Chapter 146 Escort Mission

"Sir," Lance drew his bow and looked vigilantly at the great knight in front of him.

Lin De raised his hand to stop him: "Take the people in."

In terms of agility and rapid killing, Lance and Ice Bow are more efficient than himself.

In his hand, the ice bow completely turned into a slaughtering blade.

It would be a waste of strength to let Lance fight with a superior knight here.

Lance took his men away, leaving only Lind and the man with red eyes.

The other person was big and burly, had no front teeth, and looked a bit funny.

Flames erupted behind Lind. The golden dragonhide plate armor created by dragonhide armorer Bader took all aspects into consideration. He loved mechanisms and transformations, so every time Lind made a move, the plate armor on his body would change at various small angles to ensure that it could adjust with his body.

[The Broken Sword of the Carrion Princess] As Lind charged forward, it pointed at the toothless upper-ranking knight.

Lind is superior in strength, he is always superior. With the body of an old noble and the power from three sources, he is bound to be superior.

The Sun Ring controls the flames, the flames ignite the Furnace Emblem, the Furnace Emblem activates the power and feeds it back to the body, and then the Sun Ring controls the power in an instant.

This was reflected in the specific battle situation where Linde chopped the opponent's sword away with one sword.

The iron boots dug into the ground like sharp claws digging deep into the mud, and the outstretched palm reached for the neck of the toothless upper knight.

There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides, and the opponent has already been seriously injured in the siege of the undead.

When palms and fists collided, Lind was better in both technique and strength. I used the techniques I learned in the first half of my life. Why can you surpass me just because you say “I am from the new aristocracy”?

Skills that are practiced over time will never deceive you.

Close-range bombardment with punches to the flesh is not suitable for use with weapons, but Lind has no intention of stopping here. If you want to fight each other, you have to use all means possible.

Flames erupted at his elbows, and the outward-expanding and deformed elbow plates acted like jets, pushing his fists forward to strike.

The explosion occurred in the elbow, but the pain exploded in the enemy's face.

All the teeth in his mouth are broken, not just the front teeth are missing.

With a few consecutive punches, even an iron wall would be smashed by Linde. The man in front of him was bleeding from his eyes, mouth and nose, and he was staggering. His brain had been smashed into a paste by Linde.

Won.

It was the first time that Lind defeated a top player so easily.

He grabbed the opponent's shoulders to prevent him from kneeling on the ground. He also respected the enemy with strong will.

"What?" Linde seemed to hear the other party talking.

"Are you, an old noble?" He was full of leaks, but his meaning was very clear.

Who else but the old nobles of the Rand Kingdom like to wear golden armor?

"I don't like this name," Lind said.

He grinned, blood oozing out of his open mouth: "Master Leon must hate you very much."

"I'll smash his head off, just like I did you."

"You guys, maybe... forget it."

Linde frowned at him, not understanding what he was saying. He just watched him breathing rapidly.

The other party continued: "I need a tombstone. The Disaster Executioner needs a tombstone."

"Tombstone? That's the tradition of the old nobility."

Lind let go of the other man and let him kneel on the ground.

A chain swung out from the palm of his hand and pulled the long sword in the distance.

He thrust his sword in front of the other man.

There is no tombstone, but the sword should be enough.

What belongs to the other party next is to wait for death. If the other party is still alive when Lind comes back, he doesn't mind showing his kindness.

After taking only a few steps, Linde suddenly heard mumbling behind him.

"I'll keep my oath and die for you." The trembling voice was definitely not because of fear, but because of the involuntary trembling caused by the broken internal organs.

Lind turned his head and looked at the kneeling figure, who was holding the hilt of the sword stuck in the ground with both hands and his head lowered.

At this moment, Linde suddenly felt a strong sense of trance, as if time was rapidly reversed, back to a month or two ago, when he stepped into the Sun Church.

The sunlight shines through the church glass onto a sculpture. Storm Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, rests his head under a greatsword.

Lind withdrew his gaze. He thought that Elna Momo's explanation at the time might not be correct. Stories will always become unrecognizable when they are passed down to the end because people like to interpret stories by themselves.

