Nora didn't know that she had been stamped with a magic mark, nor did she know that she had introduced a team from the Kingdom of Karen to the place where the tribe lived in seclusion. She just wanted to escape from the camp quickly and go back to see her mother and elder.

She walked through the forest with her hands and feet all night. Her eyes that could see at night allowed Nora to clearly identify the surrounding scenery. After the sunrise, the tired Nora finally entered the territory of the tribe.

It is said to be a territory, but in fact it is just a temporary shelter after countless migrations. The "territory" that is indistinguishable from the surrounding woodlands does not have any artificial buildings. If it weren't for the "tents" weaving leaves on the surrounding woods to block the rain, no one would think that there are people living here.

In fact, more than 200 people of Nora's tribe live in this forest area with a radius of only 300 meters.

After Nora entered the woodland, she could see many tribesmen turning their heads to look at her, with their eyes mostly numb and calm. No one here had eaten a full meal, and the long-term hunger made almost everyone look skinny. Some people even started to lose their teeth due to malnutrition at the age of 40. Their clothes were torn and mostly chose to use animal skins to cover the rain.

"Nora is back? Have you found food?"

Nora, who finally saw her mother, breathed a sigh of relief, but facing her question, Nora could only shake her head and answer: "I'm sorry, mom, I'm busy rushing back and couldn't find food."

Their language is different from common language, but if you carefully identify it, some syllables actually have similarities, which are obviously the product of the evolution of the region after a long period of isolation. However, Nora and most people have never been in contact with "humans" since their birth, so they do not know the difference here.

"Oh...so..."

Nora felt distressed by her mother's dim eyes. She had a younger brother before, but since her younger brother was born, the living conditions of the ethnic group have become worse and worse. In the past three years, she has only had few times to eat meat. Last year, she finally died because she could not survive the winter. This has a great blow to her mother. She was less than 40 years old, but her face was as haggard as if she had grown old.

Nora couldn't help but think of the hot bowl of broth. If I could have eaten such food, I'm afraid he would have survived...

They were unable to settle down and had forgotten how to farm. Most people could only rely on sour wild fruits and mushrooms to satisfy their hunger. The hunting team in the clan was still quite strong before, but in recent years they often went but failed, and now they have been reduced to their limits. Nora believes that if a few adult men who can hunt died, the remaining elderly, weak, women and children in the entire clan completely lost hope of living.

But how to change this situation?

She didn't know, maybe only the elders knew.

Thinking of her experience of escaping from death, she hurried to the central location of the clan's resident to look for the "elder". The so-called "elder" actually lives in the "tent" on the tree. There is no strict hierarchy here. After climbing up the trunk, Nora reported her name outside the "tent". After receiving the response, she arched her waist and crawled in.

The elder is named Luther, and his appearance is quite different from other tribesmen. The biggest difference is that the elder does not have that tail, but there are a few more pairs of horns on the top of his head and a taller figure.

There are still some people in the clan who have no tails like elders, but many of them can't survive the winter because they are too old. The elders are the youngest among them, but they are still in their nineties today. The gray hair and loose skin all illustrate the fact that he is getting older.

"Nora, what's the matter?"

Elder Luther slowly opened his eyes. He spent most of his time closing his eyes to rest. He would only come out to preside over the assignment of prey when the hunting team returned.

Nora dared not hesitate and honestly told her experience, but after she finished speaking, she felt that the elder's expression was a little solemn...

"Elder?"

"Now let everyone know, we're ready to transfer."

"Uh, elder, why-"

"Go now!"

Elder Luther's face turned gloomy. After Tasman was in exile for so many years, this method of deliberately letting go after it was not uncommon. If a qualified hunter was definitely not rashly returning to the tribe, but now the hunter is insufficient, so he can only draw these young generations with sufficient physical fitness to supplement it to the front line. Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, he met a guy who should not be provoked...

He knew the relationship between the Tasman undead and the "Lamb", so he also understood that the guy who knew "spells" could not afford to offend him. For the sake of the present, he could only escape here quickly...

"Maybe...can't escape any more?"

He knew that the age, weak, women and children were not qualified to fight for anyone with just two hundred numbers, but when he remembered the reason why he had become like this from a human being, he couldn't help but think about the choice that he had been hesitating in his heart for a long time...

But the screams suddenly came, but he was stunned.

"ah--"

He jumped out of the tent suddenly and found that there were suddenly silhouettes rushing in around the woodland!

