Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

If it was just a small advantage at the beginning, as the undead girls became more and more proficient in using the Qiankun Throw, the low-level undead and nobles became a little more serious.

The nobles who came to the stage to fight no longer dared to play tricks and began to fight seriously.

Including those big nobles, they have gradually forgotten their original purpose, just to let these undead beauties see their excellence and handsomeness.

Now, they have become professionals who are fighting for dozens of crystals.

And the low-level undead that they originally planned to win over have become the opponents of the nobles.

They cheered and scolded, and for a little money, they regarded the nobles who they once respected and yearned for as gladiators in the Colosseum.

Hill didn't know what the high-level undead planned to achieve in the end, but at the very least, the nobles would never think that these newcomers would be easier to win over.

Compared to the high-level undead who showed great admiration for their aristocratic demeanor from the beginning, these Salar nobles probably hated them even more.

Of course, that will have to be after they return to normal.

Hill lay on the side of the ship, quietly admiring the ugly images of these dizzy nobles.

Regardless of whether it was the high-level undead who set them up, or there was something wrong with the platform, these nobles spontaneously turned their noble images into gamblers and scum.

The price paid by the high-level undead is an afternoon and thousands of crystals.

Maybe there's also Xue Laogou's hair. It's so damaged that he should be bald.

Adrian's idea is good, but the undead cannot kill these nobles. His method can only be used a few times before no nobles will be fooled.

Xue Laogou and the others had no intention of letting anyone go.

Compared to the ending where he just suffered a physical blow and could go out again after recovering from his injuries for a few days, this situation is more heart-wrenching now.

The nobles who have almost turned into gamblers are almost falling apart and can no longer form a happy alliance to deal with the high-level undead.

Even those big nobles had disputes over the speed of betting.

The banker placed his own bets. When it was entertainment, no one said anything, but now, some people have accused him of violating the rules.

Not low-level undead, but some nobles.

However, this was not the end. Hill was surprised to see that the low-level undead decided to go on his own.

Most of these nobles are indeed high knights, and their highest level is similar to that of the low-level undead, some capable guys.

But with their crude skills, do they want to be on par with the great nobles who have trained for decades?

Those who went up, even their companions did not pressure him to win.

Hill thought about it and found that the people who went up were all those who thought they were particularly handsome.

Was female sex originally used on these people?

Indeed, for the nobles, the unattainable Heavenly Knight is only a level that can be reached sooner or later in the eyes of these low-level undead. None of them would feel that they and those beauties are from two different worlds.

Those high-level undead girls actually chose a few people they thought were handsome to place bets. They were not dissatisfied even if they lost. They still looked at them with smiles and whispered to each other from time to time, making many people stand up. My ears want to hear if they have a crush on anyone.

"I guess they were discussing, it's great that there are so many idiots." Merkel said suddenly.

"They are probably discussing when they can fight." Hill said slowly, "I hope the nobles can be more sensible. The high-level undead have begun to come back again. They are all on the periphery and have not come over."

Merkel, a rare curious person, stood up, holding on to the side of the boat and looking around.

Then he couldn't hide his excitement and clicked his tongue a few times.

It seems that for this leopard, humans are not a good thing, but the local ones annoy him even more.

The ancestors of the nobles are the ones whose hands are stained with the most blood of monsters.

Although they no longer care about the past, most people would gloat if their previous opponents were unlucky, and Hill could understand this.

After all, this is a leopard with great ambitions and always thinking about the inheritance of Warcraft.

A bet on the undead is probably a person with good eyesight and quick hands in his own world, and he has learned several skills such as boxing.

With good luck, I met a noble knight who was a little tired from several games in a row, and actually won.

After he came down, he took out a rose from his bag and presented it to a high-level undead girl sitting aside.

With eyes turning, the charming young lady picked up the rose, smelled it gently, and then raised her eyes with a smile.

The girl who smiled charmingly in front of the man who presented her with flowers made the atmosphere at the scene even more exciting.

Seeing the beautiful woman who was laughing again, holding hands and whispering to each other, the nobles who originally wanted to retreat gradually became more motivated to fight again.

Although they will not give up the dignity of the nobility to flatter women they cannot get.

But he doesn’t want these useless guys to step on him and get into power.

