Narcissa looked at Robb in astonishment. Although she was embarrassed to say it, her expression still made the subtext clear: Are you crazy! ? Yes, Robb's killing of Madlar was quite amazing. But Narcissa is not a silly girl who turns into a little fangirl when she sees someone powerful, and is mysteriously confident in him, saying that everything she says is right. She can still weigh the pros and cons and analyze the current situation. As for the dozens of soldiers in her hands now, they seem to be calm, but their morale is too low. They don't think they can do it just because Robb can fight. That's two different things. The key is that Robb had said before that the latest intelligence detected by the crows showed that the Scarlet Wish gang was also very cruel. When they saw that the situation was not right, they didn't leave any survivors and sacrificed all her captured subordinates. This means at least two things. First, after the sacrifice, they can probably come up with a sharp trick. Second, if she led her men back to kill them, she would see the cruel scene of her subordinates being slaughtered. She knew that demon sacrifice was never a simple killing, but the more miserable the better, because one of the main points of sacrifice was negative emotions. These people, who already had morale problems, finally escaped from the trap of the magic cave. The scene of them being trapped before might become a nightmare for some people for the rest of their lives. Now they are going back to see the cruel scene. Is this because they are afraid that these people's will will not collapse?
Robo curled his lips and said, "Okay, I was too excited to kill and failed to consider your state. I apologize." "Sir, you are too kind." Narcissa hurriedly responded respectfully. As a result, Robo said, "Alas, it is wrong, and I should apologize. Besides, I didn't say I was going to change it." "..." "You can stay or go as you like. I'll go and see if I can strike while the iron is hot." Robo is so bloodthirsty, mainly because of the greed and obsessive-compulsive disorder of the fourth disaster. Four blood thorns, two upgraded, the other two not, this is asymmetric, all upgraded to wild guards, we also have four great kings, named the four brothers of the demon family, how cool. If I miss today, I will upgrade another day, and it will not be in the same batch, and it will not be complete if I upgrade other messy advanced professions. ♦♦ ♦♦ Besides, what a good opportunity to dig a nest, if I don’t take the opportunity to dig one, can I live up to the name of a traverser? It’s not the privilege of a traverser to ride the wind and waves, because the luck is good enough, it’s not easy to die in the waves... In short, he found enough reasons to convince himself. He left in a hurry with the four blood thorns. Even on the way, he was thinking about whether to give birth to two more blood thorns. After all, it was a good deal to upgrade from level 14 to level 15. As for upgrading again, the cost-effectiveness is not high, so there is no need to rush to upgrade. This is called reasonable use of experience points. Six level 15 is even more cost-effective than four level 16. But in the end, he still held back. If the momentum is too strong, the fate will inevitably end early. This statement, from a certain perspective, is similar to not earning the last penny. This is the wisdom of knowing when to stop and not going too far. It is safer to keep three seeds for research. Otherwise, his Blood Thorn Legion may die because of his short-sightedness at this time, and he can only keep six special guards. In fact, this principle can also be applied to the current military situation.
He also warned himself that exploring the cave is the third and last round. The reason for exploring this round is not only because he thinks that the strategy of taking advantage of the disease can be implemented at this time, but also because Shadras and Arnold explored Kenan Town and obtained information that more than a hundred townspeople were not in the town. If not in the town, then where? Most likely it is a secret nest not far from Kenan Town. Cults are very good at creating such dark sacrificial sites. Combined with the current situation, Rob has reason to believe that the cave he is about to go to is the secret nest that once held more than a hundred townspeople. He didn't expect to save all of these more than a hundred townspeople. He only hoped that Scarlet Wish would treat these townspeople as consumables. So far, they have not been used up, and there are still a few who are being held like lambs to be slaughtered. And having these parties involved will probably be a good supplement to the Kenan Town incident. Especially after handing them over to Narcissa Glorfindel, it should have a positive impact on related events. In this way, his conscience is happy. Participating in Sid Earl's exorcism operation can be regarded as a relatively decent end. This chapter can really be opened. So, for these, Rob wasted this time. And Kenan Town, he will never go, as for the so-called staying in the enemy's nest tonight, it is more of a temptation. Knowing that Nagash was involved and that Scarlet Wish had a strong backer, he still dared to stay after being slapped in the face twice. Did he forget how to write the word "death"? Of course he pretended to be a bitch and ran away! As a result, he ran into a group of people while walking. Seeing that the other party had a thief's face, black air lingering all over his body, and a sinister and evil nature, he knew that this should be another wave of enemies. Robo was not afraid at all, but was happy: "Is this the Western version of Calabash Brothers saving Grandpa? It's good to come in batches to give away heads!" On the other side, seeing Robo coming with four very scary monsters, the group was a little confused: "From this point of view, it should be the powerful enemy that the people who escaped back before said? The adults in our family should go in this direction, right? How come the important enemy was missed?" Robo didn't waste words, waved his hand, and Bloodthorn went up. The group opposite had a strange blood glow on their bodies. He estimated that it was the effect of the sacrifice ceremony, which temporarily increased their strength. The reason why Madlar and the others did not go with these people was probably because they were afraid that he and Narcissa would retreat after collecting the stragglers, so they went ahead. Just the effort of the two feet at the same time was equivalent to indirectly allowing him to complete a division and annihilation. This was really a blessing from heaven and earth. However, we still have to fight to see the quality of these guys. If it is appropriate, let the wild guards take it easy and let the ones that have not yet upgraded make the last blow. Maybe this will give more experience? After all, the relevant information is called the number of kills. Even if there is a mechanism to gain percentage experience based on performance, this kill is probably an act that can get a high percentage. These people who came here have indeed received the blessing of the demon warlord Valazar, and they are in a state of excitement at the moment. Simply put, it's like taking a courage pill, not feeling pain, not feeling tired, and even their morale is locked. Being injured or teammates falling down will only anger them and make them kill the enemy more frantically.
