Before the 'deadly one-meter-two' arrived, Marceau saw the undead rushing in the distance of the street, Anne first went to the other side and loudly warned many players of the coming-coming news, and then ran to Marceau's side, the girl leaning on the railing looked at the gray wave of death and sighed: "Marceau, is it a rare situation for us, is it the daily life faced by the players of the good camp in the first open era?"

“…… Well, death brings everyone a life of no more reading, no more writing, no more thinking and imagining, only endless despair. Watching the gray line of death become clearer, Marceau turned to look at Anne, three years later, the girl in front of him had become a legendary battlemage, she had hammered even the evil dragon to death, and she was the natural enemy of the lichs - the sledgehammer always oppressed the dead with its crushing damage.

"But the players of the First Open Era used their courage and perseverance to wipe out the army of the undead and wipe them out once and for all...... We'll be able to do it too, Marceau. By the time she had said the last sentence, Anne had already stood up, and the girl holding the sledgehammer leaning against the railing awaited Marceau's answer with a look of antiquation.

Marceau nodded, and he turned and climbed down the railing, reached out to take Anne's hand, and led her downstairs.

"Annie, as long as all of you are still in the Eastern Continent, I will never betray this land, although my grandfather is the god of death in the game, but I will never betray any friends for a little bit of divine power. Marceau looked at the steps at his feet, and at the same time added to Anne behind him: "It's not that I don't have enough chips, but I, as a lame cat who has enjoyed your care for so many years, really can't find a reason to betray you, let alone allow myself to admit the legitimacy of this reason...... Annie, you know what. ”

"Hmm. Anne knows that I will try to take care of Marceau, and everyone will say that they are all half-breeds, and they are all pointy-eared, so they should take care of each other as a matter of course. Anne behind her replied. His voice was full of joy and joy, and Marceau smiled and squeezed Anne's little hand: "Yes, there is still a long way to go in life, and we still have a long way to go." ”

Anne, you don't know how hard a lame cat has to work to be worthy of the delusion of keeping you...... You'll never know, and you'll never need to know, because these things the lame cat himself knows.

Turning her head to look at Anne. The smile on Marceau's face was even bigger, and he pulled the girl in front of him and gently touched her forehead with his forehead: "Let's go, let's go out and kill it and turn it upside down." ”

"Well, killing it is a big deal. ”

……

The fat man, who had lined up all the melee fighters in his warband who could still fight, stood in the first row, listening in horror to the roar of the undead that was getting closer and louder, and at the same time keeping an eye on the small building where the kitten and the girl were, why he and she hadn't come down yet. Could it be that he watched the undead and ran away, right?

Wrong. The girl named Yang in their squad and the girl named Long Time were still there, and even the little warrior monk was carrying special ballista arrows that could move small ballistas at the support point in the back.

Just as he was thinking this, a large number of ghouls rushed out of the corner of the street, and the door of the small building was pushed open, and the kitten cub walked out with the girl in tow. At that moment, the fat man felt that his retina was snow-white, like a hundred flashing shock bombs exploding in front of him--Wait a minute! Didn't that girl named Yang hold hands with this kitten before, how did she turn around and hold hands again!

me! This damn cat is stepping on two boats!

Before the ghouls could charge, Carmen the Fat Man turned his head to look at Young, only to see her with a musket facing the scene with a smile...... Wait a minute! This doesn't seem to be a blackened smile.

Carmen felt like the whole world had blown up. This is indeed the legendary winner in life!

Then the fat man was pounced on by the ghouls.

……

Marceau watched the players in the first row be knocked down by the ghouls in an instant, because they were on the side of the line, so they gave the front row a shot of scolding the undead - this is the superpower of a shaman with faith, with Marceau's perception, it can be used at least nine times a day, and there are no side effects on the living at all, even if it is used in the city, at most it will only make the city guards scold one or two words like 'You messed up my hairstyle again, boy!' and other painless words.

But for the undead, Marceau's roar directly shocked a large number of ghouls in front of him, so Anne dragged the hammer and jumped directly into the wave of ghouls, and then Marceau saw that the ghouls were beaten into the air by the girl's blow.

Then Yang raised his hand, and the next second the entire front street was illuminated, looking at the cone-shaped damage area with no dead ends and countless ghouls turning directly into flying ash in the air, the cat cub thought for a while, and then confirmed that this should be a shot...... Colorful jet.

Colorful Jet replaced with a divine effect?Meow a mi, Yang will be the golden thigh when fighting the undead in the future, as long as he wants to win, any regiment leader with brains is willing to exchange the life of the entire battle group for her safety.

Not only did this damage scare their own people, but even the follow-up troops of the undead stopped, and the Lord of the Crown and their commander were obviously a little unsure of the origin of these living people in front of them - from the charge of the ghoul cannon fodder, these guys seemed to be vulnerable, but after the ghouls pressed all the lines, the magic of that shot was different.

The wise lords of the high-ranking crowns couldn't make up their minds for a while, although they were undead, they couldn't withstand such consumption, and since they were the lords of the crowns, they had already left the cannon fodder class.

Just when the undead were undecided, the fire from the rear made the choice in their place, and the successive undead were shattered by the artillery, and their proud numerical superiority was also so vulnerable in the face of alchemy.

Marceau turned his head and saw two larger gunboats moving slowly in the sky, the battleboats flying out of their bellies, and several of the battleboats dropped buckets of holy water on the other side of the street after the bombardment, and the earth shook and the roar of the earth was heard, and a great abomination crashed into the three-story building around the corner, and the wooden building was reduced to ruins in an instant, and it finally collapsed into the street after being 'irrigated' by the holy water, and its whole body was emitting green smoke.

It was only then that Marceau remembered that Carmen's fat man seemed to be at the front of the line.

So the kitten trotted all the way to the front of the players' queue, just in time to see the fat man being helped up, this guy's nose is gone, and the thumb of his left hand has been gnawed by the roots, but it looks okay, because the fat man can still give the cat cub a thumbs up.

"Hey, fat brother, you're in luck. Marceau smiled and crouched down in front of him.

"That is, we defeated dogs have a bad life, so we have to rely on hard to top. The fat man laughed twice, then tilted his head, and the priest beside him reached out and pressed his neck: "Comatose, hurry up and take the regiment commander to the rear." ”

Seeing that the fat man was lifted away from the front line by several large heads, Marceau stood up, listened to Anne's footsteps, and asked without replying: "Annie, Carmen is a dog?"

"I don't know. Anne replied dryly. (To be continued......)