The lord is red again

"Red Spirit" rushed towards Lind.

A big knight, his attack style tends to be a kind of agile type, like a big knight in the snake catcher's way, but he is more agile than vicious, and lacks the ability to kill with one blow.

The first time he fought with "Red Spirit", he was slightly curious, but he was merciless when he attacked.

Lind's right hand swung out quickly like a whip, his fingers like a venomous snake to avoid the long sword that swept over, and he easily dodged the sword slash sideways, while using his right hand to accurately "bite" the opponent's neck.

The fierce attack of "Red Spirit" was resolved at the moment when Lind grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

When he was lifted up, his feet subconsciously kicked forward, and he did not feel that he had been controlled, and he still attacked actively based on instinct.

Lind's left hand popped out, and pinched the curved knife in "Red Spirit" with his fingers when he just raised it.

At least 20 levels, the difference between the Great Knight and the Hero Knight has made them look like two species, which is why Linde has always turned a blind eye to the series of events that happened in the Red Mushroom Village and the Fox Cave.

It is impossible for us, the red monsters above level 31, to squat in the 10th level Novice Village that has not even changed jobs. The benefits are not proportional to the effort. The one that is really worth Linde's strategy is Goliath.

He held the blade with his fingers, as steady as an iron clamp. "Red Spirit" kept struggling, but the knife stayed between Linde's fingers, motionless.

Linde tried to pull it, and found that the knife was directly glued to the palm of "Red Spirit", as if there were countless silk threads wrapped around it.

He pulled harder and pulled, and actually pulled off the whole arm of Red Spirit.

The knife and the arm are both tissues of the other party, a kind of extension and transformation.

A large amount of red blood splashed, and after being thrown to the ground by Linde, the arm and the knife quickly condensed into a trembling jelly.

But it didn't die, just like a snake with its head crushed, it continued to struggle.

Linde exerted a little force on his palm, and the "Red Spirit" with a broken arm was easily crushed to death by him. The trembling gelatinous substance on the ground also lost its shaking strength the next moment, and quickly collapsed into a red bloodstain.

The same was true for the body of the "Red Spirit". After death, the body quickly dissipated, leaving only a bloodstain.

Linde maintained a stealth posture and had almost no obstacles in the villages and towns. Neither the villagers who were crazy about the bloodthirsty plague nor the wandering red spirits could find him. Even when Linde gently patted the shoulders of the villagers when passing by, the villagers would suddenly be startled and quickly turned their heads to look for him, but soon they would find nothing and continue to be in a daze.

The gap in strength between the two sides was too huge. Even if he stayed behind these people, he was like air and no one could sense him.

The maze-like architectural style of the fox cave could not trap Linde at all.

His speed of climbing the wall was no slower than running on the ground. He easily climbed up with his hands and feet.

Half squatting on the top of the bell tower, overlooking the area, the entire area of ​​Fox Cave Village has been completely captured.

Occasionally, you will see that the villagers in some areas suddenly become enthusiastic, indicating that the undead or other slightly "cold" villagers may have gone out, causing dissatisfaction among these people.

The architectural style of Fox Cave is very complex. Only standing at the highest point can you identify the direction of departure, but it is difficult to guarantee that every road can be moved forward normally. Even if it is one of them, even Lind himself cannot guarantee that he will not get lost.

The multi-layered architectural style makes the entire village not only look like a maze on the plane, but also easy to lose direction in the vertical direction.

Many times, although walking on the same street and always moving forward, you will unknowingly go from the first floor to the second floor, and then walk to the fourth floor.

There is no problem with the direction of advancement, but the vertical position coordinates have completely changed.

This is why entering the Fox Cave will lose direction and eventually get lost.

Lind tried to find the secret hidden in the Fox Cave. He was very curious about what kind of fox was hidden in the so-called Fox Cave.

The vineyard is a key location. Unlike the pictures and videos that the undead first posted to the forum, there are torn grape vines everywhere. The ground is damp and exudes a greasy sweet smell. The red grape juice covers every inch of the land.

The wriggling white fat bugs struggle on the ground and bounce up from time to time.

If you are afraid of bugs, you will definitely be stimulated to the point of numbness when you see these white little guys.

