Chapter Eighty-Nine: I Have Only Wealth in My Heart, and I Want Nothing Else

"These guys are monsters, we can't beat them at all, run!" The strong man who is known as the blood axe on weekdays picked up his exaggerated giant axe and smashed the skull of a skeleton hard, but it was meaningless, and the unquenched soul fire used his bone hand to choke Lin Zhuanghan's neck.

"Damn, it's hard for bows and arrows to hurt these bone frames at all, their bodies can only be destroyed by blunt weapons or heavy objects, even if they destroy their heads, their limbs can continue to attack!" "The three arrows are almost crazy, the three arrows are not only described as their superb skills that can shoot three arrows in a very short time, but also for example, he definitely can't kill more than three arrows when he kills a person, but now he has experienced countless storms and waves He feels hopeless, the last time he was so desperate and helpless was when he was almost killed in the belly of a wolf as a rookie mercenary.

"Captain, what should we do, there are more and more of these guys, but it is difficult for us to break through the encirclement of these guys, and the physical strength of the team members cannot keep up with the consumption. "The vice-captain One-Eye is good at using an axe, unlike the giant axe of the blood axe, he is very good at using a hand axe, once holding an axe in each hand to cut down a dozen Bode City guards and then escape from the city and get his name, of course, because he is in a different territory, Bode City does not have much use for his wanted warrant, so he can transform into a mercenary.

"While we still have the strength to spare, let's break through quickly, let the members of the group throw away those useless gems and gold coins, as well as the now useless bows and arrows and long swords, this group of dead people will definitely not be able to defeat us, we are a sword and gold mercenary group!" The middle-aged man with a scar on his face rode the only remaining horse in the team and began to direct the mercenaries to break out of the encirclement and flee towards the north, where the number of undead was scarce.

"Yes, Commander!" The scarred members of the regiment replied listlessly, although there has been no attrition between them, but there are more than one or two guys who have lost their combat effectiveness and ability to act, and the group of wounded can only be abandoned, mercenaries are like this, they can come back alive after completing the task for a while, and they are drunk and dreaming of life in the beauty country and tavern every day, until the money in their hands runs out, even if they do not complete the task, but coming back alive can also be used as a drunken conversation or bragging capital, and the worst result is death, no one will care how famous you have been after you die, and the corpse is very likely to not be brought back, and eventually the corpse will be exposed in the wilderness or even the scum is leftใ€‚

"Recently, the world has become more and more unpeaceful, and it is terrible to hear that there are dragons destroying fortresses and then eating people on the front line in the north. A rookie who has just joined the group read it in pieces, fortunately no one paid attention to his muttering, otherwise there would be a scolding again, the life of this mercenary is too hard, and the seniors also squeeze themselves in various ways, which is completely different from what they think, but unfortunately the uncle sacrificed himself to save himself, and only he is willing to listen patiently to what he says.

The rookie thought so, and then began to pack his bags, there was not much to remember in this makeshift camp, fortunately although he was injured, he could still hold the sword, otherwise he was afraid that he would come with the group of seriously injured guys to be the bait of the undead, he didn't realize that there was a dark figure walking behind him, it was a member of their team.

"Crumb-senpai, what are you going to do!" the sharp nails strangled the rookie mercenary, and the mercenary turned his head to look at the face he was all too familiar with, and exclaimed, but unfortunately the man who had become an abomination would never answer his doubts again, only let out a beastly roar.

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"The group of wounded in the camp are crazy, and now they bite people when they see them, it's really terrible!" The doctor in charge of caring for the wounded ran to the regiment commander in fear, and the regiment commander was frowning at this time and looked at the dozen or so companions who rushed over, this number was too small, and there was no way to let them be used as shields when they encountered danger.

"Are you sure? Forget it, leave the group of wounded men alone, wait a little longer (the time for the regiment commander's special hourglass to fall is about three minutes), and then give up on them if no one comes, doctor, you also pack your things and go with us." "The head of the regiment does not know the principle of the birth of the undead, nor does he know that the undead can spread all kinds of deadly viruses and bacteria, and he does not know that the death energy will penetrate into the wound, and the human beings who have been attacked by the undead are likely to become a kind of living dead, the human physique in this plane is good, and it is not easy to be infected, but it is for immunity under normal circumstances, and if you are seriously injured, you naturally have no ability to resist the erosion of death energy.

"You, you, where, in, also, go, no!" Riding a zombie war horse that was still bleeding, a terrifying undead in heavy armor appeared in front of them, it was the cannon fodder cavalry in the regular army of the underworld, the intermediate undead spirit cavalry with a certain amount of wisdom, this kind of undead knight will become a ghost knight equivalent to the centurion of the cavalry of the underworld legion, and even evolve to become a horror knight, which is the death lord corresponding to the demon god.

The tattered and rusty spear is still full of threat in its hands, and there is a strange black gas in the cracks of this armor, this kind of guy who is not easy to mess with at first glance appeared in front of the regimental commander, if you want to escape, because of the advantage of the cavalry, I am afraid that only the regimental commander can escape on horseback, after all, this dark knight does not seem to have long-range weapons such as bows and spears.

"You're the culprit, and in that case, I've got the bounty for this mission. "The regiment commander knows that the guy in front of him can be called a strong enemy, but if he only escapes alone, he has no chance of living, or he will definitely die if he does this, but if he defeats the culprit in front of him, it will be different, not only can he complete the bounty of the investigation task, but he can also live, this vote is definitely the biggest deal he has ever made in his life, although he is very nervous, but many years of mercenary career made him quietly pick up the spear.

"The regiment commander has spoken, why are you still stunned, there can be a full seventeen people on our side, how can you be afraid of one person, brothers, pick up arms and fuck him! After you go back, you can eat and drink and enjoy life!" One-eye picked up the double axe and roared, he naturally knew how important morale was at this time, as long as he let his subordinates get bloody, even if he couldn't beat them, he could easily sell them and let him and the regiment commander retreat.

"Kill!" a group of mercenaries rushed forward.

"Die. The pitch-black knight uttered indifferent words word by word, and then raised his spear and charged, the zombie horse's cold breath slowed the temperature of the surrounding area a lot, and the two sides collided violently.

"What a sad picture of the battle between the mighty knight and the mercenary who has just begun, but what a picture I want, but money. In his hand, he only picked up the golden cup that had just been taken from the hands of the dead man, and he looked at the war poured on this side, and directly picked up the wine glass and drank the liquid mixed with blood and wine inside.