The King of Elden does not die alone!

There will be a Grek soldier with a crossbow on the high ground in this place, so be careful to avoid him.

Mia, who had the memory of her past life, raised her head. There was a stone arch high in the center of the patio, and a soldier stood there with his back to the sun, standing out very conspicuously.

However, it was too late for her caution. The moment she raised her head, a crossbow arrow flew over and pierced Mia's abdomen.

"Gu——" Mia felt pain.

The girl was hit by an arrow and rolled down the stone steps, but also disappeared from the shooting range of the crossbowmen on high.

Mia leaned against the stone steps, panting. A short, thick crossbow arrow pierced into her densely packed abdomen, causing her to curl up in pain...

But there was clearly a blush of excitement on her face.

However, because she curled up her body, the wound that was still pierced by the crossbow arrow was pulled, and Mia trembled with severe pain.

I almost screamed out.

"It hurts... If I don't pull it out, I can't move..."

With the rapid breathing, blood oozed out from the wound.

Mia held her breath, grabbed the arrow shaft that remained outside her body, and used force—

puff.

The girl's muscles were tense all over with an extremely violent and prolonged convulsion.

"Goo-aha!"

The blood-stained arrow fell to the side, and the sharp barbs pulled out several pieces of internal organs. Mia raised her neck like a swan, closed her eyes, and there was a strange blush from her ears to her neck. She breathed violently and let out bursts of moans from the tips of her teeth.

The severe pain caused her blood pressure to rise rapidly, which also meant that the rate of blood loss was increasing.

Treatment must be carried out as soon as possible, otherwise another life will be lost.

A red bottle appeared in Mia's hands, which were already stained red with blood. She raised the bottle with trembling hands and drank the dew from the Holy Grail.

Sweet.

It's like drinking a cup of hot milk tea. Even though the taste is different, the warmth still flows through my body.

In just a moment, a golden light appeared on the wound on the abdomen, flashed by, and then the wound disappeared.

There is only a slight lingering pain.

But there were still sticky and wet blood stains on the clothes.

After recovering, Mia quietly raised her head from the stone steps, trying to find the Greg soldiers on the high ground.

Even though I saw that guy, I couldn't throw the fireball at him.

He has no shield and no other ranged weapons.

If it's pyroxene magic, should it be able to hit it?

Thinking of this, Mia became even more determined to learn pyroxene magic after she got out.

In this case, I can only hope for my own speed.

There was another whoosh sound, and the girl quickly lowered her head, and the crossbow arrow bounced off the stone.

After a brief dodging, he stuck his head out again, his legs tensed, ready to exert force at any time.

Soon, whoosh~ the arrow hit the stone again. The soldier holding the crossbow had good eyesight, but unfortunately his archery skills were not that good.

At this moment, Mia jumped up from the stone steps. Greg's soldiers were loading arrows into their crossbows. This was the best window of opportunity.

She raised her foot and tripped awkwardly. She hadn't run in many years since she traveled through time.

After staggering two steps forward and regaining her balance, Mia immediately lowered her body and rushed towards the next cave entrance.

Greg's soldiers loaded their crossbows and pulled the trigger at Mia who was about to leave their sight.

But he failed to seize this last chance.

The crossbow arrows passed by the girl's back. Like the wandering nobles, the soldiers, who had been transformed into zombies, only had the instinct to fight left. They loaded the crossbow arrows, shot, loaded the crossbow arrows, and shot again. Their withered brains had no concept of things like advance calculations.

Mia has passed through the atrium and returned to the dark tunnel. The enemy she is about to fight has also changed. Waiting for her is no longer a weak wandering noble, but a soldier holding a spear and a huge shield.

But Mia's way of dealing with it has not changed.

The soldiers saw her and charged at her with their spears, while Mia threw fireballs.

It seemed as if a physical flame hit the huge shield held by the Grek soldier. When the soldier rushed over, his tall and burly body was completely covered by the shield, leaving only his head exposed. The shield was incredibly large, larger and thicker than any shield in the history of human beings on Earth. It was so exaggerated that it could only appear in such a strange world. It could hardly be called a shield, but a wall, a wall taller than Mia, rushing towards her with a spear with a bright spear tip.

But such a shield will undoubtedly be an indestructible barrier when facing others using cold weapons, but if it is used against magic... it will still be a bit vulnerable.

The fireball exploded as it touched the giant shield, and the surging flames enveloped the shield. Even though part of it was blocked, some of it bypassed the edge of the shield and directly burned the head of the Greg soldier who was sticking his head out to observe.

With its face burned, the zombie warrior lost the ability to observe the enemy's movements. It howled, then staggered backwards. This retreat with its eyes closed also exposed its body protected by the shield to Mia.

puff--

The short spear waited for its chance and stabbed into the face of the Greg soldier.

Feeling the resistance of the skull, Mia increased her strength. The spear paused for a moment, and the Greg soldier took another step back. The hardness of the skull was a little beyond Mia's expectations. She changed to holding the spear with both hands and took a step forward.

The sharp blade pierced the skull, making a terrifying sound, and the tall border warrior fell to his knees.

He kicked the inactive Greg soldier in the chest and pulled out the short spear with force.

The soldier also fell heavily to the ground.

Not difficult.

Mia commented on this.

Looking at the Grek soldier on the ground, Mia poked his chest with the butt of her spear and heard a metallic clang from under her tunic.

A unique and luxurious soldier in the artistic creation with fantasy background.

And a more luxurious knight.

This guy must be tied up, too.

