MTL - The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game-Chapter 221 is he something worth my attention

  Chapter 221 Is he something worthy of my attention?

  In the hunting camp, young master Traore was sulking by the campfire.

  Hunting is his hobby, and the feeling of riding a steed in the wilderness and forest makes him very happy, but today, even though he is on the hunting ground, he has fallen into an extremely depressed state.

   After all, hunting today is not just about getting prey.

   Now the target has run away with others, what else is he playing?

  Someone looked at the young master's unhappy appearance, and whispered: "Master, why don't we beat that guy secretly? Anyway, he's just a commoner, and it won't hurt if he beats him."

   "No!" The young master immediately shook his head and refused, "Sister Corinna will be angry!"

   "It's okay, let's do it secretly, such as covering his head with a few sticks on the way back, so that no one will know that we did it."

   "." The young master was a little moved.

   That guy is really annoying.

  Looks better than him, and the only hunting skill he is good at is much better than him.

   It's just that the young master, who has always followed a good education, is not very good at this kind of nasty behavior of sneaking behind the scenes. He has never done such a thing, and he is really worried about this unknown behavior in his heart.

  The man wanted to continue persuading him, but suddenly he heard noises from around him.

   "All alert!"

  Everyone looked up and saw the voices of the surrounding guards.

   "Master."

  The man who looked like the captain of the attendant rested his palm on the long sword at his waist, and his face under the helmet looked solemn.

"leave here."

  The young master looked blank: "What's wrong? Has something happened?"

  The captain of the attendant nodded slightly, and looked into the distance: "There is the breath of a monster over there."

  The young master still wanted to ask what was there, but he quickly shut up.

   A few seconds after the guards issued a warning, he saw the mud-like creature wriggling crazily towards them like a caterpillar.

   "It's a "rotten short-lived ghost"! "The face of the captain of the attendant changed drastically, "Master, let's go!" "

   Young Master Traore's face is not very good-looking either.

  Because he likes hunting, he has learned some knowledge about monsters, and knows the difficulties of "rotten short-lived ghosts".

  Once accidentally infected with the "Curse of Rot", there really won't be any bad reactions for a while, and there won't be too much pain—after all, by the time you can react to the abnormality of your body, your body is almost finished.

   And, this is not the end.

  Once corroded by the "Curse of Rot" and turned into filthy human beings, they will also harm the surroundings.

  The body is the best container for humans to store magic power. Once they are corrupted, the magic power in the body will overflow into the air, entangled with natural magic power, and this will cause the natural magic power to be polluted.

  If other people accidentally supplement themselves with these magic powers during the training of magic or martial arts, then they will also be eroded by the "curse of rot".

   This is a very bad disaster.

"Walk."

  The young master knew the importance of the matter, and immediately got on his horse. His companions also jumped on the horses that did not belong to them in a panic, and started to run away.

  The horse under him also instinctively sensed the crisis of life.

  Under the threat of death, creatures often arouse abilities beyond what they should have.

  The horse at this moment showed his faster speed than usual.

  However, they are not the only ones whose lives are threatened.

"Oops."

  Seeing that the "rotten short-lived ghost" was getting closer and closer to himself and the others, the captain of the attendant keenly discovered that the current state of this monster was unusual.

  As far as he knew, the entire body of the Rotten Short-lived Ghost was supposed to be a dirty greenish-brown color, but now, the color of its body has gone towards pure dark green.

  This means that the magic power in its body is being consumed rapidly. Similarly, it also represents that the fighting power of this "rotten short-lived ghost" is at its peak.

   This is not something they can deal with anymore.

  All the truly elite fighters were recruited into his camp by the Marquis. The strength of the entourage of these young masters is not that strong. Even he barely reached the top of the first order, and he could not even be regarded as touching the ceiling.

  In an instant, the thought of running away rose in the head of the attendant.

  He knew that as long as he ran fast enough and didn't use magic power, he shouldn't suffer any harm, but they were guards, and they had to stand in front of the young master and others before they ran far.

