Xiao Zuo: "He ran so fast that he couldn't catch up!" ”

Xiaoyou: "Don't talk, run faster!" ”

Papaev was scarred and moved quickly, being hit by the boss's Storm Hammer and then by Ash's Divine Fist.

A piece of his chin has been dropped, the wound is slowly recovering, and the part that was knocked off by the Divine Fist has been regrown.

After all, the world didn't give him the setting to create something out of nothing, and Papayev ran all the way to find out if there was a creature that could be used to replenish his body.

It's a pity that he attacked the camp along the way and ate everything he could, and he didn't know that Leorik who was right behind him had scared away the little creatures hiding underground.

There was not even a single bird in the entire forest, except for the loud noise of his frantic escape. The weak kobolds and forest trolls were also scared away by his huge footsteps, but the Sartyr clan was still in place, and the high-level Sartre priests were on the periphery, ready to inflict heavy damage on the unknown creatures of the invading race.

Papaev looked at the heavily defended Sartre garrison, saliva streaming down his missing jaw, a rancid liquid that corroded the land assimilated by Leoric. On the black, charred earth, a puddle of corrosive green liquid was added.

Papaev was no longer attached to the large group of Sartres, he could not guarantee that he would be able to replenish the meat without damage, and the huge, guarded Sartre on the periphery made him feel a little threatened, and those were not miscellaneous soldiers.

Retracting his greedy gaze, Papayev skirted Sartre's garrison and ran towards the hole in the river, he had to hurry back to the other side, where he could slowly recover from his wounds, and what was lost could be replenished by begging the queen to reward him with some skeleton servants. Although it didn't work as well as fresh meat, there was nothing he could do, and if the woman who flew his chin was still there, it would be difficult for him to sneak into that meaty place again, not to mention that there were four humans there who he felt were on par with that woman.

Pulling up his fat legs, Papaev was ready to go, and the elders of the Sutter clan looked at Papaev who was leaving, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He had to go back and open the stone wall that had been passed down for thousands of years, and Papaev, the guy who suddenly appeared and posed a great threat to him, broke the peace that Sartre had been stationed there for nearly a thousand years.

If the weak clansmen were killed by those half-hung adventurers, it would be nothing to the entire huge clan, and the black dragon would not eat many clansmen every day. However, the sudden appearance of the fat man and the evil skeleton indicates that this matter is not so simple, he has to accept the revelation of the stone wall, and the whole race needs him to find a way out.

Xiao Zuo: "What should I do, that guy ran away again." ”

Xiao You: "Idiot, chase it!" You stupid idiot! ”

Xiao Zuo: "No, ogres are not stupid. ”

Xiaoyou: "No. You're an idiot, idiot! ”

Xiao Zuo: "No, why do you say no, that's my mantra!" ”

Xiao You: "Get out of the way!" Find a way to catch up, he's going to run away! ”

Xiao Zuo: "Do you want a flame blast?" Ogres are good at this. ”

Xiaoyou: "Don't even think about it, that's right!" ”

Xiao Zuo: "That's right! I've got it! Bloodthirsty ······"

Xiao You: "Bloodthirsty!! ”

Xiao Zuo: "This is what I thought of first, Bloodthirsty Technique!! ”

The ogre cast a spell with both hands, his blue skin gradually dyed red, a violent breath came from his body, his eyes became red, like a little rabbit with two heads, he shook his legs, like a rabbit, leap of faith, and quickly chased after Papaev.

Elder Sartre saw a red and blue figure chasing in the direction Papaev had left, looking at the sky, feeling that what strange things were going on these days, what kind of new breed of rabbit was this, and it would even go to death. He couldn't help but think of a story told by his great-great-great-grandfather that if he found a big tree, he would lie down and sleep under it, and when he woke up, he would pick up a rabbit. He used to think that this was a joke that his great-great-grandfather had deceived him, because his great-great-great-grandfather had starved to death under a tree because he had waited for a rabbit without eating or drinking, but today he finally picked up a rabbit that was not afraid of death, and chased it into the mouth of others. If he could go back in time, he would have to tell his great-great-great-grandfather that he was right, and he would sincerely apologize for his ridicule of his great-great-great-grandfather.

—————— super unorthodox dividing line——————————

Fred Arnold's eyes were glazed over, and he watched the excited Brawney show off to the little imp named Ivan, showing off that she had finally waited for someone to invite her into the team, and she could finally use her iron fists to prove that even if she Brawney skimmed off the brilliant aura ability, she was still a warrior with unparalleled combat power, and she had to accumulate enough experience to move up to level 2, and choose a powerful ability, preferably a strength bonus type ability. If she doesn't get a power class, such as Adam's fuzziness, it's also good, at least she can avoid a lot of damage, so that she has more opportunities to fight hand-to-hand without thinking about defense when fighting.

