Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 146 Immortal body?

Finishing is a good virtue of the villain, as well as anyone, and when you remember to check the body, the situation in this case changes.

Looking down into the pit, there is still a slightly complete body? !
"Come again! This old guy doesn't know what else he can do, don't let him harm the world!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

"Well, short...Roel, he's dead..."

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Well, now that there is no human appearance, Roel feels safe.

When the group left, they didn't dare to stay for a long time. The powerful vampire count was still sleeping underground, and here, under the dark castle, a wight suddenly opened its eyes.

His body continued to grow granulation, and then he stood up, the blue flames in his pupils turned into flesh and blood, and finally turned into eyes, and then turned into naked Pete.

He curled up on the ground, trembling constantly, because the pain just now was still on his body, how long has it been since his last death?

"Ah... ah..." His resurrection was not without a price. He tried his best to get up, but his body was as weak as a baby's, and he couldn't speak with his mouth. It would take at least a year to become a normal person again.

Unless... dimension stone!

Although his normal is not normal, the flame of vengeance in his heart is intensifying, and he knows who did the good thing almost without thinking!

"Farmer!" He roared in a hoarse voice, but he never thought that messing with him would be the greatest misfortune in his life.

And the team that walked out of the castle was refreshed at the moment, the peasants had died, Roel had taken revenge, and Elena was similar, but they didn't dare to challenge the real master here.

But after this time, the two evil camps were completely destroyed!
But the war on the plain in the distance was not over. Although Bat Wolf suddenly felt that the command in his mind was gone, he still had the upper hand. Noke clutched his arm. "Back!"

If they knew that the opponent had lost that strange ability, they would never be so afraid, at least they could counterattack normally, but Roel couldn't convey the news, and even he felt that things were normal.

But at this moment, the surrounded knights dare not disperse at will, fearing that they will be defeated one by one by bat wolves. You must know that there are many kingdom knights who can single out ordinary bat wolves with their spears!
Several lords looked livid, they had never seen such a strange situation, but they would not retreat, because the knights of Bretonnia would only die in battle.

"Top, Lord Nok!"

"Boss, Ser Nock!"

"I would rather die on the battlefield than wait for wild beasts to tear my body apart!"

"I'm going to pull out its teeth and put them by my side!"

"Even in the tomb!"

Nock was struggling even more. The price of the lives of hundreds of nobles was obviously too high. If sacrificing him alone could protect so many Bretonnian knights, he was willing.

But...his arm has been...

"Ma'am, let's fight hard once, everyone spread out!"

When the Bretonnians used the original primitive tactics, the knights' fighting instincts were useless?I don't know, maybe the lake god is really blessing something!
The knights scattered abruptly to avoid the attacks of those wild beasts, and they suddenly discovered that those wild beasts no longer had the foresight.

Nock rode the horse with one hand and looked at the high platform of the castle in the distance. It was gone, the damn thing was gone, only black smoke floating in the distance.

"Roel..." He felt sore in his heart. "Good comrades in arms, good comrades in arms." Noke has always been in harmony with farmers, but does he worship a farmer from the bottom of his heart?No.

But now, there is. "Roel killed the enemy commander! These beasts are already blind!"

He waved his broken arm and shouted! "Kill, for the lady!"

Inspired by it, the knights erupted with all their strength, rode spears and swords, and greeted those beasts with mobility.

The knights are not stupid, to deal with them, all dead ends and detours are used!
After a while, the three beasts were riddled with wounds and blood, and lay on the plains of Bretonnia with their eyes closed.

The sky-shattering call was shouted, and the knights shouted. "Roel! Roel!"

The attendants started to collect the dimensional stone in an orderly manner. They did not have magic. If it is a miracle, it is probably because their lives are too cheap.

However, the nobles promised that they would give gold coins to their heirs after sending the Dimensional Stones, and arrange them in a hill next to the noble cemetery, but whether or not they would honor it was another matter, after all, it was an oath to the peasants.

When the huge dimensional stone was loaded into the truck, several attendants pulled it from a distance, and looked at the crystallization of chaotic power in fear.

At this moment in that quaint room in the castle, there was a knock on the door, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the powerful vampire count.

"Come in."

It was a wight, and there was no doubt that this was Pete's family.

"How do you use this thing to see me, my old robe."

Pete was speechless. Before he became famous, this vampire was already the Duke's right-hand man!

Even though they are about the same age now, there is still a big gap between them in terms of status and strength.

The first-generation Granset has always worshiped force, and his view of Pete is only good at using the tool of conspiracy.

The Vampire Earl stood up. He was no different from a normal person except for his fair skin. He straightened his clothes and began to put on the armor. For him, this set of armor bestowed by the Duke was the best dress.

And the scary big depression on the armor had been repaired at some point, and in the dark castle, this armor looked black again.

"Master Granset, I was attacked by that disgusting farm... disgusting hunter assassin, and now there is a little problem with the dimensional stone snatching plan..."

Peter cursed inwardly, cursing secretly, if his plan to seize the lord's body succeeds, he doesn't need to be so humble now, he can stand on his own after completion!

And the count just took up the blade, put on the helmet, and called to the black knight's squire to bring the horse.

"What you owe me, we will figure it out. I will remember it before the Lord Merovingian is resurrected."

He got on his horse and rode out of the castle. Pete in the basement was weakly disconnected, and his whole body was limp on the ground like mud. His drive should not use the eight winds, but he couldn't even stand at the moment.

He could barely speak clearly, and could only rely on the body of the wight. If he hadn't been able to control his subordinates without magic, Pete might be a piece of luncheon meat today.

The team of knights stretched for a long time in the field. They discussed with each other how to calculate the next achievements, and whether they should find a lady to "taste".

Nock suddenly felt his heart speed up, like... He subconsciously looked at a skeleton horse running on the distant plain, and a knight was riding it.

"Hurry... run!" Noke almost subconsciously recognized him, his ancestor!

(End of this chapter)