Discarding the weak **, I chose the bare bones; Giving up my yearning for the light, I chose the fallen eternal life, and this is me, an immortal skeleton captain.

At the call of the great Reaper of Death, I have awakened from nothingness, long forgotten the passage of time, and now I do not need to care about the vicissitudes of time.

I pushed the helmet in front of my forehead, I really want to thank the great Reaper of Death, I was a brave warrior in front of me, always at the forefront of the battlefield with a battle robe, and now he gave me a tough skeleton armor, which is made from the best iron ore and the hardest bones in the mines, which ordinary skeleton soldiers and skeleton shooters can't enjoy.

Ever since we took over this pit under the leadership of the Great Reaper of Death, and subdued the filthy rats and disgusting worms, we obediently served us; After turning those intruders into one of us, life is really boring now.

Due to the rule that the undead are limited to the reason that the same kind cannot kill each other, it is unpleasant to look at those zombies who are complacent just because they still have the stinking carrion, they are not qualified undead creatures at all, they have no mind, no brains, only pure desire to kill and blood, and they don't know the meaning of battle at all.

But if it's a high-level necromancer or a dark knight, then it's a different matter, the dark knight has always been my idol, but unfortunately I'll never be one of them now, and I'm very content to be in my current position.

Due to the fear of light, we low-level undead creatures are not yet able to walk in the outside world unscrupulously, but I often can't hold myself back, every time in the dead of night, quietly sneak out of the mine, look at the vast starry sky, the bright moonlight sprinkled on my body, as if attached to me a layer of silver helmet, feel the cool breeze brings freshness, compared to the forever lonely and boring mine, the outside world is really wonderful.

Sometimes I run into monsters that survive near Zài, and for me, I can easily solve them in my life, and after I die, I think fighting them is a fun game.

Seeing the blood spilled from their bodies stain the dirt red, and the howls of pain echoed through the night sky, I became more and more excited to fight, but every time the morning star hung high in the sky, I had to hurry back to my post and continue my boring work.

It seems to have been a little rough lately, and the irritating sound of mining has come from the pit that has been silent for a long time, and there are diggers here, and the incompetent ground worms and rats don't know what to do, and if they disturb the rest of the Death Reaper, I think they will die a terrible death.

Forget it, anyway, there's nothing to do now, I'll just go out and have a look, I haven't been alive for a long time, and my bones will rust.

Picking up the double-edged bone sword that was placed aside, I stepped on a small insect crawling in front of me, I waved my hand and called 6 skeleton soldiers, although I was alone to solve the problem, but as a status second only to the Reaper of Death, I still have to have the necessary pomp.

As soon as I walked a few steps, I heard a commotion in the room at the front exit, I don't know when the two skeleton shooters standing guard at the door have disappeared, and they dare to leave their posts without permission, it seems that I have to teach them a good lesson, is it necessary to throw them into the death solution and feel the smell of rebirth.

I tilted my head, and the two skeletons rushed over, and I just had to wait here for them to tell me something.

A few minutes have passed, and the skeleton soldiers of the past have not returned, I am a little irritable, what are they doing, they have made me wait for so long, could it be that someone has broken in, impossible, the most here are those lowly rats and bugs, they will not come to us if they are not destroyed.

I raised my arm and pointed to the room where I was pointing, and the four skeletons behind me ran "click, click".

Another few minutes passed, and damn it, you all seemed to want to experience the taste of bone melting, and I straightened my armor, rested my double-edged bone sword on my collarbone, and rushed over in stride.

If I still have a beating heart, then I must have a heartbeat now, but unfortunately I don't; If I still have blood, then I must be boiling blood now, but unfortunately I don't have any; The only way I could express my passion was to let go of the double-edged bone sword and rub the hilt back and forth with my bony hands.

What I saw, I saw a human warrior wearing scarlet leather armor and shuttling back and forth among the skeletons with a dagger in his hand, and the skeletons scattered on the ground told me why the skeleton soldiers never returned. The red glow in my eyes is great, no one in the world of the undead tells me that I am not allowed to bully more and less, looking at the warrior's nimble movements and sharp eyes, I know that he is not easy to deal with, so I should go now.

While he was busy parrying the other three skeletons, I rushed forward and swung my double-edged bone sword at his waist, perhaps because he was lucky, or maybe he had noticed me, and he would rather be slashed by two ordinary bone swords than use the shield in his hand to block my blow.