Linde, who suddenly appeared in the vineyard, quickly became the target of the fat bugs.

They swarmed in like cheering, trying to get close to Linde with their mouthparts in exchange for zero-distance intimacy.

Linde raised his hand.

Without any prayer, the wind appeared in the palm of his hand in a spiral posture, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and finally condensed by the ability to control absolute power.

Even if other undead people also take the path of snake catchers, they will never be able to master this power.

Perhaps only Linde and the cunning king, the source of this power, can use it perfectly like this.

The strong wind absorbed the surrounding soil and condensed into a chaotic wind sword. Driven by the wind blade, the soil rotated rapidly like the saw chain of a chainsaw.

A piece of white flew over, Linde raised his hand and swept it across, and the next moment the juice flew.

With another swing of his hand, the rapidly rotating sword blade was like a storm that suddenly plunged into the water, stirring up a large area of ​​air around it.

The sharpened wind blade flew out with a "puff", and dozens of fat white bugs were turned into pulp in the invisible intensive bombardment. Moreover, the pulp was swept by the unstoppable wind and hit the already tilted wall, coating it with a layer of white liquid.

Although the power of storm and frost is not easy to use, it is better than fire to clean up some debris, which can save more energy.

However, some fat bugs still escaped.

The bugs squirmed and grew rapidly, like liquefaction, from white fat bugs to a red figure.

It was a "red spirit" carrying an axe, which should be an undead who died here.

The "red spirit" pounced, but the body stopped the next second.

The wind blade had pierced the chest of the "red spirit", and the rapidly rotating wind blade instantly spread out, twisting the body of the "red spirit", rotating clockwise with his chest as the center.

The next moment, the whole person seemed to be thrown into a washing machine and forced to twist.

"Pah!"

The body exploded into blood plasma, which was sprinkled on the muddy land of the vineyard and blended into it perfectly.

"Is this the birth of the Red Spirit?" It was a little different from what Lind imagined.

It was obviously just a kind of insect that could imitate poorly, using some kind of magic to seek the power of the other party from the blood and use its power.

If it was just this level, there was no need for the new and old nobles to form a so-called alliance. A few hundred undead people could completely slaughter the fox cave.

There was another insect curled up in the distance, and Lind walked over and bent down to pick it up.

After being caught, the white fat insect was still struggling.

The soft touch and the wriggling of the palm made him feel a little uncomfortable, but thinking back to his experience in the underground farm, those human-faced insects were far more disgusting than the fat insects in front of him when they were young.

Fortunately, his body could still endure it.

The fine iron chain stretched out from Lind's palm, quickly and gently wrapped around the fat insect to prevent it from bursting due to excessive force.

The battle of taming just began, and it ended in an instant.

The fat bug has almost no brain, only the instinct of action, so it takes no effort to tame it.

Linde cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the bug's mouthparts.

The entrance of the noble blood made the bug excited, and it struggled more and more violently in his hands.

The next moment, a "Linde" who was exactly the same as himself at the moment appeared in front of him.

Unfortunately, his aura was not strong, and he could only reach the level of a great knight at most.

But "Red Spirit" Linde had weapons and equipment such as the unclean holy grail, horn, broken sword, etc., which were almost exactly the same as himself.

It's just that the "Red Spirit" is very dull.

Linde thinks that this kind of thing should not be called a red spirit. In the concept of players, the red spirit is the state when the player invades other people by himself, and the main feature is interaction, and the one in front of him can only be called a low-quality version of bionic tears at most.

It imitates itself, but it is just imitating.

"Linde" with offensive instincts rushed over with fists raised. The effect of Linde's chain taming on it had disappeared. After it turned from a fat bug to "Linde", the chain disappeared.

The opponent acted completely according to instinct, which reminded Linde of the crazy blood extracted from the blood lamb.

The undead called it "hang-up medicine". The "Linde" in front of him was obviously like Linde himself drinking the hang-up medicine, attacking completely according to instinct.

It didn't seem to think that those on its body were weapons, whether it was a broken sword or a holy grail, it had never thought of using them, but judged them as part of the decoration growing on Linde's body, which made Linde a little disappointed. He thought that the opponent could also imitate and create weapons with fragments of the magic ring.

