Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 70 Ancestor Hobbies
As soon as the enemy appeared, Heine found it even more difficult to breathe.

His legs were bent uncontrollably, as if there was a heavy weight on his shoulders.

Once again, he felt the "emotion" emanating from his opponent's power.

It is stronger than those of Binumu and Silver Wing.

It was like a dark mire, exuding a disgusting rotten odor, and there were countless corpses sleeping in it.

With the experience of the first two times, he vaguely guessed the occupation of his opponent.

This is at least a level five necromancer.

A genuine necromancer.

The other party was just about to say "I'm very angry" on his face. Without further ado, Heine immediately shouted:

"Go!"

Clang!
A ball of sparks exploded in the air behind the opponent.

It's Teacher Xia.

The withered dagger stabbed the opponent fiercely, but it stuck on a bone shield that appeared out of thin air.

Actually a spark appeared.

The mirror-like white bone shield was about thirty centimeters away from the man's body, and it appeared without warning.

It has a strong metallic texture, and An Ya only made a gap in it when it hit it.

Teacher Xia failed and immediately ran away.

At the same time, President Sa's arrows and Wei Dian Yuan's shadow flames arrived in no particular order.

But they were all blocked by the mirror that appeared out of thin air.

Mr. Sa exclaimed: "Holy shit, a living bone shield? Have you never seen this boss before?"

Before the other two people could answer, the enemy suddenly raised his left hand and waved it slightly.

Dense bone spurs suddenly sprang out from the direction where Teacher Xia disappeared, covering a full quarter of the hall.

Three "fuck" sounds sounded one after another.

In just a moment, the wanderer who had no time to escape was stabbed out.

The white bone spikes were like clusters of thorns, instantly tearing his leather armor to pieces.

Then it penetrated the body along the ribs and fixed him on it.

Like a fish caught in a harpoon.

The opponent half-opened his eyes and raised his index finger upward slightly.

The bone spur in the middle suddenly grew longer and stabbed straight into Teacher Xia's skull.

At the same time, Heine had poured all his experience into the latter.

The gains just now, coupled with the experience he gained from guiding his opponents in battle over the past eight days, are enough for him to reach level four!
At the critical moment, the sound of snapping can be heard endlessly.

Teacher Xia broke free from the restraints and barely managed to avoid the fatal bone spurs.

His dagger hit it hard, and his body bounced upward lightly.

The tattered leather armor fell rustlingly.

The body of white bones stood upside down in the center of the cluster of bones.

Then lightly.

He flipped upside down into the air in a manner that would have made Newton lift his body, then flipped over and grabbed a cage.

This gorgeous reversal only happens in the blink of an eye.

The man let out a sigh and suddenly turned to look at Heine.

He obviously also discovered the reason for this.

The moment he was locked, Heine felt like he was in the middle of a dark quagmire.

Countless cold, rotten hands stretched out from below, trying to drag him into the water.

The opponent moved his fingers slightly, and there were more than ten bone spears lined up above his head.

The dead air was kneaded in his hands like plasticine...

Seeing that the bone spear was about to shoot, Heine had no choice but to use his trump card.

He yelled, "Barry Gitile!"

The opponent's expression was slightly stagnant, and his cloudy eyes were filled with light.

The bone spears that lost control fell to the ground one after another, breaking into several pieces on the ground.

The broken bone fragments were still intact when they bounced into the air, but they quickly decayed, dissipated, and returned to life as they fell.

From the formation of the spell to its self-disintegration, it only takes a moment.

This is the most efficient use of energy.

Heine's heart went crazy when he saw it.

He had heard Dylan talk about this kind of energy control... but he had only heard it as a legend.

Wei Dianyuan: "What the hell, energy-saving spellcasting? This boss is level six?? Is it reasonable to stay in the novice area??"

Teacher Xia: "Level [-]? What's going on? Does that mean you're pretty brave?"

He was still holding the birdcage and swinging it in the air. Fortunately, the naked man inside didn't wake up.

Mr. Sa: "I don't know... Heine called him Barry Gitiller. Who is his grandfather?"

Wei Dianyuan: "No way, this man looks like he's about to be buried."

...

Heine was not surprised that the name had an effect.

There is already a portrait of Barry hanging in the manor.

Although I haven't looked at it deliberately, and his appearance at this time is quite different from that in the painting.

But after watching Dylan and Meno for too long these days, he had already memorized the ancestral bones of the Gitile family.

