The campfire was filled with a foul smell, and the heads of swamp zombies as big as mine watermelons were neatly stacked, green and shiny in the firelight, like watermelon stalls stacked on the side of the road in early summer. www.biquge.info Several beast girls sat in front of these zombie heads with thick linen scarves around their heads, holding a sharp dwarf refined Xuanhua axe in their hands, and the axes kept splitting on the zombie heads, and there were a series of "click" sounds.

A small wooden box was placed next to the campfire among them, containing a number of cores that had just been found in the zombie skulls. Whenever the orcs found the core, they would give a low cheer, then wipe the core covered with corpse fluid and throw it into a small wooden box.

The Flame Gathering Scroll was pressed by a few stones, so it was not blown away by the wind, but the flame was burning tenaciously on the scroll, and even the strong night wind could not blow out the elemental fire. The shattered zombie skull was thrown under a dirt slope to the side and rolled far away.

I crawled out of my sleeping bag and rubbed my sleepy eyes, a rapid heartbeat woke me from my slumber, and it was a very strange feeling that made me uncomfortable, like when I had just entered the northern foothills of the wasteland, I always felt that someone was staring at me, and danger was imminent. It was a punctual feeling, but I couldn't sleep again anyway.

During the day, we finally carved a road paved with zombie corpses on the windmill hills, and finally cleared the swamp zombies on our way, so we collected a large number of zombie skulls, which numbered nearly a thousand. Those who left countless zombie corpses along the way originally wanted to simply refine corpse fire oil. Unfortunately, there were not enough clay pots, so I had to abandon this plan.

Just collect the zombie skulls in linen bags. Put it together and let a few orcs who are willing to do it smash open their skulls. Remove the core inside. No one wants to be on the road tomorrow with those foul-smelling zombie skulls.

No one wants to smash these filthy zombie skulls against the foul smell, which sticks to their hands and is difficult to completely remove even if they are repeatedly washed with water. But when Kutz suggested that every time he found a core, he would get an extra secret sausage, the problem was no longer a problem.

We had reached the very edge of the windmill hill before dark, and further on to the North Gully Quarry, which we didn't need to take a detour to the North Gully Quarry, but we wanted to get a few big iron pots. Only there are first-class blacksmiths in the mines. Formerly known as blacksmiths, they can now only be considered mine slaves, a group of gray dwarf mine slaves.

Before nightfall, worried that those swamp zombies would silently touch the camp, not only arranged for the orc warriors to take turns to keep vigil, but also lit a few fire-gathering scrolls around the camp, so that the whole camp was brightly lit, I crawled out of the sleeping bag and got out of Sister Guoguo's tent.

Sister Guoguo curled up and slept in the quilt. Like a tanuki, I lifted a corner of the tent curtain and climbed out.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and I noticed that the campfire in the northwest corner of the camp had been extinguished. It felt like the mana on the Gathering Fire scroll was draining rapidly. Then, the scroll lost all of its mana at once, and it went out. Otherwise, no matter how strong the wind is, it won't be able to blow out the flames on the scroll. It was originally a magical fire.

I was about to go to find out what was going on, when I suddenly heard a muffled grunt of pain in the distance. Then there was the scolding of the beast girl, followed by two screams, this series of sounds came far in the silent night, even if there was the sound of the wind and the sound of "clicking" the zombie skull, it could not hide the misery of the sound. A figure suddenly emerged from the tent next to me, and in the dim darkness of the night, I could only dimly see him wrapped in gray linen, as if he could blend in with the night. If I hadn't seen that very special searing bow in his hand, I wouldn't have recognized him at all, but doesn't this guy have the habit of undressing when he sleeps at night?

I saw someone chasing after me, and I hurriedly followed.

At this time, a calm voice came from behind me, and he said to me in surprise: "Jia, why are you up too?"

"I just wanted to get up......"

I turned around and was about to explain to Jonbach, but Jonbach had already picked me up quickly, and quickly threw myself aside, at this time, a gray-white figure appeared out of thin air in my original position, and I couldn't see what it was, but it was holding a huge bone scythe in its hand, and a second after I left that position, it slashed tightly against my neck, and a trace of blood flowed down my neck.