Brauney has coveted Adam's blur more than once, knowing that this is specially built for warriors in close combat, and has a chance to avoid all kinds of damage, even if it is a magical attack like a fireball, there is a chance to ignore the attack.

Fred Arnold wiped away a handful of sad tears and mustered up the courage to ask, "Brauney?!" ”

"In !! Does the captain have any orders? Are we going on a mission now? "Brauney, heroic, Fred Arnold covered his face and couldn't bear to hit such a sunny woman.

He had to be ruthless, you know, there was already a melee maniac nurse in a team, and he thought he would meet a normal teammate, but he didn't expect to be a melee maniac.

If it is a warrior monk such a melee is set as a nurse is a little embarrassed Fred Arnold's warrior monk teammate, after all, he doesn't like the pleasure of punching to the flesh, who will learn martial arts, as an ascetic?

But the woman in front of her is extremely talented, not only has the ability to protect herself in close combat, but her talent is also set to become a wet nurse. It's still a low-level glorious aura, so that Fred Arnold's magic recovery state can go from multiple shots a day to twice a day, not to mention the strange place of the battlefield, after upgrading, it can increase the level of the ability that has been obtained, and when Brauny's brilliant aura level is high enough, who knows if his multiple shots will be increased from twice a day to seven times a day, or even seven times a night?!

Fred Arnold, he, unwilling, he wants to try again.

"Brauney, my team lacks you."

Brauney nodded, indicating that she was very happy that her thousand-mile horse finally had a good match.

"Generally, my team consists of five people."

Brauney pulled Ivan and sat on the blanket, looking like she would be a good baby, please.

Fred Arnold clutched his chest, not knowing how to say the next words, he couldn't just confess to let Brawney be a wet nurse at ease, and he didn't need her to fight, right?!

He learned from Ivan that Braunie kicked her out because her former teammates disliked her and didn't feel at ease to recover for everyone, so she always rushed to the front line, and Brauney could only work as a waitress in the tavern to deliver wine. If he was asked to fight such a girl who was rejected even if he was pregnant, as a gentleman, he really didn't know how to say it.

"The five will be made up of the front row, the central defenders, and the back, you see my bow, because my magic is only enough for me to use this bow once a day, but with you in it, then I can use this bow more times. I can have this bow to unleash powerful attacks, so I need your ability, more accurately, is the brilliant aura, the higher the level, the better. Seeing that Brauney didn't have any objections, Fred Arnold thought for a while, organized the language, and continued: "At present, my team has four people plus you, and I am because long-range attacks consume a lot of mana, so I and another warrior monk are in the front row of the team, and there is a magician named Ta Rasha as a backup support, I..."

Fred Arnold became serious, and Brauney and Ivan listened more solemnly.

The adventurers who were waiting to move forward around looked at the heavy aura of the three people, and unconsciously moved away from the three of them, and after a while, a large open space was vacant around the three of them. The people who came later wanted to move forward through the clearing, but they were also pulled by others, signaling them not to approach the three people who exuded a serious aura.

"I want you to be the centre-back of the team and provide continued recovery for the other three!"

Fred Arnold bowed, anxiously waiting for Brauney's answer.

Bang······

Ivan had a big bulging bag on his head, and Fred Arnold looked up slightly. Brauney was steaming hot in his right hand, the child was crouching on the ground with his head covered and crying, and Fred Arnold dared to swear by his tower Lascha that he would be wrinkled tomorrow, he had never seen such a "kind" smile.

"As a centre-back, can I fight hand-to-hand?"

Two punching bag-sized fists were right in front of Fred Arnold's eyes, and he trembled and said, "Should... It should work. ”

Brauney blew her steaming fist with satisfaction, and with her other hand touched Ivan, who was carrying a bag on his head, very pleasantly.

Fred Arnold looked at Ivan sympathetically, thinking that he must give this child a big gift, hearing him say that he likes to eat kobold meat, Fred Arnold will definitely bring Ivan endless meat, and the witcher will not owe favors. Sean, you say? That's a commission, not a favor!

Ivan was touched by Brauney again, and it hurt even more, tears swirled, and he had to be patient, men can't shed tears easily. But it really hurts! Is the adult world so scary? Sean, where are you? Ivan can finally feel Sean's love for him, at least Sean won't beat him like this, and repeatedly touch the wound after the beating.