   "Everyone! Get ready to fight!" The captain of the attendants roared, "Remember, restrain your instincts, and don't absorb the magic power in the air after releasing your martial arts!"

"clear!!"

  The attendants squeezed the weapons in their hands, arranged the formation, and the magic power circulated in the body, and at the same time, the words of the captain were replaying in their minds all the time.

  They stared at the back of the captain of the attendant, and waited for his order to give the monster the strongest blow, while the captain of the attendant was staring firmly at the "rotten short-lived ghost" itself.

  When the distance between it and itself and the others was close to a certain level, the captain of the attendants gave an order.

   "Attack!"

  In an instant, the attendants held the weapons in their hands with brilliant magic power and charged.

   There are not many of them, but due to their excellent combat training, the momentum ignited by their mutual cooperation is really not small.

  However, there is only momentum, but no effect.

   In front of a second-order monster, there are still second-order monsters with special attributes. Their strength is far from enough.

   "吱—"

  "Rotten Short-lived Ghost" screamed and raised its long whip, and with just one swing, it easily defeated those who blocked its way.

   This is a pure power gap, a frontal conflict, and it is impossible for the attendants to defeat it.

  With one blow, several servants including the captain of the servants lost their ability to fight back. They flew in all directions, and when they fell to the ground, almost all their internal organs were displaced, and it was no longer possible to block its path.

"Damn it"

  The captain of the servants was full of despair at the moment.

According to the habit of "Rotten Ghoul", after defeating the creatures, it will forcibly inject a sufficient amount of "curse" into their bodies, and then stimulate the power to accelerate them into a puddle of mud, absorb them, and replenish themselves magic.

  The human body is one of the best containers for magic power, and they are good food for spiritual monsters.

  He has seen his end.

   "Father, Mother, Tina."

  The captain of the attendant closed his eyes, and a series of gentle smiling faces of relatives flashed in his mind.

  He knew that this was a revolving door before dying.

   It's just that after walking around for a long time, recreating all the faces of his relatives, and then his mind went blank because he really had nothing to say, the captain of the attendant reacted.

  Myself, nothing seems to be wrong?

  He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that although all of his companions had injuries, none of them was missing. They were all sitting on the ground and scratching their heads blankly.

   "Captain." Someone asked puzzledly, "Why are we not dead?"

"This"

  The captain of the attendants was also a little confused.

   "I don't know where that monster went just now."

   "Oh." The companions pointed to one side, "Over there."

  The face of the captain of the servant changed drastically.

  The direction the companion pointed was exactly where the young master and the others left.

"almost."

  Lin En stopped chasing and looked up into the distance.

   "This direction, if nothing else happens, it should be able to find them."

   "Calculate the distance, when it is found, there should not be much magic power left"

   "Well, it's time to go back."

  Lin En whispered a little to the shadow around him, and when he looked up again, the shadow around him obviously dissipated.

   While he was talking with No. 2, the barrage in front of him kept circulating.

  【Over there, is the place where the little Bi Zaizhi of the Marquis’s house ran away? Is Enbao so vengeful? 】

  【It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but it’s not impossible even today! 】

  【That brat is really annoying, his words always make me feel physically uncomfortable. 】

  【After all, he is from Tianlong, so it would be a ghost if we **** people like it. 】

  【I don't support harming innocent people, but for these feudal scum, I agree with both hands to crush them! 】

  “.”

  Lin En looked at the barrage in front of him, his eyes were a little confused.

"what are you guys saying?"

  A question mark appeared on the barrage.

【what? Lynn, didn't you guide that **** in that direction to chase that kid? 】

   "Why am I chasing him?" Lynn asked strangely, "Is he something worthy of my attention?"

   "Compared to children, the goal in that direction is the key."

   After galloping for about five minutes, the horse under its crotch seemed to have lost its sense of threat, and its speed gradually slowed down.

  Feeling the relaxation of the horse, young master Traore let out a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the depression he had just had.

