Xiao Yan walked very fast, although he couldn't feel it, and Hannibal, who was constantly playing around around him, couldn't feel it, but the mercenaries behind him were already tired and out of breath.

For Xiao Yan's seemingly leisurely stroll, but each step was equivalent to the stride of others a few steps, and the same speed as flying close to the ground, these mercenaries could only vent their frustration with desperate screams in the end.

That's right, bitter.

A powerful man with a dog of unimaginable strength appeared. Then he took everyone to kill the lich, and at the same time had no interest in the lich's riches, and had no desire for the castle's bounty. Such a good thing directly made the hearts of these mercenaries bloom. That's right, with the support of this powerful man, the mercenaries may face much less danger, and even death becomes a distant thing.

On the contrary, although the danger is small, the reward is not less. In such a situation, how could these mercenaries not go crazy with joy? As for following Xiao Yan to pick up leaks, it is definitely a low-risk and high-reward thing. Based on this judgment, almost all the mercenaries immediately shook off those knights and followed closely behind Xiao Yan, for fear that their actions would be late, and the wealth in the lich cave would be divided by others.

But such a choice means the beginning of pain. Xiao Yan's speed of action was too fast, and the people who followed him trotted all the way, and the burden of several kilometers made these people a little miserable. They weren't completely devoid of anything, in fact, when Xiao Yan walked in, he found that most of the mercenaries had a backpack on their body, and these backpacks were probably their armor. It's just that unlike those knights, there are people who take care of it. To avoid unnecessary chafing and damage. These mercenaries are very experienced in carrying these armors on their backs. When you get to the place where the battle is taking place, open it and put it on.

On top of that, the mercenaries also have a mixed range of weapons, such as sharp machetes and bayonets, which are not available to everyone, and most of them still have too heavy weapons, maces, maces, or anything like that. These weapons are more adaptable to complex combat environments than lighter knives and swords.

A sword or sword, if not in an important position, may not be able to make the opponent immediately lose combat effectiveness. But something like a mace hits it. Even if it is not an important part, it can cause immediate bone shattering, massive bleeding from internal organs, and having to withdraw from the fight immediately. In the complex battlefield environment, there is no cure for massive bleeding in internal organs, and those who are injured will only cry out in pain on the side, and then gradually die of weakness. This situation can also deal a heavy blow to the morale of the enemy army.

Even if the opponent is a monster, it can't withstand such a heavy blow many times. What's more, such weapons also have a certain armor-piercing effect, and the scale armor on those monsters has a certain defense against sharp weapons, after being smashed by those heavy weapons. The effect of such a precaution will be greatly weakened.

And even more so due to the heaviness of these weapons themselves. When they are lifted above their heads and then fall suddenly, the difficulty of resisting also increases exponentially. Sharp but light knives can be blocked based on anticipation, and it won't cause much trouble for defenders. The sharper bayonet can also be used to determine the direction and use the shield to deal with it, and the wielder of the bayonet will surely feel heartache at the piercing scream of his sharp tip on the shield. Only heavy weapons make it impossible to resist easily, and the impact force is too great for both shields and long weapons to be effectively discharged.

However, these weapons are so versatile on the battlefield that they are not suitable for a cross-country trek.

And now, these heavy equipment have finally become a burden for these mercenaries, and the excessive speed of travel makes them feel that the burden of weapons and armor on their bodies is getting heavier and heavier, and the slightly muddy roads on the ground also increase the difficulty of traveling. Almost half an hour later, most of these mercenaries were out of breath and their movements had slowed down a lot.

But stopping at this time is even worse, having already walked such a long distance, and giving up halfway at this time is obviously making these mercenaries feel uncomfortable.

"What should I do?"

This thought became a painful choice in the hearts of most mercenaries, they looked at each other, and then shook their heads with a wry smile and continued to move on, finally the future was still somewhat bright. Just think about the riches that belong to the Lich, and at least cheer yourself up.

No one wants the grumpy Master Parin to slow down a little, just like the previous master showed, even a small verbosity will be directly blown away by the master, so what terrible consequences will be suffered if the pace of hindering the master's progress will be?

