Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The target of the high-level undead was not originally these nobles.

After all, their provocative divorce, no matter which side it is, actually didn't take it seriously.

Aristocratic demeanor is indeed the object sought after by the other party, but no one would think that the nobles in the game are the nobles they admire.

Originally, it was just to make trouble for the original batch of undead races.

Only the Salar nobles felt that their routines that had been played for thousands of years were useful.

Therefore, the lessons of the high-level undead were enough to teach the Salar nobles.

After this time, presumably these nobles will only stay away from the undead in the future.

No matter where I came from, I would never want to deal with them again.

Anyway, within Salar, there are not many tasks to accept.

What really needs to happen, it's probably the unlucky nobleman who did evil and was caught by the undead in such incidents of fighting evil.

In a short period of time, Salar should not have been such a stupid nobleman.

High-level undead people, all their strength is going to these low-level fools.

Their hands are so black!

Hill floated in the air, his mouth opened slightly, and he was so surprised that he gasped.

If they were beaten to death, these low-level immortal races might have accepted their fate.

But the wild boars collided, the wild bulls trampled them, and the corpses left by the wild horses trampled on the ground, and countless rabbits were beating.

The high-level undead clan just laughed and pointed at the side.

Hill held his chin and saw the martial arts stage shattered after being hit by a wild boar.

Those high-ranking undead people walked past gesticulatingly, and they couldn't stand up looking at them with a smile, but actually took the opportunity to harvest the soil.

The low-levels, who were stunned, rushed over from the church resurrection time and time again.

They probably think that they can always fight the middle-level rabbits, and killing one is enough to make these **** cry for a while.

Unfortunately, they underestimated the rabbit and overestimated themselves.

A single rabbit can be regarded as a small BOSS in front of them, not to mention such a large group.

The panicked rabbits of all families had their hind legs tight, and before jumping into the sky, they randomly released their talent spells.

Although it was messy, it was enough to deal with these guys who were no taller than a knight.

Even if there are still people lingering, they cannot survive after the giant flying rabbits smashed down in the sky.

There were people all over the floor in the church, they were silent, standing against the wall.

The high-ranking undead did not arrogantly chase the past, just stand in place and wait to see if anyone is going crazy.

Unfortunately, after a few deaths, no one has any more enthusiasm.

Seeing Spencer slowly walking over, the high-ranking undead who finished the matter, they laughed and scattered without waiting for him to speak.

Hill, who had watched a big show, fell back to the cloud ship with satisfaction.

Seeing Spencer commanding the Guards to send the nobles back to the ship, Hill wondered a little bit strangely, didn't William take precautions, why didn't he care?

There are also people who are very dissatisfied with this matter.

Adrian felt that it would affect the next day's work, and looked at it from a distance with his arms folded, his face unhappy.

So he just watched Spencer lead someone to clean up the venue, and didn't move.

He was not satisfied with the king's attitude of no matter what.

Back in the King's Hall, Spencer sighed long as he looked at the Captain of the Guard standing next to William with the artifact.

He looked helplessly at His Majesty the King who was smiling happily: "Why don't you stop them when they fight?

Or, why not stop it when the competition stage is set up? Your Majesty! "

"Spencer, have you forgotten? This is a temporary camp, not Central City. The undead don't need to obey some rules in the city." William leaned back in his chair and trembled with a smile. "They didn't violate anything. A rule I set. If I order punishment now, only the undead who do it first will be unlucky. Those who resist are not guilty."

Spencer was silent.

"Do I still need to go out on patrol?" The captain of the guard asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, although a bit too ambitious, I really think they can kill me."

"You represent me." William smiled helplessly. "They won't apply this to you.

As long as you do things impartially.

The undead, don't try so hard to make trouble for you.

It is difficult for them to do it several times even if they are calculated to this level. "

The captain of the guard understood that he still had to walk around the camp, waiting for a conflict to occur before rushing out to stop it.

"However, in the future, the conflicting person will change." William was still laughing, talking intermittently.

But everyone who heard it understood that the real enemies in the future were the low-order undead and the nobles of Salar.

The high-level undead, because they cause trouble, girls who want to bully others will get revenge like this.

If there is no opponent, the people on both sides will of course still regard the high-level undead as their enemies, trying to bring them down.

But now, before the nobles and the low-level undead had a victory or defeat, it was impossible for anyone to draw such a terrifying enemy in again.

Especially the nobles, after waiting until these low-levels are promoted to high-levels, how can they fight on their own, will they give up?

