Ride and Cut

"Many?" Richard sneered again and again, as if mocking the other party's ignorance and contempt.

"Aren't there many?" Annie asked unconvincingly. "It's more than enough to cover the entire Ripper. Richard, you are too greedy."

"According to the records of the Dark Source Light Church, the stronger and healthier, the more magically resisting the amazing life, the more magic power is needed for semi-undead." Lord Lord sighed and explained patiently, "So ordinary people only If you need a unit, it’s usually around 20 for the big-bellied guys under me."

"The magic power that was saved by killing more than 100,000 undead souls, more than 100,000! Only enough for five hundred people, do you think this can be called much?" He rolled his eyes at Annie.

"Okay." The half-elf chick kept silent.

"Then if you are half-dead, how many units do you need?" Bucklan was suddenly curious.

The higher and stronger the magic resistance, the more magic power is needed. And Richard seems to have reached the pinnacle in these two aspects.

"Carlos said that all these ten thousand units of magic power hit me, and there is a high probability that I won't be able to hit a splash." The lord's smile was very embarrassing, and he quickly took a cup of water to cover it.

He did have the idea of ​​learning Holy Light Divine Art, and felt that the line "Judge you on behalf of the Holy Light" was very suitable for him, and he eagerly asked Carlos for help.

The latter witnessed the stalwart performance of his lord standing still and resisting more than a dozen magics without breaking even the oily skin. It was extremely regrettable on the spot that it was better not to waste precious undead magic power easily.

After the resistance is high to a certain level, the benefits that can be brought by increasing the magic input will be very limited, and the consumption will increase exponentially. The reserve of 10,000 units in the book of the dead seems to be a lot, but it is too exaggerated to withstand the resistance of the lord.

Richard had the urge to prove himself by spending a lot of money. Fortunately, his reason was still online, and he was forced to restrain him and not be stupid.

"Pump." Annie still didn't stretch herself, she smiled like a silver bell and trembled.

"Laugh, laugh, sooner or later, your little hoof will cry." The lord was full of grief.

"Richard, have you considered the semi-undead of the symptom vassals?" Buckland said abruptly, "Bunnymen and Goatmen are too skinny. If ordinary people need a unit, half of them may be enough. Even if the elemental talent is poor and the success rate is low, it's still a good deal on average."

"Right." The half-elf girl's eyes lit up, "The ability to cast spells has nothing to do with the body. Choosing them is really cost-effective."

Although she didn't know much about magic, if 10,000 units of undead magic power were regarded as 10,000 gold coins, how to spend it was quite calculating.

"Haha, what do you mean?" Richard said with a look of whether you two regard me as a mentally retarded expression. "The vassal people also have no lack of courage. After mastering the Holy Light God, they are fully capable of being a good army pastor. Of course I am. I thought about it. And it’s not just about consideration. Recently, Alpine Fort has begun to exchange dried meat for more vassals with other tribes, and even conducted two rounds of preliminary selection. You probably didn't pay attention."

"Why is Richard so smart now?" Annie muttered suspiciously.

"This person has always been very active, but he doesn't bother to move every day." Bucklan said in a deep voice, "Nizi, be careful of him and be careful of being deceived."

"Go and go." The lord waved his hand, "but seriously, now I need a group of fighters with fist magic skills and both hands, and the vassal people are really not qualified."

Richard chose Tiger Spirit.

Because throughout the entire Ripper Legion, the height of the highland barbarians and tiger spirits, who are generally about two blades and full of muscles, are actually the smallest except the Kaisgar.

Being small means that the semi-undead will consume less mana, the same 10,000 units, of course, one more can be transformed.

However, the top barbarian soldiers are all mastering madness, and the magic resistance is different from ordinary people, and they have to be excluded. Therefore, Tiger Spirit is already the most "economical" choice, not one of them.

In addition, they have a part of the elven blood after all, and the elemental talents are not bad, but Lord Lord has high hopes. He looked like an old farmer guarding his own field, and with a simple desire for a good harvest, he pointed to a few more pastors.

As for why there is a need for a group of fighters who can fight and know magic arts, he didn't say, and the other two people didn't plan to ask.

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On the broad and flat school field, the voices of people were tumultuous, seeming to melt the biting cold of Winter a little bit.

The ground was cold and hard, and more than five hundred tiger spirits were sitting on the futon, listening to Carlos's lecture.

They are all carefully selected minority groups, with full foreheads, clear eyes, and thirty-two teeth. According to folk rumors, they are all external manifestations of elemental talent.

It is difficult to verify the authenticity of these statements, at least Richard doesn't believe it, because Master Dupont obviously does not conform to the same. But in line with the principle of preferring to believable and not believable, they are still selected by pinching their noses.

The expressions of the first seeded players of the Gaoshan Fort Pastor Group were very serious.

To contain the magic power of the undead in a living person is tantamount to letting clear springs and raging fire coexist, and making tigers and sheep coexist. A delicate and fragile balance must be maintained at all times to avoid direct confrontation and conflict between the two sides. This level of danger is no less than walking a tightrope, and a slight inadvertent beating is an inevitable outcome.

Therefore, the semi-dead death rate remains high.

Practitioners need to abandon all eager thoughts ~www.readwn.com~ a little bit of self-realization, and gradually tap a higher limit. In the end, it will take at least three or five years of water milling time to gradually master the wonderful state of non-life and non-death before entering the magical path of the Dark Source Light Sect.

The whole process requires patience, time, life to death, courage and perseverance. Although the requirements for talent are slightly lower, the overall difficulty has not dropped at all.

But now that there is a book of the dead, everything becomes simple. It is enough to let them know what is going on, and there is no need to involve those too subtle contents. It only took Carlos about an hour, and he felt that he had already spoken very clearly.

But there is still an hour before Buckland chooses the best time based on the hydrological astrology. Even if all the preparations are in place, the schedule cannot be changed easily.

Richard felt that this was even more nonsense, stupefied to add a bit of feudal superstition to serious and formal magic activities. Fortunately, there is not a regular mage in Gaoshan Fort, otherwise he would have to be **** off on the spot.

But still that sentence, I would rather believe it if it is not trustworthy than not. Lord Lord really hopes that there will be more pastors, a little caring is messy.