Ride and Cut

Carlos is the leader of a sect.

In theory, gods do not distinguish between high and low. Since they are all spokespersons of the gods on the earth, he should be at the same level as the one who is admired by the Vatican.

Of course, theory belongs to theory, and reality belongs to reality.

Although the current belief structure is dominated by the Holy Light Church, the remaining share is basically occupied by the Ice and Snow Goddess Church, and the rest of the factions are overwhelmed. But it is so miserable that there are only three or five kittens and puppies that are difficult to maintain. Unfortunately, Carlos's sect is one of them.

Although they had a deep relationship with the Bright Church, they have long been unacceptable by the world, who contained the content of the undead in their teachings. As early as hundreds of years ago, he gave up public preaching, and instead lived in his own wilderness residence, relying on educating offspring and occasionally adopting babies for family inheritance.

If a sect falls into this field, the leader is more like a small gang leader than a spokesperson for the gods on the ground.

Carlos is the adopted baby. According to the elders, he is extremely talented and must be the one who will revitalize the church in the future.

As for what counts as revitalization-Carlos feels that it is necessary to expand the scale to more than 50 people, so that a few people can be allocated to specialize in manure retting, and the land will become more and more productive.

You can even raise a few cows, and the little guys will never be hungry all day.

The simple pastoral dream suddenly disappeared one morning. They woke up and found that their stronghold was surrounded by sea-like undead. Skeletons, zombies, mummies and even stitch monsters filled the entire range of sight.

All the cubs of wild boar and yellow sheep that spent a whole year of hard domestication have been killed, and even the leash meat has been swallowed into the stomach by the undead, and there is no bone scum left. If there is no further action, they will be swallowed next.

This is not a big problem, after all, they are a once glorious sect, not just ignorant refugees.

The sect's classics record semi-dead secrets, which can make people fall into a mysterious state that is neither life nor death. It is a prerequisite for practicing the follow-up magic arts and seeing all mysteries.

Although most of these more than ten people do not have even the slightest magical qualifications, because the food in the wilderness is often scarce, and the semi-undead can resist the suffering of hunger a little, everyone happens to be very familiar with this skill.

Although only half-dead, it was enough to fool the resurgents to treat them as the same.

As a result, the entire sect was dragged into the undead army in such a vague way, and marched toward the west mightily.

This situation is certainly not optimistic-even if the doctrine contains undead content, after all, it only exists as a tool and means, and it does not mean that you are really ready to give up living life.

During the period, Carlos didn't try to take the church members to escape, but there seemed to be a kind of order restriction among the resurgent army. If they act out of bounds, they will immediately be intimidated. Cultists who have long been accustomed to shoveling food in the soil have never seen such a posture.

Carlos looked up at the flying dragoons flying past, and sighed worriedly.

Since five days ago, this kind of prying and investigating has never stopped. Obviously, the other party who is about to fight is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

This further strengthened his idea of ​​anointing the soles of his feet. After all, the power of the church members was too weak, and being involved in a fight between the two powers was like a chicken egg caught in the middle of a grinding plate.

Thinking of the egg, Carlos started to feel hungry again. After all, the semi-undead is not a real undead, and it is impossible to avoid eating or drinking at all.

In the past few days, even if he can get a little food occasionally, he has set an example to distribute it to the underage religious people. He has only eaten half of the raw fern root and was almost poisoned. It's no exaggeration to say that now looking at the zombies around you, I want to take a bite.

This thought was so disgusting, Carlos shuddered, forbidding himself to think further.

"You have to quickly find a chance to take everyone to escape." He said to himself over and over again.

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"You got the goblin ruins, when are you going to set me free?" Elizabeth followed the lord's **** and asked persistently.

"Immediately, but what are you going to do after you are free?" Richard was annoyed with two big heads on top of his head.

After knowing that the site itself was a perfect floating fortress, the lord was excited and thought of a very realistic question-the site and the ground are separated by a layer of soil hundreds of yards thick, how to get the floating fortress out?

