The lord is red again.

Chapter 560 A Large Number of Talents
It was as if there was an invisible gust of wind under my feet, and the movement speed of Liuwei Dihuang Pills was greatly improved. After I lifted my foot and took another step, I was in another place.

The wind from both sides blew in my ears, making a whistling sound.

He fired arrows rapidly, launching harassment attacks.

The sudden mysterious buff affected the entire battle situation. The Liuwei Dihuang Wan team, which had been at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, now had the opportunity to counterattack.

A message came from the team's private chat.

“They’re going to get together.”

"I just killed two."

"Two of us died here, too."

There is simply not enough time to rush back to the border from the birth point, so the only possible outcome this time is that one side is completely wiped out and then continuously advanced by the winning side.

"You guys hold the line in the front, I'll take down the enemy. Remember to report the location!" Liuwei Dihuang Wan quickly formulated a battle strategy.

The sound of explosions continued to be heard from the front, and soon it progressed to close-range combat with physical collisions. The rumbling sound of hitting the ground made the battlefield chaotic.

Liuwei Dihuang Wan took two deep breaths. The team kept reporting news of one for two, or two for two. The more people died, the more obvious the disadvantage became.

"At 12 o'clock, the lone nanny!"

The news finally came.

Liuwei Dihuang Wan moved quickly towards the target, and he ran in a "stealth" style with his body lowered, and his speed was not much different from that of a normal person running at full speed.

A wizard holding a magic wand was running to the left of Liuwei Dihuang Pills. She was wearing several heavy equipments. It should be the main combat force who threw all the burdens on her body in order to keep light.

"good chance!"

He acted quickly, killing the nurse and leaving the opponent with no endurance, and his side's advantage would be even greater.

The capture was very successful, starting with a 1-ring fireball. High temperature continued to overflow from the exploding fireball. Because Liuwei Dihuang Wan remained lying on the ground, the land was invaded by the high temperature and became charred. He quickly raised his right hand and swung it forward.

As the fireball flew straight towards the nurse, he quickly took out a magic scroll. The long battle had almost exhausted his mana bar, but unfortunately the resistance of the potion was still there, and drinking a bottle in a short period of time would not help.

The spots of light danced around like fireflies, and as if summoned, they quickly rushed towards Liuwei Dihuang Wan's body, absorbing him and becoming glittering, like stars in the dark night.

It's getting dark, and this battle must be ended as soon as possible.

While successfully recovering some magic power, he did not slow down his pace. The nanny in front of him was hit by a fireball in the last second.

"Ah!" The other party screamed and fell to the ground. The excessive weight on her body made her lose her balance.

Liuwei Dihuang Wan, who had caught up with him, quickly drew his sword, but was met with the other party's pitiful expression.

"Ya Butterfly!"

After kicking the opponent to the ground, he reached out to grab the things on the opponent's body without any hesitation. If he wanted equipment, he would take it off the opponent before he died.

Except for Yameide, the other party's nanny just kept struggling. Her flustered look showed that she had always been well protected and had never experienced any major battles.

"Isn't it said that the relationship between men and women over there is not very good? Why are there still men licking women?"

After snatching the things, Liuwei Dihuang Wan stabbed the other party's head with a sword in front of his horrified gaze.

"Why didn't you translate Yamedie's words? Is it because I can understand them?"

The game’s translation function is really smart.

Draw the sword and reap the harvest. Liuwei Dihuang Wan hides again, looking for new opportunities to assassinate.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis came from behind. Liuwei Dihuang Wan turned around and saw a wall of fire waves coming towards him, but the raging flames were too obvious to make a successful sneak attack with such a powerful magic. He easily retreated and hid behind a huge rock.

When the fire wave rushed over, Liuwei Dihuang Wan, which served as a shield for itself, endured the scorching aftermath of the heat wave and rushed forward.

Every wizard who has released a large-scale spell must drink potion to replenish his magic power. This is a huge battle of consumption of physical strength and magic power.

"Caught!"

He allowed himself a triumphant smile, and as his sword pierced through the opponent's body, forcing his health bar to empty, he sped up and took away the opponent's equipment.

boom!
A ball of fire exploded beside me.

Liuwei Dihuang Wan acted decisively and pierced his own throat with a sword.

Rather than being seriously injured by the explosion, he would commit suicide and return to the bunker with his captured spoils.

"Get rich!"

"Everyone come back and adjust the rhythm. They have been stripped naked and will definitely be harassed all the time."

