Dark Age

Chapter 11 Single hand speed

Maybe it was the women's courage that inspired everyone, or maybe it was the crisis of death, a group of people finally stopped running away, and some of the men saw Ye Mo easily piercing through the head of a carrion, like a light rising from the darkness, Gritting his teeth, he rushed over.

Chi Chi Chi!
Blood spewed everywhere, splashed on the ground and on the door, and some people with relatively weak combat effectiveness were killed on the spot.

The rotting corpses are very weak, but they still have the attack power of a grown man, and after a while, their attack power will increase, and those who dare not take up weapons will still die.

"If you don't want to die, pick up your weapon and fight!"

Ye Mo roared, his body jumped up like a spring, and the dagger in his hand pierced the head of a carrion.

His eyes were bloodshot. Even if only three rotting corpses could pass through the corridor at one time, he still couldn't resist it alone. Fortunately, a few strong men and women now shared part of the pressure.

In his hands, the black thorn was like a flame jumping in the night, easily posing various unbelievable angles, quickly piercing through the heads of the rotting corpses.

Ingenuity is a solidified permanent skill for improving the thief's hand speed, and the full-level ingenuity can even transform hand shadows in the air.

Therefore, it is quite good that this skill throws out the other two pathways.

It's just that in the early days, what the Demon Hunter cared most about was attacking.

The rotten corpses rushed up one after another. In order to save energy and vitality, Ye Mo directly turned off the best perspective.

He knew that the position of the rotten wolf was still far behind. This cunning rotting creature of the year was extremely sensitive to crises, and they would only act when they were sure that there was no major crisis.

On the contrary, the rotting corpses are weaker, and they are not even comparable to the mentally retarded green goblin dwarves, after all, the latter still have IQ.

"I can't stop it! There are too many!"

Su Su fought side by side with Ye Mo all the time, her long hair was stuck to the gushing corpse, and a piece of flesh was torn off from the tiger's mouth of her left hand, and blood trickled down.

This kind of fighting, this kind of will, as an ordinary person, is even more moving.

"Retreat, retreat while fighting, retreat upstairs, and pull out those guys hiding in the room." Ye Mo roared.

As a thief, before he fell into his skills, he was really not suitable for group attacks, especially close-range group attacks.

His strength can easily crush rotting corpses, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't stop the endless rotting corpses.

dispersion!

The only way now is to disperse the number of rotting corpses. Only in this way can the group of people behind them survive. As for how much they survive, it is not up to him to decide.

It's a pity that Ye Mo's body is weak, and the doors of each family cannot be opened by ordinary people.

They have retreated to the tenth floor.

hoo hoo hoo!
A deep roar filled the entire corridor, and those who were originally encouraged by Ye Mo were paralyzed again.

Except for the woman who was still fighting and the few men who died, the rest of the people were all scared out of their wits at this moment.

They ran to the roof of the building like crazy. In the darkness, the sound of panic was like a mouse.

"Damn!"

Ye Mo cursed secretly, once everyone was surrounded on the roof, what awaited them would be a massacre.

The task of the black magic pattern medal is beyond Ye Mo's imagination, and this is also the price of getting the black magic pattern medal.

Back then, his first mandatory task was to kill fifty green goblin dwarves. Compared with this task, it was not too simple.

Fortunately, the situation was not as bad as imagined. On the tenth floor, a family suddenly opened the door.

A gentle young man wearing glasses came out.He looked flustered and held a brown stick in his hand.

Mage! ?
I rely on!

Looking at the stick, Ye Mo immediately recognized the identity of that gentle young man.

Happiness comes so suddenly!

He kicked away a rotting corpse that flew up, and said, "You are a mage, you should be able to use arcane missiles, attack quickly."

The gentle young man groaned, holding the staff in one hand, putting his left hand on his chest, and murmured something.

The chanting time for level 1 arcane missiles is three seconds, while for full level arcane missiles, it is almost instant, and there is no need to sing at all.

As the spell sounded, the staff in the gentle youth's hand emitted a light blue light.

brush!
His arm moved slightly, and in the next second, a stream of light streaked across the corridor, flying towards the group of carrion corpses at the front.

The arcane missile hit a carrion corpse almost instantly, and the head of that carrion corpse suddenly exploded, and the blue light flooded the entire corridor in a short time.

Carrion corpses are not afraid of light, but they will feel pain for light with vitality attribute.

All of a sudden, all the rotting corpses stopped in unison.

Su Su on the side covered her mouth in horror.

For ordinary people, Ye Mo's combat power is already at the level of horror, but after all, it is still within the scope of understanding.

But this gentle young man, that missile...

magic?

Su Su's mind was completely messed up.

"It's too late." The gentle young man said quickly, and while speaking, he retreated and chanted again.

