"This ......"

A reasonably sober drinker's raised fist stayed in mid-air.

Although it was very unbelievable, he was sure that he had seen with his own eyes the undead bone clan, who had always been cold and ignorant, bowing and greeting their group!

He used to be a soldier of the Thunder Dragon King's Guard, but because of his dull nature, he never broke through the beginner human race and promoted to the middle rank, so he never had the opportunity to become a squad leader, and he was an ordinary soldier for nearly ten years.

In the end, he was finally replaced by newborn blood and completely lost his job as a convoy.

After that, he resigned himself to his depravity, and every day he ran to the tavern, using the money he had saved as a soldier to buy drunk.

Only in this way will he not be tormented by the cruelty of reality.

And the politeness of Little Bone drew out the habit he had left behind in the convoy to protect the legitimate aliens.

Therefore, he raised his fist, but he never had the strength to hammer it down.

"Hahaha! The young immortal bone clan, I don't know if anyone has a good name, if not, then it will make a lot of money!"

The old soldier who had retired a long time ago was in physical habit and did not start, and the other drunks did not show mercy.

They don't have the good predecessors of the old soldiers, so it makes less sense to do things.

Bang bang bang!

Three or four pairs of fists slammed into the bones of the small bones, the physical strength of the human race was really limited, and under the hammering of the junior big man, he could only knock the bones on its body crooked and misplaced.

Dada!

After a successful blow, the little bone finally became famous, and the fluctuations of mana spread around its body.

The drunks immediately felt their fists on the body of the undead bone clan twisting little by little.

The flesh and blood are fine, more elastic to cushion not too violent twisting, but the hard bones are different, as the joints of the fingers twist a little, they gradually feel severe pain.

"It's a curse! This young immortal bone clan is already a beginner-level strength!"

The pain sobered the drunks a little, and they retreated as they felt the mana overflowing from the little bones.

Sou.

A drunken man took a few steps back, grabbed a small wooden stool on the ground, and the additional power on his palm surged, blessing the fragile small wooden stool to be as hard as steel.

Whoosh.

The other drunks were also serious, and some picked up the broom that was placed in the corner of the tavern and attached the attributes of a sharp blade.

Some were even more crisp, turning their hands to remove half of the small wooden door of the tavern, attaching heavy attributes, and carrying them on their shoulders at any time ready to smash down on the small bones.

"Mana??, why can't it sense a single trace from it in the first place?!" the old soldier took a few steps back.

Like the other drunks, he followed them around the small bones at first, but he couldn't sense the magic power emitted by the white line in the small bones, so he judged that this was an undead bone clan that had just been unearthed for a long time and was not threatening.

Because of this, they dared to surround it with their bare hands.

And now...... It's obviously the same beginner, but it can't detect the magic power in its body.

Could it be that this is a mutant species of undead bones?

Thinking of this, the old soldier's wine also sobered up for most of the time.

After reacting that he actually wanted to make a move on an immortal bone clan in the royal capital just now, a trace of happiness flashed in his somewhat cloudy eyes.

It's good that he didn't make a move, otherwise, if he was caught and detained by those juniors, he would really have no face!

"Hey, all calm down......" he shouted to his drinking companions, who were still a little drunk.

But how could the big men on top of him take care of him?

Before he could finish speaking, they rushed up at the small bones with weapons with various attributes attached.

Sou!

Suddenly, a sharp black spear appeared in front of the chest of the person who rushed to the front, and the black spear cut a small hole in the skin on his chest, and he had to stop in pain.

The original intention of the little bone was to give birth to a black spear in his body, but he was in a good state with the additional force in his body, and the curse did not play a lot of role, and could only be born from the outside, causing a little damage.

If it was a normal one-on-one heads-up, this blow from the small bone would be enough to establish an advantage.

It can take advantage of the victory when the opponent stops, and constantly weaken the opponent's state with curses.

Even in the face of a possible counterattack from a fish dying and breaking the net, you can recover with the undead trait and take it away with one shot!

However, it was an unfair group fight......

"Little thing, taste the corner of this stool!"

Just as Little Bone was about to release the second "Cursed Black Spear", several drunks of beginner strength appeared beside it.

Bang!

The horn of the hard wooden stool slammed into the bone of his right leg, and there was a "click" sound, which was the sound of bones shattering.

Ignoring his unsteady right leg, Little Bone stretched out his white bone hand to grasp the drunkard's arm carrying the stool, and the mana in his body condensed in his palm, and the twisted power exploded, acting on the drunkard's arm.

The drunken man was in pain, and hurriedly spread the wooden stool in his hand, and jerked back his arm to avoid the twisted curse of the small bones.

At this moment, another drunkard arrived, and he raised the broom in his hand, which had become sharp and sharp, and swept it violently across the ribs and spine of the small bones.

A sharp broom instantly cuts the small bones in half!

Da!

The small bones floated in the air with half of its spine in its head, its hollow eyes staring at the drunk man with a broomstick, and the fingers of its lower body were slightly raised.

The mana power was emanated, and the drunk grabbed the two palms of the broomstick, and suddenly two black spears were born out of thin air!

The spear cut through the skin, and the drunkard was in pain, dropping the broom with the sharp attribute attached to it, and then falling backwards again and again.

The upper body of the small bone also lost its balance and fell to the ground along with the lower body.

The scattered bones shook slightly, and before the small bones' bodies could reunite, a shadow appeared above it.

The drunk, who was holding the heavy attribute door panel in both hands, walked quickly, threw the door panel off, and slammed it on the scattered bones of the small bones.

Bang!!

The door panels and bones could not withstand the impact of the huge weight, and at the same time shattered into sawdust and broken bones all over the ground.

Seizing this opportunity, the rest of the drunks who had recovered from their state rushed in with tools and weapons that they had dismantled from nowhere, ready to launch a second round of attacks.

At this time, the broken bones all over the ground suddenly scattered, first condensed into shoulder blades, hand bones, skulls and other scattered body parts, and after dodging the attacks of the drunks, they were reassembled into a complete small bone body on the street behind.

"Yes, in the face of the siege of several people, even if it has the characteristics of immortality, the wheel battle will be consumed to death. If you open up the distance, it will be a matter of time before you break them one by one. ”

Lin Zhi held a piece of red watermelon in both hands, and looked at the small bones that were confronting several beginner terrans not far away with great interest.

I saw the little bones standing straight in place, as if something was brewing, the palm of his right hand was slightly raised, and there was an extremely faint white light spreading outward from the palm of his hand.

"Little thing, still want to run?"

The Terran drunks with weapons approached step by step, but the small bones seemed to be completely unaware, and the white line representing the magic power in their bodies frantically converged towards the palms.

Almost instantly, the white line broke off and flowed rapidly through the small bones.

The eerie and icy aura exploded, and the several drunks who had already walked in front of Xiao Bone, including other onlookers, all the human races felt very clearly that their spirits and bodies seemed to have lost contact, and their consciousness fell into the invisible abyss.

"What is that?!"

Seeing that a thin layer of materialized mana began to appear in the palm of the small bone, Lin Zhi, who was leisurely eating melons, was startled, and the dark blue fire in his eye frame shook violently.

Xiao Bone is now overloaded with the mana in his body, and what he wants to use is actually the one he once used on the top-level demon Trophas......

Super High-Level Curse, Soul Buried!!