dark moon

Chapter 117 The stalemate of the battle
"Boss, you tricked me!" Makajerun let out an astonishing scream, but unfortunately, it was too late to protest now.

Saif lowered his head and stared at the pool of blood on the black stone ground. His body was obviously shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

Although there were other teammates around her, no one went to help her. Not only did they not help her, but they also deliberately stayed away, keeping at least one meter away from her, leaving her surroundings empty.

"Hey, hey, hahahaha." A low-pitched laugh came from the mouth of the female swordsman with her head down. The laughter became louder and louder. The moment she raised her head, the volume reached its peak, and the laughter became extraordinarily high-pitched. , extremely crazy.

At this time, people around could see that the female swordsman's delicate face was full of fierceness, and her bloodshot eyes were full of enthusiasm for killing. She didn't even need to speak, she just stood casually, You can let others smell the desire for blood from her body.

Bending down, the index finger wiped the pool of blood on the black stone. The slender fingertip that always held the pen was stained with red blood.Slowly put the index finger into the mouth and suck it carefully, close your eyes and enjoy the familiar taste on the tip of your tongue.

The smell of Seoul.

His eyes suddenly opened and he stared straight at Moria, who was hiding far away, with a vaguely crazy smile on his face.

"Hey, long time no see." Moria tilted her head and waved with a smile on her face.

"Long time no see." The gentle voice did not change, but became much deeper: "Why are you so far away? Come closer and let me take a look. You know my eyes are not very good."

"Eh? I don't want it." Moria took two steps back, but said leisurely, "Every time you come out, what you want to do most is to kill Lisa and me. I won't be fooled."

"Hey." Saff curled her lips regretfully, and her eyes swept over the faces of the Shadow Chasers, not even Kelly and the white wolf who was snarling at her with his tail between his legs. His cold eyes showed no emotion at all. , just like looking at a group of dead people, only when it finally fell on Xiure's face, did it change.

The female swordsman licked her red lips carefully and looked at Xiure as if she was seeing the most delicious food. Her voice became much gentler: "My dear, who do you want me to kill? Are they these troublesome guys? Or have you finally made up your mind to kill that deer?”

"It's them." Shuer was indifferent to Saff's changes and pointed at the undead that were constantly trying to rush into the position with a normal expression, "There are a lot of them, so be careful."

"Undead? I won't do it. There are no big pools of blood, no desperate wailings, and not even death. I don't want it." Saff said with a bit of madness, "I don't care if I do it, I want a reward. "

"Oh, tell me." Xiuer sighed deeply, showing a distressed look.

"I want you to treat me in the roughest way possible all night long." The female swordsman was clearly smiling, but she looked extremely ferocious. "Remember, it's not to her, but to me."

Pressing his forehead tangledly, Xiuer said with a headache: "We have agreed before, but now is not the time."

"Hey, that damn stupid woman, if I hadn't died along with her, I would have killed her long ago. Then keep accounts first, don't think you can escape."

"Okay, okay, keep accounts, keep accounts." I have kept so many accounts, and when I can repay them honestly, you just have to wait.

"Hahahaha." Laughing with satisfaction, Safu held the big sword in one hand and looked askance at the teammates who were in the way, "Who is the unlucky guy?"

"Uh, it's me." The halfling reluctantly walked out from behind his teammates, raised his hand with a smile, and said weakly, "It's me again."

"Hehehehehe." Without saying any unnecessary nonsense, the laughing Saff jumped high with his heavy sword in his hand, crossed a distance of seven or eight meters, ignored the existence of his own position, and smashed directly into the group of skeletons.

"Oh, I knew it. Boss, please remember to piece together the whole body for me before collecting the body." The halfling grimaced, left his last words sadly, and fled into the shadows tragically.

"Ah ha ha ha." In the sea of ​​skeletons, laughter burst out with joy. In the laughter, the giant sword rotated at high speed, setting off a storm of blades.The rotation speed was very fast, and the body of the giant sword weighing tens of kilograms had disappeared, leaving only the rotating afterimage around the body. Even the sound of the wind brought by the giant sword could not be heard, only the humming vibration could be heard.

With a blade storm like a meat grinder, the spinning female swordsman began to move in circles among the undead. The solid bones were as fragile as glass in front of the blade storm, and they didn't even need to be touched directly. As soon as he approaches the range of the sword storm, he will be swept into the center of the storm by the huge force, turning into countless broken bones and being sprayed out again.

The undead knew no fear and acted only on instinct. Saff, who was alone and exposed outside the position, became their most direct target, and they rushed towards her one after another.And this is exactly what she wants. Of course, the Blade Storm will make the enemies more concentrated and kill more addictive. It is almost as if it is tailor-made for the present.

