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Late at night, inside Fort Cotten.

Mo Cheng's room was one of the most comfortable in Fort Cotton, and the Lauren Frost family gave up the best room to Mo Cheng.

Although he didn't care about this, he even spent the past month or so outside leading the skeleton army to attack the city of the undead.

But Commander Brady and the high-level members of the Lauren Frost family are very good at life. Whether Mo Cheng wants it is his own business, but the Lauren Frost family must give things to show their respect.

How did Fort Cotton defend itself, how did it ensure that there were no undead attacks around it, and even how the undead sky was destroyed.

Other nobles don't know about these things, doesn't the Lauren Frost family themselves know?

For the strong, for the strong who controls a powerful army, it is best to remain respectful, express your respect, and make enough friendly gestures.

After the banquet was over, Mo Cheng sat in the room and looked at the map he asked for from Commander Brady. It was the information obtained by many scouts after paying a great price.

At this time, the place where they were located was the hinterland of the Vahlan Empire, and there was no need to care about the previous name. After the mad king Dom went crazy, the terrain here changed a lot.

But the terrain is just a trivial matter. What really matters is the three lords who were sent to guard this area.

Charles, the Lord of Death, had countless undead and many generals. Even if he had died in Mo Cheng's hands, his territory still had the power to resist.

Blood-devouring Marquis Griffiths was infected by the mad king Dom's power, the red mist. His base camp was at the top of the Sunset Mountain.

It is said to be a vampire, but the group of creatures full of abscesses and extremely deformed bodies are really different from the vampires generally recognized on the Koyré road.

But their abilities are even more vicious. Whenever they are eliminated, they will explode, and the red mist will sweep everyone's lives like a tide.

Under the infection of the red mist, all the corpses could turn into the subordinates of the Blood-devouring Marquis Griffiths.

The plague wolf king Gangrada, no one knew whether Gangrada was a human or a wolf before being infected by the mad king Dom Red Mist. But the wolves all over the windy plain, let people know that the horror of this place is definitely not under the sunset mountain.

Apart from wolves, there were no other living creatures on the Windy Plain. Even if other creatures stepped into the Windy Plain, the first thing they would have to face was the ubiquitous and pervasive plague.

I don't know the principle, and I don't know how it works. As long as the biological accumulation exceeds a certain amount, it will attack. The more people, the faster the attack.

Under the infection of the Red Mist Plague, people will first grow long black hair, and then the bones and flesh will begin to deform, and the body belt will mutate.

Then their sense of smell, taste, and hearing will all undergo dramatic changes.

In the end, the body will be artificially distorted into a half-wolf, half-human appearance.

There were as many werewolves as there were once on the Wild Wind Plain.

In a sense, the territory of Griffiths, Marquis of Blood Devouring and Gonrad, the Plague Wolf King, is even more difficult to deal with than Charles, Lord of Death.

Because the main body of the human coalition army is human beings, and the defensive forces of the Gale Plain and Sunset Mountain are short of saying that they are specifically aimed at humans written on their foreheads.

Even Mo Cheng himself couldn't figure out how the human coalition forces would pass through these two places.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Cheng gave up the idea of ​​continuing to think about it. It is the headquarters' job to make an attack plan.

What Mo Cheng has to do is very simple. In this fragment of history, killing as many people as possible, completing more tasks, achieving more achievements, and improving his own strength is enough.

If there is a [Command Power] column on the character panel, Mo Cheng can be sure that with an average score of 60, his [Command Power] will never exceed 30.

His operation of the army on the battlefield has always been the simplest F2A, the whole army charges.

Lying on the bed, Mo Cheng looked at the upgraded skill points and directly put them into the skill pool.

Soon, three skills jumped out of the skill pool.

But this time when Mo Cheng saw the three skills that jumped out, his expression was very strange.

[Fire Element], [Thunder Element], [Ice Element]

There are hundreds of heroes in the skill pool, each hero has four less skills, and more than six. In total, the number of skills in the skill pool is over a thousand. This is still not counted. As the version is updated, it will be deleted. Changed skills.

What kind of luck is it to be able to stably encounter elemental **** three times out of thousands of skills?

"So, this elemental ball is the lowest level item in the card pool, right?"

Mo Cheng feels that the elemental ball has become the positioning of white cards, R cards, and one-star cards in card-drawing games. He was even thinking about whether elemental **** accounted for the highest proportion of the probability of being drawn in the card pool.

This is the third time I encountered an elemental ball, and Mo Cheng naturally chose [Ice Elemental], and at the same time felt sorry for the skill points he had so hard to upgrade~lightnovelpub.net~ There were three different colored **** hovering above his head The elemental ball, a pure element that only exists in theory, is in Mo Cheng's hands right now.

No matter which mage sees it, they will feel that Mo Cheng must be a mage with great talent and strength, and an extremely deep understanding of elements.

However, the reality is cruel.

"I have all three balls, but without [Element Prayer], these three **** can be seen or not used."

Although the elemental **** can provide some attributes to Mo Cheng, the first-level elemental **** provide limited attributes, and without the premise of the ultimate move, these three elemental **** can only be used to light fires, electric mosquitoes, and iced drinks the role of the.

It would be wrong to say they are useless.

But Mo Cheng couldn't tell how useful these three elemental **** were.

Q: Who is more threatening, Karl or ranged soldiers?

A: That must be ranged minions.

It's useless to worry about all the skills. Mo Cheng can only hope that after clearing the dungeon, he will be able to reward [Element Prayer].

Mo Cheng fell into a deep sleep with a dream that he didn't know if it was possible to achieve.

…

The next day, Mo Cheng came to the barracks of the Human Alliance Army, and was about to go to the headquarters to see what the Human Alliance Army could do to capture the next two territories, when a voice that was not unfamiliar came from the side.

"Mo Cheng?"

Looking at the person coming, Mo Cheng said hesitantly, "You are... Rubin?"

The one who appeared in the human coalition barracks was the crappy thief who had rescued [Hand of the Organ] the last time he came to the battlefield.

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