"Is this really a man?" Merkel couldn't help but ask as she lay looking closely.

Hill was silent for a few minutes before saying: "They are actually very famous among the undead. Do you remember Old Cat? He likes to show all kinds of funny videos, and these ones are always there."

"Even if they are not one country, they are always one world. Why don't you know anything?" Merkel asked probingly, "Is the relationship between them so cold?"

"It doesn't necessarily mean indifference, but the relationship is definitely not that good. So usually the images that are shown off are positive ones. These are kind of funny. Even if you know about this, you still have to pay attention to what the real person is like. Not necessarily how many.

They can just come to this world, but they may not be able to see each other's video messages. " Hill thought about his own world. No matter how developed it was, it would probably be the same.

Merkel thought for a while and said: "Is it like the relationship between elves and humans? Although they are in the same world, the relationship is peaceful with opposition."

Hill raised his head and thought for a while, then said the truth: "I think it may be more like the relationship between humans and Warcraft. Elves are still enemies to humans, they just have to compromise. If it is Warcraft, if it can be driven away The elves won’t be lenient, right?”

"How does it look like?" Merkel looked back at Hill, but did not deny her hostility towards the elf.

"As long as humans are always strong, the relationship between Warcraft and humans will be peaceful." Hill said simply: "But occasional small conflicts are inevitable."

Merkel nodded in agreement.

But in the end he said: "Warcraft must also become stronger, otherwise when humans become too strong, humans may not be able to do what dwarves can do."

Hill didn't dare to deny this.

Human desires are the hardest things to satisfy, everyone knows this.

But elves are different. Hill silently glanced at the Elf Forest. Regardless of whether humans have the upper hand or monsters have the upper hand, as long as there is an opportunity, they will not hesitate to expel these evil guests from the world.

The war below was almost ignited.

In the hearts of nobles, it is normal to make concessions to high-level undead. In front of people who are so much stronger than themselves, it is not humiliating to respect and make concessions.

It is true that they will not take the initiative to attack the low-level undead. After all, these guys will not be slow to advance.

But after all, nobles have their own dignity, and they will never succumb to the undead who have not yet advanced.

As the low-level undead became more and more aggressive, the nobles finally couldn't bear it anymore. They walked to the forest formation without hesitation. After allowing themselves to recover, they rushed to the competition stage again to kill those who thought the nobles were trying to please them. The guy who steps on women, kills without hesitation.

These undead can be resurrected anyway.

The expressions of the Salal nobles were full of provocation, and their chins were raised high, as if they were asking these low-level undead, do they really dare to kill them?

In William's divine domain, their lives are absolutely guaranteed.

When the low-level undead and the nobles fought with real fire, dying and being injured at the same time, the high-level undead finally burst into laughter.

The rough voice made everyone on the competition stage stop in shock.

The scene was silent, with only the hearty laughter echoing.

"Ah! It's so late! We should go back!" The beautiful woman who received the rose still smiled brightly. He stretched out and twisted his body into a gorgeous curve.

However, the people nearby were motionless, their faces were livid, their bodies were stiff, and they were no longer interested in admiring the beauty.

He returned to his original voice and shouted boldly to his friends: "Let's go! This is the end of these bastards. They haven't even used half of the budget. They are really useless."

Before he finished speaking, magic light fell above his head. Among the low-level undead, some people had already broken through their rationality and attacked these people who were much stronger than themselves.

"Enemy attack!" Another beauty also pretended to shout in her strong manly voice, and also set off fireworks to call for help.

There was a guy who was standing far away and found that he was almost missed by the magic light. He quickly took two steps and rushed in.

"Damn it, it's a trap!" The low-level undead have already reacted.

The nobles, who reacted quickly, had already rolled and crawled into the woods.

So stupid, the only way out is serious injury.

Especially those who particularly like these ladies and hang out in front of them more than once.

Of course, these seriously injured nobles were all thrown into the woods before they fell to the ground.

"Hill, don't watch the fun. Activate the forest array, don't let them die." William's voice rang in Hill's ears.

Hill slowly flew down, quietly used Water Mist once, and then used Tide Dance Moon Welcome.

Then the branches of the giant tree moved, blocking all incoming attacks.

As for the nobles still lying on the ground, just lie down and wake up!

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