Tonight's moonlight has an eerie flush that couldn't be better in the eyes of the evil voodoo manilock.

"Master." A burly black man stood respectfully outside the door, "The sentry and the trap have been rearranged and are done as you commanded." ”

"Very well, stand down." Viklor lay down on the couch, "Let them come, I will meet them in a pool of blood." ”

"Boom!" A violent explosion was heard outside the window, and dust fell from the dilapidated roof.

"So careless~" Viklor thought, "This is just the first trap." And then there's my summons, don't be able to hold on. ”

The violent explosion was followed by a long silence, and the hundreds of Voodoo members stationed on the periphery did not enter the battle or call for reinforcements, as if the enemy had disappeared.

"Is this a gangster who came to test him and left?" Viklor was bored.

"Then again, this extreme breakthrough mission is just to survive in this world for more than 15 days, and collect a ton of alien debris by the way. It's too simple, isn't it? Viklore took a sip of red wine, "Although there are very powerful heroes and alien powers in this world, they will not be difficult for me for no reason. As long as I don't take the initiative to fight them, it shouldn't be difficult to complete the mission. ”

It's not as difficult as the intelligence says!

Just thinking this, suddenly Viklor sensed a huge sense of threat!

His perception is not high, and he used to rely on traps and summons to set up perimeter defenses, or take the initiative to cause chaos to the enemy first.

This time he was in the midst of a lot of security and traps, and there was no reason to suddenly feel dangerous!

Just as he turned to look around, a sharp spear stabbed at him.

"Flutter!" The spear pierced the skull, splattering a black, foul streak of blood.

Viklor's stitching monster suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the fatal blow for him.

"What's going on!" Viklor looked around in amazement, there was no trace of the enemy here. The direction of the spear's trajectory was an intact wall, and there was no possibility of a sneak attack at all.

"Skeletons! Protect your masters! Viklor hurriedly summoned out four skeletons to surround him. At the moment when the skeleton soldier arrived, a flash of sword light directly slashed a skeleton sword and shield soldier.

The blade is less than 5 cm from Viklor!

Damn it! It's an invisible enemy! Assassin-type?

"Bondage! Dark Swamp Hell! Viklor had no information about the enemy at all, so he hurriedly took out a voodoo doll and crushed it.

A spell of a dark swamp is solidified in this voodoo doll that can project a bottomless swamp around the caster, performing movement control and poison attacks on enemies.

The room where Viklore lived at this time was once a slaughterhouse storeroom, and was 500 square meters in size. A large swamp immediately filled the huge room, and a black poisonous mist rose.

"You have nowhere to run!" Viklor exclaimed, "This swamp is equivalent to my realm, and every piece of corrosive earth is an extension of my senses!" ”

A pair of footprints appeared on the wall not far away, and the poisonous mist vaguely outlined a strong and vigorous figure.

"Found you! Eat my spell!! A cloud of black mist condensed into the shape of a skeleton and rushed straight towards it.

Suddenly, the figure's arrow rose up like a cannon, followed by a dazzling light.

"I'll go!" Viklor hurriedly dodged, a powerful beam of light illuminating the room as if it were day.

The black mist vanished the moment it encountered this bright light, and even the stitching monster that was resisting head-on was shattered by half of its body and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Stalker! Is it a character from this world? Viklor dodged the attack, and the battle log allowed him to know the identity of the enemy. He didn't bother to spare his hand, and immediately crushed another voodoo doll.

The pursuers seemed to be completely unconfined to the muddy swamp, and rushed straight at them like cannonballs. In an instant, he had already reached Viklor, raising his blade and slashing.

"Serpent Guard!" Viklor shouted, "Childish! How dare you fight me on this swamp. Bound him, voodoo cage! ”

A cloud of black mist condensed into the tentacles of a dozen entities, trapping the pursuers at once, and then six cobra-like totems emerged from the swamp, spitting lightning, flames, and venom towards the trapped pursuers.

Different attacks hit the pursuers, and immediately scorched black smoke rose. The venom with a powerful corrosive effect bubbled up the stalker's armor, sending up a cloud of green smoke.

