As the most confidant of Zijin Lan, the Nine Knights also fell into the entanglement of "unresolved love between humans and ghosts" while fighting monsters on the grassland.
"Captain," a knight reminded carefully, "if that NPC dies, will it be refreshed again?"
Zijing Lan, who was frowning and thinking about countermeasures, couldn't help but his eyes lit up...
In the deep forest in the east of Ao City, there is an unrecognizable corpse placed in the open space. The rotten flesh and dirty blood attract the magic crows to continuously peck for food.
A wild boar appeared in the forest on the side, but it just glanced here and turned back to the direction it came from. This was Lin Yutian's daily inspection in the past few days, although Plancy could sense this.
Although Lin Yutian was still a little worried about the location of the corpse, he often came over to take a look when he was tired from fighting monsters.
This is said to be a powerful elite fighter, and Lin Yutian is also looking forward to the helper Planci has found for him.
Imagining the scene of a wild boar leading three hellhounds, and sweeping through thousands of players with a golden skeleton, it makes my blood boil. However, the strength of the hellhounds seems not enough. A team needs tanks and output professions, so it is better to find one.
Take the opportunity to find some powerful magic monsters with long-range attacks and control them with touch spirit, so as to give yourself a good prestige.
Prestige comes from prestige. The biggest disadvantage of the [Spirit Touch] skill is that the control is temporary, and the controlled monsters will return to their original consciousness once the time is up. What is interesting is that these monsters controlled by Lin Yutian all behaved toward wild boars.
Out of kindness and intimacy, although I no longer obey his orders, I will not take the initiative to attack the wild boar.
Maybe this is the innate limitation of the spiritual touch skill. After all, even wild monsters, Warcraft, and the game world cannot give truly heaven-defying skills.
Balance cannot be broken.
The atmosphere on the Orlandra grassland has become increasingly tense recently, and the number of daily tasks each time is gradually increasing. The generous rewards are attracting more and more Ao City players to move here from other leveling areas. There are constantly small groups of opponents with level 3
Players in the main city crossed the river boundary and went to the opposite side to complete tasks. Although there was no hostile battlefield, conflicts still continued to occur.
The military camps scattered on the grasslands of Olandra began to gather together, merging from a military camp with a thousand people to a military camp with more than 10,000 people. Several beautiful quartermasters have appeared in the three military camps. And large groups of cavalry have also appeared.
In the distance of the grassland, various military camps merged into each other, enriching the strength of both sides.
NPC forces are constantly escalating the tension, but players are looking forward to the battlefield opening soon, so as to add some excitement to the soon-to-be-boring life of spawning monsters.
Passion? Lin Yutian is a little afraid of this word, because in the dead of night, the wild boar will also feel a little lonely and cold... But tonight he will only feel a little cold, because he has returned to the cemetery.
Olaf's grave had been re-edited, and it was now empty without any bones. The law enforcement team originally wanted to dig up a corpse and bring it to work, but when they thought about the scary identity of the new kid, they suddenly didn't dare to deal with it.
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The moonlight was silent, it was already the second half of the year, and the crescent moon was already slightly invisible.
Hum, hum!
The low roar of the wild boar spread throughout the forest, and Lin Yutian searched among the graves. Plancy said that the small white flowers blooming next to the graves were the flowers of the dead. They were the unwilling resentment of the dead souls, and also contained resentment and resentment.
The precious medicine of soul power - for the necromancer, this is indeed the case.
Plancy asked him to come here to search, but did not explain exactly where the Flower of the Dead grew.
Not long after the wild boar entered this tomb, a figure sneaked out from Aocheng, like a ghost floating to the hillside in the distance. There was no curfew, so the city gate was wide open, and the Son of God came in and out from time to time.
It is impossible for the soldiers guarding the city to be vigilant at all times, and in the eyes of NPCs, players and NPCs are both ordinary, because they do not know what the system is and cannot read simple information.
This black shadow is wrapped in a black cloak, its movements are erratic, and it has a sneaky look all over it. If you don't look carefully, you would think that this guy is floating on your shoes, but if you look carefully through the moonlight, you can still see it.
Those slender and thin legs...
