fragrant.
It smells really good.
After eating the barbecue, Ask put away all the bamboo sticks.
Then he turned around and saw a group of ghouls running up the slope, their sharp claws kicking up flying dust on the mountain road.
If you think about it carefully, it is only natural. If the undead saw a human eating and drinking on the mountain, they would probably not think it was a "provocation" but would suspect that the man was setting an ambush or trap.
For example, causing a landslide to bury and destroy all the undead
So to be on the safe side, the commander will definitely choose to send the undead to kill this guy.
On the battlefield below, the Plantagenet Mercenaries also saw the attack on the distant hillside.
Although this is somewhat politically incorrect, everyone at this moment unanimously speculated that the man must be in great danger.
Who taught you to eat barbecue and drink beer on the edge of the battlefield? You deserve to die!
Ask calmly looked at the ghouls, a low-level undead army... If it were the time when he had just left Constantinople and was dealing with the undead mutation with the Night Watch, he would have been able to ignore the difference in numbers and crush the other side.
At this time, he was already a Lv.18 Law-level warrior with four skills and three specializations in hand. Of course, he was not afraid of these ghouls.
He just stretched out his hand, pulled out a spear from the air with his right hand, and carried it on his right shoulder in a dashing manner.
Jump back!
The zombie in the front pounced up, and Ask jumped back with a gun in hand, stabbing it out in the air.
Even without using the law skills, ordinary martial arts were still very effective in killing these undead. The ghoul was stabbed by the tip of his spear, then lifted up and thrown towards the group of ghouls behind.
Da da da da da!
While the unfortunate zombie was flying in the air, the spear in Ask's right hand had disappeared and turned into a micro submachine gun.
The bullet hit the ghoul, blood and flesh flew everywhere, accelerating it, and it smashed into the group of other ghouls like a cannonball. Ask put away the submachine gun and produced a rocket launcher from his back.
Bang!
Rockets trailing white smoke shot into the group of zombies, blowing them all off the cliff.
Everyone on the battlefield below the mountain:
Wait, what the hell is that magic trick that turns into a gun and a rocket launcher? Is this man eating barbecue on the hillside a supernatural being
After guessing the other party's true identity, everyone in the Plantagenet Mercenaries fell silent.
Immediately afterwards, even stronger resentment arose.
In the mercenary world, most mercenaries absorb spirituality by killing supernatural creatures. These dissipated supernatural powers can only strengthen their bodies or spirits, but cannot give them any sequence abilities.
After all, leveling up by taking potions is a resource that only a few people can enjoy.
Therefore, even in the extremely prestigious Plantagenet Mercenary Group on the continent, people with levels of transcendence do not form the majority. Grassroots team leaders can usually exchange potions for their military exploits and upgrade to Lv.1-Lv.4, gaining abilities without affecting fertility.
If you want to upgrade to Lv.5 or above, then you are basically someone who has made up his mind to dedicate his life to the mercenary business, usually the backbone of a local branch, such as the leader or the main attacker. As for the law level above Lv.10, they are basically expert elite mercenaries who are trained by the team headquarters.