Ye Mo nodded, looking at the group of rotting corpses, he also knew that although a level 1 mage was powerful, they were also powerless when faced with a large number of rotting corpses.

When this mage appeared, Ye Mo didn't put his hopes on him, but only because this mage could attract the attention of rotten wolves.

"Hold them and give me a few minutes." Ye Mo shouted.

Although the chanting time of the Arcane Missile is three seconds, the light can make the carrion group stagnate a little, and with the help of Su Su and the woman, it is no problem to delay for a minute or two before the mage's vitality is exhausted.

"Okay, leave it to me." The young mage gradually stabilized, his IQ surpassing that of ordinary people made him quickly choose to trust Ye Mo.

Ye Mo dragged three or four rotting corpses to the twelfth floor quickly.

With one hand, he stretched out the body of the carrion corpse, took out a large amount of corpse fluid from the wound, and spread it all over his body. He even shouted a few mouthfuls just to be on the safe side.

The stench just made him frown. He has done many more disgusting things in his previous life.

After everything was ready, he lay down on the ground and pressed the corpses of several carrion corpses on his body.

The young mage, Su Su, and the woman with the kitchen knife retreated while fighting. The blue arcane missiles roared amazingly in the corridor, and one after another rotten corpses fell, but more rotten corpses rushed up behind them.

They retreated to the No.13 floor, and everyone's exclamation came from upstairs.

boom!
A rotting corpse stepped on Ye Mo's body... Immediately afterwards, more and more rotting corpses passed Ye Mo's body.

However, they did not find Ye Mo.

"It worked."

Ye Mo knew that the senses of these rotting corpses were not very sensitive. In such a chaotic situation, coupled with the corpse fluid on Ye Mo's body, there was a high probability that they could get away with it.

Ye Mo is waiting, waiting for the rotten wolf to come over, and then give it a fatal blow.

Once there is no leader of the rotten wolf, then relying on him and the young mage, they will definitely be able to trap and kill the rotten corpses one by one.

"It's on the tenth floor." Under the best perspective, Ye Mo was able to clearly locate the Rotten Wolf.

Eleventh floor!
five meters...

Three meters...

The more critical the moment was, the more stable his heart became. Even his breathing disappeared, and his whole body seemed to be dead.

At this time, the Rotten Wolf's attention was completely attracted by the young mage.

This is also within Ye Mo's expectation.

one meter!
kill!

Ye Mo jumped up from under the rot, and the black thorn pierced into the left hind leg of the rot wolf at an extremely fast speed.

There is its weakness.

Blood splashed out all of a sudden.

The rotten wolf howled, apparently unaware that there was a demon hunter lying in ambush here to assassinate it.

Roar!
The rotten wolf turned around and bit him.

It is fast, and Ye Mo's speed is even faster.

"Compare the speed with me? My brother's hand speed is not for nothing after being single for 28 years."

Ye Mo let out a low cry, facing the rotten wolf's bite, he didn't even look at it, relying on the inertia of the impact and the strength of his body, he directly hit the rotten wolf's body.

Without changing his face, the black thorn pierced again, cutting off one of the rotten wolf's legs on the spot.

The force of the rush made the rotten wolf lose its sense of balance, and the tip of its teeth bit Ye Mo's arm, tearing off a little bit of flesh and blood.

It realized the danger of death, and black smoke suddenly rose from its body.

"Do you still want to transform into a fallen person?"

It takes ten seconds to transform into a fallen person, even if it's just a year old rotten wolf.

Ye Mo would not give it any chance at all.

The black thorn pierced the rotten wolf's throat mercilessly, causing the rotten wolf to twitch a few times before falling to the ground and dying.

And at this moment, a group of rotting corpses around reacted.

But facing the group of rotting corpses who had lost their leader, Ye Mo was still on the stairs, Ye Mo played them off in two or three moves, and jumped to the upper floors.

The next step is simple.

Ye Mo and the gentle youth came to the top floor, opened the door of the top floor to a width only enough for a carrion corpse to enter, and if one came, they would kill one.

Although it took a long time, gradually, the rotting corpses here were finally cleaned up.

The corridor was full of corpse fluid, Ye Mo took a look, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and fell to the ground with the young mage.

As for the people next to them, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

What did they see tonight? !

……

On the opposite side of Mingyue Community, on the office building, a ruffian young man has a panoramic view of all this.

"Interesting, I actually won. This is a thief and a mage. If they can survive, they are both good candidates." With a cigarette in his mouth, the young man fixed his gaze on the policewoman beside him.

"Boss, that's the policewoman. She has a gun in her hand." The thin man smiled while holding the night vision binoculars.

The young man nodded: "We have a lot of bullets in our hands, and we are short of a gun."

He stretched out his hand, and an arrow rested on the longbow.

(End of this chapter)