"Click" The skeleton's agile skills attracted the attention of other mercenaries who were idle around. The skeleton's wrist flipped flexibly and deftly removed the shoulder blade of the fast mid-level skeleton demon lord, destroying one of the opponent's arms. Taking advantage of this,
Taking advantage of the opponent's defense gap, he struck unexpectedly and penetrated the opponent's skull. The pair of pale golden soul fires dimmed unwillingly.
"This guy seems to have no limits! This is the first time that he has fought several mid-level undead creatures in a row without taking a break. I simply doubt that this guy is an undead in human skin!"
A B-class mercenary sighed at the skeleton's toughness and couldn't help but joked.
"It's rare to see many strange things. In my heyday, I was even more powerful than this. I killed an enemy of a mercenary group with a single punch! You didn't see that, I..."
"Come on, the number of people is not important, the key is the realm. Hey, I guess he is the lucky one who has practiced special fighting skills. I won't talk about it anymore. I have to have a good fight!" The mercenary interrupted his old friend impatiently.
Memories of past events picked up weapons and plunged into the undead army again.
"Captain!" Just as the skeleton was about to aim at the next target, a sound transmission came into the skeleton's soul fire, "Don't forget what I said before, you are also an undead creature and will even be buffed by the corrupted soil. But in
It’s better not to be too pushy at times like this. After this wave, it’s almost time for us to exit.”
The skeleton that received the message was still fighting against another undead life on the surface. The opponent's speed was inferior to its own, but correspondingly, as an undead lord, it had received domain blessings. The death that the skeleton had previously targeted
Spirit lords are mainly undead lords of the skeleton type like themselves. Most of the domain power they obtain is physical bonuses such as bone reinforcement strength, which is equivalent to that of monks, and this
Once, the undead creature that the skeleton faced was a dark envoy. The opponent relied on alternating virtual and real forms to cooperate with attribute field interference attacks, which posed a great challenge to the skeleton, which has always focused on simple physical attack and defense. If the skeleton was not careful, the opponent would hit it.
The light armor on the chest was hit, and the special magic weapon disguised as normal skin was almost damaged. The skeleton immediately stopped aggressively attacking and began to cautiously look around for opportunities in an attempt to kill with one strike.
"Smoke Miasma!" At this moment, a gray smoke screen suddenly enveloped the two undead creatures confronting each other. The soul fire of the skeleton hidden under the cloak beat slightly, "Soul Peeling Technique!" A beam of gloomy light and shadow was projected on the Underworld Envoy.
On the floating body, a transparent and proportionally scaled shadow of the Dark Envoy rushed out of the Dark Envoy's head and let out a painful cry in the smoke. The Dark Envoy's own body also naturally solidified.
Stiff like water vapor that was instantly solidified by extreme cold, the skeleton took the opportunity to move up, and the weapon made from its ribs was equipped with the power of ice. Through the thick smoke, the dark blue emanating from its outer edge could still be seen.
A halo of color, "Oops!" The Dark Envoy was instantly shattered, and his own undead aura was triggered by the icy power of the skeleton attached to the skeleton dagger, completely bursting the Dark Envoy's body inside and out.
"Dong dong dong" The densely packed alchemical creatures once again formed a torrent and drove away the undead army that occupied most of the city's defensive territory. Compared with the previous low-level undead creatures who were unable to resist and were forced to retreat, the death energy collected from the corrupted soil
hatch
The transformed elite undead souls are obviously better than those low-level undead souls. The alchemical creatures have no intelligence and will only rush forward. They rely on their instinct to attack the undead souls around them. The elite undead souls who generally have low intelligence have given up.
Mercenary fight
, gathered together according to their undead arms to fight against the impact of the alchemical creatures, some underworld envoys even took advantage of the mercenaries to relax their vigilance and sneaked into the rear of the alchemist before they were ready to launch an attack. Although the alchemist
They have also been equipped with defensive magic weapons for a long time. However, facing the charged attack of these near-high-level underworld lords with high intelligence and realm beyond their own kind, it is inevitable that some stones and pebbles will collide with each other, unable to compete with them.
Killed with one blow.
The high-level mercenaries who reacted quickly rushed to the alchemist's side for defense, but the alchemists who disrupted the rhythm did not have time to perform the Great Thunderstorm. Fortunately, the alchemy creatures relied on their numbers to barely take over the frontal battlefield.
,
Because of the timely rescue of the high-level mercenaries, the alchemists quickly reorganized their ranks, cleared the area with a single blow from the thunderstorm, and the magic crystal cannon exploded after charging, washing away the undead army under the city with a torrent of magic power. The battle situation finally stabilized.
