Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

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There were some wounded people beside His Highness Lin Yao, all of whom he saved when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Well, it feels good to be cared for, but it's not necessary!"

The flames rekindled on his blade, and there were enemies waiting for him!

Chapter 80 nameplate, and the Gorefiend drinking tomato juice

Lin Yao was still cursing.

He then asked his shadow and several shadow servants to rescue a Sakaz swordsman who was seriously injured and about to be chopped down.

"I told you to use the Origin Stone skills if you have nothing to do! Isn't it that Sakaz will be exhausted after you finish swearing?"

Faced with Wendigo's scolding, the young swordsman did not dare to say a word.

Although this Lord Wendigo always scolds them, he is quite gentle when helping them treat them.

The forest demon who felt the emotion of this weapon couldn't help but add the witchcraft effect of stimulating the wound to the healing witchcraft.

"hiss!"

Lin Yao nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the two blood demons who let themselves go.

His own shadow has been staring at them, and whenever they approach the edge of the battlefield, the shadow of the forest demon will emerge from the ground to block their way.

It has been several times, this kind of behavior of wanting to sneak out on the battlefield made Lin Yao only frown at his unmoving browbones.

And the Gorefiends who wanted to sneak out several times saw that they couldn't get away, so they let go of their remaining integrity and reserve, and displayed their warlike and bloodthirsty nature to prey on the troops of the Military Council.

"Well, we can't let them suck it anymore. It will be very troublesome if they want to do something while sucking!"

As he said that, the shadow of the forest demon emerged from the ground and grabbed Nitat first, beckoning him to go back.

"I haven't had enough!"

The shadow of the forest demon waved its claws in a demonstration.

It has inherited part of the forest demon's abilities. Although it is only a copycat version, it is still possible to awaken the psychological shadow of the blood demon.

Nitat obediently followed behind the shadow of the forest demon to find his younger brother Bathory.

The last two blood demons returned to Lin Yao and sat down obediently.

"That swordsman is crazy!"

Bathory sighed as he looked at a single person chasing a group of Yankees who were being hacked by the rout.

"He is not just a sword warlock, he is the Avengers Blade Warlock Champion!"

Such a series of inexplicable and complicated titles of Lin Yao made the two blood demons a little confused.

After a while, several wounded soldiers who were seriously injured by the beating beasts were rescued.

At this time, the concentration of Originium dust on the battlefield was not low.

The corpses of the dead Sakaz exploded into flying Originium dust.

But equally, this war of annihilation has come to an end.

The forest demon silently looked at the corpse on the ground.

"Oh, let's put all this on Tracys' head."

Lin Yaozhi rummaged through his body.

It stretched out its hand, and its long nails were covered with nameplates of warriors or mercenaries.

These small nameplates carry the life of the Sakaz.

And a nameplate carries more than just the life of a Sakaz.

A nameplate will be circulated among mercenaries.

Maybe in the form of inheritance, maybe in the form of spoils of war.

Of course, there are also quite a few nameless Sarkaz who never had nameplates.

There is a special place to buy mercenary nameplates in the scar black market, but Lin Yao plans to keep it for himself.

He was going to keep them for himself until he slammed them in Tracy's face to give him a taste of life.

He plans to bear the weight of these lives on himself first.

I just hope that Tracy will not be crushed to death by these nameplates. If there are enough nameplates to kill him, then he really deserves to die.

The shadow of the forest demon took the nameplate back into his body.

It's time for them to pick the fruit.

The fruit of the plant also bears the weight of the dead Sarkaz's life.

Maybe Yanke should get more?

They will return with a rewarding experience.

Hold a sharp knife when you go out, and hold food when you go back.

Bathory was greedy looking at some bright red fruits.

He reached out to pick it up.

"You are qualified to bear the weight of life, but don't let me see you eating with a smile on your face!"

Bathory's hand paused, but he still took the tomato and wiped it, and pierced his fangs into the tomato to absorb the juice.

Seeing this, Nitat also picked off a tomato and tasted the taste that was completely different from blood.

They originally wanted to discard the pulp that had been sucked dry, but when they saw Wendigo's serious gaze, they chose to eat the pulp.

Yan Ke, who was squatting on the ground, threw the core on the ground after eating the fruit.

