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Chapter 005 This is the Rogue Camp

Chapter 005 This is Luo Ge Camp!!! (This chapter is free)

...It seems like it is just a step forward...

Yan Bing felt the pressure on his body tight and loose, and the feeling of being down-to-earth had already been heard, and at the same time, some strange changes seemed to occur in his body.

Is this the earth?

Yan Bing was not sure. With the torches lit beside him and the sky that had not yet been completely dark, he looked at the surrounding environment. At this moment, he was in a medium-sized wooden village of about a thousand square meters. The strategic low stone walls were distributed from the outside to the inside. There were pointed log fences nearly three meters high standing around the wooden village. Through the gaps of the logs, you could vaguely see the crowd patrolling outside.

He tried hard to open his eyes, and the clothes and dresses of the few people in his sight were something he had never seen before, even Bing Alan. This discovery made Yan Bingxin sank!

Could it be that you are wishful thinking? That portal does not lead to the earth at all?

The throbbing in his brain once again attracted Yan Bing's attention. He lowered his body and decided to check the physical changes caused when entering the portal. The experience of losing his body made him cherish what he now has more.

If Yan Bing hadn't noticed this subtle change in his body, he would have been unable to detect it, but his other identity, Bing Alan, was useless. After all, he was still a mage who specialized in practicing mental power, and had a different sensitivity to the elemental sensing in space than ordinary people.

Yan Bingyan examined the situation in his body with his feelings.

"Oh, my goodness!"

The result of the investigation made him almost curse. After only a while, Yan Bing discovered that the pitiful 250 magic power in his original body had actually turned into 25 points.

Note that the change here does not mean that there is still left, but that his magic maximum value has become 25.

It's really miserable now. 250 points is already inferior. What can you do at 25 points? It takes at least 70 points to summon a skeleton!

How did it become like this?

Seeing the magic value that suddenly shrank ten times, Yan Bing was in tears!

a long time……

Forget it, people should be content. Rebirth and traveling to another world are the greatest gifts given by God. Insatiable greed will be sent by God. Thanks to their always adaptable mind, Yan Bing has put aside his persistence after he figured out this.

Voices came from the direction of the bonfire in front. Yan Bing, anxious, could no longer care about so much. He decided to go forward and ask clearly. Until this moment, he was still lucky. Maybe this was a tribe on earth that maintained its nomadic habits.

The warrior in charge of the alert did not know whether it was careless or something else, so he ignored him, a stranger who came out of thin air, and let him come to the campfire without any obstacles.

Three groups of people were sitting in camp next to the ignited fire pit.

A group of middle-aged men in gorgeous furs and rings on both sides were headed by a middle-aged man in a gorgeous fur, holding a steaming tile cup in his hand, and were telling him something to his accomplices.

Several people in the north were dressed like Arabs on Earth. They were baking the furs of some unknown animals on their hands, and a strange smell filled the air.

The quietest group should be seven or eight fully armed soldiers on the west side. After getting closer, Yan Bing saw clearly that these soldiers were all women.

They were wearing short leather armor and half-length boots, and were equipped with bows and crossbows. They surrounded them and ate the food in their hands silently. I wonder if Yan Bing was too careful, but he felt a hint of sadness on these female warriors.

It seemed that everyone was not very interested. Yan Bing's approaching face did not change the atmosphere on the scene. The sky was completely dark. While walking, Yan Bing accidentally looked up at the sky.

At this glance, the scene at his eyes suddenly stopped his steps, and his enthusiasm for returning quickly faded.

In the center of the sky with stars above my head, a blood-red moon was shaking!

He rubbed his eyes incredibly, the black sky, the bright white stars, the red... the blood-red moon, yes, it's really a weird blood-red!

This is definitely not the earth!

Yan Bing swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and thus completely cut off the idea of ​​going home.

Fortunately, he has been hit hard these days, so he did not show any abnormality. He just kept his head up, but his emotions have slowly fallen to the bottom.

"Hello……"

I don’t know how long it took, but the greeting came.

Yan Bing looked in the sound, and the one among the Arabs (let's call them that for now) came to him at some point.

This is a very popular Western hole. He wears a headscarf, a blue tile top, and his huge fleshy nose is eye-catching.

"Stranger! I'm glad to see you. My name is Varif, and welcome you to Camp Roger! Where are you from? Where are your companions?"

Yan Bing was surprised that the man who claimed to be Varif actually spoke fluent Mandarin.

Although I know it is impossible for me to be of the same race, I feel very intimate.

The two names of Roger Camp? Varif? flashed through Yan Bing's mind, as if they had thought of something, but they were soon rejected by him.

"Hello! My name is Yan Bing. I am from the East and have no companions..."

Hearing Yan Bing's answer, Varif opened his mouth wide. Obviously, the answer was far beyond his expectations, which led to his use of honorifics in the subsequent conversation.

"East!!! No companions! Do you mean coming from the East alone?"

"Oh, yes, yes!" The excitement in Varif's tone made Yan Bing, who was in a strange environment, alerted him.

"Forgive me, I'm willing to take the liberty. I'm asking..." Varif asked excitedly.

"Profession?Profession...I am a necromancer!" Yan Bing told Bing Alan's original profession. In order to win the trust of the other party, he even gathered a dark blue dark element in his hands.

Varif's whole body shook, and an incredible light shot out from his turbid eyes.

He looked at the elemental group in Yan Bing's hand with joy, turned around and shouted wildly to the group of people beside the fire, "Hey, guys, the Eastern Mercenary Union did not give up on us!!! Finally, another adventurer came over, this gentleman is a powerful necromancer!"

With his shout, the quiet camp suddenly became turbulent!

In a short while, Yan Bing was surrounded by people rushing over after hearing this, including the group of female soldiers. Yan Bing didn't know why his answer made everyone so excited, but when he saw everyone turning their scorching eyes to him, he knew that the whole thing was going on!

At this time, a female soldier stood up.

"Hello, dear necromancer! Welcome to this glorious shed!

Please forgive us for being excited. Since the fall of Tristrime and the gates of the East were occupied by the dark minions of Diablo, we have almost cut off contact with the East. Your arrival has allowed us to see the dawn of hope again. I believe that everyone in the camp will be happy to listen to your experience along the way…”

When Yan Bing's thinking said the words "Diablo" from her mouth, the "boom" suddenly exploded, so she had no reaction to her subsequent words at all.

"Camp Roger, Varif, Tristram, Diablo..." Yan Bing murmured to himself, and the information he heard slowly gathered up. He found that his encounter on this day was even more magical than the previous decades combined.

"Oh! Oh my God! I actually entered the world of Diablo!!!

...

"E, Master, Master..."

"Ah~ I'm listening..."

"You should follow me to see the leader of the camp first. She will definitely be very happy to know that you are coming..."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Bing asked nervously, "Is it Sister Akara?"

"Yes, Sister Akara is the only remaining high priest in our church, and the greatest priest!"

Now, Yan Bing could finally believe that what he had stepped in before was indeed raging the three demons of hatred, fear, and destruction.

——Dark World!
Chapter completed!
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