Xiao Yan's eyes are still being combed by those rulers, and a large amount of data has been separated, Xiao Yan, who has seen these data many times, can probably guess part of the content, contour lines, temperature, humidity, and so on. These data were densely piled together and constantly changing, which made Xiao Yan slightly worried.

He was worried that if his vision became like this in reality, how would he go about his normal daily life?

In the reality before this, he didn't stay for a long time, and what he saw at the time had indeed affected him to some extent. What the future holds is somewhat confusing to him.

The march in the valley continued for a while, and according to the analysis of the memory and the scene in his eyes, Xiao Yan walked out of the road with all the mercenaries. After traveling a considerable area along the hillside, even circumnavigating a mountain beam, it was at last possible to find a half-hidden hole at the edge of a dense forest.

What left Xiao Yan speechless was that at the entrance of the cave, the skeleton that had seen its birth on the hillside was standing there, not doing some evil thing. The robed lich, whose face was also hidden in the shadow of his hood, was sweeping the floor.

Uh, it's something that can leave everyone speechless. A powerful lich is cleaning the grounds outside of his cave by himself, and using either magic or a broom tied together with ordinary branches to sweep away the fallen leaves around the cave.

This is really a guy who loves cleanliness.

Xiao Yan's first reaction was like this, the huge contrast between ideal and reality made him unable to turn around for a while. It was Hannibal's sudden yelling that caused the lich sweeping on the hillside to raise his head and look at the people who were slowly coming down the ridge.

Xiao Yan clearly felt that the guy in the hood opposite seemed to laugh, although it was hard to imagine how a skeleton could laugh, but that guy's smile seemed to have something extra.

For example, a huge circle that suddenly appears on the ground.

This circle has words and symbols that Xiao Yan has never seen before, and it can even be said that this is the mark of some totems, which may have disappeared into the long river of history a long time ago. As the lich began to laugh, the circle that suddenly began to spin and began to expand around them slammed past Xiao Yan's feet.

Looking down from the angle from which Xiao Yan was standing, the lich seemed to be standing in the center of a huge cannon muzzle, and around the lich, there was a spiral-shaped circle that was constantly sweeping around. There are a total of 6 curves of these circles that emit faint light, and as they continue to rotate around the lich, it is like the rifling of a cannon.

"Welcome, it's a good day, isn't it?"

The lich suddenly creaked and rattled, sounding like the peculiar sound of a rusty lock being cleaned up, and the creature in front of him looked more amiable than the legendary gloomy lich who didn't care about human life.

The question is, are the kind lichs still normal lichs?

Xiao Yan's mind was slightly confused. At this moment, Hannibal, who was beside him, suddenly barked in a hurry again. With this shout, a blank area suddenly appeared around Xiao Yan and Hannibal, and those magic circle curves that were constantly rotating and sweeping would suddenly stop and disappear when they reached Xiao Yan's feet. Then he reappeared from behind Xiao Yan and continued to sweep into the distance.

"What do you want to do when you come to me?"

The lich asked curiously, then squeaked and laughed to himself, and said, "I see, you must have heard rumors that I have a great deal of treasure here. That's a good statement, but then what? Do you need this wealth? ”

Without waiting for the mercenaries to reply, the talkative lich snapped his cheeky fingers with his bony fingers, and said, "Well, then, you clean the hillside for me, and I'll give you all the riches you want." Such an exchange is very reasonable, isn't it? ”

With the snap of the lich's fingers, a new circle suddenly erupted on the lich's body, and all the mercenaries who were swept by the light of the circle involuntarily raised their hands and began to act like puppets on the hillside.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who was not affected in any way, the powerful lich seemed to be disapproving, it beckoned to Xiao Yan, and said, "Welcome to be a guest, don't listen to the rumors of the Holy See, the lich and the magician are not as unkind as the rumors." ”

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and a clue quickly came out of his mind.

The coldness and insidiousness of the sorcerer and the lich come from the books and games of the West, and most of these things in the West come from legends. However, legends can be modified, for example, by rumors spread by the Holy See. In other words, the real magicians and lichs in history may have had a good temper just like the wizard in front of them.

"Everybody has a good temper, and the Lich is no exception."

This sentence suddenly flashed through his mind without a head or tail. (To be continued......)