Facing this densely packed strange enemy.

Barna had already decided to give up.

Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about having no firewood!

Leaving Platir behind, he went back to report to the Lord. The two of them divided the work and cooperated perfectly.

With a decision in his mind, Barna glanced at Platir who was hiding under the carriage and sneered.

The wind is blowing!

"Whoa!" He raised his hand, and the snake-headed staff emitted a bright green light, and then a large number of undead appeared around him, completely surrounding him.

Then, Barna shrunk again, and the players could no longer see him at all.

"Super! This old guy wants to run away!"

"Don't let him run away. The soldier thrusts in. Can you do it, little dog?"

"Don't throw away my snake-headed staff!"

Barna's intention was too obvious. He had been ordering the undead warriors to attack the surroundings before, but now he suddenly summoned a group of undead to gather together to form a wall of bones. It was obvious that he wanted to escape.

Under the cover of the skeleton warrior, Barna took out a diaper from his soaked crotch... No, he took out a soaked teleportation scroll, a single-player version.

When turning on teleportation, it cannot be interfered by external factors or bumped into.

So Barna only had one chance, and he cherished it very much.

The fire magic was thrown at the bone wall surrounded by the skeleton warriors for free, and it soon became unbearable. Barna also knew it in his heart. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out almost all the magic power in his body. He used the snake-headed staff.

A green light emitted, the existence collapsed, and the skeleton warrior who had just fallen stood up again.

"Hold on!"

Barna was overjoyed, and just as he was about to tear open the pulp-covered teleportation scroll, he saw a mysterious enemy wearing a pig mask slide a shovel from the skeleton warrior's crotch.

"Eat my invincible whirlwind king's sliding shovel!"

The pig-faced warrior roared wildly and rushed towards Barna with a dagger in his mouth.

At this moment, the space surrounded by skeleton warriors was less than one meter. Barna had no room to move around, and he was thrown to the ground by the players in a hurry.

"I caught you!" The player laughed ferociously, took out the dagger in his mouth and stabbed Barna in the leg.

"Ouch!" Barna cried out in pain, his eyes wide open. He was over eighty years old, how could he survive such torture?

However, the player didn't intend to let him go at all, so he grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Where's the snake-head staff? Hand it over!"

He had been staring at that equipment for a long time, and now he was the first one to rush in.

Since the items dropped by an NPC after death are not certain, many good items cannot be recovered from the body, so players have long developed a habit of either designing and getting something they like from an NPC, or simply grabbing it.

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Barna was still struggling to touch the pulp scroll hanging on his waist.

When the player saw this scene, he raised his knife and chopped off Barna's right hand.

Barna:(??_??)

A mage without blue is worse than a goblin.

Barna's painful lips trembled. He no longer resisted. Even if he wanted to teleport away, he couldn't. Is it easy for him?

What about the snake-headed staff? Where does he still have the snake-headed staff? The snake-headed staff has been overloaded with magic power and collapsed.

"No, I don't have... no snake-headed staff."

"No snake-head staff?" The player glared and slapped Barna in the face.

"You are so damn fart! Hand over the snake-headed staff!"

He has already inquired about it. This snake-headed staff is at least a master-level weapon. As long as it is obtained, it can be sold for seven to eight thousand, and because the snake-headed staff has its own special effects, this price may not be the limit.

Seven or eight thousand!

That's the amount of money he can earn by moving bricks on a construction site for a month.

Now he can earn seven or eight thousand in a day, and it is right before his eyes. How can he not be crazy about it?!

"I really didn't..." Barna was almost suffocating, and only his trembling hands proved that he was still making the final struggle.

In a daze, he seemed to see Wu Doren running towards him.

Those cold eyes looked particularly dazzling at this moment, and everything around him seemed to slow down. Barna watched his skeleton warriors fall one by one; he watched the group of pig-faced enemies swarm in front of him.

;Seeing that he was not doing anything, he rushed into the encirclement like a wind blowing through the hall!

He saw Bu Luren reaching towards him, and the long spear blocked everyone.

Barna knew that he was here to save him!

This young man, whom he had known for less than a day, actually broke through all kinds of obstacles and risked a narrow escape to save him!

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh~(??_??)

Although he no longer has any concept of human emotion, Barna was indeed very moved at this moment.

"Sir, give me your hand!" He offered a helping hand to Barna without any hesitation.

His eyes were steady, with only Barna's old face in his pupils.

"Who are you!" The player who came in with a sliding shovel reacted the fastest and forced himself to the side who was not doing anything.

He glanced at the player and saw that he had a fierce look and a ruthless energy about him.

However, he is still a third-test player with a low level.

That means that the temperament of this player must be related to the real profession.

He also heard just now that this player wanted the Snake Head Staff.

As a warrior, if you want the Snake Head Staff just to make money, then that's easy to do.

He privately chatted with the player without doing anything personal:

[Brother, I am on a hidden mission. I want to rescue this Barna, and then use him as an informant to become an undercover agent. The snake-headed staff is gone. I will directly transfer 10,000 yuan to you, and I will leave him if you let me.]

The big boss of the first beta test, who doesn't know how to deal with players, is already somewhat lacking in confidence.

Now that the steps have been set up, and he is looking kind and calm even when he is not doing anything, plus the "Notice that Lan has paid 10,000 yuan" sounds, what else does he have to hesitate?

"Oops!" The player screamed, "My heart hurts so much. I, I had a myocardial infarction... uh! I'm dead!"

Not doing human things: “(??_???)”

Barna: “(??_????)”

In the somewhat confused gazes of the two people, they saw the pig-faced warrior kicking his legs and falling to the ground with a bang.

Is this solved?

Barna always felt that something was not right, but he had no time to think about it anymore.

Because he was innocent, he took his hand, put his strong arms into his arms, and took him to gallop in the cold wind at midnight!

Barna looked up at the indifferent face, staring into the pair of dark eyes that were looking firmly forward.

The wind is noisy in my ears~
Chapter completed!