The lord is red again

Linde held a thumb-sized golden pendant in his palm, on which a craftsman carved the shape of a volcanic bird.

"Well done"

He nodded with satisfaction. From the perspective of workmanship, it is not as good as lathe processing and has slight flaws, but it is this pure handmade flaw that makes the value of the pendant unique.

The undead may be able to make and produce it themselves, but they are "unofficial". Everyone wants to get the official version. Linde happens to be the official one, and everything he makes will be attributed to the Star Dragon Post. This is what he saw in the post before.

Even a bowl will be marked [Bowl from the Star Dragon Post, looks no different]

In addition, there are many things placed in front of Linde.

For example, pleated skirts, black cloaks, long leather boots, bird-beak masks, etc., although they do not quite fit the background setting of this world, if the word "linkage" is added, there will be no problem at all.

I believe no undead can refuse to wear a beautiful little skirt, a slim black cloak, long boots, and a bird-beak mask.

Elegant!

Lind also felt the tiny attribute bonuses above, including speed, strength, and resistance, etc. Most of the materials come from the undead farming and fighting the shadow of disaster.

There are also trap props. These gadgets are helpful in combat, especially the delay trap. As long as they are used well, even if the opponent is a small BOSS above level 11, they will be misled.

Playing games means using all means. The no-prop flow is not applicable in "Doomsday Ring" because this game is too real.

And Lind grasped this point, hoping that consumable props will gradually become the mainstream of the undead, so as to cultivate their consumption habits.

"Put a batch on sale first and see the effect."

At present, the old territory lookout is the gathering place of the undead, and they occasionally return to the Holy Water Town for rest.

The new equipment that needs points to exchange ignited the undead's enthusiasm for changing clothes as soon as it was put on the shelves.

When the undead cosplaying Harry Potter appeared one by one, Lind knew that his linkage played a considerable role.

Defense is important for wizards, but not for players.

It's not the opening period, at worst, I can change clothes later, but now, I have to look handsome!

Lind even decided to reproduce all the clothes of those popular characters in the future, and then add special effects one by one, just flash, and if there is a chance, two pairs of big wings can be added.

Most undead have stamp collecting attributes, such as the small pendants that Lind specially asked people to produce, including "Volcano Monster Bird Egg", "Two-Headed Man", "Blood Lamb", "Potion Bottle", "Earth Dragon", "Lord Serin", "Scavenger Princess", etc., all of which have been released, and because of the low price, they are quickly sold out.

What really surprised Lind a little, but also felt reasonable, was that the little skirts really sold the fastest.

Among the 120 undead, the ratio of male to female characters is about 3:2, but more than 100 skirts were all sold out, but the pants were a bit slow to sell.

When Lind looked at the eye-catching little skirts under the undead robes, he felt complicated. He didn't know if he was right to do so.

In addition, more than 30 hearts of disaster are being boiled into magic potions by Miss Miko. In less than a day or two, Lind will have more than 30 great knights under his command.

In the future, the great knights under his command can only be regarded as standard.

...

Located in the eastern part of Leon Territory, Persimmon Town.

After the winter, the Persimmon Creek waterway, which is diverted from the north, is still turbulent. The surging water splashes like hundreds of white horses galloping, the rumbling sound of water is raging, and the water mist is filled.

This is another novice village. Most of the undead will encounter a problem after arriving at the novice village, that is, they will never be able to cross the enemy who has completely tied them up.

For example, there are the second legion infantry outside the Holy Water Town.

For example, there are earth dragons and disasters in the Dragon Tooth Mountain Road outside the Prey Town.

For example, there are disasters outside the Harbor Village.

And in front of Persimmon Town is the Lizardman Territory.

The lizardmen, with a layer of scales as thick as iron rock on their backs, swung their tails and walked on the road. There were a lot of them, and they were cunning and good at sneak attacks and ambushes, and their range of activities was very large. The two level 12 NPCs in Persimmon Town could not play any role at all.

The undead people who were completely trapped could only "wait for the plot to develop" and hope that someone would come to help open the way.

They even hoped that Linde would lead the troops to kill them. Now the invitation code for the prisoner of the Star Dragon Sentry has been sold at a high price offline, hundreds or even thousands of yuan!

Especially Linde's camp has been updating, just like today, it suddenly started selling various official joint collections, especially the set of clothes imitating Harry Potter, which is so delicious.

The most exciting thing is to pinch yourself into the undead of Harry Potter's popular character when pinching your face. Once you put on the small clothes and throw a fireball, you will be superb in your head.

It's really like being treated like a son.

Some people have been begging for the Witcher, Dark Souls and other collaborations. The petition they posted on the official website has been seen by a certain NPC lord, who has very considerately chosen to reject it.

They can't be satisfied, so they are greedy, and they still think it's too simple to buy it directly with points.

No one knows what a certain upright NPC lord is thinking in his heart to cheat all their points. Everyone just envies the life of the Tianlong people.

Fishing is one of the few tasks for the undead people in Persimmon Town, and the disaster fish that looks like it can squeeze people juice is also a rare ingredient.

