Mu Shaoan felt like a hedgehog. In addition to the heavy armor on his head, the Immortal Shield was full of feather arrows. It was so damn. There were at least a dozen skeleton archers shooting at him in the darkness opposite, and the skeleton warrior in front of him rushed over as if he didn't have money.

Incessant.

He thought he must have rushed to a terrain passage in the catacomb, and as a result, he blocked the skeleton warriors and corpses from deeper into this place, and refused to give in.

There was no movement behind him. Do you know where those guys from Duncan went? Or did you say that he was too excited before?

Alas, he suddenly had the illusion of placing densely in online games to sweep monsters. By the way, the catacomb of the Hanluo Temple is just the beginning of the main mission in the Elder Scrolls world. Why are there so many monsters hiding in it?

Mu Shaoan didn't know how many skeleton ghouls he had killed? One hundred or two hundred.

Time passes by minute by minute, without ending in front and teammates behind. This is a pit.

But Mu Shaoan is Mu Shaoan. Even so, he was not at all worried and was still steadily blocked in this position. He dared not say that he was a man who was a man who was in a pass, but he wanted to pass here, but he really didn't even have a door.

He is still this kind of stubborn temper.

Let's see who can stand up to whom?

In the darkness, he suddenly pulled Lengzi and grabbed the long sword of war under his left armpit. He raised his hand and took out a wooden spear from behind. He threw it out and thirty meters away. A skeleton archer thirty meters away was immediately killed by a headshot.

Before he could continue to throw, Mu Shaoan suddenly lowered his body, avoided a swinged battle axe and swept over his head. Once he turned around, the war sword came to his hand and cut the skeleton warrior into two pieces with a diagonal slash. There was no need to be proud of anything, because the next moment, a corpse ghost mage with a stinking stinking all over his body rushed to the front, roaring continuously, and a cold frost in his palm covered Mu Shaoan.

That's right, just like the noble and rare magician, this kind of corpse ghost mage is not that high-end. There are two kinds of spells back and forth, one is the frost spell that is only effective within five meters of close range, and the other is the flame burning spell.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise Mu Shaoan would have fled long ago.

The Immortal Heavy Shield quickly raised the upper body. The temperature of this frost was about minus 60 degrees below zero. Anyway, Mu Shaoan didn't feel the threat. Instead, he felt like taking a bath in a stream with melting snow water. This was refreshing.

The War Fire Sword pricked forward and directly broke into the ghoul's mouth. With his wrist crossed, most of his head was cut down in a row. The sharpness of the War Fire Sword was undoubtedly revealed at this time.

Taking advantage of the moment when the headless corpse of the corpse ghost was blocking it in front, Mu Shaoan once again handed his sword under his left armpit, threw a wooden spear like lightning, and killed the second skeleton archer. This is also the benefit of his fierce battle here for a long time.

The battle continued, Mu Shaoan had no intention of retreating, and the corpse ghosts and skeletons had no intention of giving up the charge, and they were still in endless stream.

Time flies slowly, and an hour has passed, and no changes have occurred on the battlefield.

Two hours have passed, but the battlefield here has not changed.

Of course, at this time, Mu Shaoan finally noticed one thing, that is, the skeletons piled up under his feet were silently decreasing. In other words, the infinitely b-b-appeared skeletons in the catacombs here did not appear, but a powerful necromancer deep in the catacombs, and the other party was constantly resurrecting the skeletons, so this formed a strange phenomenon here.

According to normal circumstances, this catacomb is gloomy and terrifying, and the dead energy is full of death. The necromancer simply occupies the right time, place and people. Unfortunately, he met Mu Shaoan this time, as if he didn't know how tired he was. He just held his shield and held a knife and blocked him tightly. He would kill as much as you come. If you have the ability, we would waste it.

Three hours have passed,

Four hours have passed,

Five hours have passed,

Six hours have passed,

Mu Shaoan's explosion value has been cleared hundreds of times in a row. His stomach was so hungry that he was close to his heart and his mental power was almost exhausted. He didn't remember how many skeleton corpse ghosts he killed?

But at this moment, there were finally no skeleton warriors or corpse ghosts rushing out on the opposite side, and only a few skeleton archers were still shooting.

These bastards.

Holding the Immortal Shield with one hand, Mu Shaoan bent down and groped on the ground to find a few one-handed axes, and threw them one by one.

So one minute later, the whole world finally became quiet.

Sitting down, Mu Shaoan reached out and took out a large bag of vine-root powder from his backpack, poured it into his mouth and washed it down with clean water. This was the only thing left in his hand that could quickly recover physical strength and a small amount of mental strength.

After recovering a little, he took out the torch he had prepared long ago and ignited it. Seeing that the sky was pitiful, he had never had time to ignite the thing. He looked back and saw that there was no movement. I wonder where Duncan, Tarr and the others ran?

