Invincible Bones

Chapter 64 The Soul Burial of Little Bones
"This……"

A sober alcoholic raised his fist in mid-air.

Although it was unbelievable, he was convinced that he saw the cold and ignorant Undead Bone Race bowing to them!

He used to be a soldier of the Guard of the Thunder Dragon King. Because of his dull nature, he never broke through the elementary human race and was promoted to the middle level, so he never had the opportunity to become a squad leader. He has been an ordinary soldier for nearly ten years in a daze .

In the end, he was finally replaced by newborn blood, completely losing his job as a guard.

After that, he let himself down, went to the tavern every day, and used the money he saved as a soldier to get drunk.

Only in this way, he will not be tortured sleeplessly by the cruelty of reality.

And the politeness of Little Bones brought out his habit of protecting legal aliens that he had left behind in the escort team.

Therefore, he raised his fist, but he still couldn't raise the strength to hammer it down.

"Hahaha! I don't know if the young Undead Bone Race has been given a good name. If not, it will be a big fortune!"

The old soldiers who had retired a long time ago did not attack because of their physical habits, and the other drunks showed no mercy.

They don't have such excellent predecessors as old soldiers, so when they do things, they lack a sense of reason.

Bang bang bang!
Three or four pairs of fists slammed on the bones of the small bones. The human race's physical strength was really limited. A novice burly man could only distort and dislocate the bones of his body when he hammered hard.

Da da!

After successfully receiving a blow, the little bone finally became famous, and the fluctuation of mana power spread around its body.

The drunks immediately felt that the fists they hit on the body of the undead bone tribe were twisting a little bit.

Flesh and flesh are fine, more elastic and able to buffer against not-so-violent twists, but the hard bones are different. As the joints of their fingers are twisted a little bit, they gradually feel severe pain.

"It's a curse! This young Undead Bone Race is already at the elementary level!"

The pain made the drunks wake up a little bit, and after feeling the magic power overflowing from the little bones, they all backed away.

Whoosh.

A drunk man took a few steps back, grabbed a small wooden stool on the ground, and the additional force surged from his palm, strengthening the fragile wooden stool until it was as hard as steel.

Whoosh whoosh.

The other drunks also became serious, and some picked up the broom placed in the corner of the tavern, and added the attribute of a sharp blade.

Some were more straightforward. They removed half of the small wooden doors of the tavern, attached heavy attributes, and carried them on their shoulders, ready to smash down on the small bones at any time.

"Spell power? How is it possible? Why couldn't the slightest bit be sensed from its body at first?!" The old soldier took a few steps back.

Like the other drunks, he followed them to surround the little bone at first, but he couldn't sense the magic power emanating from the white thread inside the little bone, so he judged that it was a newly unearthed, non-threatening Undead bones.

Because of this, they dared to surround him with bare hands.

But now... Even though they are both beginners, they can't detect the magic power in its body.

Could it be that this is a mutant undead bone race?
Thinking of this, the old soldier was more than half sober.

After realizing that he actually wanted to attack an undead bone tribe in the capital just now, a gleam of gratitude flashed in his somewhat muddy eyes.

Fortunately, he didn't make a move, otherwise, he would really lose face if he was caught and detained by those younger generations!
"Hey! You all calm down..." He called out to the slightly drunk drinking companions beside him.

But how could the group of big guys at the top pay attention to him?

Before he could finish speaking, they rushed towards the small bone with weapons with various attributes attached.

Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sharp black spear appeared in front of the chest of the person in the front. The black spear cut a small hole in the skin of his chest, causing him to stop in pain.

The original intention of the small bone was to grow a black spear in his body, but he was still in good condition with the additional force in his body, and the curse didn't play much role, it could only be born from the outside, causing a little damage.

If it was a normal one-on-one duel, this blow from Xiaoguo was enough to establish an advantage.

It can take advantage of the victory when the opponent stops, and constantly weaken the opponent's state with curses.

Even in the face of a possible counterattack, you can still recover with your immortality and take him away with one shot!
However, it was an unfair group fight...

"Little thing, taste the corner of this stool!"

Just when Little Bones was about to release the second "Curse·Black Spear", several drunks with elementary strength appeared beside it.

boom!
The corner of the extremely hard wooden stool slammed into his right leg bone, and there was a "crack", which was the sound of bones breaking.

Regardless of his unsteady right leg, Little Bones stretched out his white bone hand to hold the arm of the drunk man holding the stool. The mantra in his body was condensed in the palm, and the distorted force exploded and acted on the drunk man's arm.

The drunk man was in pain, and hurriedly let go of the wooden stool in his hand, and withdrew his arm suddenly, in order to avoid the twisted curse of the little bone.

At this moment, another drunk came over. He raised the sharp broom in his hand, and violently swept across the ribs and spine of the small bones.

The sharp broom instantly cuts the small bone in half!
Hey!
The head with half of the spine connected to the small bones floated in the air. Its empty eye sockets stared at the drunk man holding the broom, and the fingers of the lower body were slightly raised.

The mantra was emitted in a targeted manner, and the drunk man grabbed the broom with both palms, and suddenly two black spears emerged out of thin air!
The spear cut through the skin, and the drunk suffered pain. He threw down the broom with the sharp attribute and backed up again and again.

As a result, Xiaogu's upper body lost its balance and fell to the ground along with the lower body.

The scattered bones swayed slightly, and before the body of the small bones could be condensed again, a shadow appeared above it.

The drunk man who held the heavy attribute door panel with both hands walked quickly, threw the door panel down, and smashed it heavily on the scattered bones of small bones.

boom! !

Neither the door panel nor the bones could bear the impact of the huge weight, and at the same time, they were broken into pieces of sawdust and broken bones all over the floor.

Grasping this opportunity, the rest of the drunks, who had recovered, charged forward with tools and weapons they had dismantled from nowhere, ready to launch a second round of attacks.

At this time, the broken bones all over the ground suddenly spread out, and first condensed into scattered body parts such as shoulder blades, hand bones, and skulls. After avoiding the attacks of the drunks, they were reassembled into a complete body of small bones on the street behind.

"That's right, in the face of several people's beatings, even if they have the characteristic of immortality, they will be exhausted in the wheel battle. If you keep the distance, it will be a matter of time to defeat them one by one."

Lin Zhi held a piece of transparent red watermelon in both hands, and looked with interest at the little bones that were confronting several junior humans not far away.

I saw the small bones standing straight in place, as if something was brewing, the palm of the right hand was raised slightly, and there was a very weak white light spreading out from the palm.

"Little thing, do you still want to run?"

Human drunks with weapons approached step by step, but Little Bones seemed completely unaware, and the white line in his body, representing the power of mantra, frantically converged towards his palm.

Almost instantly, the white line stopped flowing, passing quickly through the small bone body.

A gloomy and icy breath erupted, and the drunks who had already walked up to the little bones, including other onlookers, all the races felt very clearly that their spirit and body seemed to be out of touch, and their consciousness had fallen into a depth. In the visible abyss.

"that is?!"

Lin Zhi, who was eating melons leisurely, was startled when he saw a thin layer of substantive magic power appearing in the palm of the small bone, and the blue fire in the eye frame shook violently.

The little bone is now overloading the mana power in his body, and what he wants to use is actually what he once used against the top-level demon Trophas...

Super high-level curse, soul burial! !

　Thanks to Xingkong, Dalabangbabande Bedib Tobiru (there is such a long name...), Gu Nian, Mingyue Qingfeng, ~Bai, Jiangbei, please call me Captain Slender Jun, don’t ask the rewards of the world !
　　
　
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