"Strange creatures! Hahaha! When I kill you, I'll make your corpse into a fun puppet! ”

As soon as Viklor's words fell, a flash of fire suddenly exploded from the pursuer's body.

The heavy armor wrapped around his burly body exploded into pieces, dispersing both venom and flames. The maggot-like tentacles that had been attached to the bones also fell off with the explosive armor.

The sturdy body under the armor contracted slightly, and immediately burst out with incredible speed, and a spear pierced Viklor's stomach.

"Ahh Viklore spat out a mouthful of blood, and saw a human-like monster with huge trapezoidal mouthparts stabbing itself through with a spear.

The two skeletal sword shieldmen slashed at the same time, the blades slicing through the pursuer's skin, digging deep into the muscles.

Behind Viklore stood a skeleton mage, chanting rapidly, firing a shadow arrow that struck the pursuer in the lower abdomen.

"Whew!" The creature howled in pain, but it refused to relent, and spun its spear and stabbed it a few inches.

Just then, a thick chain swooped down, tied the pursuer's arm, and pulled him backwards.

The stitch monster that had been knocked off half of it was not even dead, and struggled to shake off the chains, and also shot through the stalker's arm, getting stuck deep in the bone.

Viklor took the opportunity to draw his spear and leap backwards, crushing the third voodoo doll in mid-air.

"Sacrifice! My servants! ”

The Skeleton Blade Shieldman immediately turned into a pile of ashes, leaving two purple balls of energy flying into Viklor's chest. He had a large hole in his stomach that could be seen from the front. However, after absorbing the energy ball, the wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed.

"What are you......" Viklor spat out a mouthful of blood.

Not only did the Stalker inflict heavy damage on himself, but he also consumed his three skeleton blades and shieldmen, severely wounding the Stitching Monster. Seeing the Stitching Monster's chains drag him to his side, the sturdy creature stomped on it like no one else, even though it had been slashed twice, pierced through the arm, and eaten a Shadow Arrow.

The stitch monster's head that threw itself on the ground was trampled to pieces on the spot.

"You...... Very strong...... Mankind. The stalker opened his trapezoidal mouthparts and said word by word.

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Viklore leaps backwards. A staff appeared in his hand, and it was inlaid with the heads of humans, apes, and jackals. The owners of these heads seemed to have suffered great torture before and after death, their eyes wide open to reveal their white eyeballs, and as soon as their stiff and contracted lips opened and closed, something like a poisonous insect flew out of their mouths.

"It's been a while since I've taken out my mage form. You're one of the few who can take out my summons. As Viklor spoke, a dark green mist flew out of the staff, wrapping around the pursuer's body.

This fog, which lies somewhere between the material and the unreal, does not bind the pursuers. But the strong alien visitors also felt that their vitality was passing rapidly, and their hands and feet were a little sluggish.

"Not good!" The pursuer immediately realized that the dark green mist was draining his life essence, and he immediately slammed his feet, his body ejected like cannonballs, and he already held two scimitars between his hands.

"It's useless! In front of my life drain, you will lose life every minute and every second, and your speed will be reduced by more than 20%! Viklor began to circle around the wide factory, not engaging in melee combat with the pursuers, "and your life ...... It will be food for my Lord Viklor! Grit grin! ”

The Stalker wasn't slow, but it wasn't that fast. After being slowed by Life Drain, the Stalker is unable to keep up with Wicklore's movement speed. This cunning voodoo sorcerer has an excellent command of distance, running and jumping around the slowed pursuers.

"Roar! ~" The stalker roared, it was only a matter of time before he was consumed to death like this.

"This stupid big ......" Viklor was thinking about how to get rid of the pursuers, when he suddenly saw him take out two small round discs from his waist and throw them over.

"Stop!" Viklor immediately thought it was a bomb or something, and hurriedly summoned the last skeleton mage to rush forward, using bones to resist the explosion.

Unexpectedly, the two small discs suddenly stretched out a circle of extremely sharp blades as they flew, and with lightning slicing through the skeleton mage, they swooped straight at Viklor.

