"I'm sure! I swear! Something's definitely running over!" The undead player using the bone template pointed to the empty hole in the network and shouted at his commander, "Absolutely something! white! with limbs!"

"I know, maybe the undead of the first open era...... The undead of Sallock. The Lord of the Crown looked around, this small pit was only the net behind them, there was no other entrance and exit at all, and in his infrared vision, there was no red at all.

Yes...... No, it's still red, he turned his head to look at the acolyte girl in the team, the latter is the main healing profession of the undead, it can be said that she loves beauty very much.

Although he is wearing a suit of plate armor, he is still a big living person and is beautiful.

"Alright, Mike, let's go, forget what you saw. The Lord of the Crown stretched out his hand and patted his teammates: "Hurry up, news has just come from our network of deceased tellers, and Your Excellency Zheng Yaoxian, the administrator, has retracked down our guest. ”

"Okay. The Bone Player looked around for a moment, and finally could only sigh, "What the hell." ”

"Haha, Mike, we're ghosts. Another Bone Undead player standing at the entrance of the network said with a laugh.

"No, I think Mike means that he saw a ghost, which is more upscale than our ribs, and it's also an invisible high-end product, not that +4 magic weapons can't hurt it. Another player, who was also a white-boned undead, patted his pale black skull: "Speaking of which, even if we encounter those undead, we are not afraid, Xiaomei is a monk, and she is born with an advantage over the undead, and we are not afraid of any negative energy undead, but I don't know if those guys will explode any equipment." ”

"It's been hundreds of years since the first open era, and you think there's still some gear waiting for you. After speaking, the Lord of the Crown stepped over a mound of dirt: "You are really crazy about money. ”

"yes, even if it's magic equipment, it's definitely out of order, but if we're lucky, maybe we'll find a weapon in good condition, these guys are said to be worth a lot of money, and those collectors will pay for this kind of antique. The Bone Undead who was following his commander said as he suddenly felt like he had tripped over something, and as he lost his balance, he noticed the big fist being handed to him from the mound.

It's really big, that's his last thought.

………………

Marceau, who had turned into an earth elemental, waited, and these New Eden players did not find themselves and prepared to evacuate from the pit, the Lord of the Crown stepped over Marceau's body, and then the guy who found himself, and he walked out of his legs while chatting with his teammates, completely unaware of the change in the mound of dirt at his feet.

So when he tripped over the kitten, and when the earth-elemental Marceau's fist shattered its chest along with the soul stone in it, the New Eden players could not react, only the Lord of the Crown began to turn: "Oh my God, you can even fall on the ground...... Enemy!" He didn't speak again, the transformation into the earth element gave Marceau a lot of power, and the instantaneous scroll gave him an extra 4 points of strength, and the chain armor on the Lord of the Crown's body shredded 24 points of strength in front of him like a piece of paper, grabbed the soul stone of the Lord of the Crown and brought it out of his chest, and the cat cub crushed the soul stone in his hand.

By the time the other New Eden players turned, their commander had turned to dry bones and disintegrated.

Kick the halfling guarding the acolyte over him, and then the forty-seven-yard foot landed on his face, organically combining its flesh with the dirt of the pit.

With a wave of his big hand, knocking the acolyte in front of him to the ground, Marceau caught the waving war hammer with his other hand, this thing has a certain lethality to the earth element, as for the hand axe in the hands of another undead, Marceau generously received this blow with his head - it is just a refined military weapon, that is, the player in front of him uses it to cut until the game is open and ends, but I am afraid that it will not be able to cause actual damage to Marceau's earth element.

Kicking the hammer-wielding undead over and snatching its war hammer, the cat cub swung it, first shattering the axe-wielding undead's axe-wielding arm, and then raised the sledgehammer, and the hammer with the big nail landed on its skull, and with the addition of great force, the cat cub hammered the dead bone into a pile of broken bones, and its soul stone was shattered when the war hammer slammed into the ground.

Turning around, the kitten strode towards the acolyte and knocked her to the ground again with a punch, without any sense of pity.

Then he turned around and caught the bullet fired by the undead with his hand, and the hand of the earth elemental of the lead projectile was like a larger plasticine.

The undead screamed and rushed at Marceau, before being hammered to the ground by the kitten.

The fist landed on its skull, smashed it open, and Marceau, who had not been able to find the soul stone, tore the chain mail from his body, broke the ribs, took the soul stone from it, threw it in front of the acolyte, and then stepped on it.

"This is a little interest on behalf of the Sha'an cubs who have been sleeping in the pot for a long time. Marceau stretched out her hand and dragged the girl up: "Now to answer my question, have you ever seen a group of steppe elf girls, if you cooperate with me, I can make your death less painful." ”

The girl snorted at Marceau's dirty face, "I've killed too many steppe elves!

Marceau nodded, and took the dagger from the dagger sheath on her waist: "I always thought that this war between the Eastern Continent and the Western Continent turned you and us into butchers, but I still feel that we are butchers because we are hostile, but we should not be perverted killers, and the cubs are innocent...... But you tell me with the facts that there is no difference under the butcher's knife, and when the cub is thrown into the blood pot, you regard it as the most normal part of the war, not the madest side of human nature......" "Those are AI!

"So they can't be human? Are those cubs, children who are supposed to be smiling and welcoming a better future, just because they are not carbon-based beings like you and me, they are killed as a matter of course? ”

"Are we going to give them a birthday dinner, congratulations on becoming human?"

The acolyte smiled, and then her smile froze, and Marceau let go of the dagger, and the kitten who stabbed it into her chin carefully held her up and let her lean against the wall of the net.

"I'm a butcher, I'm a murderer, but at least I know what I'm doing. Reaching out to close her eyelids, Marceau turned and walked into the depths of the net, and as he walked to the axe-wielding undead, he pulled the hammer from the ground.

It's a handful of guys.

………………

"There are more and more banshees. ”

Looking at the wailing banshees hovering in the air in the distance, the cat girl who had just gotten off the ground handed her hand to the first responder who ran over, who pulled out a nail spike fired by a dead spider from her arm: "You really don't want to die, those dead spiders' nail shots can hit a hundred meters or even more!"

"This is a letter I brought back for you from New Eden, along with this. Flame pulled out the skull of a dead mage from his bag.

"Wow, how do you know I have a penchant for collecting these skulls. The first responder's eyes widened as he reached out to take the skull, "It's perfect, there is no variation, even if it's a New Edenite skull, it's also a perfect human skull, I'm going to dedicate it to the temple of Stream City, and the Episcopal Church will find a good place for it on the Tower of Sinners." ”

"That's great. Flame smiled and moved his fingers: "As for why I know...... Don't you think your maverick hobby is impressive? ”

“…… Well, it does. After the first responder finished speaking, he noticed that a combat boat had fallen on the edge of the runway, and he beckoned to the cat girl: "I have something to do, you also saw it." ”

"Go ahead. ”

Watching him leave, Flame turned and shook her head as she looked at the more and more banshees gathering in the distant sky.

Marceau, where the hell are you.