In the City of Waiting, everyone knows that the NPC with the highest number of quests is the Necromantic Warlord Jont. You'll easily recognize him, as he's meticulously dressed and is the cleanest necromantic creature in the city. He likes to take the initiative to come to adventurers and issue all kinds of trivial tasks to adventurers. Since the establishment of the Joint Research Center, the backbone of the research has not been able to get out of the research, and the tasks that should have been released have been handed over to Jont. Despite this, Jont was able to issue tasks in an orderly manner and ensure that all resources in the city were in place, which has to be said to be extremely high in terms of internal management ability.

However, the butler, who had never been arrogant or impatient, turned pale when he received the report of a dead raven. He quickly adjusted his expression and continued to post the task, and after the release, he returned to the City Lord's Mansion with a heavy heart.

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After the "Fermat Airship" landed leisurely, Qingyi stepped out of the basket first, and then hugged Su'er down. Su'er has been inexplicably excited since just now, even if she stands on the ground, she is still elated, and immediately flies around like a bird. Qingyi smiled, let her go crazy, anyway, this is the safest place in the Ocean of Bones - this is the "City of Contradictions".

The dozen or so mid-level skeleton shooters guarding the landing site saluted Qingyi, then stepped aside and continued to monitor the sky. Their mission is to stop anyone who trespasses. After the Dusk Empire expanded its territory, there was no longer a reason for players to be stationed in the "City of Contradictions", so the "City of Contradictions" was transformed into a military restricted area, prohibiting all idlers and others from entering.

"Strengthen the defense, and send three more brigades to the city wall." As soon as he thought of the gossip sect leader, Qingyi felt that this city defense was simply full of flaws, so he ordered the soldiers to take measures. Then he walked forward and began to think.

According to reliable sources, Bald Eagle has made contact with Astantt and several large player guilds, and has received their full support, gathering a mixed army of 300,000. Fortunately, after Qingyi captured Orquila, he ordered the three cadres of Frangi, Squor and Nafu to rush to the border, and also laid in 200,000 soldiers. Don't look at this cold number, in fact, the guards in the cities of the necromantic players have been transferred.

Qingyi couldn't help but think of the group of cloudy iron riders. It was the highest-level necromantic class he had ever obtained, and he was the supreme warrior on the battlefield, but unfortunately he was consumed when he stopped the poisonous Gherhead. Orquila was destroyed, and there was no heavy cavalry left, so Qingyi couldn't find the raw materials that could be converted into the Yin Cloud Iron Cavalry. But he didn't dwell on it, because he had a way to recreate a horde of Cloudy Iron Riders—

Necromantic Army Research Notes: This handbook was originally treasured by a certain Necromantic King on the "Gospel" continent, and later passed into the hands of the dragon. The sages of the dragon clan carefully studied it, studied it thoroughly, and made quite a few annotations, which could not be deciphered by anyone who was not proficient in dragon language. Identification is required.

Schroeder Bray gave him a "Necro Army Research Notebook" as a reward for his mission to defeat Olquila. Although the handwriting is densely packed with dragon language, Brian, a necromancer under Qingyi, actually knows how to translate! It took only three days for the deciphered notes to be handed over to Nave for her to train the recruits. In the notebook, there are all kinds of necromantic creatures, and the Cloud Iron Rider is just a regular class of troops, as long as it takes two or three months of training, it can always be cultivated.

"Daddy is thinking about work again? Really, didn't you say to go out to play with Suo'er? Don't think about anything else! ~”

Qingyi came back to his senses and found that Suo'er had leaned in front of him and looked up at him. I don't know what kind of fiery eyes she has cultivated, but she found that Qingyi was absent-minded. She shook her father's arm dissatisfiedly, with a look of both forced happiness and a hint of loss.

Seeing the crystal eyes, Qingyi felt that the softest place in his heart was touched. He leaned over and hugged Suo'er, and said very hard: "It's Dad who is bad!" has been neglecting you all along, you must be very aggrieved in your heart. ”

Suo'er put her face in her father's arms, shook her head, and wiped the water marks on her father's chest.

At this time, Xue Duo also lost no time in interjecting: "That's right, host, you are busy dealing with such and such affairs all day long, and you work harder than other adventurers!" It's time to relax! ”

Come to think of it. Other players are happy to fight monsters, do tasks, PK, and come to the game to have fun after work and study; But I'm as busy as a dog, and I have to worry about "I'm neither here nor there, am I standing in the middle of the road, it's dangerous, I'm damned" or "If you die, you can't fork and fork, circle and frame", it's all about finding guilt in the game. Life must be happy, even if you are the king of the dead, you have the leisure time you deserve, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Qingyi smashed his head hard, as if he could smash himself to his senses a little sober. He squeezed his eyes at Sao'er: "Do you want to play 'Eagle Catches Chicken'?" ”

"Think, think! I'm going to be a hen coo! Suo'er's face was eager to try.

(Xue Duo: "Why do you have to add a 'coo' to the hen?") Is this your necromantic creature or our otherworldly dialect? Inexplicable ......")

