Eight hundred and sixteen chapters goose pecking blind
The way they emerge from the ground is no different from the undead in the Hushan ruins, which also means that these undead are in the place of origin. As long as they are all defeated, Xu Zhi will most likely be able to gain the vitality of heaven and earth.
Faced with the sudden road closure, skeletons emerging one after another, and even movement behind the stone gate, Xu Zhi did not panic at all, but instead felt a little happy.
To strike first is to be strong, to strike later is to suffer disaster.
Some skeletons' heads just emerged from the ground, and they were knocked back by Xu Zhi. It was like whack-a-mole. As long as the speed was fast enough, the skeletons could be suffocated.
Facing these skeletons that relied solely on instinct, he didn't panic at all. The quality of these skeletons seemed to be much worse than the batch of Siddison's.
Using the relic spear, hitting, knocking, poking, and stabbing, combined with kicking, grabbing, throwing, and other moves, these cemetery guards were quickly eliminated.
"Bang, bang, bang."
There were sounds from behind the stone door, as if some creature was knocking on the stone wall. Just as Xu Zhi was about to use an energy lamp to take a closer look, a withered foot came out from behind the stone door.
The shriveled muscles that had lost moisture clung to the body. On the shaggy head, two green eyes glared at Xu Zhi. A broken kitchen knife appeared. This was a zombie with weapons.
Zombies in the new world are basically unarmed. Necromancers feel that relying on magic power to gather a knife with little attack power is far inferior to making the zombie's body stronger. After all, the undead formed by these corpses are very resistant to fighting.
It is necessary to expand the advantages even further.
As a human shield-like existence, the zombie's body does not have much vulnerability. The only drawback is its unreliable speed, which is as slow as human walking.
Xu Zhi pierced the opponent's head with a long spear. How could a short kitchen knife compare with his two-meter relic spear? The zombie's arms were dancing wildly, and the kitchen knife struck the relic spear from time to time, making a clang
Clanging sound.
After stirring it up with a spear, the hole quickly enlarged and the head was ripped off. The zombie staggered two steps and fell to the ground.
The second zombie began to poke its head around. This situation was very similar to the first time he encountered a ghost in Hushan. At that time, ghosts also appeared one after another, but now they were replaced by zombies.
Only one zombie can come out at a time when the stone door is pushed open only halfway. This is a great blocking position. If possible, Xu Zhi hopes that there will be a thousand zombies behind this door so that he can kill them all.
However, after the nineteen zombies, no such shriveled monsters were seen again.
Xu Zhi felt that he had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Looking at the neatly piled zombie remains that he had kicked away, the thought of losing one head kept running through his mind.
"Stranger, you interrupted my sleep, roar~"
"Bang"
Along with the angry voice and loud bang, something unexpected seemed to happen behind the stone door.
This is probably the owner of the tomb who climbed out.
Tracing the light source, a huge head emerged from behind the stone door in the tomb, with an angry expression on its bluish face, as if it had been suddenly awakened from a deep sleep, with anthropomorphic emotions.
The small iron hat on his head was not suitable for the current size of the head. It was held like a broken bowl. The owner of the tomb obviously did not expect the changes after his death. The tomb was not built too high. The head was nearly three meters tall.
The meter-high zombie can only half-bend inside.
Even the armor on his body is now bursting.
This seems to be a zombie that has evolved several times. It is as powerful as the Strong that was encountered in the Dark City. Moreover, this zombie is still intact, with all limbs and no wounds on its body.
Xu Zhi stared at the zombie for a few seconds, and a tall zombie slowly took shape, also lowering its head in the tomb.
With a roar, the phantom zombie rushed forward.
"Ho~"
The owner of the tomb roared back without hesitation, and was then kicked back by the phantom zombie controlled by Xu Zhi.
The zombie condensed by the eighth-level illusion magic can only last for a short minute. The opponent has probably reached the peak of zombie leadership, and may even be a zombie lord.
With a lot of experience, Xu Zhi's eyes were shining, and he was staring at the stone door. As long as the tomb owner came slightly closer, he would kick him, or directly grab the opponent's arm, and block a burst of explosive hammer.
Human bodies such as zombies are very suitable for manipulation. The only drawback is that the movements are relatively slow. Xu Zhi felt that when he controlled the illusion to punch, it was like hitting a wall of air, and the punches were all in slow motion.
But when both sides are so slow, he will win by a little bit.
When the head of the tomb owner stretched out again, he grabbed the head of the person and smashed it on the ground, leaving the zombie who had evolved several times in an extremely embarrassed state.
What really brought huge damage was Xu Zhi's flamethrower. The opponent's HP was very strong, so it was quite difficult to kill the opponent with illusions. Without sharp weapons, it was impossible to kill the opponent with just fists.
"It would be great if Senior Sister or Jin Bai were here. If you sacrifice the Fire God Sword, this guy will be cut into several pieces."
Xu Zhi was obviously not reckless enough to give up on controlling illusions. He went to the dream world to get weapons during the battle. It would be uncomfortable if something unexpected happened during the time travel.
Fighting with hot weapons means making money, and the scrapping of a flamethrower is obviously inevitable.
Possessing the illusion, Xu Zhi knew the opponent's physical data very well. By relying on himself, he could almost compete with the tomb owner, and even kill the opponent after a period of time. However, the opponent had a more troublesome characteristic, plague.
This characteristic will not be reflected when the opponent is an undead, or when fighting an illusion. Once the opponent is a living person, the plague will be unknowingly transmitted to the opponent's body.
No one wants to try the power of this virus. If they have not reached the point where the internal energy is released, or have dispelling magic, being infected by this virus will cause excruciating pain for a long time.
"Ho~"
The owner of the tomb let out an angry and painful roar. The stone door, which even Xu Zhi had to push hard, was obviously a big obstacle. It was heavy and thick. Due to the age, there was still a lot of dust in the gaps of the stone door. This gave the stone door
Smooth opening adds countless troubles.
Unable to push and destroy, the tomb owner's previous wisdom became a yoke that trapped him.
An unpleasant smell came, and the unventilated space was filled with a thick smell of smoke and burning. Xu Zhi felt that he had to move faster, and he began to have difficulty breathing.
The violent spitting fire not only burned the body of the tomb owner, but also almost burned out the oxygen in the air that guides combustion. What's more serious is that the burning of the zombie's body caused a large amount of black smoke.
"I'm such a pig"
The zombie doesn't need to breathe, but he does. He has relied on the flamethrower countless times to turn the tide, but he was eventually blinded by the geese after hunting geese all day long, and now he has begun to bear the risks brought by the flamethrower.
Xu Zhi wanted to hit the wall. He felt that he had learned several years of knowledge in vain. He did not think so much during the fight. The cool breeze coming from the small gap in the stone door behind him could not improve the situation. The tomb owner
After hammering the stone door hard, he also started to join in the action.
“Bang bang bang”
"Dong dong dong"
Two different hammering sounds echoed continuously in the tomb chamber.