Chapter 127 Does This NPC Still Need Our Protection?

The escort team assembled very quickly, with 20 spots allocated on a first-come, first-served basis. All of them were spellcasting wizards, dressed in casual attire.

From the old territory lookout tower, we walked north first and returned to the Trident Crossroads. We didn't encounter anything on the way. The surrounding area had been completely cleared out by Lance and others.

Taking the road to the southwest, the 24 people marched very quickly, with almost no communication on the road. However, compared to the excited spirits of the undead people, the four NPCs were very calm, and they remembered Lord Lind's orders.

recover!

Linde's words were still ringing in his ears: "There are no strong people in Haigang Village now. At most, there is only one upper wizard, an ordinary great knight and a wizard. If we don't take this opportunity to take down Haigang Village, the new nobles will still take action. Not only to prevent death, but also to get rid of the upper wizard in advance."

Everything that has anything to do with the new nobility will make people serious. Needless to say, Lance and the other three soldiers from Goliath instinctively worship the old nobility and hate the new nobility. Renzo is a staunch supporter of the old nobility and a loyal subordinate of Lind.

It was precisely because he saw the screen recordings of the undead on the official forum and the combat effectiveness displayed by the superior wizard who released a terrifying storm after chanting that Lind attached great importance to it.

He now has two wizards under his command, among whom the Rabbit Tooth Witch is a superior wizard, but Miko is not good at fighting. She only knows how to use moonlight to enchant, and what she is really good at is cooking various kinds of potions.

Another ordinary wizard, Perfumer Brittany, is even worse in combat than Rabbit Fang. At least after being enchanted, Rabbit Fang's weapon will have the attributes of the moon and will also gain a buff, so there is absolutely no problem in providing assistance.

We haven't fought together since we were promoted to higher positions, so the effect of our skills must be better.

And Brittany, the perfumer... can also be considered a potion-using school, but it's all illusions, without any lethality, unless she's prepared to scare people to death.

Neither of them is a combat wizard, which made Lind ignore the combat effectiveness of wizards.

On the other hand, there is no need to say much about the Great Knight, Lind himself, who has been called the official son by the undead. Lance, Lady Serin, the two-headed man, Bard, etc. are all variants of the Great Knight's path. They are branches extending from the main road, and they have also demonstrated impressive combat effectiveness.

With four NPCs and 20 spell wizards, it is not difficult to break through the harbor village. Moreover, Lind did not let them attack actively, but to break through passively.

Lance can accurately execute Lind's orders. As a former archer of the Rand Kingdom, Lance occasionally has the opportunity to participate in war discussions. It is not difficult for him to let the enemy take action first.

Keep walking in the southwest direction, and the terrain ahead will suddenly become open.

The 20 undead were delighted because they could take this opportunity to expand the map.

"It's completely different from Star Dragon Outpost. This area is so empty."

It is indeed very empty, so empty that except for the mountains that can be seen towards the north, the rest of the place is completely empty, and the sight ends at the horizon.

Empty!

Traveling is undoubtedly boring, especially when the journey is calm.

As it got darker, everyone lit up the oil lamps.

[Oil lamp: needs to be refilled with oil, good for wind protection - from Star Dragon Sentry]

The durability is average, the lighting effect is okay, and the appearance is that of an ordinary oil lamp. It's not that Lind doesn't want to make a better-looking oil lamp in one go, but he needs to wait and let the undead accumulate enough points before he can harvest them all at once.

In fact, he has asked Bard to design a new series of skins.

No one understands the value of skin better than him.

When playing a game, the first thing to look at is of course the attributes, but if the attributes are not much different, the skin is the key to victory.

Moreover, he can also collaborate with the BOSS, with Earth cultural works, and even with the more famous NPCs under Lind's command, and it is not impossible to let the NPCs "bring goods".

Lind knows the value of skin better than anyone else. If he uses cheap labor to make beautiful skin that has no function and then sells it to the undead at a high price, everyone will be satisfied.

The cost is low, the benefits are extremely high, and it can also solve the employment problems of a large number of ordinary people and completely complete the economic cycle.

The only problem is that the undead will choose to be loyal to the new nobles, thus causing a decrease in the undead population under his command.

The competitiveness is still insufficient, and the new aristocracy must be overthrown once and for all.

Lance and the others' faces changed slightly when they saw the light, and they wanted to remind the undead to turn off the lights. It is best not to have any light when traveling at night. The light in the dark is extremely dazzling to the eyes of disasters and beasts, and will attract things that you can't imagine.

But the undead don't care about this. Compared with the possible encounter, not being able to see the road clearly is more frustrating.

Unless the mission requires it, the undead will absolutely put their own comfort first.

Suddenly, a whistling sound of wind was heard, and the undead people suddenly became alert. They heard a hoarse and strange cry.

"coming!"

whoosh-

Lance raised his hand and shot an arrow.

He held the ice bow horizontally in his left hand, and his right hand ran between the quiver at his waist and the bowstring. His slender fingers cast afterimages in the flickering light of the oil lamp.

The sound of the bowstring was like that of a plucked lute string.

After just a few breaths, Lance put down the ice bow.

The undeads had only run halfway: "Kill!"

The roaring has stopped, the wind is no longer howling, and only the awkward roars of the undead remain in the air.

"All dead?"

What awaited the undead was not a fierce battle, because Lance acted too quickly. Even the spell wizard had just chosen to draw his sword and rush forward, just to grab some kills.

But what they didn't expect was to see only corpses on the ground.

"No, does this NPC still need our protection?"

The undead is a little anxious.

Before they could even chop down the enemy, they were already defeated by the "weak" NPCs whom we needed to protect.

But it's not completely without gain. There are a lot of interesting materials on Disaster's body. You can pick up some of them and use them to complete the task.

After the "Perfumer" Brittany joined, the demand for potion materials increased sharply. The undead also followed their previous habit of playing games and copied down a list of potion materials before going out. If they could come across it when they were out, they would just take it. If not, they would just forget it and just take it as it was convenient.

In addition, Heart of Disaster fragments are also very important resources. They are useless for exchanging points or money, but they can be used to feed blood lambs and exchange fragments for blood of madness.

The magic medicine for hanging up has always been popular among the undead.

The undead returned to the team with little interest.

The rest of the journey was much the same.

Calamity prefers to act at night.

Sometimes he would encounter some mutant monsters. Those who had not yet lost their minds would scream and run away, for fear of being seen in their ugly appearance. Those who had completely lost their minds would rush forward, and Lance would be able to kill them accurately every time.

The journey was smooth, but the undead no longer had the complaints they had at the beginning because they enjoyed harvesting materials.

Anyway, the level has reached the upper limit and it is impossible to gain experience.

After crossing the open area, there is a relatively obvious high slope in front. The road sign stuck on the ground looks like an old man who is raising his arm to point the way, leaning weakly on a dead tree.

“Crossroads of Faith?”

(End of this chapter)