Mos is the new [Lord of Darkness] cultivated by Chiti and took the opportunity to take over the underground forces of Dayak City.

An old man has 3 silver coins, a young man has 8 silver coins, a woman and a child have 10 silver coins, and the most expensive is a girl, who has an ordinary appearance and has 20 silver coins, and a beautiful girl can even sell it for a high price of 1 gold coin!

It's just that the civilians in Dayak City have been getting fewer and fewer over the years, and Moss, who doesn't have enough supplies, can only contact the bandits more.

When the bandits robbed the slave owner's goods, Morse would take the high-quality goods at a "high price" and sell them to the orc kingdom.

However, this way of buying and selling goods is far less profitable than "self-produced and self-sold", and the level of Morse is not enough for them to frequently trade with other lords to "buy", so the current underground black market is not comparable to the scale of a few decades ago!

Moss, who had a "meager" income, took a "part-time" job as the commander of the Protectorate, receiving a monthly salary of 2,000 gold coins from the Consulate, the birthday of the goddess of dawn, the birthday of the god of light, and the birthday of the goddess of harvest...... On the festivals of the twelve main gods and the thirty-two righteous gods, he can receive another 200 gold coins of festival subsidies.

Although the two jobs are a little tiring, but because of these two jobs, Morse is the highest-level existence in the city - a level 48 knight with his Warcraft mount, so to speak, the civilians of the entire city combined, he can solve them all!

Even Poke had to use a respectful tone to him.

Although he received taxes and a salary of flesh and blood, his most common thing to do was to force civilians into slavery, and then sell them as two-legged sheep to the orc kingdom.

Moss looked in the direction of the Lord's Mansion, his eyes flashing with inexplicable emotion, his palm pressed against the weapon at his waist, and the urge to try it emanated from his body.

"I'll help you go."

Guise is still inside the Lord's Palace.

It is said that the treasure trove of the Lord's Mansion has been transformed into a dungeon where prisoners are kept, and there is absolute security that even high-level spellcasters can crack down.

It's not like Polk hasn't thought of a way, but he's not even a high-level mage, so what can he do with it?!

I can only hope for Louis, the high-ranking assassin in the Toniel Pirates!

"Morse?"

Poke was a little nervous when he saw Moss's eyes, although he had the courage to "steal" the lord's wealth, but he was paradoxically afraid of the lord's mansion.

Each person's magic fluctuations are unique, and if you attack the Lord's Mansion, you will definitely leave a trace.

Although Polk resented the mansion that already belonged to Philos, he still did not dare to do anything to it.

The aristocrats are very sensitive to this aspect of the matter, after all, no one wants anyone to keep planning to overthrow them, and once they find out, they will inevitably try their best to suppress and make an example of them.

Polk didn't want to be that "chicken".

So he pushed the hands-on task to Tonier, reducing the possibility of leaving a handle on his own.

But the glance at the Lord's Mansion just now made Pock's heart beat harder, and his suspicious personality made him wonder if Mose wanted to attack him?

However, before his suspicion progress bar could be completed, Nick, the captain of the first team of the City Protectors, with a frightened face, ran in from outside the house.

"No, no! Toniel suddenly went crazy and started killing! ”

"It's finally here!"

At this moment, Polk didn't realize that there was a problem, after all, Tonier's killing spree in Lanceville was exactly Polke's plan.

What he can't get, no one can think of! This city, he will leave nothing for Philos!

Kill, rob, smash, and finally—

"Tonyel, what are you doing?!" Running out into the street excitedly, Bock was stupid to see Toniel swinging his staff and striking at the Protectors one by one.

The Protectors are their men! Why do you want to attack the city guards?! Why do you want to do it to the Protector?!

Toniel, who knocked on the skull smoothly, turned his head smoothly, but his movements were a little stiff, and he was immediately made into an undead by the magic of the undead system after he died, so his skin was still in a very "fresh" state, even if the 73-level senior mage had no soul, the magic in his body was still sufficient, except for the eyes with white eyes and pupil colors interchangeable, he looked no different from a normal high-level mage.

"Poke, I'll ...... Fulfilled, and your engagement. ”

The sound was also Tonyer's, but the slight stuttering and slightly stiff movements made both Moss and Poke's hairs stand on end.

Toniel's soul was drained, and Philos didn't stuff the other souls, but just used his skills to let [Obsession] control the corpse.

Tonier's last pact before his death was with Pock, and Philos allowed it to fulfill the pact.

It's just that in this agreement, the object of slaughter has changed from civilian slaves to Chiti.

He casually knocked off the head of a swordsman with his staff, and his voice became smoother: "Poke, I'll fulfill my agreement with you." ”

The city of Dayak, only thirty kilometers from the endless plains of bones, is indoctrinated with everything it knows about the undead while in their mother's womb.

"Damn it! Toniel has met an army of the undead! ”

Morse's face became very ugly: "This land is completely finished!" ”

Wherever the army of the dead passed, no one survived.

This "human" who has no survivors includes not only ordinary people, but also transcendents, elves, goblins, orcs, and monsters - all living beings will become part of the army of bones! Then he was tormented by the loneliness of eternal life.

Humanity yearns for eternal life, for eternal life for pleasure, not for eternal life enslaved by the lich necromancer!

"Moss, Moss, take me! Moss, I gave you so much money, you can have today, I gave you, you can't leave me, Moss! As soon as Pock saw Morse turn around, he wanted to run, but he didn't want any image, and stretched out his hand to pull Moss hard, begging him to take him away.

