"The souls of the undead are protected by the goddess of harvest and are not directly affected. The Rangers had already given their allegiance to the Lord.

Only a few people have a chance to be dominated by this demonic power again.

Among the people I observed just now, the female disciple of Lucius seemed to have broken free for a while, but for some reason, she was affected again.

Now it seems that she is still in a more sane state, should she be worthy of being a genius student of Lucius?

But that snow wolf clan is really strange, adults shouldn't want to control her, but looking at the time she has been affected by demonic power, it has lasted at least a few months, how can she be affected by demonic power for so long?"

Chris was silent for a moment, thinking about some of the information he had quietly gathered about the undead in recent times, and after a moment's consideration, he said:

"I've heard from the immortals that the adult seems to have made some kind of potion out of the succubus he secreted, could it be the effect of that thing?"

Bishop Allen thought for a moment, figured out the link, clapped his hands, and said:

"It should be, adults haven't separated the power of demonic power from their bodies yet, and even if it looks harmless, it will inevitably cause serious consequences if used for a long time.

But the female knight who assumed a marriage contract with an adult was quite funny.,Actually with her own will.,Resist the demonic power of adults.。

It's also good, after the adults have stored too much demonic nature, they have to choose to release the dark side after all, and she can at least withstand this effect, as a container, she is qualified.

Let's go, we have already met the adults, and our wish has been fulfilled, and now we need to go to more distant places that are not easily discovered by other sects, and spread the good name of the glorious face to the adults."

Hearing Allen's fanatical voice, Chris, who thought that he would at least be able to leave Lancaster and go to the big city to have a good body, his face was wrinkled into a bitter melon face.

Alas, it is not known when Bishop Allen will come to his senses.

Why does he seem to see what his future miserable life will look like?

……

The conversation was divided into two ends, and at this time, at the stall, Elana suddenly turned her head sideways and sneezed softly.

Small pond~

"Is there anything wrong with your body?" Kyle handed over a folded tissue.

Elana shook her head and said, "It's nothing, but suddenly it feels like someone is scolding me behind my back."

"That's what the undead say, why did you learn it too?"

"Because it does make sense, I'm a first-class spell swordsman among the academy students, how can anyone get sick so easily."

Elanna grinned and said that she liked the feeling of being cared for by Kyle.

……

Lily, who was also wandering around the market not far away, suddenly remembered the young man's gentle refusal, and she felt more relieved when she looked away for a while.

"Kyle ......"

……

In the room, Kazakh was satisfied to help the young master deal with all the aftermath, pursed his lips, felt the taste of happiness in his mouth that had not yet dissipated, and his slightly reddened eyes flashed with a blurry light.

….

"Master Kyle......" she muttered, her ears turning red, and she felt her bestiality come up again.

……

Thousands of people, thousands of faces, the influence of demonic nature, where Kyle doesn't know, is still going on,

……

Over time.

Before you know it, more and more of the undead who have come to the Ranger camp have set up makeshift tents around the area.

The next day, as the sun rose, many of the Rangers began a routine inventory of equipment after completing their morning warm-up.

The grief at the funeral dissipated a lot, and the wind-like rangers themselves did not

Stuck to their past professions, they are now ready to go to the next battlefield worth fighting.

I just don't know how many people will fall on the way to battle this time.

Of course, for Kyle, indecision is impossible, and he is strong enough in his heart, although he will be uncomfortable, but he will not be choked, and it is difficult to survive in this troubled world with weak thoughts.

Not everyone is immortal.

With the issuance of a mission order, all players who stayed in the Ranger camp were notified.

……

[Urgent Mission: In a previous battle, the Rangers and the Undead cooperated with each other to achieve a great victory.]

Now, Lord Kyle has discovered the location of the wolves, intending to nip the threat of the Shadow Wolves in the bud. Gentlemen, let's go, the decisive battle has begun! 】

[Task rewards: a large number of level experience points and a qualification for the teaching of a zero to level 2 skill, a large number of career transfer qualifications]

[Failure Condition: The survival rate of the wolf pack is higher than 5%, or the wolf pack is not controlled by Lancaster]

[Victory Condition: The survival rate of the wolf pack is less than 5%, or the wolf pack is under Lancaster's control]

At this time, there were already many unfamiliar faces in the camp that they had never seen.