Maybe Storm Knight didn't really put his head under the sword. He just couldn't lift his head when he was dying, and he just used the last bit of strength to support his own "tombstone".

……

The sweet mushrooms were to die for.

The old aristocratic forces that rushed over killed all the undead people. Two fists could not beat four hands, not to mention that the enemy not only had four hands, but also had one more head than ordinary people.

There was no time to lament the game production team's unconventional approach, as the main city of the game was actually breached.

Maybe this is the charm of "internal testing"?

He quickly left the resurrection point.

Guarding the front is a team of undead, they are here to guard the corpses.

"Brother, we've voted!" Sweet Mushroom raised his hands, signaling the green-haired guy on the opposite side not to throw fireballs at him: "We've all voted!"

"Okay, okay." The undead on the opposite side did not make things difficult for Sweet Mushroom. It was just a game. There was no need to guard the corpses and kill them all.

Of course, the most crucial reason is that after dying once, the undead will be downgraded. Level 10 undead are not much of a threat, but level 11 undead are all threats.

"Dude, you can enter my invitation code when you recruit later," the other party suddenly realized and shouted to Sweet Mushroom.

There aren’t many opportunities for white-collar workers to earn points.

"No problem!" Sweet Mushroom nodded.

He knew why the other party was guarding here. Don't expect all players to be gentle and easy-going. More than 90% of those who play this kind of killing war game have foul mouths. It is normal for them to swear and curse their parents.

Quarrels and disputes, family guardian wars.

In the end, evolution will definitely lead to killing oneself to autism.

Tian Mushroom felt sorry for the player who was ambushed. If he kept being ambushed, there would be no point in playing the game. The team in front of him seemed to have not suffered much damage until now, and their strength must be in the first tier. If they really surrendered and joined Star Dragon Outpost in the future, they would not have a good life.

He quickly looked away and saw that the large army had already entered the inner city, but he didn't intend to join in the fun.

As the city was breached, the entire city of Leon was in chaos.

Killing, looting, everyone was like a beast out of a cage, tearing and eating everyone around them.

At this moment he suddenly felt that maybe this was not a game, but a real ugly world. It was just that the undead people looked at everything through the filter called game and beautified death.

Putting all this aside, the world is cruel and brutal.

Sweet Mushroom suddenly saw a familiar figure: a man kicking a woman, just like the scene he saw some time ago.

The woman protected her child.

"Fuck you!" Although Sweet Mushroom's strength has been greatly reduced after returning to level 10, it is not difficult for him to kick away a man who is hunched over like a stick insect.

He drew his sword and chopped at the man, cutting off his head as he stared at him in horror.

It would be fine if he could do nothing about this kind of thing in the real world, but in the game world, he must uphold justice!

Sweet Mushroom turned and looked at the woman.

This time the woman did not run away, although she was still looking at the sweet mushroom with fear. The reason for not running away might be that she could not run anymore. In the place where the sweet mushroom could not see, the woman did not know how many times she was bullied and vomited blood.

There were many footprints on her body, of different sizes.

"Woo~" The child that the woman was protecting was about one year old, and was crying. At such a young age, he already knew that he should not make any sound when crying.

The woman couldn't make a sound, she just watched in horror as the sweet mushroom approached.

"So this is why?" Sweet Mushroom then saw that there was food behind the woman. Was this the reason why she was always beaten?

According to Tian Mushroom, although Lord Leon is very stingy, he will also distribute some basic rations to women and children to ensure that they will not starve to death.

So the man would always come to trouble the woman just to snatch her food rations, and the woman would always fight back for the sake of her child. However, looking at her skinny appearance, it was clear that she rarely protected the food rations.

Sweet Mushroom reached out and took the piece of thing that was either a stone or bread under the woman's pleading eyes, and took a bite.

The taste was terrible, there was definitely more sawdust than flour!
Looking at the woman whose eyes were slowly fading, Sweet Mushroom said, "I'll take your mission! I will protect your child until you find someone willing to adopt him."

(End of this chapter)