"No!"

Awakened by the terrible memory, Zhiwan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, looked around, and found himself lying on a dilapidated wooden bed.

"Are you awake?"

A strong man pushed open the broken wooden door, and it was the Hercules who was letting the wind outside.

"My head hurts so much.... Where are we? ”

The staff grabbed his hair, and the few sparse remnants were also pulled down.

"We are still in the dark ruins of death, in a dilapidated house, but according to the hint of Fantasyland, this should be a small town house before the cataclysm, and most of the zombies around it have been cleaned up by your previous outbreak, so let's hide here for the time being."

At this time, Hercules was holding two thick wooden sticks, which were the two most handy ones he found from the ruins of the collapsed houses, which were temporarily used as weapons, which were much less powerful than dumbbells.

Hercules turned around and looked outside the door, and when he found that there was nothing unusual, he continued.

"Soon after you fell unconscious, a cold current gushed out of the center of the town, and that cold current was extremely terrifying, freezing for thousands of miles everywhere you went, even the zombies you encountered along the way were frozen, and even the towering wooden man summoned by the blue-haired clone was covered in frost..."

"As soon as I saw this scene, I dragged you into this house, and I escaped the catastrophe."

"According to my guess, this should be the corpse king's bone prison breath who can't help but appear, and the powerful freezing skill that can make no distinction between enemies and enemies is its means. But that's none of our business, Bluehair should figure it out. ”

"We just need to stay here in peace...."

"No!"

The wisdom staff interrupted Hercules' steadiness, and struggled to get up and get out of bed under the pain of the physical load.

"Crackling"

Just a simple act of getting up made Zhicane's whole body make a sound of muscles and bones rattling, and from his frowning eyebrows, he grasped the whitening knuckles of the bed to support his body, and it could be seen that his body was not back to its best state.

"Hercules, I know maybe you're right."

"You have always been the brains of our team, giving advice to our team, even if the Frost Girl's sneak attack failed, but whether it is from the strategic level or tactical details, you have taken into account that we were defeated only because of our lack of strength."

"That's right, the sudden strong strength of the blue hair does give us the confidence to wait for good news, and it seems that we don't have to do anything, we can sit back and wait to clear the level."

"But you and I both know that this is impossible, fantasy parks don't raise idlers, and people with no value will be eliminated by it in an instant."

"We have also come all the way, those who tried to travel in the mission world have ended up extremely miserable, and their wails before death are still in my memory..."

"It's ridiculous to say that those who claim to be the elite of society are often arrogant and conceited, and some of them become existences that we can't look up to, but more often they hasten their fall."

"On the contrary, it is an ordinary person like me, who is unknown and only knows that his head is hard and reckless, and has survived until now. Hercules, you know, there is a quality that Dreamland needs...."

"That's courage, I've been sad for twenty-three years in my previous life, and I don't want to live that kind of submissive life in this life, Hercules, are you willing to believe me?"

Before leaving, Ouyang Xiu handed each of them a set of medical kits - medical kit*1, D1 general antivenom serum*1, and D1 nutritional ointment*1.

After eating a pill of nutritional paste, Zhizhu's complexion became slightly ruddy, and his voice was no longer as hoarse as before, and he continued without waiting for Hercules to answer.

"I've already comprehended a trace of the power of a legendary mage, this is a good opportunity, but it is also a big gamble of nine deaths, if you don't want to, I won't blame you."

With that, the staff got up and walked out the door, passing by Hercules.

A muscular arm stopped the figure in the red mage's robes.

"This is Dreamland, I know, I've never been lucky, count me in. The corpse poison has been removed, and the weapon at hand, there is no reason to sit still here. ”

Flicking the thick wooden stick in his hands, Hercules turned his head to look at the wisdom staff, and there seemed to be a burning flame in his eyes.

"Smack!"

The two powerful palms clenched together after the blow, and the eyes of the two men collided with sparks of passion.

"If you want to fight, I will fight, I have a brother and I am not alone!"

........

The Corpse King's Bone Prison Breath, its body is very different from that of ordinary zombies, its whole body is covered in blue ice armor, and its body has a semi-solid texture like ice and snow that is about to melt, and clusters of backward ice picks make up its "hair".

At its feet is a large snowflake-shaped blue magic circle, which is the "real murderer" who slaughtered all adventurers - the ice aura.

This is the best symbol of the Corpse King's Bone Hell, and as long as it can't be killed in a short period of time, the Ice Aura will continue to lower the temperature of the surrounding environment, leaving all adventurers who don't want to break here.

The name of the Corpse King was not blown by bards, but was marked by the lives of countless adventurers buried here to warn future generations.

In addition to the Ice Aura, the Corpse King's Bone Inferno also has the ability to summon hordes of zombies, which are transformed by it and obey its orders without restrictions.

Under the cold of frost magic, the doppelganger No. 1, who was delayed by thousands of corpses, failed to break through.

These corpses do not suffer, they do not fear, they are the bravest soldiers, even if their companions die in front of them, they are still under the command of the Corpse King's Bone Prison, and they are still launching a death charge against the clone One.

Clone No. 1 swung the Void Slash and slashed, the knife waves flew sideways, and the number of corpses was visibly decreasing.

There was no joy on the face of the doppelganger No. 1, because the battle situation could not be delayed for too long, and once the ice aura broke out again, it would be difficult for Poison Blade and Wang Teng to be spared again. They still have some help in cleaning up these miscellaneous corpses.

Just as Clone 2 was about to gather his magic power and summon a wooden man again, a candle was lit in the distance in the southeast corner of the town.

Two figures, one strong and one thin, stepped on the frost, and their solid footsteps stepped on the ice-covered streets of the town, making a "snapping" sound of ice breaking.

The eyes of the two were resolute and sharp, as if they were sharp swords hidden in the snow for several years, and once they were unsheathed, they reflected a dazzling sword light.

"O fire elemental whose light is obscured in the Frostlands! In my name, call you to come! Become my magic sword and burn out the evil in front of you with the power of fire! ”

A low chant of magic spells came slowly from the thin red-robed figure, reflecting the face of the young man who was unwilling to fail.

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(End of chapter)