The night came out of this place that was called the number one organization in the Empire.

It's a little sad!

It seems that his oil-paper umbrella main soul is really hard to find, and the ghost with a slightly higher IQ, he still spent 50,000 gold coins to take it, which is with the attitude that something is better than nothing.

His oil-paper umbrella has thousands of combat power, but it is difficult to find, this is a bit disgusting, even if he advances to the primary rank, with the addition of this garbage main soul, at most he can control the number of thousands, and now it is to control the number of five or six hundred, this combat effectiveness has improved, but the gap with the result he expected is really a bit big.

"Alas, it seems that there is a reason why this ghost crystal is priceless, I really don't know when and what month I can meet a ghost with the intelligence of a red-clothed ghost. ”

Out of the high-ceilinged gate of the Necromancer Association in the dark night, it was a lament, it seems that he will still have to be a man with his tail between his legs in the future, and he can't even organize his revenant array with five or six hundred revenants, so how can he talk about fighting Yilai!

He even gave a domineering name to the Great Array of Dead Souls that he had studied, and he was going to do it very well, on the wedding night of the groom, the guests finished the banquet, and the cave room was also over, so he turned off the lights and took off his pants to sleep, who would have thought that the bride would tell him that the eldest aunt was coming, this was really painful!

"I'm going?"

Walking in the falling snow with an oil-paper umbrella in the dark, I was a little stunned, and suddenly saw a bunch of black figures beside me, almost scared to death.

A bunch of black-clothed and black-armored soldiers, lifeless, standing on the main street of Anle Town like a hanging door, goose feather snowflakes falling, and there is a white expanse in the distance, and you can see it clearly when you enter.

This is the soldiers of the Empire!

Black clothes and black armor, golden tasseled battle helmets, steel swords flashing in cold light, heavy iron steel shields, and two or three meters long Tiege, followed by a third of the archers, but no horses, this should be an infantry phalanx corps of the empire, looking at the white distance in the dark night, it is not really visible, what can be seen clearly is about a thousand people, there should be still in the distance.

The military discipline of these soldiers is very strict, standing like a pine in the snowy weather, the snow on the shoulders is already as thick as a hand, there is not a single slapp, not a single messy word, the night passes by their side, and there is not a single squint to look at, this is the elite!

The night is a little curious, this kind of large-scale army appeared in Anle Town, but there are only a handful, usually on the east side of Anle Town, on the road leading to the north border to stop for a moment, stop and rush north, so many people into the town is still rare.

The night stopped on the side, and I saw a few soldiers coming out of the shop opposite, two people carrying a large cauldron, the pot was full of hot food, the night stood on tiptoe and took a look, steamed wheat grains, stewed dried mushrooms and wild vegetables, the food was not very good.

When these soldiers lined up to eat, they still didn't say a word, a spoonful of steamed wheat, a spoonful of stewed dried mushrooms and wild vegetables, after the fight, they returned to their original standing position, made a gurgling sound of eating, after eating, wiped their lunch box with the ice and snow under their feet, hung it on their waists, and then stood awe-inspiring again.

There is only the sound of eating in the whole process, and there is nothing else, and it is very shocking to see in the dark!

There is thunder in the silence!

This is the military power of this empire, although they are all ordinary people, but this empire is relying on this group of flesh and blood in the West France continent, in fifty years to build a great empire.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in the dark night, he walked on the side of this silent "black wall" for an unknown length of time, heading in the direction of home, his eyes were all attracted by the figures of these soldiers along the way, until the door of the house, his eyes were still nostalgic, this was the first time he looked at this group of soldiers who shed blood for the empire at such a close distance, and his blood was also a little boiling in this cold winter.

For the "seeds" of the empire, the night, they are not needed at all, he is too young, and the rank is too low, the empire has an obligation to exempt swordsmen and mage apprentices from joining the army, they do not have to go to the battlefield.

The night knew that it should be because of the heavy snow, maybe the orcs on the north side began to riot again, such a large snow is a good omen for people, marking the year of Ruixue mega, but it is different for orcs.

The snow is heavy, which means cold, and the abundant desert prairie is all shrouded in thick snow, and the monster herd will have no grass to eat, which means starving to death!

Dead beasts! The orcs will launch a large-scale wave of demonic beasts to impact the human border, and these soldiers should have rushed to the northeastern border of the empire, but because the snow is too heavy, the road is closed, it is estimated that when the snow stops, this group of black-armored people will rush to the north.

"How many of them were beaten this time?"

Dark Night entered his small rune paper shop, looked at the sorrowful nose and blue face sitting on the threshold, looked at the black armor sergeant on the street in a daze, and said a word to him.

