Chapter 462: As an NPC, it makes sense for me to do some plot planning
On the continent of Xilu, in the south of the Kingdom of Black Swamp, on the red clay of the Kingdom of Sekapis.

'Hot' Fulin Muen looked at the Dragon Blood Forest in the distance.

The scorching sun of Xilu Continent made her feel dizzy. The cracked lips reminded her that she hadn't had water for a while, and her tongue was a little painful from the rubbing of the cracked lips.

"Where can we retreat to?" She turned to look at the man beside her.

Louis Secapis is the sixteenth son of King Secapis. Unlike other princes, the sixteenth prince does not have a burly body or gorgeous hair. Even a few years ago when all the old nobles would be cursed and become crazy if they came into contact with supernatural powers, the sixteenth prince has always been normal.

From then on, everyone looked at King Swiftbow Secapis with an ambiguous look in their eyes. Why didn't a prince have the curse of the old nobles? It certainly wasn't because his biological mother cheated on the king.

Although Prince Louis is ordinary in all aspects, he has managed to accumulate some skills over the years. Now that the Kingdom of Secapis has been conquered by the army of the Kingdom of Rand and the 'Giant City' Jont has been lost, Prince Louis has to take on the heavy responsibility of a general before the war.

"Yes, there is the last altar of wisdom of Secapis. Perhaps the god of wisdom can save us at the last moment." Prince Louis perfectly inherited the advantages of his maid mother. He has a delicate and soft feminine face with a teardrop mole on his eyelid.

Fulin turned her eyes away from the other person's face. If she were in another place, she would definitely not mind spending money to support the other person and let the other person sob under her.

But forget it this time. She had to think about how to save her life. Escape was her first option. Before accepting the commission from the Kingdom of Secapis, Fulin had never thought that the enemy would have an overwhelming advantage, which almost caused her to lose all the inheritance she got from her "father".

Looking back at his own army, the soldiers wearing "moon" pattern armor moved in a way that was clearly different from the soldiers of the Kingdom of Secapis. They were more orderly, more powerful, but also more bloodthirsty.

This was Fulin's unique "inheritance", and several of her brothers also received other inheritances.

However, the powerful soldiers were as fragile as eggshells when facing the extraordinary soldiers from the Rand Kingdom. Whether in terms of numbers, individual strength, or weapons and equipment, the enemy was completely different from their own.

While our side still had to rely on pack horses and manpower to transport food and fodder, the enemy was already able to use some kind of barrels to take out weapons, food, and even tents.

There is no logistics, because everyone can be the logistics, and a single person can form an army.

"The reward you paid is only enough for us to escort you to, um..." Fulin flipped through the parchment map, sliding his calloused fingers across it, and finally tapped a spot, making a hole in the entire wrinkled parchment scroll, "this fork in the road, then you go to the Dragon Blood Forest, and we go south."

That's right, that's it, and then everyone went their separate ways.

She didn't plan to continue in this muddy water.

"I can pay more," Louis said, "and you don't have any other choice."

His confident expression made Fulin hesitate.

"What did you see?" Fulin knew that there were wizards beside Louis. Those wizards could not carry anything on their shoulders or hands, and their magic power was not as powerful as that of the wizarding corps of the Rand Kingdom, but they were very good at manipulating creatures and controlling various birds to fly in the sky to monitor the enemy.

Louis has been able to survive until now thanks to his magic juggling tricks.

"They have already surrounded us, whether it is the Dragon Blood Forest or the Baal Deep Forest." Louis turned his handsome face towards Fulin, "In order to break through the Kingdom of Secapis as quickly as possible, the Golden Queen has already ordered that no prisoners should be taken."

"We are from the Kingdom of the Moon." Although Fulin did not believe this statement, she did not dare to gamble everything she had.

"Mercenaries from the Moon Kingdom? The Moon Kingdom is also within the territory of the Xilu Continent." Louis pointed out the ambition of the 'Golden Queen' Rania Hedwin in one sentence.

During this period of time, the Rand Kingdom's massive conquests have caused a lot of speculation, but from beginning to end no one dared to speculate its true purpose, or it could be said that everyone has an idea in their hearts, but no one is willing to admit it.

