Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 37 The Hunting Team Is In Action (3)

For a moment, I leisurely wanted to say that they would not die at all, but suddenly I felt that it was not necessary.

Many times, you will only gain respect from others if you die. When others find that the risks you face are insignificant, no matter what you do, it may become a matter of course.

Old Link moved very quickly, and soon he found two young men who were strong and looked a little shy. They were both people who had seen fish-men many times.

One of the young men named Rick even fought against the fish-men.

"They were as weak as a child, holding a harpoon in their hands, but they couldn't even touch my chest."

Rick said this while leading the hunting team.

"Looking at you wearing armor and carrying standard weapons, are you a knight?"

The little troublemaker observed the young man leading the way for a moment and asked curiously.

"No, how is that possible? Stop joking," Rick chuckled, showing his white teeth:

"I don't have that talent, but there are two good children in the village. They were taken to Winter City to study. I'm just an ordinary village guard."

"As for the armor and the sword, they were given by His merciful Majesty the King."

Rick stroked the sword in his hand, showing affection and cherishment in his eyes, and continued:

"Almost every village guard has one. A village usually has 20 to 50 village guards depending on its size. We are usually responsible for the security of the village, and we also help the villagers deal with some small things. Every month, knights come to pay wages."

"But we can also farm. His Majesty the King has said that land is our foundation and cannot be left to waste."

The little troublemaker threw an Insight spell and looked at Rick's information. It was indeed as he said, he was just a level 3 village guard, but in terms of mental outlook, he was more elite than the level 7 town guard of Morning Light Town.

Several people walked and chatted all the way. After a while, they finally came to a lakeside covered with reeds. This piece of white reeds almost covered the area several hundred meters in front of them, and the end could not be seen beyond.

"Be careful, this is where they often hang out. Although their fighting power is average, they can still hurt you if they give you a cold blow."

Rick slowed down and drew out the long sword from his waist. His originally relaxed expression became serious.

The players in the hunting sect team looked at each other. If they wanted to hand in the task, they would definitely have to kidnap a murloc. They were not just here to kill monsters.

So they did not take out weapons, but instead took out sticks and ropes from their backpacks. The top-level binding techniques that were rewarded in the last battle of Dragon Fire City could finally be put to use. They usually tied each other up for fun.

A group of people quietly went deep into the reed marsh. The lake water here was just buried to their knees. However, these reeds were a bit too tall. Any one of them was much taller than an adult.

"Gululu, quack quack."

"Googaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,"

Strange sounds came from the front.

Rick turned around and nodded to the players of the hunting sect team, walking slower.

He has never been here before, but he is already very deep. There is a good chance that the water monkey's lair is ahead.

He carefully separated the reeds in front of him and saw a shoal not far away that was five or six meters wide and surrounded by reeds.

There are more than a dozen water monkeys, led by a strong water monkey, surrounding an animal skeleton, jumping in weird dances, and making neat "gurgling" sounds from their mouths.

Rick stepped back, turned to the players of the hunting sect team and said:

"This should be a small colony of them. It's not far from their old nest. There are a lot of them. Let's change a batch. Hey... don't!"

Before he could finish speaking, Rick was shocked to see five aliens rushing out with excited faces, waving sticks and ropes in their hands.

"this……"

Rick gritted his teeth and could only charge behind the players.

"With big eyes, sausage mouth, and fish head, there's nothing wrong with the Kuo Tao fishmen. Yuci, go get the big one, the 12th level one, and leave the remaining ten or so to us. I'll knock them all out and drag them away!" "

"Look at it, Brother Leisure~"

Yuci chuckled, activated the knight's charge skill, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of a group of Kuo Tao fishmen who were still twisting their butts.

"Brothers, you danced very happily? Have you paid the protection fee? Do you know that I am responsible for this place?"

[Kou Tao Fishman Boss-Level 2-Level 12]

The leader of the Kuo Tao fishmen couldn't understand what the human in front of him was talking about. Even if he could understand, he would have no chance because the wooden stick in Yuci's hand had already been swung on its fish head.

With a muffled sound of "Bang", the Kuo Tao fishman leader lost most of his health in an instant. He had already spun three and a half times in the air and flew out like a top. After landing, he foamed at the mouth, had stars in his eyes, and fell into a coma.

This is still the result of Yuci's holding back, otherwise with his current level of 29, he could easily kill this fat-headed fish in seconds.

"Goo gah gah!"

The remaining murlocs reacted. They stared with a pair of big frog-like eyes, stuck out their butts and took out their weapons from the nearby reeds.

These weapons range from sickles, hoes, harpoons, and even spatulas.

The players almost died laughing.

That's it?

They were almost as good as goblins. Although they were very united, they were useless in front of the wolf-like hunting team.

A moment later, except for two of the group of kuo-toa fishmen who were accidentally beaten to death, the rest were all tied together with ropes. Each one of them was covered with strong tortoise shell bindings, with a big bag on their head and a bruised nose and face.

Rick stood by and was dumbfounded. He originally thought that these alien warriors, who were inconspicuous and always easy to talk to, would be similar to him. It would be the limit to challenge one or two murlocs alone, but he didn't expect them to be so fierce.

"Hehehe, I haven't felt so good in a long time."

"Indeed, what we faced before were all high-end monsters, such as the Dragon Fire City Crusaders, the Griffin Legion, and so on. Gods have also come out. The Winter King is doing things all day long, and we players are also under a lot of pressure. Well~"

Qing Xiyue shrugged.

Playing Wushuang is the fun for their players. Although it is fun to follow the Winter King, the enemies they face are too outrageous.

"You guys are so awesome!"

Rick looked admiring. What he envied most were the warriors and knights who could use skills.

It's a pity that his talent is too low and he is not qualified to learn skills. He only has a little brute force and learns some rough combat skills.

Just when the players were feeling triumphant, the sound of "guck-g-g-g-gah" suddenly came from behind them.

The players turned around and saw a Kuo-Toa man standing there blankly, his sausage mouth trembling slightly, his eyes full of panic as he looked at the miserable condition of his companion.

Seemingly noticing the gazes of the six humans, it ran away, taking out the bone whistle hanging around its neck in a hurry.

"Beep——"

The sharp whistle pierced the sky and spread farther and farther in the reeds.