"I'm so stupid, really..."
I knew that the wild team was unreliable, and the random combinations were basically cheating goods. For example, the archer was short-sighted, the priest would sleepwalk and hang up when he started a battle, the warrior added a bit of Quanzhi, all the talent skills had bargaining and diplomacy, and the mage forgot to bring the magic book. And Xiao Lan Ping, as long as you can't think of it, you can't meet it, there is no worst pit but more pit, but this time I just tried to be convenient and accepted the invitation casually.
"Hunting the undead? Why do I think it's the undead hunting us!"
While running, we roared, and behind us was a whole brigade of undead. When did this start? Since when have we been chased by it.
Perhaps, it was from some savage man with a huge body, holding a branch with leaves in one hand to cover his face, while walking on tiptoe, whispering "You can't see me, you can't see me" , Under the watchful eyes of the public, under the gaze of the olfactory blood clan with the eyes of "you are teasing me", when sneaking a sneak attack
Perhaps it was the girl named Betty, or the kid named Betty, who had already ended the hunt, and the big wave of bone cavalrymen were on their way, but they still insisted on knocking out all the golden teeth of the corpse witch before they were willing to leave. .
Perhaps, it was when the dwarf aunt fired a super long-range heavy artillery, but mistakenly missed the Cyclops in the middle of the mountain
In short, our current situation is probably caused by these pit father teammates! Sure enough, the most deadly is the pig teammates!
"Pig teammates? Daddy teammates? You forgot who insisted on taking local materials and making bone soup for everyone to drink! It's not that you wasted time, we ran away, okay?"
Heloise seemed to disagree.
"Huh. You don't understand, bone elves are even more rare and rare. Use it to make soup, nourish your face, and increase your magic power!"
"... You are so proud, it seems that your craftsmanship is not bad."
"Of course, I used to be the chef when we went on adventures together. The most important thing for going out on an adventure is to have a good chef, otherwise, no matter if you are a demigod or an epic, you will still be hungry when you should be hungry, but you will not be hungry enough to yourself. , is also disgusting enough. Look at me, wrap the two seasonings, not to mention the toxins of the bone elves, and even the fishy smell is gone. Heloise, didn't you drink two bowls yourself?"
"... Indeed, it's delicious. But why don't you say it first, it actually has the effect of drowsiness, and it caused us to sleep until we were surrounded by groups!"
"Ha ha ha, didn't I forget? It can increase magic power. The principle is to promote the concentration of meditation. Isn't meditation just falling asleep, which naturally has some sleeping effect... "
The dead cat has been staring at me with an unhappy face, well, I admit, I also have a little, maybe a little bit of responsibility for the chasing soldiers behind me, but at least not all of it! Nor is it the primary responsibility!
"Tsk, the way a man shirks his responsibilities is really ugly."
Looking back, there are basically no low-level skeletons, zombies, and low-level mummies. The ones who can keep up are medium and high-level goods such as skeleton cavalry. After a little estimation, there are about forty or fifty. There are more after being stopped. It is definitely not something that our team can handle. Well, at least it is not something that the strength on the surface can handle.
"Oh, these guys can't figure it out if they don't move. If they do, I'm not leaking the bottom... No, why should I avoid exposing my strength, why should I run away? I don't need to run away at all!"
Suddenly, I figured it out. I just wanted to see the situation on the battlefield and the lives of the contracted warriors. At most, I would secretly help a wood spirit to make their plans and schemes succeed. Eating tigers, why worry about exposure
So, I turned around without hesitation.
"For the Holy Light..."
"Do not impulse!"
"Sure enough, Paladins like to have their brains hot at critical moments. It's true to stare at him."
Before I could draw my sword, the dwarf aunt and the pseudonym priest dragged me from left to right, and ran with them...
"Hey, hey, I'm going to kill them!"
"Well, um, you're amazing, we know that. I heard from the sister who is the priest of the Holy Light, that under the guidance of the Holy Light, the Paladin will never be afraid..."
Even so, Betty's eyes were filled with pity, as if she was looking at a hopeless mad believer who was insane.