But at this time he didn't want to pay attention. He put away the long sword of war. He held the torch in one hand and held the shield in the other hand and touched forward. Although his health was only 121 points left, and although he was so tired that he could sleep for three days and three nights, the matter could not be over. He had to go ahead and take a look.

With the help of the light of torches, along the stone road covered by spider webs, there are dense coffins on both sides. The ancient Nords really had a unique aesthetic habit. After people died, they were placed together from generation to generation, fearing that they would become skeletons and corpses after death and would not be able to defeat the invaders. Do many ghosts have great power?

It was quiet all the way, but fortunately there was no fork, otherwise Mu Shaoan would have a headache.

He walked around and walked through one huge tomb after another, and the terrain continued to go down. Sure enough, he could never touch the corpse ghoul skeleton again. It was probably that the necromancer had been exhausted as a dog.

Finally, when arriving at another luxurious and huge tomb, Mu Shaoan saw the light, not the fire, but the sky light. A huge crack naturally formed from the mountains, which was very spectacular. You can also see lush unknown vines and a few small white flowers on the crack. It is not easy. You can still see such a fresh scene in this dirty, stenchy, dark, gloomy and evil catacomb. Mu Shaoan suddenly felt that life was beautiful, especially when he also saw someone.

To be precise, it was a person wearing a black robe, lying on the ground in a large shape, and in a very indecent posture. Judging from the other party's chest, she was still a rare woman. She was still alive, with a weak breath, vomiting blood in her mouth, and her eyes were dispersed, and she was obviously tired.

This is simply nonsense. Even a high-level necromancer who has continuously resurrected the skeleton and corpse ghosts for five or six hours must be exhausted as a dog.

The moment Mu Shaoan saw the other party, he launched an attack. With the last blow, the sky spear that had not been able to be moved roared by, and the opponent's head was blown into a paste without any suspense.

Unfortunately, the killing information was blank. These experience values ​​and other things turned into reputation. It seems that Brother Hood was not dead.

Next, without caring about searching for the spoils, Mu Shaoan sat down with a huge sarcophagus. Well, the sarcophagus is empty, so he can make sure that there will be no situation in the ghost film.

A few minutes later, he finally got some confidence when he ate a large piece of bread, and then began to look around. However, the more he looked, the more familiar he felt.

Look at the layout, look at the huge and luxurious sarcophagus, the smooth cliffs that were directly carved out from the rocks of the mountain, and the strange symbols engraved on the cliffs with unknown meanings.

Wow, isn’t this the place where the Destiny Pig Feet and the Great Dragonborn start their journey of fate in the Elder Scrolls game world?

According to the plot, the Dragonborn Pig's Feet came here to look for Dragon Stone for the palace mage in Xueman City, and then killed the final BSS Ghost Lord here, grabbed the Dragon Stone, and then learned the way to roar.

But it is obvious that at this moment, regardless of whether the dragonborn pig's feet came here or not, the corpse ghost lord BSs here has been killed, the dragon stone has been taken away, and the magic of the roaring way has been consumed. In short, the role in the plot has been lost, so a necromancer is occupied by a magpie's nest.

After thinking about this, Mu Shaoan stopped thinking about it. He stood up and first searched carefully for the necromancer, stripping away all the magician bag and the necromancer robe.

The harvest was quite rich. In addition to the so-called Necromancer Robe, the magician's small bag provided Mu Shaoan with a bottle of blue mana recovery potion, but this thing can also restore mental power. In the Pande world, the virus layouter Creeves had such a bottle on it, which seemed very precious.

Without saying a word, Mu Shaoan poured it down and instantly recovered 150 points of mental power. It was a good thing.

In addition, there are four bottles of life potion, which are the worst-quality ones. After taking them, they will recover 50 health points within one minute.

Finally, there are some gold coins, bone meal and other materials, no magic books or spell scrolls. Mu Shaoan has completely given up on this. It seems that he has no fate with the Dharma Master in this life.

Then he took out the level territory stone he exchanged for with the Dragon Tears Gem.

By the way, he just used this thing for experiments. After all, there were too many skeletons and ghosts he killed just now, so he couldn't search in the dark. It's still quite good to have such a battlefield plundering weapon.

The moment he put this gray territory stone underground, he immediately received a routine message.

"No. 11982, you are placing 360 garbage cleaning assistant. Since the version level of this garbage cleaning assistant is the lowest, it takes five seconds to start this time. The startup process and data recovery process require 50 Chaos gold coins to be consumed. Will it continue?"

“Yes, continue.”

Mu Shaoan is no longer surprised by this style of plucking feathers by geese.

Next, a grey light radiated from the territory stone. The cover range was not estimated to be a hundred meters in size. The first one was the corpse of the necromancer, which directly turned into a large data stream and was sucked into it. But this was not over. There were still a large amount of data streams gathering towards the territory stone from all directions.

Mu Shaoan didn't think there was anything wrong with this at first.

But a few seconds later, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly wanted to pick up the territory stone, but it was too late. It will be continued.

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Chapter completed!