Assassin’s Chronicle

The third and third chapter of the big man

It seems that there are only a group of zombies moving around, until the dawn, the surrounding is always quiet, who knows that when Anfei and others are ready to go, they see the men and women of the shadow mercenary team At the intersection, a look of words and stops. An Fei turned back and said softly to the black eleven: "Give them two horses."

The eleven black horses were brought over, and the men and women did not refuse, and they wore the horses silently. In fact, people are living in groups after all, especially when the catastrophe comes, people will always be united, fighting for the same goal, or struggling. Although they have special concealment techniques, they can protect themselves well, but they struggle to survive in the undead creatures' fields all day long. They will inevitably have loneliness, and Anfei keeps promises and expresses enough sincerity. There is also a peak powerhouse around the fly. These are the mercenaries who have touched the shadow mercenary team. It is certainly much safer to be with a top-ranking powerhouse. Who doesn't need a companion? Forcibly leaving the town of Moramac is because the principals there are too deceiving. If the other party can be a little more generous, they will not express their anger in such a fierce way.

All the way to the Mercedes-Benz, the pedestrians of the past traversed the valley has become a paradise for the undead, running all the way to noon, a figure did not see, An Fei could not help, pull the horse, and slowly said: "This village near the road The people in it have been killed by the undead creatures?"

"Almost." The man coughed softly: "We haven't seen anyone else for seven days anyway, except you."

"After you left Mora March, you have been going west? Where do you want to go?"

"We want to go to the Mayo Empire. It is too dangerous here."

"Why then follow us back?"

"This is our home after all." The woman interjected, her eyes swept through Ernest: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will stay to protect our own home."

An Fei silent for a moment: "Is the undead creature attacking the town of Moramarc?"

"Attacked."

"The results of it?"

"The town of Moramaci is now gathering thousands of mercenaries, and what can be said, and those undead creatures are annihilated."

"How many mercenaries do you say?" An Fei was shocked.

"When we left. Moramac Town has already gathered thousands of mercenaries. Now... only more can be less."

Anfei and Chris looked at each other: "How come there are so many mercenaries?"

"Are you not issuing a declaration, all the mercenaries coming to the catastrophe must be united." The man named Long had a sardonic look.

"I repeat, I don't know what happened in Moramachi, it's not what I said, and if you want to unite, you should unite around the four super mercenary groups. Not my Mora. March town."

"The four super mercenary groups?" The sarcasm on the face of the dragon is even more intense: "The Honorary Mercenary Corps and the Wind and Thunder Mercenary Corps jointly announced the closure of the White Mountain City, and then the Tahoe Tigers Mercenary Corps also announced the closure of Blackwater City. The mercenaries who stayed outside could not enter the city, only to go to the Brother Alliance Mercenary Regiment, huh, huh... The Brother Alliance Mercenary Corps insisted for a few days, and finally had to announce the closure of the station. We have no place to go. It’s just that you...no, it’s a declaration from Moramaz Town. It’s naturally our last choice.”

“How could this be?” Chris said in amazement: “The more mercenaries gather, the stronger the strength. Why do they refuse to accept you into the city?!”

"Why not? We are mercenaries, do you understand?"

"What happened to the mercenary?"

The man named Long was too lazy to explain, and his eyes fell elsewhere. Also set off a bleak little tune, the woman sighed: "The number of farmers in the mercenary country is very small, it is not suitable for planting crops here, even if there is no natural disaster. Just run out a few World of Warcraft, you can put the farmer a whole year The hard work has been ruined. The food we eat is from the merchants. Do you understand now?"

“There are no grain reserves in Blackwater City and Baishan City?”

"There are some. If you only leave them to yourself, those foods may be enough for them for a year, but if all the mercenaries are returned to the city, they will not be able to support them for a month."

"Where is the food from Moramac town?" Anfei suddenly thought of a problem.

"It's funny. This is your secret. Are you asking me?"

"Forget it." An Fei frowned. He couldn't imagine what Alice had done in the months he left. ! Borrowing his name in the name of An Fei, gathering a large number of mercenaries, if there is

There is no doubt about enough food reserves. This is a good thing. He will definitely support his hands. It is no longer a contradiction between individuals or a country home, but a race war. If he is replaced by him, he will do the same. The key is that he should not use the high-pressure policy, so that people will be forced to flee the town of Moramarc. The mercenaries of different teams are gathered together, the structure is definitely loose. It takes a certain time for them to become a unity of the arms and fingers. The high-pressure policy can only intensify the contradictions. With Alice’s experience and insight, it will not I can't think of this, isn't this stinking my own reputation? Or is she deliberate?

