I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

It's another spring.

On the snow-covered path.

A convoy of trains is moving forward in a hurry.

The huge wheels of the wagon had left deep ruts in the snow.

On both sides of the road is a vast expanse of snow-white.

On the carriage at the front, an elderly necromancer was watching ahead warily.

once in a while.

He would stop the convoy and take turns using "Detect Life" and "Lookout" on the vast snowy field.

There is no abnormality until the spell effect is displayed.

He will instruct the team to move on.

In this way, a row of carriages whizzed past the thick snowdrift.

When passing an ordinary snow field.

"Hey! Huh!"

The bone horses suddenly wandered in place, and the will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes began to flicker.

"Something's wrong, withdraw!"

The necromancer on the front carriage pulled the bone horse and turned around to leave.

At this time.

In the snow field on both sides of the road that he had detected with magic, a large amount of snow was thrown out!

Bottomless holes emerged from the snowdrifts.

But I saw a head-like horned demon jumped out of it and roared towards the carriage!

They passed near the convoy like a storm.

After a while.

There was only a mess left.

...

"You have killed 1 Necromancer, and you have killed 189 Necromancers in total. Your milestone - Necromancer has set a new record."

"You got 6 points of XP and 17 points of chivalry"

"You got 1 honor point"

...

"You got Perception Fragment*2"

"Cumulative perception fragments: 103 pieces (400 pieces have been exchanged)"

...

Quickly exchange perception fragments for attributes.

In this way.

Roger's perception increased to 19 points, only one step away from extraordinary!

But there was no trace of a relaxed expression on his face.

Skillfully command the younger brothers to pack up the spoils.

Roger looked to the north, and his thoughts gradually floated:

This is already the sixth month since the campaign mode started.

After winter last year.

Gray Rock City took the initiative to shrink its defenses, using the four towns in the south as the fulcrum, and played a tug-of-war under the cover of the cold winter.

It stands to reason that the impact of winter on the undead is much lower than that of humans.

Both Roger and Alan predicted that the enemy would launch a strong attack during the coldest period.

But the other party did not do so.

They just mechanically send out an army of undead to disturb the sidelines.

The leading necromancers showed more and more laziness than the other, and they were just short of writing the grinder into the official tactics.

This seriously affected Roger's monster spawning efficiency.

For this reason, he had to take the risk of going west, and led his younger brothers to play tunnel warfare behind enemy lines.

Relying on intercepting the supply convoy going back and forth between Gray Rock City and the four towns in the south, Roger's perception fragments gradually rose.

But the honor points are not very optimistic, and it takes only one winter to break through 7000 points.

Considering the increasingly weak performance of Gray Rock City.

He was really afraid that he would strike too hard and beat up the skeletons and surrender.

At that time, the battle mode will end automatically.

He had nowhere to cry.

...

Thinking room.

The figure of the gargoyle appeared leisurely.

"Is there a secret letter from Alan?"

Roger was a little surprised.

Counting the days, it's not time for regular communication yet.

He quickly opened the letter paper.

The above content made his face change.

...

"Confirmed urgent news: Gray Rock City was destroyed by a mysterious force two months ago, and now only ruins remain."

...

"Two months ago?"

Roger felt a little toothache, the spring breeze slapped his face, and the chill was still piercing his bones.

He looked back at the carriages.

Suddenly there is a creepy feeling:

"If the news is true."

"Then where did these convoys come from?"

...

after one day.

Autumn woodland.

Lurking like a chow in the middle of the bunkers on the snow.

In an open basement, there are three people sitting.

Alan, as always, sat in the main seat.

To his left was a heavily armed duergar woman with a long beard and sharp, clear eyes.

According to Alan.

This is General Mowgli, the leader of the duergar in Bender City.

The bunkers in the Autumn Forest were built by Mogli.

It played a very good role in fighting against the army of undead.

Roger sat across from them, expressionless.

"Let's get down to business."

Alan said in a serious tone:

"The news of the destruction of Gray Rock City has been confirmed. This happened two or two and a half months ago."

"But in the past two months, we were still harassed by the undead; Roger also intercepted many supply convoys pretending to be sent from Gray Rock City."

"It doesn't make sense."

Roger said calmly:

"It was very abnormal from the beginning."

Alan nodded in agreement.

The southward invasion of Gray Rock City gave people the feeling of being anticlimactic.

The army of undead was coming in menacingly, but they fought without any rules, and many decisions were completely unimaginable.

If there are any rules to follow.

That is Wellington giving away the head maliciously.

"The destruction of Gray Rock City, Wellington's anomaly, combined with the "bone tax"..."

"I already have a guess in my mind."

Alan raised his head and looked at Roger:

"Remember the information about the Sera River I gave you?"

Roger nodded.

Alan doesn't need a reminder.

He had also thought of that information a long time ago, which recorded Alan's many studies and investigations on the Sierra River, and there were also many unconfirmed legends.

One of them is mentioned in an ancient legend.

The Sera is no ordinary river.

