Chapter 122 'Perfumer' Brittany

The team blocking the front quickly dispersed without organizing a defensive formation, as if they were worried that Lind would misunderstand.

When the infantrymen of the Second Legion behind Lind entered the gate, the weak defense force of Holy Water Town immediately surrendered the white flag.

Just as Lady Serin once showed disdain towards Prey Town, Lind's strength and power are now even stronger, enough to make the undead feel extremely oppressed when they look at the red name.

The city walls could not withstand the attack, the shields could not withstand the attack, and without the village chief, who was the "official NPC", to resist, everyone chose to obey.

Lind stepped over the body of the invisible chief of the Novice Village, with no mercy in his heart. This was not the first time he had killed his enemy like this.

As an "old aristocrat", my identity is fundamentally that of a villain, and my bloodline and identity cannot be changed, so... all enemies must be killed!

As they walked along the road, people knelt on the ground one after another, in circles.

The defenders of Holy Water Town dropped their crossbows with complicated expressions, looked at Lind with fear, and then bent their knees.

The skinny and pale townsman was trembling, his eyes always fixed on Lind's boots. Even when he was kneeling on the ground, when Lind's eyes swept over him, his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

It was as if a god had descended to inspect the territory.

Some people also saw Lance. The pair of antlers on his head was really impressive.

The mayor, who was extremely powerful in their eyes, had once been defeated in a battle by the antler man holding an ice bow. But now the antler man followed Lind obediently.

However, the powerful mayor was easily crushed to death by the opponent after the sneak attack.

Their lowered heads showed their desire to live.

This is a normal reaction.

"Where is the wizard?" Lind asked.

The person being questioned was a soldier with a broken leg. There was fear and resentment on his face, but when Lind looked at him, there was only awe.

"Miss Brittany, she's in the back, in the pointed room."

"Don't worry," Lind comforted him, "I'm not a bloodthirsty person, welcome to join me."

Apart from the chief of the novice village, he really didn't kill anyone else.

Immortals? They can't die anyway, so they're not considered human.

Linde strode forward and saw the so-called pointed bamboo house. It looked like a rather narrow house with a circle of flower pots outside, in which many potions were grown.

A lavender mist and a barely detectable fragrance wafted in the air.

Lind pushed open the door and his vision was completely dark. But when his eyes adjusted fully, the space in front of him was larger than he had imagined.

wow~
He lowered his head and found himself standing in a shallow pool of water.

The huge moon buried half of its head in the water, and the bright light it emitted made him mistakenly believe that he had arrived in the deep space of the universe and was standing in front of the moon.

Looking up, there are stars in the sky.

The vastness of the universe can also make people fearful, and that fear will reach your heart no matter how strong you are.

Tick-tick, black liquid dripped from above. Lind looked up subconsciously, his eyelids twitching.

It was a huge creature that resembled a dragon, without dragon scales or skin. One could see its beating heart and every delicate blood vessel.

The huge fangs that are jagged like stalactites are probably the only entity.

Its body is filled with various starry sky elements, as if the universe and the starry sky are contained inside its body.

The worst thing was that the dragon, representing the void of the universe, was looking down at Lind. It was obvious that Lind had become his meal.

"Control the five senses, or just hearing and vision?" Lind muttered to himself, ignoring the dragon that was baring its fangs and claws at him but refused to come closer.

"If you don't disperse these troublesome things, I can promise that God, who has already run off to who knows where, will chop off your head!"

"How did you find out?"

The moon, the shallows, the strange dragon, and so on, all disappeared.

Lind was standing in the bamboo hut, and in front of him was a mysterious woman sitting.

She was wearing a veil, had a tall and sexy figure, and had a red dot on her forehead. Her exotic look made Lind raise his eyebrows.

Brittany, he knew the other side.

In the NPC beauty pageant, Miss Miko took first place and Brittany took second place, but in Lind's opinion the results should have been reversed.

Lovely Miss Micko is clearly less attractive than "lovely" Brittany.

"Because I didn't feel the power of the moon," Lind answered seriously.

A wizard who can create illusions, he thought of too many possibilities, and when he thought about it carefully, although the other party was a little lacking in spirit when creating the dragon, the illusion of the one-armed novice village chief he created really deceived Lind.

"The moon?" Brittany's big eyes suddenly lit up.

Lind had no intention of answering the other party's question. He turned his head and looked at the furnishings in the sharp bamboo shoots hut. Although it was a wizard's hut, it did not have Miss Micko's stewing cauldron. There was only a large mortar. The floor and the table were filled with bottles and jars, some of which were constantly emitting strange fragrance.

