Three hours later, when Duran was panting and resting against a tall iron tree, the figure that had been walking in the foggy cemetery had disappeared cleanly.

Needless to say, low-level skeletons are unexpectedly fragile, and although low-level zombies are two levels superior to skeletons, these slow-moving guys with rotten muscles can't cause much trouble to Duran. If you change to other contractors who don't know the weakness of zombies, it may take a bit of fumbling to knock down zombies, but Duran has a massive database in his mind, and the weakness of low-level zombies is the fear of fire, and the soul resentment that dominates the rotten ** slow action can easily dissipate under the impact of flames.

So Duran ran to the entrance of the cemetery in a very shameful manner, and with a bronze dagger, he split the warning sign that was stuck diagonally on the ground into many pieces. Duran held one end of the wooden block, put the other end into the brazier and lit it, and used the fake tiger power of the flame fox to destroy more than 20 abominable zombies neatly.

After dealing with these little miscellaneous soldiers, Duran's physical consumption is quite large, and the gratifying thing is that these small miscellaneous soldiers give a lot of experience, Duran's level was quickly increased to level 5, in terms of caste, agility and perception increased by 0.2 respectively, and the increase in strength also reached 0.1.

It is worth mentioning that in the process of dealing with skeletons and zombies, Duran tried his only skill [Cutting] so far. This skill consumes about one-twentieth of Duran's total physical strength each time it is activated, and the effect is not reflected when dealing with these two low-level monsters, after all, even if you have two more knives on the enemy, you can only have the effect of whipping the corpse. For this reason, Duran is helpless, after all, it is his only skill, and he must figure out its specific effect as soon as possible.

He rested for about five minutes with his back against the iron tree, and inadvertently swept his gaze over the entrance of the cemetery, only to find that the light in the brazier had begun to fade.

At this time, Duran suddenly thought of the warning on the wooden sign that when the flames in the brazier burned out, then the evil spirit Arabel would awaken. Duran didn't know anything about Arabel, but since he was named an evil spirit, it certainly wasn't an experience pack like a zombie or a skeleton. In Duran's impression, whether in the novel or in the movie, it is basically a murderer who can be related to the term awakening.

Duran thought to himself that although he had made great progress in dealing with the zombie skeleton and the two waste wood brothers, he still had no chance of winning if he was one against two. Just one corpse thief, Casa, gave Duran a bit of a headache, not to mention the addition of an evil spirit master.

"At the previous rate of charcoal burning, the two fires should be extinguished within half an hour." Duran did a quick mental calculation and found that he didn't have much time left, but as soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately thought of a plan to delay it.

Duran ran down the path to the entrance of the cemetery, used two ribs that he had picked up from the unlucky skeleton and put one of the braziers on the ground, and then stomped the flames out of the brazier with his foot.

There is also a reason why Duran dared to do this without fear and was not afraid of setting himself on fire. He knew that the texture of the Glimmer equipment was very high, and in general, there were very few ordinary fires that could damage the [Terrible Boots].

Sure enough, under Duran's fierce trampling, the fire in this brazier gradually went out, and finally only a few charcoals were left lying there quietly.

"That way, the time can probably be doubled, right?" Duran clapped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief, the sign was very clear that when the fire in the brazier was extinguished, the evil spirit would awaken. But Duran extinguished one of the braziers in advance, and when the burning brazier was almost exhausted, he could light the brazier on the ground, so that Duran would have more time to give.

In fact, before that, Duran had also hit the idea of trees in the cemetery. The only tall trees planted in the cemetery are the Iron Tree and the Dragon Cypress, both of which are supposed to be burnable, and if Duran cuts down some of them to maintain the fire of the brazier, the evil spirit will never awaken. But it turned out that Duran's plan was not feasible, probably because he had been planted in the cemetery for too long and was infected with necromancy, and these iron trees and dragon cypresses could not be burned - this made Duran deeply depressed, the trees in the cemetery could not be burned, and the fog outside the cemetery was thick and he did not dare to go out to look for combustibles, so the only thing he could do was to extinguish one of the fires to delay the awakening of the evil spirits.

"Without further ado, it looks like we're going to meet the corpse stealer Kasa." Duran gently stirred the reddish charcoal in the brazier with his dagger, and a small amount of heat was transmitted along the bronze dagger to his palm, although the torch was no longer sufficient, but increasing the temperature of the dagger might also have a certain effect when dealing with enemies.

