Chapter 499 Calculation

Tasman, St. Karen.

Because it is located in the west of the Karen Kingdom, when the light of dawn illuminates the territory of Efta, the territory of the Kingdom of the Dead is still in the darkness before dawn.

Depressed black spreads all around, and the lifeless moat flows slowly. In the pale light of the torches, the palace "Odyssey" looked strangely deep. The well-equipped imperial guards passed through the corridor routinely, and the sound of armor colliding made the place seem more empty and quiet.

Behind the metal gates with intricate patterns, Augustine, the monarch of the Kingdom of the Dead, was sitting peacefully in his large study room, reading more than a dozen documents all night.

The undead need "sleep" like humans [pig][pig][island] novel www.huhu.m, but the sleep of the undead is to supplement and strengthen the breath of the undead in the body - if the "dead spirit" supporting the decaying body "breath" dissipated, then the lifespan of the undead also came to an end.

Unless they are gifted, most undead's strength grows extremely slowly, and most undead have not been able to advance to a higher level after hundreds of years of accumulation. Even a man as talented as Augustine the Great took more than 400 years to get to where he is today.

Therefore, the undead in history seldom provoke wars, but like to secretly weaken and destroy the strength of "neighbors". Every undead knows that if the wear and tear of a war exceeds the tolerance range, human beings may only need a few decades to recover, but Tasman needs hundreds of years to recuperate.

"Short-lived races like endless struggles..."

Looking at the evaluation report on the internal contradictions of the Karen Kingdom in his hand, Emperor Augustine made a light comment, and put the parchment on the desk casually.

But at this moment, a sudden throb made him freeze!

Two clusters of white flames ignited in the gray pupils, and then the flames gradually weakened and extinguished as if being blown by a strong wind, and what followed... was severe pain from the soul.

"Boom!"

The documents that hadn't left their hands burst instantly under the distorted force, and the fragments scattered all over the ground. Augustine tightly closed his eyes, trying to suppress the aura that wanted to erupt - he must not show any abnormality now, otherwise, once the nobles of the parliament find out the clues, they will mercilessly destroy all the plans that follow...

"Failed? How is it possible..."

The pain of the disappearance of the soul incarnation made his whole body feel as if cut by a knife. Ordinary people might directly collapse their wills and dissipate their souls under such pain, but Augustine forcibly suppressed himself,

Even the servants and guards outside the study didn't notice anything unusual.

For a full ten minutes, Augustine stood in front of the desk like a sculpture without saying a word, only his hands trembling slightly. It wasn't until the severe pain gradually dissipated that he slowly opened his eyes.

The sharing of consciousness made him understand what happened to his "incarnation" in the Karen Kingdom, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose, but he was forcibly suppressed by him. Facing the failure of the plan, the monarch relied on his strong heart Not even a superfluous expression was shown.

fail? This is just a chess game that can be abandoned at any time.

Want to get back in the game? Find a chance... Just open another game.

The lifespan of the undead determined Augustine's strong ability to resist pressure, so no matter how angry he was, he knew how to vent it.

However, some other information brought about by this failure made Augustine a little more worried.

After cleaning up the fragments of documents with a wave of his hand, the undead monarch blinked his eyes slowly, and after the flames in his pupils disappeared, he walked to the bookshelf with countless classics, and lightly recited the spell.

"Overlapping Time and Space", "Eye of the Dead", "Death Gaze".

After opening three high-level restrictions in a row, it was as if a row of books suddenly appeared on the bookshelf. Augustine's fingertips ran across the spines of the book, and finally he pulled out a bulky, dark tome.

There is no handwriting on the cover, but the complicated patterns make people feel chaotic and crazy emotions, and faint whispers seem to ring in their ears.

As if he had never heard of it, Augustine gently turned the pages of the sterling silver forged book, and glanced at the handwriting that no one had ever seen before.

"The witcher..."

*****

"This... this turned out to be their private action?"

Beside the bonfire that was burning in the camp, Duke Sally stared wide-eyed, and said with a face full of disbelief: "The number of wolf cavalry exceeds 300, which is at least the entire armed force of a large tribe!"

Not only Sally, but in the impression of most people, the orc tribe will always have a loose structure. It is difficult for a medium and large tribe like the "Hammer of Rohar" to gather four hundred wolf cavalry. If Roddy hadn't had an impression of Godard, I am afraid everyone would think that this is a chief who is "leading an expedition" .

The living orc prisoners of war were interrogated by Rody, but these guys who knew there was no way out had no strength but no big brains. Obviously, with their IQs, they still couldn't understand what "super tribe" meant. Those scattered information made Sally The others were quite confused.

However, Rody can basically guess what happened with his previous "memory". So looking at the nobles coming around, Roddy thought for a moment and said, "Judging from their performance, drastic changes should have taken place within the Beastman Kingdom."

"Scattered tribes may have begun to integrate on a large scale. So many wolf cavalry are just a 'reconnaissance troop' that set off privately, which proves that the number of orc troops may far exceed our imagination, and the total may have exceeded 20,000."

He raised his head and said slowly: "In other words, the war...is about to begin."