If you look at it for a while, you can see the similarities in this face.Since Barry was the first Kitty to come here, there was nothing wrong with shouting.

Even if the other person is not Barry, at least he is his descendant.

It seemed that the other party took a long time to recall this name and everything it represented.

"You're right, I'm Barry Gitiller."

His voice was low, more like he was talking to himself.

After a long time, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Anthropomorphic emotion appears on the zombie-like face.

He glanced at Heine and then at the beast bodies scattered around.

"Did you stop my experiment just now?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that was you conducting an experiment."

Heine immediately apologized.

Barry looked at Teacher Xia holding the birdcage again.

"interesting.

"Take your undead and come down with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked underground.

Heine did not dare to neglect and followed him.

He calculated in his mind, how pleasant it was to walk on this deserted road when he came in, and how difficult it would be to escape now.

If he wanted to escape, he could only make a bet that the other party would not be able to leave this hall.

The price of doing this is to lose Teacher Xia.

He couldn't afford such a loss.

...

As he walked underground, the stone slabs above his head closed automatically.

Heine was still looking for what mechanism it was, but he saw a ghost floating out of the crack.

This is a human being with only the upper body, his facial features are blurred, and his whole body is translucent.

This is the serious "evil spirit".

It looked like it was the one who pushed the door open.

The air underground was surprisingly fresh, but had the smell of a cemetery.

Heine was all too familiar with this after spending three years at the burial ground.

At this time, the three of them were having a heated exchange.

Mr. Sa: "This is true hiding, brothers, do you feel excited!"

Teacher Xia: "Don't get angry. If Heine hadn't given me the experience, I would have reopened it. I'm sorry, Brother Wei, for taking away your experience."

Wei Dianyuan: "What a big deal, so you guys really didn't understand this copy? Dongchu's is not good enough."

In the game, after the destruction of Novice Village, players can move in three different directions except for the Zanluo Plateau in the west.

Wei Dianyuan belongs to Beidiao, and these two belong to Dongchu.

As for the players in the south, since most of them focus on the life occupations of gathering, forging, and tailoring, they are collectively called entering the factory.

Mr. Sa: "I guess it's a plot issue. At this point in the normal timeline, I'm already running errands for Cuiyeting. Speaking of Brother Wei, what is the level of his instant White Bone Thorns?"

Wei Dian Yuan: "Except for radiation spells, normal AOE (area killing spells) instantaneous requirements are at least level seven, but he doesn't look like him to me, he doesn't even have a self-generated magic pattern.

"Coupled with the aura of energy-saving spellcasting, I think it is a level six boss. After it is over, this place will be regarded as half a lair, with territory bonuses and so on."

Teacher Xia: "The hardness of his bone shield is not good either. The Wither Dagger has no bonus when it kills air-shaped energy objects. It is about the same as a blank slate. It can make a hole out of it. And the reaction speed is not fast enough. This skill is only level [-]." It looks like half or five levels.

"As long as my brother is level [-], I can kill him with just a few more skills. I'm so angry. It makes me scared."

Mr. Sa: "Calculating the time, it's only been less than a month since the server was launched. Just save it."

When he reminded them, both of them were stunned.

Only then did they realize that only so much time had passed...

But they have actually participated in this plot.

Teacher Xia: "One month after the server started, I was still delivering letters in Cuiye Court, a level 11 messenger."

Wei Dianyuan: "My friend is digging tomatoes and potatoes on the outskirts of Godero City. Add a green pepper to make the three delicacies of the ground. It tastes great."

...

Barry Gitiller retreated into a stone chair.

In front of him was a huge stone table. Although there were many things on it, it was not messy.

Behind him is a huge rotating wooden fan blade, where the fresh air comes from.

There is an "outlet" two meters high and one meter wide on each side, with hemolytic wooden boards nailed around it.

Although it was cleaned very clean, the blood had already penetrated the wood into black and red.

A faint blood aura floated on it.

Barry noticed that Heine was looking at the magic circle on the ground.

"Why, are you interested in this deconstruction magic circle?"

Heine made no secret of his surprise.

The shadow of this magic circle vaguely remains on Dylan's analytical magic circle.

However, this deconstructed magic circle is obviously more complex and grand.

"What is it used for?" Heine asked: "Is it used to strip away souls?"

There was a look of memory in Barry's eyes.

"Back then, my youngest son asked the same question..."

(End of this chapter)