The barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

Chapter 221 Is He Something Worthy of My Attention
In the hunting camp, young master Traore was sulking by the campfire.

Hunting was his hobby, and the feeling of riding a steed in the wilderness and woods made him very happy, but today, even though he was on the hunting ground, he fell into an incomparably depressed state.

After all, hunting today is not just about getting prey.

Now the target has run away with others, what else is he playing?
Someone nearby looked at the young master's unhappy appearance, and said in a low voice, "Master, why don't we beat that guy secretly? Anyway, he's just a commoner, and it won't hurt if he beats him."

"No!" The young master immediately shook his head and refused, "Sister Corinna will be angry!"

"It's okay, let's do it secretly. For example, on the way back, we will cover his head with a few sticks, so that no one will know that we did it."

"." The young master was a little moved.

That guy is really annoying.

He looks better than him, and the only hunting skill he is good at is also better than him by a lot. It really makes people of the same sex not like him, and it's good to beat him to relieve his anger.

It's just that the young master, who has always followed a good education, is not very good at this kind of nasty behavior of sneak attacking behind the scenes. He has never done such a thing before, and he is really worried about this unknown behavior in his heart.

The man wanted to continue persuading him, but suddenly he heard noises from around him.

"All vigilance!"

When everyone looked up, it was the voice of the surrounding guards.

"Master."

The man who looked like the captain of the attendants rested his palm on the long sword at his waist, and his face under the helmet looked solemn.

"leave here."

The young master looked blank: "What's the matter? Has something happened?"

The captain of the attendant nodded lightly, and looked into the distance: "There is the breath of a monster over there."

The young master still wanted to ask what it was that came, but he quickly shut up.

Seconds after the guards issued their warning, he saw the puddle of slimy creatures wriggling wildly towards them like caterpillars.

"It's a Rotten Short-lived Ghost!" "The face of the captain of the attendant changed drastically, "Master, let's go!" ! "

Young Master Traore's face was not very good-looking either.

Because he likes hunting, he has learned some knowledge about monsters, and knows the difficulties of "rotten short-lived ghosts".

Once you are accidentally infected with the "Curse of Rot", there will be no bad reaction for a while, and there will be no excessive pain-after all, when you can react to the abnormality of your body, your body is almost finished.

And, it's not over yet.

Once corroded by the "Curse of Rot" and turned into filthy human beings, they will also harm the surroundings.

The body is the best container for humans to store magic power. Once they decay, the magic power in the body will overflow into the air and become entangled with the natural magic power, which will cause the natural magic power to be polluted.

If other people accidentally supplement themselves with these magic powers during the training of magic or martial arts, then they will also be corroded by the "Curse of Rot".

This is a very bad disaster.

"Walk."

Knowing the importance of the matter, the young master immediately got on the horse, and his companions jumped on the horses that did not belong to them in a panic, and started to run away.

The horse under him also instinctively sensed the crisis of life.

Under the threat of death, creatures often arouse abilities beyond what they should.

The horse at this moment showed that he was faster than usual.

However, they are not the only ones whose lives are threatened.

"Oops."

Seeing the "rotten short-lived ghost" getting closer and closer to himself and the others, the captain of the attendant keenly discovered that the current state of this monster was unusual.

As far as he knew, the entire body of the "Rotten Short-Lived Ghost" was supposed to be a dirty greenish-brown color, but now, the color of its body had turned to pure dark green.

This means that the magic power in its body is being consumed rapidly. Similarly, it also means that the fighting power of this "rotten short-lived ghost" is at its peak.

It's not something they can handle anymore.

The truly elite fighters were all recruited into his camp by the Marquis. The strength of the entourage of these young masters was not that strong. Even he barely reached the top of the first order, and it could not even be regarded as touching the ceiling.

For a moment, the thought of running away rose in the captain's mind.

He knew that as long as he ran fast enough and didn't use magic power, he shouldn't suffer any harm, but they were guards, and they had to stand in front of the young master and others before they ran far.

