Xiao Yu was secretly shocked in his heart, it has been more than a thousand years since the era of the Erathia Empire, how long has this guy lived in front of him?

"It was late autumn one year, and the withered yellow grass spread all over Erathia like golden brocade, and in the grasslands northwest of Erathia, there lived our undead people, who grazed cattle and sheep, and worshiped their ancestors, and they worshipped the gods of the underworld as true gods, and could summon the spirits of the underworld to defend their homes and live a peaceful life without any disputes. The mediocre King of Erathia, Esender, considered us undead to be a symbol of evil, and began to send an army to slaughter and expel our people, driving the undead people out of their homeland, and they were forced to migrate north, stepping into the Great Desert of Dia, where countless people died. The necromancer recounted leisurely.

Xiao Yu has heard this story for a long time, this is the historical background of the game, but now when he hears the necromancer's narration, there is a different kind of desolate taste.

"My father was a powerful necromancer, he was killed in battle to protect my mother and me, who had just completed the moon, while holding back the pursuers of Erathia, my mother took me into the desert, the dry desert, there was no water source, my mother took me in the desert for a whole week, I was rescued by some fleeing goblins, and my mother, forever, fell in the desert. When I became an adult, the goblins told me that during the week in the desert, my mother cut my wrist and her blood was like milk, feeding me and keeping me alive, until a few goblins promised to save me, and my mother fell asleep forever. The necromancer said in a slightly trembling voice, his throat a little hoarse.

Xiao Yu was silent for a long time, and the impression of his family was blurred in Xiao Yu's mind, but when it came to the two strange and familiar terms father and mother, there was always a strange feeling stirring in Xiao Yu's chest.

"She's a great mother." Xiao Yu said, I don't know why, there was a sour feeling in my heart.

"Hundreds of years later, I have become a powerful necromancer, and I tell my people that we are a people fed by blood, and that we must sacrifice the souls of our ancestors with the blood of our enemies, and we endure, we wait, so that one day, we can return to our homeland and drive those people out of the Erathia steppe forever." The necromancer said loudly.

This is not the oath of the necromancer alone, this is the oath of this people.

Xiao Yu vaguely felt that he was one of them, this feeling was strange, but it was real. Perhaps after choosing the undead race, he was inevitably tied to this nation.

The necromancer's right hand moved, and a cold light flashed in the necromancer's hand, and Xiao Yu saw clearly that the item in the necromancer's hand was actually a dagger with a flash of cold light.

"This is the portable dagger I used when I was young, and I'm giving it to you now, I hope you don't insult it." The necromancer said, and with a wave of his right hand, he tossed the dagger over.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and took the dagger in his hand steadily, this is a very delicately made dagger, about an inch long, the blade is extremely sharp, the dagger handle is made of some kind of silver-white metal, it is covered with ancient carvings, exquisite and atmospheric.

Escape Dagger: Special item. Attack 32-35, with skill, escape, and after casting the escape skill, teleport to a random location within five yards. Cannot be damaged.

It's a special item.,The attributes are not bad.,This escape skill is usually not used.,But if you encounter a special dangerous situation.,Maybe you can let yourself escape.。

Xiao Yu held the escape dagger, there was some strange feeling in the palm of his hand, the back end of the dagger seemed to be a little uneven, Xiao Yu picked up the dagger and checked the back end of the dagger, the back end of the dagger was engraved with a row of small words: For survival, for the continuation of the race.

"For survival, for the continuation of the race." Xiao Yu muttered, this is a portrayal of the situation of the undead clan, and it is also a portrayal of Xiao Yu's state of mind, which makes Xiao Yu feel deeply.

"I'll use this dagger well." Xiao Yu said solemnly.

The necromancer glanced at Xiao Yu's waist and said casually: "As a highly skilled thief, the most basic equipment is three daggers instead of two, the main hand is a high-damage dagger, and the off-hand should be equipped with a slow-down poison dagger and a deadly poison dagger, and you seem to lack a special belt for thieves." ”

The thief's special belt Xiao Yu has seen in the NPC shop, you can hang the dagger around your waist, and you can change the dagger at any time during the battle, the price is very expensive, and it costs ten gold coins to buy the most ordinary special belt.

"A slowing poison dagger, a deadly poison dagger." Xiao Yu repeated the words of the necromancer, thinking about it, and his mind suddenly brightened, yes, thieves need such equipment. First of all, the main hand dagger, you must choose a high-kill dagger, as the main attack weapon, as for the off-hand dagger, it is used to assist, in the battle to the enemy slow down poison or lethal poison, critical moments, can be fatal.

The necromancer just said it casually, but it gave Xiao Yu a lot of inspiration.

"After a while, something very interesting will happen, during this time, I will rest my army of the undead, goodbye, young people, may the ancestors be with you." The necromancer said, rising from his throne and walking towards the back of the dungeon.

Seeing the necromancer leaning on his body, walking step by step, slowly disappearing into the corner of the dungeon, Xiao Yu bowed in the direction where the necromancer disappeared.

The surrounding golden-armored skeleton soldiers slowly retreated, making way for Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu returned along the way they came.

When you get out of the ancient tomb, it is much easier than entering the ancient tomb, and after those skeleton soldiers saw Xiao Yu, they automatically retreated, without bothering Xiao Yu.

This simple mission of sending a letter allowed Xiao Yu to harvest such a very useful equipment as an escape dagger, and Xiao Yu was still very happy.

Coming out of the ancient tomb, Xiao Yu glanced at the western sky, the sky had gradually darkened, and it was approaching dusk, so he had to rush back to Tabak Town as soon as possible.

Backhand backstab!

Xiao Yu killed a giant bobcat he encountered on the way, and a crisp and pleasant upgrade prompt came from the system, and Xiao Yu was already level eight.

Looking at the list, the highest-level people are already level ten, but there are not many people, only three people, and the rest are all level nine.

The level does not fully represent the strength, lay a solid foundation now, and the level will slowly follow in the future.

"It's time to upgrade your stealth skills, deboning, backhand backstabs, and backstabs." Xiao Yu smiled slightly, the increase in skill level means the increase in strength, but then, he frowned again, it costs five gold coins to upgrade the second-level deboning, backhand backstabbing, and backstabbing skills, so how many gold coins should be needed to upgrade the third-level skills?

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