Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 262

run! Run!

The earth continues to sink, and the collapse continues to spread. It's like this, as if death is chasing the living, followed by avalanches and mudslides. Once they are caught up, they will be knocked out instantly, even if they are buried under the ten thousand ren. , Falling into darkness forever.

Downhill, the troll man jumped tens of feet, like flying in the sky. At this time, he regretted not having the flying technique tattooed on his body. When he had no choice but to do things for others, Lu Zhengkang did not expect that the Tower of Zach would actually happen. It has such a major impact on the geological structure of this mountain, once it is removed, it will be a landslide.

But normal people would think of packing away a building buried in the ground! Lu Zhengkang was inexperienced this time, and he would become proficient in doing this a few times in the future.

At this moment, the ice, snow, and the sand are falling rapidly, and the power can scare people from a distance. I only feel that there are tens of thousands of beasts rushing, and it is like a sea of ​​clouds falling from the sky, and the woods along the way are easily broken and engulfed. , The tall pines and cypresses that stand upright are not able to run, just watch them bend to the ground one by one and disappear.

The avalanches and mudslides are like rainbows, chasing back and forth, sometimes the tide heads are white and vast, and sometimes black soil waves are looming on the snow bottom, the big underground sinks, the sound of rock breaking is endless, and the sound of snow falling like thunder can be heard. In this world, there are no other noises, the sound waves are as majestic as tidal waves, Lu Zhengkang only feels that his whole body resonates with it, his bones tremble, muscles and muscles are trembling, blood waves, and his head is dizzy.

Run!

Run to live!

There is a stone fortress at the foot of the mountain, and a dozen small figures emerge one after another, like a group of black beans on the snow. They seem to be shouting, and they are also fleeing. After all, the trolls were fast enough to catch up with them soon. But it was a group of bandits who lost their helmets and armor. Seeing that Lu Zhengkang was acting swiftly, someone shouted for him to give him a hand.

Lu Zhengkang did not refuse to come, and directly brought them into the Pure Land, and they were also considered saved, as if they were running over, drilling into the Pure Land one by one.

Eighteen people, so good, now the number can reach fifty.

Lu Zhengkang ran wildly all the way, and arrived at a cedar forest in half an hour. At this time, the horror scene behind him had gradually subsided, and he could also sit down and take a breath.

After repeatedly confirming the safety of this place, Lu Zhengkang returned to the Pure Land.

The eighteen bandits had been subdued by Jonas, lying in the field, with broken hands and feet, two of them had died.

Lu Zhengkang shook his head. It was too late. The soul of the deceased had dissipated. It was not ascended to heaven, but engulfed by the Pure Land, and went to the other side of the unknown.

Lu Zhengkang frowned, and his will felt that the Pure Land had deep mysteries that he could not perceive. He was like a user, but not a creator. Only the Bodhisattva knew what was there.

Jonas came down from the little boy happily, apparently wanted to say hello to Lu Zhengkang, and then smelled the pungent **** smell, choked for several breaths, retched a few times, shivered, and got used to it. He smiled and appealed to Lu Zhengkang, saying that he had knocked down these guys with unknown origins.

Among these bandits, there is a Nord man. Seeing Lu Zhengkang walking by with a bug in his hand, he did not resist, but grinned, "Good friend... you saved me, I will give my life back now. You... die in the hands of the strong, not ashamed, die under natural disasters... not reconciled, you make me reconciled..."

Jonas heard this, covered his mouth, and said in a panic: "I didn't mean it, no, no, I don't know you are a good person!"

The Nord shook his head, "I do...not..." The words did not fall, because of the excessive bleeding, he also lost his life, Lu Zhengkang spared him to collect the souls of the remaining fifteen people.

Jonas sat blankly beside the Nord.

why?

Why can you put honor so high in your heart?

Is this the Nord person? Why are we in Brighton known only for political struggles?

The trolls comfortably transformed the undead in the Pure Land, numbering the undead to forty-seven, and the number of the remaining messy undead was more than 500.

Two hours later, Jonas was still squatting on the ground.

Lu Zhengkang walked over to pull him up and rubbed his tear-stained face.

"Why cry?"

"I don't want to kill him, can he survive?"

"Not for now."

"When will it be possible?"

"When you can cross time and space, beyond life and death."

"Well, I will definitely save him in the future." The boy wiped away his tears and smiled again.

"If you think about it, this may be a task you can't complete in your life."

"When I die, I won't owe him anymore."

"Okay. I believe you." Lu Zhengkang patted Jonas' head. This little head always surprises people.

After sorting out the "relics" of the bandits, they walked in a hurry. Except for a thin coat, a few ragged swords and a few handles, the workmanship was so rough that it was distressing that the Nordic bandit had a diary on him.

Lu Zhengkang opened it and took a look.

The Nordic records are full of nonsense and piled up typos, but the content is still faintly recognizable.

It turned out that this bandit was originally active in the area of ​​Winterhold. The bandit group was destroyed by a group of wizards. The fortress was occupied, and only a few people escaped.

Lu Zhengkang flipped through it at random for a while, was about to discard it, and immediately saw the familiar word-drinking blood.

The original leader of this bandit was a Nord woman, called the Blood Drinking Boss in the diary.

The bandit group in Winterhold, the leader is a Nord woman, drinking blood...

Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes.

great.

The troll man threw the corpse to the wolves to devour, and instructed Jonas to stay in the pure land~www.mtlnovel.com~ He rode on the necromancer and hurried to the northeast.

The Wintercastle collar is in the northeast of the sky, as long as the direction is good, it will never go wrong.

Across the mountains, Lu Zhengkang first arrived at the coast of the Sea of ​​Undead, and then headed east to return to the Winter Fort.

People on the road found the return of the gourmet and greeted them happily.

Upon his return, Lu Zhengkang immediately found that the guards had returned, no longer the brave female soldiers, but some tall men.

Torinese and the others have already left, but unfortunately, they left only yesterday, and Lu Zhengkang was a step late.

So he asked everyone in the tavern, who knew the bandit fortress near Winterhold, if he could point out the route, he would be rewarded.

Many people shook their heads, expressing that they didn't know. At this time, Bilna's alcoholic brother suddenly stood up and said loudly: "I! I will take you there!"

"What payment do you want?"

"Hey," the drunkard smiled triumphantly, "I told you long ago, one day you will see me with admiration!"

Lu Zhengkang thought that you never said, "Do you really know where the bandit is?"

"Of course!" Lanmere bragged as soon as he stared.

At this time, the tavern door opened, and a child came in with the coachman, "Big white ball! See who this is! Mathieu the coachman, he is familiar with this area and definitely knows where you are going!"

Seeing the coachman nodded, Ranmere immediately made a fuss, "No! I'll be here first! Mr. Gourmet, I will take you there, don't pay, you just don't let that guy get involved!"

Mathieu dissatisfied: "Why, I never provoke you!"

"I just want to prove that I am better than you!" Lanmere threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and the glass shattered.

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