"Then who hurries out, who wants the red-headed blood lion?"

Ma Krypton held his summoning staff, and led the players of the combat department of the Aotian Club, and a group of people stood at the door of the Wizards' Guild with a big grin, shouting loudly.

"The quest items are here, who will pick them up! Feel free to settle the quest rewards! ”

"Our boss said that he wanted a fire-based high-level magic scroll, and he saw a fire-based high-level magic yesterday when he read a book, and he liked it very much!"

Countless onlookers saw this scene and let out a cry of amazement.

"The undead really did it!"

"Oh my God, how many undead companions they have to die to kill this blood lion!"

"I suddenly felt that the profession of bounty hunter should disappear completely! The undead are the real bounty hunters! ”

A large number of magicians from the Magic Guild rushed out, looking at the huge blood lion corpse in front of them with a dull expression, stunned, and gasped.

"How did this group of undead do it!"

Face the amazement of the magicians.

Ma Krypton couldn't help but sneer: "A group of earth buns are just a high-level magical beast, and we used to team up to kill and play when we were leveling up in the forest. ”

From this moment on, the players showed the NPCs their strength as a scourge.

An old magician came out.

He was the magician who issued the task, and in the face of Ma Krypton's death, he readily took out a bunch of high-level magic scrolls: "Brave undead warrior, you can take any of these magic scrolls!" ”

"it!"

Ma Krypton gasped, and the players behind him couldn't help but glow green as they looked at the large number of magic scrolls in front of them.

"Terrifying!"

"Magicians are really rich!"

"I really want to rob, but I can't seem to beat him."

The old magician looked at this group of undead with a smile, and he was very relieved of this group of undead, because these days, this group of undead had shown enough good and strong qualities.

Research into this group of undead shows that this group of undead is not as evil as the temple says, but rather that this group of undead are more disciplined.

Do tasks and get rewards.

Although there are occasional undead who will break this rule, only a small fraction of them.

Just like in a human group, there will be a distinction between good people and bad people.

Magicians are increasingly finding the undead easy to use, and the most important thing is that it is cheap!

A Blood Lion is worth almost as much as five high-level magic scrolls, but with only one high-level magic scroll as a quest reward, this group of undead can kill a blood lion in the shortest amount of time!

"Okay, that's it!"

Ma Krypton chose a high-grade scroll, and then reluctantly watched the old magician take back all the other scrolls.

"I think I'm going to have it all......"

Ma Krypton asked unrelentingly: "Uncle, do you still have this kind of task?" ”

"Not anymore."

The old magician shook his head and instructed the magic apprentices to move the blood lion into the wizards' guild, then turned to him and said, "If I still need it, I will come back to you." ”

"Okay, we promise to be on call!"

Ma Krypton was very happy, and waved his big hand: "Brothers, let's withdraw and go to report the good news to Brother Long!" ”

Tasks such as killing monsters are the favorite of the undead.

You can also get life points and experience points, and you can get mission rewards, killing multiple birds with one stone.

Looking at the figures of the undead fading away, the old magician stood at the door of the magicians' union, not knowing what he was thinking.

"President, have you changed your mind?" A young magician whispered, and he could feel the change in the president's attitude.

"I know what you're worried about."

The Old Magician President sighed: "Now that the conflict between the academy and the temple has deepened, the dean has not made it clear that he intends to start an all-out war with the temple, so our best thing to do is not to have any kind of contact with this group of undead." ”

"It's not just because they've conquered the cities of the North, because they're the undead, the sworn enemies of the Temple."

"But ......"

The old magician chairman frowned, his face full of confusion: "You know, in this world, it is really difficult to find such a useful and obedient bounty hunter as this group of undead. ”

"But if we do this, if the temple finds out, it may be difficult for the dean."

The young magician frowned, a little worried: "The temple is too powerful, we don't have to be opponents. ”

"So be it."

The old magician president patted the young man on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Let's treat it as if we don't know what happened in Thorn Flower City, and make a day by day." ”

"As for the Dean, he should understand us."

"These days, it's not easy for people to do magic, I just want to save a little cost, I just want to make a little contribution to the magicians in the north, in fact, I hate the undead too."

The old magician president shook his head and sighed as he turned to enter the wizards' guild.

When the young magician heard the president's exclamation, he couldn't help but be very moved: "Your Excellency, President......"