"Whew" I had no vocal cords in my throat rubbing a faint sound, the raised bone sword unceremoniously slashed at his head without any cover, I longed for the sound of the bone sword smashing the head, longing to see the scene of red blood mixed with white brains flying everywhere, I want to turn you into one of us, I believe you will be a good skeleton warrior.

The "bang" bone sword slashed heavily on the ore, and this cunning guy actually used his shoulder to knock away the skeleton soldiers in front of him and fled to the side.

Why, he ran to the crucible with the death solution, and I want to warn these clumsy fellows not to touch that thing, it's something that even me, not even the great Reaper of Death, cares about, and it can call us out of nothingness, and it can send us to nothingness again.

I rushed up, leaning in front of the pile, wielding the double-edged bone sword in my hand, but the cunning creature clearly didn't want to fight me head-on, dodging my attacks while chasing the skeletons.

My sword still slashed through his body, and a splash of blood moistened my bone sword, and the pale bones flushed with the occasion. But he managed to cut down another of my men. Now it's three against one, and I believe that the victory is still mine, and there is no need to alarm our Reaper.

With my convictions, I vigorously slashed the bone sword at the human in front of me again and again, but he avoided the important parts, and the damage didn't seem to be great, but what made me angry was that another skeleton soldier fell, and the other didn't seem to last long, is he so strong, if so many skeleton soldiers deal with me, can I deal with it.

When I was thinking about this problem, an inadvertent stabbed me in the body, and the sharp blade easily cut through the armor I was proud of, cutting my bones, and the tightly connected bones broke, so that I suddenly had a feeling of pain, which I hadn't felt like this for a long time.

I slammed my sword on him, and he stumbled and took a few steps back.

No! He actually hit the skeleton, "pop, bang" The crunchy skeleton did not withstand his impact, and scattered with a bang, and the crucible filled with death solution also fell to the ground, the black liquid floated in the air, sprinkled on the skeleton soldier next to it, its empty eyes flashed a trace of fear that I only knew, the bones were slowly melting, and the warrior also took the opportunity to turn over and give it a few blows, helping it to relieve infinite pain.

As if sensing the threat of the solution of death, he stained the dagger in his hand with the solution and pressed it towards me.

Great Reaper of Death, it's not that I want to disturb your peace, but this lowly creature has wantonly invaded our territory and trampled on our dignity, and I have to call for your coming, and use your reaping sickle to wear out his soul and let him fall into the dark abyss, from which he will never be able to extricate himself.

While using the unique contact methods of undead creatures, I eagerly called out to the ruler of the mine, the Death Reaper, while panicked with the bone sword in my hand to resist the dagger of the human warrior, and every contact would make the death solution corrode my weapon, but I could not do anything, the original huge double-edged sword was now mutilated, I resisted the thought of escaping, and helplessly held on.

There was a sudden unusually fluctuation in the air, and a familiar feeling suddenly lifted my spirits, and you were going to pay for your actions by looking at this damn human with a wicked smile on his face.

The gray cloak obscured the Death Reaper's upper body, and only two red rays could be seen flickering; In his exposed hands, he held a death scythe with a dark red sheen, the flickering light reflected on the blade, shining with an eerie light; His lower body floated in mid-air like a thin smoke, and the breath of death made the air seem to condense.

The Great Reaper of Death, the man in red in front of us, was about to win, but he destroyed the solution of death, and I had to ask for your help, and I quickly explained uneasily to the Reaper who had cast a bs at me.

The Reaper shrugged his shoulders, and the Death Scythe cut a graceful arc that smoothed through a protruding piece of ore in front of me, the terrifying strength that made the cunning human take a few steps back, and panic in his eyes.

What, this guy, he actually rolled in the pit and stuck the death solution all over his body, damn it, it seems that he knows this is my weakness, but don't expect Lord Reaper to be afraid of this too.

This was Captain Skeleton's idea, in fact, when he saw the fragile human in front of him like a bug, the Reaper didn't pay attention to him at all, as long as he used a binding magic to trap this level 13 warrior in place, and then gently waved the dark red scythe in his hand, he could be eliminated.

However, before the Reaper used the restraint, this guy actually smeared the death solution on his body, and the Reaper's scythe could not resist the erosion of the solution, so he had to use another magic - defense. Since it is a rudimentary undead, the mana on its body can only support the use of one.

A black glow covered the Death Reaper like a ripple of water, and the scythe swept across the top of the mine and fell on the crumbling humans like flowers.

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