"Cough, I heard from the old wine barrel in my house that the paladin has the post-sacrifice syndrome, but at least sacrifice when it's worth it, young, young, don't forget about it, auntie, I am one hundred and thirty-six Now, tell you, the world is not as bad as you think..."
The dwarf aunt is direct, but why does this word seem to exhort a fool who is about to commit suicide.
"I really did it, I didn't plan to sacrifice, and I didn't force it!"
"Well, well, I trust you."
What does this unanimous perfunctory and sympathy mean, I can really kill them!
"Ah, let me go, I'm not crazy, let me kill them..."
…
In the depths of the mountains, a temporary cottage has been built. Simple logs are piled up to form a protective wall. The scattered tents are the camp. But if someone underestimates the defense of this temporary station, then the wood on the wall Ling's specially made magical parasitic vines and big trees will teach him how to behave.
Originally, this was a key node in the execution of the mission. Ordinary adventurer teams were only allowed to enter when they were short of supplies and injured. However, due to some special "reasons", there were much more people here than expected.
And after a busy day... Well, it should be said that after a long day of running, the hungry and tired team decided to go to the meeting place to rest early.
"Look, it's them."
"I X, we ran for a full three hours."
"You guys are pretty good. The Shield of Glory just killed a high-ranking abomination, and they didn't even get the trophies to prove the record. They ran away. That's nearly 100 justice points."
The "Mu Ling is super cute" team is famous... If you drag a group of wild monsters across the entire war zone, the result is like a snowball that rolls bigger and bigger. I'm afraid you will also become famous, in the name of the team's hind legs, in the name of professional pig teammates!
Now, no matter where we go, I am afraid there will be someone pointing at "this stupid pig teammate!".
In the face of the ridicule of other adventurers, the other members of the team were extremely calm and seemed to be used to it. No wonder they couldn't find teammates.
Betty smeared the strange mucus on her face, as if she was doing beauty treatments. Argen happily continued to perfect her "stealth suit", adding new leaves and coloring it... To be honest, although many thieves will Add a color to your clothes to match the sneak, but Agen adds some leaves to the two tree branches... Now I still use local materials, and I tied two more rotten cabbage and a carrot, which is better than doing nothing. Conspicuous! Or maybe he's going to sell vegetables to the undead... Can I pretend I don't know him! I really don't know him!
As for the dwarf girl... She is only over a hundred years old, so what kind of aunt is she? If she is an aunt, what am I who is over 300 years old? uncle
Ahem, let's get down to business, this little girl Mary has inherited the tradition of the dwarves. After selling three glasses of wine, she is already dancing with joy. Of course, the dance of the dwarf mother... From a distance, the barrels are dancing!
Judging from the irony of these three guys looking at others, their eyes and their indifferent attitude, it is not the first time that they have done this, which means that they have cheated a lot of people before, and they are used to ignoring the contempt of others.
The only normal person in the team, the handsome bard, happily adapted today's deeds into a bar tune, singing while playing. Of course, art comes from life, and the difference between the plot and the real plot is completely understandable , beautifying the protagonist is a compulsory course for every author. but…
"It is understandable to kill a group of skeletons and upgrade it to a group of ghouls. Obviously, it is just a corpse witch. It can be said that it is dazzling to be regarded as a demigod mummy. The legion led by the army for three days and three nights, fought hard in the small universe and killed the leader of the epic lich, as well as the hero save the beauty and the princess here and there, this is too ridiculous, too shameless! It is completely unreasonable!"
"... Brother Roland, you don't know. If you don't want to be a place in this year, serious storytelling has long been out of date. If you don't starve to death, you will change your career. The more unreasonable the plot, the more eye-catching and thrilling it is. The more exciting the story is, the more money the audience will reward, even if everyone knows it's nonsense, but Lele will do, who will take it seriously. This is the market!"
Well, being taught by a native of another world to cater to the market, I'm pretty drunk.
Watching these scumbags get worse and worse, I shook my head and went to do my own thing.