"war…"

Catherine and more than a dozen surviving nobles looked at each other. Humans have not experienced war for too long. They used to think that "war" was a small fight between nobles, but after this night, the tragic reality has made them completely awake—— Just a few hundred orc wolf cavalry brought uncountable losses to the kingdom. Looking at the corpses of innocent villagers who died and were "resurrected" around them, everyone felt chills down their spines.

"Report to Commander..."

A soldier came to report the casualties, and Rody didn't shy away from it. He looked up at the nobles and the bishop of the "Rose Cross" in front of him, and asked them to report the numbers.

The final result of casualties was not optimistic. In the battle before dawn, the appearance of Augustine’s incarnation made the number of casualties much larger than expected. Three members of the "Dragonlance Knights" were killed in battle, and four barbarian heavy infantrymen died. A total of 29 people died in the noble private soldiers and Rosicrucian troops who rushed over, including three nobles. Nearly a hundred people who were seriously injured or slightly injured have stabilized after treatment, but there are obviously not many people in this team. fighting power.

There was no expression on Rody's face, but he couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Augustin is a bastard, wait for my revenge!"

"At least most of the people survived, huh, then just evacuate to the nearest fortress with peace of mind..."

A viscount next to him touched the bandage on his face and sighed softly.

But after he finished speaking, he found that everyone around him was looking at him.

"Viscount Mosso, I'm afraid you are tired and confused." Sally shook her head: "One night is enough for Senna to 'explain the situation' to the surrounding fortresses. Now we are 'traitors', which fortress do you think will support us?" 'Traitors' open the door?"

"This...he..."

Viscount Mosuo was speechless for a while, and wanted to refute, but as a nobleman, he was not slow-witted, and after a little thought, he realized that this was indeed the plight of himself and others. He looked left and right at the other nobles who were involved, and said in a low voice: "If we say that we just escaped the pursuit of the orcs—"

"Viscount Mosuo, don't have illusions!"

Catherine interrupted him roughly: "Even if you ran to Senna and knelt down to lick his boots to show your loyalty, do you think he would believe you?"

"Since he has the guts to murder and slander a duke, do you think they're really afraid of us lords?"

"In order to survive, do you have to be the meat on the chopping board? Rather than take this kind of fluke mentality... you might as well die in battle last night!"

As if she had touched a sore spot in her heart, Catherine seemed a little agitated. The two old nobles beside her hurriedly pulled her back to comfort her in a low voice. Viscount Mosso knew the pros and cons and didn't dare to argue at all. He lowered his head and said nothing.

Although the words were fierce, Catherine's words were true: Although the threat of the orcs and the undead disappeared temporarily, it was Senna and the royal family behind him who really made people's throats stick!

Even if these nobles know that they are not "treasonous", if Senna operates properly, "treason" may become a "fact" in the eyes of others.

"Then where do we go... Is the team going nowhere now?"

"It's useless to rely on guesswork. I've already sent people to investigate the surrounding situation. Everyone, rest at ease and recover your strength. We'll talk about everything when there's news."

Rody is now a complete leader. No one will doubt what he said. All the nobles nodded and then dispersed. They were tired all day and night, and they really needed a full rest.

"Erwin, divide up several teams and let people take them to the surrounding mines to collect food."

"yes!"

The rations for hundreds of people is not a small number. Under the situation of "it is difficult to return to the city", we can only collect as much as possible. After giving the order, Rody sat down and rested with his hands on his wounds. Only then did he have time to open the "task bar" and take a look.

The "Judgment of the Throne of Bones" mission finally showed "Complete", and a huge experience reward of 6.72 million, two advanced talent points and three opportunities to enhance skills automatically emerged.

However, after the task is completed, the follow-up prompts will no longer appear. Obviously, this epic task has completed a stage again, and I don't know when it will trigger the next step.

Rody looked at the prompts line by line, and after thinking for a while, he didn't use these task rewards immediately, but simply flipped through the skill bar.

"Skill Strengthening..."

Rody saw the flashing instructions under each skill icon. The light yellow text showed the enhanced effect. Generally speaking, the effect of the skill itself can be enhanced by 30% - such as increasing the "jump" distance, reducing the cooling time, Increase the damage of "Concentration Strike" and the like.

In my impression, the rewards for strengthening skills only occasionally appear in high-level rare tasks, and the opportunities are extremely rare-but with Rody's vision and experience, if you use this opportunity casually for "jumping" and "concentrating blow" Such skills are definitely a waste.

It does not need to occupy the position of the rune, and does not need to change the fighting posture. It is a complete enhancement, so it is basically the most suitable "core skill" for each profession-and at Rody's current level, he does not yet have this level of skill .

Especially after advancing to the legal profession of "Elemental Summoner", there are hundreds of skills for Rody to choose from. At this time, these three opportunities should be reserved for later...

"The orcs haven't completely come over, but this country collapsed first... I really didn't expect it."

Thinking of the difficulties he was facing now, Rody sighed with emotion in a low voice, but he didn't feel cowardly or retreat in his heart, instead he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Since you all like to calculate, then I will accompany you to a game."