Lu Bin put away the book of the traveling mage, pulled out a one-handed sword with a slight arc with his backhand, handed it to his habitual right hand, slashed a few times at will, and quickly found the feeling. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info as for the stabbing is a little difficult, after all, his wrist strength is a little insufficient, and he still needs more contact to master the corresponding skills.

Later, he walked to the wall of thorns, and swung a few swords at it, but the single vine could not resist it even if it was tenacious, and the old vine with many strands of entanglement could resist it for a while.

"Fortunately, the Thorn Tree Wall also has a permanent spell of Misty Lock, which is entwined with vines, which can firmly entangle the target, infuse the paralyzing toxin, and let the attacker eat the consequences. ”

Lu Bin tried to release the defensive rune when he held the one-handed sword in his right hand, and the invisible force field wall appeared as expected, which was not inferior to the empty-handed spell casting, and it was worthy of being a weapon mixed with Mithril when it was built, and the craftsmanship of the elf craftsman was indeed worthy of praise.

As for the other piece of equipment, the Travel Boots, it is a perfect fit for the Wandering Mage class, but its usefulness remains to be seen for a long time.

Although Lu Bin knew that the place of bones would not trap people, the unique aesthetics of elves, even the sword of kingship and similar ceremonial swords could give you a hollow, and it had lost the basic role of weapons and was reduced to a collection of ornaments and weapon lovers.

He left the Treants, the Water Elemental, and all the undead to watch over the house, guarding Elondell, who was building a lot at the moment, and constantly strengthening his defenses.

In order to keep the enemy out of the country, Lu Bin learned about the reactions of the adventurers in the north, and even the movements of the nobles who held real power, and left the elven kingdom Elundelle alone.

When he passed through the illusion vestibule, he deliberately went to the water lily stone platform in the core position, and the water ring Lanya lay quietly in place, as one of the inherent nodes to maintain the deep mountain lock, Lu Bin wanted to take it away, but unfortunately, with his current strength, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand this artifact.

It is estimated that even the burial place where the accumulation of foundation has completed the promotion will not be able to swallow it in one bite, so as not to eat yourself and cause the origin attribute to change, and the consequences may be unimaginable at that time.

Crossing the Reindeer River unimpeded, Lu Bin looked back at the sparse jungle where the fallen leaves had withered and only jagged and dead branches remained, and the elven kingdom of Elundelle in the entire river valley was in full view.

"Ah...... I'd love to pack this place and take it all away!"

Lu Bin's heart suddenly gave birth to this idea, the scene was so shocking, he himself couldn't help but be startled by this arrogant idea.

However, it is not impossible. If it is a deserted wilderness, at the current growth rate of the Buried Bones, it will not be long before the same area of Borderland can be enveloped and devoured, and transformed into a new terrain card, as for Elondell, who is guarded by the deep mountain lock......

"After all, I have some authority! If I can get all the authority and become the only master of the deep mountain mystical lock, in turn, I can borrow the power of the mystical lock enchantment to speed up the enveloping devouring of the buried bones. ”

Lu Bin put the plan behind him for the time being, after all, there were a lot of remnants of adventurers on the other side of the river, and they retreated as fast as possible when they were lucky enough to escape, leaving behind all kinds of traces that were very messy.

Before the crossing, Lu Bin was just a hard-pressed architect, a worker who was squeezed out of surplus value by the company's managers, not an experienced wilderness survival expert, nor a seasoned tracking master.

Judging by his instincts, he pursued the largest group of adventurers and made his way south over the mountains. The autumn scenery he saw along the way was extremely charming, but Lu Bin had no intention of appreciating it, and he believed that he could catch up with the group of defeated soldiers in the distance of half a day.

There was someone in front of him to lead the way, and Lu Bin himself acted very carefully, and occasionally had leisure, so he collected nuts from the mountains and forests as dry food reserves.

He walked on the rugged mountain road for about six hours, and gradually realized the convenience of travel boots. It is worthy of the dexterous craftsmanship of the elf craftsman, at first the slender sole was a little clumsy, and it spontaneously adapted to the new foot shape as it walked, breathable and ventilated while maintaining the warmth of the foot, which simply violated Lu Bin's previous understanding of shoes and the common sense of convention.

Fortunately, Lu Bin is a person who is at ease with what he encounters, and he quickly adjusts his mentality, since he can wave his hand, he will let a group of vicious undead creatures obediently obey, and he can release the force field wall with a lift of his hand to block malicious attacks, and he regards any "strange things" that appear in front of him as the norm, and no longer shows a fuss look.

The autumn sun was setting earlier and earlier, which meant that the days were getting shorter, and when Lu Bin saw the mist of the mountain stream turn from light to thick, and the sky became darker, he knew it was time to prepare dinner.

