The two confronting each other in the dense fog were ten meters apart, but the atmosphere was completely opposite to the previous chase.
Luo Di smiled and looked at Sarota, as casually as if meeting an old friend in a cafe some afternoon. But Sa Luota's expression seemed to be suffering from facial neuritis, the corners of his mouth twitched, looking at the human in front of him, he couldn't even speak.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Rody. I'm a scout from the Lucifron family in Karen Kingdom. Well, I'm still a captain, almost at the same level as your subordinate named Xhosa."
"you-"
"I know you have a lot of questions, but I'm afraid I don't have time to explain them all to you."
Sarotta noticed that Rody's eyes seemed to be looking at the top of his head. He looked up suspiciously, but found nothing, but when he turned his eyes back, he heard the man tilt his head slightly, as if inviting a dance partner at a dinner party As if on stage, he smiled and said, "Heh, it's time."
A puzzled expression appeared on Sarota's face, but he didn't have time to speak, but he found that the scene in front of him suddenly blurred, and his body suddenly had a strange feeling of being pulled away, as if he was about to float up Yes... But then he watched the ground getting closer and closer uncontrollably, until he knelt down on the ground with a "click"...
He heard this human named Rody say a word in Bullinga language. Having studied human language, he vaguely remembered that it meant "upgrade", but even moving his face became an extravagant wish.
"Lost consciousness? That's fine, it's better to die like this than to be beheaded." Rody seemed no longer afraid of Sarotta's counterattack. He took a few steps and stood in front of him. He bent down and reached out to catch him. Sa Luota's shoulder, and said in a sad tone: "You hate me? This is what it should be, you see... so many of you came to chase me in the morning, we scouts are very scared, especially me, I am the least timid, the most afraid Dead—he was almost caught and hacked to death in the morning, which is really scary."
Sarota tried to open his eyes wide, trying to look at this devilish guy, but he just rolled his eyelids weakly.
"You have courage, you have schemes, and you have a very stupid boss. In the human kingdom, you will definitely think about plotting in the future, so... I, a guy who is afraid of death, decided to take the risk of bringing you here to solve the problem—hey, you Dead, Rohar's Hammer is a dick?"
Helping Sarotta's body, Rody very friendly sat up the witch doctor whose consciousness has gradually blurred, so that the other party's eyes can look at him, and then continued to ramble on -
"I have a bad habit of getting revenge... Do you understand? If you don't stay overnight, you won't stay overnight. I'm very careful when I come here, but if you don't let me worry, then I can't help it."
Gradually losing consciousness, Sarotta had a very clear premonition of "death", but even at this time, he still didn't understand why he was so well-behaved one moment, and faced death the next moment...
"Not dead yet? It seems that my estimate of the time is not very accurate. It's only a few seconds. It's nothing to tell you. Did you see the fog around it? That snapping turtle looks quite bluffing, but in fact Pretty easy to kill, isn't it? But a lot of people try to kill it and die because..."
"This fog is poisonous."
"It loses 1% blood every five seconds, even if you have more blood than Rohal, you will die if you stay there for five hundred seconds."
"Are you surprised? Are you wondering? Heh, do you think I'm going to drag you down even if I die?"
Rody smiled and patted Sarotta's shoulder. The latter's astonished expression had already frozen, and he fell down sideways with his fright...
And in the air, echoed the words that he would never hear—
"I have two lives, you can't afford to hurt them at all."
…
Waiting in the silent swamp of death is a torment for anyone.
The weird and terrifying creatures under the puddle made the scouts dare not move at will, even dare not go far to urinate—the death of those orcs left them with a lingering shadow, so even if they were sitting far away from the water On the grass several meters from the pit, they would still stare nervously at the calm water surface, as if a terrible monster would pop out of it at any time.
The atmosphere here is even more depressing than the cemetery. It doesn't have the usual vitality of the Nehemia grassland. There are no birds in the sky, and there are very few insects singing. He deliberately lowered his voice.
"Have you ever fought?"
"Some battles on the southern border, but no orcs."
"It always feels... different. These orcs can be scary, even if there is only one, we must first overcome the fear in our hearts..."
"Have you fought them before?"
"months ago-"
"No, I mean earlier."
"Earlier... probably fifteen years, or sixteen years, I don't want to remember, anyway, my comrades in arms are all dead, and I'm the only one who survived—the other party didn't even get injured in that battle , we were almost wiped out..."
Luge and Soderol were chatting. Except for Rody, both of them performed quite well in the previous battles, so they can be regarded as chatting at this time—this is the case in the army. circle.