Immediately after, a sharp arrow flew in front of my eyes and pierced the body of the white figure, which suddenly shook and disappeared into the night right before my eyes and Jonbach's eyes, and then I found that my body seemed to have leaked a few large holes, and the magic power contained in the nodes in my body was sucked away like flowing water.

At this time, two arrows were fired in a row in the darkness, but unfortunately they missed.

Viru panted and chased after him, and glanced at Jonbach, Jonbach stood up from the grass, I was also pale with fright, if it wasn't for Jonbach's reaction speed enough, I might have been cut in two by the white figure.

"What's that?" I asked Jonbach next to me, suppressing my fear.

Jonbach followed Viru all the way forward, the two of them looked very solemn, seeing that I was still following them at this time, Jonbach said directly to me: "Call your sister, this is a killer from the swamp of death, they are used to hiding in the dark night, it is difficult to deal with!"

I said in my heart that you two think I'm cumbersome, it's true, I saw that the two of them cooperated tacitly, and the movements were very fast, and it was really useless to follow behind, and I didn't bring out the silver-plated shotgun, so I turned around and ran towards Sister Guoguo's tent, and the orcs who smashed the skulls of swamp zombies in front of the bonfire were already pale with fright.

Kuz ran from under the dark grassy slope, wearing only a leather armor pants and a **** upper body. With an alloy bow in his hand, he asked, "Found the Death Scythe?"

"Ahh I realized that the monster that attacked me had a very domineering name.

Sister Guoguo said from behind me, "He also has a unified name, called Ghost! He is good at absorbing the mana of his opponent in battle, and has the 'silence' skill, so he can be regarded as a mage's nemesis!"

Sister Guoguo got up from the tent in a hurry, only put a magic coat on top of her nightgown, her hair was scattered, and her snow-white feet were exposed, and in the dark night, she emitted a crystal light by the light of the fire. She saw that I was going to run out with Kuz to find the Death Scythe that might be lurking in the camp. Grabbed me.

Whispered softly in my ear, "There's nothing more attractive to those guys than magicians, who are very sensitive to mana and like to be close to creatures with strong magical elements and suck the magic power out of them!"

Then he said to me: "The swamp zombie and the death scythe, the two undead monsters, make up for each other's shortcomings in the swamp, this is the real death swamp, even if it is a wolf cavalry, it is easy to die in the sneak attack of these death sickles." ”

I've never been able to understand what these swamp zombies are so terrible that they would force an entire orc tribe to abandon their homes. Flee at the mere sight of the oncoming force. The orc werewolves are naturally reckless and fierce, not afraid of death, and they are natural hunters, and it stands to reason that they have lived on the edge of the death swamp for so many years. Already familiar with the characteristics of swamp zombies, for these zombies, javelinmen and archers with armor-piercing arrows are definitely their nemesis. It is a bit strange that even the Raitu tribe would be forced to leave their homes.

Now finally know. These ghostly creatures are the death sickles that are the most terrifying, if there are always some such killers lurking in the dark night. Waiting for life to be harvested, no matter how strong the will is, it will gradually collapse over time.

At this time, Gzhile ran out again in disheveled clothes from the direction from which Kuz had come, her large wheat-colored skin was exposed, and when she saw me looking at her curiously, she didn't care about the spring light exposed under the leather armor, and went directly to Kuz's side and whispered: "Dead two female warriors in charge of the night vigil, one knife is fatal, it should be killed by those death sickles!"

At this moment, I suddenly felt that the magic elements in my body were abnormally active, and that indescribable sense of panic hit my heart, Kuzi has the legendary talent of the beast clan 'survival instinct', and it was also at this moment that he foresaw the danger coming, and looked behind me in shock, and behind me was Sister Guoguo.

I hurriedly turned around and got behind Sister Guoguo, I didn't have time to react, a white bone scythe had been condensed in the dark air at this moment, I panicked, and there was nothing to block, I took out a wolf tooth dagger from my arms and raised it without thinking.

