Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"Bang..."

The potion bottle fell from Wang Ye's hand and fell into countless fragments.

Mu Yu'er was not far in front of Wang Ye, focusing all her attention and perception on Wang Ye, her eyes full of concern.

It's just that what she cares about is not Wang Ye's life, but the effect of her bottle of dark green potion.

But after seeing Wang Ye's pupils, which had begun to dilate, the look of concern in her eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by indifference.

In the past few months, she has seen such scenes nearly a hundred times.

She knew that her potion had failed again, and the mage apprentice she had used as a test product was dead.

"If you want to blame, blame fate..." After whispering, Mu Yu'er relaxed her tense spirit slightly, and prepared to proceed to the next step of the procedure, which was to check the reason for the failure.

As soon as she took a step forward, she suddenly stopped and looked at Wang Ye in surprise and delight.

Her spiritual perception was telling her clearly that the mage apprentice in front of her, who should have turned into a corpse, was alive!

How can it be?!

Yes... Was it successful???

She clenched her teeth, tensed her delicate body, and did not dare to move, lest she disturb Wang Ye and make some mistake.

[Suffering lethal damage, triggering the undead substitute death, damage transferring...

] [Damage transfer completed, a total of 16 damage transferred to 5 undead summons]

Wang Ye felt as if his brain pulp was stirred up with a spoon, and the pain made him almost lose consciousness.

But this pain, just like the rain in June, came and went quickly, more like a three-second man than a three-second man, and before he could react to what was going on, it was completely over, leaving mud all over the ground and tearful pear blossoms....

The originally dilated pupils refocused, and after he saw the several lines of dark blue words that appeared in front of him, the heart hanging in mid-air completely fell back to his stomach.

Bet right!

As a mature gambling dog, Wang Ye knows very well what his hole cards are.

When there is no choice, he has the courage to die and live later.

For the result, Wang Ye was surprised and full of ecstasy.

He originally thought that he would walk before the ghost gate closed, and then pass this level without risk, but he didn't expect that there were benefits to take during this ghost gate trip, and this benefit was extremely rich!

Two talents!

His grandmother's, did I sleep with Lady Luck when I just walked through the ghost door?

Hey, can lady luck go to the prefecture for a day trip?

Although the result was good, this experience of being forced to the gambling table by others was not good, which made Wang Ye feel a little annoyed.

But this anger, he can't vent now, he can only forcibly suppress it, and make plans later.

"How?"

Seeing Wang Ye's pupils refocused, Mu Yuer couldn't wait to ask.

As soon as Wang Ye was about to answer, he felt a soft foot, and then he stumbled and threw himself forward.

For him now, the reduction of two points of strength and two points of agility is a very big side effect, enough to trigger a chain reaction.

The first manifestation is the extreme weakness of the body and the reduction of control over one's own body.

Feeling that he was about to fall, Wang Ye instinctively reached out to support the ground, but due to the decrease in agility attributes, his hand was one step slower, and if nothing else, he would use his head and the floor to make an intimate conversation, and test the quality of the floor with practical actions.

Fortunately, something happened unsurprisingly.

Mu Yu'er saw that Wang Ye was about to fall, hesitated slightly, but still waved his hand and released a spell.

An extremely rich light gray "cloud" appeared out of thin air, accurately catching Wang Ye, who was about to fall.

"Boom..."

Wang Ye fell headlong on the "clouds", and his hands that were stretched out a little later also inserted into it.

At this time, although Wang Ye's body was a little slow to react, his brain was running at high speed, and he recognized at a glance what this gaseous object similar to "clouds" was.

Grievances!

At least level 25 median grievances!

Only grievances above level 25 can initially materialize their bodies.

Fortunately, he is a necromancer, and his body has been transformed by the death factor, otherwise he will have to empty his health just by being wrapped in this middle grudge.

But even so, the cold aura emanating from the middle undead still made Wang Ye couldn't help but snort a little.

Wang Ye hurriedly got up from the package of the grievance spirit, quietly took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the middle grievance spirit in front of him.

His grandmother's, it's so cold.

After Wang Ye got up, the middle-ranking grievance spirit spread on the ground turned into a puff of smoke, fluttered lightly behind Mu Yuer, condensed an illusory face of a human woman, and stared at Wang Ye expressionlessly.

"How are you feeling now? Is there any abnormal feeling? Mu Yu'er asked again eagerly.

"Headache... It hurts... The body also feels very weak... Weak... Soft... It's very uncomfortable..." replied Wang Ye tiredly.

Although his heart was very happy, his body was really tired.

"What about the others? Have you found anything else? Wang Ye's answer obviously did not satisfy Mu Yuer, which was not her focus.

"Master Mage, the others... I don't know, I haven't found it yet..." Wang Ye said vaguely.

Talent, as long as he didn't say it himself, then even if he split his head and cut his body into pieces, it couldn't be found.

Wang Ye is now not in the slightest, the potion that can trigger the lethal effect, except for him, any transcendent person within level 10, whoever drinks will die!

Extraordinary people who exceed level 10, or higher level transcendents, will not play a much stimulating role, and then be stimulated talent.

Although Mu Yuer's elixir is still only a life-threatening semi-finished product, it is already on the road to success.

In time, she will surely succeed.

Mu Yu'er frowned, but seeing Wang Ye's pale face, blue lips, and a weak body, he shook his head lightly and said softly: "Then you rest first, I'll let people send you something to eat, you rest well, let's study it slowly..." Without

waiting for Wang Ye to reply, Mu Yuer said bluntly: "Apprentice, you are lucky!" To tell you the truth, you are currently the only one who survived taking the potion.

"Heh, don't look at me with this expression, you new apprentices will die at the hands of the sheep priests even if you don't die here."

"This is your destiny!"

"And you, at the moment, seem to be relatively lucky."

"But this luck depends on whether you can let me see the follow-up value..."