But he looked at the rolling fruit core in silence, got up and pressed the fruit core into the soil with the scabbard, and stomped it with his foot.

There was a thoughtful light in his eyes.

"Can it grow?"

"It can, of course, provided no scavengers accidentally step on this place."

Lin Yao walked up to him at some point and looked at the big bump on his forehead.

"If the civil war is over, what do you want to do, Yanke."

"Ah, if, Your Highness, she doesn't plan to trouble other countries, I might think about going to Bolivar as a mercenary. I heard that there are many wars and powerful enemies there."

Yanke showed a somewhat arrogant smile.

"Apart from fighting, do you have no other pursuits? Don't let the pursuit of fighting become your habit!"

"Phew, if you don't seek relief in the battle, do you want me to die with my rusted knife in my rusted body? Or do you want me to die a painful and aggrieved death due to ore disease?"

Yan Ke asked Wendigo with great interest.

"Kazdel doesn't have a good answer for you now, and I don't have a good answer for you now, but good answers always exist, and we have to find him."

Lin Yao stretched out his hand towards Yanke.

Yan Ke held Lin Yao's big hand with his wounded hand hesitantly.

"Sarkaz is swearing! You're fine, don't use Originium skills indiscriminately, your infection level is too high, don't die before Sarkaz and Kazdel find the answer, or I will look down on you! Find me for treatment, or Kelsey after this battle is over."

After saying that, Lin Yao turned and left.

The two Gorefiends have already eaten too many tomatoes.

"We used to pour our blood on gorgeous food and eat it, and we also planted blood fruit whose juice was blood."

"It's a pity that the gorgeous food is gone now, and the juicy blood fruits are gone."

"Even our aristocratic outfits are obtained by hunting nobles from other countries. The luxurious clothes obtained in this way are not gentlemanly at all to wear. It really is not gentlemanly at all."

The two blood demons, who were full of tomato juice, started to get artistic.

Their conversation left Lin Yao speechless.

"So what does the Gorefiend Lord think?"

"Ah? We blood demons want to spread fear and get money to maintain our aristocratic life. It is most convenient to find trouble in other countries, and you really don't feel that you will feel sad when you see other people screaming and wailing." Are you in a good mood?"

Nitat looked at the forest demon with a normal face.

"Wendigo, the princess and the general all want to make Kazdale better, but Kazdale can only go in one direction."

"We also have to place a bet. The future of Kazdale is up to everyone to choose. Once you have made a choice, you should have the courage to carry it out to the end. I already regret formally surrendering. I can't help but say it." I’m so touched, I’m really a wise man.”

For some reason, Lin Yao always felt that the blood demon who drank tomato juice became wiser.

It's really like a different person.

In the future, warfarin may be used as an experimental control group.

Chapter 81 Fashion Design for Lin Yao

Theresa is boring.

After a few days of working night shifts, and with the help of Kelsey's extremely calculating Mao Maotou, they had already processed the pile of documents.

The daily copies of the documents are also resolved early.

So what to do with the rest of the time?

Teresia boarded the mobile ship and dangled on the ship.

Many people from the station came to help.

Teresia saw someone tearing down a door.

The weld marks on that door were rough and conspicuous.

It seems to be the door that she and Lin Yao repaired together.

"Why did this door need to be taken down?"

"Because, ah, it's your Highness, this door is not welded properly, it is a little crooked, and it cannot lock with the bottom when it is lowered. Let's dismantle it and fix it again."

"I don't know who welded it, and I don't serve snacks."

Teresia blushed slightly, but still coughed twice.

"If it's just crooked, then don't take it down, I'll try."

As she said that, she walked to the bottom of the half-raised ship door, and compared the position of the ship door and the card slot under her feet.

Then he broke the crooked place with force.

"Try putting it down now, can you close it?"

Teresia avoided it, and the others controlled the ship door to slowly descend.

The ship's door is still a bit short, and Theresa seems to have broken her head a bit.

"No, Your Highness."

Theresia looked at the misaligned bulge and raised her foot slightly to kick it.

"Crack."

Accompanied by the sound of the ship door continuing to drop, this ship door has successfully avoided the fate of being dismantled.