"I'm sorry to remind you of this, but now... maybe you can give those old guys an explanation."
Soderol sat there with his long sword in his arms, with thick rain clouds passing by above his head, and occasionally some raindrops would fall, but after all, there was no heavy rain.
"Confession...yes, confession." Luge somehow remembered something, with a little sentimentality on his weather-beaten cheeks, but he remained silent and stopped talking.
As time passed, when the setting sun gradually fell into the distant horizon and the entire sky became dark blue, these scouts finally found the black shadow that was walking in the distance.
Step by step, carefully stepping on the puddle, with a lot of unknown items on his shoulders, a package on his back, and a strange white and brown thing between his arms - when Luo Di walked step by step like this, his footsteps were still like As relaxed and comfortable as before.
Looking at it from a distance, it feels like seeing those farmers in Nolan Village who came back from their farm work before dark, receiving the grain, shaking their heads and humming songs, feeling relaxed and carefree...
The scouts were relieved at first by this scene, but when they stood up and waited for Rody to come over step by step, the belated shock in their hearts suddenly appeared like thunder after lightning...
They all remembered what characters followed Rody: but the real nine wolf riders and a witch doctor! Although "witch doctor" is very mysterious to them, in terms of senses, such a guy must be far more powerful than "magician".
And with such a character plus nine ferocious wolf cavalry, Captain Rody still came back alive, so the fate of the enemy... needless to say.
Reminiscent of what the 30-member team has done these days, the soldiers' joy, which was suppressed by the surrounding environment, burst out from the bottom of their hearts because of Rody's safe return-a strong sense of pride, honor, self-confidence and Cohesion, these things that sound illusory, after experiencing the war, they began to become real.
Carrying a mess of trophies, under the dim light, Rody saw the upright Soderol waving at him.
The scouts in front of them were standing in place one by one, standing up from the grass one by one, their eyes no longer had the anxiety they had before, but the strong confidence tempered by the flames of war.
In the distance, Luge was stretching out his hand to pick up those young people with excited faces. The kind of trust that needless to say was very different from before.
And seeing this... Since he fell into the half-calm and half-crazy attitude in the morning, Roddy finally showed a smile.
History, after all, has been changed.
Thinking of this in his mind, when he walked in front of the team, he was slightly stunned—because he saw the scouts in front of him standing at attention spontaneously without order, and then gave him the most official military salute in the kingdom. .
At this moment, all words seemed redundant. Rody looked at the faces full of fighting spirit and confidence in front of him, and his mouth that was originally opened turned into a gesture of reciprocation in the end—there seemed to be something in the chests of the soldiers. Things are boiling, although the surface is calm, but that feeling... It's like a fire is ignited in the bottom of my heart, and I want to maintain a certain feeling and idea for such a long time...
At nightfall, the team that finally chose to rest in the swamp has quieted down.
There was no bonfire in the temporary camp, because there were almost no combustible materials in the swamp, and dangerous water monsters lurk under those intricate puddles. Therefore, under Rody's order, the soldiers chose to get together as much as possible and sleep with their clothes on.
Soderol, Carter, Ruger, and Rody were in charge of the night watch. Although he knew there would be no danger here, Roddy still dutifully guarded the first shift—of course, what he did more was to examine himself The harvest after this battle.
Speaking of it, this battle seemed easy, but in fact there were many surprises—for example, Sarota's strength was far stronger than he imagined, so he didn't expect that the opponent would directly kill that one in less than two minutes. Snapping turtle with rough skin and thick flesh. If I hadn't used a "empty city plan" strategy to throw away weapons and delay time with their nonsense, I guess it might really be possible for the opponent to rush up and hack me to death...
"call-"
Now thinking about those things, not too much came out, he breathed a sigh of relief, his mood gradually calmed down, he took out the purple voodoo puppet, called out the attribute interface, frowned and looked at the data displayed in front of him:
"Old Voodoo Puppet"
Occupation Exclusive: Witch Doctor
Level Requirements: Level 10
Use: Imprisons the target within a voodoo golem for up to two minutes.
Consumption: One point of mana is consumed every second, and the consumption doubles every three seconds after ten seconds.
Number of uses: 1\/10
"This is an ancient object, and the mottled traces on it prove that it has witnessed the rise and fall of most of the orcs."
The level of this item is extremely high, and it is "epic-level" purple equipment. Of course, "epic-level" is just a title, and it is far from the real "epic". It stands to reason that this kind of thing is almost rare in the early stage of the game, but it appears in Roddy's hands at this time, but it is also a coincidence.
Unfortunately, it's just a chicken rib.