The white bone scythe has been split diagonally, just on the wolf tooth dagger raised in my hand, my strength is much smaller than the power of the death scythe, and the dagger is not a good defensive weapon, there is almost no obstacle, the white bone scythe of the death scythe is on my shoulder, fortunately, there is a point, the wolf tooth dagger material is hard enough, resisting the blade of the white bone scythe, but the foot long scythe head is inserted obliquely from my shoulder blade, cutting off three ribs is not counted, the sharp giant scythe tip has reached into my abdominal cavity, at this moment, the pain is so that I can hardly speak。

I finally got a sense of what it was like for the zombies to be scurrying on the horns and javelins of the Antelope during the day.

At this time, Kuzi shouted hoarsely and bitterly: "Jia!"

I relied on my keen sense of magic, feeling the abnormal fluctuations of the magical elements around me, to know that the danger came from behind me, and Kuz relied purely on his own talent. He discovered this dangerous situation almost at the same time as me, but he was a line slower than me after all, because he chose to draw a feather arrow at the first time, and when I had already turned around and ran behind Sister Guoguo, he was in Sister Guoguo's surprised gaze, and he was facing Sister Guoguo with a bow and arrow, and he was full of momentum towards Sister Guoguo.

Kuz saw the giant scythe that appeared out of thin air slash at my shoulder, and it was at this moment that his feathered arrow was fired.

The sound of him shouting my name reached my ears along with the sound of his feathered arrows breaking through the air, and the steel arrows flew past Sister Guoguo's pearl earrings, cutting off a messy strand of her hair between her neck, and piercing straight through the chest of the death scythe.

"Bang!"

It was the sound of countless pieces of ice shattering above me, along with an endless chill.

Damn Kuz, what he pulled out was a magic rune arrow, this was Kig's last gift to Kuz on his last night in Gurudin, this is not some superb magic skill, mysterious formula, nor any powerful weapon, precious magic materials, but an idea, or even a conjecture.

Miss Qi thinks that since the Frost Scroll has such unexpected power and can also be drawn on palm-sized magic parchment, she makes a point: since the magic scroll can be mounted on the beast clip to make a simple magic trap, if the magic parchment paper is made lighter and thinner, and the scroll with the Frost Demon Pattern Circle drawn is rolled behind the tip of the feather arrow, wouldn't it become a magic arrow?

Well, the last night, I went crazy all night with Kig in her makeshift laboratory, and on the eve of dawn she changed into a sumptuous court dress and boarded the airship and returned to the Grimm capital, while I stood on the hillside and cried. But before we did it again, we actually made three magic arrows.

This feathered arrow was one of the three magic arrows.

My whole body was covered with a thick layer of frost, including Sister Guoguo's entire back, and the white ghost floating above my head, hiding under the black tattered cloak, was covered with ice ballast, and its terrible scream pierced my eardrums, and I think it probably knew that it was in danger.

A flare floated from Sister Guoguo's hand, I thought at least she would be able to perform a magic skill like "Ice Arrow"! I didn't expect that she just fired a magic flare into the sky at this time, and the whole camp was as bright as day in an instant.

Only then did I really see the appearance of the death scythe, the whole thing was a half-skeleton frame wrapped in a black broken cloak, there were no bones below the pelvis, only the miserable white bones of the upper body, and there were two dark blue soul fires burning in the eye sockets on the skull, I seemed to be able to feel it frightened from these two flames, its entire right hand had turned into a white bone scythe, but at this time it was inserted into my body, and I didn't know how to pull it out.

Under the illumination of the flares as bright as day, the death sickle actually emitted green smoke all over its body, as if it was on fire, and the stinging sensation made the death sickle let out a terrible scream, but all the joints of the body were covered with frost, and they couldn't move at all.

In the darkness, a flash of white light flashed, and an arrow was nailed directly to the head of the Death Scythe.

Jonbach also rushed to my side at this time, and he actually dropped the mace in his hand and held it directly on the handle of the giant scythe of death. He was clearly worried that the Death Scythe would stab me again while it struggled to the death.

"Dorenle!" Jonbach shouted, as the Scythe of Death grabbed Jonbach with his other hand, and was blocked by the shield in his other hand. (To be continued.) )