The lord is red again

The Black Knight's Great Sword turns out to be such an awesome weapon, you should have told me earlier.

The undead people were relieved, as long as they had a way to get it. No matter what the future combat effectiveness of this weapon was, the fact that it could turn into a flying demon was enough for them to work hard.

"Wait, you can fly with this sword, so why should I become a bat-winged blood wart? rnm, refund your money!"

"Can you degenerate me and turn me into a handsome human? It would really be a waste if my silver hair is not worthy of this sword."

"So how many fragments do I need to exchange for a sword? Do I need to ask my friends to help me chop it? Is it possible that the last fragment will be collected and exchanged for gold coins? Is it possible that the gold coins will also be used? Steal it."

Amidst the chaos, Lind was still confronting Secapus. The opponent was already injured, but he was in good condition. According to the current situation, he could finish him off in half a month, or A month?

The sharp explosion that protected Secapus finally dissipated, and the huge body was drained of strength. Although he tried to stand up and draw the strength to support himself from the exhausted body, his body was not under control.

As the "undead NPC carrying goods", Linde slowly descended and was suspended in the huge pit created by the collision between the two sides. The demon stretched its flesh wings and assumed a handsome pose.

He was just showing off the merchandise.

If you can't inspire the immortal people's enthusiasm for consumption and stimulate consumption, all the time you spend staying here will be wasted.

Defeat Secapus? He simply couldn't do it in a short period of time. The opponent's vitality was very tenacious and would start to recover in just a moment, unless he took enough time to seriously fight Secapus.

But that doesn’t fit in with his “Black Knight Great Sword Sale”.

"You!" Although Secapus' strength was exhausted, his figure was still as majestic as ever, and he used his strength to support his body and stand up.

At this time, 'Giant' Secapus felt heavy in his heart. He saw the undead people enthusiastically surrounding the weird guy, with ecstasy on their faces, more fanatical than any believer.

There is an enemy that can never be completely eliminated, and there is another enemy that is strong enough to resist his own attack, or even injure him. Secapus must readjust his response strategy.

He is the god of knowledge, not the giant god of war, so if he can't be beaten, he won't be embarrassed if he runs away.

When you are not hurt, you can remain absolutely indifferent and rational.

When he is slightly injured, he will get angry and crazy because the ants dare to hurt him.

When you are seriously injured, your rationality returns and you consider running away.

Linde could tell at a glance what the stern-faced Secapus was planning, because every time he failed to defeat an enemy and wanted to run away, he was going to write down the opponent's name in a small notebook and wait for the undead to avenge him. That'll be it.

He looks brave and fearless and wants to fight to the death, but in fact every hair on his body wants to escape.

He raised the black knight's sword and pointed it at the huge figure in front of him. Of course, he couldn't let the opponent run away. Now was the best time to boil the frog in warm water. If the opponent couldn't wait to escape, he would restrain his strength and not fight desperately. An enemy who likes to show mercy is very good.

Stack a few thousand knives first and then talk about it.

The real demon figure rotated around the huge figure, quickly waving the sword in his hand, and the air was cut with a whooshing howl.

Speed ​​is what Linde is best at, but others always have the illusion that he is actually a blood cow because he is so capable. He believes that the same is true for Secapus now.

It was obvious that He was about to change his mind.

Faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster!

The air was split, leaving scarlet dividing lines that intertwined like spider webs.

Land.

His "True Demon" exploded into red chip fragments. Although Lord Linde didn't like the name of the True Demon, it sounded like he was plagiarizing. Well, when he made this piece of equipment, his The first requirement is plagiarism. The more similar it is, the better. You can even sacrifice some less important parts for this. For example, if you remove the four wings, the speed will actually be faster. Flying and wings that cannot be inflated have nothing to do with it.

But those are not important. What he wants to do is to circumvent copyright. Bah, he wants to throw all the blame to the "official". I am just an ordinary plot NPC. I will disappear without a trace after the goods are delivered. What kind of plagiarism copyright has nothing to do with you.

So are you ready to blast gold coins? My lovely immortals.