Not wanting to light a fire that could be clearly seen five miles away in the dim twilight, Lu Bin could only gnaw on the nuts collected along the way, he missed the grilled fish he ate at noon at this time, although there was no oil or salt and lacked taste, at least it was stained with the tongue of a meaty foodie.

As for now, Lu Bin stared at the chestnuts in his hand, removed the hard skin on the outside, and threw the soft skin inside into his mouth, chewing vigorously until he chewed it thoroughly before swallowing it.

"It's uncomfortable, it's a bit of a throat scrape! Chestnuts are still roasted and then eaten more deliciously, it's really feasible to eat them raw, but if you keep going, I'll become a squirrel." ”

In order to appease the hungry stomach, Lu Bin had nothing to think about, and reluctantly dealt with dinner, he wrapped his waterproof cloak around his body, hid it in a thick pile of fallen leaves, left a large enough gap in his mouth and nose, and squinted his eyes to prepare for rest.

On the flat land, which was no more than a mile away in a straight line from the leeward of the mountain where he was, the adventurers, led by the veteran Ranger Iron Lion Denton, were driven out of Elondale after a crushing defeat in the morning, and scattered in all directions.

They left behind their seriously wounded companions, abandoned most of their equipment, and carried only a small amount of dry food and weapons for self-defense, and fled here in disarray.

The Clock Tower's trump card, the Golden Hourglass Lesling Meyer, has managed to earn a modicum of respect for himself by leading the remnants through the phantom vestibule of the sparse forest.

When everyone was exhausted, he took the initiative to stand up and preside over the situation, most of the people ran for a day, and once they lay down and sat down, they didn't want to get up, so this famous "hourglass eye" in the north didn't want to be bored, since he couldn't move others, he could only do it himself.

The woods were littered with dead branches and leaves, and Lesling Meyer picked up a bundle of dry wood at random, threw it in the middle of the flat where everyone was resting, and lit it with a fire-starting tool.

The dry wood burned brightly, and as the residual moisture continued to evaporate and escape, the tough wood burst one after another, making a beeping sound. The warmth of the campfire was particularly appealing to the night-shrouded wilderness, bringing to life at least a few of the dying-hearted adventurers who struggled to squeeze their strength out to get to the fire and gossip with each other on the occasion of the fire.

These adventurers, who have suffered major setbacks in life, will spontaneously gather together once they are physically and mentally injured, close to each other, and use each other's body temperature to warm themselves, this kind of psychological treatment has always been a placebo for the subconscious of the group.

They cheered each other on, cheered each other on, and the cold hearts of the adventurers who broke their heads on the ground in Elondale gradually melted.

Later, Iron Lion Denton couldn't stand it, or it could be said that he couldn't stand it with hunger, so he got up and walked around the neighborhood a few times, and he hunted an aging wild wolf and a bag of dried fruits prepared in advance by squirrels for winter.

Back at the camp, the veteran ranger began to prepare dinner for the crowd, and Leslyn Meyer, who had previously only eaten food from the unionists, had to do everything himself.

Iron Lion Denton, thinking that his clumsiness would only get in the way, disembowels the old wolf with his own hands, takes the old wolf's internal organs, passes it through the front and back with a wooden stick, puts it on a stand, and rolls it evenly on a blazing bonfire, and from time to time it is evenly heated.

The aroma of the barbecue more or less aroused the cravings in the stomachs of the adventurers, and the hungry and cold bodies urgently needed food supplements, but they were forcibly pressed by the senior rangers, and they could only use some roasted nuts to cushion the bottom first.

Attracted by the campfires and the smell of blood, the wilderness guests, with glowing green eyes, blink near the adventurer's makeshift camp.

Although they could smell the sweat oozing from the bones of humans when they were extremely tired, the beasts' keen sense of danger instincts did not fail, and they sternly warned them not to act rashly.

The wild creatures roaming the neighborhood gradually dispersed, after all, the strange guests who had intruded into their territory were not only this group of dangerous people who could not be provoked, but there seemed to be another lone human.

Lu Bin woke up from his nap, and the book of the traveling mage transmitted to his heart vibrate, indicating that a battle was approaching, and he opened his eyes and saw a pair of green eyes in the dense forest not far from the temporary resting position.

"Heh! The wolves who don't dare to provoke the adventurers will really pick the time! Are you looking for the wrong person who bullies the soft and fears the hard?"

Lu Bin didn't look at this group of wild wolves that were increasingly flooding in the north, leaving two points of mana to maneuver, and spending twelve points of mana, summoning the remaining rancid lone wolves from the place of bones.

Thick smoke gushed out, and from the depths burst out of the zombie wolf with rotten and festering bodies, Lu Bin gave an order, "Give it to me!"