One winter, he was the first to climb out of the grave and rushed to the bones of the fanatic, and struck hard with his iron sword-

42！

The Fanatic Skeleton was clearly weakened, its defense plummeted, and its damage was much higher one winter. Just almost wiped out the group, the rest of the teammates were even more desperate, several mages poured firepower, and the bright moon was like frost that drained the mana, and they had already rushed up with daggers.

Wu Yi's damage was even more terrifying, and each blow could take away one or two hundred blood from the fanatical bones.

The blood volume of the fanatical bones is getting less and less, and the movements are much sluggish, and the giant sword smashed on the shield of a certain winter, only dealing more than fifty damage, such damage, for a certain winter with a defense value close to two hundred points, there is no pressure at all.

"Click-"

A rib snapped open and smashed to the ground, and the skeleton of the fanatical skeleton was full of cracks, 6% ...... 5%…… 4%……

The blood of the fanatical skeleton was depleted, and the giant sword slammed into the ground, and the tall skeleton fell to its knees and collapsed, and the flames in the eye hole were suddenly extinguished.

From the wreckage of the feverish skeleton rose a phantom figure, a tall warrior in armor and armed with a greatsword, in which the warrior saluted with a relieved expression, and then dissipated without a trace.

"Ding!" "Ding" ......

The upgrade prompts sounded one after another, and the remaining few people were all promoted by one level, and Wu Yi was promoted to level 12, once again topping the rank list of Farrell City.

"Haha! It worked! "The cottage Gandalf was very excited, just now he jumped off the grave, only to escape, at this moment, the cottage Gandalf ran to the remains of the feverish bones, to see what happened to the boss.

"Wait!" One winter, he stood in front of the cottage Gandalf, "waiting for them to come back to life." "One winter, he pointed to the players who hung up.

"Let's see what's important." Gandalf muttered, but he stopped and sat on the floor, not knowing who he was talking to on his private channel.

After about twenty minutes, the resurrected teammates arrived one after another, and brought the news that the ferryman Serim was gone, and his small boat was leaning on the shore over there, and I don't know where the others had gone.

Fortunately, the boat was still there, and everyone no longer cared about Sarim's whereabouts, and each went to pick up the equipment that had just exploded. At this time, the bright moon was like frost before walking towards the remains of the feverish bones.

"Two pieces of equipment are out, and there is one ......," Mingyue Rushuang frowned slightly, "and a piece of waste paper." ”

Neither piece of equipment could be tied to anything, nor would the Rogue Hunter need it, one plate armor leggings, and the other a two-handed greatsword. The auction in the team, the result was monopolized by a certain winter, this goods is a landlord, a silver coin (1 silver coin = 100 copper coins), Zhente Niang's money.

There were seventeen people in the team, and each person was given 12 copper coins, and a fraction of them were exempted and could not be broken.

"Hey, hey!" One winter, I put on a new leg guard and knocked it twice with my fist, apparently extremely satisfied. "Just 200 defense points, it's strong again."

"What's the situation with that piece of waste paper?" Wu Yi turned his head to Mingyue Rushuang and asked.

"Well, see for yourself." Mingyue Rushuang traded his so-called waste paper, and Wu Yi took a look at it, and was stunned for a moment.

It's no wonder that the bright moon is like frost, and it's called waste paper, which looks like a scrap page that fell from a certain diary, and the content seems a little abrupt.

"My life is coming to an end......" was written at the beginning and said that it was going to hang up, but unfortunately the handwriting in the middle was no longer legible, Wu Yi could only jump over and look directly at the back, "...... The guardianship will be inherited by my son, who has been lost in the Battle of the Holy City...... The oath is not to be blasphemed, please seal my soul in my bones, and the Kant family will protect the bloodline of the Holy King for generations! May Princess Andrea recover soon......"

Although the text above was intermittent, Wu Yi still got some information. First, the Zealot Skeleton was supposed to be a guardian knight before his death, and in order to abide by the oath of protecting the bloodline of the Holy King for generations, let the Great Witch seal his soul in the bones, but I don't know what happened, and the Fanatic Skeleton degenerated into an undead creature.

Second, the fanatical skeleton guardian is likely to be the same person as Andrea the ferryman Serim said. Then it is very likely that the qiē in this sad crypt is related to this dead princess Andrea.

"Let's go!" The bright moon greeted Wu Yi like frost.

Along the way, he passed several troglodyte villages, which were also slaughtered, and all the troglodytes were beheaded. There is a cemetery near each village, and ninety percent of the graves have been dug up, leaving them empty.

Killed a dozen wandering ancient dead, and the lord boss like the Fever Skeleton was never seen again.

The underground passage was still spacious, but there was a sense of coldness, and this feeling became clearer as everyone went deeper. Slowly, the team stopped talking, and everyone nervously held their weapons, staring at the front of the passage.

The air was filled with a fishy smell, and crude murals began to appear on the rock walls on both sides, dark brown, like condensed blood.

The content of the murals is basically related to sacrifices, and the most common images are the heads of the sacrifices, which are then placed on the altar, waiting for the heavenly fire to consume the sacrifices.

Soon, the scene on the fresco appeared before everyone's eyes, and a huge altar was built at the end of the passage. Countless heads were stacked on the altar, pooling into streams of blood that slowly flowed down the altar.

"Stop!" Wu Yi shouted, and everyone stopped, only to find that under the altar, there were hundreds of ancient dead people standing.

These ancient deceased were all dressed in tattered armor, and the style of the armor was uniform, and it was obvious that these deceased who gathered together were colleagues during their lifetimes. The ancient dead lowered their heads and did not turn their heads to attack the team, all kinds of weapons were scattered on the ground, and these ancient dead were all empty-handed.

"What's the situation?" One winter whispered, but no one could answer the question. In front of them, these ancient deceased seem to be performing a sacred ceremony, a sacred and solemn ritual that belongs to the deceased.

On the altar stood a burly figure, in black armor, wearing a noble rappier, and his blood-stained hair was draped over his shoulders.

Emenech (Half-Undead): Level 25 lord with 110,000/110,000 HP

This is what Serim said, Emenech, who killed Princess Andrea, the final boss of the Crypt of Sorrow. Kill him, even if the Crypt of Sorrow is opened, the quest for the Bright Moon Like Frost will be completed.

"Such a thick amount of blood!" Wu Yi muttered, his eyes couldn't stop glancing around, and he said in his heart, what Andrea's shrine is, where is it?