Something's wrong with my undead

"Oh haha, we met you. The foreshadowing I laid came in handy. My buddy has already seen the stealth waving to me!"

Zhuoyang chose to remain silent and ignore this noisy guy.

Heine responded with the same silence.

However, after Jianglu was initially stunned, her eyes suddenly changed as if she remembered something.

She took a deep look at Heine and silently retreated into the shadows.

In just one face-to-face meeting, the two of them got the information they wanted.

Jiang Lu realized that the other party was the necromancer she wanted to get rid of. She felt annoyed when she thought that such a troublesome guy was actually called a waste.

Isn't this a clear attempt to trick her?

If it hadn't been for the fight two days ago, she would have fallen to the ground stupidly. She didn't think anyone would be able to save her this time. This was the lord's hunting ground.

And Heine saw clearly the coat of arms representing Donald on her coat, as well as the lost willow leaf-shaped dagger.

Thinking about Donald finding someone to deal with him, things couldn't be clearer.

Thanks to Mr. Donald for sponsoring 27 gold coins, the boss is great!

……

As usual, the Viscount praised the gods and the upcoming Mercy Day, while mourning his old father.

In Donald's tent, a fierce quarrel broke out.

"Cancelled? Why canceled?"

"I ask again, you want me to deal with Heine Heinrich, the blond necromancer no more than 20 years old with two undead servants?"

Donald frowned: "What's the problem?"

"Do you really know this person?"

"His information is all here. He is a poor mage who dropped out of school. He couldn't even summon a decent undead servant four days ago."

"Hahaha……"

Jiang Lu seemed to have heard a big joke.

"If the students at the boneyard were of his level, it wouldn't be in ruins!"

Donald's expression changed slightly: "Have you ever fought? When?"

"On the afternoon that my friend met me, at the Haunted Farm."

"Then he deserves to die! He is probably going to investigate the device there!"

Jiang Lu sneered: "I don't know whether he should die, but I don't want to die. I won't provoke him, but I will report this matter to Cuiye Ting.

"This necromancer is at least a level two threat, and the two undead servants are at least a level three, but you describe him as a waste. There is always something wrong with you or the people under you."

She left the angry Donald and was about to leave, then suddenly turned around:

"Oh yes, I remember that you are in charge of the energy storage well in Yingxian Mountain, right? I would advise the people of Eternal Dawn to consider this matter carefully. The money for the dagger is considered a consultant fee. I never serve as a consultant for idiots. This This is the first advantage for you."

After saying that, she disappeared into thin air.

boom!

Desk hp-20.

"A sharp-tongued elf!"

Donald's face was black and blue, and he took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down.

A few minutes later, he released a crow with his own hands.

It flew all the way to the Haunted Farm and landed on the balcony of Kitiler Manor, where it was caught by a pair of pale and slender hands.

A few minutes later, three horses set off from the manor stables and headed straight for the hunting ground.

……

The Viscount's speech was really boring, but fortunately the two of them were chatting to pass the time.

Zhuoyang asked: "By the way, what level is that Jianglu?"

"In terms of combat effectiveness, it's only level 13 or 14, but as a rogue, you know that if she doesn't dive, she's just a piece of paper. She has level five stealth. If I weren't familiar with her movements, if she dives, she'll be invincible."

"Isn't that equivalent to a level 25 rogue? What are these people doing here if they don't work as agents on the Ashes Front?"

"Look for people, she is a senior agent of Cuiye Court. Cuiye Court's talents are withered, otherwise it would not be possible to recruit players... In fact, every organization is also short of people, and they are all eyeing this neutral war zone. People from your hometown are the most targeted. Cruel, I didn’t want to share the cake, so I turned the table over.”

"This is too much. Haven't you Shadow Temple already taken action? This place is full of first- and second-level necromancers, and the tail king of the Haunted Manor (the boss at the end of the level) is level 15."

"That's different. We are not from the same family as the underworld. Otherwise, where would the Netherworld Expeditionary Army come from?"

"makes sense……"

Hearing this, Heine understood clearly.

A player's 5 levels are equivalent to an NPC's level one.

But NPCs' needs and judgments about level are obviously different from players.

A level 5 stealth agent like Jiang Lu would be a level 5 powerhouse if we only consider penetration ability.

