The brave man opened the coffin and rose

After Abes exchanged a few words with Kronos, he also got information about the concept of protection.

"I see. Is this the gaze and blessing of the gods or some powerful force?"

"But, according to what you said, the blessing will slowly return to me after I am resurrected. So is the only way for me to obtain it to be to wait slowly?"

After listening to Kronos' description, Abes asked back.

Hearing the question from the hero, the silver-haired girl smiled and said, "It's not just about waiting slowly. What I mean by waiting slowly is actually waiting until the gods or other powerful forces from other planes pay attention to us again."

"And with the knowledge inherited by the Myers family, I can take you into the field of vision in the fastest way possible, rather than being seen passively."

After hearing Kronos' reply, Abes nodded with satisfaction.

This integration pack is quite interesting. Not only do the various functions of the game require one to slowly acquire them through one's own efforts, but reasonable explanations are also given.

For example, interpreting the health bar as a blessing from the Vampire Duke.

This time I found a treasure.

This isn't just a useless initial companion; this is a story guide!

"By the way, little girl, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Cronus, Cronus Myers."

"Very well, Kronos, what's our first stop?"

"In the small kingdom of Womuza, there is a statue of an ancient hero. Perhaps it can activate the [Divine Blessing]..."

"Also, the Lizardman invasion needs to be reported to the lord."

"But before that, we need to rescue other people on the farm."

After saying this, Kronos did not continue to explain the reason and looked into the distance.

The reason why other people on the farm need to be rescued first is simple. The small kingdom of Wommza is unlikely to believe the emergency situation reported by the Mels family.

The impact of the Northern Territory's subsidence is far from over just because the contract expires.

It can be said that these warlords in the north who have split the land and become kings have long been bewitched by the devil and driven to evil and violence in their hearts, and it is impossible for them to believe anything the Southerners say.

As a result, even the Myers family, which worshipped a brave man from a thousand years ago, became a kind of sinner.

He was demoted again and again, and finally ended up having to make a living on a farm.

Therefore, only by rescuing other villagers from the farm and letting them serve as witnesses can the high and mighty guy be willing to listen to what the Mels family said.

Abes sensed the pause but did not ask any more questions.

As for the plot arrangement, forcibly questioning important NPCs at this time will only lead to discord.

Smart players should choose smart ways of playing.

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The lizardmen who escaped back hurriedly ran to the leader and reported what had happened.

They were breathing heavily, their voices revealing fear and anxiety.

"Captain Rectore, a man suddenly appeared in the farm, and he...he killed several of our companions."

For most humans, the expressions of Lizardmen, who have strange-shaped heads, are really hard to recognize.

However, if there were experts who studied lizardmen present, they would be able to judge from their rapid breathing rate and tails that were shrunk to the point of being almost folded up that these lizardmen were truly extremely scared.

The captain, who was wearing leather armor and had an exquisite military sword hanging around his waist, looked coldly at the few lizardmen who had escaped back with a disdainful smile on his face.

"You are such a bunch of cowardly fools!" the captain roared.

"What powerful characters can there be in the farm? When you were charging earlier, a few of you were actually injured by a group of farmers. I was already very angry. Now, when I asked you to move a coffin, more than half of your people were killed. It's really embarrassing!"

He didn't know Abes's intelligence, so he labeled these guys as deserters in his mind.

The lizardmen lowered their heads and slumped their shoulders. They knew how serious the consequences would be if their captain was disappointed in them.

Captain Rectore's "heavy" "education" is not something that ordinary people can bear.

After a long sigh, Rectore closed his eyes. Now there was no time to regret the failure of these idiots.

Orchio was not seen among the people who returned, but that guy has an amazing command level, which is very telling.

The enemy is a guy of some level.

"Captain, shouldn't we gather the rest of our companions together? If we scatter, that guy might eat us bit by bit..." a lizardman reminded cautiously.

Rectore nodded, and a lizardman with a horn on his waist put the horn to his mouth.

As the fingertips were raised, the sharp notes instantly resounded throughout the farm.

Hearing this note, Rectore's tail curled up and he thought with a gloomy expression.

The horn can not only call together scattered troops, but also inform the enemy of their location.

It can be said that there is no turning back now. Faced with this "peasant" enemy that suddenly emerged and was able to resist them, a head-on battle was the only outcome.

But the problem is that there is a shortage of manpower.

Our team was not meant to be used in battle, after all, the target was just a farm.

The number of people who went to transport the refined gold was unclear, but Orchio was able to call away more than ten people.

In the end, five people came back.

If all the others were gathered together, there would be a team of less than seventy people.

Can we really capture an enemy group of more than ten people led by Orchio with only sixty or seventy people?

After all, battle is not a comparison of numbers. Even if everyone rushes forward, seven or eight people attacking one person at the same time will already be extremely crowded.

And his command and dispatch skills may not necessarily be comparable to Orchio's.

Looking at the gradually gathering team, there was an unreadable determination in Rectore's eyes.

"Pull the truck back a distance. We need to leave space for an ambush around the truck! The scaleless people in the farm are all neighbors and family members. They will never give up easily. We need to give them a surprise!"

Rectore gave the order.

"You five, plus ten of you, will serve as the first line of defense and block the enemy in front. I will lead the others and my companions equipped with bows and arrows to go around to the side."

The five guys who escaped back were picked up by Rectore and assigned nearby tasks along with the ten slow guys who came back.

"When the time is right, I will lead everyone to attack."

The lizardmen immediately took action, and in the leaping flames, Rectore turned around and took a deep look at the five injured guys.

"Then it's up to you."

Then, Rectore led the truck and retreated without looking back, as ordered.