The lord is red again

Linde has a strong interest in the tower in the abyss.

This thing is big enough and looks hard. If it is used to hit people, it must be very powerful. The only problem is that it is not convenient to take it away.

It is rooted in the underground world and connected to the earth.

The rock king here has aroused Linde's great interest. Now it is not the abyss invading the surface world, but the expeditionary force on the surface is interested in the white and tender big crack fat sheep. The abyss big crack represents materials, resources and other good things.

For safety, you can wait a little longer. The resources in Linde's hands have accumulated to a level that he himself feels terrified. If it cannot be digested as soon as possible, it is very likely that the warehouse storing the heart of disaster will directly evolve into a super-large disaster shadow area, breeding countless disasters.

First, supply the undead who can make money, cultivate their sense of crisis, and sound the horn of the general attack. In short, the undead will definitely consume crazily, and then cultivate some talented NPCs. Although they may not have the opportunity to embark on a longer journey, they can still play a significant role in the novice village.

Stable talent output is necessary. It is enough to have a genius among thousands of people.

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Now the Gate of Morpheus has built a small trading market.

A large number of undead and logistics soldiers gather here to exchange some things they may use. Wherever there is a need, there will be a market. When the undead caravans go to the major cities to trade, the NPCs also gather spontaneously.

A small number of citizens of the Kingdom of Rand want to take the opportunity to do some small business to supplement their family expenses. Although the front line sounds dangerous, the benefits and dangers coexist.

The increasingly wealthy undead can buy and sell some things casually, which is enough for ordinary people to live a good life.

Most of them are other wandering tribes. On the one hand, they don't want to join the Land Kingdom and lose their "noble privileges", and on the other hand, they are eager to trade.

As the Scarlet City moved away as a whole, the previous chaotic objects slowly wandered here.

As for these people, Linde adhered to the attitude of turning a blind eye. As long as they don't cause trouble, he can barely pretend not to see you. If you come to consume, you can get a gold medal of exemption from death, but if you dare to cause trouble, you will settle the old accounts together.

At the beginning, they were still hiding their heads and tails. Later, after finding that the expeditionary force would not take action as long as their identities were not exposed, they relaxed their actions and just wore black cloaks.

The "Abyss Set" with very good circulation among the undead group is in a state of no one here. Whether it is the new mutant race or the ordinary Land people, they all stay away from the abyss curse.

In order to obtain that power, you have to drink life recovery potions and take resistance medicines continuously. It sounds evil and terrifying, and even the cruel greenskins avoid it.

So a very strange scene appeared at the Morpheus Gate Outpost.

Fully armed dragon soldiers walked by with a swagger, and there were groups of irises with mucus pus tumors all over their bodies, which made people avoid them.

On the contrary, the NPCs called mutants and those who were unwilling to swear allegiance to the Kingdom of Rand kept their tails between their legs, sneaking around, looking the most like humans, but afraid of everyone they saw.

As the sun set, a wisp of black smoke quietly emerged.

The patrolling outpost soldier suddenly sniffed, and his face suddenly changed, but when he wanted to alert others, the smoke had already penetrated from his eyes, nose and mouth.

The body seemed to have its soul siphoned out, and it kept shaking with its face up.

Boom——

The body fell to the ground.

The black smoke continued to spread silently.

A caravan from the east had just completed this transaction and was preparing to rush back in two months. Since the end of the attack and defense of Goliath, the small market in Black Hoof Village has produced fewer and fewer props.

They knew that if they wanted good things, they had to follow the pace of the expeditionary army, or to be more precise, follow Lind.

Fortunately, they bought a lot of good things here.

They could buy from the undead caravans, but those guys were very shameless, and they were geniuses at raising prices. If they paid too much when buying, they would raise the price. If they wanted to chop the undead... well, no one can beat the undead now.

So they had to take this trade route by themselves.

The cold wind at night lifted a corner of the cloak, and the thick smoke quietly entered the mouth and nose of the person in front.

He suddenly raised his head to the sky, and his eyes, nose and mouth seemed to be spewing soul flames.

"There is a problem!"

One person shouted, and the others quickly retreated to keep a distance.

But when they drew their weapons and looked around, they found that they could not catch any trace of the enemy!

The weapon in his hand rustled, and the wizard began to chant in a panic. The fireball burst out from the palm of his hand, exploded in the dark night, and the fire splashed, but nothing was hit.

The black smoke continued to spread, and the man who was still madly hacking at the air a second ago suddenly began to twitch in the next moment, lying on his back, and his soul was siphoned away.

Boom, boom, boom...

The bodies fell to the ground one by one, making the remaining two people panic, as if the big net woven by the night was closing in quickly, and their thoughts were confused by fear.

"Who is it!"

They could only roar helplessly like this, but unfortunately the thing in the dark had no idea to answer the question, and could not hear the sound of wind and footsteps.

"It's smoke!" Someone shouted in the distance, and it seemed that the death of the patrol soldier had attracted attention.

There was only black smoke, colorless and tasteless, which was impossible to prevent in the dark night.

Then an old voice came, the ground shook, and the sky burst into dazzling white light.

"It's the crystal wizard!"

There was a powerful crystal wizard at the outpost, who had resisted the Duke's flying dragon and was now the most powerful force sitting in the Gate of Morpheus.

Illumination was a reminder, and then more and more people reacted, wizards released illumination, and the knights lit torches.

But it was still dark ahead.

Is the sky so gloomy? Looking up, it seems that you can still see the moonlight.

"Back off!" The old voice of the crystal wizard came again.

The black smoke suddenly accelerated like a wave and rushed towards the people rushing over. They struggled and then fell one by one.

The crystal wizard created a barrier, and the people hiding behind the barrier saw the horror of the black smoke. It was like a wave that kept rising and would never stop, madly beating on the barrier.

The barrier that could resist alchemical bombs and many powerful attacks was being corroded rapidly and becoming thinner and thinner.

The black smoke was like the steam that ignited the ground, burning the dead land and boiling up, covering the ground and everything that people could see in front of them.

The invisible terrifying enemy, could the Gate of Morpheus be breached in an unexpected way?

"Mentor" Miko grabbed the magic wand and came to the side of the crystal wizard in a skating posture.

"I'll tell him to come back."

Although the enemy was very strong, she also had a figure in her heart that had never been defeated.

Miko grabbed the magic wand with both hands and pointed it to the sky. The next moment, a dazzling light flew high into the sky and bloomed a dazzling light in the sky. For a moment, it was like daylight.

Come back quickly!

She silently said in her heart, and the voice had been conveyed through the signal fireworks that lit up the night in the sky.

It must be able to be conveyed!