Chapter 1535

Among them, the dark son of other forces also thought of a problem. All the nationalities in the wasteland were broken down.

In front of these heavily armed giants, it's like facing the heavily armed giants of ancient times. None of them can fight.

Perhaps only the most populous orcs can organize a regular army to suppress these terrible giants, but those who have personally tried the metamorphosis of these giants' armor and the terror of their strength are also very suspicious of this.

Although orcs are also famous for their fierce brute force, they can at least resist it. No matter how powerful your martial arts and shields are, the weapons wielded by these giants are just like paper.

"Eh, grade five?"

Lin Feng looked at crow and saw the strength level of this guy at a glance. There was a trace of interest in his eyes. He looked up and down.

"Make him an undead." This is for anubak.

The devil's mood is very good, sending out the eyes of red awn son to turn to come over, locked crow.

Crow froze, energy crazy operation, full alert, "obediently become the undead, or be swallowed by the devil, you choose."

The giant's light words made crow's face change sharply, while anubak's magic was taking shape.

He suddenly let go of all the precautions, a note of reincarnation of the dead on the body, crow's whole body instantly turned into iron gray, life began to wither rapidly, at the same time into another form of life structure.

A level 5 professional has enough physical energy and is at least a black knight after reincarnation. In particular, he was able to jump around and give up resistance, and the effect was the best.

Change is happening at the speed of physical visibility. All the rebels are staring at this scene. At the same time, some people are looking at this new giant.

Since Mel was obedient to a giant and didn't see any orcs at the scene, he could explain a lot.

It's impossible for an orc tribe to conquer such powerful giants. On the contrary, it's much easier for giants to conquer those orcs.

But this is totally inconsistent with their three outlooks. For a long time, these giants have not been the prey of all ethnic groups, and have long lost their ancient glory.

Now a giant has conquered the orcs, the overlord of the wasteland. It's not reliable. However, the fact is right in front of us. Look at the equipment and vigorous skills of these giants, they are all standardized.

"I'd like to be an undead, too!" One of the injured guys jumped out and yelled, he was wiped by the mace, and several bones were broken. In this case, it is basically impossible to live.

Lin Feng glanced at him. "It's too weak. You'd better die."

This man's face turned white, and his face was both shy and angry. He was just a second-class professional, but he was also in the middle of the group.

"I will not let you go as a ghost ~"

As soon as his voice fell, he was engulfed by anubak's big mouth. He pushed his legs and then disappeared.

The traitors were scared to death, but they backed out for a few steps. Looking at the demons who suddenly appeared in front of them, they felt a sense of sorrow in their hearts. Most of them were also in this level of strength.

There are only less than ten people who can reach the third level. Most of the other people are at the second level. Unexpectedly, they don't even have the qualification to become the undead.

It's so bullying. Those necromancers went to the graveyard to steal corpses and bones. They are a fresh class II professional, and they are still willing.

"No, I would like to, I would like to be a dead man. A dead man like me is at least an elite soldier and has the potential to upgrade!" Another rebellious search team member jumped out. He obviously knew this knowledge, so hard to sell himself, of course, because the reincarnation of the dead can retain the memory of his life.

At least you are still alive, even if you are just the lowest soldier of the dead. If you swallow it up by the devil, you will be dead. Even the gods can't find any residue.

"Oh Lin Feng turned his head and looked at anubak, "is that so?"

Anubak saw the tendency of food flying away again, but he couldn't ignore it. All he could do was hum and hum: "in addition to his mental ability, he was a waste."

"You have a mind? That's fine! " Lin Feng became more and more addicted to the new form of slaves, the undead. He didn't have to eat or consume. He didn't have to be lazy in his work. Is there a better labor force.

And the next plan, there may be a place to use them, after all, a lot of things are not convenient to come out.

"Transform them all!"

Lin Feng directly threw a sentence to the devil, and then the rebel group immediately like fried pot, when it comes to the end, many people can't help but have some regrets.

It's not a good thing to be a necromancer. It's just like a machine, and then it's over.

The better, can get rid of the body, become a ghost, or other higher undead, have the hope to continue to live.

However, they doubt whether they have this opportunity, because they are totally ignorant of this knowledge, and all the knowledge and rumors are hearsay. If a low-level undead wants to evolve, it is much more difficult than normal cultivation and promotion, because ordinary people have a normal social structure, and various systems and channels can obtain more resources. They only need to do things in the field they are good at, and then they can get rewards and turn them into cultivation resources. As for the dead, they are either wild mountain ghosts or underground mausoleums. They don't even have a normal social structure, and they have a master on their head. The chance of becoming a high-level dead is so small that people are desperate. " I don't want to be an undead. I'd rather die than be trapped in a body and suffer all kinds of torture. I can't even control my will. " A bearded man sprang out and exclaimed When he said the next sentence, those rebels who want to turn into undead and have the idea that it's better to live than to die were immediately worried. They were afraid that this guy, like crow, pretended to incite people to die with him for the sake of justice. Especially, they were afraid of this kind of thing, so as soon as they heard someone jumping out again and shouting with dignity, a pile of weapons fell down behind them. This guy was directly hit on the ground, and his back was full of blood. He turned over in disbelief, looked at his companions behind him, and pointed his hand at them, "you? How about you If you don't want to die, don't pretend to be a saint. " A traitor with a hammer spat.