Chapter 600 What Did You Eat to Grow so Big?

Why the old nobles could not be answered without being affected by the cursing and obtaining extraordinary power.

"Maybe the red furnacebao can answer your question."

Socker urgently needed the support of strength, and now he just wants to rush back to save the old knight Rad.

"I need a team." Linde said, at the same time, there was a golden [! 】 Sign.

A 30 -person unbelievable team is enough to meet Sock's needs.

So Ke, who had seen his father's rectification of his army, was shocked. This group of soldiers was very chaotic and disciplined, but it was very fast at action.

And during action, they were still shouting "30 = 5", "30 wait 1", etc., and then those who seemed to have no communication quickly stood together to form a 30 -person team.

From Linde's opening to assembly, only a few breaths took a few breaths.

It is perfect to a troops with scalp!

"Follow Socke." Linde told, "Help our friends."

"Yes!" The selected unbelievable team nodded in surprise.

In the new journey, everyone chose to obey Linde's orders, and rushed out without rashness.

Because one thing was determined in the many events that had happened. Only with Linde had the main task, there was the most generous reward, and only poor returns to the end of the chaotic stroll.

Socker ran back with the team. He was just a wizard of death. He was weak and his running speed was very slow.

"Master Socker, do I carry you?"

"No need!"

Sok was a little panicked, and the strength of these people was all above them.

"You don't need to call me an adult," he emphasized.

In this era, the noble identity is not as good as a powerful fist. Sok's identity only has false titles, and his fist is also very weak.

"Save people is tight, we can run faster, come quickly, I carry you back."

"Oh well."

"Damn, let him be the first!" The undead people looked at the companion who became a temporary mount, and her teeth were itchy.

Why didn't you expect it?

Paying NPC on his body is an absolutely advanced advantage.

Hurrying back in the direction of Sok, the traces on the road make Socker more and more sinking, and the bad feeling overflows from the heart.

They stopped on a crushed ground, and the trees around were cut off by the collision of strength.

The stacked messy trees form a semi -circular towering wall.

"It's Rad's swordsmanship!"

Socker jumped from the back of the undead, glanced at the surrounding environment, trying to find his familiar figure.

He does not need to order that the undead people have consciously scattered the signs of life that may exist around.

"There is a corpse here that is pressed under the tree, it seems to be a leopard."

When he heard the sound, Sok rushed over immediately.

The half body of the mantis knife cheetah was pressed under the tree, and the forelimb was cut off by sharp blades.

This discovery made Soke happy, and Rader might still be alive.

When his eyes jumped into the distance, a cricket was walking towards this side. Despite the different walking posture, Sok still recognized who the other party was at a glance.

"Rad! You are still alive!" Socker's voice was surprised. He was never as pleasing to the old knight as much as he felt.

Everyone is alive.

There is no better news than this.

The other party did not answer, but walked towards this side.

"Master Sockee, that person may not be your friend." The unbelievable man had pulled out his weapon.

Compared to the unclear outline, they care more about the bright red name above each other's head.

The coming person is a non -enemy friend.

There is no need to remind people who do not need to die. Sock also felt the ominous atmosphere of the people. The violent power of the cursing disaster was unique to the other party to come in front of him and raise his head.

He took a step back in horror.

The other party did wear the old knight's armor and holding a familiar sword, but his eyes were squeezed by dense eyes, like fish eggs, but mixed with strong sticky mucus hanging on it. Half a face.

Grunting, he seemed to hear a bad sound. He tried hard to squeeze out, spreading the skin of the old knight, occupying his forehead, head, back of the head, and his ears, mouths, nostrils and other positions.

The undead man around him bombed, a fireball hit the head of the old knight Rad, and poked all the eyeballs on his head, but more eyeballs came out at the next moment, increasing his coverage area.

Even though the attack did not stop, the opponent had not counterattacked.

"etc!"

Soke prevented others from continuing to attack.

"Rad, is it you?"

The last time he asked this sentence, he had a strong expectation in his mouth, and hoped that the other party was Rad.

