"How's it going? Did you hear anything?"

"I just heard a short, fat, stupid dwarf making noises in my ear! Damn it, can you please stop disturbing me for a moment!"

"I'm just worried - you've been leaning against this door for several minutes!"

"This is a technical job.

"Can you guys be quiet?"

"There's one in there!"

"It's just one, do you need to listen to it for so long?"

"Damn dwarf, shut up!"

"Okay, stop arguing. Listen to me, let's do this-"

"Do you understand?"

"good!"

"no problem."

"OK."

There was a bang——

The dwarf kicked open the wooden door of the spire loft, and then raised the Great Crusader's Shield high. There was a clanging sound, and countless wooden arrows flew out from the dark holes in front of it and hit it - the paladin was hit by a huge

The momentum caused him to retreat repeatedly, and one of the arrows slipped out from the edge of the shield, almost hitting the tip of the halfling's nose...

"You parallel import!" the halfling screamed.

"Damn it, I didn't mean it either!" The dwarf dropped his shield, pulled out his heavy warhammer from behind, and rushed into the house first.

"Leave me a moment!"

The halfling druid held up a wooden stick and tried to keep up, but the stick he had laid flat suddenly got stuck on the door frame, and a huge reaction force bounced him towards the stairs. "Ah--" This little man was at the end.

It was a moment of realization that something was wrong. He had time to make a balance check: but it seemed unsuccessful, because he fell backwards.

Xiao Fen stepped aside alertly. Miss Griffin, who was at the back of the team, just stepped forward and wanted to cast a spell, so tragedy happened - the halfling fell on her, and the mage lady had just read out a byte,

After that, the spell words were completely swallowed back in the stomach, and the two of them rolled down the stairs together...

It must be painful.

The mage looked at the two people rolling down awkwardly. He thought for a moment; but the thought only passed by for a moment. The dwarf in the room found that no one was following him and was shouting in panic, asking for support.

Although time is urgent, please allow me to introduce to you the situation inside the house: This is a small attic sloping on all sides, 30 feet square, with an arched window opening from the north to the south;

A wooden bed, a desk, a table filled with dusty glass bottles - dusty parchment scattered on the floor, lying everywhere, and some gray-black books - have all been charred

.

On a raised circular platform in the center, the tripod that originally held the crystal ball fell to the ground. Using this decoration as a dividing line, the dwarf paladin was in a confrontation with a strange creature.

It was a person, or perhaps it could no longer be called a person. Although it had largely retained its appearance in life, with its tall stork bones, long pointed chin, and narrow and wide cheeks; however, this appearance was now completely destroyed by an external force.

Twisted, with no eyebrows, most of the narrow eyes are white, with a gray-yellow slit called the pupil. A wild, frantic light is emitting from inside; the gray-white, leather-like dry skin is tightened around its bones.

It makes the whole head look like a dehydrated carrot.

It was wearing an apprentice's robe, and the sleeves had been torn off, revealing two swollen, pale arms like zombies, with claws so sharp that they could be used as knives. It hunched its body and stared warily at the dwarf paladin and Xiao who came in behind.

Burn, showing his yellow and sharp teeth from time to time and making a sound like a wild beast.

This is a corpse demon.

But now one of the corpse demon's claws is hanging down weakly. It can be seen that the dwarf paladin gave it a hard blow in the previous fight. However, the latter did not get a good result. He received a claw on his arm, that place.

Three holes were left on the iron sheet. A small part was opened, and blood seeped out...

Xiao Fen also frowned when he saw the corpse demon. This kind of monster with only three challenge levels is a famous trouble in Canaan. It is an undead creature and is immune to a lot of negative status (poison).

, mind, sleep, disease, paralysis, shock and heavy blows, fatal attacks, energy absorption and even attribute damage effects), and inherited the usual thick-skinned characteristics of this group - an average health value of about thirty points.

Even if it is not among the best among the monsters at this stage, it is definitely above the level of excellence.

But these are not the key points. The key point is that every successful attack of the zombie land may cause the injured person to gain a negative level (note). This is similar to an attribute damage, but more vicious, because

The secondary restoration spell can heal attribute damage, and only the restoration spell can restore the negative level acting on the character...

(Note: dnetbsp; Restoration is a level IV divine spell, which means that the team will need a professional priest of level seven or above to deal with similar problems; and for cr3 monsters, most of the monsters facing it are

For a level 4 or 5 adventure team, such an ability is undoubtedly a living tragedy for the majority of players, especially those who are keen on adventure.

It is said that countless well-prepared teams lost their main combat effectiveness due to a battle with a zombie in the dungeon, and finally had to return to the city early to rest; what's more, if they were in a battle,

If someone dies at the claws of the corpse demon, then we will mourn for these people, because after a few rounds, the new spawn will destroy their entire army.