Other increases in strength and agility are at the level of general auxiliary magic. There is also the side effect of reducing intelligence and charm. Perception is also reduced, but this reduction is because the current environment is not favorable for them, who are already darker than dark. At night, it will become a gain effect, and the increase is quite a lot. As a result, when the two sides started fighting, Robo curled his lips: "That's it? This Valazar seems to be a profiteer. He only gave such a little return for the large-scale sacrifice. This must be a small amount of money earned from the believers. No wonder the business can't be big. He is unwilling to burn money and unwilling to make profits to cultivate the market and customer habits. He started to extract blood and exploit early. Only when he can grow big can he be tricky! He really should form a group to go to Earth for further study and learn from the advanced experience of the Ugly Group and Jingxi..." Sarcastic, but the attack was quite dark. Robo soon saw that these guys were mentally abnormal. Their IQs had been offline because of magic and cruel work. The instinct of normal creatures to seek benefits and avoid harm was blinded by impulse and anger. These thirty or forty people were just a cannon fodder squadron. A dish given for free! He licked the plate clean, otherwise it would be disrespectful. As for the specific fight, it can only be said to be quite boring. After watching the performance of this group of cannon fodder, Robo wanted to preach a few words on the spot. "A blacksmith must be strong himself. What kind of job do you have to learn? Isn't it courting death to fool yourself? Who can't swing this turtle punch you play? Only speed can't be broken. One force can defeat ten skills. This is the truth. The premise is that you have to be much better than your opponent! But now you are basically overtaken. You can't get through, you can't dodge, your arms are not long enough, and it doesn't hurt to hit people. How can you win? In short, although being mixed is an attitude and a mode, you have to have some mental counts! Whether it's a demon or evil, it gives a lot, but it's just a multiplier. Your base is insufficient. 1×10 times, isn't it only 10? Don't learn from me, I have a cheat, and I can master the skill book once I use it. What do you have?" It can only be said that these people are called cannon fodder, and there is a certain reason. Laziness is fine, but the key is stupidity. They think that if they are willing to pay the price of living a few years less and giving up the moral bottom line, they can exchange for a few years of high-quality and chic life. This is typical self-righteousness and self-touching. This is just like selling your own kidneys. Are human kidneys valuable? They are valuable, but not valuable either. It depends on the conversion rate. If they are out of stock and sold at a high price, and you dare to donate, then they are worth a lot of money. On the contrary, with so many old people dying on the battlefield every day, or so many refugees in exile, how can you worry about getting a few fresh kidneys? In this darker world with generally lower moral standards, it is even more so. Robo thinks that the stupidity of these people is that they don’t combine the actual situation. Just hearing that the soul is valuable, they grit their teeth and stomp their feet, and sign a contract with the cult, thinking that they can eat and drink well now. In fact, not only are they sold at a low price, but they are also exploited at every level. Robo can’t help but have the urge to play evil. This money looks really easy to make! Question: What is the best way to make money in the world? Answer: Exploit others. For every extra human-shaped cow or horse, you get more money.
"So it's true that ancient people were easier to deceive? But in this world where there are many other intelligent races, how did they grow and develop with such intelligence? Can they reproduce? It takes at least fourteen years for them to mature, and they are not a race that is good at having a large number of troops. Is it really because their attributes are relatively balanced and they have no obvious shortcomings. Then they became bigger with the help of their peers, so that their relationships are complicated and involved in a wide range of areas, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to perish? It may even be necessary to unite internally and externally every few years to clean up a group of them?" From a certain perspective, Robo finally guessed the truth. But it's useless. He has a fulcrum like a fish basin, but he doesn't have Archimedes' two brushes, and he lacks ambition, at least not now. He is just an egoist with a little conscience. His conscience is still shrinking under the expansion of desire. Only when the desire expands to a qualitative change and ignites the fire of ambition, and the conscience has not burned out, can he rectify this terrible world... With one go, the other two blood thorns were successfully upgraded. ‘Shua!’ Robo casually cut off the head of the last cannon fodder, spread his arms, raised his head, and felt the positive energy comparable to the Force entering his body. It was called, comfortable! It was perfect, the Four Heavenly Kings were formed, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder was relieved!