Li Xun lay quietly on the bed, silently thinking about his actions tonight, really a little helpless. Newcomers like me who run single-gangs will have some thorns to pick things up and find faults wherever they go. If they don't do them well, they will not be able to go on. But they really put them all down, the trouble is still a lot. From the intelligence alone, it can be seen that everyone who dares to sign up to participate in the magic competition is a lever, and the family is hard.

The two who slapped their faces one after another, one is the Seriyek family and the other is the Salon family, both are traditional mage families. The latter is just an emerging small family. After the strongest one is taken care of by himself, the rest is not a concern, but the former is not to be underestimated.

The Seriyek family, a mage family that has been inherited for more than 700 years, is also regarded as a middle-ranking giant in Dagon. There are two grand mages in the family, which are powerful. That Sasovar was the son of one of the Archmage. With this relationship in mind, I really need to be more careful in the future.

However, he is better than a lonely man. Even if the other party wants to retaliate, he can't find a target to vent his anger. During the Spell Star Contest, it is not likely to come to trouble directly, and to the Thieves Guild. After all, Li Xun and the Thieves Guild are only a simple exchange of interests. This is easy to make clear. Elena ’s tension is only considering the prospects of the Thieves Guild.

With this unpleasant thing, it is presumed that even if the other party does not come to find fault, the thieves' guild will also bear a certain amount of wind pressure. In a country of mages, offending a medium-sized giant, it is unwise to look at it, and it will intimidate away many potential customers.

However, Li Xun realized that his thighs are now very thick. As long as the thieves' guild is willing to hug him, he will definitely give them a preferential price. In addition, Soul Crystal is about to appear at the auction, the first choice is the auction house in the capital of Brayland, and the time is one month before the magic contest, just for those who use gems as marbles. Motivation for panic buying.

If this auction can be a big success, his relationship with the Thieves Guild will be completely stabilized, otherwise he will always be worried and afraid that he will be suddenly sold by the other party.

Now that the ranking game is over, there is a preparation period of about 2 months. You can also take the opportunity to adjust the current battlefields of the cemetery family. After all, your future is there.

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Undead Realm, February 11th, Kaiyuan Calendar.

This is a muddy quagmire, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, with a trace of moisture that is not found elsewhere.

It was tens of thousands of years ago, but it was an endless ocean, but it has experienced years of change and the passing of the essence of life. The former sea has shrunk into countless stinky quagmire just like a little moisture in front. At certain times of the day, a light mist will also float here, bringing the whole mire around into a strange scene of light smoke and mist.

As the mud reverses and flows, a lot of the debris wrapped around it will occasionally rise from the bottom, and the flowers will sink again in a short while on the muddy and dirty water. Here you see the most corpses that have been swollen in the quagmire for a long time. These humanoid creatures with long messy hair have rot and dry skin, black lacquered hands and thin and bony bodies, but they are abnormal. Strong.

Thunderous horseshoes broke the silence here.

The clatter of the clattering of the ears was endless. The quagmire that was still dead was bubbling like a boiling soup pot. Numerous long-haired heads appeared on the water. On the ugly faces covered with sarcomas and abscesses. The eyes showed greedy eyes.

"Prey ... prey ..."

The hags made waves like **, and like howling, countless withered arms stretched out of the mud, and from a distance, it seemed like a large withered bush suddenly appeared.

But when they saw the tall undead knights appearing in front of them through the mists of the mountains and the sea, they retreated one by one, and they huddled in the center of the quagmire, making a peep-like whimper.

The undead knights in front of them are not good food.

Take a look at the tall and fierce bone warhorse. The dark-colored, iron-strong body is not what they think the "hard and sharp" claws can pierce. The undead knights are all strong and strong outside. His body armor has never passed away, as if it were another special skin of the undead knight.

The deep and dim red light was transmitted through the gap of the armor, rendering the undead knight as a grim monster in black and red. This is a kind of death inflammation, a unique ability of the death knight, the effect is somewhat similar to the withering light, but the effect is not so strong, and it has weak faint and weak special effects.

For these uninvited "bad guys", ghosts with an average level of only 4 dare to hide in the middle of the quagmire and wave their arms to express their dissatisfaction, but they dare not step out of the quagmire. The soul coercion of the upper-level undead is on the one hand, and more is the fear of the short-handed slashing sword with a length of nearly 2.5 meters hanging on the side of the opponent's horse's head.

