The days of boredom were fleeting, and in the early morning of the fourth day, the dark clouds that had been suppressed for half a month finally dissipated, and the sun once again sprinkled stingily on the land of the barren land.

The Château of Saint-Brieux seemed to be given a new lease of life, with a long line of wagons and horses leaving, the same as the caravans that had come to trade and the mercenary groups that had ventured into the Ambrizette Mountains.

Although Fort Saint-Brieux is only the most inconspicuous town in the wasteland, it still uses its own special way to attract everyone who visits: "The head fee is two copper plates, and if you don't want to pay it, get out of here, this is the order just given by the lord." ”

Renard didn't know anything about it, as he had now arrived at his destination, Kobold Camp Thirty-Six.

He acquired the name himself, and divided a total of thirty-eight kobold bandits according to their strength.

It is not difficult to see from the ranking that the strength of this kobold bandit group is relatively weak, and to put it bluntly, it is easy to bully.

When they arrived, it was just getting clear, and it was time to get up for breakfast, according to human habits, or rather to civilian habits.

However, kobolds do not have breakfast, and in the cold winter, it is difficult for them to even have a full meal, so they can only sleep to reduce the loss of physical strength, hoping that hunger and death will not befall them.

Therefore, when everyone came here, they saw kobolds lying all over the ground, their breathing was weak, as if snoring in their sleep would accelerate the consumption of physical strength, and would attract the watchful eye of death.

There was silence all around, Tracy prostrate beside Renard, staring at the kobold camp, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, when are we going to do it?"

Renard had never seen such a special creature, and his brain was still in the driver's seat, so it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he also lowered his voice and said, "When do you think it's best to do it?"

Tracy did not answer, for he gave the answer by action, only to see him stand up, draw his sword from his waist, and shout: "Destroy the kobolds, and restore peace to Fort Saint-Brieu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several sturdy figures swept past Renard, killing their chosen targets.

Blood spurred, and the kobolds, immersed in sleep, were slaughtered like never before.

Renard didn't get up, he carefully observed the changes in the mission data, Kill Mission: Kill a hundred goblins, reward a little potential, and the completion degree is twenty-eight.

Sure enough, similar to his conjecture, followers killing quest monsters will also be counted in the quest data.

In less than five minutes, forty-eight kobolds' heads were cut off, and the number kept increasing, 56 percent, 62 percent, 77 percent......

Reynard recovered from his shock and his eyes swept to the battlefield, the brutal scene nearly making him vomit.

The kobold tribe was already full of corpses, and the nine dog-legged people were like tigers entering the flock, and a sword could harvest a life, and the blood was splashed all over their faces, they didn't care about wiping it at all, and went straight to the next target.

Rayleigh, who used to look cute, is now like a madman, killing and muttering: "Twenty-four copper plates, twenty-six copper plates, twenty-eight copper plates......"

Killing a kobold rewards two copper plates, which Renard said beforehand, that is, this guy has cut off the heads of fourteen kobolds in less than ten minutes.

Reynard was shocked, as if he didn't know these people, and he silently muttered in his heart: money is the greatest original sin.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, but it was as if he smelled the fishy smell of the sea, and he knew very well that it was the smell of blood.

His head was dizzy: "Damn, Lao Tzu faints blood." ”

With that, he fell to the ground unconscious.

Of course, Renard was pretending, in order to hide his trembling legs, after all, he was a good young man from the twenty-first century, he had never seen such a bloody scene, and he was already nervous if he didn't faint on the spot.

However, he can't show his timid side in front of his subordinates, so he can only get through by lying.

As he fell, he turned his face in the direction of the battlefield, one eye half-open, watching the tide of battle.

As it turned out, his worries were completely unnecessary, and the more than 300 kobolds were only to be slaughtered, and in the face of sharp swords, they had very few who dared to resist except running and wailing.

And even if they resist, they will often be killed on the ground as soon as they raise their sticks.

More than twenty minutes later, the kobold fled for the sake of death, and the brutal killing was over.

The doglegs were covered in blood to inspect the battlefield, and when they encountered those who were not dead, they made up two more swords.

Seeing this, Renard secretly sighed and said, "Why is it too anxious!"

Until now, the doglegs still hadn't noticed Reynard, who had fallen to the ground, and they were still counting the results of the battle and how many copper plates they could get in exchange.

Renard coughed twice in embarrassment, quickly got up from the ground, raised his sword and posed for what he thought was handsome.

However, no one noticed him, and the atmosphere around him was extremely embarrassing.

Fortunately, he had no face and no skin, and when he saw that no one cared about him, he entered the system to check the progress of the task without care, and he was suddenly startled at this look.

Complete the Kill Mission: Kill a hundred kobolds, reward a little potential, and the completion is 246%. ”

"Ding! Over-complete the task and reward a random attribute. ”

Random attributes?Reynard's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly opened his attribute interface.

"The host attributes are: Strength: 7, Agility: 7, Intelligence: 5, Charisma: 5, Potential: 1, Unassigned Skill Points: 2. ”

"The skill level of the host strength system is, Iron Bone: Three, Strong Attack: Two, Precision: Two. ”

"The skill level of the host agility system is, Riding Skill: Zero, Martial Skill: Three, Control: Three. ”

"The skill level of the host intelligence department is, Douqi Usage: Zero, Unforgettable: 5, Tactical Command: Zero"

"The skill level of the host charisma system is, Domination: 2, Valor: 2, Frequent Death: 1. ”

He carefully checked for a long time and found that he really had a little more agility, which was equivalent to completing two killing tasks at once.

Renard thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that he had to pay attention to this excess reward.

With this in mind, he added his potential to strength, and his skill points to his strength's strong attack and agility's mastery, respectively, and then withdrew from the system.

He clenched his fists and jumped on the spot, feeling full of energy.

The doglegs settled the results of the battle and came to Renard's side to ask for credit.

Ben was the most powerful and the fastest, he ran to Renard's side, thrust his long sword into the ground, and deliberately gasped: "Young master, I killed sixty-four kobolds. ”

Immediately afterwards, the other doglegs reported their results: "I killed thirty-two." ”