Of course it is impossible.

They have only one way to hire the original batch of undead.

Even if they became enemies under the calculations of these undead races, the nobles have always been aware of current affairs.

Generally speaking, everyone knows that the main contradiction should be resolved first before the others are considered.

"These new undeads probably won't be able to enter Salar, right?" Spencer touched his forehead. "The Salar nobles will definitely protest their qualifications."

"They were summoned by me to fill this triangle." William coughed softly. "If most of the Salar nobles are dissatisfied with them, then Salar's country really cannot be opened to them.

That is to say, the teleportation array can only be used by the original batch of undead races for the time being, and their channels into this world are different and it is easy to distinguish them. "

"Now it can be said that they are high-level and low-level, original, new, and after a long time in the future, how can I distinguish these undead?"

"It's the Salar undead and the triangle undead!" William smiled faintly, "Of course, this can't be said until the nobles protest."

Spencer couldn't help but cast his mouth, nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"What is used on that table?" William asked Spencer. He knew this guy and would definitely investigate.

Spencer's mouth twisted, and he took out a handful of dirt: "I almost didn't get it."

"No wonder they use Warcraft!" William said in admiration, "I said that they all stood in one place, because they wanted to destroy the corpses!"

Spencer felt that William was overjoyed.

"Your Majesty, what are you happy about?" He couldn't help asking.

"Before, did someone give a rose to those undead people who use their female identity?" William was still smiling.

"I heard that this is the way the undead people express their love." Spencer said calmly. "Didn't His Majesty the King know it for a long time? Besides, that person is just a fascination and fooled. It's already very miserable, just now. He is the one who rushes the most times. Don't say the shame, the loss is the biggest, so why bother to make fun of him."

"No." William finally controlled himself. "That Elf God King, just came to think about it..."

He closed his mouth.

Then quietly moved his hands to change the patterns of the elves outside the campsite being bitten by dogs into various puppy pictures.

"Your Majesty the King?" Spencer was stunned for a while, and then he realized that William was about to explode the embarrassment of the God of Time and Space, and he was probably warned.

He laughed: "I thought you would dare to say anything."

"Big guy just throw more things in his hands to me." William continued to work, "I probably have to go crazy, although I look very idle, but in fact there are many things."

"What is His Majesty the King doing?"

"Change the picture of the dog biting the elf outside to the picture of playing with the puppy." William frowned, thinking about what else could be replaced.

Spencer rarely yelled aloud: "You can just change them into bunches of flowers? Why do you have to have a dog! The silver moon wolf **** does not say anything, does not mean that he is not angry!"

The Silver Moon Wolf God couldn't help it. His own Lord God also said that he was a puppy, so he could only admit his fate.

Undead, even the Silver Moon Goddess is not willing to care, Silver Moon Wolf God is not stupid, just pretend to be dead, when you didn't see those dog biting wizard pictures, anyway, the most unlucky was the wizard **** king.

But now, you let go of the Elf God King, but continue to call the Wolf God a dog?

Do you really want your allies to become enemies immediately?

The wolves are still wandering the grassland, attacking the kingdom of dwarves with the undead!

Spencer didn't want to see that the wolves, who could have cooperated with the undead, suddenly bite back.

William let out an ‘ah’, and regretfully stopped his hand: "You said, I will say that these are other dogs, okay?"

"You might as well change to a cat!" Spencer said coldly, "Who doesn't know what's going on? We and the Silver Moon God System are still allies, right?"

William sighed: "Never mind the cat. I still like dogs. I just changed to their big rabbit, which has any color, which is fine."

Seeing William's boring hands~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Spencer let out a long breath of relief.

It doesn't matter what it is, it's not a dog.

Hill didn't know that the biggest disagreement between himself and William had just happened.

Otherwise, the words "never forget the cat" would be enough for him to be angry.

He just sat on the lawn of the cloud boat, holding Alice, combing her hair while discussing with Merkel what happened just now.

"Human beings are the most powerful, it is really conspiracy and tricks, endless." Merkel sighed, "So the wolf **** will fail, it's normal."

Hill glanced at Merkel suspiciously.

"I found that human beings are very tolerant of the noble god, although he is also one of the culprits of the demon invasion." Merkel asked on the stomach, "because he is not wrong with the monsters, is it? It's just that the conspiracy is useless?"

Although Hill wanted to comfort him, he didn't want to lie, but was silent.