The lord is red again.

Chapter 588 They all committed suicide after getting the goods

When Mag was surprised by the resources Elliot brought back, another surprise followed.

"After we negotiate with those people, will they really sell their resources to us?"

Mag looked at the resources brought to him.

It was a larger portion than what Elliot brought back, and the price was ten times cheaper.

"Haha, what a ridiculous greedy person."

Mag hadn't expected that world to be so interesting, with official forces seemingly setting up a platform to sell material resources, and the guardians smuggling things secretly like thieves.

The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.

"It's okay to let them have a taste of the sweetness. In the end, everything in that world will be ours!"

If Mag didn't take back this disunited and dilapidated material plane, he thought he would regret it for the rest of his life.

“How do I contact them?”

"This requires you to send the [Black Saint] and keep in touch with them."

the other side.

At Tianxing Magic School, the undead gathered together.

They looked at the undead man holding the [Black Saint] in his hand, who had successfully established contact with the enemy forces.

The process was not tortuous. After the undead got the things, he directly killed the opponent's soldiers and successfully escaped from the copy.

The undead man started a live broadcast so that everyone could hear his conversation with the other party.

“Yes, we all hope that this deal can be made”

"What do we need? Cursed equipment, cursed weapons, anything valuable, but the most important are weapons and equipment. It would be best if you have methods to practice secret techniques."

"Quantity? Of course the more the better!"

"Okay, let's make an appointment."

Communication ends.

Some people immediately decided to go mining to make money.

"Brothers, I have a bold idea." But someone else proposed a different idea, "Who says we have to really give them something?"

……

Mager, who was completely unaware that the other party was planning to default on his debt before the transaction even started, had already commanded his army to encircle and suppress the surrounding small forces.

Plunder their wealth.

Supplies were piled up like a mountain, a large number of cursed weapons were squeezed against each other, the evil aura was entangled, and there was a terrifying atmosphere that made people panic.

While waging war internally, Mag took the initiative to meet the Master Mage.

Once again, he struggled to move his eyes away from the wizard's white toes.

"As I said before, we cannot break through the defenses of that land in a short period of time, but the natives of that land are very greedy. They are willing to exchange more precious resources with us for the cursed relic."

"Interesting deal." The red-robed wizard swung his toes slightly. "So you plunder the surroundings?"

"Time is tight." Mag didn't think he did anything wrong.

The world is a place where the strong prey on the weak, and this is especially true in the Cursed Land.

"I am waiting for your good news."

"I will definitely bring you good news next time."

Mag walked away backwards and let out a heavy breath as he left the tower. The pressure of being in front of the most powerful person made him feel like his heart stopped. What was worse was that he couldn't suppress his desire.

People of different races have different aesthetic tastes, but every time he sees the wizard he is attracted to him. It could be the waving corners of his clothes or the white toes. There is an indescribable charm all over his body.

But this time he must come back with enough results.

There is gain and loss, but at least in this land, his status temporarily surpasses everyone else.

……

In the context of this illegal smuggling transaction actively facilitated by both parties, Lind discovered that the intruder was gone.

The copies could not be matched.

The undead found a way to circumvent him and make deals with the invaders, and Lind would not stop them by force. He kept staring at the undead through the screen and watched them formulate a plan to get something for free.

He doesn't even have to worry about the cost of a large number of cursed relics flowing into the devil's land. As far as the consumer market of tens of millions of undead is concerned, they can consume as many relics as there are and digest them without any pressure.

Lind took some time to return to the Throne of War and confirmed that the addition of a large number of mechanical believers had accelerated the pace of research. There had been no invasions during this period, which just extended the time for the manufacture of the space stabilizer.

The War Throne is more lively than ever. Although teleportation arrays have been opened in many towns, everyone is still accustomed to staying here, chatting, and arguing. It has completely become a "game hall".

"Linde! Hey! Look at me!"

Linde shifted his gaze from the sophisticated magic machinery in front of him and fixed his eyes on the figure in front of him.