It is not about making the country strong, nor about collecting taxes and ransom after defeating hostile countries, but about sweeping the world and unifying the continent.

Fulin decided to take back her previous evaluation. The man in front of her was not mediocre. He also had the unpleasant character inherited from his mother.

But she had no other choice, because her identity meant that she could not surrender as an ordinary mercenary. Just like the sixteenth prince Louis Secaps could only flee and not surrender, she had no option of surrender.

She could only follow the remaining forces of the Kingdom of Secapis to retreat to the Dragon Blood Forest, and then hope that there was a maze inside that could trap the enemy, or hope that the God of Wisdom and the God of Giants that Louis mentioned really existed.

Leaving the red clay and stepping into the dragon blood forest, the air suddenly became humid.

They walked and stopped until Louis said "found it", which took a lot of time.

"Found it?" Fulin looked over and saw a brand new altar, which had not been corroded by time nor was it dilapidated. It was as if someone had built it temporarily when she was not paying attention.

Like new.

Fulin stretched, and the muscles under her armor made crackling sounds as she twisted her body. After casually wiping the sweat from her forehead with a rag, she found a stone to sit down with her sword in her arms and watched Louis busy.

Louis and the people around him were busy with shovels and spades, perhaps this was a necessary part of using the altar, and maybe some god of wisdom would really appear.

You can smell the aroma of stew all around you and hear the endless chirping of cicadas in the humid and hot wind. It brings a sense of peace to the noise.

"We can call on the God of Wisdom!" Prince Louis said in surprise, "Save the Kingdom of Secapis!"

The great and powerful God of wisdom will bring down the fire of karma on the greedy.

……

Demonic land.

Huge ancient ruins.

The glory of the "magic" in the past has disappeared, leaving only ruins eroded by time, telling its story to passers-by with its broken form.

Linde kicked the door open and then waved his hand: "Go!"

The heavy wooden door had long been rotten, and it immediately fell over after Lind kicked it, raising a cloud of choking dust.

William, Scar, and the mechanical servants rushed forward, rushed into the ruins and chopped down whatever they saw.

During the time they followed Lind in the operations, they had already mastered the essence of the operations, which was to attack first and then force the opponent. If they could win, they would fight. If they couldn't win, they would fight while running. If they could grab the good stuff, they would grab it. If they couldn't grab it, they would write it down in a small notebook and let the undead come online to grab it.

Take "Three Lights" as the basic code of conduct.

Linde waited until the place became lively before he stepped in.

A faint light flickered in the darkness, and soon a twisting and flexible shape appeared, colliding with William, the White Wolf Swordsman who was carrying a flaming sword. Judging from the shadow, she should be a dancer who was very good at dancing, but the outline of the tough black rapier in her hand always managed to block the path of William's sword just right.

The sword skills flowed like clouds and water, and he frequently released killing moves in a graceful yet sharp manner. Linde stared at the figure that looked like smoke, but he couldn't call it a ghost.

William, who was competing against him, performed even worse. His offensive rhythm was gradually affected and he even slowly became a part of the opponent's "dance".

Linde rushed forward in three or two steps, kicked William in the chest, knocked him over, then swung his sword and chopped the dancer's shadow with the sharp edge of his soul.

The dancer's shadow disappeared.

"Ah!" William finally came to his senses, thinking back to what had just happened, he couldn't help but shake his head, as if water had stuck to his fur and his head had turned into a drill.

"Sir, what was that just now?" William stood up, rubbing his chest. He recalled the fight between himself and the dancer's shadow and found that although the opponent's moves were fierce, he was not hurt. Instead, Lind's kick almost broke his bones.

The power of one kick exceeds that of a 2nd level spell.

"Ruins, time, this world always leaves behind things that we cannot understand. Maybe it is the mark left by the people who once lived in the ruins."

"Can a mark kill people?" Recalling the thrilling experience before, William was a little skeptical.

Not only can the mark kill people, as long as it is powerful enough, its existence can only be sensed by the weak, and the weak will suffer a mental breakdown.

The ruins were cleared quickly.