As his body turned back into a dusty swordsman, Linde staggered forward two steps. He was willing to give his acting skills 101 points, out of 100. Because he was often injured, it was easy for him to act like he was seriously injured.

And he didn't vomit blood this time, which kept the atmosphere in a brewing state.

Just like a puff filled with cream, it will flow out when you bite it. The pop is what everyone expects. He doesn't want to spray it out and steal the eyes of the undead.

Save the shots for last.

The red line of air that was cut behind him exploded with various abnormal properties on Secapus' body surface. Unfortunately, it was still scratched and damaged. Faced with Secapus who was prepared and really sober and serious, he had to use it for more than half a month. time to fight with each other.

"Ouch!"

Secapus was just humiliated. In fact, the seemingly ferocious attack just now did not cause much damage. It only takes a short while for him to fully recover. Even the more endangered his life is, the faster his recovery speed will be.

It was not only Lind who discovered the problem in this battle, but also Cecaps. His speed was not fast enough to catch the little bug in front of him. Except for the occasional strange "burst" that could cause serious damage to him, the damage caused by the opponent's usual attacks was about the same as his recovery.

The two sides would only remain in a stalemate. Cecaps believed that he would definitely win, because the little bug in front of him needed to be avoided, and it would take tens of thousands or even millions of attacks to kill him. When in danger, Cecaps would recover quickly, so he would have to use tens of millions of knives to kill him.

On the other hand, he only needed to catch two or three opportunities in the opponent's tens of millions of attacks, and then the duel would end.

This was not difficult, not at all.

He just hated the happy fleas jumping around in front of him, wasting so much time and preventing him from collecting... uh, knowledge.

Lind was different. He really liked Cecaps, the big fool.

Should he call him the God of Knowledge? This is not important. Who says that you must be smart if you have knowledge? Don't be too demanding on the bookcase. As long as it doesn't rot, collapse or get worms, it's a good bookcase.

Linde really couldn't get rid of the other party, but he could use the other party's "stacking knives" to stack them up in an almost crazy way. There was no need to search for targets, and he wouldn't waste a second. He just kept stacking knives.

The undead can only stack 30 layers. It's not that he wants to teach the undead a degraded version of the passive, but the undead's physique is like this, and they can never get good things as they are.

So he really doesn't want to let the other party go.

Linde's landing, the sword light interlaced, once again aroused heated discussions among the undead.

The undead exclaimed: "Dimension Slash also copied?"

Who is it! Remove the word "copy" for me!

Linde found the undead in the first place and remembered the other party's ID. Good boy, don't think about drawing good things in the lottery in your life, and you will never ship in your life.

Your account has been blacklisted, I said!

This is definitely not malicious revenge. Flowers need green leaves to set off. This "good boy" undead is lucky to be chosen by Lord Linde. He will become a non-chief and set off millions of undead with his own strength.

Maybe there will be more "good boys" in the future, and Lord Linde's little notebook can record a lot more.

Whether it is an undead or an NPC, there is a chance to be on Lord Linde's "red and black list".

"The damage is a bit scratchy."

"Damn, isn't this a buff skill? High attack speed directly scratches the abnormal state."

"Coach, I want to learn this!"

Scarlet Lady Reina seized the opportunity to introduce: "The Black Knight Greatsword can make people gain the power of the Black Knight within a certain period of time!"

It's time to bring goods, what are the family members waiting for.

Although Reina wanted to say bluntly that you should buy it quickly, so that I can earn commissions, she was very reserved in her performance.

"It can make you fly, increase movement speed and attack speed!"

If you don't work hard, how can I make money, really.

An undead asked, "Sir, how many fragments are needed to exchange?"

At this time, this undead sounded very much like a live broadcaster selling goods, and fortunately, the undead asked the part that everyone was most interested in.

Reina smiled and raised her hand to gesture: "As long as you collect nine fragments of the Black Knight Greatsword Exchange Order, from ① to ⑨, you can directly exchange for the Black Knight Greatsword! The way to obtain it includes completing the Great Melulan's task, in addition to the lottery, the points mall exchange, and the fragments can be traded with each other, and there is no restriction on holding."

