Chapter 287 Bionic Bugs
"Red Spirit" rushed towards Lind.

A great knight whose attack style tends to be more agile, like the great knight in the snake catcher category, but he is more agile than vicious, and lacks the ability to kill with one blow.

It was the first time I fought against the "Red Spirit". I had a slight curiosity in my heart, but I showed no mercy when I attacked.

Lind's right hand swung out quickly like a whip, and his fingers dodged the sweeping sword like a poisonous snake. He easily dodged the sword by turning sideways, and at the same time accurately "bite" the opponent's neck with his right hand.

The fierce attack of "Red Spirit" was resolved the moment Linde grabbed the neck and lifted him up.

When he was lifted up, his feet subconsciously kicked forward. He did not feel that he was being controlled and continued to attack instinctively.

Lind stretched out his left hand and pinched the curved knife in the hand of "Red Spirit" with his fingers just as it was raised.

At least level 20, the difference between the Great Knight and the Hero Knight is already as big as two species. This is why Lind has always turned a blind eye to a series of events in the Red Mushroom Village and the Fox Cave.

For us red-named monsters above level 31, it is impossible for us to lurk in the level 10 novice village where there is not even a job change. The benefits are not proportional to the effort. The one that is really worth Lind's strategy is Goliath.

He held the blade between his fingers, as steady as an iron clamp. "Red Spirit" kept struggling, but the knife stayed obediently between Lind's fingers, not moving.

Lind tried to pull it and found that the knife was directly glued to the palm of "Red Spirit", as if it was entangled with countless silk threads.

He pulled with greater force and actually tore off Hong Ling's entire arm.

The knife and the arm are both the other party's body tissues, a kind of extension and transformation.

A large amount of red blood splattered, and after being thrown to the ground by Lind, the arm and the knife quickly condensed into a trembling gel.

But there is no death, just like a snake with its head crushed, it still continues to struggle.

Lind exerted a little force with his palm, and the "Red Spirit" with a broken arm was easily crushed to death. The trembling gelatinous substance on the ground lost its shaking strength the next moment, and quickly collapsed into a pool of red blood.

The same was true for the "Red Spirit" corpse, which quickly dissipated after death, leaving only a pool of blood.

Lind maintained a stealth posture and moved freely in the villages and towns. Neither the villagers who were maddened by the bloodthirsty plague nor the wandering red spirits could find him. Even when Lind gently patted the villagers on the shoulder when passing by, the villagers would be startled and quickly turn their heads to look for him, but soon found nothing and continued to stare blankly.

The gap in strength between the two sides was too huge. Even if he stayed behind these people, he would be like air and no one could sense him.

The maze-like architecture of the fox hole was completely unable to trap Lind.

He climbed the wall just as fast as he ran on the ground, using his hands and feet to climb up easily.

Half squatting on the top of the bell tower and overlooking the area, the entire area of ​​Fox Cave Village is completely within sight.

Occasionally, you will see villagers in certain areas suddenly become very enthusiastic, which means that the undead or other slightly "cold" villagers may have gone out, causing dissatisfaction among these people.

The architectural style of the fox cave is very complex. Only by standing at the highest point can one tell the direction of exit, but it is difficult to guarantee that every road can be navigated normally. Even Lind himself cannot guarantee that he will not get lost.

The multi-layered architectural style makes the entire village look like a maze not only in horizontal direction, but also makes it easy to lose direction vertically.

Many times, even though I was walking on the same street and always moving forward, I would unknowingly move from the first floor to the second floor, and then to the fourth floor.

There is no problem with the direction of travel, but the vertical position coordinates have completely changed.

This is why entering a fox hole will cause you to lose your direction and eventually get lost.

Lind tried to find the secret hidden in the fox hole. He was curious about what kind of fox was hidden in the so-called fox hole.

The vineyard is a key location. Unlike the pictures and videos that the undead first posted to the forum, this place is full of torn vines, the ground is damp and exudes a cloying sweet smell, and red grape juice covers every inch of the land.

The wriggling fat white worm struggled on the ground, bouncing up from time to time.

If you are someone who is afraid of insects, your scalp will definitely go numb when you see these little white creatures.