He? It should be her.
Sounds at night are always amplified, especially in a quiet cemetery, where the wind and grass can be clearly heard. Lin Yutian's short ears stood up and he quickly caught the sounds coming from the side. He raised his head and looked at the weak moonlight, and sure enough he discovered
I caught the dark shadow that broke into the cemetery.
Someone? Lin Yutian was wary and climbed down using his height, hiding directly among the many graves.
The black shadow slowly walked to a grave, turned around and glanced around. There was no one else on the slope under the weak moonlight. The guy lowered his head and flipped through something in his arms, and soon sang in a low voice:
"Souls who are unwilling to die, please come back to this world at my call and let the evil will... well, that's not right."
Judging from the voice, it was a young girl. Lin Yutian raised his head slightly. From this angle, he could just see the person's movements. He saw that she was holding a book, which was almost stuck to her face because of the poor lighting.
Aina William Poole, a fire magic apprentice (junior necromancer), level 26, a civilian in the city of Orlandra; (HP: 2560/2560).
It seems that it doesn't pose much of a threat to itself.
For an ordinary NPC, Lin Yutian couldn't arouse the interest in going forward to hunt, because the yellow slot value that could be provided to him would not be too much. But for the magic book held in the hands of the girl named Aina, he wanted to
Take it and study it carefully.
Before that, Lin Yutian silently summoned the Touching Spirit; he believed that with Aina's strength, it would be impossible to see the existence of the Touching Spirit.
"What's wrong?" Sensing the call of the wild boar, Chu Ling flipped his palm, and Plancy stood in the palm of Chu Ling's hand, and the exchange of thoughts also rang in the heart of the wild boar. "Find the Flower of the Dead so quickly?
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"Your disciples and disciples." The wild boar raised its long beak, and the old man frowned and looked over.
Not long after, Plancy's cold snort reached the bottom of the wild boar's heart: "Kill her!"
"Why? Isn't this from your lineage?" Lin Yutian couldn't help but ask. Although he didn't need a reason to kill, he was looking for the answer with great interest this time.
Plancy's words were gritted, and it seemed that the old man was really angry. "How can you be my successor when you practice evil necromancy? My name was ruined by these guys, and the great necromancy is because of these guys.
She was ostracized by the world because of her abuse. Come on, kill her, I don’t want to see her!"
"Well," Lin Yutian slowly moved forward, but said in his heart: "You may have been in seclusion for too long, and you don't know that the light of this world has been competing with the darkness. The backbone of the dark camp is the undead mage who you say is rebellious."
Plancy was silent for a moment. When the wild boar was almost in a position to charge, he whispered: "I have something to ask her."
Brutal collision.
"Why does this spell consume so much mental energy in the middle of casting? Isn't undead magic very simple?" The girl muttered to herself in confusion. She closed the book and was about to try again, but she didn't see someone rushing to the side.
Coming figure.
Peng!
-657!
The girl wrapped in a black cloak groaned without being able to utter a scream, and was directly knocked to the ground by the wild boar. The bloodthirsty fangs avoided the girl's vital points to avoid weak points and critical hits that could kill her instantly.
I didn't bring the immortal parrot out tonight, so the wild boar could only press the girl with its hooves. While waiting for her to wake up, he thought about how to communicate for a while. When he looked down, he couldn't help but be startled. In the watery moonlight, there was a picture with a terrifying character.
The scarred face appeared in front of Lin Yutian.
Like the scar left by a knife wound, the two-inch long scar from the girl's eyebrows to her cheek destroyed the face that should have been beautiful. The long eyelashes were trembling, but there was not much beauty just because of the scar. Lin Yutian showed no trace
Lifting the wild boar's hooves away from the soft part of the girl's chest, she showed that it was better not to play tricks on her...
With a squeak, the girl closed her eyes tightly and did not dare to open them. The wild boar's violent aura came over her, causing her to give up any hope of survival.
When Plancy was preparing to "risk his life" to unleash his magic on the wild boar, the girl suddenly began to cry softly and stammered:
"No, don't bite me, I'm still pure..."
The wild boar's head can't help but have black lines all over it.
