PFC Chapter 24 The Black Dragon Mountain Gang Attacks!
Chapter 24 The Black Dragon Mountain Gang Attacks!
"Um, could we be affected by the death wind?"
Rock was a little worried. To be honest, what he was most worried about was that the wind of death would have some negative effects on his body.
The magical winds in the Warhammer Fantasy world are no good. They originate from the Chaos Realm and, in a sense, share some common origins with the Chaos Gods.
Different magical winds have different corrosive effects. If any magical wind gets out of control, it will cause the caster to die in extreme pain. Even in ordinary times, these magical winds will have a certain impact on the caster.
For example, if a metal mage goes out of control, he will turn into a golden statue; if a fire mage goes out of control, he will burn himself on the spot; and if a beast mage goes out of control, he will turn himself into a beast and never be able to turn back.
Death magic is also very dangerous. Not only does it generally cause severe hair loss in mages, eventually turning them into bald heads, but if it gets out of control, it can turn the entire mage into a purple crystal sculpture.
If he really lost control of the magical winds and ended up turning himself into a crystal sculpture, that wouldn't be fun.
Without a doubt, Rock clearly didn't want to become this inhuman creature.
But it doesn't matter, as the saying goes, anything produced by the system is bound to be of high quality.
He discovered that after the magical wind entered his body, it didn't seem to exhibit any other effects, as if it had absolutely no influence on his body.
The bad news is that, for this reason, it's impossible for him to strengthen himself with the magical winds. He won't become one of those melee-capable mages in the Warhammer world just by having his body infused with magical winds. But the good news is that he doesn't have to worry about the magical winds corrupting him.
After experiencing casting a spell, Rock discovered that casting a spell was exactly the same as in the game!
When he has this thought, a skill casting box will automatically appear in front of him, along with some arrows to guide him on where the spell will be cast.
As long as he silently agrees twice in his mind, he can cast the spell and use up his daily usage.
"Phew, this is great! Although it doesn't help me strengthen myself, it's incredibly easy to use, like a foolproof mode. I don't need to learn any extra spells!"
Rock grinned. "Fool mode is great! I like fool mode, after all, I've never considered myself a smart person."
Besides the magical wind, another major drawback of the Purple Evil Sun spell is that it always moves around randomly, making it easy to accidentally injure one's own people in close combat.
But it doesn't matter, he just needs to throw the spell behind the enemy as much as possible, in areas where the enemy is densely packed.
Unless he was extremely unlucky, he didn't believe that this thing could float towards his position after being thrown so far away!
Just as Rock was pondering whether he should find a place to test the spell's effects, he suddenly heard a shout from outside.
"Report! Commander, the bandits of Black Dragon Mountain have mobilized!"
"We spotted them at the intersection of Heilongshan and Zhangjiatun during our patrol. It looks like they're heading towards Zhangjiatun!"
Upon hearing this, Rock's eyes lit up instantly.
"Hahaha, what I've been searching for has come to me without any effort! I've been waiting for them for ages!"
"Gather the soldiers and immediately proceed to Zhangjiatun for a decisive battle against the bandits of Heilong Mountain!"
He had been waiting for the Black Dragon Mountain bandits to make their move, but they didn't receive the news quickly enough, so he waited until now to catch up with their operation.
He had considered it before: should he take the initiative and attack the stronghold in Black Dragon Mountain?
But after thinking it over, he felt that the enemy had more people, and if they gained a defensive advantage in the terrain, his men might suffer considerable casualties.
Of course, if these guys haven't made it out by now, then Rock might actually set off.
He had just drawn a spell and was currently worried about not having a target to hit. After he acquired the spell, ordinary mountain strongholds no longer seemed like troublesome things. Most mountain strongholds should not be able to withstand a single spell from him.
Just as Luo Ke's troops were immediately dispatched to Zhangjiatun at top speed, the bandit force sent by Heilongshan was also approaching Zhangjiatun.
"You damn bastards, those dog-like scum, how dare they kill my brothers! I'll make them pay with their blood!"
"Brothers, today we'll smash this kiln, and leave no one alive in the entire village!"
