More than one undead.

Chilin entered Ebos's house, where five undead stood, four of them in costumes, obviously fighting personnel.

“There are competitors.”

Chilin was not surprised. 10 Jin was more tempting than his wife's return home. If there were no competitors, he would turn around and leave immediately, because there was definitely a problem with the reward.

Qilin came in and attracted the attention of other undead. When everyone saw the reward order in his hand, the expression on his face became wonderful.

A dead soul in a warrior's outfit showed undisguised contempt on his face.

A dead soul with a bow and arrow behind him hummed disdainfully.

A female undead holding a staff, let out a light whistle and immediately lost interest in Qilin.

A dead soul with a dagger stuck around his waist looked cold and did not look at Qilin.

In front of these four undead, there was a luxuriously dressed undead, whose lunar eyes were staring at the reward order in Qilin's hand.

Qilin, who has the blood of high elf, is too delicate and incompatible with other undeads. In the aesthetics of undeads, this is weakness.

How much combat power can a weak undead have? Is it that I want to die if I post a list?

The undead in the warrior's outfit drove away impatiently: "The weak undead is not a toilet here. Take the paper in your hand and go outside to solve it."

"Can you get 10 gold rewards by killing all the natural disaster creatures that occupy the flax farm?"

Qilin was not influenced by the other party's contempt, and his tone was plain and uninterrupted.

The undead with a bow and arrow behind her back smiled coldly: "Facing with natural disaster creatures is a battle of brave people. It is not just a courage to deal with natural disaster creatures."

The female undead chuckled: "The natural disaster creatures will devour the souls. It seems that we have to kill one more natural disaster creature."

This is mocking Qilin for giving human heads to natural disaster creatures and turning them into new natural disaster creatures.

The undead with a dagger stuck in his waist still showed no signs. Perhaps in his heart, Qilin was not qualified to threaten him.

"That's hundreds of natural disaster creatures."

The undead dressed in luxurious clothes stared at Qilin and said, "Do not matter whether life or death."

Qilin looked straight into the other party's eyes: "Just as long as the reward order is real, prepare 10 gold, I will come back to collect it."

"You have the courage, don't worry, my Eboss' reputation is in Forgotten Town, no one will question it."

This undead is the most powerful senior tailor in Forgotten Town, Ebos.

Chilin's eyes that could not see any emotional changes glanced at Ebos's clothing: "The master's robe used 5 parts of wool fabric, 5 parts of thin thread, and 3 parts of red dye. The craftsmanship is good and can refresh the spirit."

Ebos' eyes sterned, and then his eyes burst out: "Are you a tailor?"

If you are not a tailor, you cannot see through his clothes at a glance, and you cannot see how much materials it has been spent and what effects it has.

The Master Robe is Ebos's masterpiece, which can boost your spirits and continuously restore the consumed physical strength and magic power, making it more lasting when he is studying tailoring craftsmanship.

Qilin grinned and narrowed his eyes into slits: "I understand a little."

I really understand it a little, because Qilin has never made any tailoring products or has never been exposed to any tailoring materials. Although he has the ability of a master-level tailor, he can only be considered a brief understanding.

Chilin's answer made Ebos frown slightly, a little unhappy.

"Haha, a tailor."

The warrior undead laughed, and the sledgehammer in his hand pointed at Qilin: "You are a non-combat undead, and you are arrogant and want to deal with natural disaster creatures."

As he said that, he waved the hammer and smashed it to the ground.

Bang!

A pit was smashed into the floor.

The warrior undead carried the sledgehammer on his shoulders and proudly provoked Qilin: "Can you withstand my hammer? Natural disaster creatures can withstand it."

Qilin glanced at the pit on the ground: "The power is a little less."

"What did you say!"

As soon as this said, the warrior's undead eyes turned cold, and the sledgehammer carried on his shoulder pointed at Qilin again: "The power is too small, so how dare you carry me a hammer?"

"Eric, your hammer is probably going to smash his soul out."

The female undead laughed, saying that she was not too serious when she watched the fun: "If the soul dissipates, then she will die."

Eric had a hideous face: "I like someone who seeks death the most."

The female undead raised her eyebrows and looked at Qilin, and let out a light whisper again. Only then did she realize that Qilin was indeed very different from other male undeads, very different from others.

"Are these ugly male undead?"

A thought suddenly arose in the female undead's mind. This is the most handsome undead she has seen. Such a handsome face has only been seen before her lifetime. No! She is even more handsome than the men she experienced during her lifetime.

The aesthetics of female undead and male undead are indeed different. This is why Silna is forced to attack the Chilin Overlord, because none of the male undead that Silna usually sees can attract her attention.

"Eric, if I help him heal, can you still smash his soul?"

The female undead turned to look at Eric. At this moment, she felt that Eric was really ugly and could not be seen.

The rotten flesh on Eric's face trembled and looked extremely angry: "Elis, are you trying to be an enemy of me?"

Elise is a priest, and there is a priest who is healing behind him. He really has no confidence to smash Chilin's soul away.

Elise was less and less willing to look at Eric's ugly face: "Soldier, he's really simple-minded."

Eric was even more angry at her words, but he did not dare to attack Elise, because there were very few priests in the undead race and their status was far higher than that of warriors.

Don't underestimate the priest. Shadow Priest will use shadow magic, which is not inferior to the magic of mages and sorcerers. Shadow Priest will also use healing magic, which can not only heal physical injuries, but also heal souls. Therefore, Shadow Priest is very precious for the undead race.

"Elis, you don't need to come." Elise said the undead with a bow and arrow on the side. It was obvious that he was familiar with Elise.

A pastor cannot be short of money and will not take risks for 10 gold.

Elise's bright eyes turned and looked proudly at the undead with a bow and arrow beside her: "Tuck, I'm happy, do you want to drive me away?"

Tucker was silent, but he dared not refute because he liked Elise.

"Elis is a junior priest."

Ebos said: "I spent a lot of money to invite him from the Dark Church in Forgotten Town."

Chilin smiled slightly and immediately understood what Ebos said. Elise was the reinforcements he invited and would not rob 10 yuan from others.

"A junior priest?"

Intern, junior, intermediate, advanced, master, grandmaster.

Qilin thought about it and thought that he should have extracted a lot of pastor abilities in the past three years. The most time seems to be a junior priest, and the best is the master priest abilities.
Chapter completed!