Heroes of the Invincible Undead

On the snowy border, a group of people was walking slowly forward. There were many fully loaded carriages in the group, and there were closely armed guards following closely around them.

The human scouts who were scouting the road ahead looked around, and soon showed joy on their faces. They reported back all the information they found to the leader of the team behind, an elderly man.

"Commander Gran, the road ahead is clear. According to the current speed, we will soon reach the city of Snow Ridge and exchange for food that is more valuable than gold from those undead!"

Listening to the scout's tone of voice that couldn't hide the joy at all, the nearby guards couldn't help but look happy, as if they had enjoyed the wonderful rewards after completing the transaction, and even drove the car harder with their hands.

The scout called him the leader of Gran's team. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief. After crossing the snowy border, which is the most dangerous area where ambushes are most likely to be encountered, the road ahead is clear. It seems that this transaction can be a success. achieved.

Just as he was thinking about it, Gran subconsciously rode his horse to a carriage with an open back. He couldn't help but catch sight of a strange-looking elf in the carriage. There was a terrifying penetrating wound on the elf's chest, which was almost transparent. Looking in front of him, I could directly see everything behind him. Despite being so seriously injured, the elf, except that he looked a little embarrassed, was completely fine in his movements, and his body movements were not hindered by the injury. He couldn't help but feel... People were secretly amazed.

It was an elf traveler that Gran met on the way to Bracada. After learning that the seriously injured and disgraced elf traveler was also going to Bracada, Gran happily invited him to come with him. Go there and join together on the road to avoid being attacked by thieves and robbers when crossing the border of Bracada.

"In a short while, we will arrive at the city of Snow Ridge. My caravan will repair there for a day and then return to Erathia. I think it is almost time to say goodbye." Looking at the silence, The elf, who looked as if he had experienced some kind of inhuman suffering, took the initiative to talk to him.

The elf spoke very few words, and seemed to have some secrets about him. Gran tried to talk to him along the way, but in the end there was often no result. However, Gran didn't care. He was able to see the man who was supposed to live on the other side of the continent. The elves in the Airy Forest in the northern part of the mainland are a matter of concern. No matter what secrets that elf holds, Gran doesn't seem to be surprised.

"I remember that the place has been occupied by the undead. Why do you want to go to Snow Ridge City at this moment?"

Just when Gran thought that his conversation would not attract the elf's attention as usual, he suddenly heard a questioning voice coming from the elf's mouth, so he replied:

"I belong to the Freelance Chamber of Commerce. Do you know what is the most valuable thing in the Chamber of Commerce when the flames of the world are extinguished? That is food. The Erathians need food to maintain their lives, but the undead in the snow do not need it. They don't know They don’t feel hungry even when they are tired. Food is all superfluous to them. There is no doubt that this is the most advantageous business opportunity. As long as they can bring back enough food from here, they can make unimaginable profits."

The wounded elf nodded, understanding Gran's thoughts: "It is indeed a good business opportunity, but is it worth risking his life? Those undead, they won't be reasonable with you, will they really make a deal with you? ?”

Gran just shook his head and smiled slightly: "You don't know something about this. Although Brakada is ruled by the Lord of the Undead, it does not interfere in transactions, and taxes are looser than other forces on the mainland. , the only human beings who can move freely in the snowy land are probably businessmen like us. Even in the Congress of the Dead, there are many human beings holding important positions. If we can get in touch with Congressman Boni, he will sign contracts for the businessmen. The release order is enough to last us a lifetime."

The wounded elf nodded, remembering the words of the leader of Gran in his heart, but heard him ask again: "Speaking of which, you haven't told me yet, why do you want to go to Brakada at this time? I I heard that the defeated mages fled to the Eri Forest where the elves were, but I had never heard of elves going to Brakada when the end came. What exactly is there in Brakada? Did you risk your life to come here?"

The wounded elf just sighed slightly. The closer he got to the snowy area, the more he hesitated. He failed to complete the task and failed to live up to his lover's expectations. For a moment, he didn't know how to face it. In the end, he just sighed: "Yes." Something more important than my life, something that cannot be separated until death, exists in this snowy land, and I must return here."

Gran nodded. Seeing that the injured elf seemed unwilling to say more, he did not try to pry out the information on the elf. The two met by chance. He just gave the elf a ride along the way, and there was no need to get to the bottom of everything. Go explore.

While the two were chatting, a fierce sound suddenly came from the front of the team, and along with the sound, there were some short screams.

Listening to the screams coming from a familiar person, Gran's expression suddenly changed. He didn't bother to talk to the wounded elf next to him, and hurried to the front of the team. The scene that happened in front of him made him He was suddenly shocked and his eyes widened. The guards he had hired with a huge sum of money betrayed him and attacked ordinary people in the caravan without explanation.

"Mercenary Weixis, what are you doing? Have you forgotten the contract of the Freelance Chamber of Commerce? How could you do such a thing?"

Looking at the extremely tall mercenary leader who exuded the aura of a sixth-level professional, Gran angrily questioned him about his rebellious behavior.

In order to ensure that the merchants would not be attacked by thieves or those ferocious undead, Glen spent a lot of money to hire Weixis, a mercenary leader with sixth-level strength from the Freelance Chamber of Commerce. Unexpectedly, Now that something like this had happened, Gran was trembling with anger, but he could do nothing. He could only take out the terms of the Freelance Chamber of Commerce and try to threaten Weixis to stop his betrayal.

Gran's question only aroused laughter from the mercenaries, who seemed not to take it into consideration at all. Wisis, who was holding a big knife, mercilessly shouted loudly at Gran. laugh at:

"Commander Gran, who doesn't know that food is in short supply in Erathia now, and hungry people are everywhere. As long as you can bring back enough food from the snowy area, you can make a fortune. I originally wanted to go to the snowy area in person, but I have no capital and can’t find a way to patrol the undead across the border. I didn’t expect that you would bring the opportunity to me. How could I miss such an opportunity?”

