Seeing Mu Yan leave childishly, Farol didn't have the idea of following at first.

But the moment she lowered the curtain, she remembered that she had been tied up with a rope not long ago, and she was indignant, and her heart of teasing suddenly rose, so she planned to follow and scare him.

Actually, I'm here for his safety.

She thinks so, and at the same time feels like a very reliable teammate.

However, before he had taken two steps, a scream suddenly came from ahead, followed by a flash of fire and explosions.

Bang!

The spark flickered, and then there was no sound, and Farol hurried over.

By the moonlight, he saw Mu Yan sitting on the ground and half of the corpse in front of him.

How can this guy encounter this kind of thing every time he goes to the toilet......

The thought flashed through her, and the female thief hurriedly picked up the young mage.

"What's wrong?"

"I, I just squatted down and a hand grabbed my ankle...... And then I just, I sent a big fireball in an instant!? Me, should I be happy......"

Mu Yan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he couldn't give up, and he clutched Fanol's arm tightly. The latter looked at this scene and didn't know what to say. He was like a poor child, the female thief pouted, mocking him for being timid and a little maternal at the same time, she dragged Mu Yan behind her, lit a torch, and carefully probed the corpse in front of her.

The corpse was blown off by the fireball, the wounds were charred, and the broken stomach was bleeding from internal organs, piling up on the ground. Under the light of the fire, the fluid of the visceral pile shone slightly, and something was wriggling inside, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be maggots surging, and a feeling of nausea arose.

But there was only this half of the corpse in front of me......

"What the hell is this?"

Just as Farrow frowned and searched for the body, the half of the body suddenly moved!

It opened its eyes suddenly, stared at its round blue eyes, and suddenly leaned forward, and for a moment, its pale face was next to Faryll.

The two of them were so close that she could feel the stench emanating from each other's swollen and rotten faces.

She recognized the man in an instant.

A few days ago, a group of people had just fought each other, this was the thief of the opposing team, and he left a scar on his face, and now the skin and flesh of this wound turned outward, and the flesh of the gap was white and swollen, obviously too dead to die.

The corpse grinned miserably, and Farol desperately tried to retreat as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Move!

Move!

Faryl desperately urged her body, but her limbs were extremely stiff, as if the smell emanating from her eyes had a paralyzing effect, and at this moment, the heat on her body was sucked away, her hands and feet were extremely cold, and the most terrible thing was that this chill was still spreading along her limbs to her heart, and she was afraid that she would be completely frozen in a few seconds.

Fear came flooding back, and Farrow had never felt death so closely, let alone as it was slowly approaching......

Damn it, move fast!

Get out of it!

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, she was dragged by someone, and her pale face began to move away from her sight. She also saw a white and bony hand narrowly grazing the tip of her nose, and finally reached out unwillingly.

Still haven't touched me.

saved......

……

Doesn't this stupid woman usually seem to be quite careful...... Mu Yan sneered while dragging Farrow away from the corpse.

The latter had been frostbitten by the paralysis and freezing aura emanating from this carrion, and could not be eliminated by sight within ten minutes. For players with a confrontational level of less than 8 in the game, once they set foot in this five-meter aura, it means at least half of the all-round slowdown, so most of the studios in the ghost village are shield warriors with full "counterattack" points and close sensitivity classes that dare to challenge themselves - ranged and unable to aim due to limited vision, losing at the starting line.

There is a good saying that it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, just as a necromancer cannot generate a corpse out of thin air. Since the first corpse at the moment is an acquaintance, it is self-evident how many enemies there will be in total. The team that I saw a few days ago should have all been reduced to the walking dead by this time, and there were at least seven difficult carrion archers inside, which was the second most difficult humanoid monster in the ghost village.

"That'...... What's that......"

The cold air invaded, and Farol trembled when she spoke, and it was not difficult to hear from the tone that she was actually frightened.

This is really difficult for her, unlike the players of the elite template, she is an aboriginal born with a constant 3 resistance, and most of them are deeply affected by the fear aura, and she will leave a psychological shadow for the rest of her life.

"It's hard to define...... But in simple terms, it is a person who has come back from the dead. ”

"'People'? Can that thing be called a human? Half of the corpse can still be moved......"

"But it is...... Don't ask, I'm tired......"

Mu Yan was so tired that he couldn't breathe after running for more than ten meters with Farol, but fortunately, at this time, Nevira rushed over, and at the same time, there was a commotion in the camp, and obviously everyone else was also woken up.

The half-elf greeted the two behind him, watching the forest warily.

"What happened?"

"Watch your step, Nevira—"

"Feet? What the? ”

As soon as Nevira looked down, she saw half of the corpse crawling rapidly from far and near, and then bounced up from the ground and held out her pale, rotting right hand.

"What the hell is this?"

The half-elf let out a piercing scream, and there was no slowness under his hands. Frightened, she suddenly shot an arrow, piercing the skull and nailing the corpse to the ground!

Catching a glimpse of this scene, Mu Yan was suddenly stunned.

The carrion corpses near the ghost village are no more than other places, regardless of the source of the corpses, they are all level 35-45 monsters, and the skull is still the strongest material, which is known as the most famous specialty of the ghost village and the only trophy...... At the moment, although the monster will be weakened by about 10 levels because the era of the dead has not yet arrived, this arrow can shoot through the skull, which is really terrifying.

It seems that the story of General Fei Li Guang is true......

Running back to the camp, Mu Yan threw down Faryl as if he was physically exhausted, like carrying a bundle of firewood. But it was Rorschach who quickly took the female thief in his arms.

The swear words that the latter had prepared for Mu Yan had already come to his mouth, but he immediately swallowed it back when it touched Rorschach's broad chest.

Forget it, he saved me.

"What happened?" The head of the regiment asked.

Nevira quickly explained the past, and when she heard that it was Mu Yan who went to the toilet again, everyone's eyes became strange.

"Brother Mu Yan, don't go to the toilet in the future......"

"Huh? This ......"

"Hahaha, just kidding, it's also a coincidence, you catch up with this kind of thing every time, don't be scared of it."

"Don't giggle, there's definitely more than one enemy."

Farol was driven away by Erin's frostbite and paralysis, and as soon as she regained her mobility, she kicked Reg in the ass, interrupting the latter's joke.

"I remember that face, the one we fought with a few days ago. That guy's skills are definitely one of the best in their team, and since he's all turned into monsters, what about the others? ”

Everyone's hearts sank suddenly.

"That's right, and probably stronger." Mu Yan added: "The teacher said that after the corpse was manipulated, its ability was basically the same as before it was alive, and the guy just now was more than half stronger than before he was alive...... Since it was the first to arrive, the others should still be behind. Even those few shooters were ......"

Undead archers have always been a difficult existence second only to mages, they have no heartbeat or breathing, and they are simply cold killing machines. It can't be tracked, it can't be detected in advance, only the arrow and the hum of the bowstring in front of you are the only hint, but it is as unreasonable as death ringing your doorbell......

"We need to get out of here."

Rorschach unsheathed the sword behind his back.

"Give you two minutes to pack your things and follow the main road back to town, and remember not to go into the forest."