energy. As a person who loves eating so much, she could only close all her senses and chew mechanically.

There were still some undead people exploring in front.

The circular flat top of the volcano was enough for more than a dozen carriages to pass side by side. Although the range was very large, it could be seen clearly at a glance. There was probably nothing ahead.

All they wanted was to be in the crater, get close to the edge of the crater and look down. Acrophobia can deprive a person of consciousness in an instant. Even if they knew it was fake, standing at a height that took a whole day to climb to the top and looking down, the dizziness was definitely not something that ordinary people could accept.

"Wow~" An undead person held his hands to his mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted.

It seems that many people still accepted it.

Romantic Eater looked down at the inside of the crater. There was an obvious mountain path, which meant that their real target might be inside the volcano.

One misstep and they would fall into the volcanic magma.

The thrilling low tolerance made the undead people curse in their hearts, but almost everyone present chose to go down this way.

Romantic Eater bent over, making sure that every step landed on the strongest stone. She suddenly wondered why there was no rope. It might be more convenient if there was a rope.

But then she thought of another situation. With such a high temperature, would the rope be ignited?

Let's rely on ourselves.

A snapping sound suddenly came from below, with a woman's sad voice.

When the other party approached, the slapping sound immediately turned into a heavy hammer hitting the heart, shaking everyone's ears.

"Something flying is approaching!" Someone shouted.

On the difficult mountain road, they were suddenly approached by a flying thing. Everyone knew what was waiting for them next.

The next moment.

"Ah——!" An undead man was dragged away from the mountain road and turned into a black straight line and smashed into the volcanic magma.

Someone shouted, and everyone immediately reacted and climbed up desperately.

"Run!"