[Witch] Sheila, after knowing that Lind had returned, she took the initiative to come and enthusiastically recommended her new product, a magic APP that would surely make the undead feel full of déjà vu.

"What? Do you need my help?" Lind just wanted the witch to have something to do and divert her attention away from himself.

It seems that He regards it as a career.

"Of course." He handed a crystal ball to Lind, "You can see a lot of interesting things from inside."

Fisheye lens, with exaggerated distortion at the edges.

Lind looked closer at what was in the crystal ball and saw the figure of [Witch] Sheila inside.

The goddess is indeed very beautiful and shows her charm in all aspects. It's a pity that her gender is unknown. Whether she is a man or a woman depends entirely on her own wishes.

Admiring the other's long white legs, he looked away and glanced at Sheila again. The robe covered a lot of it.

Not sure, check again.

"How is it?" He asked expectantly.

"Well, it might be good?" Lind would not say that if the undead wanted to surf the Internet, they could just use brain waves and see whatever they wanted with just their thoughts.

How many people fight monsters while watching videos?

Although Sheila's crystal ball is quite effective, it takes up too much space, cannot be connected to the Internet, and requires you to get close to see it, making it too useless.

Lind has the ability to connect to the Internet, but it costs a lot just to connect the signals of the portals. He can't waste resources for a small crystal ball.

"Then I'll give it a try. They can also shoot whatever they like."

This is what you like to watch.

There have been fewer and fewer sweet dramas recently, and Sheila's spirit is visibly declining.

After finally seeing off the [Witch] Sheila, Lind closed his eyes and prepared to surf the Internet. Most of the time he would choose to surf, and occasionally he would chat with his partners and confidantes late at night.

But he is not good at speaking, so he can only express himself through actions.

"coming?"

The invasion signal from the Cursed Land came again.

Linde also issued a reminder immediately.

The forced pop-up window allows the undead to see that the power of the gods represents absolute divine authority within the coverage area, and his ability to dominate the story in terms of pictures and texts is difficult to ignore.

Star School of Magic.

"Match successful!"

Uzumaki Mouth entered the match with friends in the temporary team.

They have just been in contact, and a group of invaders with a lot of equipment will be coming next. Don't try to attack because they will run away.

Space equipment is no longer a rare item, but the undead still chose to have each of them carry a bag of resources, which seemed to be filled with magical materials.

Five figures also appeared in front.

Ugly appearance, with teeth like steel needles.

Whirlpool heard his companions complaining, "I can't believe how much meat they get stuck in their teeth when they eat it."

The two sides met and looked at each other warily, but no one took action. As long as someone did not follow the rules, the others would immediately interrupt the transaction. The invaders had the [Black Saint] to ensure communication, and the undead had group chat.

"Is your stuff ready?"

"Everything is here." The other party took out a bag.

A green animal-hide bag with a strong cursed aura and pus-filled pustules on it, giving off a disturbing smell.

"Bring it out so we can see it."

The other party dumped the bag, and a large amount of equipment poured out.

Several people walked over. Even though they were divided into countless teams for transportation, each team of invaders still brought a mountain of supplies.

Uzumaki waited for someone to walk over.

There is no way to kill the enemy instantly. The overall strength of the invaders is stronger than that of the undead in the magic school, and the glass cannons have no room for error.

So they chose a safer approach.

"1"

"2"

"3"

Five people rushed forward, hugged Xiaoshan, frantically put the things into their own space bags, and chose to commit suicide on the spot before the enemy could react.

Pieces of ashes exploded and dispersed in the wind.

The remaining invaders looked at the devastated scene.

……

In order to ensure safety, Mag increased resource support and kept the transmission channel open to make it convenient for his men to get things and rush back.

It was impossible for him to give his enemy 100% trust.

Before my eyes were densely packed portals, covering the sky like a honeycomb.

The space has reached its limit. If we are not careful, the space is likely to collapse. The two planes are not absolutely interconnected. The rupture of the space in the material plane will make more plane forces notice its existence.

But if the plane of the Cursed Land is broken, it is very likely to lose contact with the material plane. They are poor and not afraid of being invaded, but losing the fat meat that is right at their doorstep is unacceptable.