And this time, he strongly hopes that the other party is not.

The Eye Cavaliers did not answer, but just came to Socker and stared at him with his eyes.

Full of sadness.

Socker pulled out the sword of the undead beside him, and his clumsy sword scratched the sword through the heart of the eyeball knight.

The eyeball knight fell to the ground. Without the supply of life, the eyeballs quickly dry, and eventually became as dry as grape skin.

Sok also fell to the ground.

The gloomy atmosphere shrouded Sockee and the undead people. Watching and seeing life and death is always more shocking than any other media. They cannot go back with the corpse, and the curse may spread.

Burn on the spot, and then return with the failed mission.

"I hope to be loyal to you."

Soke found Lind again.

"Have you been loyal once before, or were you not sincere before?"

"No, this time I am willing to dedicate everything to you, including my soul."

"I want your soul to be useless."

Lind is in great need of old nobles who can maintain their sanity, or even simply lack old nobles. As long as he is given enough blood nobles, he can create a large number of ring knights in a short time.

But he is not too lacking, because he has too many ways to supplement high-end combat power, such as letting his soldiers absorb the skin of the gods and replace them as gods.

Such an inhumane method will attract countless people.

"But I am very interested in Gon."

In Soke's excited eyes, Lind drew out the long blade at his waist and put it on the other's shoulder.

"I accept your loyalty, Lord of Redforge, Baron Soke Redforge."

The death of the old knight Rad made Soke change greatly. He was extremely eager to return to Redforge, even if he surrendered to the power from the outside world.

Sok was not stupid. He could tell from their magic fighting style that these people were definitely not natives of the Eastern Continent. They might be outsiders like those cursed disasters.

So what!

"Then what is our next action plan." Linde seemed to be thinking, and then said in a very leisurely tone, "Reclaim Redforge, destroy Gang, and unify the Eastern Continent by the way."

Sok opened his mouth.

Shouldn't this be the last step of the plan?

According to Sok's expectation, they should start attacking the surrounding camps steadily, gradually occupy the land, develop the scale, and eventually grow to the same level as Gang, surround but not attack, or harass and friction in a small area, and eat away step by step.

The outsiders who are loyal to themselves are really arrogant.

"My lord, you may not know how difficult those people are. Gang has 7 rings of power, a group of undead knights, and even three undead dragons."

Linde turned to look at Xila. There was no undead dragon in the information mentioned by the other party.

If the three-headed undead dragon is 6 rings, it's okay, but if it is 7 rings, he will be very passive.

"The legendary dragon cemetery." Xila said, "He must have awakened the undead dragon there, and its strength will definitely not exceed 7 rings."

Linde nodded, and he was inclined to believe Xila's statement.

If the three-headed undead dragon really has the strength of 7 rings, plus Gang himself has 4 7 rings, and with Gang's style of doing things, he can snatch Redforge Castle away, which shows that the other party is definitely not a person who likes to keep a low profile.

Linde dared to launch a plane war without 4 7 rings, and even ran rampant in the magic land. If he was given 4 powerful combat powers, he himself could not imagine how arrogant he would be. He would probably kill directly to the cursed land and take off the head of Mr. Jawbone and kick it like a ball.

So the opponent's undead dragon will not be too strong, and it is likely to be around 5 or 6 rings. Considering some of the dragon's blessings, it may be stronger than ordinary ones.

The only problem is Gang with 7 rings.

Linde has three choices.

1. Help the beast master to recover all his strength, if the other party is willing to follow his promise and be loyal to him.

The possibility is not very high. If Linde himself did not have other intentions, he would never bow down to a person who is weaker than himself and help the other party.

2. Let the black phosphorus king help. As a dragon with the absolute top combat power among the 7 rings, he can win if he comes, and he can run away if he can't win.

3. Grow to the 7th ring himself.

With strong power to suppress, he can also help the beast master to recover all his strength.

"The dragon cemetery sounds like a good place."

"It's just a cemetery."

Xila explained.

"There are many dragon stone tablets there. When the dragon appears and intersects with humans, someone will record the dragon's information. There is no dragon corpse there, but it is a good place to use undead magic."

