The lord is red again

The manor welcomed another batch of guests. The inexplicable deaths have left many undead people with a shadow in their hearts.

A ghost-style dungeon without a health bar, invisible enemies.

"But the reward is very high." Reina's left hand is a shield with a "rebound" effect, and her right hand is an ordinary sergeant's long sword with a sharp enchantment.

All of these were obtained by her "shopping".

At this time, she was holding a bottle of sword oil and applying it to the sword. Her skillful movements made the six undead people following her couldn't help but stare at each other.

The undead people could never have imagined that the NPC in front of them would become a task maniac, and even the entire action team was formed by Reina.

The reason why she did this was for military merit and for shopping!

The team was not a front-line team, but everyone had a certain tacit understanding of cooperation, so it was relatively calm after entering the manor.

"According to the first law of horror games, there must be a jumping face at the corner!" Sister Li Wansui was talking freely, talking about the experience she learned from the horror movie clips she saw between her fingers.

"No enemies!" Reina just sniffed lightly and walked forward.

The undead looked at each other and chose to follow her.

The manor had not been cleaned for a long time. The dust was pulled up when they passed by, and then stuck to everyone's back like a cloak.

There was no light in the dim environment, and everyone tacitly did not light torches to avoid the firelight attracting something in advance.

"There is a dance hall in front," Reina turned her head and said, "We must ensure absolute silence!"

She had seen a figure swaying in the dance hall.

The faint light could not tell whether it was a candle or other insects that could emit light. Her vision was not as sharp as her nose.

But there was a bloody smell inside, which meant that there was definitely danger.

"This is easy to deal with!"

The treasure-stealing banshee was brought up again. Although the gadget was quite unique, her function of stealing sound was very useful, and it was simply an excellent prop for stealth.

Reina opened her mouth, but could not make a sound.

She had seen many strange actions and ways of doing things by the undead.

Pushing the door open, seven people crouched and squeezed into the ballroom, with only one woman in a dress sitting on the ground.

[Old noblewoman, Miss Nightingale, Carney Gilman, lv11]

[Life: 3000/3000]

A map monster with a very unreasonable health bar, it can't even be called an elite monster, but it should be called a boss.

The other party seemed to be able to feel someone approaching from behind, Miss Nightingale slowly turned her head, revealing her terrifying bird face like a nightingale, her mouth had grown into a long and sharp beak, and her neck was long and thin and stretched forward.

She opened her mouth to call, but no sound came out.

With her hands spread out, the undead found that Miss Nightingale's body had long been integrated with the dress, which was both her dress and her feathers.

Miss Nightingale opened her arms and fluttered up. Under the dress was a pair of curled bird-like claws, and the claws rubbed out sparks like blades and stabbed the undead.

Reina took a step forward and used the "shield counter" shield to successfully deflect the opponent's attack. Long-term cooperation with the undead has given her a set of combat logic.

From the perspective of the undead, the NPC in their team is too strong.

The other people reacted quickly and raised their hands to attack.

The explosive bombardment completely enveloped Miss Nightingale, and the blooming light was dazzling.

Miss Nightingale broke through the window and smashed to the ground. After a few twitches, she was motionless.

The 11th level BOSS with 3000 blood, if it was when the game just started internal testing, they might really have a headache for a while, but now the undead just want to say that it is a bit weak.

Then they encountered two more BOSS battles.

"Is there nothing else in the whole manor, only the BOSS?" Sister Li said in a low voice.

Reina walked in the front, and the power of the old nobles also made her heart tremble. She could see that the old nobles were fighting with instinct. If such power was completely controlled by the blood clan...

"Hehe~"

A laugh suddenly came, and everyone immediately looked up and looked ahead, a staircase.

The sound came from upstairs and penetrated the space.

The feeling that made her tremble from the bottom of her heart came over her. The terrifying atmosphere made her feel "death" for the first time in a long time, but the undead around her didn't feel anything, just complaining about the weird laughter.

The undead can't sense anyone's power, but as long as they see it with their own eyes, they can see the other party's true and false, a contradictory ability.

"Don't go up!" Reina reminded the undead.

But the voice has captured their position.

In the quiet corridor, the landscape paintings of the painter Boyd are hung, and there is a set of armored knights who can only be used as decorations standing at the corner with swords.

A faint light suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Lena felt her heart tightened. She had the same sense of fear as when Lind's eyes swept over her that day. However, when she looked at the undead, she found that they had raised their weapons and were watching with smiles on their faces, and were even discussing excitedly.

The light expanded rapidly, and then suddenly tore the space apart. A very long and thin arm stretched out, and laughter came from behind the light. The charming voice and the evil scene in front of her made people's backs cold.

"Let's get a few slashes first, brothers!" An undead rushed forward first.

The skinny and strange arm raised up, and it moved slowly but easily to grab the undead. The white knuckles locked the undead as they tightened.

"Help!" The other undead rushed up, and they raised their weapons to besiege.

The active attack seemed to have angered the thing that was laughing. The dim light expanded to connect the floor and the ceiling, and a thin and staggering figure squeezed out of it.

It had to bend its waist to stay standing.

It was wearing a dress, just like the name of the copy, this was a dance.

The shoulder straps of the dress were pulled very long, all the way down to the navel.

So the chest of the thing in front of it was completely exposed. It had a pair of shriveled and drooping things, like a water bag that was expanded by water, but the water bag was broken now.

The mouth was biting something, and it could be seen that it was torn off from somewhere else, one by one, and it looked disgusting, like a reproductive weapon, wriggling in the mouth, and spewing dirty white mucus with a highly toxic substance from time to time.

[Old Noble Miss Druids, lv22]

[Life: 5535/5800]

The thing in front of them was one of the characters mentioned in the "Royal City Raiders". Fortunately, they had heard the "correct version" from Miss Doris, otherwise they would have inexplicably sympathized with him when they thought that such a thing might be related to Lind.

The captured undead was still struggling, but Miss Druids had already lifted him up and put him to her mouth, and those things that were wriggling like tentacles drilled into the undead's mouth.