Duran walked into the depths of the cemetery and quickly hid behind a giant dragon cypress.

In the cemetery in front of it, there is a small house standing very strangely, and what is even more creepy is that the small house is still lit with dim yellow lights!

"Crunch ......"

A strange tooth-aching sound came from the house, and although it was not the first time he had seen such a scene, Duran still couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster and his scalp tingle. A rickety figure was reflected in the screen window of the house, and it was impossible to see what he was doing from a distance, but Duran knew that it was Casa the Corpse Stealer.

When he was torturing zombies and skeletons, he accidentally spotted an old man secretly carrying a rotting corpse into a small house, and Duran followed him in curiosity, and soon the same voice came out like now.

Although Duran is a mathematician, he is not a strict surname, and he can easily conjure up such a scene in his mind: the bald old man dragged the poor rotting corpse into the small house, showing a hideous smile and yellow-black teeth under the dim yellow lamplight, and he opened his foul and sinful mouth, gluttonously eating the dead person's **, so that he made that disgusting crunching sound......

Duran couldn't help but feel dizzy even if it was an imaginary scene, and he patted his heart and ran back to find the cute zombie skeletons without saying a word, but the panic could not prevent him from making the most basic judgment - this old man should be the corpse thief Casa mentioned in the mission objective.

……

Duran quietly listened to the strange voice coming from the cabin, and told himself over and over again in his heart that the corpse thief Kasa was just two levels higher than the zombie brothers, and he was now also a level 5 master......

However, the beads of sweat on his palms still honestly reflected his inner uneasiness, unlike the sluggishness of zombies and skeletons, the flexibility shown by the corpse thief Casa when carrying the corpse cast a shadow on Duran's heart, if he misses a blow, how to deal with the opponent's counterattack?

"There is too little data to judge!" Duran gently wiped the beads of sweat from his palms and calmed down, he didn't have enough time, and he could only face it head-on now.

Duran walked lightly, black clothes became his best disguise, and relying on the cover of a few small saplings, he easily approached the cabin.

The figure on the screen window didn't know where it went, Duran took a deep breath and quietly attached his head to it, there were many small holes in the screen window that were not very fine, and Duran could observe the inside of the house through these small holes.

However, when he aimed his right eye at the small hole in the screen, at that moment, his hairs suddenly stood on end!

No one!

The room was empty, save for a mangled corpse!

The corpse thief Kasa is nowhere to be found.

Duran suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and a chill ran down his spine and rushed to the top of his head.

He subconsciously looked back, only to see that the door of the hut was half opened—in the flash of light, Duran's assassin instinct saved his life, and he barely thought about it, and the whole person shrank to the other side in an instant like a dexterous cat.

"Smack!" The small door was opened, and the corpse thief Kasa Shi Ran walked out, he looked around, and did not seem to find anything unusual. So he left his hut and walked towards the cemetery.

"Whew!"

Duran patted his beating heart, slumped limply in the corner of the wooden house, and let out a long breath.

At that moment, his heart raced to the brink of collapse, and Duran swore that he had never been so nervous in his life - even at the critical moment when he was on the verge of bankruptcy when he was on the verge of bankruptcy by shorting Nasdaq stock index futures, Duran was still able to maintain absolute calm, because it was his domain.

Everyone can always show that they are calm in their field, and Duran is no different. However, when he left his original world and came to a continent full of fighting and death, it was difficult for Duran to maintain his usual calm and composure for a while.

It's not about IQ, it's very different from a game.

This is the real world, a careless, human life is heavenly.

Duran wiped the sweat from his forehead fiercely, looked at the back of the corpse thief Kasa, and said viciously: "Damn, dare to scare Lao Tzu, and send you back to the West immediately!" ”

After releasing the cruel words, Duran seemed to have completed his transformation in that moment, and the panic and nervousness that flashed in his eyes from time to time had disappeared, replaced by an almost mechanical indifferent composure. If someone who is familiar with Duran sees him with such a look, he will definitely express a moment of silence for his enemies in advance: "Hey brother, you are dead......"

Because the last time Duran entered such a state, many opponents in the Nasdaq stock index futures market ended up with huge losses, several major investment bank managers jumped off the building and committed suicide, and the winner Duran not only made up all the losses, but also made a profit comparable to the tax revenue of some countries in a year.

Ten minutes later, the corpse snatcher Kasa dragged a corpse again and slowly walked towards his hut.

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