Liu Heilong rode his tall horse in the middle of the group, roaring loudly at the bandits around him. As soon as he finished speaking, the bandits around him cheered like wolves.
For Black Dragon Mountain, this operation was quite a major undertaking. If their head manager's brother hadn't been killed, they wouldn't have mobilized almost their entire force.
The cavalry, consisting of 50 men, plus 200 bandits on foot, and a total of 100 guns, including more than a dozen foreign guns obtained from outside sources, was enough for the bandits to easily crush the entire Zhangjiatun.
In addition, their team has other secret weapons.
Some of the bandits looked at the man walking next to their leader with fearful eyes. If they had to say, the person they feared most among all the bandit gangs in Black Dragon Mountain was not actually the leader, but this second leader, who was known as the Smiling Lama.
No one knew what their second-in-command's true identity was, since he always wore a self-made human skin mask with a strange smile on it, and he also carried a human bone staff made from human spines, ribs and skulls.
No one knows how their head manager managed to invite such a master over. With the strange monsters that this second manager usually crafted, Black Dragon Mountain quickly grew stronger in the surrounding area and became the local bandit tyrant.
However, it is precisely because of this that the other bandits are extremely afraid of this second-in-command, since none of them want to fall into his hands and be transformed into a terrifying monster.
Ring ring, ring ring...
As the smiling lama continued to shake the copper bell in his hand, one after another, the undead, who had been tamed by him in some unknown way, followed behind him like servants, each carrying a large vat on its back.
The large vat looked extremely heavy, almost disproportionate to the small, thin zombies below. If it weren't for the zombies' immense strength, they probably wouldn't have been able to carry the vat.
The bandits knew very well that what was sealed inside the large vat was a demon created by the Smiling Lama. As for what kind of demon was inside the vat, they had no way of knowing.
Looking at the smiling lama following beside him, Liu Heilong's eyes revealed a hint of apprehension.
He didn't know why this strange person had approached him, but he always felt that this guy was cunning and his methods were too strange, so he was definitely not a good person.
Because of this, Liu Heilong and the second manager were practically equals in the mountain stronghold, and they would discuss things together.
If it weren't for the fact that this second-in-command was only interested in capturing people and making medicine and had no interest in managing bandits, it would be hard to say who the head manager would actually be.
"Lama, we're only attacking Zhangjiatun this time, do you really need to bring all this stuff out?"
Looking at the living corpses behind him being driven away by the lamas with their copper bells, and the large vats behind them, Liu Heilong felt a chill run down his spine and a strange sense of nausea.
When Liu Heilong asked the question, the lama simply shook his head and said:
"Manager, please don't ask that. The lama consulted the oracle before setting off and felt that today would be somewhat dangerous!"
"The waters of Zhangjiatun are deeper than you imagine. I've heard that a mysterious group has recently appeared there, so I must be prepared!"
Well, that's a good idea of being prepared!
Liu Heilong felt a slight sense of unease. Although he didn't usually believe in supernatural things, this lama's abilities were so extraordinary that he had no choice but to believe him.
Just then, the smiling lama suddenly raised his head and said to Liu Heilong:
"Master Manager, the Lama has a request!"
"After your men have slaughtered the village, please make sure to hand over the corpses to the lama. The lama must bury them!"
Burial?
Go to hell with the burial!
Liu Heilong looked at the lama and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Is this so-called burial just about transforming these corpses into monsters?
Of course, Liu Heilong had asked the lama this question before, and the lama had argued that by transforming them into demons, he was giving them a second life and a chance to live again.
Having already been reborn, what more could I ask for?
These days, so many people hope to be resurrected after death. Wouldn't it be better to be buried alive by him?
Just then, one of the bandits on foot at the front suddenly let out a scream and cried out in pain.
"Ah—! Damn it, there's a bear trap in the snow!"
Screaming in agony, he tried with all his might to pry open the large clamps that were trapping his calves, but the clamps were not only extremely tight, but also had serrations and barbs inside, so much so that they were embedded deep into his flesh and he couldn't pull them out at all.
When the other bandits saw the tragic state of their companions, they were so frightened that they stood still and dared not go any further.
But at that moment, the smiling loudspeaker stepped forward.