The lord is red again

The team blocking the way in front quickly dispersed without forming a defensive formation, as if they were worried that Lind would misunderstand.

When the infantrymen of the Second Legion behind Lind entered the gate, the weak defense force of Holy Water Town surrendered the white flag at the first time.

Just as Lord Serin once looked down on Prey Town, Lind's strength and power at this time were stronger, enough to make the undead people feel extremely oppressed when they saw the red name with a tingling scalp.

The city walls could not resist, the shields could not resist, and without the village chief who was the "official NPC" to resist, everyone chose to obey.

Lind stepped over the corpse of the novice village chief, who he could not see, with no mercy in his heart. It was not the first time that he killed his enemies like this.

His identity as an "old noble" was in the position of a villain from the root, and his bloodline and identity could not be changed, so... all enemies, all killed!

On the road they walked, people knelt on the ground one after another, circle after circle.

The guards of the Holy Water Town dropped their crossbows with complicated expressions, looked at Lind with fear, and then bent their knees.

The skinny townspeople trembled, their eyes always on Lind's boots. Even when they were kneeling on the ground, when Lind's eyes swept over him, his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

It was as if a god had come to inspect the territory.

Some people also saw Lance, and the pair of antlers on his head were really impressive.

The mayor, who was extremely powerful in their eyes, had once been defeated, and that was to the antler man holding an ice bow. Now the antler man followed Lind obediently.

And the powerful mayor was still killed by the opponent after the sneak attack.

They lowered their heads to show that they wanted to live.

This was the normal reaction.

"Where is the wizard?" Lind asked.

The soldier who was asked the question was a soldier with a broken leg. The other party had fear and resentment on his face. When Lind looked at him, there was only awe.

"Miss Brittany is in the back, in the house with the pointed shoots."

"Don't worry," Lind comforted the other party: "I'm not a bloodthirsty person, welcome to join."

Except for the village chief of a novice village, he really didn't kill another person.

Immortals? They wouldn't die anyway, so they don't count as people.

Lind strode forward, and then saw the so-called pointed shoots house. The house looked quite narrow, with a circle of flower pots outside, and many magic potions were cultivated in the flower pots.

The lavender mist and the barely detectable fragrance drifted in.

Lind pushed open the door, and his vision was pitch black. When his eyes were fully adapted, the space in front of him was larger than he could imagine.

Swish~

He lowered his head and found himself standing in a shallow beach.

The huge moon buried half of its head in the water, and the glittering light it emitted made him mistakenly think that he had come to the deep space of the universe and stood in front of the moon.

Looking up was a sky full of stars.

The vastness of the universe can also make people afraid, and that fear will reach your heart no matter how strong you are.

Tick-tock, black liquid dripped from above, Lind subconsciously looked up, his eyelids twitching.

It was a huge creature similar to a dragon, without dragon scales and skin, and you could see its beating heart and every thin blood vessel.

The huge fangs that were uneven like stalactites were probably the only entity.

Its body was filled with various starry sky elements, as if the universe and the stars were contained inside its body.

The worst thing was that this dragon, representing the void of the universe, looked down at Lind at this time, and it was obvious that Lind had become his meal.

"Control the five senses, or only hearing and vision?" Lind ignored the dragon that was baring its fangs and claws at him but didn't come over, and muttered to himself.

"If you don't disperse all these troublesome things, I can promise that the god who has already run to who knows where will chop off your head!"

"How did you find out?"

The moon, the shoal, the strange dragon, etc., all disappeared.

Linde stood in the bamboo shoot hut, and a mysterious woman sat in front of him.

She wore a veil, tall and sexy, with a red dot on her forehead, and her exotic style made Linde raise his eyebrows.

Brittany, he knew the other party.

In the NPC beauty pageant, Miss Miko won the first place, and Brittany won the second place, but in Linde's opinion, the results should be reversed.

The lovely Miss Miko is obviously not as attractive as the "lovely" Brittany.

"Because I didn't feel the power of the moon," Linde answered seriously.

A wizard who can create illusions, he thought of too many possibilities, and after thinking carefully, although the other party was a little lacking in atmosphere when creating the dragon, the illusion of the one-armed novice village chief created by him really deceived Linde.

"The moon?" Brittany's eyes suddenly lit up.

Linde didn't want to continue answering the other party's question. He turned his head and looked at the furnishings in the sharp bamboo shoots hut. Although he was a wizard, he didn't have Miss Miko's stewing crucible. There was only a large mortar. The floor and the table were full of bottles and jars, some of which were continuously emitting strange fragrances.

