Vanessa is very clear about her flames and has a lot of ideas in her heart. She has done experiments in private. Even if a weapon of ordinary level is only accompanied by a thin layer of flames, she will only last for half a day under normal conditions. After half a day, the user will find, "Huh? Why has my forty-meter-long knife become shorter?"

Everyone is an ashes messenger, but it can only be a good wish. Just find a weapon, and some flames are an ashes messenger? That magical weapon is too valuable. Her words are just to cheer up the militias.

But Vanessa was also kind-hearted, and she believed that flames could help the militia overcome their fear of the undead.

She investigated the history of Yese Town. It was a town with a very long history. It was famous for making wine in its early years. At that time, Yese Town was called Sunshine Town, and large areas of grapes were planted outside the town.

In other words, these guys are richer than poorer than others, and Sentinel Ridge converted from the sentry tower is richer.

People are the most precious, and there is the most appropriate way to ensure their own safety, the price is only to pay some money. She believes that the young men and girls who watch the night watch will make the right choice.

After they kill the undead, they can also come to the Crow Ridge Qualifier to exchange equipment, arm themselves, and then kill more undeads and exchange for better equipment! What a good virtuous cycle!

There is a saying that she always thinks it makes sense.

The firewood will be cool naturally!

Only when a person spends all his salary and calms down completely can he concentrate on his work!

Data shows that in this state, both study and work are the most efficient! It is reflected in the Azeroth world. The mages will only study the casting of materials without money, and the warriors will only practice swordsmanship if they have no money to drink. Vanessa herself is a negative example. She now doesn’t even think about the Elf Word and the Moon God Scythe, and she is dedicated to helping everyone solve logistics problems!

Of course, she didn't think she was greedy. She just felt that there were too many bigwigs in the Azeroth world and she needed to harvest a sense of accomplishment in the field she was good at, otherwise she would easily be mentally unbalanced. This is also an alternative druid balance method, right?

"How long can a weapon last?" Miss Commander was a little worried. Even when she saw the mountains of weapons piled up on Vanessa's cart, she was still worried!

"As you should also know, the one that drives the undead's action is the soul fire. The soul fire is the dark blue flame, which is usually hidden in the skull of the undead. My flame is the nemesis of this soul fire. When two completely opposite energies touch, the Gaodefury Gordon effect will be produced as the mages often call it." Vanessa was fooled by clouds and mountains. There are real or false things in it, and it is just that bullying the other party is a melee battle.

The commander sister really didn't understand her effect, and she didn't understand it, but the flame in the undead's head was a weakness. After understanding this, she realized that she had gained a lot. She even nodded.

"Well, I understand, can I keep your account if the weapon is damaged? No one of my people brings any money?"

Vanessa smiled brightly: "Of course, I am a friend of the Night Watch, and I have always been."

Next, Commander Altaya began to dispatch people to seize the dead.

Many of the undead in the north are warriors and adults. After they were resurrected from the dead, they used a fantasy saying that they were very resentful and cruel. The undead in the Twilight Forest was more of the dead corpses in the Crow Ridge cemetery. These "people" have been dead for many years, and their bodies have rotted. Not only are they slow to move, but they have very slow reactions.

The militia is definitely not as capable as the regular army. However, with the enchantment of flames, it is not difficult to deal with a group of undead who walk ten meters away in three minutes.

"How long can this fire last?" Realizing that Miss Struy from Sentinel Ridge was a superman, Miss Night Watch Commander was polite again.

Vanessa looked at the fire and calculated secretly: "Don't worry, my subordinates are very good at cutting trees. With the support of a large number of trees, it will be fine to persist for three days."

Unlike the western wilderness where birds do not shit and chickens do not lay eggs, the Twilight Forest is at least a forest with trees everywhere.

There are a lot of crooked trees, and occasionally two crows build nests on them, screaming twice. The whole environment looks extremely gloomy, and now it is all cut as firewood.

Miss Altaya felt that someone had been calling on everyone to cut and chop, burn and burn. This idea was a bit strange, but she had no better suggestions.

There are so many trees in the forest. Since you like it, just cut it down!

The accumulation of negative energy causes the hearts of many trees to rot and be damaged by insects inside. A few axes can cut down a tree, which is very fast. However, the tree does not burn enough and has a lot of residue, so more trees need to be cut down.

The militias at Sentinel Ridge were divided into three parts, leaving 100 people to continue building strongholds, more than 100 people went to cut down trees, and the remaining 100 people gathered in the night watchmen, with a total of more than 300 militias slowly advancing northward.

The firelight decorates the land that has long been shrouded in darkness. Every rapid light flash means that a dead creature has been killed.

The Night Watchman has rich combat experience, and the Brotherhood thieves are slow to fight this group of undead, who are scattered and scattered. Only the newly recruited militia from Sentinel Ridge are somewhat hesitant, but in a group of three, they can cheer each other up and muster up the courage to stab the weapons into the undead's body.

The cemetery in Crow Ridge is very large, and Vanessa is worried that the people on her side will fall out, so she asked the old doctor Gorus to follow them, while she is in the back.

She is very busy preparing the highest level of trading goods.

During the Wine Festival, she gave the goblin Gazrove a goblin Gazrove a goblin and a Kodo beast in the Wine Festival. The other party has to say that he was indeed a generous goblin. Gazrove gave her two goblin tricycles back.

The goats and Kodo beasts she sent were not very expensive. Anyone who has organized the event knows that the prizes left in this large-scale event are generally a bit incomplete, and they are all leftovers.

And Gazrove is also a goblin after all, and the tricycle he gave back is also technically malfunctioning.

While the undead were killing the north of Crow Ridge, Vanessa was taking the craftsman from the Brotherhood to repair the tricycle. She thought it would be a good story if the car was repaired and sold to the night watchman.

As a druid, communicating with animals is instinct, and riding a horse in the forest is no difficulty for her. However, if the horsemanship is not up to standard, ordinary people are seeking death when riding a horse in a forest with particularly low visibility!
Chapter completed!