Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 190: William loves dogs, Hill loves cats

The target of the high-ranking undead was not originally these nobles.

After all, they don't really take it seriously, no matter which party they are.

Aristocratic demeanor is indeed what the other side looks for, but no one thinks the nobles in the game are nobles they revere.

It was originally just to cause some trouble for the original group of undead.

Only the nobles of the Salar felt that their routines that they had played for thousands of years were useful.

So the high-level undead, the lesson to the Salar nobles is enough.

After this time, presumably these nobles will only stay away from the undead in the future.

No matter where they came from, they will never want to deal with them again.

Anyway, there aren't many quests to accept inside Salar.

If something really happened, it was probably some unfortunate nobleman who did something bad and was caught by the undead.

In a short period of time, Salar should not be so stupid as a noble.

The high-ranking undead, all of their strength, are going towards these low-ranking idiots.

Their hands are so black!

Hill floated in the air, mouth slightly open, so surprised that he gasped.

If they were beaten to death, these low-level undead might also accept their fate.

However, the wild boars collided, the wild bulls trampled, and the corpses left after the wild horses stampeded on the ground, and countless rabbits jumped.

The high-ranking undead just laughed and pointed at the side.

Hill held his chin and saw the contest stage shattered after being run over by a wild boar.

Those high-level undead walked over with gestures, and they couldn't stand up when they looked at it with a smile. In fact, they took the opportunity to reclaim the land.

The low-level people who were dazed by their anger rushed over from the church resurrection again and again.

They probably think that the mid-level rabbits can always fight, and killing one is enough to make these **** cry for a while.

Unfortunately, they underestimate the rabbit and overestimate themselves.

A single rabbit can be considered a small boss in front of them, let alone such a large group.

The panicked rabbits of all types, with their hind legs tense, randomly cast their own innate spells before jumping into the sky.

Although it's messy, it's enough to deal with these guys who are no more than a great knight.

Even if there are people still lingering, it is impossible for them to be alive after the giant flying rabbits are all over the sky.

The church was full of people, standing silently against the wall.

The high-level undead didn't chase after them arrogantly, they just stood there and waited to see if anyone went crazy.

Unfortunately, after a few deaths, no one has lost their minds anymore.

Looking at Spencer walking slowly, the high-level undead who finished their work, laughed and dispersed without waiting for him to speak.

After watching a big play, Hill fell back to the cloud ship in contentment.

Seeing Spencer directing the guards to send the nobles back to the ship, Hill wondered, William didn't take precautions, why didn't he care?

There are also people who are unhappy about this.

Adrian felt that it would affect the next day's work, and looked at it from a distance with his arms crossed, his face unhappy.

So he watched as Spencer led the people tidying up the grounds without moving.

He wasn't very satisfied with the king's attitude of nothing.

Returning to the King's Hall, Spencer let out a long sigh as he looked at the captain of the guard standing beside William with the distraction tool.

He looked helplessly at His Majesty the King who was smiling happily: "Why don't you stop them when they fight?

Alternatively, why not stop it when that tournament stage is up? Your Majesty the King! "

"Spencer, have you forgotten? This is a temporary camp, not Central City. It stands to reason that the undead do not need to obey some of the city's rules." William leaned back in his chair, shaking with laughter, "They Didn't break any of the rules I set. If I order punishment now, only those undead who do it first will be unlucky. Those who resist are not guilty."

Spencer is silent.

"Do I still need to go out on patrol?" the captain of the guard asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, although it's a little too ambitious, I really think they can kill me."

"You represent me." William smiled helplessly, "They won't use this on you.

As long as you do things fairly.

The undead don't go to such great lengths to trouble you.

To this extent, it is difficult for them to do it several times. "

The captain of the guards understands that he still has to walk around the camp, waiting for a conflict to rush out to stop it.

"However, in the future, the conflicting people will change." William was still laughing, and his words were intermittent.

But everyone who heard it understands that the real enemies will be the low-level undead and the nobles of Salar.

High-level undead, because they cause trouble, girls who want to bully others will take revenge like this.

If there is no opponent, of course, the people on both sides will still use the high-level undead as enemies and try to bring them down.

But now, until the nobles and the low-level undead have a winner, no one can bring such a terrible enemy in again.

Especially the nobles, after the current low-ranking ranks are promoted to high-ranking ones, how can they still fight on their own, should they bow their heads and admit defeat?

Of course not.

There is only one way for them to hire the original undead.