And the 60 undead people who stayed in Persimmon Town had a harder time than other novice villages, because the area was too desolate.

Only a few people reached the maximum level, probably because there were only a group of casual players who were not very hardworking. Since they couldn't rush out, they didn't rush out. No matter who came, the plot would always advance.

The treatment of the undead in Persimmon Town was not good. As long as you were abnormal, you would be discriminated against. Fortunately, the mayor protected the undead and allowed them to live in Persimmon Town.

The undead who was sharpening the scimitar suddenly raised his head, and a huge commotion occurred at the door.

"Here they come! Here they come!" An undead excitedly ran around to tell each other, as if he had suddenly passed the imperial examination, and his mental madness made people worry whether he would suddenly foam at the mouth.

"NPC is coming! We are opening the main city!"

Finally someone can say everything.

The undead gathered together quickly and smelled a strong and familiar smell. It was the stench of the lizardmen. After the tail was cut off, the special smell would evoke the memory of the undead being brutally slaughtered. For most undead, it was not a good memory.

Miram held a piece of lizard meat in his hand. The meat cut from the broken tail was full of vitality and chewy. It only needed a simple frying and a thick layer of fat wrapped around the meat to become a fuse that ignited the flame with a "sizzling" sound. It tasted without any sour smell.

You must eat the meat of lizardmen quickly. The meat that is not "dead" will continue to wriggle after being cooked. It is like a little lizardman struggling when it is put into the mouth. The bursting juice is irresistible.

She looked at the low wall in front of her and remembered the order of Lord Leon.

Lord Leon listened to the voice of "Original" and arranged for her and the other five people to go to the surrounding towns.

Lord Leon's words were too vague, only saying to conquer those villages and towns. Miram just randomly chose the persimmon town in the east, not knowing what was waiting for her.

The two exquisite crossbows on her waist swayed gently as she walked forward with cat steps, rubbing against her thigh armor and making "click" and "click" sounds.

Looking at the group of people who suddenly squeezed in front of her, Miram was a little confused.

'Fox Hunter' Miram.

Strength, rise to the top.

Two lightweight crossbows are her main means of attack, and her flexible figure can ensure that no prey can escape her hunting.

She thought of using coercion and inducement to tell these people that the powerful Lord Leon has set his eyes on their deserted and dilapidated villages and towns, and if they don't want to die, they should swear allegiance quickly.

But the development of everything was beyond her imagination.

"Are you brought from Leon?" Someone asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes!" Miram felt that it was necessary for her to show her strength, but the attitude of the group of people in front of her made her a little unsure.

They knew that there was nothing strange about Leon County. Since the title of "new nobles" appeared in Lord Leon, everyone around knew Leon County more or less.

The new nobles represent the new order.

"Let's join Leon County!"

"Take us there, please!"

"You're finally here!"

"Master, I am the special envoy appointed by Guanyin Bodhisattva to obtain the scriptures from the West~"

The scene was in chaos.

Miram was stunned.

She looked fierce, with drooping eyes and a scar at the corner of her eye. Many men were unwilling to get close to her, even though she had a hot body.

In the past, there were people who would tease her, but those people would shut their stinky mouths forever after being deeply kissed by her crossbow arrows on their foreheads.

But today, Miram once again tasted the feeling of being licked by a group of people.

The crossbow arrows were merciless, but when she watched the bastard with a pierced head explode into a pile of ashes, and stood in front of her again after a while, Miram vaguely felt that she should have grasped the key to the problem.

This is a group of undead.

They also call themselves undead.

"You, follow me back to Leon Territory!" Miram felt that he had known the real intention of Lord Leon.

With Miram's escort along the way, although the 60 undead were annoying, none of them fell behind and they were all very obedient.

...

Lind frowned.

He noticed the post of the undead in Persimmon Town as soon as it was posted, but it was too late.

The storm wizard in Harbor Village has not taken any action yet, and Lind is already preparing to let the undead and several NPCs under his command go to attack Harbor Village. Even if they really set off, they can stop halfway.

Just guard the Trident intersection.

But where is Persimmon Town? He couldn't rush to the gate of Leon Territory with a group of people to block the road. That would be no different from seeking death.

He could only roughly guess that Persimmon Town should be a place too small to be marked on the map. After the doomsday, the old town was abandoned and the new gathering place was rejuvenated. No matter what happened, it was normal.

The first batch of undeads who joined the hostile forces finally appeared.

Linde gently lifted the table with his fingers, and his thoughts unfolded.

He knew very well that this was something he could not avoid no matter what, even if he gave the best treatment, it would be useless, the undead were naturally curious.

"Instead of hoping that the new nobles of Leon County would be wary of the undead and cause trouble for them, I would rather speed up the improvement."

Harbor Village must be taken down immediately.

It's just that the excuse must be found well, and Linde must ensure that he is an upright image and will never take the initiative to become an aggressor.

We are passively counterattacking.

I, Lind Alman, feel wronged.