As the words fell, Gloledon grabbed the crossbow in his hand and stepped back towards the group behind him. In this reconnaissance work, he didn't use the dagger as an emergency self-defense weapon as usual, because monsters in the virtual form are usually immune to tabula rasa weapons below the +1 enchantment level, and Urs didn't enchant his dagger the day before yesterday, but bought him a set of +1 arrows for this adventure.

The lightly enchanted arrows were crafted to fit the length of a crossbow fire, one of which was mounted on the chamber of the Acid Fang, and the rest were in a quiver and hung from a belt around the old thief's waist.

He knew he had to find an opportunity to put the enchanted arrow to good use.

As soon as he received the signal from the scout, Urs immediately stepped forward with the greatsword in his hand to exchange positions with him, Koto and Stonefist temporarily remained on the flanks on both sides of the team, and according to the situation, Urs's frontal attack later, and Thea and Raven Bird stood in the back row ready for the support of magic and spells.

The light of the glowing stone swayed as Groleiden's footsteps swayed slightly, like a candle flame blown by the wind, and the flickering light soon exposed two gray fogs in the corridor in front of everyone......

No, it wasn't a fog, it was two shadows.

The silhouette of the humanoid, one large and one small, the lower body without toes hovers at the height of a matchbox about a few meters above the ground, the one on the left has a translucent adult human male appearance, and the other on the right is much smaller than the other, looking like a male dwarf - after all, the gnome has a rounder face than a halfling, and the two small races can be easily distinguished by a little experience.

Spectre is somewhat of a mutation and evolution of a common ghost, usually lurking in dark tombs or dungeon labyrinths waiting for a living prey to appear. This illusory undead monster is difficult to spot in dark areas, but it stands out in the light.

The monster that had appeared in front of the group had appeared, and the monster had spotted them, and like a mad wolf who had been hungry for several days, saw a hare, it flew towards the young man closest to them at this moment, twisting its mouth wide and screaming a terrible howl.

Urs has experience dealing with ghosts. Fear and panic are worse for you than attribute draining in the face of such monsters, and the right thing you should do is to swing the precious weapon in your hand and fight back directly, so that the virtual undead will feel as if they are crashing into your sword blade on their own.

As long as your weapon also has at least +1 enchantment, as Spectre and normal Spectre share some common traits, being immune to mundane attacks and afraid of extraordinary magic.

So Urs did not retreat, but advanced, facing the two phantoms in front of him and swept out a fan-shaped slash, the black blade with the power to tear souls scattered parts of the bodies of the two virtual monsters at once, and the holy white light then descended on the phantom with the appearance of a human male on the left, causing the aggressive scream in his mouth to turn into a terrible scream in the blink of an eye.

Thea's right forearm was tied with a medium-sized steel shield called the Demon Drinker, the chain mail vest under the white robe was pinned to the waist of the light mace that Urs had suggested she to carry with her, and in her left hand she was holding a bracelet of the sun and the balance pattern.

The divine positive energy released by her hand was like a flare of the sun to the undead creatures with negative energy physique.

The ghostly figure, which only had the appearance of an adult humanoid male, was immediately hit by a second diagonal slash from Urs's wrist twist, and the scattered mist body and the screams in his mouth evaporated under the light of the magic and the blade of the greatsword, and a handful of soul powder fell on the rocky floor of the cavern tunnel.

The prompts of the system follow in the mind -

You killed Hank's Revenant]

[EXP +400 (Kill Bonus)]

It seems that the ghost's name was Hank.

The young man thought to himself—and immediately looked away, seeing that the remaining phantom-looking shadow had luckily dodged the second blow he had just swung because of its small size.

It's just a pity that its good fortune didn't last long. Stone Fist somehow went around to its side from the side, and the green-skinned big fist hit its head with a special power called "qi", and it suddenly "hurt" so much that it hurriedly dodged and floated away, and then heard a whoosh in the air.

Grohledon took aim and pulled the trigger of the sour tooth crossbow. The enchanted bolt pierced its body cleanly, breaking it off in mid-air.

You slain the soul of Melhoth.

[EXP +400 (Kill Bonus)]

This one's name was Meljos.

Were they members of the Thorn Adventure Troupe, those fellow adventurers of Gloridon eight years ago?

Confirming the two kill prompts in his mind, Urs maintained a certain degree of vigilance and switched the greatsword in his hand to a right-handed single-wielding state, propped up on the ground at his feet, and his brown eyes turned his head to glance back at the back row of the group, knowing that any humanoid creature who died due to the strength attribute being absorbed into 0 by the Phantom would transform into another Phantom shortly after death. Castano's Shadow Dragon is not an undead monster per se, but it also has the ability to enslave Shadow Minions.

Young people can't help but worry a little about the possibility of affecting the mentality and performance of old thieves.

At the same time, Stone Fist moved his fingers as he stood where he had just sneaked up on the dwarf phantom. The "Fighting Spirit" trait that the Monk obtains from official class level 4 allows him to transfer the energy in his body to his fists, thus turning his fists into special magic weapons in the form of unarmed hands when needed, and the level of enchantment from this supernatural ability will gradually increase as the Monk's level increases.

Koto's bulky steps failed to catch up with the battle just now, and suddenly stopped beside Urs, and his bearded chin accompanied his helmeted head and tilted back in frustration: "Oh, you guys are moving so fast, the warriors of the clan haven't even had time to hit the hammer in the faces of those two monsters!" ”

Of course, complaining is complaining, and the dwarven warrior does not feel a real loss in his heart, he just wants to show his companions the courage and strength of the warrior with his fighting skills, as well as his unwavering belief in fighting evil.

However, the crow did not intervene in the battle just now. The black-robed Miss Drow Poet held one of her twin knives in her right hand, the five fingers of her left hand freed up as a guarantee for spell casting, and the dark purple pupils under the hood noticed a subtle change in the expression on the old thief's face a few seconds ago.

"You were obviously stunned, weren't you?" Immediately, a hoarse voice came out of her throat, and with a half-curiosity and half-playfulness, she pointed out to Gloleiden the detail that she had noticed, "Could it be that these pathetic ghosts are part of your heart?" ”