Even if they became enemies under the calculations of these undead, nobles have always been aware of current affairs.

Generally speaking, we all know that the main contradiction should be solved first and then the other ones should be considered.

"These new undeads probably won't be able to enter Salar, right?" Spencer touched his forehead, "Salar nobles will definitely protest their qualifications."

"They were originally summoned by me to fill this triangle." William coughed lightly, "If most of the Salar nobles are dissatisfied with them, then the Salar's country can't really be against them. They are open.

Also known as the teleportation array, it can only be used by the original batch of undead for the time being. Their access to this world is different and it is easy to distinguish them. "

"Now it can be said that they are high-level and low-level, the original ones, the new ones, and after a long time, how to distinguish these undead?"

"It's the Salar undead and the Triangle undead!" William smiled lightly, "Of course, this can only be said after the nobles protest."

Spencer couldn't help but pouted, nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"What was that bench used for?" William asked Spencer, he knew the guy and would definitely investigate.

The corners of Spencer's mouth twisted, and he took out a handful of dirt: "I almost missed it."

"No wonder they use demon beasts!" William said with admiration, "I said they all stood in the same place to watch, so they wanted to destroy the corpses and destroy the traces!"

Spencer thinks William's fun is too much.

"Your Majesty, what are you happy about?" he couldn't help asking.

"Ahead, did someone send a rose to the group of undead who used their female identity?" William was still smiling.

"I heard that it's the way the undead show their love." Spencer said calmly, "Didn't His Majesty know it long ago? Besides, that person was just fascinated and deceived. It's already very miserable. Now, he was the one who rushed the most times just now. Not to mention the shame, the loss is also the biggest, so why make fun of him."

"No." William finally controlled himself, "That elf **** king, just came over and thought about it..."

He closed his mouth.

Then quietly started to change the patterns of the elves outside the camp being bitten by dogs into various pictures of puppies.

"Your Majesty the King?" Spencer was stunned for a while before he realized that William was trying to derail the God of Time and Space, and was probably warned.

He laughed: "I thought you would dare to say anything."

"The boss just leave me a little more of what he has in his hands." William continued to work, "I'm probably going crazy. Although I look very busy, I actually have a lot of things to do."

"What is His Majesty the King doing?"

"Change the picture of the dog biting sprite outside and change it to a picture of a puppy playing." William frowned, thinking what else could be replaced.

Spencer shouted in a rare loud voice: "Why don't you just change them into bunches of flowers? Why do you have to have a dog! Silver Moon Wolf God doesn't say a word, doesn't mean he isn't angry!"

Silver Moon Wolf God can't do anything about it. His own master **** also said he was a puppy, so he could only accept his fate.

Undead, even the Silver Moon Goddess is not very willing to care, and the Silver Moon Wolf God is not stupid, so he just pretends to be dead, and when he doesn't see those pictures of dogs biting elves, the most unlucky one is the Elf God King anyway.

But now, you have let go of the elf **** king, but you continue to call the wolf **** a dog?

Do you really want your allies to become enemies right away?

The wolves are still roaming the grasslands, attacking the kingdom of dwarves with the undead!

Spencer didn't want to see the wolves, who were originally well water not in the river, might be able to cooperate with the undead, suddenly bite back.

William let out an 'ah', then stopped his hand regretfully: "You say, let me say that these are other dogs, okay?"

"You might as well change into a cat!" Spencer said coldly, "Who doesn't know what's going on? Are we still allies with the Silver Moon God?"

William sighed, "Don't worry about cats. I still like dogs. Just change to their big rabbits. Any color is fine."

Watching William's boring hands-on~IndoMTL.com~ Spencer let out a long breath of relief.

Whatever he is, not a dog.

Unbeknownst to Hill, his biggest disagreement with William had just occurred.

Otherwise the words 'forget the cat' would be enough to make him angry.

He just sat on the lawn of the cloud boat, hugged Alice, and discussed with Merkel what had just happened while brushing her hair.

"The most powerful thing in human beings is indeed conspiracy and tricks, which emerge endlessly." Merkel sighed, "So the wolf **** will fail, which is normal."

Hill gave Merkel a puzzled look.

"I found that humans are very tolerant of the noble god, although he is also one of the main culprits of the demon invasion." Merkel asked, lying on his stomach, "because he is not wrong to deal with monsters, is it? It's just that conspiracy is useless. ?"

Though Hill wanted to comfort him, he didn't want to lie, just kept silent.