Chapter 88: The History of the Struggle between the Shameful Elves and the Shameful Lords
"Who's that! Help, ahhh
Leo kicked Durandal's unlucky thing onto the airship with a turn, and after settling accounts with this thing, he really wanted to know how she hooked such a thing with a turn, and what happened to poke the dead den.
The airship shook as soon as it took off, and Herman checked the fuel tank and turned a little pale, and the consequences of speeding were finally revealed.
"Teacher....it seems to be out of gas"
“…….”
In the end, all the airships stopped on the cliff, but there was a mountain wall more than ten meters high as a block, and the cannon in the airship was pulled out and the rack was not much worse than the city wall.
Under the roar of several rounds of artillery fire, the walking corpse no longer approached rashly, but stopped outside the firing range, as if observing this special weapon.
"The Walking Dead ..... Sane?"
Compared to being temporarily trapped here, this phenomenon worries Leo even more, the reason for the appearance of walking corpses in the empire is unknown, and no signs of infection have been found so far, and it does not seem to be a virus.
But if, like some film and television works, the deceased is finally born into sanity, it is not good news for the Iron Country, a group of monsters who are not afraid of death and have the ability to recover, it is creepy to think about.
"Okay, now let's talk, shall we?"
As he spoke, his eyes were aimed at May, who was asleep in Durendal's arms, although his face was still the same face, he felt that his body shape and age had shrunk a lot, maybe it was his sister or something? Sensing Leo's gaze, Dulandal held May's hand a little tighter.
"I'm not going to give her to you! Perverted! ”
"Perverted....perverted?"
It was the first time in this world that Leo had heard this word, and he had always felt that he was being treated as a weird with some special hobby, and seeing that Durandal looked like a calf protector, Leo decided to put the issue aside for the time being.
"You are Chi Guoguo's slander, don't worry about you, let's talk about what happened just now, where did those walking corpses come from, don't tell me you really stabbed the walking corpse nest"
Although he got goosebumps when he thought about it, Durandal still told Leo one by one, and the more Leo's brows tightened.
According to her, it is very likely that these walking corpses are manipulated by something, and they can manipulate an army of thousands of walking corpses at the same time, and they feed on their souls, which is not good news.
"And what are you here for?"
"Purchasing outside specialties...., ah no, it's to meet the callee"
"Calendular?"
"I don't know the specifics, but I know that the summoned person is in a place called Snow City, with a piece of such a crystal"
Durandal gestured, and Leo silently pulled out a prismatic crystal from his pocket.
"That's what you're talking about?"
The elf was stunned for a moment, then looked at Leo with wide eyes and a look of surprise, and at the same time felt an urge to take the precious crystal with him.
"Yes, yes, it's such a crystal, and it also carries the magic of an ancient tree........"
"It's you!!"
No wonder I felt that there was a kind of power that communicated with the totem of the ancient tree just now, and it turned out that the ordinary face in front of me that would not be found if thrown into the pile of people was the one who was called? I thought it was at least a birdman with a ring on his head or an elder's wings on his back.
Faced with this elegant, babbling elf, Leo's last vestiges of beautiful illusions about elves were shattered.
"I always feel like you're thinking something rude?"
"....You can also read minds?"
"No, you have it all written on your face! This elf is stupid, disillusioned, etc."
“…….”
This is the legendary face reading that is a level lower than mind reading? What a wasted skill for this stupid elf, thought to himself, but this time Leo put on a poker face.
"For the sake of the callee, I don't care about you a lot."
Leo didn't bother to bother with the elf that had disillusioned him, but the words she had repeatedly mentioned in her mouth had caught his attention, and it seemed that the Iron King had heard something similar himself, and he was actually talking about himself?
"Huh? Haven't you heard that prophecy? Hehe, do you want me to tell you?"
“!”
was read again, and how do you feel that this elf is not only stupid but also a little underbeaten? From the beginning of the conversation, I had an inexplicable resistance.
"Then you say"
"If you want me to say it~ It's not impossible, of course a gold coin will be brought first"
“……”
Herman finally figured out one thing on the side, from the beginning he felt that this elf was too familiar, not the appearance, but the way of acting.
This kind of attitude of reaching out for money and being arrogant is just like the teacher, looking at the two people pinching each other, probably this is the so-called disgust of the same kind.
The dignified Grand Duke of the Northland, a noble elf with pure blood, the two fought like wild dogs on the muddy ground, and even the unconscious Maye was woken up, looking at everything in front of him with a blank face, and finally felt that he should faint for a while.
The tide of walking corpses hit the cliff like a wave, and the artillery in the distance could still be used to baptize, but when they got closer, they could only drive the shotgun downward, but it had some effect.
However, ammunition is starting to run thin, Leo's team is a lightly armed squad after all, and it is originally just a welcome team, God knows what will happen to you.
"Tsk, there's not enough ammunition"
"What's the ammunition?"
Durandal was also very curious about firearms, and he didn't mind the fight he had just had with Leo, so he squeezed half of his head over to look.
"Don't you have to think about the lack of elements when you cast spells?"
Durandal looked at Leo innocently, looking a little puzzled.
"No, I don't."
Thinking of the various documents about the elf, Leo became more and more sure that if this elf had a status bar, it would definitely only have a blood groove without a blue bar, and it might not be just a blue bar.....
Leo himself is not a mage, so he doesn't feel particularly heartbroken, but silently repeats that sentence in his heart, elves are kind, pure and intelligent races?
A heavy thud interrupted Leo's inner slander, and the massive mass of flesh approached with heavy steps, each footstep shaking the ground.
Countless human limbs and faces squirmed on the flesh, and Durandal felt a pang of nausea in his stomach when he looked at it.
"What an unclean and wicked ..... this is"
"You're not going to be clean now..."
Leo looked at Durandal, who was covered in mud, and then looked at himself, well, he wasn't much clean, and dusted off his hands, not taking the approaching Roshan seriously at all.
The soldiers immediately looked at Leo's reaction, and saw that Leo was still the dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and they were a little fixed in their hearts.
The embarrassed elf observed the subtle changes in Leo's expression, and knew in his heart that this person was as stable as Mount Tai on the surface, but he was actually panicked in his heart, but he didn't say it, and she wasn't really stupid.
"What are they doing in a daze, and they move quickly!"
"Yes! Adult"
"Load the flower bombs! Salvo! ”