Chapter 441 Corrupting Them Ideologically

Jiaoge City has become completely quiet, with hundreds of fresh corpses lying everywhere.

Scar turned his head and looked at the undead, those undead wearing abyss armor, the armor squirming like the scales and muscles of a living creature, slowly repairing itself with every breath, and absorbing the blood splattered on their bodies as nutrients.

At this time, the undead were cleaning up the battlefield.

It was a real battlefield cleanup, where armor, weapons, and even animal fangs had to be collected.

……

"Greedy, fearless, and natural mercenaries, they will crazily sacrifice their lives as long as the reward is enough, and they don't care how much they sacrifice themselves... They will regret dying, but they are not afraid, and they have an unimaginable obsession with killing, especially the final blow that kills the enemy."

In a blink of an eye, they were back to Lionheart Castle. Scar reported the battle situation to the Beast Prime Minister. Although he was very dissatisfied with the undead who "stealed heads", he did not lie.

The missionary did not die at Scar's hands, and the title did not belong to him. Facts speak louder than words.

Maybe he could lie and say that this time he was not qualified to win the title, but Scar disdains to do so. Every title he won was earned through fighting with his claws and teeth, not through lies.

Just as the beastmen loathe human wizards, cunning liars and businessmen can only be despised.

"They also claimed to kill Blackblood."

Scar thought about it and decided to report something that the undead man kept mentioning on his way back. Blackblood did not fulfill his previous promise. Although Scar had some reasons as well, the mighty beastman also had to eat.

It’s not that he is afraid of the undead. Scar is confident that he can kill these undeads dozens of times, but he doesn’t want to get entangled with a madman. Reporting the truth is the most correct thing to do.

Wolfgang Longhorn raised his eyelids and said, "Let Blackblood fulfill what he promised before. The Lionheart needs undead people."

"Yes!"

The undead people entered their busiest period at Lionheart Castle.

"Damn it! These beast cubs really don't treat us as human beings. They are asking us to kill monsters like crazy."

"Why are there so many monsters spawning around?"

"But a lot of good equipment dropped. One weapon's attributes are even higher than my dragon sword. It seems to have been forged using some furnace technology. If I use this sword to corrupt it, to what extent will the weapon change?"

"I guess the system doesn't allow it, or you're hurting the supermodel."

"I can do nothing but damage. I used to think William was a well-known expert in the Rand Kingdom. Who knew that after he came to the Demon Land, he became a unit of measurement for combat power. The enemy is guaranteed to be as strong as one William, and sometimes there are three Williams who are so difficult to deal with."

"Yes, and we don't know if the mission De Ge gave us has a time limit. We must destroy it quickly."

"I'm being led around by that beastly cub every day, so I don't have time to cause trouble."

"How about buying him a drink?"

"Spend money again? We don't have tens of thousands of animal teeth in our pockets."

"You're talking as if you're rich. Repairing a suit of armor is damn expensive. I really miss the time when Lao De would stick his butt up to repair my armor. The sky was so yellow back then."

"How about just killing him?" Someone said, "If you keep going like this, I'll be vomiting from chopping cabbages."

You can spend a lot of time playing games, but they have to be fun, and you can't keep doing the same thing over and over again.

Doing anything over and over again will become boring, especially killing people.

"Pay your money!"

……

Scar has indeed been having a good time lately, as the undead man can kill tirelessly.

The only shortcoming is his relatively weak strength, but the two characteristics of immortality and abyss make up for it. Even if it is not a shortcoming, Scar can complete those tasks. He does not want the reward of animal fangs at all, and can give it all to the undead, but all the merits belong to Scar.

Some people even became jealous of Scar's control over the undead team, and sought out the Beast Prime Minister and even the Lionheart to raise objections, but the result disappointed them. The Lionheart had no interest in the undead. The strength of the 1st ring made him lose interest, so he left everything to the Beast Prime Minister, who was even more straightforward and vetoed all of them.

He just needs someone to do the work, something that is cheap, easy to use and requires no sacrifice, so it doesn't matter who is in charge.

The benefits created by such a cannon fodder team are not enough to make the 5-ring strong man care. He cares more about the role the other party plays in military combat.

"Sir Scar, would you like to have a drink together?" The woman with beautiful legs walked over and raised her hand in front of her mouth to make a drinking gesture.

"Have a drink?" Scar stuck out his long tongue covered with thick tongue coating and swept it across his lips.

He is not just an undead who knows only killing and dying, he also hopes to enjoy himself.

"Yes, although we immortals like death and killing, we also like drinking." Silkless Legs nodded, "We'll treat you! We'll book the whole place!"

"Hahaha, good!"

Scar knew that the Undead had made a lot of money, so he should let the Undead treat him.

Thousands of people rushed to the tavern street. If there were not enough taverns in Lionheart Castle, other places would not be able to accommodate so many people.

"What are we doing?" Sister Li asked her friend as she watched those high-level players dragging Scar into a software-hardened multifunctional tavern with a beast girl.

"You want to try it?" Favorite Baisi acted very honestly.