In fact, for a long time, this situation made the expedition team tend to choose a warrior with high physical fitness rather than high strength; some captains even openly expressed their welcome to a warrior with toughness enhancement expertise to join their team.

As soon as the mage saw the corpse demon, he immediately pulled out a scroll from the third box on the belt and unfolded it: "The Tenacity of the Bear!"

"Are you okay?" The mage asked after seeing a burst of gray-yellow light integrating into the dwarf's body.

"Fortunately!" The dwarf paladin grinned at the corpse monster: "You have to be lucky that I am Paladin. Rather than those warriors who are vulnerable to natural abilities...ah, cunning guy!"

Just as the two of them opened their mouths, the corpse demon swung its claws over again. The dwarf paladin could only use his war hammer to hold it up, and then retreated - but as an experienced lone ranger, he still had time at the last moment.

Stretching out his feet, he kicked the tripod on the ground toward the corpse demon...

The dirty undead pounced forward, but it just happened to step on the rolling tripod. So we had the opportunity to see the following scene.

When the zombie lost its balance, what greeted its head was a huge hammer. There was a muffled sound, and the twisted creature flew to the side of the desk with a hoarse scream. It threw the dusty books and documents on it.

It was a mess.

"What I'm more fortunate about is that," the mage had the opportunity to reply at this time, "your charm correction is actually correct."

The dwarf didn't have time to answer. He clung to the corpse demon as it flew out, and directly picked up the hammer and smashed it down on the desk - but it was still a little late. A second before the desk made a loud noise and split into two parts, the black shadow

Scurrying towards the ceiling - the corpse demon grabbed the chandelier with its claws, changed its target and swung towards Xiao Fen.

"Ah, damn!"

The dwarf swung the hammer with all his strength. But he immediately understood that this was in vain, because the monster had already flown over his head. The paladin suddenly realized that the mage was behind him, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat: a

A third-level mage faced a corpse demon, and even thinking about it with his buttocks, he knew that this outcome was not good.

Just a few tenths of a second later, the dwarf heard a terrifying, teeth-searing crash from behind.

He turned around, and the expression on his face changed from nervous to stunned, then from stunned to funny, and finally the dwarf paladin burst out laughing -

In fact, the moment the corpse demon flew towards Xiao Fen from the air, the mage himself was frightened. He was indeed ready to cast a high-level spell - but there was not enough time; and because he had to pretend to be a low-level mage,

Therefore, he had almost no contact spells, so at that moment he almost thought that he was going to gain a negative level, but a miracle happened.

The mage shrank back subconsciously, and then the tragic corpse monster's chin hit the upper door frame, and then it fell to the floor like a dead dog, and is still twitching to this day.

The dwarf paladin was also unambiguous. He laughed but still walked over and blew this guy's head off.

"This is the victory of luck." The dwarf loudly defined the result: "Praise Omodin, praise all people with no problem with their character." As he said, he bent down and rummaged through the corpse demon's tatters.

A linen robe like a beggar's outfit.

"This is an apprenticeship."

After reading for a long time, he announced the obvious answer.

"This is the mage's servant. He should be the person responsible for chores. Judging from the physical characteristics, he should have been a human being during his lifetime." The mage analyzed in more detail: "Take off that bag..."

"This?" The dwarf pulled off a gray cloth bag from his belt that smelled of corpses - it should have been dark red before, but it was covered with dust. He opened the bag as he spoke, and some golden coins were revealed inside.

, which made the dwarf sigh excitedly; then there was a bunch of keys full of patina, and a booklet with a palm-sized leather leaf.

The key was expected by Xiao Fen, but it did not attract his attention. After all, it is impossible for a low-status servant to be allowed to enter and exit some important places. But the booklet attracted the attention of the mage. It stands to reason that hundreds of years have passed.

The paper and books here should have been charred and damaged long ago, but this booklet is still brand new from the inside out. No one would believe it if there were no secrets in it.

"The coins are yours, show me the other things."

"Master, I want to write a poem to praise you!"

The dwarf paladin thrust the items into the mage's hands carelessly and went to count his own money.

Xiao Fen slowly opened the booklet - but at this moment, the unlucky halfling and Miss Griffith finally walked up. Seeing how gray they were, I guess the journey down here is better than the uphill journey.

It feels much more uncomfortable.

"Is the fight over?" The halfling druid looked at the scene in surprise, looking regretful.

Miss Elf noticed the corpse on the ground and asked in surprise: "Zombie demon, did you two kill it?"

Xiao Fen nodded.

"...cough, cough, cough, what are you looking at?" she asked while coughing. In fact, she climbed up the stairs. This symptom seemed to have become much more serious.

"Interesting stuff," the mage smiled slightly: "Very interesting, this guy was called Pasteur... Well. There are some other names of other servants in the castle on it, and there is also a copy of the teachings of Elsamos...

…What is this indicating?"

"...There are also a few passwords, servile creatures and several checkpoints... With this thing, we will be much more relaxed."
To be continued...