"No, I have to report it."

After asking his team members and finding that all of them were killed by the huge four-armed snake demon opposite, Brother Hang extinguished the cigarette butt he had just lit in his mouth, picked up the coat on it from outside the game compartment, pushed the door and prepared to go out.

"You hurry up and resurrect, don't care about those death punishments, anyway, the idleness is much lighter than before, and when you live, hurry up and run to Jackal Valley, don't let the final ruin exploration process be slower than other teams because of our few wiped out teams."

As soon as the words fell, Brother Hang hurriedly pulled out the room and walked out.

He muttered as he walked:

"This snake demon can't be a player, it must be an NPC, and it's definitely not a small character, no matter how you say it, it has hero-level strength. I didn't expect [Guodian], a retired old guy, to be able to hug such thick thighs and hire such a powerful NPC. It seems that we have to pay attention to the above, see if we can communicate with their guild, and see if we can exchange it for the information of the NPC's employment at some price. ”

As soon as this group of unlucky players appeared, they played soy sauce before they could exert much of their professional strength, not only to face some punishment from the death of the character, but also to greatly delay the process of exploring the ruins of their own camp in the Valley of the Jackals.

It's just that these have nothing to do with Yuan Di.

Without the players in the way, the four-armed snake demon Sneik let go of his hands and feet, and collided head-on with the zombie army on the opposite side.

I saw that Sneike's four arms didn't exert much force, and just by a simple wave, he stopped the attack of the zombie army, and the corpses were picked up by Sneike with the weapon in his hand, and then thrown back hard.

Worthy of the warrior race of demons, with the thick skin of the snake demon clan and the armor on his body, Sneik simply ignored the damage caused to him by drunken sleep.

"Ping Pong 。。。。。。"

Snek didn't care about the zombies' claws, fangs, and broken and rusty weapons, and rushed into the zombie army.

"Too strong。。。。。。"

Yuan Di's eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and he stared blankly at the god-of-war Sneike entering the flock like a tiger into the flock, a crazy killer, and the [Guodian] beside him did the same thing.

Although Sneik had already shot in the bazaar before, the opponent he faced at that time was not the zombies in front of him who were cannon fodder, and the individual forces of these zombies were not even eye-catching to Yuan Di, but their huge number made Yuan Di, who was an elite, unable to bear it.

But Sneik is different, the attacks of ordinary zombies are as painless to him as tickling, except for the chains and hook claws thrown by some stitching monsters behind the place, there is no effective damage that can break his defense.

Seeing Yuan Di's performance, Monica snorted with some dissatisfaction.

"This stupid big man also has the advantage of rough skin and thick meat, and he can't even do such a thing as killing, you look at the blood in front of him, where is there a little beauty, you must know that killing is also artistic."

Monica raised her neck proudly, squinted at the scene in front of her, which can be called "massacre", and said disapprovingly.

"Art?"

Yuan Di looked at her.

Seeing that Yuan Di's eyes were no longer focused on the stupid big man in front, Monica's face was filled with a smile again.

"That's it." Monica glanced disdainfully at the blood-covered Snyck, who had just torn a few stitch monsters in his hands, stained by their sticky blood.

Only then did he continue to say to Yuan Di: "You must know that in this world, no matter what you do, it is essentially an artistic creation.

You're gardening when you're repairing flowers, you're doing art when you're scribbling, you're making music when you're humming, and we're dark elves, the noblest killing artists in the world. ”

As Monica spoke, her hands flipped over, and two seemingly ordinary, dull black daggers appeared in her hands.

"Now, I'm going to show you what real art is."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Di was no longer there Monica by his side.

He hurriedly looked up at the battlefield not far away.

I only saw there, and Sneike at the front was still a one-man man, this four-armed snake demon who had survived in the ruins firmly guarded the passage leading to Yuan Di and others in the hall, and did not let go of any zombie in front of Yuan Di.

And in the zombie legions, some new species have also appeared.

There were several zombies with exceptionally large skeletons, wearing armor and walking towards them, and even Yuan Di could feel the tremors brought by the walking of these guys who were larger than the size of the four-armed snake demon.

Suddenly, a giant zombie walking at the back of the head jumped out of an extremely small figure.

As soon as the figure appeared, it dotted a few times in mid-air, and then appeared on the shoulder of the giant zombie that had been chosen as the target, and that figure was Monica, who had just suddenly disappeared.

The giant zombie seemed sluggish, hesitated for a moment before lifting a large, wrinkled-skinned, muscleless claw towards its shoulder.

But it was this moment of hesitation that took its life.

I saw Monica's slender arms gently swipe along the neck of the giant zombie, not only dodging the claw of the zombie, but also jumping to its other shoulder.

Then Monica leaped lightly, tiptoe a slight tap on the giant zombie's sparsely hairy head.

"Gollum."

A huge head slid off the shoulders of the giant zombie without a trace of pyrotechnics.

Even the giant zombie's body continued to take a few steps forward before falling.

Monica, who had won the first blow, did not come back, and in the time when the rest of the giant zombies had not yet reacted, she jumped over the heads of the remaining giant zombies one after another.

Every time she jumped on the head of a zombie, the head of the hapless giant zombie would fall off like its companions a moment later, not even splattered with blood like Sneik.

Monica is like an executioner on the battlefield, cold, accurate, and unobtrusive in killing every giant zombie.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one giant zombie left in front of the dry land.

This giant zombie was different from the previous ones, its body was fuller, stronger, and larger, and the originally empty hall was a little crowded after it appeared. Not only does this zombie glow with a gray-green glow all around it, but even its skin has some touch, no longer clinging to the bones, and the hair on the top of its head is much thicker than the ones killed by Monica before.