Fred Arnold saw Brauny's unspeakable appearance, after all, he was the one he invited, even if he liked melee combat, he might be able to fit into the team perfectly after a while. Still with that kind and intimate smile, he said: "What's the matter, we are already a team, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't be restrained." ”

Brauny: "I want a weapon, can the captain lend me money to buy it?" ”

"What weapon? No problem, if it's not very expensive, I can give it to you as a welcome gift for joining the team. But when I leave the battlefield, I'll come to Hinterland to pick you up, because my team is fighting on another continent. "Fred Arnold is very glad that what a good teammate to forbid Brauney from contact with Ta Lascha, that lazy woman is the cancer of the team!

Receiving an affirmative reply, Brauney happily said, "Two sledgehammers!" ”

"Is the staff bad?" Fred Arnold was really worried, the woman with a sledgehammer and a weak body, the picture was too beautiful, just like a play he had seen before he came to the battlefield, the man who danced and sang Chicken You Are Too Beautiful, his goosebumps rose.

"Of course not!" Brauney squeezed her hands, giving people a cute feeling of wanting to be appeased, and said: "You know, Sean told me that a mage named Gandalf, although he is a mage, but he has made a name for himself with two razed battle axes, and when he arrives on the battlefield, the enemy will know that it is Gandalf with dual wielding. Although my first ability is a glorious aura of a mage, I can choose a sledgehammer, and when my name spreads, I will be called Brauney with a dual-wielding sledgehammer! Do you think it's good, Captain? ”

"Good!"

@_@~ Fred Arnold had tears in his eyes, and for the first time in his life, he regretted not doing anything, that is, he would not save Sean when he saw death. If a god could give him a chance, he would save Sean and hang him upside down in front of the tavern where he worked, where he remembered a crooked-neck tree.

Good nurse, Sean of Rolling Temad, melee mages are all evil, heheheha······

"That..."

Fred Arnold saw a cowering middle-aged man, holding a Gwent deck of cards to him, wondering why he was afraid.

"What's wrong?"

Fred Arnold involuntarily figured out his Squirrel Party deck, and he could feel the fighting spirit of the other party.

"Last time I lost to you in my Skaliger deck, this time I'm not going to fall in the same place, this is my latest northern field."

"Witchers are never afraid of challenges, so let's die, my sharpest squirrel party."

"Duel ······"

Brauney watched happily, her captain was really great!

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The crowd around the World Tree is noisy.

Everyone wants to reach the crystal first, exchange the equipment and money obtained from the battlefield into physical goods, and take them to the Hinterland continent.

The stronger squads banded together to take possession of all the crystals, and their team members giggled in front of them.

The latter had to stare wide-eyed, hoping for justice from heaven. The Invoker has a stronger person to administer justice, after all, the World Tree and Crystals do not belong to anyone, but to everyone on the battlefield.

But they forgot that they fled the fighting, that they forgot those who died and were seriously wounded on the front lines.

Giving up the fight, the essence of human beings is like this, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

From ancient times to divination and avoid disasters, to the present. More and more people are just doing it for their own gains and losses.

"Dude, what's going on up ahead?"

The bearded man was following the adventurers around him to shout against the team that had seized the crystal, and he almost held a sign and asked the administrator to march in the procession.

was interrupted, the bearded man looked at the boy who didn't know what to do with annoyance, you must know that he was speaking out for justice, how could he be interrupted when someone said to interrupt. After taking the silver coin handed over by the kid, the bearded man was very satisfied, so that he could temporarily stop the righteous cause, serve the needy, and continue the righteous cause later, which is also good!

Squinting his eyes, he signaled that kid had something to say quickly, he would continue to be righteous later, and he didn't have much time for you.

"Dude, why are you all out there and not going to the crystal?"

"Crystals?" The bearded man snorted disdainfully, "Do you see the surroundings?" You think everyone is so idle, if you can't beat the team in front, who wants to wait outside. ”

"Then why don't you go back and support the front line, if the front line is breached, the battlefield may no longer be usable."

"What's your name?" The bearded man sat on the ground, cross-legged at the boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

"My name is Jackson, didn't I just come here, I don't know the situation to find out the news!"

Jackson touched his head, smiled embarrassedly, and sat on the ground with the beard.