"Huh!

The dark night clearly sensed that his precious brother's voice had changed, probably because his nose was beaten and bruised a little, he shook the falling snow on the oil-paper umbrella, turned his back to his back, sat with him at the threshold, and said to him jokingly: "You know that is not a good place, right?"

"I don't know, there are one hundred and twenty necromancers in the whole academy, why are all of them isolating me? ”

The dark night looked at the big swollen face that forgot the melancholy and smiled, this is the school spirit of this academy, who made his younger brother so talented, he ate the bone marrow of the three-eyed seven-tailed lion leg, and he just entered the academy is a two-star strength, and he also has a rich realm of natural skills, this is inevitable!

I think this is the case with Chuncao at the beginning, and maybe the invincible people are so isolated.

"Won or lost?"

"Three of them couldn't get up because of my ghost head technique, two of them had their noses broken by me, one was slashed by my skeleton soldiers, and two of them were so scared that they peed their pants, and they cried. ”

Seeing that this is his fat brother who won, he patted the bear on the back in the dark night, and scolded him with a smile: "Won, you are still depressed! Your brother and I have not won for four and a half years, and I have never been depressed!"

Forget the worry when he heard the words of the night, he stared at him with swollen squints and said: "What about you, but I heard about it in the academy, you have a nickname, called 'don't die', don't die in a fight!

The dark night was dumbfounded, and he looked at his fat brother seriously and said: "Your brother is your brother, you are you, I can't help you, they are your motivation, just like Chuncao and Yilai, don't look at your brother and I are always beaten, but that is the motivation for me to go down the magic road." ”

After the night finished speaking, he winked at Forget Worry, he also decided to learn his second uncle's education method, everything had to rely on himself! If he hadn't been forced by Chuncao and Yi Lai, he wouldn't have the strength he has now.

Of course, in the same way, if Chuncao and Yilai didn't have a stupid dog behind them, they wouldn't be so hardworking, no one would have relied on talent to get up, or he forgot that his talent was so amazing, and he had to work hard, and if he didn't work hard to meet him, he would be endlessly degenerate.

Forget worry pinched his little flesh paws, and said to the night: "Cut! Just their pile, all of them are scum! I forget worry if I can win them once, I can win them a second time, a third time!"

Hei Ye took out a piece of amethyst and threw it in his hand, patted his big belly and said: "Have ambition! Keep this momentum, your brother will reward you with a piece of amethyst!"

The dark night saw a person's shadow in his brother, and that was Chuncao!

Forget Worry was overjoyed with the amethyst given to him by the night, his talent for absorbing death qi was not as perverted as the night, at his level, this piece was enough to gnaw for six or seven days, this is a "big supplement" thing.

"How's Grandpa?"

Forget worry heard the night ask this, just got a piece of amethyst excitement, the face immediately drooped down, and the wrinkled little face looked at the night and cried.

"Alas, it's okay, it's just a little cold, and it's good to be over winter. ”

After finishing speaking, he hugged his brother's round head in his arms, and it was estimated that only his chest could comfort him now, and his grandfather loved him the most.

The good old man is sick!

Since the beginning of winter, after the first snow has fallen, I have not been able to afford to be sick, and this time it is different from the last time I drank, and I was completely sick.

The night invited three intermediate mages of the water system, and even the group of arrogant "angels" in the Temple of the Light Sect, he knelt in front of the big fountain for three days and three nights to ask for help, but it was still useless, and his reply to him was a shaking head and sighing.

Maybe the necromancer knelt in front of the Illuminati Temple for three days and three nights and moved the God of Light, and this group of envious and heretical Light Priests also came to the good old man every day to release the holy light to illuminate the light magic, but it was useless, the good old man was still sick and couldn't stand up in bed every day.

The night knew that this was no longer a matter of dark wounds, it was because the candle flame of life had come to an end, and he didn't know if the good old man would survive this winter.

Midwinter! It is not only to purify the turbidity of the world, but also to purify the aging life in this world.

It's also a little sad to forget your worries in the dark, and I can't help but think of the night I met the good old man.

Very hungry!

It may be the instinct of a child, and the hungry cry later. An old man saw him and gave him a piece of black bread, which was hard and hard to bite, but delicious!

The old man told him a lot, but he didn't understand a word, and then the old man stayed with him in that place for a few days, and at last the old man took him home.

This is called a rune paper shop in the town of Anle!

Give him a bite to eat, and he survived.

........

The night felt like tears were going to be left, so he held back, patted him and forgot his worries: "You haven't eaten, do you? You go get some porridge, and I'll go see grandpa." ”

"Hmm!"