Among the ten thousand races, there are undead races, this is the serious ten thousand races of the material world, and its birth is a kind of cannon fodder created during the first war of all races, when the lower plane forces invaded the material world, such as the blood race, such as the ghost race, such as the death knight, etc., all of which came from this, and its prototype is actually cannon fodder created by imitating the underworld camp.

For example, the prototype of the Death Knight is the Death Knight in the underworld camp, for example, the prototype of the blood clan, which is the crimson shadow of the underworld camp, etc., compared to the undead races in the ten thousand races, the underworld camp is the real death civilization, they already have a civilization, a kind of dead civilization.

On the border of the plant alliance biased towards the elven empire, a post stands here, there are eight soldiers in this outpost, they are all a race of plants, these eight soldiers are bragging, in fact, although the border post is nominally dangerous, but it also depends on what the border post is, this is the border post of the plant alliance biased towards the elven empire, it stands to reason that there will be no war at all, so the task of the post here is not to guard against war at all, but to clean up the surrounding beasts and monsters, as well as to guard against bandits, protect businessmen and the like, and for the soldiers who are guarding here, this is a leisure without much oil and water, the only benefit is estimated to be idle.

"Hey, you don't know, right? I saw the dark elf before, that noble girl is still a high-level magician, her figure is very similar to the favorite little girl of the noble lords, her face looks immature but charming, just looking at it from a distance is unbearable, I really don't know how the lords who married the elves and nobles are enjoying it." A middle-aged man, speaking in a deep voice, let out a laugh that all men understand.

The rest of the soldiers also laughed in agreement, and one of the young men said: "You are talking bad behind the old magicians, those magicians have mysterious magic, you are talking bad behind your back, be careful that the magician turns you into a toad." ”

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, but it was naturally impossible to lose the formation at this time, so he stiffened his neck and said forcefully: "You don't have to fool me, I also know that transcendents are also divided into levels, high-level magicians, that is naturally nothing...... Big deal, if it's a legend, then I definitely don't dare to say anything, but you, pile, didn't you say last time that you went back to check the family tree, your family has the blood of the tree people, is it a high-level race? Why didn't I see anything special about you? It's just an ordinary bark people, and it's also a tree people. ”

The young man's face suddenly turned red, and he stood up and said, "How can you smear people's innocence out of thin air?"

The middle-aged man said happily: "Why did you dirt your innocence? Someone saw it, you ran to your old house in the middle of the night, and searched for the old family tree there for a long time. ”

The young man's face turned red as blood, and he muttered what he was looking for a genealogy is not attached to the nobles, he was not beaten to the point of screaming, and his clan may have difficult words such as the bloodline of the tree people, and the entire outpost was suddenly plunged into a joyful laughter.

He laughed uncomfortably, but he couldn't refute anything, and immediately he left the outpost, rode a grass horse at random, and galloped away into the distance.

I don't know how long he ran, but after being blown by the cold wind, the pile's mood calmed down a little, so he got off the grass horse, walked to a big tree next to the road, and lay down directly in the shadows.

The pile is not a random guess that he has the blood of the tree people, as the strongest race in the plant lineage, although the tree people are now weak, but in terms of racial talent alone, the tree people pull the elves do not know hundreds of streets, as a natural transcendent creature, the tree people have a transcendent level once they become adults, and they are generally extremely high, and the tree people are usually high-level or even legendary druids, and there are all kinds of powerful racial talents, such as the tree people can control plants, the control here is not the control of druid spells, but by instinct, plants can evolve and even degenerate, grow and even wither, you can even turn plants into plant war weapons, etc., any tree man can be called a plant lord.

Although he is the son of a landlord in the countryside, he also has his own dreams, he wants to become extraordinary, he wants to have his own power, and then go on adventures, to travel all over this desolate continent, to see the prosperity of this world, just like the protagonists described in them, to find all kinds of ruins, to challenge all kinds of monsters, and to marry beauties of all races......

Thinking of this, even saliva flowed down, and he began to fantasize about his future, and the whole person lay down on the grass like this, the breeze blew, and the temperature was just right, he felt heavy eyelids when he thought about it, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When the pile woke up, it was already dark at this moment, and it was the last time of dusk, so the pile immediately woke up, and hurriedly rode on the grass horse that was grazing nearby, and went in the direction of the outpost.

Inexplicably, the pile felt a little cold all over his body, but he didn't care, he just thought that he had a cold after sleeping all afternoon, and now that the night is falling, it is normal to have a cold, and then the pile is getting closer and closer to the sentry, and he feels more and more uneasy in his heart, this uneasiness comes inexplicably, without warning, just like a person walking on the night road, suddenly goosebumps rise.

Then, the pile saw the outpost, and at the same time saw the dense green light at the outpost, when he saw these green lights, the pile only felt that even the bottom of his heart was cold, although he didn't know what these green lights were, he subconsciously wanted to let the grass horse continue to move forward, and suddenly at this moment, a black shadow swooped down and threw him down on the grass, and at the same time, the black shadow stabbed the grass horse's ass with a sharp weapon, and the grass horse ran straight towards the outpost with a wail.

The pile was so frightened that he was about to scream, but he didn't want this black shadow to cover his mouth, and at the same time whispered: "It's me, don't scream!"

This voice was the voice of the middle-aged man in the team, his voice was hoarse and low, but at this time it sounded extremely good, and the middle-aged man whispered: "Don't make a sound, don't make a sound." As he spoke, the middle-aged man slowly let go of the hand covering his mouth.

He didn't shout, he was a soldier and had military training, and then he whispered, "What is that, what's going on? What about the others?"

The middle-aged man was silent and did not answer, and after a long time, the middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Go, move towards the border branch, I now order you in the name of the captain, pile, with the life of the eighth detachment and the sixty-second squad, go in the direction of the branch, tell them everything here, tell those noble lords, tell the villagers, tell everyone, tell them...... Run for your life, as far as you can get!!"

He was in a hurry, and even his voice was a little louder: "What's the matter!" Also, you're not the captain, you are not qualified to order me, hurry up and tell me, what happened!?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but said in a low, almost throat-choked voice, "Next, you are the captain...... Tell them, tell the old men, tell everybody, none of us retreated, none of us ran away......"

In a hurry, he didn't look at the outpost again, but at the middle-aged man, and then he was immediately so frightened that he rolled several meters away, and even his urine was scared out, because the middle-aged man had turned into a monster...... No, it's something more terrifying and terrifying than a monster.

The pile saw that the middle-aged man's body had begun to rot, and his back half of his body was devoured by a huge, leech-like creature, this huge leech-like creature had swallowed the back half of the middle-aged man's body, and it was still squirming and devouring, and the middle-aged man's rotten upper body was no longer visible, although he was still breathing, but no one would feel that he was still alive, or that he could live.

The middle-aged man's rotten face, which had already exposed bones, showed a hideous smile, and then roared in a low voice: "Pile, are you still breastfeeding!? Get out of Lao Tzu! With our name, with our voice, with our life, get out, get out!!"

The pile was pinched in the heart by a kind of terror, and he subconsciously ran out in the direction of the outpost, running faster and faster, urinating and running, and then the rest of the team of seven people came to his mind, and they were telling rude jokes, talking about the harvest of their hometown, laughing at his youth and milkiness, laughing at his insolence, and then ......

The pile cried out, crying and running, towards the border branch, towards the border line of the Plant Alliance.