  When the companions saw him stop, they also stopped moving forward one after another, patting their chests to ease their emotions.

   "Come to life."

   After relaxing, they started discussing about the talent again.

   "What happened to that monster just now, it feels like it went crazy."

   "That's right, it scared me to death."

   "Look at it, it's running and flying. Could it be that it's also being hunted down?"

   "Pull it down, who else in this land can hunt and kill Tier 2 monsters besides uncle? And if uncle, can he care about our life or death?"

  “.I think he might really ignore us.”

  “.”

  They guessed various reasons, fantasized about various possibilities, and joked and relaxed from time to time, but none of them cared about the life and death of the guards.

   "Master." Someone asked aloud, "Now, where should we go?"

   "." Young Master Traore pondered for a moment, scratching his head, "I don't know either."

  The original camp should not be able to go back, and it seems a bit uneasy to go home, after all, his father is still outside.

   After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't we wait here now?"

   "Here?"

  Everyone hesitated.

  Their hunting point was not too far from the jurisdiction of the Marquis, but it was not very close either. There was still a road in the middle of the wilderness.

  At this moment, they are in this place where the birds don't shit.

   Stay here?

   Then it’s really just waiting.

  Just as everyone was hesitating whether to make another proposal, someone discovered a vision not far away.

   "Look! What's that?"

   Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

   That was the direction they came from. The road should have been very calm. Apart from snow and snow-covered vegetation, there should not be much else.

  But at this moment, on the thick snow, they saw a strange "big bug".

  The strange thing is that there are no snow marks where it passed.

  —They know it.

   "Run!"

   Someone screamed and ran forward without hesitation, and someone had time to react and pulled the young master who was still in a daze.

  They started galloping again, but the horses, which had already had a moment of respite, seemed to have entered the cooldown period of their skills, and could no longer run at the speed they were just now.

  Although the speed of the "bug" behind him is not too fast, and the distance between them is always lengthening, it is impossible to create a large distance.

   And as long as it is always behind everyone, the threat of death will haunt them all the time.

"How to do how to do!"

  The young master's voice already had a hint of crying.

   "Master, don't panic, don't panic." Someone comforted him loudly, "Run forward, just run forward."

   "Not far away, we can reach the outpost of the town, where there are soldiers stationed!"

   "As long as we notify them, they will definitely be able to send a signal to gather soldiers and resist that monster!"

   "Yes! Soldiers must be able to block it!"

  The young master's eyes lit up with hope.

  He swung his whip to speed up.

   Everyone followed suit.

   Not long after, they had already seen the outpost of the town.

  Marquis Traoré is very obsessed with war, so in the domain under his control, military buildings have always been produced with the best standards.

  The soldiers in the outpost immediately recognized the little marquis and the group through the magic telescope in the watchtower.

  They notified the captain in the outpost. Although the captain didn't know why, he still ordered the soldiers to gather to meet the little Marquis.

"you."

   Young Master Traore led his companions into the outpost, before he had time to praise their neat queue, he gasped.

   "Quick! Get ready! Prepare to deal with monsters!"

   "Monster?"

  The captain of the outpost immediately became vigilant.

   "What kind of monster? What is the level?"

  As the town's border guards, they do not lack experience in dealing with sudden monsters.

  However, the only thing he is not sure about is how strong the little master said about the magic beast.

  If it is very strong, he will immediately ring the assembly bell and call the soldiers in the camp not far away to resist.

   But if he is not strong, and he rings the alarm bell because of the young master's request, then he must be punished by the strict military regulations set by the Marquis for lying about the military situation.

   It's just that this suspicion was immediately dispelled when Young Master Traore said the name of the monster.

   "It's a "rotten short-lived ghost"! "

  The captain of the outpost was startled.

   "How could that kind of thing appear here"

"team leader!"

   Before he could think it through, the soldiers on the watchtower shouted in a panic.

   "A monster is coming towards us."

"it is."

   "Rotten short-lived ghost!"

  (end of this chapter)