In the wilderness outside of White Rock Town, a thin crack opened in the frozen soil, revealing a white and crystal finger that stretched outward and slowly turned into a crystal arm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The sound of info scrubbing continued to sound, and a white skeleton crawled out of the gradually expanding crack. The skeleton shook off the black dirt from its body, the flames inside its skull sizzled, and its jawbones snapped together. The torrent passed through the hollow of its nose, and it let out a sinister laugh in the direction of White Rock.

The same scene played out in different places in the wilderness, and the adventurer looked at the undead who suddenly appeared in amazement, and the initial fear turned into surprise. These first-level skeletons have slow reaction speed and average attack power, but the soul fire inside their skulls is the best alchemy material.

The first person to eat a crab is always rewarded handsomely, and a black iron-level adventurer knocks out a skeleton undead with a stick. White bones were scattered all over the ground, and the soul fire was captured by the adventurers.

News of the undead in the wilderness spreads wildly in Whitestone. "The skeleton racks came out of the black dirt, and with a single stick, aimed at their heads, they could knock them apart. "An adventurer shows the soul fire in his hand to the others.

"Oh my God, a skeleton's undead fire can sell for two hundred gold moles in White Stone. An adventurer stared at the soul fire with jealousy.

"That's worth more than a ghost beast from time to time!" The adventurer's sense of smell made them discover the latest gold mine, now the ghost beast is no longer suitable for solo adventurers, it takes at least five black iron level adventurers to hunt a ghost wind wolf in the wilderness, and those ghost wind rabbits that appear in groups are almost not left alone now. It has become difficult for adventurers to make a difference in the wilderness, but the latest news has made those adventurers nervous.

At this moment, on the stone bridge outside Baishi Town, two fresh adventurers were ushered in. Marlowe wore a wide gray cloak that covered Marcelo's back. The two of them had been running wild in the wilderness for most of the day. Along the way, there are always some skeletons intercepting them on the way, but fortunately, Marcelo's large fireball is amazingly powerful, and almost none of the skeletons can escape the fate of being burned by the large fireball.

However, although Marcelo is talented in magic, after all, he is young, and his magic power is always inferior to those adult adventurers. The power of the large fireball is huge, and there is also a disadvantage that the mana consumed is amazing. Soon the magic of the genius fire method Marcelo was depleted. But the number of undead who stood before them did not decrease. Fortunately, although Marlowe has one more person on his back, Marcelo is thin and extremely lightweight, and Marlowe can run fast with him on his back.

So when Marlowe arrives at the stone bridge outside Whitestone with Marcelo on his back, he is followed by a pile of white skeletons.

Marlowe, who stepped on the stone bridge, showed a strange smile, he glanced behind him quietly, and his mood suddenly became happy, if the little demon on his body found out that he couldn't enter White Rock Town, and then when the stone bridge was full of undead spirits, he would definitely cry in fright. Marlowe, whose steps had become brisk, almost burst out laughing, and he forced his laughter and rushed into the thick fog on the stone bridge.

Suddenly, Marlowe felt a lightness on his back, he knew that he had almost entered White Rock Town, this was the mechanism of Stone Bridge to identify strangers, and all the adventurers who entered the dense fog together would be separated, even if it was two people who hugged each other tightly. In the end, only those with Huobi are eligible to step on the white slate of White Rock Town.

"No, how can this be!" Marlowe looked in disbelief at the pile of skeletons that suddenly appeared after the fog had cleared on the opposite side, and hurriedly reached into his trouser pocket, which was empty, and the familiar warm coin was gone. The white skeletons surrounded the stone bridge, and the pale Marlowe's legs trembled, and he turned and ran into the fog. At this time, it is impossible to break out of the bridge.

On the stone bridge in White Rock Town, Marcelo walked slowly step by step, his small body covered tightly with a wide cloak. The gray cloak used by the adult adventurer was too long for Marcelo, and there was a long cloak that dragged over the icy stone slabs of Shiraishi.

William followed Kate, his eyes fixed on the basket in Kate's hand. Underneath the blue square cloth towel is a stack of pastries with a strange aroma. William, as the little lord of White Rock Town, the only heir of Salit Larson, there is nothing in White Rock Town that the little lord has not tasted, but the pastry in Kate's basket is something that the little lord has not tasted, this kind of pastry from the southern holy city of Iglos looks crystal clear, sweet and delicious, and it is full of wonderful touch in the mouth, like a living monster struggling in the mouth.

"William, this is for Douglas, yours have already eaten your share. "The orc's face exudes feminine charm, and the light of confidence has never been lost since she received the rights to Huobi from the gray dwarves. Lately, she has become obsessed with making pastries in the lord's manor, purely to enjoy the adoring eyes of the little lord William. The orcs no longer need to tie up with the lord, they are already equal partners, and now Angela's position has been replaced by Kate, the half-orcs spend most of their time in the lord's manor every day, of course, the half-orcs will return to the Bergner manor on time every night, although the berserkers do not return to the Bergner manor every night, but Kate still does not want to miss every chance to conceive. Hearing that having more contact with a child can easily trigger the brilliance of motherhood, thereby increasing the chance of conception, the orcs treat William more and more attentively, because there is only one child in the entire White Rock Town, although this child is eight years old, but in the eyes of the half-orcs, he is still a child.

"Well, I know. William smacked his mouth, reluctantly taking his gaze away from the basket in the orc's hand. Douglas's gaze gave the little lord a feeling of being targeted by a beast, so he wisely did not have the idea of beating Douglas's share of the pastry, usually even the pastry left for Salit Larsson could not escape the fate of being buried in William's womb, only the pastry left for the half-orc man Douglas William did not dare to touch.