Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Contest Begins! (Second Update!)
Seeing Princess Nancy, who was twisting her slender waist and was the first to run over, Rollin couldn't help but be a little puzzled, I don't know why Princess Nancy was so concerned about the comparison, it stands to reason that Laura should be the most active one in this kind of thing, but now Rollin saw that Laura looked listless, and was pushed over by Teacher Monroe and Victoria with a smile.
"You guys, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at the four daughters who were a little wrong, Luo Lin was a little confused, so he asked.
"No, hehe, Luo Lin, don't you want to try the army of the undead to pick the treasures of heaven and earth?
Princess Nancy replied with a grin.
Luo Lin looked away from Princess Nancy with some confusion, looked at the listless Laura, and couldn't help asking, "Laura, didn't you ask me to control the army of the undead to pick medicinal herbs?"
"Husband, I, I'm fine, you can compete, don't worry about me. β
Laura said dejectedly, but she sighed secretly in her heart, "Husband, husband, for your 'sex-happiness', you have to compensate me well in the future, woo woo woo woo ......"
At the thought that Rollin would lose the game for a while, and then, she would not be able to do some of the things she loved with Rollin for half a year, Laura was sad, why did I bring up the bet before?
"Luo Lin, don't ask this or that, let's hurry up and compete, we all want to see which of you controls the undead army to pick more medicinal herbs?"
At this time, Victoria showed a rare smile and urged Rollin.
Teacher Monroe on the side, and then also helped, asking Luo Lin and them to start the competition quickly.
"Oh, okay......"
Although Rollin was full of suspicions, since he couldn't ask anything, he had no choice but not to ask, and once again glanced at the excited Princess Nancy, the listless Laura, and the Victoria and Monroe teachers with a slight flush on their faces, and Rollin withdrew his gaze.
At this moment, Mahler, Gebaz, Bill, Hawk, and even Gegill and Isha all gathered around, looking at the upcoming competition with anticipation on their faces.
Just now, everyone had tried to pick medicinal herbs with their own hands, and now everyone wants to see the picking of this army of the undead, and to see what kind of grand occasion the picking will be under the competition of the three teams of the undead.
"Uncle Kus, Mosul, let's start the competition, shall we?
Seeing that everyone was looking forward to the start of the competition, Rollin couldn't help but smile and asked Kus and Mosul.
"I'll come first!"
Unexpectedly, Kus and Mosul responded in unison.
Mosul wants to be the first to come, because he has self-knowledge, among the three, his strength is the best, put it in the back, there is no sense of existence at all, and Kus wants to come first, of course, because, he has not controlled the undead for a thousand years, and now he wants to try his hand quickly!
"Master Kus, don't rob me of a little level 8 necromancer, otherwise your undead will be summoned, I'm afraid, I won't have the courage to summon my poor undead......"
Mosul couldn't help but say with a sad face.
"Okay, okay, just let your kid get on the horse, hurry up, Lord Ben has itchy hands!"
Kus waved his hand, motioning for Mosul to hurry up and release his undead.
"Brother, come on!"
Seeing Mosul coming out of the crowd, Mosul's sister Isa couldn't help but cheer him up.
After shouting, Isha was a little discouraged, because she was the only one who encouraged Mosul among them......
Immediately, Isha couldn't help but twist the old man next to her with her hand, and glared at her youngest son Hawk with her eyes!
"Oh oh oh, big brother Mosul, come on!"
"Ahem...... Uncle Mosul, come on!"
The father and son of Gegil and Hawk, who were 'kidnapped' by Isha, couldn't help but reluctantly refuel Mosul, and everyone couldn't help but laugh at such scenes.
Mosul himself felt embarrassed, so he grinned, laughed dryly, and then, with a wave of his arm, all of a sudden, about 5oo undead appeared in the field!
Everyone looked at it, and saw that among these undead, the highest-level one only had the appearance of a ninth-level undead, and then there were 1o eighth-level undead, 1oo seventh-level undead, and 4oo sixth-level undead!
Although it seems to be quite a lot, everyone knows that the lowest level in this Mask Medicine Valley is a seventh-level undead, so the five hundred or so undead summoned by Mosul are already the largest in size, and there is no room for increase at all.
Mosul is also helpless, although the sixth-level undead he can control can reach more than 1ooo, but what's the matter, his undead space is limited, and he can hold 5oo undead at most, so now there are only this poor 5oo undead, and there is no sixth-level undead in this medicine valley, so his army of undead does not have the slightest growth.
"Big brother, come on!"
"Oh, big brother Mosul, come on!"
"Ahem, ahem, Uncle Mosul is working hard~~"
At this time, Isha and the two members of the 'cheerleading squad' held by her couldn't help but cheer Mosul alone.
In this regard, Mosul smiled bitterly, and then waved his hand, and his 5oo undead men swarmed out and went to pick medicinal herbs around.
The eyes of everyone present glanced at the distant undead almost casually, and then quickly retracted them, and then, they were all staring at the body of Kus, who was gearing up.
"Come on, Uncle Kuss!"
"Come on, Uncle Kuss!"
"Hee-hee...... Uncle Kusshuai, hurry up and summon your undead!"
"Haha...... Uncle Kus, we can't wait, hurry up!"
Seeing this, Mosul couldn't help but roll his eyes, it's really more popular than people, when he appeared just now, only his sister and the three poor people cheered for themselves, and besides, his brother-in-law Gergil and nephew Ho-Ke were still coerced, but when it came to Kus, almost everyone in the field cheered for him, this difference is a little too big, right?
When Mosul felt sorry for himself, Kuston, who had long been eager to try, stood out from the crowd, and with a face smiling like a chrysanthemum, he waved to the crowd around him cheering him on, thanked him, and waved his handβ
Boom!Boom......
Next, a huge undead appeared in everyone's field of vision.
Three-headed, five-headed, seven-headed, eight-headed, nine-headed, ten-headed...... Ten heads! There are ten Sacred Realm-level undead! God, this, this is a little too powerful, right?
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