"Wow, hide the plot, isn't it too slow for us to start the live broadcast now. "As the deputy leader of the 'Skyrim' adventure group, the dwarf looked at you and sighed.

"Ah, about the live broadcast, I don't think you need to worry, Anne and I clicked on the live channel from the moment we joined the team. Marceau replied with a smile, "If you like watching the recording, I'm also welcome to see how Anne and I fight." ”

"I feel powerless to look at you and Anne, you are a shaman but you are more than a thief, and Anne is a steppe elf but more violent than the most violent barbarian. The dwarf said, turning his head a little weakly to look at the hell behind him.

The kitten cub was taller than him, and naturally he had already seen the masterpiece of the Hell Painter - only to see the foam and blood clots covering the entire room, and strangely enough, there was no blood stain on Anne's body, of course, it was all too familiar to the kitten, because on the battlefield of the previous life, there were too many giant monsters such as fart spirits, goblins, kobolds, goblins, frost giants, and even mountain giants who used tragic deaths to add to Anne's power.

'Smash the Demon', this is the nickname given to Anne by players and NPCs in New Eden, if ...... How nice it would be for Anne to be able to fight with everyone after the invasion of New Eden.

"Well, now the question is whether or not we should go to the basement and have a look. ”

"There was no problem going to the basement, the key question was where the basement was. The warrior monk asked, looking at Marceau and Anne.

"You will always find it if you look for it, in my opinion, it is okay to go to the basement, it is okay to go to the basement, the problem is...... Kakaran, are you afraid of ghosts? Marceau turned to look for Kakaran. found that the little guy had already sat on the sofa, opened the snack box on the coffee table in front of him, and began to eat snacks, completely ignoring the white-headed old man lying next to him.

There are no rumors of ghosts in the Garol and Telshan civilizations on the other side of the Celon River, and this sentence seems to be asking without technical content, but Kakaran has said before that her mother is a Tershan, that is...... The little one's father is not.

"What the hell is it, is it delicious. Kakaran's answer was filled with sheer appetite.

"It's not tasty. Ghosts are creatures of negative energy, they are very dangerous, ordinary weapons cannot hurt them at all, only the priest is good at dealing with them...... It's like you. ”

"Ah, I see, I can deal with it, I killed two ghosts in one of the wild team's adventures the other day, and no one else was able to hit them, and my sacred Dao Signer purified them very easily. The little one listened to Marceau's explanation. Immediately laughed: "Leave it to me!"

"Then your sister Anne will cover for you, and I will cast the divine weapon magic on her weapon. With that, Marceau took a piece of walnut meat that Cakaran had thrown at him, "Ah, by the way, little one, don't you think it's a strange habit to eat when you're surrounded by corpses." ”

"Who said that, grandpa who participated in the first opening said the pain they had experienced, at the height of the Battle of Canary Plain. They can even sleep on the corpses of their friends, and when they wake up, they sit in a sea of corpses and blood to eat. Then go to the battlefield, die or repeat the process alive. Kakaran tilted his head and replied, "Of course I'm afraid of death, but Grandpa said that it's natural to be afraid of death, but death won't forgive me because you're a coward, learn to face death calmly earlier." Maybe one day I will be able to survive on the battlefield because of this habit, I am the eldest grandson, and I listen to my grandfather. ”

“…… Well, your grandfather was indeed an extraordinary old man. Marceau smiled and praised the old man when he taught his grandchildren.

"It's natural to fear death. But death will not forgive you because you are a coward, I remember that this should be written by First Admiral Bai Chaoran in his memoirs. Luo Zhengcheng, who was turning over the corpse, said.

"Yes, but this is not what he said, in the memoirs the First Admiral said it, it was told to him by his old emperor of the Tieflin kittens. "Mr. Warrior Monk seems to be a brain-dead fan of Mr. First-Class General, to be honest, Marceau is too, this first-class general among young people is too famous, and he can fight from beginning to end in the first human-insect war, just this luck is a kind of strength.

"Alright, we'll move on after turning things over, Wesley, you come here, we'll scout first. ”

"No problem, but can you give me a spell, I don't want to push open some door and a ghost or something else pounce on me. The gnome Wesley and Marceau walked to the door together, this time gooing up and pulling out a scroll, silently giving the dwarf an Ectoplasmic Feedback.

This spell allows imaginary enemies to take 1D6 resistance damage when attacking gnomes, adding a little damage to each level, which is indeed a very useful spell for Wesley.

So the gnome went into the corridor after Masorella opened the door, and when he brought the door, the kitten cub looked at the hallway, and there was only a limited wall fire in the deep hallway, and the figure of the dwarf loomed in it, and the moment he reached the end of the hallway, the lights in the corridor suddenly went out, and then the kitten heard a scream that reached the depths of his soul, and then the dwarf's footsteps ran to the door.

Anne had already run over by this time, and the girl raised the shotgun she had just changed in her hand: "Silver Bullet." ”

"Hey, I heard, it was Wesley's footsteps, put the gun down. Lulu said, but Goo immediately pulled his brother by the hand: "Brother, that's why the girl is a member of the elite adventure group, and you can only be regarded as a player." ”

"Brother!" shut up and watched what Anne and Marceau were up to. ”

Marceau had already opened the door by this time, and the cat cub, who had thrown a fire fold into the hallway, saw the gnome with a blue face, and he turned his head to look at Kakaran, who was looking at him: "Divine instructions! Four seconds later! Your Uncle Wesley is in trouble!"

Then the kitten grabbed the gnome who had pounced on Anne by the waist and lifted him to his feet, and a divine instruction from Kakaran fell on the gnome at this time. This time, a screech sounded again, and the gnome screamed, then gasped for breath.

Marceau put the gnome down and closed the door, Anne still pointed the shotgun in her hand at the gnome, and waited until Marceau put her hand on the back of the gnome's head, "Now, Mr. Wesley, please give us a proof that you are still yourself." (To be continued......)