If it is combat, it can only be converted to level 13, which means level three.

But generally speaking, if someone achieves extraordinary results in a certain field, his social status will not be affected by disadvantages in other fields, so Heine guessed that Jianglu's status will not be dragged down by combat effectiveness.

Judging from the two people's descriptions of the "Haunted Manor" copy, the McCalla Mountains should be the first 15 levels of leveling area.

When the two first crossed over, they said that their own level was enough to dominate the low-level dungeons, and later they did not fall behind whether it was the bone burial ground or the head-on battle with Jianglu, and they were even able to handle it with ease, which proved that what they said was true.

But are they high level?

Obviously not.

The data can only be used as a reference and scale. It requires different analysis in different situations and cannot be generalized.

This is not a game after all.

……

The Viscount's words finally came to an end, but the people below began to flatter him crazily again.

Even Heine was a little bored this time.

"The McCalla Mountains are in danger, but these people are engaging in social activities here, alas..."

"That's it, how can you manage the viscounty well if you stay with these insects!"

Listening to the two people's complaints, Heine also sighed inwardly.

He was much more uncomfortable than these two people.

He was anxious, but he still wanted to show that he was not in a hurry.

Not only that, he also had to pretend to have discovered the truth and then remind the Viscount...

I’m so tired!

Finally, all the foreplay was over. As the "referee" blew the whistle, more than 40 groups of people from more than ten participating teams set off one after another.

Heine waited until the end before leaving.

He didn't see Jiang Lu, and Donald's face was gloomy.

His people didn't set off at all.

Breaking up?

He doesn't understand, but he won't let go of this kind of "win by lying down" thing.

Three horses set off together, two of them borrowed.

He also took time to "teach" two undead people to ride horses yesterday. Now that he has given them enough freedom, it makes sense that they can ride horses.

He was never vague about details like this, for fear of exposing himself.

This hunting ground is located north of Ebony Town, just between the town and the Haunted Farm.

Heine even thought about taking the opportunity to go to the farm and destroy the energy storage well.

If we can make some big noise, it will definitely change the direction of the plot greatly, right?

The subconscious mind will change the movements inadvertently. Heine was just wandering around freely at first, but as he wandered around, he gradually deviated from the center of the hunting ground and got closer and closer to the farm.

He noticed that the soil in the hunting ground was black fertile soil, which was very different from the reddish-brown soil on the farm, so he opened the Eyes of the Dead.

The soil looked the same to him, but a faint hint of blood caught his attention.

The bloody and gray death energy were intertwined together, indistinguishable from each other, and seemed to be lingering in the air but not yet dispersed, spreading towards the woods not far away.

Fortunately, Heine had been promoted once, otherwise he wouldn't have discovered it.

"Come on guys."

Heine locked the direction and turned the horse's head.

"It seems like there are undead spirits other than us sneaking in here."

Teacher Xia asked: "Is he talking to us?"

"if not?"

"Although it's a bit weird, it seems quite natural and it's not as pitiful as it was at the beginning."

"It's better than talking to the furniture..."

"? Are you going to scold me again?"

……

In the forest.

George Albert Severn looked back once more into the bushes behind him.

He always felt like something was staring at him.

But looking past the guard, there was nothing there.

"What's wrong with you, lord?" the guard asked with concern.

"It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"There is prey here, Lord!!"

The guard in front suddenly shouted excitedly. George was delighted and hurriedly rode forward.

But the moment he accelerated, the feeling of being stared at reappeared, and it was stronger than before, and it seemed to have a dangerous meaning!

It's a guard! ?

George instinctively crawled forward, but he was still a beat too slow!

Heartbreaking pain came from behind, and a sword stabbed his shoulder. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he might have been stabbed through the heart from behind!

"Attack! Someone is attacking the lord!"

George didn't bother to look back and shouted forward at the top of his lungs.

At this time, the guards in front also turned back.

After just one glance, George's heart dropped to the bottom of the valley.

The opponent's eyes were red and he raised his sword towards him.

it's over...

Just when George was desperate, a sound broke through the air from the side!

Whoosh!

Purple light flashed across like lightning, and the guard in front fell backwards and fell off his horse.