Chapter 67: A Thousand and One Shot

Because it took a long way to get to the zombie cemetery from the base, Anyi rented a horse from the base. This is a new thing, which is rare even in other big cities, so the rent is more expensive. It costs 20 silver coins a day to rent, which is a little different from Anyi's usual saving style...

Well, he admitted that he just wanted to try the feeling of riding a horse.

Now that he has got what he wants, in fact, it is not much different from reality.

In reality, Anyi was lucky enough to run on the racecourse several times, but the horses in the game are stronger and more powerful. They are real war horses, not afraid of fierce monsters and undead creatures.

The zombie cemetery is shrouded in overlapping fog. Those broken branches and trees are like women who have been humiliated by soldiers under the thick dark clouds, against the chaotic dispute in the divine realm. Through the clouds, it seems that women can live an unspeakable life after being oppressed by the evil lord and the aggressor.

If Anyi is a painter who enters the game for inspiration, it must be a good theme...

Of course, these are all bullshit. Real realistic painters are arrogant. They look down on illusory online games, but are immersed in their own illusory painting world.

As he walked, An Yi suddenly noticed that the dark clouds nearby were a little unusual.

Anyhow, An Yi is also an undead mage. Although he is a little half-baked and has not been guided by orthodox learning, he is still very keen on the judgment of the spirit of death. The atmosphere here is a bit like a dead space. Thinking of the dead space, with the efforts of this period, it seems to have expanded a lot, but it is still not obvious enough.

He needs a dead servant now, preferably a few complete and powerful corpses that have just died.

He felt that he was a little neurotic and didn't know when he was used to being with the body.

As a new undead mage, he has always been regarded as an extremely evil creature. Almost any so-called "justice" person has the obligation to eradicate the undead wizard, and he has gradually entered the role.

Indeed, in the eyes of the aborigines of the divine realm, the necromancer is indeed evil. They need to often deal with those dark creatures and corpses. They can refine living people into horrible skeletons, or turn the dead into a thoughtless death servant, as well as the "frightening" curse and Plague poison.

This mountain road is also relatively narrow. At most, it can only let two horses walk forward side by side, and the strange trees around it, under the gloomy and cold moonlight, are like old men gathered together to discuss conspiracy. From time to time, there will be some strange sounds coming from their "muchs" and then swinging dry. The arm seems to be swinging ferociously.

The surroundings gradually become very quiet. This kind of silence makes people feel irritable and anxious in the heart. Although the sound of horses' hoofs has a rhythm, the heart that makes people a little afraid is beating with this rhythm. Once there is any abnormally sharp sound, the heart will suddenly hang up.

Only the sound of horses' hoofs echoed in the whole mountain forest. An Yi gradually felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. The zombie cemetery had arrived, but An Yi's doubts had not diminished at all.

I don't quite understand. An Yi began to clean up the monsters around. With so many skills, it is still very simple for An Yi to kill these zombies.

A perfect mage is piled up by countless skills. A mage can be without equipment, but it must not be without skills.

Zombie blood is high, attack is high, physical defense is high, spell defense is low, movement speed is slow, and there is a lot of experience. In addition to the high blood volume, Anyi has to spend a lot of time killing monsters, the rest are simply customized for mages.

"-Death Contract!"

With another zombies subdued, the number of Anyi's dead servants increased to five. With a level of 15, the more than two levels to challenge the zombies at level 17, An Yi needs to spend 16 points of spirit to control them.

In a short period of time, Anyi collected more than 20 zombie hearts. However, with the improvement of the level, it is not as easy as before to upgrade. With the help of five dead servants, Anyi is still not satisfied with today's training speed. An Yi wants to try the way of playing without a dead servant. Release the five dead servants and let them instinctively kill monsters. An Yi shook it casually, cursed in an instant, and seduced three zombies again.

"-Death entanglement!" A group of devils with open teeth and claws rushed to the front of the zombie and swallowed it. The zombie was immediately blocked and fell behind the other two zombies. Anyi took the opportunity to use the 0-order magic quickly, and the arrows of left and right hands were continuously released.

"85."

"170."

"61."

"122."

The zombie magic defense is slightly lower. During the sprint chase of more than ten seconds, thousands of lives have been eliminated by An Yi, and the blood vessels are immediately empty. Then he suddenly roared, and the rotten clouds with layers of dark shadows on the rotten meat of the zombie covered him, and An Yi's damage was immediately reduced a lot.

Anyi continued to use the arrow of corrosion without any impatience.

"-The Arrow of Corrosion!"

"-Second casting!"

The attack continued. After a few seconds, An Yi cut off nearly 600 HP again in the process of the zombie's approach, and the three zombies finally gathered around and roared and waved the arm with a strong rotten smell.

"- resist the ring of fire!"

With a buzzing muffled sound, the three zombies stopped attacking and staggered to be pushed five meters away. The closer the fire ring is, the stronger the attack will be. If it attacks from three meters away, Anyi can only retreat him by about one meter at most. That's why he indulged them around.

An Yi moved a few steps to the position of the dead servant. Although his current magic defense is very high, his armor is not high, and there is no medicine to remove corpse poison. If you can cast spells in the distance but still stay close to adventure, it is by no means a wise choice.

Adjusting his breathing, his mind is extremely calm.

930 points of MP, plus the magic recovery speed reaches 60/min, that is, the recovery speed of a little per second, Anyi's magic at this stage is not enough. At most, pour in a bottle of instant magic potion at the critical moment. What if it's too late to drink medicine? And the devil sucking.

