Chapter 468: Cut off your limbs and join the glorious evolution!

Soon, the number of undead who chose to surrender to the Black Knights exceeded 3.

There are also some undead who are unwilling to abandon their "righteous" identity and just want to be good people. There are also some undead who don't like PVP content and prefer a more casual way of playing.

For example, the undead who are engaged in ranch management and business simulation will definitely not even blink an eye even if a huge discount is offered. Their favorite content is already in the Cloudcrown Kingdom, and the poetic and picturesque magic kingdom is definitely more attractive than the black knight covered in black.

Sparkling, beautiful, beauty is justice.

The former Kingdom of Trees was now barren, but with the concerted efforts of 3 level 30 undead, a sufficiently large building was built in just a few days.

Linde has been busy in the past few days. Apart from asking William, who has transformed into the White Wolf Swordsman, to occasionally help him post a few new task lists, he has been busy making equipment.

His cloak was already filled with various Abyss Cursed Equipment and Ghost Cursed Equipment, and almost all of them were evolved and modified based on the equipment of the Mechanicus.

Because the resources he provided were so abundant, Iron Nur could pile up materials like crazy to make various magical mechanical armors, which also created a lot of useless waste. These wastes happened to be used now, and he found the immortals to reimburse him.
A large group of people were crowded together, staring straight ahead. The number of undead that had arrived in the past few days was still increasing, and it was about to reach 10. The layers of functions of the Black Knight Legion were finally beginning to be "unlocked".

The first is the Abyss Prize Pool.

Lucky draw! They saw the undead who followed Lind often showing off on the Internet, but they hardly saw it here. Even the Cloud Crown Kingdom, which "understood the undead the best", had held a few lucky draws, but the undead were not interested.

100% winning rate, it's meaningless, it's better to say it's a task reward, it's boring in a roundabout way.

"The Black Knight's Abyss Prize Pool is open!" A familiar wooden sign was stuck in the ground, and next to the Abyss Prize Pool was a group of golden ghosts guarding it.

"Oh my god, the Ghost Army!"

In the hearts of the undead, the Black Knight's status has been raised to a higher level. Although the lone wolf hero with no troops is very popular in terms of setting, everyone also enjoys the grand ceremony.

There were also people who were not afraid of death and drew their swords to slash at the golden ghost. However, the golden ghost on the opposite side reacted quickly and also drew his sword to slash back, but the undead man's sword failed to collide with the sword in the ghost's hand, and instead seemed to have slashed at the air.

The sword pierced through the ghost's sword, then through the ghost's clothes and body, and finally fell to the ground. The opponent seemed to be nothing in this world.

However, after the ghost's sword pierced through the opponent's sword, it actually collided with the undead body.

The ability to switch between truth and falsehood at will made the surrounding undead people extremely fearful of this NPC.

Bang!
A cloud of smoke exploded on the spot.

With the lessons learned from the previous incident, everyone suddenly quieted down.

Just draw the lottery obediently.

You still need points to participate in the lottery, but there are not so many tasks to do at the moment, so you can only draw two or three times at most, just to satisfy your desire and then make money later.

"What is this stuff?"

The first undead has passed.

He just thought it was something shining with gold, but he didn't expect it to be a metal arm.

The arm looks very beautiful, and there are very delicate gears on it. I don’t know who it is for.

"What's so special about this arm?" the undead man was very confused.

It is not the "wearable exoskeleton" as imagined, but a complete human arm.

"It seems to add a lot of attributes. Oh my god, it even comes with skills?"

"Adding attributes is useless! I can't cut off my arm, can I?"

Some people who didn't get what they wanted would yell that they were addicted and wanted to continue drawing, but others stopped in time, thinking that it was not a good day to gamble and that they must think twice. O*O*Finally he lined up and it was his turn.

"Fuck, what is this, golden light?"

Someone exclaimed, this was the first time they had seen a large group of people in front of them drawing lots, with a flash of golden light, and they were eager to tell everyone that this was a good thing.

O*O* was also very surprised when he looked at the golden right leg in his hand.

"It has two built-in skills, one is a double jump, and the other is a stomping move. However, this thing cannot be equipped. No, who said it cannot be equipped?"

But he was very cruel and asked his friends to help him cut off his legs.

Then use magic potion to stop the bleeding and heal it in time. Apart from the fact that the process is a little bloody, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Isn't it just a leg?"

Now everyone is stuck at level 30. Even if you wear good equipment, the attributes won't improve much, and the official won't lift the level cap. In this case, you might as well just cut off your legs and replace body parts.

Anyway, as long as you commit suicide once, your legs will grow back.

Thinking of this, O*O* looked at his left hand, right hand, and left leg, and felt that his right leg was stronger than the other three limbs. He couldn't help but want to update other parts of his body as well.

I really want to draw, but unfortunately I have no money and no points.

With O*O*'s leadership, other undead who had drawn prosthetic limbs decisively cut off their hands or legs and replaced their weapons and equipment.

Or the properties have been improved.

……

The Black Knights have a strong army, but other countries are having a headache.

They have no power to restrain the undead, and after all the undead have reached level 30, they cannot even compare with them in terms of hard power, so they can only coax them.

But the undead are not sentimental creatures. When they are happy, they are definitely willing to show emotion. But if they are unhappy or encounter something that doesn’t go their way, they will say, “My shoes are wet, I don’t want to play anymore!” They will change their faces in a second and turn from good guys into village-slaughtering demons.

Therefore, they had no way to deal with this inexplicable collective rebellion of the undead.

But in the dark, it seemed that some will had awakened and brought something.

At the Crow's Nest Cliff, a figure wrapped in crow feathers put down the ancient parchment book in his hand. He had obtained the answer from the ancient times. The undead who once served as reinforcements have now resolutely abandoned the Crow's Nest Cliff and joined the terrifying Black Knight who destroyed the entire Tree Kingdom. Doomsday has come again, and those who want to fight against the invincible strong can only pray to a greater existence.

He pushed open the legendary sealed door. The dull sound of the door hinge turning was like a rope, almost tripping him. It was not until a gap opened up that was large enough for two people to pass that the sound came.

He walked in with a heavy heart.

On the saline-alkali plain, a vast plain with no grass and no branches, the cavalry riding on white-shelled horses were already rushing towards the Kingdom of Trees.

The cavalry sitting on the backs of the white-shelled horses were none other than the undead who had previously stayed on the saline plain. After receiving the news, this group of undead immediately took all their belongings and set off, and no one could stop them.

The departure of the undead group also made the rulers of the salt plain anxious. The undead are very powerful as their own force, but if they are enemies, they will be very terrifying.

Almost all rulers, including the Cloud Crown Kingdom, subconsciously prayed to the gods who were nowhere to be found.

The objects of their prayers were different, but the content of their prayers was very similar and was repeated thousands of times.

"Destruction is coming!"

(End of this chapter)