(Qingyi: "That's the dialect of a cute girl, how can you understand it.") ”）

At Qingyi's order, the soldiers rushed over to act as "chickens", and he acted as "eagles". Su'er opened her arms, laughed, and ran in front of her father, and from time to time she would be scared and screamed by her father; Qingyi didn't hold a cumbersome scepter, nor did he wear a heavy crown, and he didn't wear a troublesome cloak.

"Dad, you're a liar! Don't let Uncle Xue Duo help! ”

"Wow! Wilt thou also tie my feet with silk thread and wrestle me? ”

"That doesn't count! Don't count, don't count, don't count ~”

The "City of Contradictions", which has always been cold, is just a playground full of family fun at this time. The scented laughter spreads to every corner of the city, adding a touch of pink tenderness to the city and eliminating a bit of blood.

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On the territory of Yastante, a small town that is also inconspicuous on the map.

There is only one inn in this town, which is very shabby. The decoration of the hotel is also quite perfunctory, and the owner of the inn may know that there is no business to visit. At this moment, however, the stables were tied to a dozen fine white horses, and from the horseshoe and the forage that the horses were accustomed to eating, it could be seen that the inhabitants were very large.

In the town, the innkeeper is also a well-informed character, knowing that the uncle who lives in the hotel is a ruthless character of the "Knights of the Iron Hoof", he didn't dare to slack off, and he took the money of one gold coin from someone else and offered the service of two gold coins, just hoping that the other party would not be upset and irritable and treat him as a heretic "click". Strange to say, the Knights of the Judgment did not move around at will, but stayed in their rooms all day, sending at most two or three people out to buy goods. The shopkeeper once took a look from afar, and found that they had brought back packets of herbs, but he was even more frightened and shut up.

The man in charge of buying the medicine came back today, and he glanced at the shopkeeper who was busy sweeping the floor as he went up the stairs before entering the room. The room he entered was originally a double room, but now there were five or six people standing or sitting in the room, and the deputy head of the regiment was still sitting at the table fiddling with the crucible.

"What's the latest news?" The deputy head took the herbs and mashed them.

"I ran into a messenger sent by the bald eagle, and they wanted to know if the head of the regiment had woken up." The medicine buyer found a chair, sat down at the table, and began to light a fire.

"And what do you say?"

It was the man who sat against the wall on the bed. The man was shirtless, with bandages on his body, and the bandages smelled pungent with medicine; He had a neatly cut round head, his chin was covered with untrimmed stubble, his eyelids were half-drooping, and he looked a little decadent. He is the head of the "Knights of the Iron Hoof" and the "Alternate Saint" Jonny.

"I did as you commanded, only that you haven't woken up yet." The person who bought the medicine hurriedly said.

"That's good." Jonny said this sullenly, and then fell silent. The scar on the back of his hand slowly dripped, like a red eye.

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On the territory of Astant, the General Command.

"Rats have come into Astant." Bald Eagle looked at the information gathered and said.

"How do you know?" The free first class immediately became interested, and his eyes lit up.

"The front line reports that a patrol of NPCs has been wiped out at the border. At this juncture, only necromantic creatures would do that. The bald eagle suddenly stopped, yawned, and then continued: "Forcibly entering by force, it seems that this guy is not very smart. ”

"Do you want me to find out and kill you?"

"No, you don't have to worry about that. I've found a better fit for me - the Knights of Iron Hoof from the 'Goths', who are more than happy to seek out heretics. Their leader has quasi-heroic strength, and can catch any number of rats. ”

Liberty First Class was keenly aware of the message in the words: "You mean, there is more than one person who infiltrated Astant?" ”

The white-headed eagle's eyelids drooped slightly: "Hmm." In the days leading up to Nightfall Blitz, I researched the capital of Orquila through player channels. Strange things happened at that time: General Lingwenny fell ill before the war but could not be treated with medicine; The Temporary Heresy Investigation Department was attacked by witches, werewolves, and necromantic creatures; A cult known as the 'Cult of Twilight' emerges, the king unleashes a sudden purge of the nobility, implicating a wide range of people, and the leader of the Knights of the Iron Hoof attacks the palace and challenges the poisonous Glahide...... It's no coincidence that the June sun is attacking at a time when Olquila is taking care of herself. ”

He paused for a moment, then added, "Necromantic players know that it's a man named Sam Möngke...... Something like a traitor. The question is, who approached Sam and matched him with June Sunshine? ”

"Isn't it okay to ask the Knights of the Iron Hoof about these things?" Free First Class said casually: "They are the parties involved, and they must know a lot of inside information." ”

"Only the regimental commander knows about this, but the regimental commander is still in a coma and cannot accept interrogation." Bald Eagle smiled a little strangely: "I'm an old connoisseur of deception, why would you lie to me?" Looks like we'll have to find some time to visit him. ”

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The knight Stygian led the horse to the town's only inn. The boss who was sweeping the floor heard the movement and hurriedly ran out: "This guest, I'm sorry, we are full here!" ”

"Really?" Stygian looked into the stables, and saw a white horse. He didn't give up and asked, "Is there really nothing?" ”

"Not really. If you don't mind, I can put-"

"Forget it, I'll set up a tent." Stygeons interrupted cleanly, then left, leaving the dazed shopkeeper where he was.