“What！” Viklor couldn't dodge, and the two spinning blades pierced the magical shield on the surface of his body in a single stroke. Viklor's waist and thighs were nearly severed, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Life drain was immediately interrupted, and the uncontrollable pursuer leaped to his feet. He was still a little unsteady on his feet, but he still swiped lightly on the box on his waist, and a long black and shiny whip appeared in his hand, with rows of sharp blades on it.

"Wow!" The whip was thrown in the air with a sonic explosion, like Viklor, who had just risen from the ground. Before the voodoo sorcerer could react, the whip struck him in the body, shattering the shield.

Viklor felt his health plummet like an avalanche, and he thought he would never be able to survive the second hit.

"I didn't think I'd use it here." Viklor gritted his teeth and roared, "It's really worth the difficulty of the challenge mission." Come on! Chop Pieces! Dance of the Dead! ”

Viklor's body was tattooed with strange red streaks, and suddenly he writhed like a living thing.

The pursuer whipped again, colliding with a red phantom in the air, exploding in a long-range explosion.

More than a dozen souls emerged from Viklor's body. They couldn't see their faces clearly, and they hovered in the air with their mouths wide open and wailing.

"Each of these souls is the soul of the strong I have killed. I tattooed them on my body and robbed them of their power. Viklor wiped the blood from his mouth, "You won't have enough light cannons this time, hunter of the distant universe!" Become the most powerful undead of them all! ”

More than a dozen souls swooped down from all directions with terrible screams.

As soon as the pursuer Ling, the light cannon on his shoulder spun rapidly, shooting towards the surging undead. Each glowing cannon bursts with dazzling white light, knocking the undead into smoke.

But after firing less than 3 glowing cannons, an ethereal spirit swooped over the pursuer's shoulder, tearing his cannon to shreds. The pursuer, who was left with only a long whip, desperately waved the last weapon in his hand, and was quickly thrown to the ground.

"Roar!" The ethereal claws are capable of inflicting extremely objective attacks on the pursuer, and the dense attack is like a meat grinder that tore through its strong, burly body.

"It's still a big move." Viklor bandaged his wounds with palpitations. If it hadn't kept this hole card, it would probably have died in the hands of this quest boss.

"Kill you, and I'll be halfway through my mission." Viklor bared a mouthful of white teeth, "This would be a powerful undead." ”

The pursuer was crushed to the ground by a dozen undead, already a blur of flesh and blood, and its green blood was all over the ground. In the last moments of its life, it stretched out its shattered right hand with all its might, and clicked a few times on the tactical computer on its left wrist, revealing a string of illegible alien characters.

"You have been given the equipment Domination Helmet (Head). Grade: Purple. Attributes: Perception +7, Intelligence +7.

Origin: Centaur β Information 501st Frontline Arsenal.

Plugin: None.

Slot: 3, currently using 0/3.

Special Effect 1: Detects cloak, increases your ability to detect invisible units by 33%.

Special Effect 2: Disrupts your enemies by misjudging your position and increases dodge chance by an additional 25% for 30 seconds.

Special Effect 3: Upgrade, this equipment is a growable equipment, you can find accessories that match it in the dimensional world to upgrade.

Description: This sophisticated assembly line equipment can effectively improve your scouting and survivability as a scout, just as it did for the previous 5 owners.

Additional notes: This classic piece of equipment has a lot of upgrade potential.

Additional note 2: If you can level it up alive. ”

"Hahaha!" Satisfied, Viklor took out the purple equipment he had just gotten and looked at it.

The red alien text on the wrist of the fallen stalker pulsed rapidly. Although Viklore couldn't see the text on the Stalker's tactical computer blocked by the undead, his perception suddenly began to warn wildly.

"What's the situation!?" The undead scurrying here and there accidentally revealed a gap, causing Viklor's heart to stop beating for three seconds.

The mighty voodoo sorcerer ran away with his booty in his hand, and the mass of undead dropped their food from their claws and roared out of the window.

Rumble!

A furious cloud of white light flooded the Voodoo camp, flattening the entire neighborhood.