MTL - Undead Farm-Chapter 2 Goblin Camp

At night, I touched the two bodies on the ground and sighed.

He shouldn't expect to find something worthwhile from these two guys.

By consuming 1 point of soul, you can sneak a sneak peek at the nearest one, and pick up the gimmick thrown by the other person to open the gossip that is unspeakable, and the other one...

I am scared to death.

Seeing the daily consumption of his undead imprint is 1 point more, and the night is more reassuring. This shows that the undead creatures he recruited will also be sheltered by camouflage and will not attract the attention of the Church of St. Silver.

[Undead Resuscitation] can recover the corpse as a dead soul by consuming the soul, depending on the strength of the corpse.

[骷髅老者] The deceased who consumes 1 point of soul can be aroused, and the bones are loose and unbearable. (Glory kill: 2, upgradeable.)

Glory killing is literal, but it’s an unexpected surprise to be scared to death.

Unfortunately, the upgrade requires 1 point of soul energy, and the night is not intended to be wasted here.

At dawn, he will be deducted 11 points of soul energy. If he can't get it at that time, he is expected to be discovered soon.

Fortunately, the blue light spots floating on the bodies of the two dead Goblin were absorbed by the undead imprint, and they became two souls, which made his soul increase and increase, and came to 4 o'clock.

Soul, nature is the most direct source of soul energy.

And if you want more, you have to swallow it.

At night, I glanced at the two black-green and stinky bodies on the ground and licked my mouth.

"I haven't reached the last moment anyway..."

Put the shovel and the **** to the old man, and pick up the chopper, or the short knife, at night.

"Hot is better than nothing."

Goblin’s body night is not going to be dealt with for the time being, he has more important things to do.

According to the information I just heard, there must be a Goblin camp nearby, and if you want to get enough soul energy before dawn, he must have the idea of ​​playing the camp.

As the undead, the night vision ability of the night is very good, and the traces left by the two Goblin are easily identified by him.

Along the traces, I walked for about an hour in the woods, and a few lights finally appeared in front of him.

Let the old man go forward and explore, and confirm that there is no accident, the night is more careful to hide behind a tree and observe the Goblin camp.

Dark whistle?

He didn't believe that there was any whistle that could not scream when he found a flaw.

Next to the five or six worn-out animal skin tents, a bonfire burned, and the ugly Goblin was frantically twisting his **** next to the campfire.

They held a cup of wood and screamed out loudly. One of the guys with a big figure was even holding a hoe!

The night three wrinkled, this group of guys is obviously in the carnival, and the reason for the carnival...

He saw the biggest tent next to him, and a woman in a green dress was tied to a stump.

Oh,

It turned out to be a prey.

In this way, the two dead Goblin should be the guys who were pushed out to be sentries. I don’t know what caused the mourning. I want to poison this group of companions?

Noon nodded at night, and immediately turned back to the cemetery. This time, it took only half an hour to get back and forth because he didn't need to distinguish the traces and beware.

"Go."

On the third night, he waved his hand, and a thin figure stiffly opened the bush and went out.

"Hey! What are you doing here? Not letting you out of the whistle! Grass, what is this smell on your body?!"

Goblin, who was covered in muscles, saw it and shouted loudly.

"Oh...hey..."

"What do you mean, frozen and want to drink hot soup?"

Big Brother Brin just wanted to scream, and suddenly his eyes turned.

"Well, go drink."

Little brother Brin nodded, approaching the iron pot hanging on the campfire, the hot water inside, not knowing what was going on.

"Drink your sister!"

The big Goblin suddenly pulled out a big stick, and the back of the little brother Brin was directly a sap. He only snorted and the tomato entered the mixer.

"As for this little thing, you really want to drink soup, come and lick it, let's add some meat!"

"There are two of you, to get the guy who is daring to catch me back, actually dare to carry me and want to steal, hey!"

Big Brother Brin glanced at the woman tied to the pillar and wiped her saliva.

"When I get the bounty and then pack you up, hehe."

The little brother Brin was quickly peeled and smashed, thrown into the soup pot, and the smell of sour broth immediately floated.

In fact, Goblin usually eats the old and weak in the community when it lacks food, which is one of the reasons people hate them.

The big mouth swallowed the meat that used to be a companion. The Goblins showed a satisfactory expression. Even the two guys who were urged to hunt down the scarf Goblin also ate two pieces of mosaic meat. I am planning to leave.

They are Goblin and also hunters. It is only a matter of time to hunt down an out-of-town companion.

Just just stood up, all Goblin's face showed a wrong look, and then squirmed and rolled up.

"Ah! Pain! Belly! Hurt!"

Big Brother Brin struggled the most ~www.novelbuddy.com~ even knocked the bonfire and the iron pot, but the flame and hot soup could not cut off the pain in its belly.

It widened its eyes and watched the meat on his stomach begin to rot and then slowly spread.

Lower abdomen, underside, thigh, chest, neck, face...

It frantically scratched his face, but he couldn't catch anything except the jelly of the jelly, until it fell unwillingly, with the head of the little brother Brin falling down the soup pot, his eyes narrowing.

"Don't the family really can't eat..."

At night, I only took a machete and explored it. I sighed at the corpse of the horrible body on the ground.

A full set of eight Goblin, watching them set aside with spears, big sticks, choppers, and even five simple bows and more than fifty twisted animal arrows, just by himself The method is hard steel.

Fortunately, he is a dead soul.

A soul that will point to a small spell.

Spend 2 souls to turn the little brother Brin into a zombie, then let the half of the silver leaf grass chew it in. The silver leaf grass will not affect the undead creatures, but the remaining half will let it carry it. On the body, waiting for the opportunity to poison.

Fortunately, the knowledge about Goblin in his mind came in handy, and the leader of the other party chose to eat this disobedient younger brother, and then turned it into rotten meat with remorse and incomprehension.

And he can start counting his gains.

A total of 8 points of soul energy, his soul can be added to 10 points, as long as two points, he can safely spend the first dawn.

Thinking of this, he looked at his second reward.

The green dress girl who was tied by Goblin...