At first, Lind didn't take these things seriously, but combined with everything he had just experienced, he could boldly guess that Brittany's illusion was related to the strange fragrance.

"Are you a wizard?" "Perfumer" Brittany noticed Lind's unfriendly look and explained, "Those are just spices that make people feel better."

Then she stood up: "Perfumer's magic has to do with spices. We use spices to create illusions."

Lind didn't ask what would happen if he covered his nose. He reached out and fanned the faint smoke of spices, but the smoke was not affected at all.

I'm afraid that as long as her senses remain, she will have a way to make her target fall into her trap.

"Star Dragon Outpost welcomes you, Miss Brittany," said Lind.

Just based on Brittany's appearance, he had to include her in his camp. When combined with Miss Miko, one is charming and exotic, and the other is a cute little bunny, he didn't believe that there would be an immortal who would not be moved.

With two people like this harvesting the crops, the undead people would probably happily rush to be the leeks.

Brittany bent down like dancing: "My pleasure~"

Lind only slightly expressed his optimism about the other party, but in fact the other party was still a prisoner and had no chance to refuse.

The sun was still hanging overhead without the slightest deviation.

The entire siege took no more than 30 minutes from start to finish. When Lind brought Miss Brittany out of the Spiky Bamboo Cottage, the outside had been cleared.

Lance and Bud, who came out of the army, have already divided the 200 people into teams according to gender, age and other conditions. Under the threat of the cold weapons, no one dares to disobey.

Only one novice village chief died in the entire battle, no one on Lind's side died, and no resources were consumed.

"Ms. Brittany, we..."

The undead rushed over in a hurry, but their expressions froze when they faced Lind.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all!
Lind didn't treat these undead men well either. He confiscated their weapons and then locked them up.

The new member attraction setting mentioned in the previous "Update" must be utilized.

This siege started in a way that was beyond the expectations of all the undead, and ended in a way that was beyond the expectations of all the undead.

Because the entire process was recorded, many people witnessed Lind's strength.

There are a lot of discussions about Lind. Many people are stuck on the [? ? ] that cannot be specifically reflected on Lind's panel. They speculate what it should be, but the game currently shows too little.

"But I saw something familiar. The chain that De Geer used must belong to the Earth Dragon Knight, Sirin."

"Yes, yes, it looks familiar to me too!"

"Is this really a growth-oriented NPC?"

The chief of the Novice Village is actually a growth-oriented NPC, and this NPC is also a recognized nanny. What does this mean? It means that he can hold his thighs tightly!

Someone immediately had an idea: "What if I use resources to feed De Ge'er to the maximum level, and then let him take me to brush the map?"

Resources are not a problem for the undead, the only problem is the level limit.

But some people also complained.

"Linde is truly the official son of the game!"

"Is this really the chief of the Novice Village? Why is the other chief so rubbish that he was easily crushed to death?"

"I'm more curious than this, why that group of bandits were suddenly recruited."

"I can tell from the first glance that you are not an old player. We, Dege, nicknamed him Boss Succubus, but we don't even know what a succubus is. Red-named monsters will pledge allegiance to him as soon as they see him."

"That's true. The old Voldemort, the man with the hammer, and now the man with the antlers and the four hands."

"Old aristocracy, new aristocracy?" Someone else grasped the crux of the problem.

“So, this is the real main storyline.”

"Isn't the main plot about saving the world?"

Speaking of the main storyline, a group of undead suddenly discovered a problem. They still don’t know what the main storyline is, and everyone is playing the game in a daze.

Moreover, there are a large number of unique dialogue texts in the game. Not only are they unique for each person, but they are also unique every day. The NPCs are exactly the same as real people, and it is not easy to find the main thread through chat dialogues.

Currently, the undead only know how to kill disasters. They have not experienced farming, breeding, potion job transfer and other gameplay. They just watch the undead in Star Dragon Outpost play and then imagine it to satisfy their curiosity.

"So the one who appeared in the Harbor Village is the new noble, and De Ge'er is the old noble. Does choosing a camp mean a different way of playing?"

Just the little information revealed by Lin Dehong's name was enough to trigger a brainstorming session among 3000 people.

The emergence of camps also means that the undead need to make a choice, and judging from Lind's ruthlessness and decisiveness in attacking the novice village, it can be seen that the camp issue is more important than anything else.

No matter how good the benefits offered by Lind's forces are, there will always be people who are curious about what it will be like to be loyal to the new nobles, so it is absolutely impossible to monopolize the undead and recruit them completely.

All Lind can do is try his best to do his best and attract the undead with benefits, treatment and gaming experience.

The most permanent way is to eliminate the new nobles.

If all the new nobles are killed, the undead will have no choice but to join the old nobles.

(End of this chapter)