Lind, who suddenly appeared in the vineyard, quickly became the target of the fat bugs.

They swarmed over like cheering, trying to get close to Lind by using their mouthparts.

Linder raised his hand.

Without any prayer, the wind appeared in the palm of his hand in a spiral shape, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and finally condensed into the power controlled by absolute power.

Even if other undead followed the path of snake catchers, they would never be able to master this power.

Perhaps only Lind, and the Cunning King, the source of this power, could use it so perfectly.

The strong wind absorbed the surrounding soil and condensed into a chaotic wind sword. Driven by the wind blade, the soil rotated rapidly like the saw chain of a chainsaw.

A piece of white flew over, Lind raised his hand and swept it across, and the next moment the juice flew out.

With another swing of his hand, the rapidly rotating sword blade was like a storm that suddenly plunged into the water, stirring up a large area of ​​air around it.

The sharpened wind blades flew out with a "puff", and dozens of fat white insects followed were turned into pulp in the invisible and intensive bombardment. Moreover, the pulp was blown by the unstoppable force of the wind and hit the already tilted wall, coating it with a layer of white liquid.

Although the power of storm and frost is not easy to use, it is still better than fire for clearing away some debris and can save more effort.

However, some fat worms still escaped.

The worm squirmed and grew rapidly, and like liquefaction, it changed from a big fat white worm into a red figure.

It is a "red spirit" carrying an axe, probably an undead who died here.

"Red Spirit" pounced forward, but its body stopped the next second.

The wind blade had pierced through the chest of "Hong Ling". The rapidly rotating wind blade spread out instantly, and the force twisted the body of "Hong Ling", rotating clockwise with his chest as the center.

The next moment, the whole person seemed to be thrown into a washing machine and forced to twist.

"Snapped!!"

The body exploded into plasma, spilling onto the muddy ground of the vineyard, blending in perfectly.

"Is this the birth of the Red Spirit?" It was quite different from what Lind had imagined.

Apparently this was just a bug that was capable of poor imitation, using some magical means to extract the opponent's strength from their blood and use that strength.

If it were just this serious, there would be no need for the new and old nobles to form a so-called alliance. A few hundred undeads would be enough to completely massacre the fox cave.

There was a bug curled up in the distance, and Lind walked over, bent down and picked it up.

After being caught, the fat white worm was still struggling.

The soft touch and the wriggling in his palm made him feel a little uncomfortable, but thinking back to his experience in the underground farm, those human-faced worms were far more disgusting when they were young than the fat worms in front of him.

Fortunately, his body could still endure it.

A thin iron chain stretched out from Lind's palm, quickly and gently wrapping around the fat worm to prevent it from bursting due to excessive force.

The battle to tame it had just begun and was over in an instant.

Fat bugs have almost no brains, only the instinct to act, so it takes no effort to tame them.

Lind cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the insect's mouthparts. The entrance of the noble blood made the insect excited, and it struggled more and more violently in his hands.

The next moment, a "Linde" who looked exactly like himself appeared before him.

It's a pity that his aura is not strong, and can only reach the level of a great knight at best.

But the "Red Spirit" Lind possesses weapons and equipment such as the Unholy Holy Grail, the Horn, the Broken Sword, etc., which are almost exactly the same as him.

It’s just that “Hong Ling” is very dull.

Lind thinks that this kind of thing should not be called a red spirit. In the players' concept, a red spirit is the state when the player invades other people, and the main feature is interaction. What is in front of him can only be called a low-level version of bionic tears at best.

It imitates itself, but that's all it is.

"Linde", who had the offensive instinct, rushed forward with his fist raised. The effect of Linde's chain taming on it had disappeared. After the fat worm turned into "Linde", the chain disappeared.

The other party acted completely on instinct, which reminded Lind of the crazy blood drawn from the bloody lamb.

The undead called it "AFK drug". The "Linde" in front of him was obviously like Linde himself who had drunk the AFK drug and was attacking completely on instinct.

It didn't seem to think that those things on its body were weapons, whether it was the broken sword or the holy grail, and it had no intention of using them. Instead, it judged them as part of the decoration growing on Lind's body. This made Lind a little disappointed, as he thought the other party could also imitate and create weapons with fragments of the magic ring.

