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Chapter 858: Difficulties, fighting mice in the antique pile(2/2)

Tang Shidao was stunned.

Think quietly.

It took a while.

Nodding slightly: "I just arrived and don't know much about this place yet. However, if I do it myself, I will 'resurrect' the enemy's corpses and let them fight against the enemy. In this way, at least the number of native races and mercenaries can be reduced

Sacrifice. This place is similar to the mortal world, and everything that can be used does not reject good or evil."

Ribayashi waited for the craftsman to nod, feeling no guilt at all.

As for the Puppet Master, any material is not a material...anything that can be used is called a material.

Little Moruo secretly sighed: This is the strategy expert of Mage Network. Although the time is short, he only came for a while, but he can think of a way immediately... Maybe others can think of it, but at least he didn't think of this. Resurrection

It is not easy to create golems, but that is something that craftsmen need to study, not something that warriors should worry about.

The conversation ends here.

The teams from all parties also almost understood the situation and started their own travels.

Except for war support.

The various craftsmen were mostly looking for a new kingdom of life to claim as their own. So they left behind a large force to join in the reinforcements, and a group of dozens of people set off to explore various different areas. That side of the battle front was too dangerous.

It will definitely not pass in the near future. Little Moro does not expect the craftsmen to participate in the war, but only hopes to borrow their technology to help the Kingdom of Life overcome the danger.

This is jointly linked.

If you win, it's a win-win, if you lose, it's a lose-lose... If you fail, the craftsmen will have no chance to find a new kingdom of life.

The wooden eagles take off.

at this time.

A group of special life demons slowly passed by in the sky... Cloud Whales.

A large and frail race.

The speed is still slow.

Hearing the low cry of the cloud whale, in the distance, the mountain giants woke up from their slumber one by one. Looking up, they also slowly raised their feet and left step by step in the direction away from the battlefield.

On the river beside the mountain, the masters of the rivers stood up one by one and walked backwards along the river, away from the battlefield.

On the contrary.

Countless tiny stone locusts and gerbils rush to the battlefield. It seems that there is their new granary.

"Little Moruo, let's set off. Send someone to keep an eye on these little things. Maybe they have something in common with the enemy." Tang Shidao gave a final signal. Little Moruo nodded, and immediately sent someone to intercept some stone locusts and gerbils.

There is no danger in this war.

The invaders turned the world upside down and were also a group of weaklings.

However, this is like fighting mice in a pile of antiques, and protection is more difficult... If the mice win, these living "antiques" will be finished.
Chapter completed!
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