As soon as Shen Yanxiao's claws came close to the long bow, a burning sensation immediately spread to her fingertips.
Shen Yanxiao immediately retracted his hand and squinted at the black burn on his fingertips.
"……"What's happening here?!
Shen Yanxiao was speechless.
She seemed unable to use the bow and arrow made by the elves. As long as she touched it, she would be immediately injured by the pure breath of life in the archer's hand.
Elves represent life and undead represent death. These two mutually reinforcing existences cannot coexist.
Shen Yanxiao wants to cry now...
She was just glad that she had a skill that she could use without magic or fighting spirit, but now she discovered that the weapons required for this skill were so arrogant that she was not allowed to touch it!!
You think you are a chaste and fierce woman!!
The owner has changed her appearance, and you don’t recognize her anymore. You are a dog, and you actually bite her!
Shen Yanxiao could no longer use the elf's bow and arrows, and she didn't want to turn her claws into charcoal.
In desperation, Shen Yanxiao could only go to the weapons shop in Zerano City and choose a bow and arrow from the undead weapons.
When Shen Yanxiao came to the only weapons shop in Zerano City, there were many low-level undead standing in the whole shop. They were holding their backs and looking for weapons suitable for them in the gray shop. .
Shen Yanxiao rushed in silently.
She has entered a weapons shop twice in her life. The first time was to buy a bow, and this time...it was to buy a bow again!
Different from the weapon shop in the Black City, the undead weapon shop only had a few oil lamps to illuminate the huge shop. Shen Yanxiao needed to concentrate his eyes to see clearly the weapons placed on the black wooden counter.
The first thing Shen Yanxiao saw was a skeletal arm wrapped with a bandage. At the front of the arm, part of the palm was clenched with white bones, and a gray crystal stone was embedded in it.
This is the undead's... staff?
Shen Yanxiao looked at it again. Almost every weapon in this shop was related to bones.
Shen Yanxiao didn't even want to touch those things.
"Do you have pure wooden bows and arrows here?" Shen Yanxiao searched around but couldn't find a bow and arrow that he could get his hands on. He could only walk to the counter of the shop and ask the clerk inside.
"This guest, you say...what do you want?" The undead obviously did not understand Shen Yanxiao's request. He stared at Shen Yanxiao with empty eyes and opened his mouth slightly, like a man who had already The dying corpse.
"A bow and arrow made of pure wood." Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath and warned himself to ignore the face that looked like a horror movie.
The clerk was dumbfounded after hearing Shen Yanxiao's request.
The two low-level undead who were shopping for weapons at the side cast strange looks at Shen Yanxiao.
"Hey, did you hear that, that idiot actually wanted a wooden weapon?" A low-level undead poked his direct companion in a funny way, and looked at Shen Yanxiao with eyes full of sarcasm and ridicule.
"Is she really an idiot? She actually wants a wooden weapon. Who would use that kind of thing? Is it for children to play house with?"
For the undead that are full of death energy, wooden things cannot be used for a long time. Even the broken branches will quickly wither into fragile dead wood in the hands of the undead, and the death energy on the undead will be swallowed up subconsciously. All living things it comes into contact with.