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The extinction of the wasteland is a magical desert.

No matter which territory the magician is in, it is a scarce species in that population. The most widely rumor among the people is that these guys can summon meteorites in the sky in every move, turn any city into a burning sea of ​​fire, and turn cold stones into huge giants with infinite power. According to legend, the undead mage is the most evil person among them.

Therefore, the appearance of skeletons has made these bear goblins no longer dare to have the intention of resisting.

It was precisely because they saw that they had completely lost the idea of ​​resisting that Yang Dashuan chose to collect these bear goblins as slaves. The slaves and the residents also had loyalty to the lords, that is, the degree of fear. When the degree of fear reached the full value, even if these slaves were sent to death, it would be just a matter of words.

"What's your name?" Yang Dashuan pointed at the goblin leader who had just accepted his fate with a crossbow.

“Bu…Blu.”

Yang Dashuan nodded. "Blu! From now on, you will be in charge of the other six goblins. If one is missing, I will break one of your legs. If two are missing, I will break your neck. As for now, go to the back of the village to dig a hole and bury these corpses for me!"

Four skeletons followed behind the bear goblin, and the shining bone sword made these guys more honest than anything else.

The villagers stared at the busy and sweaty bear goblin, staring at the side. Their eyes when they looked at Yang Dashuan suddenly became awe, and they asked a magician to be the lord. This was simply the glory of the sky of Maple Leaf Village.

But Lao Yang doesn't think so, because his skeleton stick only has the remaining two permissions to use.

In the game, any character's professional skills are learned through secrets. The way to obtain secrets is to constantly attack NPC cities, and various secrets will appear in the loot. So the most common situation in the game is that a player is clearly holding a magician's profession logo, but he is carrying a giant sword to fight against wild monsters.

This obviously tells Yang Dashuan that even if he upgrades his level of the undead mage, he will not be able to learn half of his skill. Perhaps the only benefit is that he will increase his mental power or magic power as his level increases.

As for those dead bear goblins, the equipment they took off from their bodies and threw it into the store was not worth even a copper.

"Your Highness, how dare you use the undead magic?" Made approached Yang Dashuan and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Old Yang asked with his eyes rolling.

"The church strictly prohibits the use of undead magic. They will burn you to death as a pagan!" Mad said with his teeth and claws, his old face full of worry. He had no idea when his master learned undead magic. The spread of feudal superstition in religious beliefs caused this faithful follower to feel deeply worried.

Yang Dashuan wanted to curse her.

This time, the things in the novice gift bag were simply a scam. There was nothing else except for him to get a few crappy slaves. If he didn't let these things be relied on slaves?

"slave?"

Yang Dashuan couldn't help but have a bad idea, and he quickly called Bru.

This lord who had seen a thug easily killed his senior leader. When he thought of his cruel appearance, the bear goblin had to stand honestly in front of Yang Dashuan, with his fearful eyes looking at the other party from time to time. He was afraid that the lord of the undead mage would really swallow him alive like the legendary one.

"How many robbers are there in the wasteland?"

"When the Lord said, there are many robbers in the wasteland like locusts." Bru replied honestly. "The largest robber tribe has four, all composed of ogres, trolls and centaur robbers. They like to block the road and robbers. Only small groups like us will rob the humans living in the wasteland."

"Just more!" Yang Dashuan nodded. "There are several groups of goblins as small as you are nearby?"

"There are three in total, one of which has more than a hundred bear goblins. Another one is led by Watt, but like us, there are only about twenty or thirty." Bru pursed his mouth. "Watt always likes to compete with us for food, and our two tribes often fight."

The clever Bru added another sentence at this time. "Yesterday, we fought. There are only eight goblins left in them now. They probably will have to surrender to other tribes in a few days."

It is not surprising that the battles between bandits in the wastelands are frequent to compete for resources.

But this gave Yang Dashuan a ray of dawn!

"His grandma Richard, at worst, I'll be a bandit here!" Yang Dashuan gritted his teeth, carried the crossbow, and said to Bru. "Go to the back of the village and dig out the body for me. Let's go and do the watt!"

Blu's eyes suddenly became wet. The corpse had just been buried and had to be dug out again... (When using the skeleton stick, there must be corpses around.) Yang Dashuan was already determined to be a bandit on this wasteland, so he had to start annexing from these small tribes!

Four skeletons led the way, and the group rushed towards Wat's tribe in a mighty way.

