She couldn't remember the name of the Green Dragon, but this was a dragon!

You can't move forward! Her druid power is very clear to these giant dragons that are also lingering in the dream. In order not to stimulate the other party, she chose to observe at Crow Ridge for another two days, and at the same time sent militias to the east to investigate. If the green dragon jumps out, we will run away quickly and then notify Boval to kill the dragon!

The camp was noisy for the middle of the night, and everyone was inactive the next day. The night watchmen were also in danger. They really didn't know that Crow Ridge was so dangerous.

"What exactly was the cause of last night?"

"It should be the dead."

Vanessa didn't want to explain too much. She thought the answer to the undead was not wrong, and the Night Watch also accepted the answer. Several people wanted to investigate the clues of the undead everywhere, and the order of the large army on standby was in line with their wishes.

"What the hell is it?" Lying in her tent and thinking, Vanessa's mind was once a dagger that was a magical assassination artifact related to the Night Watcher, but that was ten years later. Besides, the dagger was not in the Twilight Forest.

"Stavin? Surely not! That's a dog licking! Hermit? It doesn't seem to be a black wizard? Can that guy have a magical weapon? I don't believe it! Ogre? Fishman? Gnoll? Werewolf? Werewolf!"

Vanessa let out a bang and turned over and sat up.

Werewolf! Moon God Scythe!

Druid's artifact! She wished she could laugh three times to the sky.

But then hesitated a little, because she forgot what exactly the Moon God Scythe was tasked with

This is an unfinished task in the game. It requires running around the world. It will be passed on to the end with some experience points. Not to mention the artifact, you can not even see the shadow of the artifact. It can be said that it is worthless in the game.

But she was very sure that the sickle must be somewhere in the Twilight Forest now.

After walking out of the camp, the night watchmen went to investigate clues about the dead, and Vanessa soon found someone from her brotherhood.

"Go and try the middle-aged man I caught yesterday, see where he came from, where he was going, what he was named, and ask me clearly whoever was at home." She lowered her voice: "Don't leave any trauma."

The thieves from the Brotherhood cannot be in the army, but they are good at interrogation and torture.

The middle-aged man was scared by Vanessa last night, and now he is becoming stupid again. Brotherhood thieves do not have the concept of taking care of the disabled. After a "preferential treatment" with the characteristics of the Western wilderness, the middle-aged man poured beans on bamboo tubes and said whatever he asked. Soon a detailed record was handed over to Vanessa.

Jitemei's original name is Kites. This guy found a sickle in an abandoned mine. He described this paragraph in detail, but the process later became a bit confusing.

Even though the thieves of the Brotherhood used some indecent inquiries skills, he still did not provide much useful information. Ji Temei only remembered that a group of weird men in black robe and black horses came out of the air. These guys killed a lot because Ji Temei hid in the dark and was unharmed, but the family on the nearby farm was blood-scrapped.

After that, this guy just ran all the way, and it would be fine if he ran away, but he lost his sickle in panic.

"The clue is completely broken!" Vanessa rubbed her forehead. Ji Temei had been hiding in an abandoned hotel in Crow Ridge for more than ten days. The food he ate these days cannot be said too carefully. In short, this guy lived for more than ten days in a terrified state.

He was overly frightened and confused. He had no idea what buildings he had passed along the way, and no idea where the sickle was lost.

It has been raining these twilight days, and even if there are traces of running on the road, it has been washed away. No matter how experienced the hunters and scouts are, they cannot find their escape route.

At present, I only know that he found a sickle in an old mine named Roland's Tomb. Then he ran to Crow Ridge in panic, knowing the starting point and the end point, but Ji Temei crossed the mountains and ridges and ran wildly. Who knows how he came here?

A sound of footsteps sounded, and the old doctor Gorus whispered outside her camp: "Miss, please come out and take a look. The night watchman was attacked by the dead."

"Okay, I'll come now."

Not long after, Vanessa saw several night watchmen returning with injuries.

"Kill me quickly! Don't let me become those monsters, burn my body, tell my father and my brother that I died in battle." The two night watchmen choked, and there was a deep bone-slash on their arms and shoulders. The flesh and blood seemed to be frozen, with iron-green color, and no drop of blood flowed out.

Several night watchmen around him were holding swords and seemed to be hesitant, not knowing whether they should end their companions' lives.

"May you have rest in heaven." The night watchman commander pulled out his long sword, prayed silently and then started.

What the hell? This is not a zombie virus, so it is not so contagious! You are too anxious!

Vanessa shouted clichély: "Stay people under the knife."

She walked over quickly, lowered her head and looked at the wounds of the two.

Vanessa's own research on poisons is extremely profound. After gaining knowledge of druids, she greatly strengthened her foundation on natural toxins and communicated with her priests and Jaina. At present, the undead plague is spreading, but it is not so contagious. The strong vitality of high-level professions can kill the dead spirit plague. Unless they die in battle, wound infection does not exist for them. It is impossible to say that a wound was cut on their arms. Ten seconds later, the high-level warrior becomes a dead soul, and the undead plague is not that strong.

What's more, the wound in front of you is different from the undead plague.

Just like Vanessa did a few months ago, there were only some infected food in the south and weapons picked up from the battlefield in the north that spread the undead plague.

There are undead in the western wilderness because the Great Fan wants to rebel, so he buys weapons, food, and buys whatever is cheap.

But on the Twilight Forest, they have little contact with the outside world, they are self-sufficient and do not need merchants. The undead here is different from the undead in the north.

Psychic and alchemy are the causes of the natural disasters of the undead in the north. The Twilight Forest is like a life form transformation formed by long-term negative energy accumulation. Strictly speaking, the northern undead is artificial, and the undead in the Twilight Forest is the real undead, which is natural!

"They still have their salvation," Vanessa said.

The Night Watch Commander Miss had a different view. She frowned: "We have encountered the undead. After two soldiers were injured, they underwent emergency treatment, but after more than ten days of pain and wailing, they eventually became the undead."

She believes that Vanessa has never seen the undead in the "promising land" of the western wilderness.
Chapter completed!