Obviously, this guy in a black cloak is the culprit who had just yin against Captain Cao. And everyone can guarantee that before that, they definitely did not find out about the existence of this guy. And everyone can see clearly, this guy is coming out of the weird black fog just now.

As for the five thousand barbarian warriors brought by Recoba, they have all been killed, and the only regret is that Recoba's bastard ran away, which made the ten heroes of the raiding group very unhappy. Those hard-working hyena warriors are patrolling their corpses and sea of blood, constantly mending a few knives to those bodies on the ground, and scraping as much of the loot as possible on their bodies, so that today's work will not be in vain. What are the warriors of the raiding regiment best at?

Wiggins and Conley both sighed with emotion after seeing the picture of the soldiers of the raiding regiment cleaning the battlefield. In terms of image and temperament, they have completely gone from one extreme to the other. The soldiers of these raiding regiments are all proud and confident to the point of arrogance, and when they step on the battlefield, they have a proud posture of treating all things in heaven and earth as dogs.

And when they cleaned up the battlefield, these guys suddenly changed into the faces of villains in the market, and they were more shabby than beggars. Wiggins even watched as a hyena warrior from a raiding regiment felt for his thorns, then carefully cut off parts of his clothes that had not been stained with blood from enemy corpses, cut them into a square shape, and stuffed them into his waist, apparently as small objects such as handkerchiefs and towels. The barbarians are hardly very material, but in their development, it seems that they can extort a lot of things. Everywhere they passed was a shocking picture, and it was estimated that there would be no second group of people in this world except for them, who could make the dead rich to such an extent. They each had a few sacks of hemp cloth, not to mention the supplies they saw. Even the breeze that drifted past them would be taken by them and they would have a slimming operation.

"What the hell is this?" Captain Cao picked up the guy in front of him and rudely ripped off his cloak.

Just as Captain Cao guessed. This guy in a thick cloak is a human. To be exact, this guy is not ugly, and even a little handsome, which fits the definition of a little white face very well, except that his face is more pale. This guy has curly and messy blond hair, a pale face embedded with a pair of rather attractive blue eyes, and a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, but his figure under the cloak is very thin.

was lifted in mid-air by Captain Cao like a chicken. His taste was obviously uncomfortable, he tried to shake the hand of the head of Cao, but he only felt as if he was stuck in an iron hoop, and after working hard for a long time, he finally gave up. In the end, the only thing he could compete with Captain Cao was the unwilling and unusually unruly eyes.

"You're making me almost breathless, are you really an elemental controller?" the human gasped for a long time. Fang just held back such a sentence. He was very thin indeed, and had been hit so hard that he was now so weak that it was hard to even control his sphincter.

This is the culprit who entangled Captain Cao just now, and it has fallen to such a point. It was definitely a situation he had never imagined. Just now, seeing Regiment Leader Cao carrying the door panel knife and slashing all the way, anyone would think that Regiment Leader Cao was a berserk warrior, and they would not think that he was an elemental controller at all, so it was no wonder that this human thought the same way. The strange magic he had just used wasn't a joke. Although it is not the kind of large-scale covering magic used by the main magician, it is very vicious to trap people. At the moment when he trapped Captain Cao. He was completely confident that he would play Captain Cao to death in it, but he didn't expect that Captain Cao would be much trickier than he imagined.

"You'd better introduce yourself and explain to me what kind of magic you just used. Let me remind you that I'm in a bad mood right now, because you've delayed a very important deal for my brother and me. "Captain Cao's mood is also very unbeautiful, Recoba's head is at his fingertips, but he was spoiled by this guy, and for Captain Cao, it was like the groom who was about to enter the cave room on the wedding night suddenly found out that something was wrong with the bride.

"What kind of monster are you, and what kind of freak do you need to give birth to you?" The human didn't do what Captain Cao said, but instead interrogated Captain Cao. Judging from his performance, his curiosity is definitely not ordinary.

"It seems that not only do you not understand what a bad situation is, but you also don't know how to cooperate in such a situation. The bruised tendons on Captain Cao's forehead already explained his current mental activity, if it weren't for the fact that there were still some questions that hadn't been figured out, this human being would have now turned into a corpse.

"Why should I cooperate? It's you, you damn orcs!" This human has a similar place to Captain Cao, and he doesn't know what fear is. Under the forced gaze of Captain Cao, he just looked at Captain Cao contemptuously, and then threw out such a sentence that made people angry.

"I guess you woke up this morning with no idea you'd have an extra hole in your thigh this afternoon. "The little patience that Captain Cao had left was also exhausted.

"What do you mean?" The somewhat persistent human was stunned by Captain Cao's words, but it was only for a moment, and he let out a terrible howl: "Whew, you bastard, dare to stab me?"

He didn't even see Captain Cao's movements clearly, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and when he looked down, he found that Captain Cao was slowly pulling out a black sharp dagger from his thigh. This dagger obviously wouldn't be the part he had on his body, and a moment ago, it was still quietly sitting on the back of Captain Cao.

"Boss, you're so cruel. This guy looks like he's never had a full meal, and in line with the principle that our raiding group doesn't bully the weak, it's better to have a democratic vote on what to do with him. Barkley looked at the emaciated human in distress and gave a very thoughtful suggestion.

