The quests are brutal, but the quest rewards are plentiful. In addition to Descartes and many of the Bone Blade Assassins under him having fat experience points, the experience points after completing the mission also made Qingyi jump to level 29, and he was still 20% short of reaching level 30. is currently ranked third on the necromantic player rankings, and it just overtook the fourth-ranked hand-to-self draw, and I have to say that the competitive ranking is quite a cruel thing.

The difficulty of the task deduction has been increased, but if the task can still be successfully completed after the deduction, then the player can get a richer task reward, which is the system's affirmation of the player's strength. So in addition to a large amount of experience points and gold coins (looking at the amount of gold coins, Qingyi couldn't help but wonder if St. Augustine had stolen any treasure from the collection room, and how could a wage earner's salary afford to pay so much money), Descartes dropped a "Assassin's Permission to Transfer", and St. Augustine gave a "Warrior's Permission to Transfer". Coupled with the previous "Puppeteer's Transfer Permit", Qingyi has three combat classes at hand.

After getting the verbal promise of "going back and playing with a lot of necromantic creatures for you", it was easy for Su'er to burst into tears and laugh. After comforting this little Lori, Qingyi hurriedly launched [Soul Replacement] and sucked a group of Bone Blade Assassins and Descartes into the White Bone Gate, but unfortunately nothing was summoned, which made Qingyi very disappointed. He felt that the system should not be stumbling in this place. As for St. Augustine? Please, that's a ghost swordsman, it's a pure ghost physique, and the body has long been shattered by Qingyi, where can it be absorbed and replaced?

It's just that Descartes' memory is still deeply imprinted in Qingyi's mind......

Since he was sensible, he has lived in an orphanage; Every time I go to the street, many children laugh at themselves, saying that they are children without parents; A passing boy named St. Augustine talked to him and gave him half of the ginger candy he had just arrived with a beautiful candy wrapper; ginger candy, delicious; Chosen by a big man named Jont to become a member of the Royal Assassins, wearing the Wild Flower Badge; found that the little boy was also receiving training next door to the training camp, so he often climbed over the wall to chat with him; The training was very hard, very hard, and several times my hands were full of blood blisters, and I was in tears; Oak (nickname) is always magically conjuring ginger candy in chat; ginger candy, which is really delicious; "Don't shed a tear, Descartes, you're a man, you're stronger than me! You have to be strong to survive the failure of the mission......"; In fact, the mentors know that they are lazy over the wall, but they have always been very tolerant; "You didn't do it! That minister who admonished His Majesty, did you do it! "The Royal Assassins of Saramonro will not face anyone other than their enemies! That minister didn't take bribes, and I have no reason to kill him! "Well, then......" At his father's funeral, he learned that the minister who unfortunately died was his father; Orphans, everyone has become orphans; Be stronger! Orke, you are wrong, being strong is not to live for yourself, but to keep others alive; Become the youngest Assassin leader ever to use your prestige to intimidate the country's unruly youth, and save yourself from the same tragedy as your father, Oak; In the dungeon, the shadows went berserk and swung their blades at His Majesty; I stand in front of Oak, it hurts, it hurts, but I won't shed tears, because I promised you; You must also protect Your Majesty; I miss it so much...... What does ginger candy taste like......

"Let's go, Sao'er. I'll see if I can get you two pieces of ginger candy when I go back. ”

"Hmmm! Dad, what is ginger candy? ”

"It's a delicious, warm candy that will make you feel refreshed when you eat it."

"I want to eat! Don't talk without words! ”

"Got it, got it, little glutton."

"Smack!"

"Well, you kiss me again!"

It's just a few days of adventure, but it feels like more than ten days have passed. Finally, taking a deep look at this dungeon that had been fighting, Qingyi took Suo'er and strode away. His mind flashed with vivid figures: the graceful and sexy Queen of Gluttony, the resolute and strong captain of the guard, St. Augustine, and the silent and calm leader of the Royal Assassins, Descartes......

Now that you're all gone, there's no point in letting me fight in this dungeon.

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"Dad, how long do you have to go......"

"Soon! It's coming soon! ”

"You said 'soon' ten minutes ago! Woo, my legs are so sore...... "Suo'er's little face was bitter, and when her eyes rolled, there was water brewing in her eyes.

Little ancestor, are you sitting on the puppet's shoulder and letting it carry you away, where will your legs be sore?! Of course, Qingyi could only be stuffed in his abdomen, and he hurriedly promised a lot of ginger candy before he gave up.

