"Damn, why are you staring at me and not letting go?"

Seeing a huge team below, Yi Shisan felt a headache.

In the current situation, he didn't dare to land at all. He could only drink a bottle of potion that replenishes mana and continue flying.

It was not until this time that he had time to check the task that had just appeared.

[The prototype of the Immortal Legion: The Immortal Legion has appeared, please confirm your choice.]

[Choose 1: Sit and watch, what does others have to do with me? Wait quietly for the end of the war world, countdown to zero, return to the magic tower, no extra rewards.]

[Select 2: Join the Immortal Legion, all living creatures must sink to immortality! If you don’t kill a living creature with a certain range, you can get a certain reward.]

[Select Three: Immortal Enemy! If you fail to purify an Immortal, you can get a reward, you can receive it alone or add it in total. Purifying an Immortal can increase the merit value!]

Three choices appeared in a row, which surprised Yi Shisan!

The first choice is the safest. Just find a place and get up and wait for the time to end and you can return. Although there is no reward, the victory is safety.

The last two need to be considered now.

Joining an undead person will have rewards as long as you kill someone, which means that ordinary people can do it too. If you want to win a reward, this is of course a way.

The latter one stands on the opposite side of the Immortal, each Immortal is considered an independent reward and has merits, which is surprising.

There was nothing to hesitate about, so he directly chose the latter one.

Nothing else, just for merit.

In the world of war, merits are more precious than paradise coins.

"Where are you?"

He was reluctant to use the private channel, so he used the music transmission notes directly.

This is a high-end product he made himself, and it can be used in one world.

It's just a bit blue.

"Thirteen? I'm in the Royal City of Aerland, where are you now?"

Over there, the voice of my good brother (gay friend) heard Feng.

"Hey, you don't believe it. My buddy has hit the big prize. Now I'm going to go to the royal city to receive the prize. You are waiting, and I'll go over and meet you!"

Yi Shisan proudly brags with Wen Feng.

"I'll wait for you to come!"

After a few simple words, they broke off communication.

The mana consumed by using sound transmission notes is too much. If it weren't for using private channels, I wouldn't have used this thing.

Although Yi Shisan flies very fast, the undead people below are also chasing them relentlessly.

It took him a lot of time to finally get rid of them.

He didn't know that on a mountain, there was an old figure, hunched over, watching all this quietly.

“What a perfect masterpiece!”

Looking at his work, the old man exclaimed.

"Go, go, let more people see your power, and let them remember that you are all my most proud works!"

While speaking, the old man suddenly coughed violently.

Looking at the dazzling scarlet red in his palm, the old man looked lonely.

"It is impossible to escape the erosion of the long river of time when greatness is great!"

He took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood in his palm. The old man threw the handkerchief into the air and saw that the handkerchief was spontaneously ignited without fire and completely disappeared.

At this time, Wen Feng, Fang Yuan and Wang Junfeng sat by the window on the second floor of a tavern, drinking, and looking at a place not far away without hesitation.

"Is he a sword master just now?"

Wang Junfeng asked.

The sound of sound transmission notes is not isolated. They certainly heard it when they sat so close.

"Um!"

Wen Feng nodded.

"It seems that our combat plan is going to change."

Wang Junfeng is serious.

"It just so happened that Lao Fang was rushing over, and Yi Shisan was also here. They were one of the sword cultivators, the other one of the formation cultivators, and with the four Paladin brothers fighting in front, we were more confident after we had enough output."

"Um!"

Wen Feng nodded.

Fang Yuan on the other side just listened quietly, without interrupting, eating meat and drinking with big bowls is enough, so let others do things that they use their brains.

"There are a lot of white knights. We want to make a big splash. It's not easy for them to be transferred away as long as they move and still!"

Wen Feng frowned.

"And their individual strength is not weak. The masters in it are even more terrifying."

"This is indeed a problem, but you don't have to worry, I have a way."

Wang Jun smiled confidently.

“How to say it?”

Wen Feng was curious.

"After the certification of the Magic Tower, you don't have to keep anything from me."

"Actually, it's very simple. There are many players in the city and some of them are bloody disciples. This is something we can use."

Wang Junfeng explained.

"Although we can't mobilize these people, you don't know what kind of character the players are. They can't get up early without profit, and they run faster than anyone else with benefits. So it's not difficult to get them to move. As for the blood puppet, these guys are afraid that the world will not be in chaos and have the right opportunity, and they will also come out to make trouble by themselves."

"It's okay for players to say that those bloody puppies are reliable?"

Fang Yuan stopped to eat.

"Then isn't this guy just some guys who worship the blood clan? What's the use?"

"Then you just underestimate them."

Wang Junfeng shook his head.

"Then this guy really only appeared in worshiping the blood clan at the beginning, but now he has been transformed by the blood clan and has become an extraordinary person. Some of them are also masters, and he has also won over some of the degenerate extraordinary people, and his strength is stronger than you think."

Wen Feng and Fang Yuan looked at each other and were not talking.

"Now I'm thinking, that chef is a bit unusual!"

Staring at the White Knight's headquarters, without any personnel entering and leaving the gate, Wang Junfeng expressed his doubts.

"What's wrong with him?"

Wen Feng was confused.

He has a good sense of Mu Rongxun.

"I can't say it."

Wang Junfeng frowned.

"I always feel that this little brother is not a simple life player."

"He has a strong murderous aura, and his sharp aura is too strong!"

Fang Yuan reveals the secret of heaven in one word!

"right!"

Wang Junfeng tapped his fist gently on the table.

"I just think he looks like a knife, showing his sharpness. Although his talent is indeed quite magical, he is definitely not a life player."

“It doesn’t matter!”

Wen Feng didn't care about these.

"As long as it does not affect the things he gets, the stronger his strength, the more it will help us get things easily."

“That’s true.”

Wang Junfeng smiled relievedly.

"Everyone has his own choice, as long as he plays a role in the team, no matter whether he is a life player or a combat player."

"I said, that thing is really worth five million? Isn't it just a golden equipment?"

Fang Yuan didn't care about this, he only cared about the purpose of coming this time.

"Of course it seems more than just a piece of golden equipment, a whopping 500,000 to 1 million. But in the eyes of some people, this is not the case."

Wang Junfeng Xiaoxiao.

"Just bring the things back, you can get the money. What are you afraid of? With the testimony of the Demon Tower, there is no problem of silence."
Chapter completed!