"Damn, did you secretly start a live broadcast without telling me again, and then wanted to film my obscene reaction?" Sister Li Wansui understood instantly.

"No, absolutely not!"

"Then go pick a beast girl and ride her!"

"The account will be blocked." said Zui Ai Bai Si.

"And you said you didn't broadcast live!" Sister Li glared.

"Boss, stop swiping. I won't be able to order a beast girl to ride even if you keep swiping. You said they can be used as mounts if they have saddles on their backs, and you want me to be their mount... Stop swiping. I really can't help but order one if you keep swiping."

"Hey, Baisi, do you think this is a good opportunity?" Sister Li Wansui suddenly asked in a low voice. "What opportunity?" Favorite Baisi asked back.

Sister Li Wansui said: "Infiltrate and destroy Lionheart Castle from the inside!"

Favorite White Silk rolled her eyes and said, "You want to destroy an armed fortress with the strongest single strength of 6 rings from a brothel street? Excuse me, sir, how to implement it? Are you going to contaminate them with HIV? The beastmen may be genetically immune, and the virus they carry may be even more terrible."

"Fuck, what do you know? I despise your dirty thoughts!" Sister Li sneered, then cleared her throat, "I want to corrupt them ideologically."

"Thought?"

"Remember when we told the story of Journey to the West before, did the NPCs from the Rand Kingdom follow the update? And William also follows the update every day." Sister Li smiled mysteriously: "You said, the Eastern Journey to the West has them so addicted, what if we tell some Western localized stories? For example, The Lord of the Rings!"

"Your idea is good, but there is a premise." Favorite Baisi had to pour cold water on it, "Do you really think that the intelligence of the NPCs in the game can distinguish whether the story is good or bad, or do you think the program can really listen to the story?"

"What about the previous part?"

"Program settings."

"I think we might as well give it a try."

……

The High Priestess of Beasts, Solaris Ancient Echo, quietly left the Beast Sacrifice Site. She was going to save the beastmen, hoping that they could regain their freedom.

Fortunately, the distance is not far.

She was not angry that Lind had taken away her command. The stronger one had everything, and it was not easy to find someone who believed in the former master of beasts.

The soles of my feet were stepping on the sand that was hot from the sun. As night fell, the sky gradually darkened and the air became cold, but the sand still retained its hotness from being baked by the sun the last moment.

The oasis city-state appeared before our eyes.

“What a magnificent…”

Solaris looked up at the huge building in front of her, and when she got closer, she was surprised to find that there were people patrolling on the city wall.

"Who is it!" As soon as I got closer, someone immediately roared and questioned.

"I!"

The flames illuminated Solaris's face: "Solaris Ancient Echo!"

Her voice was high-pitched, and there was a strong sense of pride as she stated her name.

"High Priest?"

The dark figure on the city wall was surprised.

Soon, the city gate opened and several beastmen walked out.

"High Priest, why are you here?"

"I'm here to take you home." Solaris said in a gentle voice, "I have reached a cooperation with the leader of the undead. He will not trap you anymore. You can go back and be free. The undead have also left."

Although the cooperation seemed unequal, and more like the Beast Shrine joining Lind completely as a vassal, there was no need to say it out loud.

The beastmen's expressions were somewhat unpredictable.

Finally, a beastman spoke up: "We don't want to go back, High Priest."

"Why?" Solaris didn't understand.

Before, the beastmen were oppressed by the undead and were always thinking about escaping. They compared their work to the depths of the abyss and felt that their souls were being devoured.

Why did their attitude change completely in just a short period of time?

"Have they threatened you?" Solaris thought that she should find Lind and argue with him. Since the undead under his command obeyed his orders, he should be able to help the beastmen.

"No, High Priest." The Beastman shook his head again.

“We love it here.”

“I don’t understand,” Solaris said.

"We have our own tavern and canteen here. Every beastman can make money, and merchants can bring us all kinds of things we need."

"The same goes for returning to the Beast Sacrifice Site." Solaris was a little anxious. She suspected that the beastmen might be dominated by some terrible abyss power, an abyss power related to slaves.

"It's different. We can make more money here!"

"High Priest, you can earn a lot more money by working overtime. If you are lucky enough to receive an expedited order, you can earn up to 1000 animal fangs in a day!"

"How much?" Solaris was shocked.

Although she was a high priestess, she was very poor.

Earn 1000 Fangs a day? !
Even she suddenly wanted to stay and work.

"You can't be the high priest, haha, you must have titles such as tailor, blacksmith, and iron courage."

"What about you? You don't have those titles, do you?"

"We are good at fighting. We are now Oasis Security. We have high benefits and good treatment. To use the words of the immortals, we can save ourselves forty years of detours."

"Let me see your working environment." said Solaris.

She felt the terror of the undead. This group of people was definitely terrifying not only because of their powerful force and their fearlessness of death. They did things with an unscrupulous and imaginative style, which devoured everything like a plague.

Fortunately, there were only 3000 survivors.

(End of this chapter)