Something's wrong with my undead

Watching the warrior brother gradually become more proficient in summoning war spirits, several skeletons were sore.

Mr. Sa: "This is a horn, a wing, a halo, and a fighting spirit. Who can tell that he is a warrior? Is this some meat pigeon game? Is this reasonable?"

Catching Sheep: "Let's talk about it. Roguelike is a branch of RPG games. It seems reasonable to appear here...?"

Teacher Xia: "I don't care if it makes sense or not, I just want to know where to find such a handsome substitute?"

Mr. Sa: "Don't you have Dai Lin?"

Teacher Xia: "Get out of here!"

...

Soon, Heine got the first-hand parameters of the "War Spirit".

First of all, this fighting spirit is bound to the warrior brother himself and is composed of soul essence.

But it is not the soul quality provided by Arthur, but the environment in the McCalla Mountains.

So it is not difficult to imagine that if you want to use it outside, you must activate the soul lantern.

There is still a long way to go before Heine understands the rune set of the soul lantern, so Yuanling printing cannot be performed.

If you want the warrior brother to go out into the field, you must cut out the core component of the lantern and make a belt.

Then, the appearance of the war spirit is similar to that of the ancestor spirit, but its strength is overall weaker than the latter.

This may be because the ancestors' spirits are supported by the power of blood.

So in the same way, when the warrior brother activates his blood aura, burns his blood, and bathes in the bloody flames...

The fighting spirit is so awesome now!

After testing, the fighting spirit in this state is as strong as its contributor Carrick.

That is level five intensity.

It can also leave the warrior brother's body more than ten meters to carry out mid-range strikes.

Finally comes the highlight.

It can also perform soul defense.

Moreover, the injury to the fighting spirit does not affect the warrior himself.

Because it is in the McCalla Mountains and has a steady supply of raw materials, its recovery speed is extremely fast.

After arriving outside, it is estimated that the cooperation of the soul lantern will also be needed.

Theoretically, as long as there are enough charging stones and the speed of the activated spirit embers can keep up, the fighting spirit cannot be defeated by the soul impact.

War spirits have low intelligence and only retain basic combat skills and biological instincts.

Heine and Dylan both believed that this was caused by Carrick's inability to bear "contamination".

The spirit of his ancestors was violently separated, and the soul was refined into an essence by the toilet scraper. The remaining flesh and blood entered his body with a fighting spirit.

As he entered the dreamland, sinking into this contaminated consciousness and unable to extricate himself, most of his intelligence disappeared.

So Arthur is his savior.

As for whether such a low-intelligence fighting spirit can continue to grow and learn Arthur's fighting skills.

Follow-up observations are needed.

In short, although the fighting spirit is inferior to the ancestor's spirit in all aspects, it is comfortable and safe to use.

And as the warrior brother said:

Rushing to master something without understanding it will only cause trouble.

The battle still requires one step at a time.

After the test, Heine called Arthur and Teacher Xia together and assigned them a mysterious task.

……

……

Zanluo Plateau, Split Toe Clan.

For most members of the clan, this night is known as the "Night of Fright."

They simply took a nap and woke up to see——

Good guy, the clan leader is gone, and so is the soul priest.

The losses don't stop there.

The battle between Ursa and Lloyd took place in the usually busiest area of ​​the territory, almost destroying most of the market.

And something shocking happened in the military camp - out of two patrol teams, only two people survived.

The people guarding the armory were all dead, but nothing was lost?

——In fact, the three of them went in for a walk and found that the Split Toe clan was much poorer than they thought.

Thinking about it, the divisions here are chaotic and there is no magic network coverage. Naturally, there are no people from the Lion King using void bags to trade.

How could such a relatively primitive place have good things?

Regarding this, Zhu Sheep couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Teacher Xia didn't remind us to come to the armory to have a look. It's not necessary to be brave."

The other two agreed wholeheartedly.

...

Almost everyone connected the incident at the military camp with the invasion a day ago.

Obviously, this is the other party's revenge.

A pure act of revenge.

Chaos and panic spread like a plague.