Alsace, who walked ahead in the first place, was disturbed by the harassment of the old hags in the distance. The muddy ground within 5 meters of the body burned into a scorched and dry withered land.

The huge energy breath scattered between the opponent's knight leader and his hands immediately shocked this group of uninformed little natives, so they turned over and sank to the bottom of the pool, trembling with fear in their homes.

Salsas looked at the muddy quagmire with disgust and expressed dissatisfaction with the other party shaking his head slightly when choosing such a meeting place. However, the task is the most important, and the war horse can only be silenced in a boring waiting state.

The 65 members of the Ebon Knights behind them also stopped one after another, quietly waiting beside the leader. There were no sounds and movements in the black pressed steel monsters, one by one like a cold steel statue, a steady pestle stood in place, only the dark red **** soul fire radiated through the narrow cross opening of the full duplex mask Photographing the fierce and fierce light.

Maybe an hour, maybe a day, the motionless Arthas finally lifted his head, the scarlet needle-like soul fire tightly stared at an empty mud 10 meters away.

A faint shadow began to emerge, and the runes of the whole body fluttered. The magical spirit above it was shining, and the mystery was abnormal. It was only because of its small size that it was very insignificant.

"This place you chose is not very good!" Arthas directly expressed his dissatisfaction.

"This is no way! Only the undead here are the rarest here, so it is convenient for you to hide for the time being." Auro spread his hand, and the frivolous words in his words reminded Arthas of the slaughter guy.

"How is the front line? When will the attack be launched?"

"Now! The idiot has come out of the nest, and the zombie lord's forces are fighting 300 miles away. It has been almost half a month and they have not yet divided. Their base camp is in a plain 70 miles away. There are probably more than 1,000 undead left behind, and there are also some hard stubble, you have to be careful! "

"Got it!" Arthas's voice seemed dull when he heard through the heavy armor, but the excitement in his tone made everyone feel it. With no extra movement, Alsace's iconic epic "Frost Sorrow" waved in one stroke, leaving a frost mark in the air that was difficult to eliminate for a long time.

In the last moment, the Ebon Knights were like dead bodies. At the next moment, they made a terrifying soaring murderousness. The large and powerful four-hoof planing of many skeletal horses turned from extremely quiet to full speed almost in a few fingers. Mercedes-Benz, under the leadership of the leader, went straight to the scheduled slaughter battlefield.

Auror's mouth was dissatisfied, avoiding the gigantic horseshoe oncoming, and his figure had appeared on the horse hips behind a death knight, and was firmly nailed there. The death knight simply glanced back, then continued indifferently, immersed in the rising smoke.

Obviously less than a hundred undead knights, but once they are arrayed to launch a charge, the unity of the condensed momentum makes any enemy facing their blades frightened.

The distance of 70 miles is a quarter of an hour for the undead knights who have no idea what fatigue is. Some enemy reinforcements encountered along the way are only the flow of zombie skeletons. Three or five hundred are gathered in a group and slowly moved across the open wilderness. With. For these little fish and shrimp, as long as it is not on the road that must be passed, the Black Knights are simply too lazy to go round and clear them one by one, and the arrow of the charge always points directly to the enemy base that is already visible in the distance.

The so-called "base camp" is a temporary camp set up by the enemy behind the war group to gather the scattered cannon fodder collected from the rear. Whenever a certain amount is saved, it will be sent to the battlefield more than 200 miles away by a special high-level undead, as a necessary supplement to the war.

Due to the slow action of low-level undead, the war between many undead lords will last for several months, and the damaged undead will also vary greatly according to the strength of the lord. It is normal for a 17th-level lord like a zombie lord to fight a lord of the same level and consume millions of undeads before dispatching his own guard corps.

Therefore, the war of lords will have its own special war system. Staying behind, the continuous recruitment of low-level undead of their own territory has become a top priority. The least war scenes also need these low-level undead to maintain, so as to create an opportunity for the elite legion to send a fatal blow.

The result of Alsace ’s consultation with the Skeleton King was to prepare for a direct raid on the undead rear base camp on the side of the Undead Alliance, interrupting their troop loss line and cutting the chain of war.