I have a shelter

The villages, farms, and mountain people's strongholds in the eastern part of Elda are scattered all over the place, and there are all kinds of mountain strongholds and trails everywhere. If it weren't for the fact that 'Wolverine' Dirk has been wandering around this land for almost a year, George and his friends might not be able to find the villages and towns here at all.

After strolling around some small villages, George found that everyone was actually planting in the autumn normally - the harvest must be good.

There are usually hundreds of people in those small villages. When everyone is busy in the farmland, the militia in the village will continue to walk around the farmland, which means that there are zombies wandering here every day.

After asking about the situation, George found that the current situation of these small villages is similar to that of Johannes in the Black Pearl Valley.

And generally, these village chiefs know some truths, and the militia are also similar to Martin at the beginning - this skeleton was built by the first batch of shelter soldiers who came to Elda, basically imitating the original Johannes.

The only thing missing is the Book of Dawn that can be used as a map. However, mercenaries would come to stroll and rest around here almost every week. So even if there were any "one-eyed Goron" around here, the mercenaries would flock to it.

In addition, the environment near these small villages is much better than that in the valley - it's not that there are fewer monsters, but once a large group of evil forces come, the people in the village will go into the mountains and they will not be able to find them.

After seeing the situation of these small villages, George couldn't help but sigh and envy. If there were such templars who could come to support Johannes at any time, he wouldn't have to live in fear every day.

After that, the group followed Dirk to a more dangerous area in Swan Lake. As soon as he stepped into the swamp forest, George felt different. On the way, they also met several naked werewolves!

It turned out that they were all his own people.

After wandering around the swamp jungle for a few days, George had a real understanding of the topography of Swan Lake.

This can be said to be a paradise for werewolves, blood descendants and guerrillas. These guys are elusive. Without their guidance, don't even think about finding any village.

He somewhat understood why John said that it was difficult for the villages and mountain people here to migrate. And it was very difficult for the demons to pull out these small nails here. The only feasible solution was to use low-level monsters to snowball and do a carpet cleanup.

After wandering around for a few days, they finally found the Black Wolf Village in the swamp.

It's called a village, but now it looks like a small town. Not only is there a circle of high wooden fences outside, but the area inside is also very large.

Because this place was close to the dangerous area of ​​the swamp, there were all kinds of terrifying monsters, ghosts and even banshees. So everyone who could run in the village ran away, leaving only a few families. But now not only has the village become a village, but it also looks a bit overcrowded.

The mercenaries from all over the place go wherever there are more monsters.

Now, the entire village has a total population of more than 800 people, half of whom are refugees who have settled here, and half are mercenaries-some are traveling merchants who come here specifically.

Watching the mercenaries coming and going on the street, whether they were holding a map or not, and listening to their words about tasks, novice areas, rookie areas, BOSS, etc., George lit up a cigar and fell into deep thought.

The entire Black Wolf Town has become a "player base".

As for the maps in the hands of these "players", they can indeed be said to be system maps - that is, the things that Gale and others used before. Since the Public Assistance Association entered the Dawn Merchant Group, this kind of map has been fully mass-produced in the Moon Country.

This thing is not affordable for ordinary people, but it is obvious that the players in this "poor and bad" place are very rich - you can see from the things they have, which are strange and weird. There are also various demon pendants hanging on them. Obviously, they are all made by the mercenaries themselves.

I don't know what they are used for, but after George looked at his own clothes, he understood that the people who talked to him on the road looked at him with the eyes of a "rookie" and a "noble mercenary".

In this small town, there is a newly built tavern. There are all kinds of things around the tavern, and there are several small workshops that specialize in helping mercenaries deal with spoils.

After entering this tavern, George found that this tavern has become a mercenary guild hall. People drinking, talking about tasks, and seeking to form teams are everywhere.

What makes George even more weird is that there are many undead and demons in this mercenary hall - they seem to be pets of wizards among mercenaries.

After strolling around, George saw a lot of amulets made of inferior demon horns, and many leather armors made of inferior demon and red demon leather. There are even a lot of processed blasphemer armors - they are specially sold to black wizards to make black warriors.

And in some cages, George also saw many poor inferior demons.

"Want to see it?" The mercenary's eyes lit up when he saw the big ring on George's hand. It was obviously a noble fat sheep who didn't know magic. The bodyguards he brought with him were obviously powerful. "These specially captured inferior demons are not ordinary ones. Look at the color of their skin, it's blue! This is an inferior demon that has awakened the elements - Eight Hundred Silver Foxes. I have a contract with you. You can just..."

"Don't talk nonsense." George looked at the guy speechlessly: "This is a fallen demon, all this color."

"I didn't expect you to understand it." The mercenary and his companions were surprised: "This is a new thing that has just come out these days - how about it, those cities in the south don't know about this thing, seven hundred silver foxes."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't even like twenty silver foxes"

"Deal!"

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George pulled Rona into the crowd and left.

Although the main force of the demons has not yet entered Eldar, the war in the eastern part of Eldar has been going on for several months.

Coupled with the influence of the blood moon, low-level demons have emerged from small cracks everywhere - occasionally some big guys will come out. So this battle has been going on for several months.

So George has always been paying attention to the situation in Great Swan Lake. He has studied every demon and every map carefully.

How could he not pay attention to this new demon?

Especially in the past two months, all kinds of strange monsters have been crawling out of the swamp every day. It seems that the demons and cultists are preparing to gather those cannon fodders before the winter freezes completely. In order to deal with the villages and towns in the eastern part of Elda.

The main force of the demons has little time to clean up these small nails that are hard to find. Their usual routine is low-level demons + sea of ​​corpses-which is indeed very effective.

Zombies, blasphemers, scavengers, and low-level demons are also the main components of the black tide. They are all fatal to the noble lords. Not to mention those small villages and towns. So they can absorb those small villages and towns continuously, like a snowball rolling bigger and bigger.

Wherever this snowball goes, the place will be cleared of walls and wilderness, and no one will live there. So George attaches great importance to it.

Needless to say, as long as this snowball is made into the original appearance of the Black Pearl Valley, there will be blasphemers with corpses wandering around in various areas. Then there will be no autumn harvest and autumn planting.

People coming and going in the mercenary hall were all paying attention to tasks and transactions. But George was paying attention to these people. He found that in addition to the mercenaries from other places, local hunters were now also working part-time as demon hunters. As for the farmers who came to the tavern to drink a glass of beer, it seemed that the harvest this year was also quite good.

This autumn harvest and autumn planting did not seem to be delayed at all.

But it seemed that this time, the snowball of the demons did not seem to roll.

Anyway, the demon hunters and mercenaries made a fortune.

Especially when the wizards of the Moon Country used their clever brains to find a way to decompose magic elemental materials from demons and elemental creatures, the enchantment and alchemy industries were innovated, and more and more people poured into the demon areas in various places.