Ride and Cut

Carlos is the leader of a sect.

Theoretically speaking, gods do not distinguish between high and low. Since they are all the spokespersons of the gods on the earth, he should be at the same level as the one who is admired by all in Vatican.

Of course, theory belongs to theory, and reality belongs to reality.

Although the current belief structure is dominated by the Church of the Holy Light, the remaining share is basically occupied by the Church of the Goddess of Ice and Snow, and the rest of the sects are overwhelmed. But there are not many that are so miserable that there are only three or five kittens and puppies left. Unfortunately, Carlos' sect is one of them.

Although they once had a deep connection with the Church of Light, their teachings contain the content of the undead, and they have long been rejected by the world. As early as hundreds of years ago, he gave up public missionary work, and instead lived in his own wilderness residence, relying on educating offspring and occasionally adopting babies to carry out family inheritance.

If a sect is reduced to this level, the leader is more like the leader of a small gang than the spokesperson of the gods on earth.

Carlos is an adopted baby. According to the elders, he is extremely talented, and he will definitely be the one who revitalizes the church in the future.

As for what counts as revitalization——Carlos thinks that the scale must be expanded to more than fifty people, so that a few people can be allocated to specialize in manure, making the land more and more productive.

You can even raise a few cows, and the little ones will no longer be hungry all day long.

The simple rural dream was suddenly shattered one morning. When they woke up, they found that their stronghold had been surrounded by sea-like ghosts. Skeletons, zombies, mummies, and even stitch monsters fill the entire range as far as the eye can see.

The wild boar and gazelle cubs that took a whole year to domesticate have all died, and even the belt meat was swallowed by the undead, leaving no bones left. If there is no further action, the next thing to be devoured is themselves.

This is not a big problem, after all, they are a once glorious sect, not just ignorant refugees.

The sect's classics record the secret method of semi-death transformation, which can make people fall into a mysterious state of neither life nor death. It is the prerequisite for practicing subsequent magic and seeing all the mysteries.

Although most of the dozen or so people don't have even the slightest aptitude for divine arts, since food is often scarce in the wilderness, half-dead can resist the pain of hunger a little, so everyone happens to be very familiar with this skill.

Although only half-dead, it is enough to fool the revived to treat them as their own kind.

So the whole sect was engulfed into the army of the undead in such a muddle-headed way, marching towards the west in a mighty way.

This situation is of course not optimistic-even if the teachings contain the content of undead, after all, it only exists as a tool and means, and it does not mean that it is really ready to give up a fresh life.

It's not that Carlos didn't try to escape with the believers during the period, but there seems to be an order constraint among the army of resuscitators. If they acted a little out of line, they would be intimidated immediately. The religious people who have long been accustomed to digging in the soil have never seen such a posture, and they were all so horrified that they never mentioned the matter of running away, and honestly mixed among the dead spirits.

Carlos looked up at the dragon cavalry soaring past the sky, and sighed worriedly.

Since five days ago, this kind of spying and investigation has never stopped. Obviously, the other side of the upcoming war is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

This strengthened his idea of ​​oiling the soles of his feet. After all, the force of the Christians was too weak, and being involved in a two-strong battle was like a chicken egg caught in the middle of a millstone.

Thinking of the egg, Carlos began to feel hungry again. After all, half-dead is not a real undead, and he can't stop eating or drinking at all.

In the past few days, even if he could get a little food occasionally, he would lead by example and distribute it to the underage believers. He himself only ate half a piece of raw fern root and was almost poisoned. It is no exaggeration to say that looking at the zombies around me now, I want to take two bites.

This thought was so disgusting that Carlos shuddered and forbade himself to think about it any further.

"I have to find an opportunity to escape with everyone." He said to himself over and over again.

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"You have obtained the goblin relics, when are you going to set me free?" Elizabeth followed behind the lord, persistently asking.

"Immediately, but what are you going to do after you are free?" Li Cha was so annoyed that his head was as big as two.

