Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1133: The anger of the bald head

'Xue Yunfeng' actually likes the current situation very much... The main task is there, it just depends on whether he can find it.

No matter what others think, but this feeling of having to stir every nerve and pay attention to every detail in order to find clues from the mess made him... once again excited.

He looked at the old man on the screen contentedly, and briskly told the female priest 'Susu' who was standing beside him: "Tell Xiao Xiaoliu, that old man must have something to do with that master hunter of the Lord of Beasts... otherwise He won't come out suddenly.

This kind of old guy, if he has nothing to do with him and just wants to get on with us, he always likes to show up afterwards.

It's impossible to show your face in the middle of the fight.

Don't worry about who he is, he must be an enemy anyway.

Well... let their people be prepared, no matter how much time is spent in the front, they will be able to take them away in the end.

This is a bit difficult, but Black Rose can definitely do it... No matter how reluctant they are to use their animal companions, they will always be able to crit in the end. "

Animal companions from other families are not like Black Rose, who can create racial resonance... You must ensure that there are more than 10,000 monsters of the same blood.

It can then be scaled up by volume.

Even with his many eyes and ears, he couldn't figure out how many wild boars Black Rose had.

Don't look at how many people went outside the city of Aglaia last time, but 'Xueyunfeng' still understands that there must be a large number of people who are obsessed with cleanliness, even if their sense of smell is closed, they are determined not to join that battle.

So, he thought for a long time, even if there is no white dragon who can take people across the border of Amn, he can only send the black rose out in the end... In that case, all the family members who participated in the operation would have to be subsidized. few.

Collecting money by the hour is because the bald head loves him deeply enough.

Thanks to Black Rose for having a group of white dragons who collect shipping fees... Even if he is not very good at counting, he can still figure out which one is more expensive!

'Perfect Baldhead' chatted with Archmage Omar a little irritatedly... Why did he want to discuss the difference between elf style and aristocratic style with this old guy?

Shouldn't this be something he and his dear slippery sat down to discuss?

The bad old man is dressed in white, what confidence does he have to talk about fashion?

Is there no dust on his clothes?

But there was not only no movement at 'Xiao Liuliu', and they didn't even send anyone to interrupt, but the personnel were constantly moving.

This made the bald head understand that the person in front of him is not only an enemy, but also an enemy who is likely to attack suddenly.

He struggled to suppress the urge to sigh. In the previous few battles, his experience bar has grown a little bit!

Although preparations for these things have been made in vain... After all, it is a national war, and the knights who charge ahead will die sooner or later.

It was originally an unexpected gain, and if it is lost...it still hurts so much!

That is also the experience he earned after scolding for days and nights!

Who will pay for the endless lotus that he sprayed out?

Damn old man!

When the fight starts, he must show this Omar what a war of words is!

The undead on both sides of the 'perfect bald head' have been moving around... Omar didn't care much, he smiled at the undead very friendly... probably thought they were all here to see him .

Of course, he also paid a little attention to whether the undead were trying to engage in a 'strike first', but he quickly gave up his vigilance. Take, all kinds of professions are still mixed together, it is impossible to engage in any combined attack... It will not be lethal to him at all.

No matter what attitude the undead have towards him, at least they don't plan to fight directly.

Although with Omar's ability, he is not afraid of the sudden attack of this group of undead, but...even he can't kill hundreds of thousands of high-level professionals at once.

It's not impossible to do it at all, but if he does that, what identity does he have to hide? Wouldn't it be enough to just kill them directly?

Not to mention, this group of undead people, and more people are distributed on both sides of the city, and Omar can't guarantee how far he can do it.

After all, this body is still incomparable with the real incarnation.

Omar, who still doesn't know much about the undead, doesn't know where his mistake is.

In the beginning, those standing nearby were all priests and auxiliary mages... It's just that the priests of the undead have always been showy. Unless they use their skills, no one can tell which great god's family they are .

But the ones standing at the end are usually the ones who are the best at escaping for their lives...they are the ones who can run out of the battle area inexplicably by relying on the sole oiling technique they learned from somewhere after the entire army is wiped out people.