Speaking of which, though, the Sea of Bones is a tedious map. It is a desert of life, without a trace of green, and all as far as the eye can see is cold, lifeless white; When the wind did not seem to stop, it blew the traveler's clothes into a hunting sound, and suddenly appeared to be vast. How can this be called an atmosphere that is not dull or depressing? In order not to let Su'er get bored, Qingyi desperately searched for jokes and stories in his memory, and even finished telling "Grimm's Fairy Tales" and "One Thousand and One Nights".

"It's cold, woo." At this time, Suo'er was sheltered by Saramonro's cloak and eagle and wrapped like a zongzi, and Qingyi hurriedly helped her pull it to prevent the wind from entering through the gap. Su'er is not a necromantic creature, which makes Qingyi very worried, and she doesn't know if she can adapt to the environment of the Necromantic Realm.

After walking for a while, Su'er jumped up, but she forgot that she was sitting one meter eight above the ground, and this jump almost didn't fall to the ground. Hurriedly supporting himself with a puppet, Suo'er excitedly grabbed Qingyi's hand: "Dad, is that your city?" ”

"yes." Qingyi smiled gently.

"That's a lot of black smoke!"

"That's Uncle Strunm, another accident. He's like that, a reckless—" Qingyi said as he looked at the city, unable to help but freeze in place.

"What's the matter, Dad? Father? ”

"There is only one laboratory, why is there 'so much black smoke'!" Qingyi's voice trembled: "Let's go back immediately, Suo'er, run!" ”

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Smoke billowed from the air.

Black Sharp stood with his back to the City Lord's Mansion and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it okay yet?" ”

"Big brother, the other party is resisting fiercely! But it's just a little, it's a little bit! A player behind him answered, also too anxious.

In front of the gate of the city lord's mansion, a fat man with a sledgehammer, a ruffian wielding a whip, and a thin man with trembling legs and a test tube...... It turned out to be this group of life class NPCs that stopped the black sharp team, among which the hunchbacked old skeleton with a cane resisted the most fiercely, although he was weak, but when he stood there, the soul fire in his eyes was like a torch, and a feeling of being invincible filled the player's heart. With the location, the rotting vultures on the roof, and the demonic plants on the side of the gate, they can barely support it.

"Big brother, are you still okay?" The other player, bitten by the man-eating flower, hurriedly retreats from the line of fire, shouting at the black edge.

Black Sharp didn't speak, just stared intently at the ghost hound on the opposite side, known as "Bloodclaw". Obviously, both of his front legs were broken, obviously he was poisoned, and he was blind in one eye...... Why is this dog still panting and looking at himself with cold eyes? It's just a procedure, is it necessary to stick to it to this point? If you were any intermediate-level NPC, you would have died three and a half times ago, right?!

At a glance, there are more than a hundred players here, and a handful of ghost wolves are fighting them on all sides. Many of the buildings in the city smoked and their durability went wild, and in a short time another dwelling was scrapped. See, the city is about to run out.

"Stop."

Black Sharp raised his eyes, and a figure slowly appeared from the street, and it was the owner of the city—June Sunshine.

"Long time no see."

"Long time no see. You've had enough, right? Won't you let me out? Although the voice of June Sunshine was restrained, Black Sharp could feel the faint murderous aura, the anger suppressed under the freezing point.

One player laughed a few times, pointed to June Sunshine's nose and said, "Are you kidding, brother?" Why did you tell us to go out? ”

"That's it."

Behind June Sunshine, a large group of skeleton soldiers appeared. The approaching player screamed and was immediately surrounded by the skeleton corps, unable to even swing their weapons, and was bitten to death. Players who attempt to attack June Sunshine are intercepted by several summons and sent to a respawn point by the black blade that appears inexplicably. A petite girl plays the piano and uses a player as a puppet to control him to attack other players.

Gradually, the situation began to turn around.

"Tsk." Turning his head to look at the group of NPCs who swore to defend the City Lord's Mansion to the death, he forced an unwilling sound from between his teeth, and the black sharp shouted: "Retreat!" Retreat all! ”

"No, big brother!"

Glaring fiercely at the screaming player, Black Sharp said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to question my orders?" Are you sure? ”

The player's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly cooperated with his companion to retreat. The torrent of players gathered and the skeleton soldiers passed by, and the atmosphere was very tense. Junesunshine stood at the front of the group, his eyes unblinking, as if he wanted to remember the face of every intruder.

"Goodbye." Black Sharp waved his hand as he passed by Qing Yi's side.

"Goodbye."