Chapter 1020 Level Up
Fang Heng was happy that no one was disturbing him and continued to concentrate on setting up the magic circle.
A peaceful cooperation between both parties.
Soon, the mercenary group's offensive gradually slowed down.
They encountered a very embarrassing situation.
There are not enough arrows.
The mercenary group received Kuno’s urgent request for help and hurried over. They didn’t carry many arrows with them.
Ma Xiaowan immediately sent someone to the camp to deliver arrows.
Lack of weapons, the mercenary group needs some repairs.
While waiting for logistical supplies, more and more people discovered something strange about Fang Heng.
In the center of a large group of dragon mosquito corpses, a masked man in black robes was obsessed with drawing an evil and strange magic circle.
From time to time, zombies would drag corpses over and dump them next to Fang Heng.
The air is filled with a fishy smell of blood.
Unconsciously, the leaders of several other mercenary groups also gathered around Ma Xiaowan.
Everyone looked at Fang Heng with worries and uneasiness on their faces.
"Captain Ma, those two people..."
"Yes."
Ma Xiaowan nodded, "The necromancer has a weird nature and has always dealt with corpses. The trophy corpses are left to them for disposal. It doesn’t matter, the Tianli Mercenary Group cooperates closely with various chambers of commerce, and the commission rewards after returning will not be unfair to everyone.”
“Captain Ma, you misunderstood,” Chike Mercenary Group. The leader of the group, Wei Yu, looked at Fang Heng and the two with fear in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "We are not worried about those dragon mosquito corpses. Those corpses are not very valuable, so we just gave them to them. We just felt that, well... they Their behavior is too weird."
"Well, the research of the necromancer is weird. We should not be enemies with them. Don't disturb them. Just send someone to keep an eye on them."
Wei Yu nodded and said: "I'll send someone to keep an eye on him. It's best if everyone can cooperate with each other. If there is any change, we can give feedback immediately."
"Okay, I'll trouble you."< br>
While everyone was discussing, their brows suddenly furrowed and they all turned their heads to stare in the direction of Fang Heng.
They saw another strange scene.
The ground around Fang Heng’s feet surged.
Blue-white palms poked out of the soil.
That is...
The expressions of the mercenary group became more and more solemn.
Zombies one after another struggled to crawl out of the ground, making undead wails.
In just a few moments, hundreds more zombies crawled out around Fang Heng!
[Tip: The player has met the conditions for level promotion. The player level has been raised to LV: 26. Due to the player's talent skills, the player has obtained an additional 176 zombie clones].
[Tip: The player’s current number of zombie clones: 1054].
[Tip: Upgrading the player character level in the next stage requires 2000 first-level alienation crystals].
Finally! !
The character level has been raised to level 26, and the number of Fang Heng’s zombie clones finally exceeded the 1,000 mark!
An epic victory!
Good!
Fang Heng, who was setting up the altar of blood, felt excited.
These zombies are all hard workers!
Fang Heng immediately issued instructions through the game log and controlled the zombie clones to move towards the other side of the river to continue carrying the corpses.
But he continued to lower his head and concentrated on arranging the blood altar.
More and more blood is obtained from dragon mosquito corpses. If we don’t build it quickly, it will be wasted!
On the other side, everyone in the mercenary group fell into deathly silence.
The terrifying necromancer.
Can still continue to summon this kind of zombie life form that is not afraid of death at all.
According to legend, the evil necromancer can even summon mountains of corpses and seas of bones.
They didn't believe it at first, thinking that these were just exaggerated rumors.
After meeting Fang Heng, they started to believe it.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Just as she was wondering, Ma Xiaowan saw Fang Heng suddenly raise his head and turned to look at them.
Everyone in the mercenary group looked away as if there was something wrong in their minds.
They were extremely afraid of Fang Heng.
Fang Heng and Mo Jiawei muttered a few words in a low voice and then walked towards the mercenary group.
Walking to the crowd, Fang Heng bowed slightly to the mercenary group and said politely: "Captain Ma, is everything going well?"
The smile on Ma Xiaowan's face A little stiffly, "Thank you for your assistance. Everything went very smoothly. According to our agreement, after the commissioned task is successfully completed, the Chamber of Commerce will give you two corresponding commission rewards. I believe you will be satisfied."
"Thank you so much."
Fang Heng showed a satisfied smile under his mask, continued to nod, and asked: "In addition, I have some personal matters that I would like to use the team's help for. Of course, it is not free, and the reward can be from Deducted from my commission reward"
" Mr. Fang. You don’t have to be so polite, we have a very happy cooperation, and we will try our best to help you if you can.”
“Well, I would like to borrow some carts,”
Fang Heng said. He pointed to the cart being unloaded not far away and said, "Is that okay?"
Ma Xiaowan looked back.
Not far away, the logistics team of the mercenary group had just used carts to transport a large number of arrows. Before they could completely unload the goods, people from various mercenary groups surrounded them and frantically divided up the supplies.
"This..."
Ma Xiaowan hesitated slightly and nodded: "We still need a large number of carts to transport arrows to and from the camp, so we may not be able to lend too many."
“That’s it.”
Fang Heng looked at the cart behind him, took a step back and said, "Are there any nails? And a rope?"
"Huh?"
Ma Xiaowan was struck by Fang Heng's out-of-the-box thinking. I was shocked when I made a mistake.
“Nail? Is that the kind of nail I understand?”
“Yes, that’s the kind of nail.”
Ma Xiaowan became even more suspicious and frowned: "When the camp was built before, there were still a lot of nails left in the camp. They were temporarily stored in the warehouse. However, we didn't bring them with us. If you need them, you can go to the warehouse to pick them up. Do you need them now?"
"Yes, it's urgent. I would like to borrow two carts to transport some nails and ropes."
Fang Heng He winked at Mo Jiawei beside him, who immediately reacted and nodded: "Well, I'll follow you back to get it. It's best to lend it to a few more of us."
"Okay, Okay."
Ma Xiaowan doesn't know what these two evil necromancers are going to do, but if they just need two carts and nails and ropes...
It doesn't seem like a big deal.
With the intention of not antagonizing the Necromancer, Ma Xiaowan nodded in agreement.
"I'll take you there."
Soon, Mo Jiawei followed the mercenary team back to get the nails and rope.
Fang Heng continued to stay in place to build the altar.
More and more dragon mosquito corpses were piling up around them.
It only took 15 minutes to go back and forth to the camp to transport supplies. Mo Jiawei quickly returned with several mercenary regiment logistics personnel carrying carts.
The cart was filled with several large boxes filled with nails and ropes.
At this time, the major mercenary groups were still using bows and arrows to continuously fire at the dragon mosquitoes on the other side of the river bank.
There are already piles of dragon mosquito corpses on the other side. (End of chapter)