Knowing that the ruins itself was a complete floating fortress, the lord was excited and thought of a very real problem - how to get the floating fort out of the ruins and the ground separated by hundreds of yards of soil?

He asked Liola about this at the time, but it turned out that according to the design of the goblin wise man, the steam ball will be fully activated to cause a volcanic eruption, and the fortress will rush out of the ground at the same time.

Although he really wanted to get the floating fortress out immediately, the Iron King and the Tiger Spirit were allies of the Alpine Fort after all. Li Cha was not mad enough to destroy their homeland, so he and Liola could only temporarily evacuate the goblin ruins.

However, the magic equipment used to condense the smoke was not large, so it was taken away in the space ring.

This is an obsidian block whose length, width and height are about one edge. There is a hemispherical pit on the top surface, and a silver metal stick the length of a palm. Looking at it separately, the two things are ordinary, and there is nothing special about them.

But if you throw the short stick into the round pit, it will neither fall to the bottom nor break away, but float in mid-air, showing an unusual side.

It is very simple and convenient to use. You only need to continuously input earth-type magic power into the obsidian base, and a ray of light can be shot straight from the metal stick.

This light is also so magical that it can only be used as a flashlight when it shines on other things. But when Li Cha experimented with the poisonous miasma floating above the magma, a "stone" immediately condensed and floated in the sea of ​​fog.

When the light was removed, the steel-like mist rocks dissipated into a poisonous miasma again, which made him and Liola, who had never seen the world, gasp in amazement.

Although the name of this "Smoke State Converter" is rather strange, according to the booklet, even in the heyday of goblins, it was still a great treasure. As long as there is enough mana supply, the condensed fog stone can be maintained almost indefinitely.

So even after 10,000 years, the lifting mechanism made of fog stones still works well.

After Li Cha returned to the Alpine Castle, he naturally showed off, but Elizabeth saw it. She was really not stupid, and immediately realized that the lord of the mountain castle had mastered the goblin ruins, so she began to appeal for her freedom.

"First go back to the blood pool to replenish my soul source and restore my strength." Elizabeth said naturally, "I don't plan to live in that boring desert after that, and I will ask you to help me return to this world when the time comes."

"Oh, and then?" The lord's eyes were as kind as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped person.

This little hoof dared to speak out his plan in front of him, it was a fool, and if he didn't take the opportunity to make some words, he would be a fool among fools.

"The book says that money is essential to live in this world, but I don't even have a single copper coin." Elizabeth pointed to the sea of ​​bitter thorn flowers not far away.

Under the effect of the soil fertilization technique, the flowering period of this tough wilderness plant has been extended to nearly half a year, even in winter it is not afraid of the severe cold and blooms in full bloom, which is very rare.

"I can take care of those nursery plants for Alpine Fort. According to the regulations, you should pay me a salary, and I will leave when I save enough money."

"Okay, we are also old acquaintances, and I will definitely hire you when the time comes." Li Cha nodded cheerfully, "How about giving you a salary of one gold coin a week?"

"The book says that novice gardeners can only get three or four silver coins." Elizabeth was still a little hesitant.

She may vaguely feel that it is abnormal for this stingy man to be so generous, but the experience gained entirely by reading is too shallow after all, and she doesn't understand where the problem can lie.

"No problem, but the war is about to start now," the lord patted Elizabeth on the shoulder with a smile, and said kindly, "It's not safe to start now, so let's wait until the war is over."

"You are such a nobleman who keeps his promise!" Elizabeth left happily.

Leaving Li Cha in place, with an extremely sinister and cunning smile on his face from time to time, it made passers-by detour with trepidation after seeing him from a distance.

"Annie." The lord suddenly noticed that the half-elf chick had arrived not far away at some point, and was looking at him inexplicably.

"Ahem, does Elizabeth usually like to read books?" Li Cha quickly put on a straight face, pretending to be serious and bluffing.

"Yeah, I prefer picture albums on travel and gardening." Annie was really taken aback, frowning and said seriously, "I don't think this is anything, it's just to pass the time."

