I saw so many deaths along the way that the players were almost numb.

They forced themselves to focus on destroying the tombstone.

At this time, there are still undead rushing towards the defense line built by the soldiers of Winter City. The Duke of the North Wind fights hard with the Skeleton Titan. Hao Feis attracts the attention of the ghost dragon. The maid group is stationed at the city gate that has been smashed by the huge city hammer. They

Behind him was the Holy Well of Moonlight. Clemont stood at the forefront of the defense line, and he and the Bright Knights of Winter City sniped at the high-level undead in the undead wave.

There was no time for them to delay.

I lost an identification spell on the tombstone without doing anything.

[Bulvik Tombstone (Summoning Item)]

[Under the tombstone sleeps a powerful undead. When he is born, he will bring destruction and death to everything around him]

I looked at several tombstones in a row and they all showed the same reminder.

He pursed his lips indifferently, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed hard at the tombstone.

"Clang--" Sparks flew everywhere.

The tombstone didn't move at all.

Not even a gap.

On the contrary, the fine-grade long sword in Wu Ershi's hand had its blade curled.

The miserable green undead text on the tombstone flickered.

It seems to be mocking the overestimation of one's own abilities.

"hateful!"

He groaned without doing anything.

He took out the gunpowder gun given to him by Gloin from his backpack and fired it at the tombstone, but it had no effect except leaving scorched black marks from the gunpowder on the tombstone.

"How on earth can this thing be destroyed?"

"That's right, Pyroblast cannot explode. This is already my strongest spell..."

The players complained, and they frowned in thought.

"boom--"

A third-level mage player held a tombstone and blew himself up, only to smear a layer of minced meat and blood on the tombstone.

Everything reached a stalemate again, and the defense line composed of Winter City soldiers was already in danger, until I didn't do anything and found that the tombstone stained with the blood of the three test players had become brand new again.

Does the blood seem to be absorbed?

I was a bit unsure and lost an appraisal skill:

[The Bulvik tombstone (summoning item) infused with the blood of the player ID "Cut the Transformer King"]

[After absorbing the blood of living beings, the growth level of the tombstone is increased, and the souls sleeping under the tombstone are contaminated with a trace of the characteristics of the player ID "Cut the Transformation King"]

Contaminated with the player's characteristics?

Feeling as if he had caught something, he walked up to the tombstone that had absorbed the blood and tried to put the tombstone into his backpack.

The system prompt pops up:

[This is not your item and you have no right to recycle it]

"emmm..."

After a moment of reflection, he turned around and returned to the tombstone he had just slashed with his sword, then cut his finger and poured a drop of his own blood on it.

Sure enough, the drop of blood was immediately absorbed by the tombstone.

The information on the tombstone has also changed to:

[The Bulvik tombstone (summoning item) infused with the blood of the player ID "Inhuman"]

[After absorbing the blood of living beings, the growth level of the tombstone is increased, and the souls sleeping under the tombstone are contaminated with a trace of the player ID's "indifferent" characteristic]

He tried to put the tombstone back into his backpack.

This time the outcome was different.

"Sa!"

The tombstone in front of me disappeared instantly.

There was only a dark, lonely pit left.

The dead sleeping inside can be vaguely seen.

[You have obtained the summoning item "Bulvik Tombstone"]

[You can insert tombstones into the earth to promote the summoning of the dead, and the summoned king will carry some of your characteristics (note: the summoned dead will not be used by you)]

I got a useless item.

However, the problem of how to destroy the tombstone was solved by a strange combination of circumstances.

He quickly announced the solution in the player's team channel:

"Quick! Drop the blood on Bolvik's tombstone, and then you can put the tombstone back into your backpack!"

"Damn! Can you still play like this?"

Players immediately tried it.

As expected, the blood-stained Bolvik tombstone was put into the backpack, so that the undead sleeping under the tombstone could not be awakened, which was equivalent to destroying the tombstone in another form.

"Brothers, move, there are so many tombstones! Let's put them into our backpacks one by one!"

Someone shouted, and the players followed suit one after another. The Bolvik Cemetery is as far as the eye can see, with densely packed tombstones standing inside. Who knows how many there are?

After taking away a tombstone without doing anything, he was about to repeat the same trick and take away another tombstone, but was prompted by the system that he could only infect and possess one Bolvik tombstone at the same time.

"It's broken." His heart tightened.

Although they have more than 20,000 players, it is inevitable that chaos will occur during the process of collecting tombstones.

This cemetery is so big that it would probably take ten minutes to run back and forth.

Can they really get all the Bolvik tombstones back in their backpacks?

As time passed by, the worry of not doing things became a fact.

The defense line formed by Winterfell soldiers is in danger.

Many undead broke through the defense lines of sword and shield soldiers and crusaders to attack the players.

Although they don't pose much of a threat to players.

But it can slow down the speed of players collecting tombstones.

Moreover, the number of players is obviously not as large as the number of tombstones. There is no way to remove all the tombstones. They have completely grown out of the cemetery over time.

at some point.

The green undead characters on the tombstone lit up brightly, and the entire Bolvik Cemetery shook.

"Hissssssssssssssss-"

The players' ears rang with the wanton screams of the evil spirit that had been sleeping for thousands of years, causing them to cover their ears and squat on the ground in pain.

An evil spirit wearing a tattered black cloak slowly rises from the cemetery.

Their pale bone claws held huge scythes more than ten meters long, and the blades shone with cold light, lingering in the black air of decay.

They are arrogant and arrogant, and the undead will-o'-the-wisps are burning brightly in their empty eye sockets, like blood and flames.

In the pale green light of the tombstone.

Their dark figures are particularly dazzling.

Even gradually covering everything, turning into huge shapes carrying the power of despair.

"A taste of life!"

The leader of the evil spirits groaned full of evil thoughts. Under the tattered hood was a mist-like blackness, with only the blood-red eyes shining.

"Go back to the underworld! You filthy undead!"

Some players endured the ringing in their ears and threw a pyroblast at the evil spirit.

But the flames passed through the evil spirit's head and merged into his body composed of boundless darkness. A ghostly and sinister smile came from the black mist under the hood.

"Jie Jie Jie...useless struggle..."

The next moment, the evil spirit turned into a black mist and disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the player.

He slowly stretched out a bone claw and lightly touched the player's body. The player suddenly fell to the ground weakly, and his health bar was instantly cleared.

"Magic immunity? What the hell?"

"I thought it was just physical immunity, how can I fight this?"

The players looked ugly.
To be continued...