"Summon?" Linde asked.

It is too difficult to find a dragon corpse and then transform it into an undead dragon. It is not weaker than killing a dragon, bearing all the revenge, and finally making it into an undead dragon.

The best way is to summon an undead dragon directly.

"That's right." Xila nodded.

Hearing this, Linde wanted to summon a few undead dragons to stay by his side and help him work.

Sok stayed aside and did not move very well.

"Boom"

The ground suddenly began to shake.

Earthquake?

"It's the rock monitor lizard." Sok took the initiative to say, "It must be the rock monitor lizard that woke up."

"That huge lizard ancestor?"

"Yes."

Linde rushed to the sky, hovering above the sea of ​​clouds and turned his head to search. The "earthquake" tore the land and mountains, and the terrain was easily changed.

And Linde also saw the behemoth, a fully enlarged monitor lizard, its front paws on a hill, but its tail drooped on another hill.

The tail swayed gently, and the mountain collapsed.

The splashing stones sprinkled into the sky like a waterfall, and then turned into a meteorite rain and hit the ground.

"What did it eat to grow so big?"

Linde was amazed.

The size of the King of Black Phosphorus was almost the same. Even if he tried to become a giant, he couldn't be as big as the other party. However, he didn't feel much magic power from the other party.

Even if there was no magic power, just to support the movement of such a huge body, the other party's physical strength and power would be terrifying and unimaginable.

No wonder there are so many beast restricted areas in the Eastern Continent. When such a big guy goes berserk, even the most powerful warriors will have a headache. If they are not careful, their territory will be destroyed and all the people will be devastated.

The opponent also noticed Lind, and lazily opened his eyes and stared at his figure floating in the air. He turned his body and smashed his tail towards him.

Lind dodged sideways, and his small size had a small advantage.

The wind blade generated by swinging his huge tail split the sea of ​​clouds in the sky in two.

The whistling sound of the wind still remained in his ears. Lind quickly rose to a higher altitude, and his body size was also growing rapidly.

Mountains, giant lizards, everything shrank in his eyes.

"Boom!——"

A small mountain chased Lind and rushed into the sky. Lind could even see a human-like cunning smile on the face of the giant lizard. The opponent's combat thinking in the battle was extremely excellent. He knew that he had to change his combat strategy when he was pulled away.

In just a moment, the small mountain enlarged in Lind's sight, as if it appeared out of thin air and occupied everything in front of him.

Draw the sword and chop, and the power of fire is released.

Sok and the undead standing on the ground looked up at the hill flying into the sky, and saw the hill being split sharply, exploded, and then turned into a flaming meteor falling.

However, the meteor did not fall irregularly, but aimed at the giant lizard on the ground very accurately, hitting it accurately like an automatic tracking missile.

The rain of meteorites stopped, and the undead looked at the battle that could easily change the terrain level. No matter how many times they watched it, the huge explosion special effects and the collision between giants and giant beasts would make their blood boil.

The giant figure in the sky burned and turned into the last flaming meteorite, like a short red ray, instantly piercing the head of the giant lizard and smashing its raised head to the ground.

The open mouth of the giant lizard also closed with a "bang".

Energy flickered, and the flames were pulled away from the body, like stretched wings of flame.

Quick punches hit continuously.

Lind rode on the monitor's head and attacked with a series of quick punches, taking advantage of the opponent's dizziness from the meteorite to attack more. The monitor twisted its body and tried to throw it off, but Lind actually jumped down with a hammer and an axe in his hands.

Attacked with both hands, left and right.

The hammer hit the monitor's chin, knocking its head up, and at the same time the axe chopped from top to bottom, smashing the raised head to the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently.

The location of the rock monitor's head was the center, showing a huge spider web-like crack gap, radiating to the surroundings, spreading and even breaking two hills.

The battle was over.

Lind seemed to have just fought a meaningless battle.

He looked at Sok, and his meaning was very clear.

And Sok's eyes were burning, he knew that his loyalty was correct.