I Live Forever in Memory

When he spoke, his hanging fingers hooked lightly.

The soldiers behind understood it, and quickly took off the crossbow hanging on their bodies, but before pulling the trigger, they all groaned and fell to the ground.

Including the team leader, until his death, he didn't know what happened.

Li Lin sighed softly and raised his hand, the soldiers' corpses flew into the air, wrapped in a cloud of black mist.

After a while, the black mist dissipated, and there was nothing left.

"thump!"

A few timid villagers fell to their knees directly on the ground.

They had seen killing, but not this kind of killing.Live to see people, dead to see corpses.Now that a person is dead, the body just disappears out of thin air.

"you……"

The old village chief's heart trembled violently, and he felt like he was sweating profusely.

Thinking of trying to drive this young man away just now, he was terrified.

If this kind of killing method annoys him, will the whole village be wiped out?

"Are you a master magician? Please don't blame us, we..."

"It's okay."

Li Lin said, looking out of the village, "The horses they ride are eating the food you planted. Kill them and make something to eat. I'm hungry."

"Uh……"

The villagers were stunned for a while, as if they didn't expect him to say such an inexplicable sentence.

That's a soldier of the Bajas Empire!Is it really okay to kill so easily with this attitude?

Li Lin looked at them: "Can't you?"

A man immediately shouted: "Fire!"

Chapter 004: Another player?

The Great Tomb of Nazarick.

Momonga, the guild leader, or "Ainz Ooal Gown" he renamed himself, was sitting at the long table, looking at a mirror with a diameter of about one meter in front of him.

This is the "far-end perspective mirror", which is a prop used to display the designated location in the game.It is specially used to find PK props for hunting players, but it is easy to be counterattacked by the defensive wall, so it is not a particularly good prop.

But right now in this different world, it can be used for real-time observation and vigilance, which can be considered quite useful.

"I can't find anything."

Momonga waved his hand casually, and inadvertently enlarged his field of vision a lot. The discovery of this function made him let out an "oh".

The person next to him immediately praised him just right: "As expected of Momonga-sama, Sebas really admires you."

"..."

Momonga glanced at the person standing next to him speechlessly.

It was an old gentleman in a formal suit named "Sebastian".He has gray hair and a serious face. He is an NPC created by a member of the guild named "Taki Mi". He is responsible for guarding the throne room and managing the daily affairs of the ninth and tenth floors.

These NPCs have also become very "down-to-earth" after following the flying squirrel to "travel" to another world.It seems that everything is as it should be, which still makes the flying squirrel very uncomfortable and unaccustomed to it for a short time.

That's why he wanted to find other players as soon as possible, or preferably other members of his guild.

"what."

He suddenly made a questioning sound, and the bony palm manipulating the perspective mirror stopped.

It showed the appearance of a village, Momonga zoomed in, and immediately saw dozens of hundreds of people gathered in a pile, with a pile of matches burning in the middle.

"What is this doing?"

Momonga muttered, and Sebas next to him immediately replied, "It looks like it's grilling meat. The source of the meat is... the horses over there."

"Roasted horse??"

Momonga was a little surprised. Although he is a modern person, he is not completely ignorant of this ancient life.

He thinks that barbecue meat is usually pork, mutton, beef, etc., but there is still relatively little horse meat, right?

After all, in ancient times, without convenient means of transportation, horses were very precious.Generally, they are well fed, and only eat horse meat when they are starving to death when they have nothing else to eat.

"These horses don't look like they are from the village, do they?" Momonga noticed the problem.

Some of those horses were still wearing armor, which meant that they were not ordinary horses, but war horses!How could a small village have war horses?

but……

Momonga searched again, and checked the entire village, but found no trace of soldiers at all.

"There are only horses, no soldiers, so strange."

"Master Momonga, please pay attention to this person."

Sebastian said suddenly at this moment, his eyes fixed on one of the villagers.

Momonga looked over and immediately spotted the man.