"Everyone! Get ready to fight!!" The captain of the attendants roared, "Remember, restrain your instincts, and don't absorb the magic power in the air to replenish after releasing your martial skills!!"

"clear!!!"

The attendants squeezed the weapons in their hands, arranged the formation, and the magic power circulated in the body, and at the same time, the words of the captain were replayed in their minds all the time.

They stared at the back of the captain of the attendants, and only waited for his order to give the monster the strongest blow, while the captain of the attendants was staring firmly at the "rotten short-lived ghost" itself.

When the distance between it and himself and the others was close to a certain level, the captain of the attendants gave an order.

"attack!!"

In an instant, the attendants held the weapons in their hands with brilliant magic power and charged.

There are not many of them, but due to their excellent combat training, the momentum ignited by their mutual cooperation is really not small.

However, there is only momentum and no effect.

In front of a second-order monster, there are still second-order monsters with special attributes, and their strength is far from enough.

"squeak--"

The "rotten short-lived ghost" screamed and raised its long whip, and with just one swing, it easily defeated those who stood in its way.

This is a pure power gap, a head-on conflict, and it is impossible for the attendants to overcome it.

With one blow, several servants including the captain of the servants lost their ability to fight back. They flew in all directions, and when they fell to the ground, almost all their internal organs were displaced, and it was no longer possible to block its path.

"Damn it"

The captain of the attendants was full of despair at the moment.

According to the habit of "Rotten Ghoul", after defeating the creatures, it will forcibly inject a sufficient amount of "curse" into their bodies, and then stimulate the power to accelerate them into a puddle of mud, absorb them, and replenish themselves magic.

The human body is one of the best containers for magic power, and they are good food for spiritual monsters.

He has seen his end.

"Father, Mother, Tina."

The captain of the attendant closed his eyes, and a series of gentle smiling faces of relatives flashed in his mind.

He knew that this was a revolving lantern before death.

However, after walking around for a long time, recreating all the faces of his relatives, and then his mind went blank because he really had nothing to talk about, the captain of the attendant came to his senses.

It seems like nothing's wrong with me?
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that although all of his companions had injuries, none of them was missing, and they were all sitting on the ground scratching their heads blankly.

"Captain." Someone asked puzzledly, "Why aren't we dead?"

"This"

The captain of the entourage was also a little confused.

"I don't know what to say, where the monster just ran to."

"Oh." The companions pointed to one side, "Over there."

The captain's face changed drastically.

The direction the companion pointed was exactly where the young master and the others left.

"almost."

Lynn stopped chasing and looked up into the distance.

"This direction, if nothing else happens, it should be able to find them."

"Calculate the distance. When it is found, there should not be much magic power left."

"Well, you can go back, right."

Lin En whispered a little to the shadow around him, and when he looked up again, the shadow around him obviously dissipated a bit.

And when he was talking with No. [-], the barrage in front of him kept circulating.

[Over there, is the place where the little Bi Zaizhi ran away from the Marquis's house, right?Is Enbao so vengeful? 】

[Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but it is not impossible even today! 】

[That brat is really annoying, his words always make me feel physically uncomfortable. 】

[After all, he is from Tianlong, so we assholes will be ghosts if we like it. 】

[I don't support harming innocent people, but for these feudal scum, I agree with crushing them with both hands! 】

"."

Lynn looked at the bullet screen in front of him, his eyes were a little confused.

"what are you guys saying?"

A question mark appeared on the barrage.

【what?Lynn, didn't you guide that bastard in that direction to chase that kid? 】

"Why am I chasing him?" Lynn asked strangely, "Is he something worthy of my attention?"

"Compared to children, the goal in that direction is the key."

After running wildly for about 5 minutes, the horse under its crotch seemed to have lost its threat, and its speed gradually slowed down.

Feeling the relaxation of the horse, young master Traore let out a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the depression he had just had.