Both sides want to maintain their own stability.

A figure flew out from the densely packed honeycomb-like portal, and the space gate closed instantly.

Mager looked at the figure that had landed and asked, "Elliot, what happened?"

He could sense the ominousness from the other person, and the atmosphere was very bad.

"We were fooled!"

"what?"

"Those undead people." Elliot tried to organize his words. "After they met us, they asked to see if what we had was suitable."

"of course."

Mag didn't think there was anything wrong with it. They were the biggest beneficiaries as they exchanged the cursed relics for precious magical resources from the material plane.

Not to mention the price mentioned in the transaction, even if it was the transaction price given by the contractor, or even if it was ten times more expensive, they would still nod in agreement. Ultimately, it is still a question of resources.

Rare magical resources are not produced in the cursed land and are so rare that you can’t buy them even if you want to.

That's why he thinks those people are stupid.

People can obtain curses from different planes in various ways, but no one can obtain precious resources from another material plane.

“Then they robbed us.”

"Rob?"

"Jump on it and kill yourself."

Eliot himself was puzzled.

"They were like crazy. They died, I'm sure of that. But our stuff was also taken away, almost all of it!"

As more and more invaders returned, the news they brought back was the same as Elliot's: the indigenous guardians did not choose to trade, but instead threw themselves on their equipment and other supplies and chose to commit suicide on the spot, and then their things were gone.

"So, we..." Mag's voice broke.

Lose all your money!
After making promises to the Red Mage and ruthlessly plundering the surrounding forces, they were cheated out of everything.

[Black Madonna] received the contact application.

"Thank you." A mean voice came, and then the communication was interrupted.

“Invasion!!”

Mag roared.

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

……

"Sent!"

"Is there any replacement equipment? This is not the suit I want."

"Cheap sale, want it+++"

The undead people excitedly shared their harvest.

Inside the Sin Dragon Castle.

"Have you expected this to happen?" The Sinful Dragon once again witnessed the shamelessness of the undead.

He thought that he had underestimated the undead, and actually took advantage of the peculiar spatial judgment when committing suicide to rob them directly.

From a long-term perspective, the loss of the undead is very huge. As long as there are some not-too-precious magical supplies, they can be exchanged for a set of cursed relics. It is a business that is sure to make money.

But why should the undead care about long-term plans?

With their speed of development, regardless of whether there is a level limit or not, their strength will inevitably undergo a drastic change in a few months, and their current equipment will be obsolete.

"I think they are still too conservative," Lind said.

Given the limitations of their strength, it's already pretty good what the undead can do.

Another group of undead people have become rich, and they have bypassed the middleman.

Make a note of this for the undead.

But it also successfully put an end to the little thoughts of the Cursed Land.

"Wait, you should take a look at this." Sin Dragon suddenly said.

Linde looked in the direction the sin dragon was pulling.

It was an elite glass cannon team, and one of its members was the undead that Lind was very familiar with, the dark wizard Dio.

Lind also had some impressions of several other people. They were all wizards who appeared in the early stage of exploration of Tianxing Magic School. Different from other undead who changed their equipment and attributes for the purpose of matching, this group of people were truly loyal and only pursued a one-shot kill.

Five people were successfully matched and met with the intruder to trade.

When the two sides met, the two undead men without martial ethics took action immediately, throwing out several alchemical props in succession and using magic to forcibly control the five invaders.

The Dark Master Dio and three other wizards raised their staffs and made bow-drawing movements.

The magic elements were quickly extracted, and the three of them worked together, causing the surrounding space elements to shrink rapidly.

Mystical magic arrow!

Three arrows successfully pierced the heads of the three invaders.

They quickly drank potions to recover, controlling the rhythm very well, and captured the surviving invaders before the other party could react.

After capturing the enemy, they chose to let only one person leave with the proceeds, and the remaining four people dragged the two prisoners and jumped into the portal.

Actively kill towards the cursed land.

It’s coming again, the counter-invasion of the undead!
(End of this chapter)