A blood shadow galloped through the streets, without any breath leaking, and in the eyes of these low-level undead, it was no different from the surrounding buildings.

Does it look like an inhuman being of a little girl?

Under the description of the wind mouse, it is still conceivable that she is indeed using bloody magic, some of the most basic bloody magic.

She also has other traits, sharp claws, unusual beast ears, and an unusual rage.

These don't look so much like a bloodline, more like a product of a mixed bloodline, and it can't be ruled out that it could be the product of the Dark Cross Church.

Guess no matter what, Lance wanted to see it for himself, even if it was almost certain now that she wasn't a Blood.

In his hand he held a turquoise medallion with the name of an adventuring group, the Greatsword of the Winds.

This is a fixed team ranked twenty-eighth in the Silver ranking, with an average mana of around seven hundred.

It can easily kill them from the front, that is to say, that group of people from the Dark Cross Church are at least above a thousand levels, and they are definitely not only those faced by the wind rats.

It's not surprising that the people of the Dark Cross are here, but there is a lot of residual experimental information in the City of the Dead, and retrieving this information should be one of their main tasks.

However, it is not excluded that they will have other ideas, such as using the undead for experiments, or other conspiracies.

For such a group of dangerous people, it is always good to imagine a little more terrifying.

Blood energy was infused into the medal instead of mana, and the fluctuations began to become stronger, and now, he was still a long way from his goal.

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On the black field, an obese figure is running wildly, you can clearly see that he has lost a lot of weight, and the facial features hidden under the fat finally appeared, if he can be much thinner, he should be a handsome young man.

Turning his head to look at the dense white face, those small eyes were still full of fear, and after running all night, most of the undead were lost, but the rest of them were still terrifying.

"Stop chasing, please stop chasing!"

The more he persuaded, the more hideous the surging faces became, enjoying his fears, even if they could not catch up with him.

"Damn the baron, you could have saved me, but you didn't come!"

"Help, who's going to save me!"

As if receiving a response from the underworld, a long sword slashed across the air, slashing down with huge magic power fluctuations.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled, and a large ball of meat flew out, and it fell to the ground and bounced a few times before stopping, stretching its body, revealing the appearance of a fat man.

A hideous face burst out of the stirring dust and rushed towards him.

There was no previous scared look at all, the fat man straightened his waist, if he had, "You dare to come, phew!"

A mouthful of spit hit the floating miserable white face, "Hiss!", as if encountering cold ice and flames, turning into wisps of white gas and rising.

"So, what were you talking about?"

A figure appeared behind him, the long sword in his hand dissipated little by little, looking at his outfit, he should also be an adventurer, there is no doubt that it was his hand just now.

"Well, big brother, thank you, but what do you mean by that?"

"Didn't you just say what baron you were talking about?"

The frowning eyebrows and the cold face matched the cold face, and at a glance, he knew that he would not be a good person, and the fat man was a little frightened.

As if noticing his nervous expression, the adventurer stretched slightly, "I just wanted you to tell you about his facial features, and don't forget, I just saved your life." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

After describing Lance's appearance, the more he went to the back, the more obvious the solemnity on the adventurer's face became, and he whispered to himself, "Finally, you're still here." ”

I didn't understand what he was saying, but the fat man was more concerned about his situation, if it was an enemy of the damned baron............

"I'm done, you...... Don't do it. ”

"Don't worry, I think he should be a friend of mine. ”

"Friends?"

"Yes. The real expression on display can be sure that it is indeed not a lie.

This person is so powerful, there must be a lot of good things, if you can take the opportunity to stammer............

The fat man's little eyes flashed with a clever light that shouldn't have appeared, "That's right, he didn't tell me that he had a friend like you." ”

"We haven't seen each other in a while, why, you and him are friends too?"

When he came to the question he wanted, the fat man immediately said: "Yes, yes, yes, in fact, he and I are very iron brothers, and I ran from him." ”

The adventurer looked this fat man up and down, with Lance's character, he shouldn't be buddies with this kind of person, looking at the eyes that flashed with longing, he knew what this fat man wanted.

"If you'll help me find him. ”

A huge undead crystal appeared in front of him, half a waist high, at least the core area of the City of the Undead had to be born in the core area, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The sparkling eyes said it all, and he tried his best to suppress the longing in his heart, "I remember, the baron didn't want anyone to find him. ”

The completely out of tune words made the adventurer smile slightly, and took out an equally large undead crystal, "What about now?"

The fat man kept observing his expression, and his smile told him that there was still room for further improvement, "Ahem............ I forgot where I came from, wait until I think about it............"

Another larger undead crystal, "Smack!", and patted his stomach, "I remember, here it is." ”

Picking up three crystals, under the surprised gaze, the fat man opened his mouth, and the crystals fell into his stomach as they shrank.

With a full hiccup, he turned to look at the adventurer, not feeling much of his expression, "Let's go, let's go." ”

"Oh, okay, by the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Keith, what about you?"

"You can call me, Sosi. ”