Life is always full of unexpected things, so life becomes rich and colorful.
Zhang Dali did not expect that it would be so difficult to go up the mountain, and he did not expect that the undead dragon he saw did not live on the top of the mountain, but lived halfway up the mountainside of Pallas Mountain.
He originally thought that something as tall as the undead dragon must live at the highest place. If he followed this idea, he would probably not be able to find the undead dragon's lair for several days. After all, Mount Pallas was really big.
, still needs to be climbed, and is full of monsters.
Fortunately, Zhang Dali's luck has been so good since he was randomly assigned to the hidden profession. The huge Pallas Mountain was not able to hide the undead dragon's lair, but he easily bumped into it without making any detours.
The terrifying cave, which is larger than a football field, lies halfway up the mountain. It is so dark and gloomy that it is difficult to see what is going on inside. From a distance, it looks like a bloody mouth, as if it wants to swallow everything.
The cold wind mixed with the extremely strong smell of corpses roared through the entrance of the cave, making Zhang Dali so sick that he couldn't help but bend over and vomit.
Tormented by the stench, Zhang Dali wanted to stop breathing, or give him a device that could filter the smell.
Holding back his nausea and walking to the entrance of the cave, the invisible pressure that followed him suddenly increased several times, so oppressive that it was difficult for Zhang Dali to open his eyes. His body even began to tremble slightly involuntarily, and it was difficult to take steps.
This is the reality from the senses, and is the natural reaction of a weak person when facing a strong one that is difficult to defeat, just like a weak white rabbit feeling the threat from a goshawk.
Zhang Dali was convinced that there must be an incredible creature in this cave, and this creature must be an undead dragon.
Pulling himself together and withstanding the pressure, Zhang Dali entered the cave.
The wind in the cave was very strong, and the whining sound filled the ears, like the sharp noise made by a microphone under the influence of magnetism, which made Zhang Dali's teeth sore and irritated.
The wind was also so strong that Zhang Dali felt as if his whole body was about to float, forcing him to move forward slowly while hugging the rugged rock wall.
The longing for the undead dragon made Zhang Dali overcome everything.
Of course, what really allowed Zhang Dali to continue moving forward in such a harsh environment was that he knew that this dog was not in real danger and would not kill him.
The fact that it won't kill you is the greatest guarantee and the most powerful confidence.
After driving slowly for about seven or eight minutes, Zhang Dali suddenly saw a colorful light like neon, which was very eye-catching and bright.
The dark vision suddenly became dazzling, as if several colorful lights with extremely high wattage suddenly lit up in front of his eyes. Zhang Dali quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes.
Although he couldn't see what was emitting such a brilliant light, Zhang Dali confirmed that it must be the lair of the undead dragon. Because the dragon clan always likes to collect luminous things in their caves, and it can emit such a bright light.
It must require a lot of gems and other items.
Obviously, this undead dragon had collected a lot of good things, which immediately gave Zhang Dali a desire to kill all the treasures collected by the undead dragon.
"You were killed by Neoris."
"Ci'ao." Zhang Dali, who instantly appeared as a soul in the cemetery and coveted the treasure of the undead dragon, was suddenly brought back to reality from his fantasy, leaving him speechless.
He had no idea how he died, but he knew that he must have been killed by the undead dragon.
He called up the map light screen and checked the location of himself and the corpse. He found that the distance was not far, and could even be said to be quite close. Zhang Dali immediately ran away from the corpse.
There is a 30% movement speed bonus in the corpse state, and it is not affected by any environment such as weather or pressure. It is much easier for Zhang Dali to enter the lair of the undead dragon than when he was alive.
Not long after, Zhang Dali ran to his body.
Zhang Dali did not revive immediately, but trotted forward for a while until he reached the deepest part of the cave.
Based on the coordinates, Zhang Dali was able to calculate that the deepest part of the cave was nearly a hundred meters away from where his body was. Twenty meters was the casting limit of skill copying, and was also the attack limit of most long-range professions.
According to the experience of previous games, this limit range should also be the limit that the undead dragon can reach with its normal attack. The skill attack may be about ten meters further away, and it will not exceed twenty meters at most, otherwise it will be too terrifying.
Zhang Dali didn't know whether the undead dragon killed him with skills or just casually attacked him, but he could deduce the approximate length of the undead dragon, and he could also judge that the undead dragon would not be far away from his body.
How far away, even within the casting range of the skill copy.
With an idea in mind, Zhang Dali quickly ran back to the corpse and chose to resurrect on the spot. At the moment of resurrection, Zhang Dali sprinted into the cave while raising his hand to perform the skill copy.
"You were killed by Neoris."
There is no message about skill copying failure in the system message, which means that the skill copying failed, and the reason for the failure is probably that the casting distance is not enough.
Thinking that he needed to go deeper, Zhang Dali ran into the undead dragon's lair again.
Quickly choosing resurrection, Zhang Dali sprinted two steps into the cave again, and at the same time copied his skills quickly.
"Sorry, your skill failed to be cast, and your proficiency increased by 0"
"You were killed by Neoris."
This time, the system can be considered as sending news of skill copying. Even though it failed, Zhang Dali was still very happy, because it meant that he only needed to keep resurrecting and performing skill copying.
However, the situation is not optimistic enough. After all, it takes nearly ten minutes to run out of corpses.
You can only copy a skill once every ten minutes, which is much more time-consuming and laborious than standing at the entrance of the village and mindlessly casting a skill copy in front of Salem. If you are unlucky, it is estimated that it will take several days or even ten days of game time to copy a skill.
Still under the condition that the undead dragon has been staying in the cave.
Fortunately, Zhang Dali, who had already foreseen that copying the Necromancer's skills would be an arduous project, was already prepared for a tough battle.
In fact, being able to perform a skill copy every ten minutes was much more ideal than he had imagined.
In Zhang Dali's previous plan, once half an hour was his limit. Now it only takes ten minutes. For him, it is really wonderful and simply good luck.
When you randomly find a career in speculation, you must have a speculator's mentality, prepare for the worst, and take a look at the greatest benefits. Zhang Dali had such a mentality at this time.
Of course, what really motivated Zhang Dali to give up the good time to open the server and make a desperate attempt to copy the skills of the Necromancer was the 60,000 yuan.
If he didn't have 60,000 yuan to back him up, Zhang Dali really wouldn't be able to risk it. Even after seeing the undead dragon for the first time, he had the fanatical idea in his heart that he must copy the undead dragon's skills, but that was just an idea.
, Zhang Dali is a person who easily retreats in the face of reality.
Without 60,000 yuan, he would probably have given up the idea of copying the Necromancer's skills long ago. With 60,000 yuan, Zhang Dali was willing to gamble.