The number of players gathered here now has reached an astonishing 10,000 people, but the Rangers seem to be a small minority.

Most of them came from the surrounding villages, and when they knew that Armageddon was about to begin, they did not hesitate to travel here overnight.

At the gate of the camp, Sorayama stretched his waist, yawned tiredly, and said to the honey girl next to him, "You don't have to go directly to today's battle."

Honey Juice Ji curiously glanced at the empty mountain and took a look.

He belongs to the group of people who are quite sharp, and he can naturally see that the God of Wealth has a strange attitude towards this girl when he arrives over there.

Of course, it's not that kind of ambiguous relationship, but it's mixed with a certain feeling of respect and fear but wanting to get in touch...... Well, it's like the kind of look when I first invited a cat ancestor to my family, and I wanted to plate it but was afraid of being caught.

"Hell, I played too late last night, and I almost didn't get up when I set the alarm......" The lazy God of Wealth drove out, followed by several pros from the [Strange Force] club.

Honey Juice said hello to a few of the more familiar ones.

One of them happens to be a player who is involved in Kyle's training program like Honey Hime.

"Da Da ~ Your grandma Uncle Feitian is here!" A voice that was almost too cheerful sounded, and everyone present frowned.

….

When they turned their heads, they saw Milk Feitian jumping and rushing over.

"How's it going, guys, did you miss me after the World Championship?"

With a fearless smile on his face, the corners of the guarantor who had just come over twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the sword in his hand, and began to think about whether to hack this guy to death.

"Hey, why are you so fierce in your eyes~ I didn't mean to eliminate your team, who called the veterans of your team useless, and they still cowered when they got into a fight, and it was normal for them to be defeated!"

Milk Feitian launched a "taunt" unexpectedly, which can be said to be riding in front of the nose and face.

The guarantor sighed and said, "There is no way, the club has not been able to play in recent years, and has lost the courage to move forward, plus you do have something on your side, and it is normal to be brought to collapse."

"yes, yes, I said a long time ago, don't play esports without the idea of winning the championship, you want the adrenaline-pumping feel of stud!

！」 His expression was quite calm, but the strong aggression towards the cowardly in those words was really obvious.

The guarantor has enough reason to suspect that if a few other companions in his team except for his predecessors let them hear what Milk Feitian said, they would have the heart to strangle him.

But and

He doesn't have anything to do with it, he's just a mediocre substitute guarding the water cooler.

The God of Wealth on the side drove to the sky and smiled at Milk Feitian and scolded, "I've heard what you did, playing "Nether Gate" in the global professional league to warm up, and only reluctantly quit when the game came.

You really dare, if you lose, I'm afraid you will be nailed to the pillar of shame of the Atomic Signal Club."

"Star, star, anyway, that game is not as fun as Nether Gate, I'll play Nether Gate for a while in the finals (groundhog barks)!"

After saying that, his uninhibited expression gradually became serious, and he said, "Brothers, I have already sent an application to switch to Nether Gate after the open beta of the game and form the corresponding team.

I barely managed to make a name for myself in the last game, and this time, I'm going to carefully manage the Atomic Signal team at the Nether Gate, and whatever choice you make, everyone, I'm going to put everything on the line and take glory again in this game."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all showed subtle expressions.

"Can I understand that the atomic signal is declaring war on us?" The God of Wealth arrived and showed a light of interest.

Milk Feitian spread her hands and said, "It depends on how you understand Lao Cai."

"Coincidentally, I've also completed the application with the Virtual Game Club Alliance, and I'm ready to build a team for Nether Gate at any time." The God of Wealth is driven to reveal an ambitious light, he is not the kind of person who eats and waits for death.