The tribes between the extinct wilderness robbers are not far apart. Due to the often bad weather, these guys usually choose a place to back the mountain as their temporary residence. According to Bru, this tribe is entirely composed of ordinary goblins. They do not have the strong body of bear goblins, nor do they have such powerful strength, and can only rely on quantity to win.

After climbing over a small hill without a post, Yang Dashuan immediately saw these guys.

There was a simple shack in the open space beside the hill, and three goblins were busy. They were neatly spreading dried grass on the roof of the shack. A very majestic goblin was slamming his horn and assigned four other goblins to carry a huge red wooden box.

"Master, that's Watt." Bru said with his small eyes narrowed and pointed at the goblin who kept shouting slogans.

"You guys go around there and block their backs. Master, I rushed over directly from here and grabbed them all. Those who resisted will be killed!" Yang Dashuan made a fierce move to wipe his neck. The ferocity flashed in his eyes made Bru shudder.

Several goblins in the camp were still busy with their own hearts. The goblin leader named Wat seemed to be very interested in the wooden box. He held a rusty scimitar and pried it hard along the gap. It seemed that the wooden box was locked.

From the limited memory, Yang Dashuan knew that these robbers could not have such exquisite skills. And they were too lazy to wipe their butts after shit, and would not put any precious treasures in the box. They either carried them with them or put them in the shack, and at most they dug a hole to bury them. When they remembered one day, they would dig it out.

"Did they discover a treasure?" The sudden thought made Yang Dashuan feel a little excited.

The goblins are not blind, and the four skeletons on the hill were soon discovered by Watt.

The guy put down the focused mahogany box in front of him and shouted Hak, Huck's charge. Hearing the leader's order, a group of goblins rushed over quickly along the hill. Yang Dashuan looked at the four skeletons running down to meet the goblins and clenched the skeleton stick. There was also a corpse of a bear goblin under his feet, which was ready for his own summoning.

And at this moment, the six bear goblins led by Bru also appeared on the other side.

Their appearance immediately caused Wat to be attacked by the back and forth. The goblin, who had rushed to the hillside, hurriedly retreated when he heard the leader's call for help. However, when he was caught off guard, he was stabbed by a skeleton coming towards him with one sword.

Yang Dashuan lifted his crossbow and ran down the slope, and a caster fell down Wat who wanted to resist.

Just as Wat was unwilling to fail and struggling hard, the dark cluster of arrows was already pressing against his forehead, and the four skeleton bone blades were also pressing against his neck at the same time.

The leader's capture caused the small goblin tribe to collapse.

Blu angrily kicked the goblins squatting on the ground with their heads in their arms, spitting at them. Several bear goblins struggled to lift the wooden box in front of Yang Dashuan and respectfully retreated to the side.

Lao Yang glanced at the wooden box.

There was a large lock on the wooden box, which was tightly tortured. After knocking it a few times, a muffled and heavy sound came from the box. Yang Dashuan was sure that this wood was either spruce or rosewood. But what was the thing contained in such a box? From the sound just now, I guess the box was not filled with gears.

"Where did you get this thing?" Yang Dashuan sat on the box and asked Wat with his head tilted.

Watt twisted his neck and looked at death with a look of dying. He ignored Lao Yang's question.

"Haha, my mouth is quite hard, I like your hard bones. Blu, go and give him some color!" As soon as Yang Dashuan finished speaking, Blu slashed the stubborn guy and immediately flew out with one arm.

"Where did you get this thing?" Yang Dashuan asked again.

"You damn human..." Watt immediately lost another arm in his mouth.

The robbers on the wasteland had no sympathy. They would do everything unimaginable to survive. Bru was like this. Fortunately, Lao Yang had the title of a necromancer on his head, which at least made these goblins dare not have the slightest desire to resist. As for when the skeleton sticks were used up, it was hard to say.

"Next!" Yang Dashuan pulled the trigger in his hand, and the crossbow arrow shot directly fucked the guy's head.

Bru kicked a thin goblin in front of Lao Yang. Just as the skeleton warrior was about to lift the knife, the guy finally told the truth.

So that's what happened.

The Suprati River recently crossed a huge caravan. Speaking of which, the number of people is not too large. The key problem is that this team is composed entirely of strong Bemon warriors. The long caravan brought more than twenty carriages, and the carriages were filled with such exquisite boxes, which you can tell at a glance that they are of great value.
Chapter completed!