Linde noticed that the undead who were excited and couldn't wait to buy were also very satisfied.

He was very generous to let the undead use the "Ancient Weapon·Skin·Magic Modification·Side Effect Version", because the level and strength of the undead were still too low, and it was very important to help them improve their strength.

Different weapons have similar bonuses, but they can be transformed into different characters, each of which is bound to a good-looking but useless skill.

Since we have Dante's, we should also have Virgil's.

The cost is low, but there is always one you want.

Besides, he can control how many weapons are made. The prizes that the undead need to draw are put in by him with his eyes open.

The previous "skin appearance" can no longer keep up with the development of the game version. Many undead have learned to hire NPCs to produce beautiful outerwear for themselves. Even if the labor cost is expensive, money is not a problem for undead with livers all over their bodies.

Therefore, the "skin" that improves the attributes is the "official version", and it will be updated in the future. He must always be at the forefront of fashion in the magic land and be the fashion godfather of the magic world.

Just when the undead were still watching the "plot animation", the injured Sekapus turned and left, and Lind chased him in time.

"The BOSS ran away!"

"Is there any follow-up plot?"

"It should be to the new map. According to my many years of experience playing garbage games, Sekapus will burst out later."

The undead are always like this. When facing a strong enemy, they will attack desperately, but when "plot kill" or "plot run" appears, they can calmly put down their weapons, take out drinks and let out a long breath lazily.

Lena also breathed a sigh of relief. The battle of gods had frightened her. Fortunately, the other party had left.

She had absolute confidence in Lind. Just as Lind said, his part was over and it was time for him to leave. It was her turn to perform next.

"Ahem!"

Reyna cleared her throat: "Kerrigan, you completed the mission and did a good job."

"Where's Brother Kai?"

"Brother Kai, the NPC is looking for you."

The undead people shouted excitedly that this war made them invigorated and allowed them to just think about it when they woke up and eat a few more mouthfuls of rice without vegetables.

Too much food.

Kerrigan, who had turned into a bat-winged blood wart demon, landed on the ground: "Sir, is it time to give me a reward?"

Is it a single player reward or a racial reward?

Selfishly, he hopes it will be a single-player reward, because he activated it many years ago, and this mission would not be possible without him.

For the sake of everyone, he still wants a single reward, because he wants everyone to be jealous of him.

Damn, what you want is the only reward in the whole game, available to everyone? It means fart.

"Yes, rewards." Reina nodded, "Melulan's blood pool prize pool is opened, and you can get rewards from the great Merulan, including exchange order fragments for the Black Knight's Great Sword, higher-level evolutionary exchange order fragments for the vampires, etc. wait."

"Everyone has it?"

Reina said of course: "Every soldier who has sacrificed for Melulan should have it."

"Why, that was before me..." Kerrigan was dissatisfied.

"Long live Melulan!" the other undead shouted.

Although they didn't get any substantial rewards, didn't Kerrigan get one too?

He didn't get rich, we were balanced.

"Next time you give me a mission like this and beat me to death, I won't accept it!"

Kerrigan was furious.

"Kerrigan, are you willing to contribute to the awakening of the great Melulan?" Lena suddenly asked.

Kerrigan, who was about to get angry, burst into a smile: "My pleasure! What can I do?"

…

The war in the distance has ended. Flynn Muen and her men don't know what the outcome will be.

Just run away, go south or east, but don't stay here.

The howling wind chased me from behind.

The bat-winged blood-wart demons with outstretched wings crowded around him, blocking the skylight above him.

"We surrender!" Fulin Muen simply dropped his weapon, "I am a noble of the Kingdom of the Moon, and I apply to be treated as a prisoner of the nobles."

"How dare you say you are a princess when your equipment is so bad?"

"Isn't the Moon Country Miss Brittany's hometown?"

"The Kingdom of the Moon seems to be in Xilu Continent, but no undead people have been reincarnated there. Damn it, brothers, we found a big fish!"