The punch was as fast as the wind.

Not only did it have the fire used by Linde, but it also had frost, poisonous fog and other snake catcher abilities that he had abandoned.

It almost replicated all of Linde's own power one by one.

When a pair of flaming wings exploded from Lind's back and he quickly gathered them into his body, he really started to take it seriously.

If he was not mistaken, the other party should have chosen to use the ability of the Fire Knight, sacrificed himself, and let his heartbeat be in sync with the flames, so as to forcibly enhance his strength.

His strength had already reached the hero level, above level 31, and he didn't even need to use his full strength to face a faker who might only be level 11.

Lind raised his hand and exploded with explosive flames, which disappointed him a little. "Lind" did not absorb the damage of the flames or convert it into ineffectiveness.

The flaming wings were directly blown away and dissipated, and the air waves surged. His whole body turned into a mass of exploded jelly, died and turned into dried blood.

"You didn't copy the emblem on my chest."

Lind has a lot of power. Although he has mastered the power of many great knights, his real power still belongs to the power brought by the chest emblem.

He was quite interested in aphids, and caught a few more and stuffed them into the space quiver on his back waist.

…

The sudden roar and heat waves here have attracted the attention of most people, including a red-winged crow hovering overhead.

The red-winged crow swooped down and landed on the open space of the vineyard, and was quickly enveloped by the black mist.

A pair of slender arms tore through the black mist, and the ten white fingers suddenly grabbed the black mist and threw it down. The black mist turned into a solid piece of cloth in an instant.

The black cloth suddenly shrank and turned into a black long skirt wrapped around the owner of the suddenly appeared pair of arms.

The dark and elegant tube top dress, with ropes tied behind the corset, made her white hair almost exposed. She trembled as she walked forward. The corset, which was in perfect harmony with the aristocratic aesthetic, pulled her waist into an hourglass shape.

Only two scarlet folds of red lace decorations were left from the ribs to the hem of the skirt, which made her waist look thinner.

She squatted down and gently touched the dried blood on the ground with her fingers.

Then she put her fingers into her scarlet lips.

Her eyes slightly turned upward, as if she felt infinite joy from it.

There were messy footsteps coming from the front, and the woman's body exploded again and turned into a ball of black mist. When the black mist disappeared, only a poisonous snake was left spitting out its tongue.

The poisonous snake looked up at the undead people who rushed in with various weapons and shouted, and quickly crawled on the ground and left.

…

The arrows had been shot into the air, and the blades had been rolled.

The old hunter, Charles, was lying on the pile of corpses, letting the crazy villagers commit atrocities against him.

He had been slaughtering here for many days, but the road to hunting was not easy.

The hunter's association did exist, but he was the only hunter left.

The undead he met before might be absorbed. They would not die at all, and even regarded death as a joke. The approaching death made him think a lot.

Those who did not know how to respect death would inevitably die, but what if they would not die at all.

The mud under his feet was muddy and slippery, and the blood had completely dyed it black and red.

The small pool of blood on the ground reflected the sky and dyed it red.

"Pop!" A foot stepped on the pool of blood, and then more and more feet, countless feet.

Charles' body was twitching, shaking with the force applied, but he had no intention of resisting.

The internal organs were eaten, and the liver was pierced by the pitchfork.

Until he heard a sound.

It was the sound of the whistling wind.

It was a burly man, with attractive and dazzling treasures hanging all over his body, like a knight of gold treasure house.

The crazy villagers were blown over, and although they immediately got up and tried to attack the golden knight, the wind pushed them and prevented them from getting close.

"Can you still move?" The man threw a bottle of potion.

The pure orange-yellow potion produced fine bubbles during the shaking.

A life potion with excellent production technology!

Charles quickly poured the life potion into his mouth, and the powerful force healed his body.

"Thank you," Charles looked at the figure who stood in the center of the siege like a wave, but stood still. "Who are you?"

"Linde Arman" the golden knight said, "What about you, friend, what should I call you?"

"Hunter."

Today I am rehabilitating in the old man's circle, in order to fight the golden tree tomorrow.

However, my wheelchair from 2 years ago was actually cut, and I was infinitely confused for a while.