He has a feeling that if he can gain enough degrees in this game, he can even make up for the money he has invested in the club over the years.

"You all said that...... I'd like to take it as well." As the first person in the current game level, the expression of the guarantor is a little bitter, "It's a pity that I can't make any decisions on behalf of the club."

….

Yes, including his current account, in principle, it also belongs to the club's property, although it has been directly gifted to him by the seniors who own this account, but he always feels a little unstable.

"I'm not mistaken, that club you're at doesn't seem to have a good reputation?" Sorayama frowned and said, "If something really happens, do you need our help?"

The guarantor shook his head and said, "No, let me handle it, it's not easy for you to meddle in this matter."

……

【Deep in the Twisted Jungle】

A rotten stench permeated the surroundings, and the Shadow Wolf King was dressed roughly, his eyes flashing red, and he looked at the wolf cubs around him to see if they were wailing, and his heart was like a knife.

"I'm tired...... I used too much totem power, and I felt like my body was going to be emptied."

The wolf king lay in front of the wolves, holding his head high, looking safe and sound.

But only it knows that this time in order to be able to defeat that group of humans, it has extracted too much totemic power, and now the totemic power spreads all over its body, making it feel more and more sleepy.

"Child, be wary of the power of the totem, even if it is just the residue of the totem, it is still an innate strong person that we cannot resist, unless we encounter an irresistible calamity, otherwise, use this power carefully, it will pull us into the abyss."

In a trance, the Shadow Wolf King seemed to have heard the old wolf king's instructions to him before he died.

The saliva on the side of the mouth was low, and it felt like it was hungry.

It thought it could reign over the twisted jungle and turn it into a paradise for the shadow wolves forever, and preferably occupy a wide enough area outside the gate to make it a second home for the wolves outside the twisted jungle.

With vast living space and food, it can grasp the supremacy of the forest and save more wolf pack companions.

In order to achieve this, the wolves need strength......

The wolves need more strength......

I need strength......

I need more flesh and more energy to fill the Totem Orb...... I'm sorry for the wolves, but I can only ...... if I get stronger. Well, it seems to be a little ......

The wolf king's eyes became more and more dim, and the piece of flesh embedded in front of him

The orb shimmered with a strange red light.

One after another twisted forces converged inside, as if a voice was whispering in the wolf king's ear, telling it, to devour, to kill, to enjoy death!

But the next moment, the wolf king, whose eyes were cloudy, roared, suddenly lowered his head, and bit the gem in front of him.

Actually, it's not a gem at all......

Only when it saw the old wolf king devouring the totem minced flesh with its own eyes did it know that it was the eyeball of the dead Howling Moon Lion Totem.

It's like taking root in its own flesh and blood, constantly drawing on its own strength.

But what are you kidding...... I am the king of the Shadow Wolves!

Katsa......

With its vigorous bite, there was a sound of glass beads shattering, and the "gem" in front of it that stored the power of the totem instantly shattered, and a large amount of filthy power poured out of it.

But unexpectedly, the Shadow Wolf King was forced to suppress it, and that force filled its flesh and blood, stretching its body in a circle.

The surging force even caused cracks emitting red light to appear everywhere in the body.

"Wolf cubs, the enemy has discovered where we are, stand up, you can still run, run.

It's good to go anywhere, don't appear in front of humans, and all the injured ones are left who can't run...... Stand up, my people!"

The totemic power that spread out from its body was like a tentacle, wrapping around the bodies of those seriously injured, accompanied by a flash of black light, and a large area of black fire erupted from the wounds of their limbs, making the already hideous wolves look even more ferocious.

Suddenly, it seemed to feel something, and some of Mohu's consciousness instantly sobered up.

"It's that guy......

The upper limit of the allowable power of this forest seems to be limited by the existence behind the big hands, and even the more dangerous old man can only exert the maximum power allowed by the warped jungle.

Compared to him, the Shadow Wolf King is more concerned about another existence that is guarded by him-

It smelled in that guy, the chaotic power of the totemic power of Discord after death!

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