After dealing with the soldier, walk along the tunnel. Now, the tunnel connecting the grottoes becomes winding upwards. After passing through several grottoes, the wandering nobles are no longer an obstacle to Mia. If the number of wandering nobles is small and scattered, just stab them to death with a spear to save some mana. If there are more, use prayer to assist.

When you encounter other Grek soldiers, just repeat the combo of throwing fire and stabbing.

After all, he was an environmental scientist who had completed eight rounds of the game. The two deaths at the beginning were just because he was not familiar with such a real world after traveling through time.

Once you are familiar with the rules, previous experience will come in handy.

Speaking of which, I used the two basic prayers of throwing fire and lighting fire many times, but I only experienced exhaustion once during the strategy.

This account doesn't seem to be an initial one.

The blue bar is quite long.

The next room should be the second to last one.

I still remember the boss of the School Cave. He was just a Grek soldier using a two-handed sword. He was only there to help players who had just started playing the game to grasp the skills they had just learned. He was not a difficult boss.

When she walked into the second-to-last room, she realized that the people inside the room were not the wandering nobles who were the supporting actors that she felt at first sight. There was not even a single person standing in the room.

Not hearing the howling of the zombies, Mia frowned and looked at the abnormality in front of her. It was a soldier of Greg.

This is not the boss room.

The soldier lay leaning against the rock face.

A large shield stood beside him, and the spear rolled to the side.

"Is it a corpse?"

Mia looked curiously at the Grek soldier lying on the ground.

There was no threat in sight.

Not worth paying much attention to, Mia decided to just brush past him.

The girl kicked the pebbles with her bare feet, stepped through the puddles, and walked past the soldier's "corpse".

Sensing the sound, the soldier moved.

Then, a hoarse moan echoed in the cave, causing Mia to hold back the fireball that was about to fly out of her hand.

"Oh?"

"You—" the soldier raised his head: "Where are you from?"

Chapter 6. Greg's Soldiers

After all, the game world is still a game. If you want to turn it into a world that conforms to the logic of reality, a lot of secondary creation is required. I hope everyone understands this.

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His clothes were no different from the two soldiers Mia had killed before.

Even their appearance is no different.

Dry cheeks, dehydrated lips, and a few strands of dry hair and beard showing from under the helmet. The long years have dried up the unique appearance of a person.

All that is left is the same old, pale and dry face.

However, the soldier's eyes, his pupils, were different from the gray and colorless eyes of the wandering nobles. They were still full of moist vitality, and his golden pupils would flicker as his bark-like eyelids blinked.

The first time Mia saw him raise his head, a thought came to her mind: 'He is different. He is different from those zombies who rush up and chop people without saying a word when they see strangers.'

"Where are you from? Little girl."

The soldier asked in a hoarse voice, so slowly that it seemed as if he was just a shaking stone.

Mia's throat muscles moved, she swallowed nervously, and answered, "I jumped down."

The soldier nodded and said, "That's unfortunate."

"what happened?"

"We are trapped here too."

"I'm not trapped, I'm getting out."

The soldier didn't respond, but tilted his head: "I haven't seen young people for a long time." He looked at Mia slowly, and after a few breaths, he spoke: "Are you a fader?"

Mia took a step back.

In the game, the world is not friendly to the Faded.

Seeing Mia's vigilant behavior, the soldier asked again: "Faded One who returned from outside the border, why are you here?"

"I jumped down." Mia repeated, and then asked, "Why are you here?"

"As you can see, I am just a soldier, a soldier serving the Fragment King Greg—" He paused, recalling: "You came from that direction, have you seen my companions?"

"Those...um..." Mia hesitated, not sure whether she should tell the truth directly - I beat up everyone I met on the way.

Noticing the girl's hesitation, the soldier knew that Mia had seen her companions. For some reason, he asked expectantly, "Have they returned to the tree?"

"Don't worry, please tell me their current situation, I won't harm you."

Even if you harm me, it shouldn't matter... After all, I have both the strength and the ability to revive...

Mia glanced away guiltily: "They...well, they have lost their minds and want to kill me when they see me...I was just acting in self-defense."

After saying that, he clenched his left hand and stared at the reaction of the Greg soldiers.

In fact, if she really had to kill someone who could communicate with her normally, Mia didn't know if she had the determination to do it. The zombies she had encountered before did not look like the people Mia remembered, nor did they have the communication skills she remembered.

Although the Greg soldier in front of him also has a zombie face, but... at least he is very polite and has the mental capacity of a normal person.

The soldier simply nodded when he heard Mia's words.

"Is that so?"

"What do you mean?" Mia asked.

"Hmm." The soldier paused. "The Golden People were born from the blessing of the tree. After death, both their bodies and souls should return to the tree. However, after the ring was broken, returning to the tree has become a luxury for us."

Qianxun's novel,.'zhong:'transfer!!skirt'?';2';!?5''5!5,??9'5"3!?"0.;."0 "The dead opened their eyes again, their souls imprisoned in their gradually drying bodies... No one knows if they can return to the tree, or when they can return to the tree. Most of the time, we wait, wait, and wait for the day when we can return to the tree. It is said that becoming a hero can return to the tree, so we took up arms and joined the war, but the journey back to the tree is too long. "

"Some people's bodies return to the tree, but their souls still linger in the world. Some people's souls have already returned to the tree, but their bodies are unwilling to leave the world. Some people have long been tortured by eternal life and have lost their minds. Some people, in order to die, even touch the ominous roots of death and become dead born."

"But...what's the difference between those wanderers who have lost their minds and the dead born?"

"Golden Tree... Can I also return to the tree?"