The wind was howling and the black mist was rolling.

A translucent figure wandered aimlessly.

Its tall body emitted a faint green light, its features distorted, and its face appeared blurred.

"Spirits."

The name of the monster in front of him automatically appeared in Lu Yang's heart, he had seen too much in the past half a month, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was the most common monster in Shadow Island.

However, a large number does not mean that the strength is weak!

On the contrary, the most powerful monsters here are ghosts.

What's more, Lu Yang is just an ordinary person.

"Hey, I was so reckless today."

Lying in the pit, Lu Yang frowned and reflected.

After coming here for half a month, the body was inexplicably paralyzed in the first week, and the corpse was held up in the house for a week. In recent days, mobility has returned, but he only dares to wander around the house and go out with Yorick.

This was the first time he had gone deep into the black fog alone, and he had unexpectedly encountered danger.

"You shouldn't leave anything to chance." Lu Yang secretly admonished himself.

What is this place?

Isle of Shadows!

The kingdom of the dead! The forbidden land of life!

Its prestige is immense, and it can stop children from crying.

Your small body can't withstand any damage.

It seems that the safety under the shelter has given me a wrong perception.

Lu Yang sighed secretly.

The disgusting rancid smell desperately drilled into his nose, and he didn't realize it, his body was motionless, and his breathing became light.

The ghost has a very keen perception of the breath of life, and Lu Yang is so close to it, he is very worried that he will be exposed with a big breath. Although there are some rumors, after all, it is about your own life, and it is absolutely right to be cautious.

After quietly observing for a while, the tension in Lu Yang's heart eased a little.

These days, he has been with Yorick and has received a lot of information, which, combined with the memories of his past life, has given him a certain understanding of the undead like ghosts.

Outwardly, the ghost has a vague face and a stiff body, making it appear "rough". In terms of action, for the past few minutes, it has been wandering back and forth between several trees, only changing direction when it encounters obstacles, and it seems to be unintelligent.

All this is a good proof that this is just a low-level undead, or the worst kind of strength.

As long as he grasps the opportunity, Lu Yang has a chance to kill him with one blow.

Ghosts are creatures with very different strengths. The strongest, Yorick may not be an opponent either, and the weakest, ordinary people who muster up courage can also cope.

Lu Yang clenched his right hand, there was a rusty long sword, and the blade flashed with a terrifying edge from time to time.

When Lu Yang found it, it looked like a rusty iron bar, and Lu Yang polished it carefully before it regained a few points of its original appearance.

Now it has become his biggest dependence.

The ghosts of this world have a certain degree of entity and will be damaged by ordinary weapons, but if he is bare-handed, Lu Yang can only turn around and escape.

His eyes were gloomy and a little hesitant.

Mainly, Lu Yang cannot guarantee that his judgment must be correct.

His pitiful experience didn't give him much confidence.

Lu Yang's other concern is that as a person in peacetime, he has never even fought a few times, and if you want to talk about combat experience, it is completely zero. Faced with this kind of life-and-death struggle as soon as you come up, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents.

Do you want to go on it or not?

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lu Yang made a decision.

Above!

A must go!

Can only be on.

In the face of danger, Lu Yang's thinking was exceptionally clear. It seems that he has many options, but after careful consideration, there is actually only one feasible thing, and that is to risk killing it.

Detours? It doesn't work! He could only return the way he came, and once he chose another direction, he would inevitably get lost in the black fog.

Await? It seems good, but there is a fact - it is getting dark. The vision in the black fog was already very limited, and once the sky darkened, he would become blind, and it was self-evident how dangerous it was.

Thinking about these clearly, Lu Yang's eyes became firm, and he carefully adjusted his posture to facilitate his exertion.

When the ghost was closest to him and turned its back on him at the same time, Lu Yang pounced.

He held his sword high in both hands, his face was hideous, with a tragic momentum, like a hungry tiger out of the cage.

"Die!"

Lu Yang roared wildly in his heart, turned his sword into a knife, and slashed towards the ghost's neck.

Poof. The sword statue slashed into the mud, unusually heavy, and finally only halfway through the slash, it was stuck.

"It's over." Lu Yang's face turned pale, his eyes stared unconsciously, and his brain went blank.

He overestimated the sharpness of the sword and underestimated the toughness of the ghost's body,

"Woo ......"

The ghost let out a terrible wail, and Lu Yang's body was cold, and he felt a kind of fear from the heart.

It struggled, reaching out its hands and grasping at the sword.

Saying that it was too late, Lu Yang's movements only paused for a second, and before the ghost could hold the sword, his body moved subconsciously.

He kicked violently, and the floating ghost was directly kicked away, and then Lu Yang stepped forward, picked up the long sword and slashed over.

His eyes were wide with anger, as if he were crazy.

Knock knock twice.

The wraith's neck was slashed in two, its head slammed to the ground, and its body fell backwards.

Whew......

After being stunned for a few seconds, Lu Yang gasped violently, he bent over, holding the sword in one hand and holding his knee with the other, his body swaying.

The fear of wandering between life and death instantly consumed a lot of his physical strength and mind, and now every muscle seemed to tremble.

Consciousness slowly returned, and a sense of happiness arose.

Lu Yang has had a talent since he was a child, whenever there is an emergency, his body can always react before his thoughts, and it is the most appropriate response.

At this moment, Lu Yang suddenly felt that a few lines seemed to flash in the corners of his eyes, and when he looked closely, he didn't find anything.

The fox hesitated for a moment, and he shook his head.

This situation is not suitable for further study, and I will talk about it when I go back. The wail that the ghost had just let out before it died, Lu Yang was not sure if it would attract other dangers, and besides, the sky had already begun to darken, and it was important to hurry up and go back.

After taking a few deep breaths and feeling that his physical condition had improved slightly, Lu Yang didn't dare to delay any longer, identified the direction, and prepared to return.

Before leaving, he glanced at the place where the ghost had died, which was empty.

Just now that Lu Yang witnessed it with his own eyes, the corpse of the ghost quickly turned into mist and merged into the surrounding black mist.

Sighing at the wonder of this kind of thing, he hurried away.

……

On the way back, Lu Yang watched and listened to all directions, and was very careful.

The experience just now made him completely vigilant, and he no longer dared to be careless.

Lu Yang now lives in a temple on the top of a mountain, in fact, it is not very far from the place where he is in danger, and he originally only planned to go a little deeper.

However, firstly, the mountain road is rugged, the vision is poor, and it is even more difficult to walk, and secondly, the encounter just now made Lu Yang's cup bow snake shadow, and the wind and grass had to stop to confirm whether there was danger, and the speed dropped a few points.

It was not a long journey, and he did not finish it until it was almost completely dark.

In the end, Lu Yang arrived at a building ruin. This is the temple of the Twilight Brotherhood, where Yorick once belonged.

Although Yorick took great care to protect it, over the years, most of the buildings had collapsed, and few remained intact.

With the last rays of light, Lu Yang found his place to live.

It was a magnificent building, with a few thick pillars standing at the doorway, and although the surface was very corroded, they still stood firmly. The surrounding walls are made of monolithic boulders, giving off a heavy atmosphere.

The gate is made of metal, and I don't know what kind of material it is, but it is still intact to this day, and even the carved patterns on it are clearly visible.

Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to step forward to open the door.

"Whoa."

A soft sound rang in his ears.

The voice was close and without warning.

Lu Yang's scalp was numb, he took two steps back, and blurted out: "Who?" Who's there? ”

As soon as the words came out, Lu Yang regretted it, if this was some kind of necromantic monster, he would be completely exposed!

"It's me, you're out?"