Varian Lin Van Buren, Van Buren's 'Van Buren Plan' warband, Tier 1, Wild Druids of the third detachment of the Second Warband, the last survivor of the entire warband. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The city of Hart, the aristocratic district north of the city, is being scouted.

A month ago, Varian asked his regimental commander for leave to come to Hart City to accompany his girlfriend, but the day before yesterday, half of Halt City and the entire Van Buren City turned into a ghost domain, and his warband was completely wiped out because of its involvement in an epic plot that would lead to historical divisions, and his girlfriend also died in the epidemic in the north of the city, and this role was completely abolished.

Therefore, after knowing that such evil was most likely the work of the New Eden guys, Varian immediately volunteered to sign up for the kitten commander's reconnaissance team - to find the evil and rotten targets, and then fire a signal flare, and the kitten commander, after hearing about Varian, vowed to let Varian see the last days of those guys.

Varian thanked the kitten and his friends from the bottom of his heart, but ...... This kind of hatred can only be resolved by personally retributing those wicked people, and I still remember that all the friends in the warband, although they are' Van Buren planned 'In this war group, the daily training is inevitably a little boring, but the care of friends and the encouragement of the regiment commander moved the young people who had just left the school, but all this was completely destroyed in the epidemic storm the day before yesterday, the entire war group, nearly four integrated combat regiments, a total of 8,000 comrades-in-arms, all turned into undead, and they will not be able to create a new account at least a week later, and Varian will definitely not be able to forgive those murderers in New Eden, their hatred does not need to fake others.

Flying past the top of the bell tower, Varian kept an eye on the rooftop and the windows, and every now and then a zombie spotted it and waved its hand in vain trying to 'fish' something.

It's a tragic sight, and I've heard that the scenery on the other side of Van Buren is not much different...... It could even be said to be a little worse.

Why do they spread the disease and turn the innocents of the entire region into ghosts, it's just ...... As the forum says, for the sake of their so-called mission, can tens of thousands of living beings die?

Varian could not accept such a view, and from a young age, Varian accepted that everyone in the Earth Federation must fight for a better world...... Yes, maybe just because the world isn't real, but just because the world isn't real, can these AIs be sacrificed at will?

I don't accept it, I don't accept this point of view, I don't accept such reasons, the Tao is not the same, it should be the current situation.

Varian answered his question with only a tooth for a tooth and blood for a blood.

Descending again, Varian was flying over a small three-story building when he suddenly noticed a teacup in the window...... Skeleton?

Wait a minute, skeletons?

After a circle, Varian stopped at the top of the small building opposite the window and looked at the skeleton in the window...... It seems too general to say that skeletons are coming, this guy is wearing a mage robe, holding that beautiful-looking teacup in his hand, twisting his head as if he is ...... Something else in the room is communicating.

So Varian stopped at the bulge at the top of the window...... Still not able to hear any sound, but considering that the undead still use psychic abilities as a dialogue mode, coupled with the sound of chainmail boots coming from downstairs, Varian finally stopped in front of the windowsill very riskily, and at this moment, he saw many ...... standing in the hall Nearly twenty or so evil and rotten bodies, they may be sitting in the world, and one guy is sitting in front of the piano playing something...... In this regard, Varian thinks that this guy is playing this thing, and the brain-piercing magic sound is more reliable than this.

In the next second, Varian noticed an evil skeleton with a pale skull looking at him, Varian stepped back, exited the window, turned around and began to flap his wings vigorously, escaping a few arrows, returning to the roof of the building Varian turned into a human form, and pulled the flare from the young man in the flare in his satchel.

'An arrow piercing the clouds, thousands of troops come to meet each other. Looking at the yellow letters, Varian felt that he was ...... That's a good point.

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"See flares are rising! Repeat! Flares are rising!"

The prairie elf cub on the watchtower in the central district was screaming, and Marceau followed the direction he was pointing as he leaned out...... In fact, there is no need for him to point it, because the whole city has seen the signal flare, this signal flare that screams while rising also has a fireworks effect, although the effect is somewhat weakened during the day, but the cat cub thinks that it should be seen anyway if it is not blind, so the cat cub jumped up from the sofa and picked up the shotgun by the armrest, the cat cub turned his head to look at everyone: "Don't stand stupidly, it's time for us to work!"

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"Damn, we've been discovered!" When he saw the ferocious eagle retreat out of the window in a humane way, Mu Ze immediately understood what this guy meant: "This is definitely not a scout who checks at random!

"Why would you be so sure. Ateke, who didn't have time to catch the druid in his vision, asked.

"When you go out on the street...... ! It's a flare!" Kisawa heard a voice from the roof of the building, and immediately strode up the stairs: "I heard that Lady Lily has arrived in this area with her warship, I don't want to face her and her elite guards!"

"What are you afraid of, what is it about Lady Lily in your mouth that would make a monster like you feel afraid. Aitke had to keep up - although this guy always liked to play against him, a guy like him wasn't something he could just get, and if the system hadn't assigned him to his team, Atek wouldn't have had enough pay to hire him.

After all...... This is a real dog of war.

"That's a legend! And she's been favored by Anonymous lately! Because she's been so prominent on the battlefield of the invasion of the Outer Plane in the last year or two, and although I'm a bit capable, I'm not arrogant enough to deal with a god's darling, whether it's that darling or a steppe elf priest who specializes in the divine way!"

At this moment, everyone present immediately followed in the footsteps of Mu Ze - the steppe elf priest who specializes in the divine way is an old father who can find his way and specializes in domestic violence for them in the game.

A legendary steppe elf priestess who is deeply favored by the gods and should have received divine grace more than once, this has broken through the old father stage, this is a deadly old mother.

"Whoever has a stronger pet, or has no problem with his archery skills, go and kill that druid!" At this time, Kizawa, who stopped again, glanced at everyone and realized that this was simply a vain question - this time yesterday, the only fangs shooter was reduced to parts by his own employer's basin...... Thinking of this, Mu Ze looked helplessly at the trainee in front of him - this madman.

Going out, Mu Ze glanced at the street, turned his head and turned into the alley: "Give me camouflage, as soon as the signal flare goes to the sky, according to the process I saw before, it won't take five minutes at most, and the combat boat will arrive here." ”

"That ferocious eagle is right over us. ”

"It's okay, let's go faster, come with me. ”

Leading everyone through two alleys, Mu Ze gave an order to the mage in the team: "Thirty yards ahead, two dark clouds, spreading. ”

Soon, darkness enveloped the entire alley, and as undead, everyone was completely immune to this arcane art, so they followed behind Kisawa, and after turning a corner, they followed him and pushed open a small window at the bottom of the alley, and the ghosts rushed in.

"It's a blessing for me to suddenly find out at this time that you're not fat. After Mu Ze finished speaking, he wiped his ribs rarely: "Now, remember our position." The evil swordsman dug up a large floor tile in front of him, and then pulled out some digging tools from his bag: "And the other thing that can make us happy is naturally our untired shell." (To be continued.) )