Next comes the time to divide the spoils.

The other undead still on the battlefield also committed suicide to leave the battle. Their side suffered no losses, but only paid some magic scrolls and potions, while the enemy lost a large number of equipment and even precious materials.

“Fat!”

"How to divide?"

"Everyone choose what they want first. If no one wants it, just share it. If someone needs it, you can discuss it with each other or use the dice."

Several people nodded in agreement with this decision, and they believed that development must be accelerated.

They are feeling anxious and are in conflict with the undead forces next to them. They will definitely not have peace in the future.

“Keep recruiting, keep hiring.”

Liuwei Dihuang Pills quickly determined the next direction of development.

Then they ate, chatted, watched videos, and checked the current progress of the main storyline.

I felt much more relaxed after I found that the progress was slow.

"But to be honest, the battlefield buff dropped by the Sin Dragon Castle is pretty cool."

"I was thrown a +100% damage buff." Another undead said, "Then my squishy skin was killed in one move."

"It's just a matter of luck, which does increase the playability."

“It should be considered as system intervention.”

"Wait a moment, and then we can go over there later." Liuwei Dihuang Wan said, "Maybe they have found a group of helpers from somewhere. We must steal his house as soon as possible and destroy the [Core]!"

……

The Sin Dragon Castle will appear on the battlefield at the beginning of the war, dropping various uncertain buff or debuff balls that cannot be refused and it all depends on luck.

This behavior did not cause strong resistance from the undead, just as Lind had expected. Some people complained about it, while others felt it was very good.

Of course, those who complain are the ones who are cursed, while those who praise are the ones who profit.

"Is this what you thought?" The Sin Dragon Castle was still flying in the air.

"You can't give the undead a choice, you just have to accept it."

Linde was very satisfied with Sin Dragon as a partner. Although he might be a bit talkative sometimes and had a strong obsession with kissing, he was very obedient.

No one likes to add a negative effect to themselves, even the undead who like to do extreme operations. The premise of their extreme operations is that the benefits are greater than the sacrifices.

The Sin Dragon cannot provide those benefits, and neither can Lind, so the undead cannot be allowed to choose.

"Your main job from now on is to hover in the sky and appear on the battlefield. Don't do anything else."

"I think this is good enough." The Sin Dragon took the opportunity to cast out many curses, and his body was in a very relaxed state.

My mood has improved a lot, and anyone can hear it.

"Make the weaker party stronger, weaken the stronger party, or fight back from a desperate situation, and occasionally make them win without suspense," Lind said. "There are many things you can do."

He never doubted the dragon's bad taste. After a long time, these long-lived and powerful creatures had instinctively developed a brain that could automatically find fun. Sometimes Lind even suspected that the proportion of that brain was larger than that of the dragon's cerebellum.

The same territory war is going on rapidly. While a large amount of resources are being consumed, a large amount of resources are also being excavated. Working for others and working for yourself are completely two different things.

People built houses more actively, roads were made smoother, mines were dug more carefully, and even portals began to appear in large numbers.

A roar came from the Sin Dragon Castle.

"Go back to the devil's land." Linde said.

The sinful dragon, which was hovering above the battlefield, watching the little ants fighting below and occasionally throwing some energy balls, immediately tore open the space.

Just before leaving completely, the sinful dragon shook the castle like a shrimp laying eggs, throwing out a shower of colorful balls.

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The war below immediately became intense.

Demonic Land, near the War Throne.

Feeling the breath of the Black Phosphorus King, the Sin Dragon became much more obedient.

Linde walked to the castle gate.

The undead people probably never thought that Lind entered the castle through the main gate instead of teleporting.

Opening the heavy door, in front of you is the huge head of the sin dragon sticking out from the castle's tortoise shell.

He said, "The rest is up to you. By the way, remember to open the castle to the public during the times I agreed with you, and allow the undead to enter the castle."

"I know very well that even if they come in and do nothing, we have to let them in."

Opening it within a limited time will help cultivate the undead's sense of time, and the irregular appearance of gods will also increase expectations.

The most important thing is to establish the important image of the Sin Dragon Castle in the hearts of the undead. Once it becomes irreplaceable, it represents authority.

"Also," Lind said at last, "there are traces of stars on the Enstad continent, keep an eye on it."

The sinful dragon flying in the sky every day is like bait floating before your eyes.

