PS: If you don't give a monthly pass, release rock thorns under the PP.

You don't realize that in the novel, the protagonist's enemies are not common in the past, and they are either Sanlu or guys who eat a lot of brain platinum?

Most of the people in this world still don't know the meaning of refrigeration and preservation, if nothing else, the beef and ale wine sent by the wine inn will be eaten up at today's dinner.

Drove the convoy out of the mountainous area, found a remote dense forest, and liberated the wild cattle driving the cart to let it gnaw on the grass, and Lin Mo and the others took out their weapons from the mezzanine of the car body.

Without any further delay, they hurried to the next temporary assembly point.

At this time, the Sun of Flame had already crossed the Icerock Mountains, and Bai Lu, one of the two moons outside the firmament, had already appeared its shallow silhouette in the dusky of the east.

"Listen, Dundot, if you don't want to die, stay here honestly, no matter what happens nearby, what strange noises occur, don't come out, wait until dawn, I will come to pick you up, remember to take these packs of relieving medicine on time, enough to last until noon tomorrow!"

The dragon knight carried a two-handed knight's sword and a full three-barrel arrow box on his back, crossed his back, carried a large bow cross-legged, and held a hundred refined steel cavalry spears about one zhang long in his hand, and his long-range combat weapons were almost armed to the teeth.

"My lord, please come back alive, my Dundot's life is all up to you. ”

The innkeeper Dundot's tone was sincere, and for now, at least, his performance had earned him a lot of trust.

"Don't run around!"

The sword god Chamberlain retreated with a murderous intent, warning the young man to stay where he was and not to think nonsense.

Lin Mo and the members of the support team glanced at each other, and their steps quickly disappeared into the darkness after nightfall.

"God, bless them with the success of their mission, I Dundot will definitely get ahead, Finney, wait for me, I will definitely give you happiness." Let those who once looked down on me want to gouge out their eyeballs. ”

There was darkness and silence around, but Dundot sincerely prayed for Lin Mo and them, after all, his own life has been tied to these Slans, everyone is a grasshopper on the same line, either live together or finish together.

An ordinary low-class tavern guy, without any noble background and bloodline, illiterate, and often beaten and scolded by the fat boss at every turn, but he is not willing to be a nameless pariah in this life. Generations of children and grandchildren have lived this desperate and numb life.

The desire to get ahead and change one's destiny is like a burning flame that never goes out, and without any penniality, illiterate, and without any capital to change anything, he can only lie dormant in the dirty and chaotic kitchen in the backyard of a wine inn until an opportunity to change his fate comes.

A group of vicious Slans, who don't know what they were going to do in Portlandish land, at least they wanted their own lives at first, and luckily survived. Eligible to join them temporarily, I don't know what the future holds, but one thing is for sure, they are a group of legendary powerful warriors and spellcasters. It was easy to control your own fate and that of others, and that was enough for Dundot!

Master Lin Mo, who had once pretended to be a young nobleman, sometimes flashed a gaze in his eyes that was very similar to himself, as if he had seen himself. It was because of this inexplicable feeling that Dundot trusted him far more than anyone else.

"Ho ho ho!~"

Bang!~ Kevin, who kept squirting blood foam, didn't know what he had knocked over, he was like a poor maggot. Writhing unconsciously on the ground.

The intense pain that filled the chest and abdomen occupied all the nerves, and the five senses had been completely destroyed by the toxin, and they could neither see nor hear anything, only instinctive dying struggles.

"Kayan, Kayan, you glutton, you should go back with me, do you want to stay here and be a soldier for the rest of your life? Hell, Kayan, what's wrong with you?"

Captain Willy came to the room to look for his men, but as soon as he came in, he saw at first glance that the guy he had been looking for for for a long time and had not been seen was actually struggling on the ground, already with more gas and less air intake.

"Mas, you bastard! What is going on with Kayan? Pharmacist! Pharmacist! Come here, save Kayan!"

As Captain Willy was shouting, he finally saw the figure of Maas, the commander of the camp.

The five-year-old and three-thick guy overwhelmed a few buckets, his eyes widened bloodily, and his face was still frozen with fear and unwillingness, and he had long since lost his breath.

Goo Dong!~Goo Dong!~

Outside the tent, there was a constant sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the clanging sound of some weapons clashing.

"Pharmacist!~Help!My stomach hurts!Ah!~"

"Help! It's so painful, it's so painful! Help me!"

"Poisoned, I'm poisoned, save me!"

All kinds of screams and cries for help rang out in the camp at once.

"Poisoning, someone poisoning, dinner, not good!"

Thinking of this, Willy's face changed drastically, and he just wanted to rush out of the curtain, when his chest suddenly tightened for no reason, and an unstoppable fishy sweetness rushed to his throat.