He asked Liola about this at the time, and it turned out that according to the design of the Goblin, the full activation of the steam ball would cause a volcanic eruption, and the fortress would rush out of the ground along with it.

Although I wanted to get the floating fort out immediately, the Iron King and Tiger Spirit were all allies of the Alpine Fortress anyway. Richard was not so frantic enough to destroy their homeland, so he could only temporarily withdraw from the goblin ruins with Liola.

However, the magic equipment used to condense the smoke was not large, and it was carried away in the space ring.

This is an obsidian block whose length, width and height are about one edge, with a hemispherical pit on the top, and a silver metal stick with a palm length. Looking at it separately, the two things are unremarkable, and nothing special can be found.

But if the short stick is thrown into the round pit, it will neither fall to the bottom nor detach, but float in mid-air, revealing an unusual side.

It is very simple and convenient to use. You only need to continuously input the earth magic power into the obsidian base, and a beam of light can be emitted directly from the metal rod.

This light is also extremely magical, and it can only be used as a flashlight when it shines on other things. But when Richard experimented with the poisonous miasma floating above the magma, a "stone" immediately condensed and floated in the foggy sea.

With the light removed, the steel-like tough fog stone escaped again into poisonous miasma, and it was amazed to see him and Liola, two unseen turtles.

Although the name of this "smoke state converter" is strange, according to the booklet, it was a great treasure even in the heyday of goblins. As long as there is enough magic power supply, the condensed fog stone can be maintained almost indefinitely.

So even after ten thousand years, the lifting mechanism composed of fog stones is still functioning well.

After Richard returned to Alpine Castle, he was naturally showing off, and Elizabeth saw it in his eyes. She was really not stupid, and immediately understood that the lord of the alpine castle had mastered the goblin ruins, so she began to appeal for her freedom.

"First, go back to the blood pool to replenish my soul source and restore my strength." Elizabeth said for granted, "I don't plan to live in that boring desert afterwards. I will ask you to help me return to this world at that time."

"Oh, then?" Lord Lord's eyes seemed to be kind to a mentally handicapped.

This little hoof dared to speak out the plan in front of him is purely stupid, and if he doesn't take the opportunity to talk about it, it will be even more stupid among stupid eggs.

"The book says that money is necessary to live in this world, but I don't even have a copper coin at the moment." Elizabeth pointed to the contiguous sea of ​​bitter flowers not far away.

Under the effect of soil fertility, the flowering period of this tough wilderness plant has been extended to nearly half a year, even in winter, it will not be afraid of the cold and bloom in the wind, which is very rare.

"I can take care of the nursery plants for Alpine Fort. According to the regulations, you should pay me a salary, and I will leave when I save enough money."

"Okay, we are also old acquaintances. I will definitely hire you when that happens." Richard nodded cheerfully, "How about giving you a salary of one gold coin a week?"

"The book says that novice gardeners generally only get three or four silver coins." Elizabeth was still a little hesitant.

She may vaguely feel that this stingy man is so generous and a bit abnormal, but the experience gained entirely from reading is ultimately too superficial, and she doesn't understand where the problem is.

"No problem, but there is going to be a war now," the lord slapped Elizabeth on the shoulder with a smile, and said kindly, "It's not safe on the way to start now, so let's wait until the war is over."

"You are really a noble who keeps your promise!" Elizabeth left happily.

Leaving Richard in place, his face occasionally showed an extremely insidious and sly smile, making passers-by look far away and make detours.

"Annie." The lord suddenly noticed that the half-elf girl did not know when she had come not far away, and was looking at him inexplicably.

"Ahem, doesn't Elizabeth like reading very much?" Richard quickly scowled and bluffed people with a serious look.

"Yes, I prefer pictures about travel and gardening." Annie was really bluffed, frowning and said seriously, "I don't think this is a big deal, just pass the time."