Just here, a burst of screams fluttered with the wind, and the spirit of Anfei exudes, and the source of the sound is found in an instant. He points to the right with his hand: "Suzanne, over 300 meters over there. In addition, there is a mercenary fighting with the zombies. You are going to save people. Hurry up, he can't support it, Brave, you follow."

Bravi quickly released the floating technique, flew in the air, and flew in the direction pointed by ALF, and Susanna's figure disappeared into the trees.

"How do you know where there is fighting?" The woman who called the spirit showed a shocked look: "Don't you... is you a big druid?"

"Sorry, this is my secret." An Fei retaliated.

After a few moments, Susanna and Brave had killed the zombies, and the mercenaries who had helped the injured slowly walked out of the woods. The mercenary was draped and lowered his head. It was difficult to see how he looked. Ground, it seems that the injury is not light.

"He has been polluted, be careful!" The woman who called the spirit screamed.

Susanna’s reaction was much faster than that of Brave. She struggled and took the mercenary to the side. Then the sword was unsheathed and the swordsman swept from the waist of the mercenary. The blood was flying, the mercenary's body was swept by Susanna, and the lower half fell to the ground. The upper half drew an arc in the air and was falling in the middle of the road.

It is now close to noon, and the sun is shining, and the mercenary immediately makes a scream of screams. The place where the illuminating place emits black smoke, and A Fei flies, jumps off the horse and walks over and carefully observes it.

The zombies were born with a large pustule on the surface of the sun. The pustules quickly ruptured and turned into tiny dust, and then new pustules were born. So the week later, the mercenary’s body The speed that the naked eye can detect is reduced, and finally it becomes a black cheekbones, which is even more scented.

"Isn't the undead creatures now able to survive in the sun? Why is this newly transformed zombie killed by the sun?" An Fei looked at the men and women of the Shadow Mercenary.

"We don't know." The men and women shook their heads at the same time.

"It seems that fighting in the daytime is still very beneficial to us, at least not to create new zombies." Chris whispered.

"Right, have you seen the Necromancer along the way?" An Fei asked another question.

"I saw it once."

"Only one time?"

"Ok."

"This is strange..." Anfei said.

"In addition to the Necromancer, these undead creatures also have their own lords. It is a strange zombie. Their bodies are much tougher than ordinary undead, they are very fast, they even release magic, and they also have Certain intelligence, the zombies they lead are also different, but as long as they are killed, those undead creatures will become very clumsy." The man named Long said.

"I found this too." An Fei nodded. "The key is that when the zombies have just been transformed, they are still afraid of the sun. Why are they not afraid?"

"Maybe those undead wizards have invented new undead magic." Long said slowly.

"Should be." The spirit nodded to his own man: "The leader of the undead creatures is not even afraid of the Holy Light. We have witnessed a battle. The leader of the zombie is under the illumination of the Holy Light. The speed is not affected at all. Direct killing The priest who released the light."

“The light priest should have a headache for this phenomenon?” Anfei smiled. “They lost the biggest reliance.”

"Although I am also very anti-photo-Made, but for us, this is by no means a good news. In the past undead wars, the effect of the Holy Light is better than the curse. The magicians who can release the curse are just a few. The priests who can release the light are too many to count." Long smiled and said: "Even if we occupy such a large magical advantage, we have to pay a huge price to eliminate the undead creatures that are raging everywhere, now..."

"This kind of problem makes the big guys have a headache." Anfei jumped on his own horse and said faintly: "What I care more about is what the town of Moramaci has become."

"The big man?" Long and Ling looked at An Fei with a strange look. The parties did not have the corresponding awareness, but they felt deeply. After the declaration of the town of Moramaci, although the cross-cutting valley was the first place where the undead creatures began to wreak havoc, many mercenaries who were rejected by the four super-mercenary regiments were willing to take risks and resolutely break into the valley. They are looking for Affin and looking for a companion they can rely on. In other words, ALF's reputation has become louder and louder, at least in the domestic mercenary, he is a well-deserved big man.