Because all the powerful men above the fifth level in the clan died, and all the living strength of the fourth level were given away, the remaining people who were not even qualified to participate in the spirit summoning ceremony became the meat and potatoes.

Dozens of Ursa's sons and supporters also took action.

The oldest among them is only seventeen years old, and there are two of them.

The youngest is still using diapers and has a basket full of them.

They have all inherited the excellent blood of Ursa. Now it is time to lift the seal from the top of their heads and stand up and become real men!

The mountain above your head has been removed, it’s time to sweep away the weakness and be yourself!

As a result, these guys quarreled endlessly in the king's tent in the name of "discussing the future."

"If you ask me, Master Bahuk should be made the clan leader now. He is seventeen years old, which is just the right age!"

"Fart, I choose Captain Luhrmann, he is the leader of the army!"

"A loser who can't even participate in the spirit summoning ceremony is like a wild dog. What qualifications does he have to be on stage?"

"Shut up, everyone, if you want me to tell you, if you want to be the leader of the clan, you must first find the weapon of the leader of Ursa!"

The speaker was an old man with gray hair.

He was the father of the late Soul Priest and one of his attendants.

Because of the "patriricide complex" of Zanluo people, after his son's achievements surpass his own, he has to be busy serving tea and water for him.

The priest did not take Lloyd with him when he went to trouble him, and now he is the only fourth-level waiter left in the clan.

His words immediately silenced the scene.

Just kidding, where can I find Ursa's weapons?

They didn't even understand how the clan leader died. Lloyd's expulsion spell at the last moment made everyone around him go away.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise above the head, and then a bloody figure crashed through the tent and fell from the sky!

Everyone was stunned.

Not only because of this powerful, terrifying momentum that is not inferior to Ursa.

Also because of the bloody claw gloves he wore on his hands.

What are you talking about...

Isn't this the clan leader's weapon?

Everyone present was as silent as a cicada and looked at each other in astonishment.

Suddenly, the curtain of the tent was opened, and a Zanluo man came squeaking in pushing a cart.

Someone with sharp eyes recognized this guy and immediately exclaimed:

"F-Farkas? Are you still alive?"

As soon as this statement came out, there were whispers around him.

"Farkas? Who is that..."

"A flying dragon rider who participated in the spirit summoning ceremony..."

"Then he didn't just a day ago..."

Listening to these discussions, Farkas smiled awkwardly.

Not only did he not die, he was taken prisoner and brought the enemy with him himself.

Because of his outstanding bilingual skills, he also became Arthur's translator.

Of course, it's obviously not feasible for Arthur to do this kind of task alone.

There is also a sneaking Teacher Xia following him.

Although he couldn't understand the orc language, he had a translator.

As an elf with a long lifespan, Dailin is proficient in three languages.

As a result, such a team with streamlined personnel but everything was formed.

Farkas parked the car aside, took a deep breath, and recalled the lines Heine had taught him.

"Let me introduce to you, this is our new patriarch, his name is Arthur."

These words were like pouring a ladle of water into boiling oil, causing the pot to explode instantly.

Among them, the most confident question is:

"He's a human, right? How could-"

A bloody shadow emerged from behind Arthur, scanning everyone with indifferent eyes.

Okay, problem solved.

But it's not completely resolved.

Judging from the thoughtful eyes of these people, they are all thinking about some bold ideas.

Because Zanluo people are not afraid of death.

Although this does not mean that they will completely ignore all threats, they will be more likely to take risks when threatened.

At this time, sufficient benefits are needed as support.

Seeing that the situation was the same as what the leader told him, Farkas sighed in his heart.

Being counted to death by the other party.

He continued:

"Please don't misunderstand me. First of all, I swear on the name of my father that this Mr. Arthur is not the murderer of the patriarch.

“As for what happened, where he came from, and why he got the clan leader’s weapon, I will explain it later.

"Before that, I would like to briefly introduce the... sincerity of his force's alliance with us."

Farkas opened the boxes on the cart and knocked them over one by one.

Wow wow wow

The neatly stacked gold bars rolled to the floor.

The thoughtful eyes disappeared immediately.

This touch of gold makes each of their eyes clear and greedy.