"So." Richard snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "You will remove all the albums in the future, and find more of the most brain-dead and passionate knight for her. The honor is my life and destiny throughout the story. The kind that the monarch died in battle."

"Elizabeth knows very little."

"Then you read it to her."

"Can it be useful?" Annie immediately understood his intentions and said hesitantly.

"Why it's useless." The Lord lord waved his hand plausibly, "She has lived alone since she was born and now is a blank sheet of paper. You can draw anything on it, and you can definitely shape her three views. Great. Wouldn't it be a waste of time not to make use of it!"

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"Follow me, everyone, ready to run away at any time." Carlos whispered his lips and whispered to the church members around him, and he didn't even dare to speak a little louder.

He always felt that the undead army around him seemed scattered, but in fact, every move followed a deeper order, not as dull as the sect classics said.

In order to prevent the abnormality from being discovered, all the church members, including himself, are trying their best to imitate the actions of the undead. If you don't have special needs, you will never speak. You must speak and keep your voice down as much as possible.

As early as a few days ago, Carlos had already understood that the only chance to escape was to wait for the undead to fight their opponents and leave in chaos.

But right now, the towering castle on the other side of the distant river is already in sight.

The lord’s army did not guard the lonely city, but spread out along the banks of the river on both sides of the castle. Carlos had read some military books and knew that they were fighting half-way through the idea.

Moreover, the lineup of the defending army is also extremely majestic-that burly figure and sophisticated equipment are at least an elite squad leader in any legion. It is hard to imagine that they are just ordinary soldiers here.

There are even many giants in the queue, ranging from three or five blades to more than ten blades, standing there like a hill. Wearing heavy armor and holding a stainless steel mace, you can smash the elephant with one stick!

The mixed cavalry brigade composed of centaur and terrestrial dragon is standing by at the side and rear, and is not ready to conceal its deeds-it is impossible to conceal it, they are too tall and too strong! Carlos couldn't help wondering, can anyone really resist this cavalry charge in the field?

The flying dragoons, led by a genuine dragon knight, took off on a run-up, with their feet all hooked into a net of stones. Although there are dozens of people tightly, a pair of wide wings are connected together, covering the sun in the sky, making the surroundings dark.

How many archers and bed crossbows are hidden in the castle, hard to say, but certainly not few. Because occasionally the sun shines, there will always be a series of cold lights in the window!

In the face of the boundless army of resuscitators, there was no commotion in the strict array, and it was calm and calm from beginning to end. It seems that everything in front of me is just a breeze, which is not worthy of their movement at all!

Such an army, without even having to do it, can make most of its opponents give up resistance with its momentum!

But even so, Carlos did not expect them to win. I just secretly prayed that at least not to lose too fast, so as to give myself and the group a chance to escape.

Because mixed traces have been in the undead army for so many days, the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

If you want to divide the undead into three, six or nine classes, this one is definitely the first class in the first class, the top class in the top class. Almost every resuscitator is a leader of its kind!

Even the skeleton soldiers, all of them are stout, strong bones, and the fire of the soul is burning vigorously. At a glance, they know that they are all elites in their lives. It is foreseeable that if you really start your hands, it will be even more powerful than ordinary living soldiers. It is not the legendary farmer who can deal with three or four crappy things~www.readwn.com~ and this is only the lowest level of skeleton soldiers. , And there are zombies and mummies that are more powerful than ever!

There are also stitched monsters with countless bodies stitched together, almost as big as a giant!

There are also many high-level undead such as death knights, bone swordsmen, and zombie leaders!

I have even seen a lot of undead spellcasters-you must know that due to their inherent disability, it is much more difficult for resuscitators to cross the threshold of spellcasting than humans!

Coupled with the natural advantage of the undead army-not afraid of death, even if the battle reaches the last person, morale will not drop at all.

If the number difference is not too big, Carlos also believes that the local lord has the possibility of victory. But right now the scale gap is really huge, and it has reached the point where the two sides are not at the same level at all!

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