Half an hour later, touching her slightly bulging belly, Joanna and the rest of her clan began to doubt their lives.

Even if it's poison, it's supposed to be poisoned, right?

This kind of thing called "lobster meat" has an unimaginable deliciousness that almost melts the brain.

What's going on?

They swore that they had never eaten anything so delicious in their lives.

Those strange-looking 'lobster people' are obviously extremely intelligent,

Joanna couldn't imagine why such an intelligent creature would be willing to give her life for Ash...... It doesn't seem right!

As a good warrior and one of the best hunters in the Northlands, she recognized at a glance that the lobster man who later crawled out of the waves beside Ash was the one who had just hung up.

Identifying prey is the basic skill of a hunter.

Joanna didn't want to believe and had to believe: maybe they really wouldn't die!

When she asked Ash, Ash was hesitant: "They are the hands of me, me, my great benefactor, but in fact the soul is not in this world, these are just bodies that they can make at any time." The specifics are secret. ”

Joanna was convinced: "Okay! Even if it's an addictive monster, we admit it." It's better than starving to death and freezing to death. Our lives are yours. ”

In this paragraph, there are actually players next to it.

But they were talking about Northland eels, oh, barbarism.

In the live broadcast, except for Wang Hao, no one understood.

The audience scolded a certain company for being inauthentic and deliberately made some bird language to fool people.

Only Wang Hao slapped his thigh.

Sure enough, it is a poor mountain and bad water, and it is easy to kidnap people!

Where to use what lollipops, just have a jerky, and a female version of the humanoid Gundam with a force of 99 is in hand. Looking at her previous tactics, Wang Hao knew very well that although there was a factor that Ash didn't want to really hurt Joanna, Joanna's high force value was beyond doubt.

As for Ash's triple shot, Wang Hao himself didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to block it.

But how to bring people to God's forsaken land is a problem.

He asked the sniper system, but the system replied: "The target is beyond the host's dominance and cannot be brought into the Godforsaken Lands. 】

Wang Hao fully understands that this is to prevent him from cheating. After all, Ash is his subordinate, and it would be too buggy for Ash to help him pull a legion from his hometown.

Although Wang Hao's current power is also a bit buggy, it is the result of his life and death, and his conquest and unification of N forces.

It is certain that the help that each force can pull from the outside world must be limited. This limit depends on the ability of the Bloody Tournament participants to dominate, as well as the strength and willingness of those invited to help.

"If Ash is going to bring back so many people, at least she'll be a big chief or something. Wait a minute...... It's hard to say that it can really succeed. Wang Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Without those 1,500 elite players, Ash snickered when he went back without delivering food.

With those players who are not afraid of death and are super capable of fighting, maybe it can really be done.

Well, even if Ash succeeds, how to arrange so many 'immigrants' in the end is a big problem.

Wang Hao rubbed his eyebrows and decided to abandon the treatment of this problem: "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." ”

Just as he was bored and watching Ash, his own territory finally had a situation.

The geographical location of Abyss City is quite close to the exit of the West Corridor, and basically Abyss City is in a line with the Great Lake and Quicksand City.

To the north is the Rijiu Gorge, which is the base of the Light of Order.

According to Wang Hao's assumption, there should be no major events over there. The old brother of the orderly and kind camp is cheeky, and he values his promises more than anyone else.

Wang Hao arranged only limited patrols over there, focusing on his own spring and the southwest.

Who knew that this time it was an accident in the northwest.

"Huhuhu!" a warrior in silver armor trotted across the desert under the scorching sun.

A feeling of fatigue welled up from the deepest part of his heart, and it had already spread throughout his body. The underside of the visor was constantly expelling a scorching breath, and the sound of footsteps behind it made it impossible to calm down.

Not far away, there were rows of "click" footsteps.

It was a skeletal soldier under black pressure.

It was three squads, 36 in total, two dark red dots of light jumping in the eye sockets of their skulls.

The scorching sun overhead had no effect on the presence of those creatures of darkness at all.

Perhaps it's their pitch-black bones that give them immunity from sunlight.

Not far behind them, a peculiar chariot followed the skeleton troops unhurriedly. The war horse that pulls the cart is also a skeletal war horse with only bones left.

It's just that the skeleton war horse is different from the undead war horse in traditional Western fantasy, its saddle, halter, footrest, and even the front hem of the reins are made of gold. The blanket on which the saddle was placed was inlaid with gold wire.

In a simple, but equally gold-encrusted two-wheeled open-top carriage, a skeleton without any ornamentation acts as a driver.

Behind it stood a burly skeleton three meters tall and holding a four-meter-long saber.

The skeleton is pitch black, with gold rings embossed with scorpions on its arms and ankles, and a semicircular crown on its head, which also bears the totem of a golden scorpion.

At this moment, it was patrolling the low-level skeletons with eyes that flashed red phosphorus fire.

The large army was already very close to the silver-armored samurai in front.

With a "poof" sound, the skeleton soldiers drew their long swords in unison, opened their legs without a trace of flesh, and rushed towards the silver-armored warrior.

At this time, suddenly a few ordinary citizens Mr. Shrimp rode a strange big fish and passed by not far in front of the sand sea.

The silver-armored warrior was in a hurry, and shouted in the desert lingua franca: "Don't come here!

Of course, it's the player!

What are the players?

If you have nothing to do, you will do something big!

At first, seeing a silver-armored man being chased by a group of skeletons, these guys didn't react.

[Wanderer]: "NPCs are fighting, don't you see?"

[I just want to be melancholy]: "What's so good-looking, it's better to go back and tease Erha." ”

[Nangong Ruoyu]: "Then don't you save people?"

[Brother and daughter-in-law]: "Let him die!"

Suddenly, it was clear that it was a female voice shouting, and the other party took off his helmet and waved it to remind them of something.

As soon as I saw the appearance of the other party under the helmet...... A few key words came to their minds: human, female, alive, beautiful!

[Nangong Ruoyu]: "Can you still save it now?"

All the fish and shrimp said in unison: "Save! must be saved!"

These guys...... It's so real!

As a result, the samurai lady of the light of order was stunned to find that the abyssal city fishman and shrimp man who had signed the "Non-Aggression Pact" with her own family made a sharp turn and drove the huge sandfish with the [Fujiwara Tofu Shop] plaque on her body to speed up towards her side.

She's a little silly.