It is just that it is impossible to determine the strength of the hidden star. It is not known whether the other party will rush out happily after seeing the sin dragon, or hide in fear.

Lind jumped off the dragon head, and the Sin Dragon Castle quickly left this space.

In the cloud.

Lind looked down at the War Throne below. The city-state called "War Throne" had expanded several times since he first established it. The houses stretching up the mountain and the densely packed crowds of people all proved that this was the center of the undead in the Demonic Land.

"It's a pity that there aren't enough 'fun' things in the Demon Land, and a large number of undead people would rather stay in the Novice Village Continent."

His figure descended quickly and landed after flashing several times.

Judging from its scale alone, this place can definitely be considered a "utopia". Of course, the conditions for forming a utopia are also relatively harsh. For example, anyone who dares to cause trouble will be immediately surrounded, killed and expelled.

This peace can only be achieved under strong suppression.

After nodding to the undead who greeted him on the side of the road and selectively ignoring his nonsense, Lind came to the hall.

Seeing the people in the hall made him raise his eyebrows.

Issi, the genius girl among the astrologers, and Nur of the Mechanicus.

How did the two of them get mixed up?

"Do you two have something to talk to me about?" Lind looked at Nur, whose body was gradually becoming mechanized.

He struggled to find a small part of the other person's body tissue. Most of it had been completely replaced with high-efficiency magic machinery. Fast-spinning gears of different frequencies replaced the blood vessels in the body, so that energy no longer relied on blood, but was transmitted through the rotation of gears.

Although the face still looks like Nur, it has completely turned into magical material. Lind guessed that it might be related to the fact that Nur was the first to transform his brain.

Nur's talent for physical training meant that he could not go further, so it seemed like fate that he would embark on the path of mechanical ascension of the "School of the Plover" in the Mechanicus.

Without stronger strength, it would be impossible to undertake larger research. Should he stay here with a semi-mechanical body and be replaced, or should he fight hard for a chance, even if he fails and what awaits him is an abyss.

Noor did not think much about it and was very reckless.

"It was Miss Yisi," Noor said. "She predicted a near future for me, but that future is full of uncertainty."

"What future?" Lind looked at Yisi.

The red-haired girl raised her chin slightly, with a slightly proud expression on her face.

"I saw the followers of the Mechanicus. They are huge in number, but they are trapped in one place, in a ruin in the City of Misty Rain."

Lind has always been suffering from a lack of talent. He even wanted to take out the blessed weapon for Noor to study, but all he could do was only slightly better than the "Book Thief" Domei.

Thanks to his magical body that never gets tired and his powerful memory, the difference between the two is only in knowledge, but it is hard to say in terms of creativity.

Duomei also tried to restore and manufacture it based on the imperfect teleportation array, but it was his knowledge that limited him.

The old wizard holding the sword may also want mechanical ascension, but fortunately there is still a lot of knowledge waiting for him to learn, so there is no need to do so for the time being.

If there could be a large number of talented people from the Mechanicus to supplement Lind, what awaits him will be the rapid updating of weapons and equipment, that is, the rapid improvement of the strength of the undead, which will be a huge step towards him achieving his goal.

"What's uncertain?" Lind asked.

"I have seen many different futures." Issi became more serious when he spoke about the prophecy. "They seem to be beginning to pledge allegiance to Grand Duke Hein."

"What about the other one?" Lind had to admit that he didn't like that future.

He and his opponent will eventually fight.

They have never met, but they have always kept an eye on each other's opponents.

Compared to Grand Duke Hein, he was undoubtedly an insignificant newcomer in the other's eyes, an offender who challenged authority.

“All dead.”

"That sounds terrible. No part about swearing allegiance to me?" Lind asked.

“That’s the third future.”

"It seems that I should work hard to make the future come true." Linde will never let go of a large number of talents.

Unexpectedly, Yisi suddenly smiled, and suddenly became silly from being a mischievous boy.

"What did you think of?"

"Will you work hard to make the future come true?" Issi blinked and looked at Lind.

Linder raised his hand and placed it on her head.

"Ouch!" Yisi's face was covered by the hood. His head could not withstand the huge pressure from the big hand and he lowered his head suddenly.

She pouted unhappily, wondering why everyone liked to pat themselves on the head.

Linde's voice came: "Don't think too much! I just have the choice to realize the future, and I will never accept my fate."

I recognize a future that is good for me, but a future that is not good for me... is all fake!
(End of this chapter)