The cold sweat that had not been seen for many years almost instantly made his back soaked, and the increasing rain made his hands and feet cold. Nora, who had just walked out of the tent, was also stunned. She watched a group of tall and strong men in armor appear as if they were from a nightmare, and rushed into the camp, causing a scream...

The hunting team was on their way out at this time, and those who stayed here had basically no combat power. Apart from elder Luther and five or six older generation hunters, only young women of Nora's level were left.

When facing the barbarian soldiers who were two meters tall, they were basically pulled off the tree without any time to resist. Their instinctive resistance fell on the armor, and had no other effect except for the noise of "ding Ding Dangdang".

The sound of horse hooves on the other side of the camp made the elder Luther die and escape. Even if he could escape ten or twenty, he would sooner or later die in the jungle full of dangers. What is the difference between this and not escaping?

Over the years, hiding from all over the world, and seeing that he was about to die here today, Luther couldn't help but have the idea of ​​"trying to the death" - he roared, and his originally loose and thin body suddenly expanded under the influence of some force, and his body grew rapidly from 1.8 meters to about 2.5 meters.

"Demonize!"

The three pairs of horns on his head also expanded outward by more than ten centimeters. The steel-like muscles and the bone plate armor on his shoulders made him extremely amazing. The nails on his hands were half a meter long. At first glance, he looked like a row of sharp sickles!

This was the first time Nora saw the elder taking full advantage. This powerful look made her stunned, and she suddenly felt a sense of confidence that "the enemy is dead."

Luther was indeed strong. He rushed towards Elvin, the tallest among the barbarian soldiers. He hit the shield with a "bang" blow. The second and third blows hit Elvin's bra. After the "bang bang" sound, the huge Ervin was actually knocked out and rolled several times before he got up in a dirt...

"Bah! If the boss didn't let him kill someone, damn..."

His words of cursing were spoken by the barbarians, and Luther could not understand them at all, so the elder continued to lead the five or six old hunters who had also transformed into rushing towards the barbarian soldiers' fronts - but without taking a few steps, the arrows that came one after another flew in front of them.

The sound of arrows tearing the air made Nora's legs a little weak. She realized that she had caused disaster to the entire clan, but the current situation was nowhere to be restored. She wanted to escape, but after taking two steps, she was blocked by the pointed-eared elf who had been chasing her before...

"I've fought with you!"

She wanted to resist hysterically, but facing Nata's skilled joint skills, she failed to train her three moves and was directly pressed to the ground to subdue. Desperate Nora tried to look up at the elder Luther, but only saw his last resistance when he was still fighting.

In fact, this is not a "fight" at all. Roddy's "force field impact arrow" casts energy and directly knocks out several elders who have transformed into demons. Before they can get up, Malena's "Binding of Wind" will tie up all the guys in his vision who are trying to escape or resist...

This kind of existence without equipment, magic, and no force, is basically not very different from the Scarecrow in Melinthra's eyes. The ten undead mages even used arcane to trap the guys who ran away in all directions. Among them, only Akasha walked on the battlefield with elegant movements, occasionally raising her hand to cast spells, but was treating the "sparagus" who were too seriously injured.

After all, Roddy ordered that people should not die as much as possible. Sometimes barbarian soldiers are prone to accidental casualties if they can't stop.

In less than ten minutes, there were only sobs and moans left in the entire battle. Luther's forehead was bleeding, and his body had returned to his original thin appearance. He was panting and was kneeling on the ground by Elvin, his spirit was more depressed than before.

What will be welcomed by yourself? Detaining? Killing directly? Or transforming into an undead?

Who is this person in front of you? Humans? But do humans know magic? Or are they all undead?

He didn't know the answer in his mind. The only thing he knew was that he and his tribesmen could not escape death in the end, and the grief and anger in his heart could not be concealed. But when the figure with a momentum with a short bow on his back walked up to him, he saw the other person staring at his head and staring at him for a long time.

Just as he was puzzled by the other party's intentions, the cold gaze had moved to his face:

"Are you the leader? Tell me...how were you infected?"

Roddy frowned and asked this sentence, then realized the language problem and asked more: "Do you understand what I said?"

After the words came to an end, the elder Luther trembled like a sieve.

Tasman's humans and undead both use Bolinga. Although Luther has been away from human society for decades, this common word with a slightly strange accent can be recognized - and what excited him is not Roddy's accent, but the information in the other party's words...

"How do you know about 'infection'?"

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Chapter completed!