For this poor human being, Barkley, with a charitable face, appeared to him like a ray of light. The only fly in the ointment was that the blood of the barbarians flowing on Barkley's armor had not yet coagulated, and he deliberately opened the position of the breastplate. There are also a lot of hideous scars, and he doesn't look like a good person, but more like a big brother on the road. Even this human being, no matter how ignorant, knows what a tragic situation it is to be taken prisoner on the battlefield. The contradiction between the southern barbarians and the Beamon orcs is almost incompatible, and I have never heard of the Beamon orcs being so gentle with the captives of the southern barbarians.

Iverson sighed, and said with pity: "Let's have our special sauna!" Boil a pot of boiling water to bathe him, look at his trembling appearance, he must not be able to withstand the cold of this icy and snowy land, I think he must need warmth." ”

"Why use water? Time is money, let's go get a pot of oil." It heats up quickly, and it doesn't take a delay. Maddie rolled her eyes and expressed a different opinion, this literati had no soft heart as his poetry.

"Maybe it would be better to let him have a few more holes in his body, which will help the warmth penetrate his cold heart more quickly, and our raiding group has always paid attention to one step. Even Curry, who was secretly drinking, gave some constructive advice, and this half-blood elf, who was supposed to be elegant, has now become an elegant insulator, and he is going further and further down the road of no return for the baby-faced man who can pick his feet, of course. His addiction to alcohol has also tended to be a professional drunkard.

The speaker had no intention of listening, and the so-called democratic vote of the ten heroes of the plundering group not only made these poor human beings shiver, but also instantly felt cold hands and feet. Even Wiggins and Conley were speechless. It is not difficult to see the deep impression left on them by the so-called democracy of the raiding group, and if this is the process of their voting, it undoubtedly shows that they are dictatorship of this human race under the banner of democracy. It's like torture that has long been abandoned because it doesn't conform to humanitarianism, frying the living.

"I think you should understand our intentions. If you don't want to be taken care of by us, you still have three breaths to go. I want to know who you are and what you do. Who sent you to the ranks of these barbarians, and what your intentions were. Captain Cao lit a cigar, and he also felt that he did not have much time to delay.

"You can call me Rodriguez, a necromancer. To be in the company of these barbarians, just because I didn't have no choice, if you want to know why, you can refer to what kind of attitude the Holy See of Light has towards this field of my practice. My intention is only to become a great necromancer. "This guy has finally learned what it means to be cooperative, and he has a little sense of humor and knows how to lighten up the current atmosphere. Necromancers can desecrate the corpses of other deceased, but there is no way to make their own corpses jump and bounce alive, so Rodriguez has no other choice.

"It's that simple?" "Captain Cao was a little puzzled: "Anyway, necromancers are also magicians and elemental manipulators, and you succumb to these barbarians who have no future and give them their lives? Since when will these fallen magics also corrupt the minds of you guys? Don't they all say that necromancers are very kind? In my opinion, you seem to deviate very far from this legend! What can you get by relying on these barbarians?"

Captain Cao's doubts are not unreasonable, the necromancer's life on the Pan-American continent is indeed not easy, but it is certain that this group has always belonged to a very maverick, they are very unruly and lonely, and there is no fixed organization. To engage in this profession is to put yourself on the opposite side of the world, especially in this era when the influence of the Holy See of Light is unprecedentedly huge, and it takes more than just enthusiasm to engage in this profession.

From Rodriguez's body, Captain Cao could feel this guy's unruliness, but he couldn't understand why he was in the company of barbarians. Between a necromancer and a barbarian, no matter how you look at it, it is incompatible, and such a combination is naturally full of weirdness. What can Recoba come up with to tempt Rodriguez? These barbarians are also very poor, and the plundering regiment has been busy for most of the day, and has not collected many good goods, which is the most powerful proof of this.

"You don't know anything about the necromancer. Rodriguez just smiled faintly and said, "We are not like other master magicians, we need to rely on those gold masters to grow, for us necromancers, where the killing is the heaviest, where is our paradise." Isn't that a big enough attraction for you to have some friction between the Empire and the barbarians in the south?"

"Since this guy is a necromancer, he must not be a good bird, why do you tell him so much? Wiggins looked at Rodriguez with disgust in his eyes, and even deliberately stood far away, he was also a worldly person, and he was also full of prejudices about the existence of necromancers. Even hearing about this profession only reminds Wiggins of words like evil.

"Or make it public first, this kind of spurned guy can make Captain Cao's reputation much better. This thing looks so young, and he has already caused such a big trouble to Captain Cao just now, if you let him grow up, what will it do?" Conley's opinion was similarly different, and it was very impressive. Judging by Rodriguez's physiognomy, this guy is in his early twenties at most, but his strength is not weak.

"It's okay, I think this guy is quite interesting, I want to study more of this guy's magic, I'm curious how this guy trapped me just now. Captain Cao had a completely different view.

From beginning to end, Captain Cao did not feel the strong elemental fluctuations from Rodriguez's body. As an elemental controller, the fluctuation of elemental power is the most intuitive proof of strength. However, Rodriguez's elemental power fluctuations were very weak, not much different from those of the most rudimentary traveling priests in the Temple of Beamon. If it weren't for this, Captain Cao wouldn't have been so easily yin by him just now. But it was just such a guy with very weak elemental power fluctuations, but he had just created unimaginable trouble, and Captain Cao believed that even those elemental manipulators who were much more powerful than him would be able to force themselves to that extent...... (To be continued.) )