Unexpectedly, the president would be so aware of the righteousness that he would rather offend the temple than take care of the interests of all the magicians in the northern realm!

The young magician didn't see it.

The president of the Magicians' Guild who walked with his back to him said in a sad tone, but his expression changed abruptly, and his smile was full of old faces like blooming chrysanthemums.

"Rich! Get rich! A high-level magic scroll can be exchanged for a blood lion! I've made a lot of money this time! ”

With the outbreak of the Blood Lion Incident of the Mage's Guild, most of the inhabitants of the northern city are beginning to face up to the role of the undead.

Originally, after these days of getting along, most people can do it without fear of the undead.

Now, more people are discovering more uses for the undead.

"What a strange group of undead who want to help the people in the city on their quest."

"Yes, I was entangled by the undead two days ago, and I obviously didn't have a task, but I was pestered to ask for a mission. It also came home with me, helped me with cleaning, cooking, laundry, etc., and I was so guilty that I gave a few copper coins. ”

"You say, could this be the order of the great villain? The City Lord Great Villain deliberately made the undead so industrious, just so that we could accept him as the new City Lord. ”

"Your guess is plausible, but ...... He's a big villain, and he's a recognized evil undead summoner! Do you think an evil guy needs someone else's consent before he can become a city lord? ”

"It makes sense, as if the law of the tragic wind doesn't need a reason to kill people."

"Then why are these undead so helpful?"

"Maybe the undead are not bad in nature, we have all been misled by the temple and wronged the undead for so long."

Xu Xiaofan gradually discovered that many people in the northern city began to talk about the undead, and the circle of NPCs was like a player's circle, and there were many analyses and speculations about each other.

It's a very interesting thing.

As an independent outsider, Xu Xiaofan can look at the problem from the perspective of an NPC, and he can also look at the problem from the perspective of a player.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity to take the opportunity to change the native NPCs of the Eske continent."

"Who says the undead are necessarily evil? Since ancient times, as long as the temple is defeated, the light is evil! The undead are justice! ”

Xu Xiaofan suddenly understood this truth.

These days, Xu Xiaofan stayed in the northern city not only to visit and understand the city, he also remembered that he promised Xu Ercong the artifact.

After these days of pondering and research, Xu Xiaofan finally finalized the template and functional effect of the first artifact!

"I can't make a real Death Artifact now, but I can create a special pseudo-artifact, as long as the effect meets Xu Ercong's needs."

"The function of this artifact should not only satisfy one player, but should be considered from the perspective of most players, and at the same time, it must also take care of my interests as a god of death."

"I've got an idea!"

Xu Xiaofan disappeared, and as soon as Long Aotian returned to the City Lord's Mansion, he didn't find Lord Death.

Whether it was the City Lord's Mansion or the Northern City, even in the training area of the wild, the Grim Reaper was not found.

"Lord Death, where have you been, why don't you say anything to Xiaolong'er."

Long Aotian was very sad, he felt that he had not taken good care of Lord Death, so he let Lord Death leave the Northern City.

On the contrary, Xu Ercong looked very open: "Aotian, people are the big bosses of our camp, naturally they can't mix with us every day, the big guy is the big guy after all, and he must have his own things." ”

"However, I haven't been given the assignment yet."

Long Aotian was very sad: "I have served his old man for so many days, and his old man refuses to give me a task. ”

Long Aotian's grief didn't last long.

On the third day, Xu Xiaofan returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Your artifact reward, I brought it."

Looking at the surprised expressions on the faces of the two army commanders in front of him, Xu Xiaofan was very satisfied.

"What am I talking about?"

Long Aotian smiled and shouted loudly: "Death is death!" Is the big guy the kind of person who doesn't talk much? ”

Xu Ercong looked at the Grim Reaper in front of him with a smile, and couldn't wait to ask, "Grim Reaper, where is our artifact?" ”

"The artifact is here."

Xu Xiaofan took out an item from the sleeve of his wide cloak, handed it to Xu Ercong, and said earnestly: "This is your artifact reward." ”

This is a small architectural template, and the general appearance is the shape of a pointed tower, and the whole is black, which looks quaint at first glance.

But after looking closely, Xu Ercong felt that this seemed to be a toy for children.

"That's it?"

Long Aotian was very disappointed, where is this artifact, it is obviously a toy figure.

"Take a closer look."

Hearing the words of the god of death, Xu Ercong hurriedly scanned the small black spire tower in his hand with the godhead system.

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