The villain also has spring

"I don't need a companion." Wu Chen walked out of the shadow of the boulder with a cold face.

Roger shrugged with a smile, "Trust me buddy, although you are very strong, the living corpses attacking the gray mist village are definitely beyond your imagination. Otherwise, the mercenaries who are too idle will not wait until they are accompanied by priests." Form a team and go." He thought Wu Chen was going to fight monsters to make money.

Wu Chen didn't answer, and left quietly.

When passing by, Roger suddenly said, "Traveler in the dark, if you want to go deep into the swamp, please don't refuse the invitation of a shadow thief who knows the inside story."

Bang!

The lightning spear pierced Roger's head in an instant and crashed into the boulder behind him.The electric spark kept rising, and Roger's smiling figure gradually disappeared.

Wu Chen nodded, approving the thief's ability. "as you wish."

Roger quietly wiped off the cold sweat from his temples and said loudly: "It is my honor to fight side by side with you."

There is no need to pretend in front of your companions.Wu Chen grabbed it with his fingers, and immediately created a misty nightmare with the dark magic inherited from the Spider Queen.

Roger whistled, "Your command of magic is amazing, man."

Wu Chen got on his horse, ignored the thieves' compliments, and drove away.

Roger touched the bridge of his nose mockingly, and chased after him with a long afterimage.

The fierce horse and the black robe tore through the dense fog, broke through the warning whispers of the ghosts and the unconscious roars of the living corpses, and rushed to their destination.Apparently, the undead in the mist sensed the terrifying power contained in the planeswalker, so they used meaningless verbal warnings to cover up their inner fear and anxiety.

Wu Chen was unmoved, covered in the dark robe, galloping all the way expressionlessly.Occasionally blocked by the nightmare, the ghost's intangible advantage lost its reliance in front of the nightmare of the same attribute.

No matter how fast Nightmare ran, Roger could keep close to one foot behind the ponytail.With this stamina alone, the strength of the thief is quite impressive.

It is actually very simple to understand this point. As a successful thief, the skill of running long distances to get rid of pursuers is a compulsory course.

Stepping into an abandoned campsite, Wu Chen took the nightmare back, "Rest here tonight."

Roger nodded with a smile, "Listen to you, buddy."

As long as there is enough energy, Nightmare can run non-stop.Obviously, Wu Chen chose to rest for Roger's sake.

The two of them must not be the only ones who need to rest in this camp that has been overrun by the undead.The suppressed raving quickly confirmed Roger's judgment, the thief hastily pulled out his dagger, and stepped back with Wu Chen's back to guard against the enemy's sneak attack.

There is a huge amount of trust in giving your back to your fellow man.When they met for the first time, Luo Jie trusted him so much, which confused Wu Chen.

Ever since he got used to the fantasy world of the Black Soul world view structure, Wu Chen has a strong perception of the ghosts hiding in the ruins.With a wave of his hand, lightning balls shot out in all directions, burning the unprepared ghosts into cinders.

The sneak attack failed, and the undead occupying the camp and the living corpses hiding under the ashes frantically rushed out, but even Wu Chen's robe sleeve was wiped out by ashes.Roger didn't even move the knife, and the fight was over.

However, when the pale soul fire rushed to Roger, the mystery was revealed.

"You are undead."

"Yes, buddy." Roger opened his eyes comfortably, grabbed the cloak and turned around, and then disappeared.This good-grade shadow cloak is said to be woven with the spider queen's demonized spider silk.Not only can it isolate light, but it can also isolate the human breath that living corpses like very much.

The sun withdrew its last tentacles, and the cold camp was quickly engulfed in darkness.

When Wu Chen opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.The sun shines through the misty air and splashes onto the damp earth.Last night, the bonfire was raging in the firepit where the living corpses were buried, and Roger was humming a tavern tune, turning over the game that he didn't know where he got from time to time.

The refreshing meat aroma whets the appetite.He didn't refuse Roger's invitation to share the delicious food. After a full meal, Wu Chen summoned the nightmare and went on the road again.

At noon, the fog was forced back by strong sunlight.The living corpses also retreated to the depths of the swamp, and there was no more disturbance along the way. Roger led Wu Chen to gallop all the way, and arrived at Huiwu Village in the afternoon.

Although in this dark age, holding a group for warmth is the best choice, there are still some people who choose to leave their homes and enjoy the free air in remote corners that no one cares about.

The residents of Gray Mist Village are the latter.

Although the swamp is difficult and dangerous, it is a shortcut to the Kingdom of Lennox.Many smugglers are willing to risk their lives to cross the swamp and sell unknown and valuable goods to the heart of the kingdom.

Therefore, as the only supply station in the swamp, Gray Mist Village is quite prosperous.In normal times, the bustling flow of people is not inferior to the stubborn stone town.

"Partner, it seems that the problem is worse than imagined." Standing in front of the dilapidated city gate, Roger inspected the wall full of trauma.

As an experienced hardcore player, Wu Chen glanced over the canine-toothed gravel walls, and the whole picture of the battle quickly appeared in his mind.

Along the radiating cracks on the stone wall, the experienced eyes immediately stopped at an attack point that tore through the defense.It's not clear what exactly caused the devastation, but it's clearly large and powerful.

Roger rushed to the watchtower, which had collapsed at one corner, and whistled, "Excuse me, lower the drawbridge."

"Who are you?" A tired and nervous voice sounded quickly.

Not bad, at least the village is still there.Roger smiled slightly, "We are from Stubborn Stone Town, what, you are not welcome?"

"Just the two of you?" The guard with only half of his helmet exposed said disappointedly, "My friend, believe me, you are playing with your life."

Roger shrugged indifferently and didn't answer.

Soon, the winch creaked, and the iron-clad hanging door covered with scars fell down. "Welcome to hell! Guys." Raised the middle finger at the guard, Roger pulled the cloak and Wu Chen walked into the village.

Thanks to the constant visitation of adventurers and smugglers, wealthy Mist villagers have turned their villages into manors.If it weren't for the cold streets, the black veils hanging all over the doors, and the strong smell of blood in the air, Wu Chen would have thought that he had walked into a certain noble's hunting estate.

"Hello, guys." A heavily armored knight riding a mountain horse galloped from the corner of the street.Before Roger could speak, the knight asked again and again: "The mayor of Kamba finally agreed to send the city guard? When will your large army arrive?"

Roger shook his head, "We are not the city guards of Stone Town, we are free mercenaries."

Seeing the disappointment on the knight's face, Roger said with a smile: "But we do have a large army. A cleric is leading almost all the free mercenaries in Stubborn Stone Town to this place. Not surprisingly, they will arrive before sunset .”

"Really? That's great! Believe me buddy, you have brought the biggest surprise to Gray Mist Village." The knight danced excitedly, "Please follow me, our patriarch will be happy to hear this message."