"That's it." Li Cha snapped his fingers, and said with a smile, "In the future, you will withdraw all the albums, and find more of the most stupid and passionate knight novels for her, that is, the kind where honor is my life and you die for the main battle of the monarch."

"Elizabeth can read very little."

"Then you read it to her."

"Will it work?" Annie immediately understood his intention and asked hesitantly.

"It's useless." The lord waved his hand arbitrarily and convincingly, "She has lived alone since she was born, and now she is a blank sheet of paper. You can draw anything on it, and you can definitely shape her three views. Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't take advantage of the great opportunity!"

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"Everyone follow me closely and be ready to escape at any time." Carlos whispered to the parishioners around him with his lips whispering, not even daring to speak louder.

He always felt that the army of undead around him seemed disorganized, but in fact, every move followed a deeper order, not as dull as the sect classics said.

In order to prevent being found abnormal, all the believers, including himself, are trying their best to imitate the behavior of the undead. Never speak without special needs, and try to keep your voice down as much as possible if you must speak.

As early as a few days ago, Carlos had understood that the only chance to escape was to wait for the undead to fight their opponents and take advantage of the chaos to leave.

But right now, the towering castle on the other side of the river is far away.

The lord's army did not hold the isolated city, but spread out along the river bank on both sides of the castle. Carlos had read some military books and knew they were fighting halfway.

Moreover, the lineup of the defenders is also extremely majestic - the burly figure and excellent equipment, in any legion, at least has the status of an elite squad leader, it is hard to imagine that they are just ordinary soldiers here.

There are even some giants in the queue, ranging from three to five blades to more than ten blades, standing there as tall as a hill. Uniform is wearing heavy armor, holding a steel mace, and a single swing of the stick can smash an elephant to the ground!

The mixed cavalry brigade composed of centaurs and ground dragons was standing by at the rear, and they were not prepared to cover up their tracks at all—it was impossible to cover up, they were too tall and too strong! Carlos couldn't help wondering, is there really anyone who can resist this kind of cavalry charge in the field?

Led by a genuine dragon knight, the flying dragon cavalry took off with a run-up, with a net bag of stones hooked on both feet. Although there are dozens of people close together, a pair of broad wings are connected together, covering the sun in the sky and making the surroundings dark.

How many archers and bed crossbows are hidden in the castle? It's hard to say, but there must be no less. Because occasionally the sun shines, there will always be a series of cold lights in the window!

Facing the endless black army of resuscitators, there was no commotion in the strict formation, and it was calm and peaceful from beginning to end. It seems that everything in front of them is just a breeze, not worthy of their embarrassment at all!

Such an army doesn't even need to fight, it can make most opponents give up resistance just by their momentum!

But even so, Carlos did not expect them to win. He just secretly prayed that at least he would not lose too quickly, so as to give his group a chance to escape.

Because he had been in the army of the undead for so many days, the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

If you want to divide the undead into three, six or nine classes, this one is definitely the first class of the first class, the top class of the top class. Almost every resuscitator is the best of its kind!

Even the skeleton soldiers are all stout, with tough bones, and the fire of the soul is burning vigorously, and they can be seen as elites in life. It can be predicted that when they really do their hands, they will even be stronger than ordinary living soldiers. It is not at all the crappy thing that the legendary farmer can deal with three or four.

And this is just the lowest-level skeleton soldier, and there are zombies and mummies that are superior in all aspects!

There are also stitch monsters that are stitched together with countless bodies, and their size is almost no less than that of giants!

There are also many high-level undead such as death knights, skeleton swordsmen and zombie bosses!

I have even seen a lot of undead spellcasters-you must know that due to inborn incompleteness, it is much more difficult for resuscitators to pass the threshold of spellcasting than humans!

Coupled with the natural advantage of the undead army - not afraid of death, even if you fight to the last person, your morale will not drop in the slightest.

If the difference in numbers is not too large, Carlos also believes that the local lords may win. But the current scale gap is really huge, it has reached the point where the two sides are not at the same level at all!