"Exit? Are you sure? You don't know the consequences of violating the agreed regulations at this time, right?" The alchemist endured the pain caused by the exaggerated gaping hole in his chest while facing the mercenary group in front of him.
Jing Rui confirmed.
"Yes, we have thought carefully about it. The previous series of battles made us realize our limitations. Although we are sorry, we still choose to quit." Delis replied in a calm tone.
"Well, all your meritorious service titles will be cancelled, your meritorious service will be retained, and we will not ask for the materials we have obtained as agreed. Correspondingly, you will no longer be able to sign an alchemy contract with us for the next hundred years.
The League's Foreign Aid Queue Regulations, and at the same time, during this hundred-year period, you will not be able to accept mercenary missions involving the Feist territory. You must think carefully, although the situation is beginning to become much better now.
I'm not entirely sure, but it's also an opportunity. Let me make it clearer. In the past few months, alchemists have been officially included in the scholar faction by the Palace of Truth. In disguise, we alchemists can also get the title of immortal, and
This means that we can also publish some precious documents belonging to the Kista Eternal Library. It may be some fighter planes lost on the mainland or it may be a dangerous but powerful spell.
Even the secrets about the path to God, Kista's knowledge of the Palace of Truth has always been firmly locked in the hands of scholars directly affiliated with the Palace of Truth. If you want to obtain these from them, you will have to pay unimaginable efforts.
The price, and now, you have encountered a period when Pfist is in urgent need of guards. We have announced the merit system. You can almost use the merit system to exchange for a lot of Pfist's precious materials. As long as you can achieve it, including me.
What I just said, who can say for sure about opportunities? Although I am just an alchemist, in fact, there are many dangers in the special magic materials we want to refine. It is not a good idea to ask for things without paying.
It is possible, and it will definitely not be recognized by a person who has accepted the formal scholar system. I think this is actually the same for you." He said solemnly while taking out the recovery potion from the storage ring.
"Oh, Sister, what you said is exactly what we want to do now. What's the point of talking so much?! You can't stop me if I leave. At worst, it's not a big deal to return your magic weapons! Right?
Big one!" the dwarf said impatiently to the chattering alchemist.
"Yes! Why do you need to tell us when our legs are on us?" The big man crossed his arms.
"As you can see, my team members and I have decided to do this. I hope you can forgive me." Delise gestured to the two restless guys to calm down.
"Unfortunately, please take off all your badges. The mercenary group that withdraws from the agreement midway will have other arrangements." The alchemist sighed and pointed to the teleportation space.
A group of mercenaries became quiet at this time, and walked silently past the alchemist. Just as the alchemist was applying magic potion to the last wound on his chest, he suddenly felt a stab in his chest, and a cold breath invaded his body. He couldn't help but raise his head.
He started to look in front of him, it was this group of mercenaries called Skeletons.
With a long existence, no one knows why they chose this name that is easy to misunderstand in the general environment. According to rumors, the leader of the skeleton mercenary group seems to be amazingly resilient and has no idea of fatigue. It is as if they are facing
Like undead creatures, this is really scary to think about.
He recalled the strange stimulation in his body just now, and his brain couldn't help thinking, what would happen if the leader of the skeleton mercenary group was an undead creature? This is unlikely, right? How could it be possible that the undead are a group of cruel and bloodthirsty guys?
How could he be so peaceful as a mercenary and be driven by others? But he thought about it again
More interesting facts about the Skeleton Mercenary Group, including the deputy leader of the Skeleton Mercenary Group, that is, Delise is used to releasing fog that obscures vision and perception to assist the team members in combat. If this tactic is to cover up their leader's incompetence,
What about the known identity? Doesn’t this all make sense?!
The fresh air blown by the wind cleared his mind, and he kept thinking about the possibility of the bold speculation just now. When he recalled that the leader never seemed to show his true face, suspicion scratched his back like a cat's claws.
, but they chose this
It's too suspicious to leave at such a critical moment! No, we have to confirm before they go far, just in case this mercenary group, which may be mixed with undead creatures, brings about a disaster that the entire main city can't imagine because of his negligence.
Then he is a sinner!
The alchemist who finally made up his mind strode towards the direction of the skeleton mercenary group. On the way, he saw his best friend repairing and hurriedly simplified his guess. The other party was also very surprised, but the matter was of great importance. He held Ning Ning
Believe it or not. Believe it or not.
At the request of his injured friend, he rushed to the alchemist commander and notified other alchemists to cooperate with his friend's actions. Although the alchemist did not make the news public, the mercenaries with keen senses still noticed the quietly spreading in the air.
It opens strangely...
Although he was ashamed, no, angry and rushed out of the door that day, at least Liming also understood that the purpose of his trip was to collect magic materials. However, it would be a bit too much to go out and then come back to accept the other party's suggestion.
