At this second, looking at the black and listless dog in front of him, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly: What is this? An evolved version of the Husky?

"Stinky boy, don't be fooled by this guy's appearance, let's talk to you like this! This summoned beast is a level 30 Hell Demon Dog, with an attack power of up to 330, and being bitten is no joke..."

But even if Guderian said this, Ye Chen still felt that the dog in front of him who was even yawning had no offensive power, and if he took it out and sold it, it might be okay...

"Hellhound? Old monster, are you sure you didn't make a mistake with any potions when you made the summoning scroll? Have you ever seen a Hellhound that looks like a husky? ”

However, at this moment, Ye Chen, who was probably complaining, didn't notice it, but Hitanas, who was silently looking at the so-called Hell Demon Dog on the side, frowned slightly: The mammoth is actually afraid of it?

"Isn't this to hide people's eyes!" Scratching his hair with his hand, seeing that the existence of the mammoth was almost time-barred, Guderian hurriedly urged: "Stinky boy, don't give the old man nonsense!" ”

"You're trying to order this guy to attack the mammoth now, don't you know how powerful it is? But be warned, this guy's attack might be a bit disgusting..."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen, who had just sent out the hell demon dog to bite the mammoth, couldn't help but be stunned, as if he didn't react to what the old monster was saying: disgusting? Could it be that he licks the enemy with his tongue?

But in the next second, when he looked at the slowly splitting cheeks, he only felt that Ye Chen, who was tumbling in his stomach, could be regarded as understanding: this guy is similar to the mutant zombie dog in Resident Evil...

In this way, watching the mammoth that was still trying to resist be instantly torn into a puddle of flesh by the mouth full of fangs of this hell demon dog, Ye Chen, who only felt faintly afraid, sighed secretly in his heart: If Lao Tzu is bitten like this, I'm afraid he will burp directly, right?

"See? How can you salted fish understand the summoned beast made by the old man, this is where the summoning technique lies, if it is summoned in the battle of the living dead the day after tomorrow, how many people will be confused by this guy? ”

Between the words, Ye Chen, who watched the hell demon dog and even did not forget to swallow the mammoth residue on the ground into his stomach and secretly wiped the cold sweat of his palms clean, said disdainfully: "If it weren't for the magic wand of Lucanas's predecessors, you old monster could have made it?" ”

"Anyway, since this guy is so powerful, why don't you old monster take advantage of the time to make a few more summoning scrolls like this? In this way, isn't the battle of the living dead a easy one? ”

After all, the lethality of this hell demon dog is far beyond Ye Chen's initial imagination, if eight or nine such monsters are summoned in the battle of the living dead, it will not be a piece of cake to solve Monet's dog thing?

"Are you really an old man who specializes in making magic scrolls?" Slowly approaching the side of the Hellhound and watching the guy return to his normal appearance, Guderian then explained, "There is a price to pay for making this summoning scroll..."

"The old man won't hide it from you, making such a level 30 Hell Demon Dog summoning scroll requires five hundred gold coins and various materials, like some hell sand and stones... All in all, it's not just a matter of getting it..."

Bending down and stroking the fur of the hellhound with his hand under the gaze of everyone, Guderian's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent: "But even so, the old man is not without a way to deal with them..."

In the flash of light, I don't know where he took out a scroll that emitted a brilliant golden light, threw it directly to Ye Chen behind him, and muttered: "Stinky boy, the old man has made a lot of money this time!" ”

"This is the summoning scroll I once made, which can summon level forty undead skeletons, with an attack power of about six hundred, and it is easy to deal with Monet and them..."

"However, according to the rules of the Battle of the Living Dead, in principle, players above level 30 or summoned beasts are not allowed to appear in the arena, so this undead skeleton... You've got to find a way to summon it, you know? ”

Hearing this, his eyes looked at the summoning scroll that still had residual warmth in his hand, and Ye Chen, who was puzzled, couldn't help but make a difficulty: "Old monster, since you said that you are not allowed to appear summoned beasts above level 30, how can I play with this?" ”

"There's no way I'm going to get a smoke bomb and summon this undead skeleton when no one else is looking, right? Besides, this guy's aura is so powerful, how can it not be discovered? ”

I have to say that in fact, Ye Chen's worries are not unreasonable, after all, although there is only a ten level difference between the forty and thirty levels, the two are completely different existences: this is similar to the game Krypton...

No matter how perfect your operation is, if there is a player on the opposite side who relies on his own attributes and perverted attack power, you will inevitably be pressed to the ground and rubbed: how can this level forty monster not see the difference?

Seeing this situation, Guderian, who could naturally understand Ye Chen's concerns, first raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was not worried about this loophole at all, and then explained: "Maybe you don't know yet, right? ”

"Lukaid is a rare innate flame physique, and according to the old witch, he should also have an ability that can temporarily isolate the outside world, so you should understand, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen, whose brows gradually relaxed, reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time said with a lewd face: "Anyway, when the time comes, let Huo Lingyi open the enchantment, and then I will summon the undead skeletons, right?" ”

"But I have a question, how long is the existence of this undead skeleton and hellhound, if it is only a few tens of seconds, then play with a hammer?"

After all, the current Ye Chen is also a newcomer, and for the time being, he doesn't know anything about the abilities of the rest of the summoners in this world, so it is inevitable that there will be such doubts: Could it be that their summoned beasts are all more than ten minutes old?

"You can rest assured that the summoned beast made by the old man through the staff of Mass is comparable to that of ordinary summoned beasts? In fact, normally speaking, they only last about three minutes..."

"But because the old man added the essence, it can last about five minutes of summoning time, but you have to remember that the undead skeleton must be used for a short time, understand?"

In the next second, he pointed to an imperceptible spell on the scroll in Ye Chen's hand, and then Guderian smiled and said, "The old man has applied a self-detonation brand to it, you should be able to think of the effect, right?" ”

Suddenly, looking at the extremely obscene smile on the corner of this guy's mouth, Ye Chen, who understood it, had no choice but to sigh secretly: Monet, don't blame me for being ruthless...