Poof!~ He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dark purple blood, his face was suddenly colorless, his chest and abdomen were like fire, and the heart-rending pain made him stumble outside the room, trying to get up again, but he couldn't support his suddenly extremely heavy body, his vision gradually blurred, his hearing gradually fell into a dead silence, and even the meaningless grunting sound from the mouth blocked by blood foam could not be heard clearly.

Suddenly, in the darkness of the night, something the size of a fist flew straight into the hellish Portland camp.

The thing sizzled and sparked, and then suddenly exploded without warning a moment later, and the flames and loud noises shook the entire camp.

"There are 17 threatening fighters, 9 spellcasters, and the archers are covering and starting to act!"

Lin Mo's figure took the lead in rushing towards the Portlanders' camp, the outer checkpoints and some of the guard posts were already full of life, and the poison dropped by the fifth-order pharmacist Mien caused an unexpectedly considerable effect.

"Kill them all!"

The leader of the elite support team, the rank of the first-order thunder sword god Chamberlain, followed closely with an electric snake flashing all over his body.

"Damn dog thief! Shameless fellow, I, Lord Grayman, will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

The Portland Sword God, who was covered in battle qi flames, raised his sword and pointed at the enemy battle qi flames that were rushing quickly, and let out an unwilling roar.

With a twist of his side, he swung out a crimson sword qi and shot straight out, and in the next second, a blazing white battle qi collided with it.

Boom!~ There was a muffled sound in the air!

Although the crimson fire sword qi successfully smashed into the blazing white battle qi, it was immediately stabbed and stirred by the tip of a spear that flashed with the same blazing white battle qi, and it was instantly exhausted, helplessly turning into a crimson light point and dissipating into the air.

Shout!~

A pale silver arrow shot out from the darkness, and the Portland Fire Sword God swung his sword to block.

Boom!~ The violently exploding qi wave and the light cyan wind elemental force instantly devoured him, and it turned out to be a powerful spell arrow!

Although the Portland Fire Sword God who had been hit hard by this blow was injured, he did not lose his ability to resist, and suddenly a purple-blue electric light rushed in front of him at a lightning speed.

The attacks were so tightly linked that he couldn't react at all.

"Bastard!"

"Give me death!"

Slanlei is the sword god Chamberlain, who went all out to unite his human sword, and appeared behind the enemy in an instant.

The Portland Fire Sword God's eyes were dilated, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the long sword that had accompanied him in his lifelong battle fell to the ground, and his entire body was split into more than a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, no longer returning to his original human form.

The ninth-order dragon knight, the first-order sword god of status, and a ninth-order archer, such a luxurious attack combination was enough to match the Portland sword god who had just been slashed into pieces of flesh.

A pale cyan translucent wind blade suddenly appeared on Lin Mo's side like a ghost, intending to stop him and cut him down.

In order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, most high-ranking fighters and spellcasters carry special antidotes with them, and although they can't completely remove the poison of Medicine Master Mean for a while, they can alleviate the deadly poison and pain to a certain extent.

Lin Mo and the others' poisoning plan did not expect to be able to poison all the people in one go, at least they could take advantage of the great loss of the opponent's combat strength and kill the killer, and sweep away all obstacles with their intentions and intentions.

The plan has been carried out so far, and it can be regarded as half the success!

"Magician?"

The moment the wind blade appeared, the newly compiled spell detection module function of the "Dragon General" had already captured its existence, and when the blazing white light system battle qi rose, Lin Mo disappeared in place in an instant at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, making this murderous wind blade pounce into the air.

He had already discovered the location of the Portland magician, took out two black powder grenades made by the twin sisters from his waist, and rolled a ball to the magician's feet.

"What is this?"

The magician who reflexively raised his spell shield didn't have time to think about it, and the swift explosion swept him out of the way.

While the spell shield successfully withstood the shrapnel and shockwaves, it was unable to neutralize the blast.

The hastily propped up pale cyan wind spell shield flashed in the air and disintegrated.

Buzzing in his ears, the mage couldn't bother to manipulate the Wind Blade again to chase down the Dragon Knight, chanting the spell of the spell shield in order to save his life.

When it was too late, a rock thorn suddenly appeared on the ground between his feet, and before he could react, he unceremoniously smashed the yellow dragon in the blink of an eye, and submerged into the deep cave of the chrysanthemum that was close at hand.

The sound of chanting the incantation turned into a rooster crowing on the spot, and the next second the piercing scream abruptly stopped.

The hard, sharp rock spikes pierced through the chest and abdomen, poked out of the mouth along the inside of the spine, and pierced through it, turning it into a terrifying humanoid meat skewer, leaving only a slight writhing unconsciously, and the death was terrible. (To be continued......)