"Let go of the stupid thing!" Morse fiercely broke off Pock's hand, compared to Pock, a parallel swordsman who was not as talented as him and just used resources to pile up, Morse who did smuggling was better than him, I don't know how much!

He only pulled away seemingly slightly, and Pock's arm was torn open like paper.

"Ahhhh!!h Blood spewed into the air like a fountain, and at Pok's shouts and curses, Morse ran away as fast as he could.

Morse did it on purpose, he could have pushed Polk away, but he used the most brutal way to rip off his arms.

The reason is also very simple - let Polk use it as a decoy to stall for time and buy himself time to escape.

As for putting the intact Pock against Toniel to buy him more time? No kidding, how could that parallel trade be done!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang-"

Toniel slammed the brilliant staff on the transcendent's body again and again.

A strong, powerful body for civilians and slaves, and more fragile than paper dough in his hands.

The physical fitness of the forger is much better than that of the spellcaster, but Tonier's level is dozens of levels higher than him, and he uses a high-level staff, and it is easier to knock a bone than to knock a dough.

A gentle blow can break bones, a gentle swing can knock a body flying, and a little heavier force can turn people into dirt.

The undead Toniel unhurriedly beats the transcendents who have lost their mobility and cannot escape.

"Abominable, abominable, abominable!" Polk cursed as he took out the life-saving teleportation scroll from the spatial ring.

This carryable life-saving teleportation scroll is cheaper, even if it is Bock, it can be torn apart and teleported to the safe house he has set up long ago in three seconds.

Although it is a pity that the pair of possessions in the hall and his precious son who is still in the city lord's mansion, he is the most important one, and if he has no life, he will have nothing!

Losing his arms, Pook bites the scroll with his mouth like a dog.

Fortunately, the method of opening the magic scroll is to enter the magic power, whether it is torn or not, and the way it is used has no effect on the effect of the scroll.

"Boom-"

The magic array lit up, and at this time, Toniel was still more than thirty meters away from Pock, and there were seven people in front of him who were screaming with broken legs but were not dead.

Three seconds, that's enough! Pok revealed the surprise of the rest of his life.

1，2，——

"Smack-"

A blade of wind slashed Polk's neck, interrupting the magic circle.

The teleportation scroll worth 300,000 gold coins was wasted.

Pock's eyes widened, and he couldn't recover for a long time in the despair of dashed hope.

Toniel is not in a hurry, he is not the real Tonyle, but he has all the habits of Tonier, and he knows best how to create the most delicious despair.

"Polk," Toniel said slowly, "I'm done with you!" ”

He raised his staff high, and the magic stone the size of a child's head emitted a moving brilliance in the morning light, and countless strokes and countless blood did not leave a trace on its beautiful body.

"Wait, wait—" Polk screamed as fast as he could, "I've got money!" There's a lot, much money! I'll give you all the money! I'll also get many, many beautiful slaves for your master, and let me go—"

"Boom!"

Chapter 25

Morse escaped as quickly as possible from the most luxurious "aristocratic quarter".

The area near the Consulate is the heart of the city, where almost all the Chiti factions are located.

Moss's house was there, too, and his hall, like Chiti's house, was filled with glittering gold coins and brilliant gems.

It should be said that this neighborhood is full of the sparkle of gold coins and the smell of precious stones!

They're leaving today, and everyone is packing up their belongings.

When the first rays of the morning sun shone down on the earth, they should have left in a carriage on the road dedicated to the nobility that had never been soiled.

However, the reality is that when the sun shines on the earth, the commoners are smiling and smiling to the aroma of honey bread and lining up to get delicious food at the castle lord's mansion.

And the special road, which was supposed to be cleaned and maintained by servants day and night, was filled with blood and corpses.

Moss didn't go home, he left his son and daughter, and only tore the space device from his dead companion's hand, and his brain calculated the distance between him and Toniel as fast as he could.

The knight's speed depended on his contract partner, but the size of the magical creature was too high, and the probability of being spotted was too high, so he had to stretch another ten kilometers to be on the safe side.

8，9，…… 10！

Morse glanced back, and with his good eyesight, he could feel that Toniel's magic fluctuations were still ten kilometers away.

Within ten kilometers, it is the advantage of the wind mage, and ten kilometers away, it is the knight's world!

Moss didn't care that this was a slum, and immediately began to summon his contract beasts.

"It smells so good...... When I woke up today, I smelled the aroma of honey bread, and a very beautiful sentence suddenly popped up in my mind - 'I can smell the sweetness of sugar when I wake up every day, and I have to live well today, and I will come happily tomorrow'. ”

Moss, who has a good ear, heard it, and thought to himself, it is really a lowly and ignorant inferior person, and something that doesn't understand bullshit can be called "beautiful", what a bunch of fools!

"Silverhook Griffon, as the master, I order you to appear in front of me now!" A magic circle appeared in front of Morse, and as he shouted, a huge ball of light gradually turned into the silhouette of a griffin with the head of a griffon and the body of a griffin in this space.

"No, don't—" The girl who had gone out to fetch water heard the movement and glanced back, and immediately screamed and begged, "My, my family is still in the house, Lord Transcendent, please, stop, stop!! ”

The light of the magic array did not dim in the slightest, countless circles and patterns kept turning, and Moss's eyes were full of mockery.