Wizarding Immortal Chapter 449: Player

"This..."

Standing in front of everyone, facing the Adil question, the old man was sweating and stuttering for a long time, and he didn’t know what to say.

Obviously, I thought about the response in advance, but at this time I faced Adil personally, feeling the cold eyes of Adil. He seemed to be stared at by a fierce beast.

The momentum of Adil is too strong. This is not only a question of identity, but also the reason of Adil's huge spiritual power.

With his powerful spiritual power, even if it is very restrictive in this world, it is easy to deter an ordinary person, and he simply cannot tolerate a half resistance.

"Come back."

After watching the old man quietly for a while, Adil was finally relieved, and then his eyes shifted to the long line in front of him.

The line in front of the gate is very long.

In addition to the unified mobilization of guards and officials in the city, a lot of people came out to watch, including local residents and some foreign merchants, as well as some local families.

After all, it’s the new lord who takes office. Someone will always come to see it. Even if you can’t get in touch with the new lord, it’s good to at least recognize the new lord.

Looking at these people, Adil suddenly froze.

Because in his induction, there seemed to be a few breaths lurking here, out of step with the surrounding world, exuding a strange breath.

Those are tall people, dressed in animal skin coats, who look out of place.

The reason why they are out of tune is their spirit.

The mental state of people who live comfortably in a modern big city is different from those who lived in ancient times and have been farming their entire lives.

And in front of them, these people feel like Adil.

In the mental response of Adil, the spiritual fluctuations of these people are full of agility and activity, which is in sharp contrast with the numbness and death of other people around.

The most obvious is when Adil looks at them.

Awe appeared in other people’s hearts, and the emotions that most appeared in these people’s hearts were excitement and excitement.

"Interesting, strangers from another world..."

Withdrawing his eyes from those people, the expression on Adil's face did not change, but he sighed.

This world is not a single world, but a combination of several worlds.

Adil still remembers the scene when he first entered this world. Several worlds merged with each other, and each other’s world barriers began to melt, gradually forming one.

These people in front of them bear a strong imprint of a different world, but they also have the thin breath of the world. Obviously they are the people who have been devoured by the world.

Thinking of this, Adil has a move in his heart, but it has not changed on the surface. He still maintains the cold and majestic appearance before, riding a horse alone, and leading the guard behind him into the city in front.

And as Adil entered the city, the people who had originally gathered outside the gate gradually dispersed, leaving only a few sparse people.

"Is that the city owner here? Sure enough the tyrants."

Looking at the back of Adil going away, a burly young man with a dark complexion, looking tall and arrogant, shined his eyes: "Did you see his outfit? Don’t say anything else, it’s the white horse. How many people can have in the game stage?"

"Don’t just look at those things." A young and elegant Sven youth stepped forward, although wearing a fur coat, but it looked like a noble scholar: "I found someone to buy the news, this The Marquis of Sisso, said to be the prince of the Karad Empire, although not liked by the king, but also the prince, a few good horses are nothing."

"Look at the army behind the opponent, just the one hundred knights, I am afraid that they can easily crush thousands of people." He flushed, looking at the knights entering the city with Adil, a little excited and a little fanatic: "This is an opportunity."

"What?" The rest of the people were stunned, but the burly young man's eyes lit up: "Slim, you want..."

"Yes." The Sven youth named Slim nodded: "This Prince Sisso is a great opportunity."

"I once studied the background of this game, and finally found that if you want to get ahead in a world where the class flow is extremely slow and harsh, there are just a few ways."

"Either do business to become a famous big businessman; or become a robber in rebellion, and finally be surrendered by the kingdom to become a noble; or directly hook up with a big noble and become the opponent's hand..."

Slim shines in front of his eyes: "Under normal circumstances, we can do these methods at the same time, but now we have a good choice."

Speaking of this, his tone paused, and then he pointed to the city gate in the distance: "There is a prince here, although the situation is neglected, but this is also a prince."

"At this stage, players from all over the world, let alone princes~IndoMTL.com~ There are very few who can get online with the lower aristocracy. Once we get on this prince, our founding association will Can lay a great advantage in the early stage!"

"It's a pity, how to get on line with this prince?" The burly young man thought deeply and looked at the slime in front of him and asked.

"It's not difficult." Slim smiled. "Lörrach President, you saw the situation just now."

"The situation in Sisi Belvedere is so bad that even the original 500 guards have become two hundred farmers. No one understands the issues, and we don’t have to continue discussing."

"This is the Sisi Belvedere, surrounded by robbers and natives, and it is very dangerous everywhere. In this case, as long as the prince Sisso has a little sense of crisis, he will strengthen his military strength. That is to recruit soldiers."

"At that time, our opportunity to found the association will come." He spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Really." Listening to this, Lörrach smiled.

In other respects, they may not have an advantage compared to the natives in this game, but in this respect, these players have a huge advantage.

As players who grew up in modern society, compared with the natives of this world, most of them are burly and strong men. Speaking of physical strength, they are by no means comparable to the malnourished natives of this world.

And as players, they are not afraid of death. After all, even if they die, they can spend the game gold coins to resurrect. As long as the harvest is enough, they can fight the fear of death. It is not comparable to the indigenous people of this world.

"Go back and do a census to see how many people in our association were born in Elka."

Looking at the gradual sparse flow of people in front of me, Lörrach said: "When we determine the prince's next move, we will issue a notice to let all our members gather here."