Chapter 510: The Great Adventure of Night Territory (Part 3)

After dealing with government affairs for a while, the locations of the grape fields and new wheat fields were decided.

Field stretched out: "Let me see what Ofili is doing again. I need to remind her not to kill the adventurer's noblewoman."

Black Crow opened his eyes and saw Ofili lying on his side on the lounge chair, curled up with his legs forming a beautiful curve.

"Hehe, you bastard fish, I'll suffocate you, hehe...zzz"

Ofili closed his eyes and let his mind wander. He was in a dormant state unique to corruption, and would have silly moments of joy from time to time.

Two corrupted demons were standing there stupidly, one was responsible for fanning the fan, and the other was holding an umbrella to protect themselves from the sun.

"Ahem." Field cleared his throat twice.

"Hey, Lord Cockroach, you're here."

Ofili immediately jumped up alertly. After seeing the black crow, he patted his chest and said, "Scared me."

"Little Fat Dragon, you sent carrion corpses to scare people, and you made outrageous remarks. What's your plan?" Field was confused.

"Let them unite, elect the strongest, and then destroy their resistance. Kill one or two more from time to time, and they will be in a state of despair for a long time, so that they can get a bunch of human subordinates. That's what I did at the beginning ”

"That's not a bad idea."

Field nodded, very much in the style of a corrupt creature.

"It's a bit wasteful, but you can figure it out. This method is considered appropriate."

It is extremely important to cultivate the abilities of your subordinates.

The key point is that it is difficult for me to deal with adventurers. If I tell them to go away directly, I will not gain any benefit at all. Instead, I may have information snooped by the other party.

"By the way, there is a noble lady among the adventurers who looks very strong. I want to use her as a role model."

Ofili said it bluntly: "Catch her and throw her to the wild breeding carrion. Let the adventurers see the consequences of resistance."

"I was just going to tell you this, please don't touch the nobles." Field shook his head, "It's all trouble, just drive her out."

"Hey, disgusting Field, you agreed to let me take full responsibility, you autocratic monster."

Ofili raised his chin, his snow-white shoulders were bony and noble, and he said in the tone of a head teacher: "Field, as a lord, you cannot change your order overnight."

"My negligence, this person cannot be touched." Field said with shame.

Who knows that there will be a second generation nobleman who dares to venture to the north with seven or eight cannon fodder maids.

What's even worse is that she is the daughter of an earl. If something happens, the Earl of Graycastle will definitely come to investigate, which will cause even more trouble.

If any nobles come to the Night Territory, they will die. If I come in and out seven times, I will be fine. The identity of the devil must be confirmed.

"No, teacher, I can't let you go astray."

Ofili seemed to have grabbed Field's little tail, proudly flashed a charming smile, crossed his arms over his chest, straightened his long legs, and sat down again. With her legs crossed, she feels like a royal lady.

In this posture, Field immediately thought of the beautiful and strict teacher he once had, and he suddenly started to sweat all over his body.

"Hmph." Ofili chuckled twice, glanced at Field, and said with a keen eye, "It's not impossible if you want me to change the order, teacher. I have always worked for you, and I want you to work for me once."

"Work?" Field was confused, "What do you need?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing weird. You just want to give me a massage. I've been too tired lately."

Ophelia smirked crazily, with a faint blush on her face, like a pervert.

Ophelia often feels itchy when she hears Asheena show off. Recently, she is always distracted and gets caught up in strange thoughts.

"My gut tells me it's not a good thing." Field took a breath.

"Let's get back to business." Ophelia said bluntly, "If you have a plan, tell it as soon as possible. I have already asked my men to attract a lot of corpses to attack."

"Didn't you say we would attack in three days? It was only one night before we attacked."

Field almost bit his tongue.

"Haha, I am a corrupt creature. It doesn't matter even if I talk nonsense." Ophelia scratched her head in embarrassment, "And those idiots have already started to get together. Thinking about their shameless words before, I get angry."

"Don't worry, they are just wild ordinary carrion corpses. They can handle them. If it doesn't work, my men will take action."

"That's fine. I'll keep your idea and make some slight modifications." Field said a little apologetically, "I'll try my best not to change it overnight."

"I just teased you, you are my lord, how can I not listen to you." Ofili suppressed a smile and blinked, taking the paper map from the hands of the corrupted demon on the side, "The battlefield is changing rapidly. There’s nothing wrong with adapting to circumstances, you don’t have to worry about it.”

"Okay, now that you have launched the attack, let's do this..."

On the other side, six adventure groups all gathered in Oats Village.

Several entrances and exits to the village were blocked by debris, and more than 20 tents of various sizes were set up in the village.

"Did you all receive the notice about the rotting corpse last night?" A strong man crossed his arms, and his bulging muscles were like rocks.

Edgar shrugged: "Yeah, it's surprising that low-level monsters can actually talk."

"There is still an adventure group, haven't you received the notice? You haven't come here yet." The noble lady Mi Lei was very dissatisfied and looked at the mage aside, "How dare you disobey my order."

"Miss, I have persuaded them. They think the rotting corpse is very weak and there is no need to worry at all."

Milei sneered: "That's right, they can only say a few words, but it doesn't change the fact that they are rubbish. The only thing to worry about is the demons behind them."

"Our holy light magic is not for show." The adventurer of the priest profession on the side was very confident.

The crowd chattered endlessly.

"Do you feel the earth shaking?" Edgar's face suddenly condensed.

"Everyone, there are corpses outside the village, so many corpses!"

Everyone hurried out of the house, only to see endless corpses coming out of the gray fog. As if refreshed out of thin air, the corpses have covered the entire field of vision, and they are still appearing in the gray fog.

Even because of the crowd, the corpses will kill each other, trample their companions into meat paste, or grab the corpses of the opposite sex and perform the animation of defeat. Dirty blood splattered everywhere, like hell on earth.

"Good, so many!"

The faces of the people who looked down on the corpses before immediately showed a solemn expression.

"Didn't the talking corpse say it would come in three days?" Someone asked a soulful question.

"You believe the corpse's words? Are you crazy?"

Milei, a noble lady, watched a female corpse being grabbed by a bunch of corpses, performing a fierce defeat animation, and then being torn apart and eaten. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she felt dry mouth unconsciously.

Before, the scattered corpses did not make people feel pressure at all.

But now, it's completely different.

"Just kidding." Milei's thin legs trembled unconsciously.

"Everyone, quickly organize defense and block the entrances and exits of the village!"