, are you shameless? After thinking for a while, Liming still awkwardly chose to find a place to stay and wait until tomorrow. By the way, she spent a night thinking about the excuses and not to be deceived by the other party again and again.
, where should I put my face?
"Hello, please give me a glass of sake." Li Ming was sitting on a stool by the window of the pub and was about to have a drink when she was told, "Sake? What is this?"
"It has a lighter taste, a lighter color, and a cheaper price." Li Ming said it confidently at first, but then gradually became a little weak.
"Understood, green chestnut wine? Got it." Faced with Li Ming's vague response, the waiter showed a transcendent ability to understand.
"A Silver Pfist." The other party placed the glass of wine, which appeared to be a misty green with some translucent green chestnut-shaped particles precipitating from time to time, in front of Li Ming. Ming Ming happily discharged a Silver Pfist on the table.
"Wait a minute, it seems I still have a title that is useless." The thought that flashed through Liming's mind was instantly eliminated and replaced by "Don't, forget it, it's embarrassing."
After taking a sip, it was a bit sweet in the mouth. It felt a bit like water at first, but after a careful aftertaste, it was a bit sweet. The strangest thing was that after a few more sips, there was a bit of sourness in my mouth, a bit like drinking lemonade.
Speaking of which, there are many kinds of drinks in the other world. Li Ming tapped her fingers on the table and found a lot of good things that she didn't have time to enjoy. It turns out that besides fighting monsters, there are so many things that can be done.
"Ah, Leonardo, let us have a dance!"
"No, it can't be done. I am a member of the Sanato clan and you are just an ordinary human being. We cannot wait for the future of marriage."
"It doesn't matter. We can overcome everything that stands in front of us as long as we work together!"
Just when Liming felt a little bored and couldn't think of how to deal with the energetic young man's exquisite words, the sad singing in her ears made Liming tremble. What the hell?! Liming followed the sound and found a man in ordinary clothes.
A clean-cut man with long hair and a harp sat in the middle of the tavern and sang stories.
After thinking about it for a long time, Li Ming couldn't get any good ideas, so she patiently listened for a while. It was about an ordinary human boy who met a long-lived Sanato girl. The story took place in a time when the human race had become the main plane.
In the early days of the Lord God Era, the decline of the four golden races affected countless of their subordinate races. A human boy accidentally helped a Sanato girl. The two fell in love at first sight and eventually the Senato girl
The girl felt that the boy's life span was too short for her to reach adulthood, so she decided to say goodbye. Later, the Senato girl encountered a crisis of genocide hundreds of years later. Their family traveled around and finally came to the territory of a lord in the human empire, rejecting foreigners.
The human race did not accept the settlement of the Senato tribe, and the human residents even reported the news to the lord, hoping that the lord would send troops to expel the Senato tribe, but the reason was that
What happened was that the human lord actually looked somewhat similar to the boy the Senato girl had known when she was young. What was even more amazing was that this human lord was really the same human boy. Later, the two of them...
They met and explained their experiences to each other. Needless to say the Senato girl, the lord said that he was not actually a real human race. He participated in the imperial war and became a hero of the empire. But by then he had already
As his life span approaches, he never marries a wife and dies of old age in the territory with regrets. However, the twist of the plot appears. He unexpectedly wakes up and returns to his youth. He is awarded the original title and territory, but he knows
He is not a human race in the true sense. He needs to drink blood to survive. He calls himself a vampire. He does not remember the specific things during his lifetime and only has an impression of the Senato girl.
The two creatures finally came together, but the ending was not happy. The Senato girl later discovered that the lord's desire for blood was getting out of control. When he was intimate with the Senato girl, he couldn't control himself and drank her blood.
, and later, the lord disappeared. At the same time, the mainland
It began to be rumored that the nobles of the human race would seal their old and dead selves in silver coffins. Some of them would be reborn and become monsters that lived on blood, but they would stay young forever. They could transform into bats at night and lurk in other people's homes.
Drain their blood and turn them into your own dependents.
This story is a bit bloody. I thought it was a tragic love story at first, but later I found out that it might be a reunion comedy, but then it turned out to be a horror story? Returning the vampires? Sajia hacked to death a viscount-level vampire before, are you afraid? Li Ming
Unknowingly, he had finished drinking the green chestnut wine and smashed his lips. Liming resisted the desire to continue drinking. Liming had not dared to do so since she realized what she might experience in another world.
If you slack off in training, maybe if there are restrictions like this in that world, maybe Liming will be able to walk out of 9X5 and become a polite high school student. Liming silently walks out of the tavern, and when the bard strums the strings
Liming actually felt that his soul power was touched. Maybe bard is not a part-time job? To confirm this, I am afraid that Liming will have to stay in the tavern for a while, but forget it...