Although everyone cursed that this group of guys must be hiding at the end and taking advantage of opportunities, no family can lack such people.

The patriarchs understand the difference between being pulled up and running away in pain... let alone a few times, as long as there are more than two times, there will be countless dead bodies on the ground that can no longer move.

After these "life-saving straws" left, the people who were replaced were not only extremely well-dressed, but also all of them were dressed in brocade clothes, and even several of them were wearing ruby ​​fiberglass elf full-body armor... that stuff is unbelievably expensive , the mithril elves hiding in the small town were almost frightened when they saw it for the first time, thinking that some elf **** had descended to earth.

Not to mention the elven city guards in Agraia... That was the first time that the entire NPC army was dispatched to watch the grand sight of the undead.

It's a pity...they are all shelf goods.

No way, no matter which game you are in, rookies always have the most radiant equipment...Of course, some rookies may last a lifetime.

Anyway, they like to work **** their appearance. I guess that kind of shining armor can make their dying appearance more attractive?

Feeling the gazes of those undead tribes on him, when Master Omar was talking to the leader of the undead tribes in front of him, he was even more articulate, and his shriveled body couldn't help but straighten up... He thought it was undead The high level of the clan attaches great importance to him.

He knows very well that even if he knows that he is not Yin Erminster, in Toril, the archmage who dares to use Omar as his alias must dare to confront Yin Erminster head-on.

The undead must be curious about him, hehe~ Maybe everyone is guessing who he is, that's why there are so many elves and nobles!

In this case... Malar's subordinate should be able to find a chance to escape, right?

As long as you learn a little bit of escaping skills from their main gods... just besieged by eighth-rank knights fighting with tens of thousands of steps, there shouldn't be any embarrassment, right?

Especially Amu, didn't he claim to have killed even the voters of Château?

Omar still doesn't want to directly conflict with the undead if possible.

Although I don't know much about these elves from another world, as those people in Waterdeep City scattered to all corners of the mainland, those who are well-informed know that when they go out, they are always playing videos simultaneously.

Although I don't know who will be watching all the time... But at least the elven gods, Shar and Selûne must be there.

Forget these few, even if you guess who he is, it doesn't matter, they have a bad relationship with Mystra, and I probably want to see her jokes.

The key is still Tyre and Lansander!

One of these two is likely to expose him directly, after all, there was a grudge before.

Another... for fun, who knows what he'll do?

Omar still hopes to keep the current situation... Even if everyone knows that he has ghosts, at least he has never been caught in his face.

'Perfect Bald' is a bit confused, why doesn't this old man do anything?

Could it be that he really wants to waste another three days and three nights of his saliva?

But it's fun to scold Umberley, what's the point of chatting with a bad old man?

He couldn't help getting angry from his heart, and changed the subject instantly: "By the way, you are not a mage in Amn, are you? Then...could it be from Harua?

That's right, several families in Amn have taken away three back-up Mystras. You are also worried that your identity as the Holy Land of mages will be taken away, right?

Don't worry about this... We sent the rest of them to the border kingdom, and they may have been picked up by you Harua by now.

If you go back quickly, maybe you can **** one back to your magic tower! "

Omar was stunned for nearly a minute before speaking slowly, "I... do have something to do with Harua, but I am not from the Holy Land of Mystra.

Besides, you forgot, right?

The more likely Manx is from Haruah ~IndoMTL.com~ That guy...wasn't Harua a fake just to kill Kelben? "Perfect Baldhead" quickly interfaced: "Tsk tsk, followers of Cyric on the left, followers of Bane and Rose on the right, who would believe that she could be Mystra!"

Even if that lady really wanted to be reincarnated, she would rather choose a man than Manx!

Come on~ Didn't Kyle die as you wished?

What else to pretend!

Right? Master Omar! "

Omar is a bit speechless... He actually doesn't want to speak for Haruah, and is even very willing that the undead will blame Kelben's death on Haruah.

But if he still wants to keep this avatar of the gods, it seems that he can't just...Damn it, what does this undead mean?

Omar slightly raised his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him... What exactly does he want to find out from himself?

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