"You..." Gran was so angry that he couldn't speak. He wanted to retort, but no words came out of his mouth. Judging from the momentum of the mercenary leader Weixis, it was obvious that he would not let him leave alive. .

"If you have any questions, let's wait until you become an undead. If you are lucky, you may be buried in the snow for ten and a half years. Maybe on that day, you may be resurrected by other undead!"

At the end of the sentence, there was a bit of coldness in Weixis's eyes. At his signal, the nearby mercenary men also aimed their sharp arrows at Commander Gran.

"Um?"

Just as the mercenaries were laughing and laughing, as if they had seen Gran's death, they suddenly discovered something unusual. The wounded elf who had been in the carriage before was seen walking out of the carriage. He came down, holding a broken sword he picked up from nowhere in his arms, and stood in front of Gran.

"Who are you?" Seeing someone suddenly causing trouble, Wisis couldn't help but his face darkened, and he questioned the elf, wanting to interrogate his details. At this moment, he was not frightened by the crowd, or that The elf is a fool, or he has some extraordinary trump card.

"Leader Weixis, don't worry. He is just a traveler that Gran kindly brought with him. He poses no threat to you at all. You are a powerful sixth-level man. No one here is your opponent!"

The mercenary who knew the ins and outs of the elf soon told Weixis all the information that belonged to him. Hearing this, Weixis couldn't help but laugh: "I thought where did he come from?" You, I didn’t expect that you are just a wounded elf and you want to show off as a hero in front of me, so I will let you experience my power!”

After saying that, Wisis stepped forward with the crowd, and the shining sword in his hand slashed towards the elf at a dizzying speed. The fierce sword force caused an indiscernible streak in the air. The arc light looked like it was going to cut off the elf blocking the way.

The nearby mercenaries had already prepared to cheer for Wisis. However, the next moment, the smiles that had just appeared on their faces froze. The elf waved his sword lightly, and the sword blade pulled a bright sword in the air. mango.

Under the light of the sword, the light of the sword in Weixis's hand undoubtedly looked so ridiculous, and his entire body was completely wiped out by that inevitable blow, leaving no trace left.

This change in the field immediately shocked the onlookers. No one expected that the elf's Vichy, who was already in control of victory just now and seemed to have completely defeated him, could not even block that man's sword. By dying so quietly, the power displayed by the elf was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectations.

Looking at the elf slowly raising his sword in the field, the nearby mercenaries also realized that something was wrong. They turned around and retreated without caring about robbing the caravan's belongings. However, the elf seemed not to want to give them that chance.

As a bright sword light fell, everything standing in front of the elves, whether it was the mercenaries who turned around and ran away, or the originally sturdy carriages in the caravan, were all turned into complete powder, and everything in the world was turned into complete powder. It seemed so silent, and everything seemed to have been completely cut off by the sword belonging to the hero.

After doing all this, under the shocked eyes of the caravan leader Gran, the elf just slowly put down the sword in his hand and said calmly: "I don't think we can wait until the city of Snow Ridge. Let's say goodbye here in advance." Bar."

It wasn't until he heard the words coming from the elf's mouth that Gran realized who the person in front of him was. That person was not the seriously injured traveler Gran expected at all, but someone who was so powerful that he didn't need help from others at all. Legendary creatures, no, even the legendary strong men in Gran's memory cannot show that devastating power. Even among legends, his strength is shocking.

"Who are you?" Looking at the elf who casually wiped out all the mercenaries who robbed the caravan's property, Gran couldn't help but murmured, wanting to know the true identity of the hero in front of him.

The elf didn't reply, but he saw a gust of wind suddenly blowing in the distance. There was an uncomfortable feeling of dampness in the wind. Under the sweep of the wind, the caravan leader Gran felt a discomfort in his body and wanted to He completely fell to the ground, but the elf on the side caught him, which prevented him from falling to the ground.

Sweeping by the sinister wind, only the roars of nearby ghosts could be heard. The mercenaries who had just been killed turned into hideous and terrifying ghosts at this moment. They seemed to be sending a message to the caravan leader that even death could not silence him. roar.

"What's going on?" Gran was shocked. He had never seen such a situation before. The huge changes that happened in front of him were completely beyond his expectation. Those mercenaries who were completely dead just now were here. For a moment, he turned into an undead, and seemed to want to consult with the hero again.

This change also frightened Gran to a loss. If the previous betrayal of the mercenaries only made him feel extremely angry and wanted to condemn their disloyalty to the contract, what happened before him, There is only deep fear in Gran's heart. The power to control the undead is not something ordinary people can possess. It was only now that Gran remembered that this time he went to the Brakada Snowy Area, which was occupied by the undead. What kind of risks exist and what kind of threats will we encounter.

Just when Gran was extremely frightened and didn't know what to do, the wounded elf stood in front of him and took the initiative to say: "Show yourself, Lord of the Undead."

"You mean...Lord of the Undead?" After hearing that name, Gran could no longer remain calm. Even the last trace of reason in his heart seemed to disappear completely at this moment. He actually heard that from the elf's mouth. A name that is feared by all living creatures.

The Lord of the Undead who conquered Brakada, his name is a taboo in the hearts of all Erathians. When his name is mentioned, the only things that come to mind are death and fear. No matter what, Gran He couldn't imagine that a small businessman like him would attract the attention of the Lord of the Undead.

As if in response to the elf's words, surrounded by many ghosts, the figure belonging to Rhodes also appeared from the boundless darkness.