"Listen up, Jackson." The bearded man played with the silver coin he had just arrived, and motioned to Jackson that he had told Jackson because of this round and cute face, "You think, that monster is so powerful, don't you see so many strong people who are either seriously injured or killed?!" Life is your own, why do you have to work hard for others, don't you seem stupid? ”

"Yes, yes, you're right, teachable!" Jackson continued to ask: "Then there are so many of us around, and the team in front of us, in my opinion, is less than fifty people, why is it still blocked?" ”

The bearded man shook his head with a fool's eyes, wondering how such a stupid person could survive.

slapped Jackson on the back of the head, and continued with an accent from the southwest of the Hinterland Continent: "You melon baby saw that you were very clever when you gave money, why aren't you smart now?" Now if you don't impact them, now, the monster giant is attacking, we will naturally rush over, isn't it in vain to rush now?! ”

The bearded man gave Jackson a white look, telling him to get out of here, and stop bothering him with the cry for justice.

Seeing that the bearded man was ignoring him, Jackson left, and he went to find Brawney and Ivan, who had gathered all the information he needed to gather. He couldn't take Ivan out of the battlefield for a short time, he had to send Ivan to a safe place, and then he had to go to the camp gate to meet the boss.

The crowd around the World Tree became more crowded, and Jackson managed to squeeze it out, only to find that the periphery was even noisier. More and more people pointed to the sky and screamed in fright.

Following the direction of his finger, Jackson looked up and opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

The tavernkeeper, the man who paid him, the man, the man known as the Grim Reaper, was being clutched in the talons of an eagle that had always been huge, his face pale and foaming at the mouth continuously.

It's too late! The boss was abducted by the eagles, and the wages owed ran away, poor Jackson's lonely wage earners!

······

The noisy crowd was gradually frightened by the giant eagle in the sky, and quieted down, staring at the giant eagle's destination.

Until the giant eagle landed under the World Tree, the whole square fell silent.

Taking advantage of the surprise of the people, Jackson walked through the crowd to Brawney and Ivan, and nodded and greeted Fred Arnold, who was "fighting".

Fred Arnold smiled back, and once again focused on the "battlefield", waiting for an opportunity to play the next crucial card.

The middle-aged man, sweating on his head, praying for a miracle, the current situation is evenly matched, he stares at Fred Arnold, the next card to be played.

Angry Fall...

The middle-aged man covered his face in disappointment and fell to his knees, he lost again, his northern lord lost.

The middle-aged man's teammates leaned forward and comforted the defeated man, they knew that this man was still single because he used all the money he earned on the Gwent card, and the blow of losing was self-evident to him.

Fred Arnold kissed the card that gave him the victory in satisfaction, and it was a fifty-six winning streak, and he was about to break the Witcher's 73-game winning streak for Gwent.

"Next time, I'll definitely win."

A middle-aged man, his eyes are red, but he will not let his opponent see his tears, a man can hide from crying, he can cry in the toilet, even if he can cry in his father's arms when he is young, but he must not let his opponent see his tears.

"I'm waiting for your challenge." Pulling the hood, Fred Arnold respects this opponent from the bottom of his heart, and feels sorry for this opponent. Because when it comes to GWENT, he's never met an opponent.

Fred Arnold is hoping to meet a close opponent while also hoping to break his 73-game winning streak among the witchers.

"Quiet!"

Under the World Tree and in the square, the people looked up at the back of the giant eagle, and there were five people standing there, solemn.

The person held by the giant eagle has always attracted people's attention, and some people have already recognized the five people on the back of the giant eagle as the strongest five, which makes them even more curious about who is the messenger giant eagle grasping, and can be related to the strongest five, and then they have to get acquainted with each other.

Ivan looked at the pale-faced man with tears in his eyes and cried: "Dad! ”

"Boss!" Bane, he's back, too.

Brauney looked like an idol, her eyes were full of little stars, and she waved her fists and shouted: "Too handsome boss, you deserve to be the god of death on the battlefield, the strongest five people are all with you, I began to worship you!" ”

Jackson covered his face, couldn't bear to look at the inexplicably excited Brauney, just looked at the boss worriedly, and by the way, he wrote down the news that the boss had a relationship with the strongest five people in a small notebook, and now it could be sold for a big price.

"This idiot!" Angelina leaned on Adam, Adam's body stiffened and did not dare to make more movements, followed by the old butler beating his waist to watch the embarrassing scene.

A small black shadow recorded on the periphery whether this day, under the World Tree, the five who repelled Papaev, announced the establishment of the trade union, and the emergence of order on the battlefield for the first time in a thousand years, whether this was a successful reform or a failed attempt, and the day was named the first year.