Reborn NPC: I'm really not the protagonist!

At the easternmost end of the Shadow Corridor, the original coastline gradually disappeared, replaced by endless plains.

Surprisingly, although this place is the territory of the undead, it is not as dark and scary as imagined. Of course... it is still a little weird.

For example, even in broad daylight, the light seems to be covered with a layer of gray. To put it simply, the saturation suddenly becomes lower!

But there are still many figures in the town.

Although there are many skeletons without flesh and blood, and zombies...

"Well...."

As soon as she arrived in town, Alice suddenly felt uncomfortable.

There is no attribute restraint. After all, as God's chosen one, even if there is, it is others who feel uncomfortable, not her.

But it was precisely because of this that the surprised and even unfriendly looks made her feel uncomfortable.

This place... is the land of the undead, and most people believe in the god of killing...

"Sister Alice, don't be afraid."

On the side, Hill wrapped Alice in his coat with a serious look on his face and spoke seriously.

"Well...thank you..." Alice looked at the pairs of eyes around her who were watching the show sheepishly, and her pretty face blushed. But feeling Hill's desire to protect her, she quietly buried her head in his arms.

"It's okay!" Hill immediately raised his thumb and nodded righteously, and by the way suppressed Annihilation's burst of joyful singing.

In fact, as the weapon of the original god of killing, she could have directly taken out annihilation. Others felt the residual power from it and walked around it, even if it was several hundred meters away.

But this is a neutral area, and several people came here with a friendly attitude. It would be bad to draw weapons at every turn.

We can't scare the local residents, right?

So I can only use my body to block Sister Alice’s view!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but nodded for her own overall perspective, and then looked to the side. At this moment, three pairs of eyes were staring at her blankly, blinking curiously.

"What are you doing?" Hill asked, twitching his lips silently.

"No...it's just..." Simon blushed and quickly shrank his neck: "I'm a little curious..."

Bujue didn't say anything, but just looked at Hill's other arm and blinked thoughtfully.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

There was also a little girl crying with her mouth pursed: "Sister Hill is obviously mine... wuwu... you called me Little Sweetie..."

"...Play less with the Chosen One in the future." Hill spoke silently and sighed helplessly.

As the power of the Soul Prison increases, Xiaoyu's range of activities has become wider and wider. However, after all, there are very few natives who can see her, so most of her playmates are the Chosen Ones....

Even Hill didn't expect that the setting of Xiaoyu, a cute ghost, would actually receive a lot of attention on the forum.

"........."

The person in my arms didn't say anything, but... I always felt that the hands holding me seemed to be a little stronger...

The next moment, there was a sudden commotion in front.

"Ga ga ga, there are monsters?"

"No, why is it still like this even here?" Several people looked up and saw Ye Ao being surrounded by a bunch of weird guys. He was furious: "You guys are not much better, are you?!"

"Wait, you... are the Chosen One?"

At this moment, a skeleton suddenly pointed at Ye Ao with a creaking sound. After a while, it looked at the person walking behind it and was suddenly startled: "Are you one of them?"

"The living... the living!"

In an instant, the crowd that was originally curious about Ye Ao immediately began to become agitated.

Although it has not yet reached the point of direct violence, discrimination and hostility have ensued...

"Wait, don't get me wrong, we have no hostility, we just came to..." Seeing the crowd gathering and becoming increasingly chaotic, Ye Ao immediately stretched his neck and began to explain.

"Shua——!!"

However, halfway through his words, a sharp stone suddenly shot towards him from the crowd.

“Wow!!”

However, after all, having been with top players like Buyu for a long time, Ye Ao reacted very quickly and quickly moved to the side.

"Snapped!!"

The next moment, the stone flew backwards and headed straight towards Hill and his companions.

But in the blink of an eye, a hand caught the stone that was thrown at him.

“Crack….Crack…”

Then, the stone broke into fine slag and powder bit by bit, and fell from Hill's palm...

"........."

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Hill was silent, raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It stands to reason that although the undead in the Undead Lord do not get along with the living, they still have some rationality and will not attack them directly.

Someone is doing something bad...

Thinking of this, she scanned the crowd, and soon, a mysterious hooded figure caught her sight.

When the figure realized that he was being targeted, he paused, and then... turned around and ran away!

"!!"

The next moment, Bu Yu and the others also reacted immediately, looked at each other for a moment, and immediately chased forward.

But soon, several people stopped again.

Because a huge shield suddenly flew towards the man from beside them with a "swish".

"boom!"

The next moment, a heavy stone shield pressed down on it.

Hill then walked towards him slowly, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh that he was so skilled. Didn't he see that Buyu was stunned?

It must be her actions that shocked others!

Several people then came to the figure that was crushed under the shield.

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Name:? ? ?

Race: Undead/Unclean/Ghoul

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"I ask, you tell me,"

Hill glanced at the other party's attributes. As her level increased, her insight became more and more accurate. In other words, she could sense the other party's state through their breath.

So she opened the soul prison at her waist while speaking: "Do you know what this is?"

"........."

The figure suddenly trembled all over.

Maybe the other party didn’t know what was on Hill’s waist, but the inexplicable fear it brought to him was real!

“@￥%T@%;....”

The next moment, the figure suddenly made a strange and hoarse sound.

"boom!"

"speak English."

Hill silently opened the cell door a little further, retracted his shield, and stepped on the figure who was trying to get up. The ground cracked and the hood fell off, revealing a bald head and a bloody mouth. This was a zombie.

"Ha - living, living one, you, ha...what do you want to ask..." the ghoul asked in a low roar.

"Where is your master?"

Hill nodded with satisfaction:

"Or... Where is the Lord of the Dead, the 'Blood Lake'?"