In the middle of the camp, there is a huge ancient tree. Although there is no tree that reaches the sky like the Forest of Dreams, it is at least a few hundred years old. Two days ago, there was still nothing here.
There are treants and wood spirits cruising around, and it is not that there are no adventurers looking for news, but all ordinary adventurers who approach here will be stopped. Seeing me walking past, some enthusiastic people shouted.
"Don't go there, those wood spirits won't let people pass through at all..."
Before I finished speaking, I had already crossed the blockade line, but those wood spirits and guards turned a blind eye, as if they didn't see it.
And then, the big man who was talking ran to try himself, but before he got close, the suddenly rising wall of thorns and the wood spirits were full of vigilant and hostile eyes, making him stay away, he could only laugh twice and return to the original place. land.
However, the person who witnessed this scene remembered the appearance of the young man who just entered, and quickly inquired about which team he belonged to. After all, only "that person" was allowed to enter before, and he was the adventurer leader in this operation. But this unfamiliar young man received the same treatment. Even if there is nothing special about him, I am afraid that the relationship with the wood spirit family is very unusual, so there is a need to investigate.
Of course, I didn't know that these things had entered the ancient tree house, but to my surprise, I met a human here.
Blonde shawl, blue eyes and white skin, the black armor is shimmering with a dull gold of pure gold, the black gloves are also engraved with powerful magic patterns, and the magic wave of the gem sword is so strong that you can feel it outside the door. Is this handsome guy strong? I don't know, but it's definitely rich and true, and none of this full-body gear is below epic.
I naturally know this kind of burnt bag. The head of the super mercenary group Westwood Guardian, "Black Watcher" Keith Elon, is also the adventurer "Presidential Decree" who participated in this operation. Of course, it is only in name.
But I hated him right away, just because...
"I think the team with the strange name that caused the confusion should be punished, otherwise if everyone follows suit and doesn't obey orders, I'm afraid the organization will be in chaos in the future..."
In the hall, there are all three virtues, but only Samantha is in charge. Facing Case's righteous opinion, she shook her head coldly, but when she saw me coming, she rarely took the initiative to turn around. He shook his head and squeezed out a smile.
"You are here."
"Well, how is the seed, is it going well?"
"It has already begun to germinate, and the incubation period can be completed within two days, and then it can be activated at any time to enter the next stage."
Case was full of surprise. He was also surprised to see other humans in this core area, but I had no intention of talking to me.
Approaching the core of the hall, the heart of the tree is trembling slightly, like the heart of a living creature, and beneath it, there is a huge amount of life energy dormant and accumulating. Unstoppable like a volcanic eruption.
The seed of the Forest of Dreams is also the hope of the wood spirit family.
When this seed germinates, the sky-covering tree will rise from the ground, and the new forest of dreams will gradually grow, and the sleeping Amyra will also have a new field.
Although the seeds must be supported by the mother, the roots of the forest of dreams arrived here ten days ago. This ancient tree that covers the sky is actually only a part of the roots. Once the disguise is torn off, the new forest of dreams will be Rapidly taking shape, Amyra will also become stronger, gaining new nutrient supplies and territories.
And this is obviously not what the undead expected to see. For Amyra's plane will to come, the seeds must take root and germinate to a certain extent. This takes time, and the spreading grassland wildfires can only be extinguished at the beginning. , The undead are not blind. When the plane will expand its domain, the rules of the entire world will be touched by it, and this most vulnerable period will make it the target of the enemy.
Obviously, as long as the seeds are allowed to germinate here, the City of the Undead will definitely take action, and there will definitely be a hard battle to fight. , The wood spirits' judgment is not wrong, and I also hope that the realm of the Forest of Dreams can be expanded, so that Amela will wake up sooner.
Since Samantha said everything was fine with the seeds, I nodded and didn't ask any further questions. It would be more appropriate to leave this to an expert.
"you are?"
It was Case who raised his own question. He felt that the person in front of him was familiar, but he couldn't remember seeing him there.
"Who am I? Don't you even recognize the person you want to punish?"