The punch is as fast as the wind.

Not only does it have the fire used by Lind, but it also has the snake catcher abilities of ice, poison mist, etc. that he had discarded.

It's an almost one-to-one replica of all of Lind's own powers.

When a pair of flaming wings exploded from Lind's back and were quickly retracted into his body, he really started to take it seriously.

If he was not mistaken, the other party should have chosen to use the ability of the Fire Knight, sacrifice himself, and make his heartbeat synchronized with the flame, so as to forcibly enhance his own strength.

His strength had already reached the heroic level, above level 31. Facing an impostor who might only be level 11, he didn't even need to use his full strength.

Lind raised his hand and an explosion of flames blew up, which disappointed him a little. "Lind" did not absorb the damage of the fire or turn it into nothing.

Yan Yi was directly blown away and dissipated. The air waves surged, and his whole body turned into a ball of exploded jelly. He died and turned into dried blood.

"I didn't copy the emblem on my chest."

Lind has many powers. Although he possesses the power of many great knights, his real power still comes from the emblem on his chest.

He was quite interested in aphids and caught a few and stuffed them into the space quiver on his waist.

……

The sudden roar and heat wave here have attracted the attention of most people, including a red-winged crow hovering overhead.

The red-winged crow swooped down, landed on the open space in the vineyard, and was quickly enveloped by the black fog.

A pair of slender arms tore through the black mist, and the ten white fingers suddenly grabbed the black mist and threw it downwards. The black mist turned into a solid piece of cloth in an instant.

The black cloth suddenly shrank and turned into a black long skirt that wrapped around the owner of the suddenly appearing arms.

The dark and elegant tube top dress was tied up with ropes at the back, causing her white hair to be exposed. She trembled as she walked forward. The corset, which perfectly matched the aristocratic aesthetic, tightened her waist into an hourglass shape.

Only two scarlet pleated red lace decorations were left from the ribs to the hem of the skirt, making the waist look thinner.

She squatted down and gently touched the dried blood on the ground with her fingers.

Then put your fingers into your scarlet lips.

The whites of his eyes rolled up slightly, as if he felt infinite joy from it.

There were messy footsteps coming from the front, and the woman's body exploded again and turned into a ball of black mist. When the black mist disappeared, only a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue was left.

The Viper looked up at the undead people who were rushing in with various weapons and shouting, then quickly crawled on the ground and left.

……

The arrow has been shot into the air and the blade of the knife has been blunted.

The old hunter Charles lay on the pile of corpses, allowing the crazy villagers to commit atrocities on him.

He has been slaughtering here for many days, but the road to hunting is not easy.

The Hunters' Society did exist, but I was the only Hunter left.

The undead people he met before might be absorbed. They would never die and even treated death as a joke. Being close to death made him think a lot.

Those who do not know how to respect death will inevitably die, but what if they will not die at all?

The soil underfoot was muddy and slippery, and the blood had completely dyed it black and red.

The small pool of blood on the ground reflected the sky and dyed it red.

"Pah!" A foot broke through the pool of blood, followed by more and more feet, countless feet.

Ciel's body convulsed, rocked by the force applied, but he made no attempt to resist.

The entrails were gnawed and the liver was pierced with a pitchfork.

Until he heard a voice.

It's the sound of the whistling wind.

He was a burly man, his body covered with attractive and dazzling treasures, like a knight in a golden treasure house.

The crazy villagers were blown over, and although they immediately got up and tried to attack the Golden Knights, the wind pushed them and prevented them from getting close.

"Can you still move?" The man threw a bottle of potion.

The pure orange-yellow medicine produced fine bubbles when shaken.

Life potion with excellent craftsmanship!
Ciel quickly poured the life potion into his mouth, using its powerful force to heal his body.

"Thank you." Ciel looked at the figure standing in the center of the siege, like parting waves, but standing still. "Who are you?"

"Linde Alman," the Golden Knight said, "and you, my friend, what shall I call you?"

"hunter."

　Today I am doing rehabilitation in the old man's ring, in preparation for the battle against Golden Tree tomorrow.

　　However, the wheelchair I used two years ago was broken, and I felt extremely confused for a moment.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)