At first, Linde didn't take these things seriously, but combined with everything he had just experienced, he could boldly guess that Brittany's illusion was related to the strange fragrance.

"Are you a wizard?"

"Perfumer" Brittany noticed Linde's unfriendly look and explained, "Those are just spices that make people feel better."

Then she stood up: "Perfumer's magic is related to spices. We use spices to create illusions."

Linde didn't ask what would happen if he covered his nose. He stretched out his hand and fanned the faint smoke of spices, but the smoke was not affected at all.

I'm afraid that as long as there is still sense, she will have a way to make the target fall.

"Star Dragon Sentry welcomes you to join, Miss Brittany," Linde said.

Just based on Brittany's appearance, he must take her into his camp. Combined with Miss Miko, one is enchanting and exotic, and the other is a cute little rabbit. He doesn't believe that there will be undead who will not be moved.

With these two people harvesting, the undead should also be happy to rush to be leeks.

Brittany bent her waist like dancing: "My honor~"

Linde only slightly expressed his optimism about the other party. In fact, the other party is still a prisoner and has no chance to refuse.

The sun is still hanging above his head without a slight deviation.

The entire siege took no more than 30 minutes from start to finish. When Lind brought Miss Brittany out of the bamboo shoots hut, the outside had been reorganized.

Lance and Bard, who came out of the army, had already divided the 200 people into teams according to gender, age and other conditions. Under the threat of the cold weapons, no one dared not to cooperate.

Only one novice village chief died in the whole battle, and no one on Lind's side died, and no resources were consumed.

"Miss Brittany, we..."

The undead rushed over in a hurry, but when facing Lind, their expressions froze.

They couldn't beat them, they couldn't beat them at all!

Lind didn't give these undead people a good look, confiscated their weapons, and then imprisoned them.

The setting of attracting newcomers mentioned in the previous "update" must be used.

This siege started in a way that was beyond the expectations of all the undead, and then ended in a way that was beyond the expectations of all the undead.

Because there was a full recording, many people saw Lind's strength.

There are a lot of discussions about Linde. Many people are stuck on the [? ? ] that cannot be specifically reflected on Linde's panel. They speculate what it should be, but the game currently shows too little.

"But I saw something familiar. The chain used by De Ge'er is from the Earth Dragon Knight Sirin."

"Yes, I think it looks familiar too!"

"Is it really a growth NPC?"

The head of the Novice Village is actually a growth NPC, and this NPC is also a recognized nanny. What does this mean? It means that the thighs can be hugged tightly!

Immediately, someone had a brainwave: "What if I use resources to feed De Ge'er to the maximum level, and then let him take me to brush the map?"

Resources are not a problem for the undead, the only problem is the level limit.

But some people also complained.

"Linde is really the official son of the game!"

"Is this really the head of the Novice Village? Why is the other head so rubbish that he was easily killed?"

"I am more curious than this, why the group of bandits were suddenly recruited."

"You are not an old player at first glance. Our brother De is nicknamed BOSS Succubus, but he doesn't even know what Succubus is. The red-named monsters will immediately pledge allegiance to him."

"That's true. The old Voldemort, the hammer man, and the current antler man and four hands."

"Old nobles, new nobles?" Someone else grasped the key to the problem.

"So, this is the real main line, right?"

"Isn't the main line about saving the world?"

When it comes to the main line, a group of undead suddenly discovered a problem. They still don't know what the main plot is, and everyone is playing the game in a daze.

And there are a lot of non-repetitive dialogue texts in the game, not only for each person, but also for every day. The NPC is exactly the same as a real person. It is not easy to find the main line through chat dialogue.

At present, the undead only know to kill the disaster. They have not experienced the gameplay such as farming, breeding, potion job transfer, etc. They just watched the undead in Star Dragon Outpost play, and then followed their imagination to satisfy their desire.

"So the one who appeared in the Harbor Village is the new noble, and De Ge'er is the old noble. Does choosing a camp mean a different way of playing?"

Just a little information revealed by Linde's red name is enough to cause 3,000 people to have a brainstorming.

The emergence of a camp also means that the undead need to make a choice, and it can be seen from Linde's fierceness and decisiveness in attacking the novice village that the camp problem is more important than anything else.

Even if Linde's forces give good benefits, there will always be people who are curious about what it will be like to be loyal to the new nobles, so it is absolutely impossible to monopolize the undead and recruit them completely.

All Linde can do is to do his best to attract the undead with benefits, treatment and game experience.

The most permanent way is to kill the new nobles.

Kill all the new nobles, and the undead will definitely have to surrender to the old nobles.