Seeing him stop, his companions also stopped moving forward, patting their chests to ease their emotions.

"Alive."

After relaxing, they started discussing about the talents again.

"What happened to that monster just now, it feels like it's gone crazy."

"That's right, it scared me to death."

"Looking at it like that, it's running and flying. Could it be that it's also being hunted down?"

"Pull it down, who else in this land can hunt and kill Tier [-] monsters besides uncle? And if uncle, can he care about our life or death?"

".I think he really doesn't care about us."

"."

They speculated about various reasons, fantasized about various possibilities, and joked and relaxed from time to time, but none of them cared about the life and death of the guards.

"Master." Someone asked aloud, "Now, where should we go?"

"." Young Master Traore pondered for a moment, scratching his head, "I don't know either."

The original camp should not be able to go back, and it seems a little bad to go home, after all, his father is still outside.

After thinking about it, he said, "Why don't we wait here now?"

"here?"

Everyone hesitated.

Their hunting point was not too far from the jurisdiction of the Marquis, but it wasn't very close either. There was still a road in the middle of the wilderness.

At this moment, they are in a place where the birds don't shit.

stay here?

Then really just wait.

Just when everyone was hesitating whether to make another proposal, someone noticed a vision not far away.

"Look! What is that?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

That was the direction they came from. The road should have been very calm. Apart from snow and vegetation covered by snow, there shouldn't be much else.

But at this moment, on the thick snow, they saw a strange "big bug".

The strange thing is that there are no snow marks where it passed.

—they know it.

"Run!"

Someone screamed and ran forward without hesitation, and someone had time to react and pulled the young master who was still in a daze.

They started galloping again, but the horses that had already had a moment of respite seemed to have entered the cooling-off period of their skills, and could no longer run at the speed they were just now.

Although the speed of the "bug" behind him is not too fast, and the distance between them is always lengthening, but it is impossible to widen the distance too much.

And as long as it is always behind everyone, the threat of death will haunt them all the time.

"How to do how to do!!"

There was already a hint of crying in the young master's voice.

"Master, don't panic, don't panic." Someone comforted him loudly, "Run forward, just run forward."

"Not far away, we can reach the outpost of the town, where there are soldiers stationed!"

"As long as we notify them, they will definitely be able to send a signal to gather soldiers to resist that monster!!"

"Yes! The soldiers must be able to block it!!"

There was hope in the young master's eyes.

He swung his whip and picked up the speed.

Everyone followed suit.

Not long after, they had already seen the outpost of the town.

Marquis Traore is very obsessed with war, so in the domain under his control, military buildings have always been produced with the best standards.

The soldiers in the outpost immediately recognized the little marquis and the group through the magic telescope in the watchtower.

They notified the captain in the outpost. Although the captain didn't know why, he still ordered the soldiers to gather to meet the little Marquis.

"you."

Young Master Traore led his companions into the outpost, before he had time to praise their neat formation, he gasped.

"Quick! Get ready! Prepare to deal with monsters!!"

"Monster?"

The outpost captain immediately became alert.

"What kind of monster? How about the level?"

As the border guards of the town, they do not lack experience in dealing with sudden monsters.

However, the only thing he wasn't sure about was the strength of the monster that the young master said.

If it is very strong, he will immediately ring the assembly bell and call the soldiers in the camp not far away to resist.

But if he is not strong, and he rings the alarm bell because of the young master's request, then he must be punished by the strict military regulations set by the Marquis for lying about the military situation.

However, this suspicion was immediately dispelled when Young Master Traore said the name of the monster.

"It's a Rotten Short-lived Ghost!" ! "

The outpost captain was taken aback.

"How could that kind of thing appear here?"

"team leader!!"

Before he could think it through, the soldiers on the watchtower shouted in a panic.

"A monster is coming towards us."

"it is."

"Rotten short-lived ghost!!"

(End of this chapter)