"The fourth mission of the large mission armor frenzy, the spread of faith. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Requirements: Before the city of Ahmai is broken, spread the faith of the armored god and obtain 3,000 pious armored strongmen.

Reward for mission success: Character level plus three

Mission Failure Penalty: Character Level Plus 10"

The penalty for failure is actually to increase the level of the character

And all at once increased by ten levels?

Lin Feng couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

He could hardly resist the temptation of this level, and wanted to try what it was like to fail in his mission.

For example, deliberately surrendering Ahmai City to the Zerg...

Fortunately, in the end, Lin Feng still withstood the test, after all, it was too inhumane to do so.

"Looks like I'm going to have to deal with that nightmare knight again. ”

The armored god clone nodded in agreement, and then turned into a golden light and merged into Lin Feng's body.

The City Lord's Mansion of Ahmai City, this time Lin Feng came here and found that the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.

Although there were still guards everywhere, the expressions on the faces of these guards were undoubtedly much more relaxed and natural than what Lin Feng had seen before.

It seems that the victory in the battle against the Zerg a month ago had a huge effect.

"Lord Lin Feng!" Seeing Lin Feng's demon clan guards guarding the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, they were extremely excited, and hurriedly greeted Lin Feng without waiting for Lin Feng to speak, they knew who was the biggest contributor to the big victory a month ago.

Coincidentally, the guards guarding the gate now were the same team of guards that Lin Feng had met when he first came to the City Lord's Mansion.

Lin Feng smiled and said hello to the Demon Guard Captain.

"Is the lord here?"

"The lord of the castle is in a meeting. ”

"Please inform the lord of the city, I want to see him. ”

The captain of the demon guard hurriedly said to a small guard with a sword beside him, "You go and inform the city lord, saying that Lord Lin Feng wants to see you." ”

"Yes!"

The demon guard bowed to Lin Feng, and then hurriedly ran into the City Lord's Mansion to report.

And that demon guard captain directly welcomed Lin Feng into the most luxurious room of the City Lord's Mansion, the study of the nightmare knight Luo Saiying.

This is what Luo Saiying specially explained, no matter when Lin Feng comes, no matter what Luo Saiying is doing at that time, they must report it as soon as possible, and bring Lin Feng here to rest.

At this time, for Luo Saiying, Lin Feng was closer than his father, and he didn't dare to let Lin Feng wait longer.

In the second meeting room on the twenty-fourth floor of the Luotian Battle Fortress, the Nightmare Knight Knight of Ahmai City Lord Luo Saiying was presiding over a small-scale strategic meeting.

said that it was presiding over the meeting, but in fact, it was simply trying to calm the tense atmosphere in the venue, and these high-level generals and large mercenary group leaders who had been held back by the Zerg for a long time all had a stomach full of grievances to vent.

This was a meeting that Luo Saiying proposed on the spot, and there were not many people involved, so instead of using a large conference room, a reception room with fresh air and a good view was found.

But it is clear that the improvement in the environment did not lead to an increase in the mood of the congregation. On the contrary, the atmosphere at the beginning of the meeting was bad.

"We need more military spending, we need more equipment, we need more soldiers. "Standing there talking was a chubby, high-ranking demon with a flushed face.

It was Castro, the commander of the Death Battalion.

"New weapons and equipment are not a problem, nor is military spending. Rossai Ying pressed something in front of him with his right hand, which was some of his data and information about the management of Ahmad City.

"But there is nothing I can do about increasing the strength of the death battalion. ”

Since the emergence of the new Zerg, the source of soldiers in the Death Battalion has become a problem.

There are not many people who dare to kill people indiscriminately in Ahmai City anymore, and even the Abyss Demon Clan, who used to learn what to call restraint, seem to have learned to solve the problem rationally overnight.

It had been ten days since there were no new faces in the death camp.

Now the death battalion under the commander of the death battalion, Castro, is now full of more than a thousand people.

"Anything like the Death Camp is simply canceled, as for Lord Castro.

Or can you come and be a cook in our 1st Garrison Corps? I've heard that Master Castro is pretty good at cooking. ”

This is said by the commander of the 1st Garrison Regiment, Lord Opales, who was born as a devil in hell and has a long-standing grudge with Castro.

It is said that their feud dates back to the death of Aopales' father in battle 50,000 years ago, and it was Castro who cut off his head.

"Okay, my Braised Flame Demon is even more unique, why don't you find time to make it for you to taste?"

Opalis is a member of the Flame Demons, one of the five most powerful races of the Devil Clan in Hell.

"You!" Opales was furious, and his gaze at Castro lit with hatred.

Hearing that his father's corpse was brought back by the gluttonous demon in front of him to make a dish, so far, Opales has not seen even a single bone of his own father, who was killed in battle.

Castro smirked at Opales.

He knew why Oparis hated him, and he didn't know if he had really killed Opares's father.

But even if you really kill it, so what? In the bloody battle, either you die or I live, and there are many more people who die at the hands of Castro.

Why does he still have to remember the names one by one?

"You two are not bothered, shut up for me!" An angry shout rang in his ears, causing the enraged Opales and Castro to quickly quiet down.

There is naturally only one person who can produce this effect, the city lord Luo Saiying!

"Cancel the Death Battle Camp, so the Zerg is coming to the top of your First Garrison Legion?" Luo Saiying looked at Ao Palais angrily, and his body unabashedly released a terrifying aura that belonged to his Saint-level Great Perfection Extreme Powerhouse.

As soon as Opalis came into contact with this fierce gaze, he immediately felt a chill on his back, and he didn't know how much cold sweat he had for a while. He tried to look away, but his body completely lost control. Not only was his body unable to move, but even his breathing came to a halt.

Luo Saiying was full of disgust for this bastard Second Ancestor who couldn't even pass the knightly trial.

The maggot in front of him is simply a shame for the family, not to mention incompetence and weakness, and he also provokes right and wrong everywhere, bringing huge trouble to the family.

If he hadn't been born noble, with his emperor-level Great Perfection power, he wouldn't have known where he would be buried in the Bloody War Continent.

It has spent enough family resources to cultivate three Saint-level Great Perfection masters, but it is still nothing more than an incompetent Emperor-level Great Perfection.

Such a waste, if possible, he would not want to see it at a glance.