In the center of the tide of skeletons, a blank area appeared, one skeleton after another was smashed into pieces, and one undead fell down one after another. There was only one crazy woman, turning around in the center of the blank area, laughing like crazy . "It's so fun to kill." No matter how powerful the skill is, there is a moment of stop. Saf, who was spinning, suddenly stopped, and the big sword pierced deeply into the black stone. Leaning on the sword, she grinned grimly, not at all thinking that she was undefended. Body.

Of course, the instinct of the undead would not let go of such a good opportunity. As soon as the female swordsman stopped, the undead rushed towards her, with more than ten sharp claws carrying a chill, as if to kill the unsuspecting female swordsman. The swordsman was cut into pieces.

Unfortunately, a gust of breeze blew past the undead.

The black dagger was dim and dull, carrying only a gust of wind. It gently swiped between the cervical vertebrae of each skeleton. The dark energy connecting the bone joints was easily cut off. Five or six shriveled lizard heads rolled to the ground. The undead who had lost their heads were in confusion and subconsciously lay on the ground looking for the skull. Naturally, the same kind behind them were affected and kept tripping over the skeletons in the front row. As a result, more and more undead fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.

"Happy." After the short recovery, Saff pulled out the big sword from the black stone slab again and rushed towards the large group of skeletons. The giant sword opened and closed widely. Every movement was full of power, which was different from those who originally relied on speed to win. The fighting style is completely different.

"We can't fall behind." After confirming that there were no loopholes in the cooperation between the two teammates in the enemy group, Shuer withdrew his gaze with confidence and looked back at his own battlefield. The space between the tree planting grooves was not big. Moback Try your best to guard one end. The huge skeleton Siren temporarily guarded the other end under the control of Militi. The relatively fragile long-range professions are safe in the middle. In the tree planting trough, many undead have fallen in and are working hard to move up. Climb, but it’s not that easy to climb up a vertical smooth wall.

"On mission, Seren, change positions."

Xiuer twisted his body and passed by Salem, blocking the passage behind him. The freed skeleton Salem raised his head and let out a silent roar. He simply jumped into the tree planting trough next to him and took advantage of his size to attack the people below. The undead launched a trampling attack.

After stepping on it for a few times, the explosion of magic also sounded. In the open environment, the elemental mage could finally unleash his full strength unscrupulously. The elements of fire and earth roared, showing off the power they had accumulated for a long time.

The fire was dazzling and the dust was flying.

The dazzling firelight covered up the strangeness on the ground.

Xiuer stood at the end of the black stone ground, with endless black sand in front of him. The undead stepped on the black sand and launched a continuous siege, but he blocked them one by one.In the midst of the continuous attack and defense, several thick and long roots rotated out of the sand, piercing the bodies of the undead from bottom to top, emerging from their heads, and threading them through the roots.

After a successful blow, the roots threw off the undead above and returned to the ground. A few seconds later, the roots rose into the sky again. Several more undead fell into the trap and became trophies hanging on the roots.

"The tree planting trough on the left, Militi, pay attention to the suppression." With Moria's help, Shuer's pressure has been reduced a lot, and he can have more energy to observe the battle situation. "Mia, the rear is safe for the time being, and the firepower will be concentrated first. Ahead, try to clear out the enemies on one side first."

"Moback, you jumped a little forward. Take two steps back to reduce the pressure. Pay attention to preserving your physical strength and energy. Who knows if there will be other situations."

Indeed, the situation in the alien projection is changeable. Teams often consume their energy wantonly in a battle. As a result, they are unable to fight due to excessive consumption in the subsequent encounter, which ultimately leads to unnecessary attrition. Therefore, retaining energy is the key to every team. Important things a mature team must pay attention to.

"Xiuer, this can't continue." The voice of the necromancer suddenly came from behind, "There is a problem."

"Say."

"The undead here are completely different from the ones we have in Parvatiga. They have no soul fire."

"Speak clearly." He smashed the skull of an undead with a hammer, and Shuer frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice?" Militi said hurriedly, "Our battle seems to be going well, but in fact there is not much progress at all, and the number of enemies has not decreased much."

"Huh?" Awakened by the words, Shuer took a closer look at the battlefield. After a charge and a few minutes of defensive operations, especially after the two main attackers, Safu and Mia, attacked as much as they could, it stands to reason that the number of undead would increase. It should have been reduced by at least half, but in fact, the number of enemies on the battlefield was by no means less than three hundred, and the victory achieved was less than a quarter.

What's happening here?
With doubts, Shuer deliberately stared at a few undead souls that he originally thought would die. Sure enough, he discovered a problem. Even if the skulls were crushed and the container carrying the soul fire was destroyed, they were still not dead. He picked up the incomplete heads and messed around. Wear it on your cervical spine and join the battle again.

"What's going on with the soul fire?" Thinking of what Meredith had just said, Soul immediately thought of the problem, "How can we really kill them?"

(End of this chapter)