After clearing away a few dark shadows, Nur led his mechanical servants to start cleaning and collecting usable things in the ruins.

It is a pity that they are not the first group of people to come here in all these years, and I believe they will not be the last.

However, they still successfully found several sets of armor. Lind picked up one of the helmets. Different from the current aesthetic style, the shape abandoned the complicated decoration and pattern embellishment, and was mainly based on a streamlined craftsmanship that fits closely to the body. It is not called a helmet, but more like a biological leather hood that fits the contour of the head perfectly.

It's very thin, perhaps because it's too old and has lost its original defensive power.

When Lind took out a whole set of armor, he found that this set of armor seemed to be completely out of the medieval aesthetic. The fully wrapped shape looked like a tights.

If it weren't for the antiquity of time, Lind would rather believe that it came from a future civilization that had gone astray.

It seems that there is not much substantial gain, but in fact this is just the beginning.

Nur had a great interest in excavating the ruins, and he and the mechanical servants started digging hard. It wouldn't be long before they dug out something useful. They had already excavated several ruins before and were familiar with the process.

Whether it's perfect equipment, weapons, magic, or ancient languages, it's impossible to return empty-handed after entering the ruins.

While waiting for the harvest report, Lind was busy with his own things. He had to make plans for the future.

Whether he can take charge of 2.0 can be verified by launching a war in the abyss, but before complete preparation, such a test is meaningless and may even lead to a collective siege of the undead.

It seems that Lind has the opportunity to stand on the same level as the "official", but as long as the "official" issues an announcement and lists Lind as the BOSS to be killed, he will be doomed.

And when the hero falls into darkness, the killing is definitely more exciting!
It is impossible for Linde to turn a deaf ear to this. Being able to become the "BOSS" that the official has to recognize means that Linde's future actions are very likely to affect official updates.

This was the first time he was able to truly influence the authorities. He no longer had to wait passively, but could actively influence the outcome of the battle.

And who says that the BOSS must be defeated? There are also BOSSes that can be cleansed and brought ashore.

"Change the battle between good and evil into a battle between camps?" Lind was thinking about the next action in his mind.

He quickly suppressed the thought.

It is not difficult to split the undead and let them change from collectively fighting against the abyss to being able to choose to join the abyss forces. The undead are like this. As long as they are given the slightest possibility, they can discover countless ways to play at the speed of light.

But the result was that all the undead pledged allegiance to the abyss, deviating from Lind's original plan.

With the Abyss's style of doing things, with unrestrained undead as pawns, the whole world will be buried with him.

"Why do you want me to join the Abyss camp? The image of a struggling hero seems to be pretty good too." Linde was suddenly alert. He suddenly raised his head and startled Tione who was grilling a skewer of meat.

Tione: “o((⊙﹏⊙))o!!”

It's not about joining the abyss, but about fighting against the abyss, so joining yourself does not mean joining the abyss, which makes sense!

As an NPC, it makes sense for me to do some plot planning!

This is not the first time he has done something like writing settings and plots.

"In addition, we must leave a lead for the undead to explore the plot, and we must find a way to completely resolve the abyss during this operation."

Although the open and covert struggles with the authorities are important, they are not at the forefront. No matter what the other party's real purpose is, whether it is to regain theocracy or to rule the magic world, everyone has the same interests at present.

But the Abyss must die. Given the Abyss's style of polluting the mind and body, Lind will not have a good life whether there are undead or not.

The outline of the "main storyline" has already appeared in Lind's mind.

No matter how things develop, it would be in line with Lind's script for the final "happy family" scene to see everyone work together to defeat the abyss.

Thinking of this, the haze in his heart was swept away.

After finishing these things, he can also go back to Xilu Continent, bring back the knowledge of the Demonic Land, and arrange the "main storyline" by the way. If possible, he might choose Xilu Continent as the main battlefield for summoning the undead.

Of course, none of the three Novice Village continents can be lost. If he doesn't take action, the Abyss might take action on its own, and the situation will only get worse.

Linde stood up and walked towards Tione, taking the kebab from her hand.

"Spicier?"

"add!"

(End of this chapter)