Devil sucking, level 1, release to a single target, can absorb 10MP/second, 10HP/second to supplement itself, duration 10 seconds, skill is interrupted and invalid.

Anyi's magic consumption is stable, and the previous attack continues.

"-The Arrow of Corrosion!" Such a gloomy and horrible scene, the visibility of the dark night is less than two meters, a calm attack of an undead mage with slightly scarlet eyes, and his face is as pale as a dead person, without any expression, just a calm use of skills.

The fourth, the sixth, the eighth!

Finally, it cooled down. An Yi vacated his left hand and condensed a powerful magic shadow again.

"Death entanglement!"

A dark red devil's shadow enveloped the whole body of the zombie in a moment. The devil's shadow's attack is not only damage, but also can block all sight. Although it is not long, it is enough for him to calm away.

"-The devil sucks!"

The magic energy fluctuated strangely, setting up a death ripple invisibly, as if another blood vessel was added to him and the zombie.

The feeling of energy pouring into his body was extremely strange. He knew that there was still blood in it. When he remembered that the other end of the blood vessel was the rotten stench zombie, he couldn't help feeling sick. Fortunately, his nerves are thick enough, otherwise he can't stand such a disgusting design of a game company.

The continuous walking and fighting took nearly five minutes to finally grind three zombies to death. During this period, An Yi only drank three bottles of instantaneous return, and not even a drop of blood was consumed.

Looking back at the dead servants, five powerful zombies surrounded three of the same kind and kept biting, and waved their claws to each other, and the rotten meat kept cutting off. I believe that the old American people who advocate the aesthetics of muscle violence will like this rough and simple action, but it is not An Yi's dish. Re-taken control, Anyi calmly commanded the zombies to launch a fierce attack, and at the same time cooperated with the release of magic, and quickly killed the other three zombies.

Collecting six zombie hearts again, An Yi sat down on the ground, used primary meditation to restore magic, and sent five zombies back to the undead space to slowly recover.

The surroundings were very calm, and the breeze gently blew away all the rotten smell of the cemetery, making An Yi feel refreshed.

It seems that there is an unusual breath wandering around, and there is a feeling of being peeped at. An Yi's heart is stinged, ten fingers are empty, and the left hand "bone shield" and the right hand "resistance" have been condensed in his hand. With the spiritual detection, the wind and grass around him gradually became clear, and nothing was found. The nearest zombie to Anyi was also 50 meters away.

An Yi sat down, but his heart kept kicking uneasily, preying that something was going to happen.

If you think about it carefully, an hour of wanted notice should have passed for a long time, right? Just thinking about this, there was a sudden touch of darkness behind my head, which made people's hair creepy in an instant.

"- resist the ring of fire!"

Buzz, from his center, the fierce flame halo quickly exploded away. Then he didn't have time to turn around and rushed forward to get out of the attack range.

Looking back in a hurry, he saw an elf thief who was wrapped in a black cloth and mummified appeared one meter behind An Yi, and was attacked by the fire ring. The three-inch dagger was still the key point behind his head. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

This person must have followed himself for a long time, otherwise he would not suddenly kill him when he just took the dead servant into the undead space.

It is necessary for Anyi to believe that the reason why this person has not taken action is that he has always been highly vigilant and has not been damaged so far.

Patience is the most important condition for an assassin, but if Anyi has not damaged his blood, there will never be a chance to attack, so he can't wait. At this time, while Anyi's magic is not full, he finally kills it.

The thief's name is Mo Feng. It seems that he has heard of it somewhere. He is a seventeen-level thief, and he is the best choice in terms of level and equipment.

"The curse of weakness!"

"The curse of aging!"

An Yi rushed forward and came out with two instantaneous curse magics.

The thief Mo Feng suddenly poured a bottle of golden holy water into his mouth, and the curse on his body was immediately lifted, and then rushed to Anyi. Before he took over the wanted task, he must have had some understanding of Anyi, otherwise it would be impossible to carry the holy water with him. You should know that the price of a bottle of holy water is 5 gold coins, which is not an idle potion.

"Bone Shield!"

The footsteps were slightly wrong, avoiding the cold front of the thieves' long-distance attack, but it was still scratched to the edge.

"61."

Damn it! An Yi couldn't help but want to curse. He knew that his physical defense was very bad, but with the defense of the bone shield, he only wiped one side and deducted most of his blood, which made it difficult for him to accept.

I ran into a hard stubble this time.

The thief Mo Feng turned the dagger in his hand flexibly, and a sneer overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The cold eyes seemed to be a poisonous snake that secretly chose people to eat, ready to lie down with a fatal blow.

An Yi finally remembered where he heard the name Mo Feng.

The "Mo" family in the first group of China Game Studio, in the top ten, there is such a thief Mo Feng who likes to wrap his whole body into a mummy.

Someone once complained in the sea of seven sins, saying that Mofeng is simply a killer in reality, killing people without blinking an eye, full of cold-blooded animals. Naturally, An Yi did not believe it at that time. Most of this was the slander of players who had been attacked by Mofeng. But now Anyi is a little convinced. This green dagger is like a metatarsus maggot. An Yi has made more than a dozen tactical dodges in a flash, but he still can't dodge him.

Short soldiers meet each other. Either you die or it's easy to die. Life and death are only in an instant.

As he marched in a hurry, An Yi suddenly staggered under his feet, his body was unstable, and he quickly fell to the ground. Mo Feng's eyes lit up, and the sneer at the corners of his mouth were even more sad. The "back thorn" had already taken off his hand and instantly pricked An Yi's waist and eyes.

With this blow, Anyi will definitely die!

The situation is already in a moment!