And the weapons in the hands of this giant zombie are obviously better than those of its companions, as if the giant sword on the door panel is wielding it like a toy in its hand.

Seeing this guy, Sneik also seemed interested, he spit out his crimson letter, licked the corners of his mouth, and clenched the weapon in his hand as if preparing for a fight.

【Giant Zombie Type VII (Boss)

Race: Zombie (mutant, improved)

Level: Heroic (Pseudo)

Weapons:?????

Armor: Hardened skin, rusted armor,?????? 】

In Yuan Di's eyes, this giant zombie turned out to be heroic-level strength, but why is there an extra word "pseudo" behind it? As for those question marks that can't see the information, Yuan Di didn't care, how much information he can find out from the other party, on the one hand, it is based on the strength gap between himself and the other party, and on the other hand, he also has to consider the friendship between himself and the other party.

According to Yuan Di's current strength and the "friendly" relationship between the two, it is already good to be able to see these basic information.

Just when Yuan Di was ignorant, Monica's figure appeared behind the giant zombie again.

It's just that this time the giant zombie seems to have expected it, and with a reaction speed that does not match its size at all, it stretches out its claws and grabs it behind its back.

Just as he was about to touch Monica, the dark elf suddenly disappeared, followed by a loud bang:

"Roar!!

Yuan Di, who was shaking by this roar, almost didn't stand firm, if it weren't for Donna next to him reaching out to help him, he would have sat on the ground.

Looking ahead, the familiar petite figure stood above the head of the giant zombie, holding a strange weapon composed of the original two short blades together, and plunged into the giant zombie's skull.

Then, in the frantic counterattack of the giant zombies, they jumped around flexibly.

One finger, half a palm, one ear, half an arm.

Yuan Di didn't see Monica's move at all, only to see that suddenly the giant zombie that was originally flesh and blood was left with only a standing corpse, and even this corpse had not realized its current situation, still striding forward, waving its claws without the slightest flesh and blood, and the master and apprentice grabbed the corpse flea that had been bouncing on his body.

"Poof."

The skeleton of the giant zombie falls, and with it Monica, who created the artwork, falls to the ground.

Even at this time, the giant zombie still did not die, and remained in a "near-death" state in Yuan Di's eyes.

"Poof."

Monica casually inserted the weapon in her hand into the giant zombie's eye socket, which was still trying to turn, and the "near-death" message finally changed to a state of "dead".

"See, this is art!"

Pulling her weapon from her side, Monica shook the two short blades she had disassembled in her hand at Snek in a demonstrative manner.

Before she could say anything, Donna, who hadn't spoken much, stepped out and motioned for Sneck to give up a seat.

"Look at it."

Donna didn't say anything, just stood there, her hands open at the zombie army that had gathered to charge them again.

Balls of fire, blades of wind, strings of lightning, and ice guns.

Donna stood still, dazzling spells bursting out of her hands.

Even when she was fighting against the husky, Yuan Di watched her cast a short period of silent time, and one spell after another instantly appeared in front of every target.

This time she showed her experience, and at the beginning she discovered spells other than fire, as long as they didn't cut off the spine of the mutant zombies, they were able to continue to attack several people.

"Flame, Wind Blade, and Thunder are effective, Splitting, Air Bomb, and Ice Gun are mediocre, and Countercurrent is completely useless."

Yuan Di stood behind Donna, watching her kill these zombies as cannon fodder, while testing the effects of various spells on them.

I saw the zombies that rushed up turned to ashes under the scorching flames, turned into ash smoke under the thunder and lightning, and shattered under the cutting of the wind blade, turning into a pool of broken bones and unable to stand up again.

"Don't look at me as a hero, but my strength is very good."

Although Donna was talking to Yuan Di, she didn't turn her head at all, and the movements in her hands didn't stop.

After determining the strength and weakness of these zombies, the zombies who rushed up were all wiped out in three or two strokes.

It really turned to ashes, and under the impact of thunder and flames, there was nothing left but the ashes that remained.

After dealing with the rushing zombies, Donna cast a protective barrier at Yuan Di and retreated.

The strange thing is that after Donna eliminated the group of zombies in front of Yuan Di and the others, Thompson, who was not far away, did not make any moves, neither closed the summoning space at hand, nor continued to send zombies to rush at Yuan Di and the others.

And Yuan Di also followed behind in a daze, even [Guodian] seemed to sense that the atmosphere was wrong, and stood behind Yuan Di honestly, without making the slightest movement.

And Yuan Di also followed behind in a daze, even [Guodian] seemed to sense that the atmosphere was wrong, and stood behind Yuan Di honestly, without making the slightest movement.

In this way, the two of them returned to the village in silence, Donna did not enter the village directly, but asked Yuan Di to go in and summon her teacher, and then the two most powerful cultivators in the village left, and let Yuan Di go back and rest before leaving.

Even lying on his own small bed, Yuan Di's head was full of doubts.

He didn't understand how Old Hall, who was at the peak of the sixth grade, and the teacher at the peak of the fifth grade, were so worried when they saw that cloud of ice crystals.

Above the two of them, the humanoid black mist floated in mid-air, but the strange thing was that neither of the two people below noticed it.

The black mist looked at the two of them and did nothing, witnessing their figures gradually disappearing into the forest.

"Master, another batch of sacrifices is coming, I hope you like it."

The elven prince Millai and his "favorite concubine" stood in an orderly manner at the other end of the corpse pit.

Black Mist glanced at the nervous two, didn't say anything, and didn't even tell the elves about the arrival of Ji Shuai and Hall before, and disappeared directly in front of the two elves.

Before leaving, an ethereal voice came:

"Very good, not enough, not enough, I will give more sacrifices to the lich, if it is insufficient, you elves will have to make up for it."