But a "boundary river"!

The creatures north of the Jie River are all descendants of the sinners!

If these people want to "cross the boundary", they must either have the power to transcend the boundary river itself, or they can only be approved by the "defenders".

In this legend.

There used to be "Boundary Keepers" on the Serra River Bridge.

Any adventurer can safely travel back and forth between the banks of the Sera River as long as they have passed the trial of the Guardian.

Instead of only having the opportunity to pass in the coldest days of winter as it is now.

Even in the past few years.

The coldest days in winter? The Sierra River is not frozen.

The two sides of the Sera River have completely lost contact.

The Sera River without its defenders is like a locked prison lock.

Lock the life on the north bank firmly on this land.

Never leave.

...

"If this legend is true."

"Then all of Wellington's actions are aimed at breaking through the boundary."

"The question is? Why now? Why last year?"

Roger said so analytically.

But there is actually a guess in my heart, but that guess is too heavy? He won't talk nonsense without definite evidence.

"Because of the "Destroying Ember Cloud". "

The person who answered was the gray dwarf general.

Her voice is full of air:

"In the legends of my family, the appearance of the Ember Cloud? It means absolute destruction. No city can escape the catastrophe."

"And in recent years? Ember clouds appear more and more frequently."

"It was observed three times by us alone."

Roger pursed his lips:

"three times?"

The gray dwarf general nodded and said:

"The first time was twelve years ago, when it appeared over an underground city near Bender City; it didn't take long for that city to become a pile of ruins."

"The second time it happened was two years ago, near a small town in the north. That time? We also found a survivor in a cellar in the town afterwards? But she was in a very bad condition..."

"The third time is this time in Gray Rock City."

Roger frowned.

He was just about to ask for more details.

Alan was the first to say:

"Although Gray Rock City was destroyed, Wellington must not have died."

"He arranged the four southern towns and other strongholds in advance, and continued to dispatch troops to draw our attention—he just didn't want us to notice his real purpose."

"On the one hand, we must stop him—his actions will attract Ember Cloud's attention whether he succeeds or not; on the other hand, we must also be prepared to face Ember Cloud."

"so."

Speaking of this? His eyes slowly swept across the two people present, and then he said firmly:

"I'm going to be away for a while."

Roger was not surprised.

Alan has long expressed his intention to go to the source of the Boundary River? If the legend of the Ember Cloud is true, he has no reason to spend time here with Wellington.

"You can leave it to me here."

Roger made no excuses.

"Bender City is your most loyal ally."

Mowgli showed great respect for Alan.

Alan nodded slightly? His brows were still worried.

The three discussed for a while.

Alan and Mogli had a hot chat.

until the end.

Only then was Roger caught a chance.

He tried to ask the gray dwarf female general in the calmest tone:

"Can I meet the survivor you mentioned?"

...

The other side of the bunker complex.

In a small but cozy bunker.

Roger asked the girl who was sewing in the most gentle tone:

"do you remember me?"

"I'm Roger."

The girl's expression was numb, but her hands moved quickly? It seemed that she couldn't hear his voice at all.

Roger changed a few more questions.

But same as Mowgli said.

The other party ignored him at all? He just kept his head down and worked.

"May I ask? She's with you now..."

Roger struggled with his words.

Mogli seemed to see through his mind, and shouted loudly:

"I won't treat her badly."

"She is the best tailor and cook in Bender City. Although she doesn't care about people, no one dares to bully her!"

Roger looked her in the eyes, and after a long while he took her hand in relief and said thank you.

Mogli was stunned for a moment.

Open your hands.

More than a dozen silver horns are shining brightly.

Roger took a deep look at the girl, and then left quickly.

"Do you know her name?"

Mogli chased it out and asked loudly:

"We never gave her a name!"

"Talia."

Roger's voice floated from afar:

"That's her name."

...

Return to your bunker as quickly as possible.

He sits on the bed.

Wearing a crown of white crows, holding a crescent jade pendant.

Not long.

The state of mind returned to tranquility.

next moment.

He took a deep breath.

...

"Do you want to allocate 1 free attribute point to 'perception'?"

"Your perception has increased to 20 points, and you have gained extraordinary perception"

...

"You have obtained extraordinary feat: complete sixth sense"

"Reminder: For the first time to obtain the 'Complete Sixth Sense', you will have a chance to 'Overlook the Universe'"

...

The scene in front of him began to blur.

Roger came to an unattainable overlooking angle as if his soul ascended to heaven.

that moment.

The view north of the Sierra River, unobstructed!

Various inexplicable whispers sounded in his ears.

Horrible sights of disorder and chaos appeared before his eyes.

In these chaos.

He tried hard to distinguish.

His gaze penetrated some false barriers.

Ended up seeing a huge ship!

The ship was built entirely of human heads.

The mast and deck are bound together with thick femur bones.

It was a veritable skeleton ship!

And just as Roger saw it for the first time.

Human faces appeared on all the skulls on that boat.

And stared at him coldly.

...