When Duran saw the surname of the Spider Web Ring, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his body.

"If the corpse snatcher Kasa had a better brain...... Duran was scared as he unceremoniously placed the Ring of the Web on the middle finger of his right hand.

According to the legend of the Anzedi people, the magic ring can only be worn on the ring or middle finger of both hands, and Duran, who is familiar with the information of the Fernanda Continent, naturally will not make this mistake of common sense.

Cobwebs are a very useful low-level spell, especially when attached to a magic ring, which can often be overwhelming for enemies.

"This old man looks so sinister, why don't you put on this spider-web ring against me?" Duran felt a little strange in his heart, if Casa used spider web magic on him, once Duran was unfortunately hit, then the end would probably become very miserable. After all, in the confrontation between the two, Duran won with extraordinary speed.

Duran looked at the detailed surname of the Spider Web Ring and found that the spells on this ring did not need to consume the mana of the ring bearer, but would recharge on its own. The wielder can use the spider web once an hour, and after using it, the ring will turn a gray color and slowly begin to recharge automatically.

The so-called process of charging is that the magic ring itself spontaneously absorbs the magic factor that travels in the air, although Duran is not a mage, but he knows a lot about these.

In addition to the Ring of Cobwebs, the Corpse Stealer Kasa also provided Duran with several other pieces of equipment, but these equipment looked very disgusting, such as a coat with carrion and scraps, compared to Duran's clothes, these equipment did not have an advantage in caste, so Duran did not hesitate to give up.

However, when examining Casa's body as a corpse snatcher, Duran discovered the reason why Casa didn't use spider web techniques against him - the man's fingers were as bloated as dried turnips, and the small cobweb ring was obviously impossible for him to wear on any finger of his hands, not even the little finger.

Upon discovering this, Durán couldn't help but congratulate himself on his good fortune, but the young man's joy at defeating Casa did not last long, as he suddenly noticed that the cemetery seemed to be getting colder.

Duran subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the cemetery, only to see the fire at the door flickering suddenly, and finally slowly extinguished.

"I'll go! Wait a little longer......" Duran was shocked, and immediately ran towards the door without caring that his strength had not yet recovered.

Fortunately, at this time, Kasa, zombies, and skeletons will no longer be an obstacle to Duran, and the running speed of three times that of ordinary people is indeed very tiger, and in the blink of an eye, Duran rushed to the gate of the cemetery.

The brazier on the ground still contained a small amount of charcoal, but the brazier on the shelf had burned out, and the endless cold swept from nowhere, and suddenly a whisper sounded in the cemetery.

There were terrible or strange murmurs in all directions, and Duran gritted his teeth and glanced behind him, almost frightened directly-

I saw that the tombstones began to tremble, the iron trees and dragon cypresses fell in pieces, countless shadows floated out from under the earth, and the earth rolled on a tall earth bag, as if something was about to break through the earth!

"Okay, Mr. Ghost, or maybe the ladies......" Duran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and while hurriedly fiddling the remaining fire from the brazier on the shelf into the brazier on the ground, he said to himself: "I know that your acting desire and acting ability are the best choice, and the next time a big director needs extras when making a horror movie, I will be obligated to recommend you to him...... So for now, let's stop the trouble......"

Duran began to shudder at all, if Casa the Corpse Snatcher gave him a feeling of weirdness and disgust, then the current cemetery gave him a real sense of horror. Even if these ghosts are the same as the zombies and skeletons that Duran has abused before, they are scary enough to be scary in appearance, let alone if they swarm up......

Duran's mind is not confused, he clearly remembers that the ghosts that appear on the continent of Feinan whenever and wherever they appear, their combat killing ability is at least many times stronger than zombies and skeletons. During the rise of humans in the Second Age, if an ordinary small village had skeletons, a few young and strong men could settle it. And once there is a ghost, which can only be handled by a few church pastors, the gap is obvious.

The faint spark was a lifesaver in Duran's eyes, and he kept using the bronze dagger to pull the spark onto the charcoal suitable for ignition, and occasionally looked up into the cemetery for a moment or two.

The ghosts in the cemetery were gathering more and more, and the sweat on Duran's forehead had barely disappeared, and his movements became more and more anxious, because the huge figure on the small dirt bag was already half exposed.

One-third of the body of the evil spirit Arabel left the land, and he watched Duran's ridiculous movements from a distance, his cold gaze was like a piercing ray, and Duran felt a splitting headache just by looking at it.

"It's an evil spirit...... The evil spirits in the lower planes are often purified and expelled by priests with silver or even gold power, Lao Tzu, a small assassin apprentice, doesn't he deliver food to others! ”

Duran endured the headache, and after his continuous efforts, a faint flame was finally born in the brazier.

"It's done!"

As the flames gradually expanded, a faint but reliable source of heat continued to pass, and Duran subconsciously glanced into the cemetery, and found that the ghosts had suddenly disappeared, and the huge figure of the evil spirit Arabel had stopped breaking through the ground, but slowly began to sink.

"Huh......" Duran rubbed his sour arm, a beating heart finally calmed down temporarily, although the charcoal in the brazier will always burn out, the awakening of the evil spirit is inevitable, but for Duran at this time, even just thirty minutes of rest can increase the hope of survival exponentially.

Life is really up and down......

Duran sat on the edge of the brazier, and the huge fluctuation of emotions made him can't help but sigh like this, but the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly-

The slowly sinking evil spirit suddenly opened its mouth, and a frenzied air jet erupted from his empty mouth. This air flow was powerful and irritable, and swept directly through the cemetery, and Duran, who was sitting by the brazier, was caught off guard and was immediately blown squarely.

The icy chill instantly penetrated his whole body, and his forearms and toes were numb from the cold, but all this was not the worst!

After the strong wind passed, the charcoal in the brazier was sprinkled on the ground, and the fire disappeared completely.

In an instant, countless ghosts appeared out of thin air, and the terrible screams turned into terrifying sneers, and the evil spirits let out an earth-shattering roar and once again came out of the dirt.

Duran watched all this in amazement, and only after a while did he squeeze out a bitter sentence from between his teeth:

"Life, what ups and downs!"

The ups and downs of Duran didn't have time to scratch anymore, because he lost the suppression of the firelight, and countless ghosts screamed and roared.

The only thing Duran can do is to hug his head and run away!

Yes, ghosts are disembodied things, and except for attacks such as spells, divine arts, and sword energy, ordinary attacks cannot hinder the actions of ghosts at all. Duran was just a small apprentice assassin, where did he have any skills or spells to deal with the ghosts?

What's even more terrifying is that the speed of the ghosts is outrageous, if it weren't for Duran wearing terrible boots, I am afraid that he would have been caught up by Qi Qi a long time ago, and one person and one paw would have returned to the sky.

Rao is like this, Duran, who is running wildly in the cemetery, can't help but feel numb in his scalp, the ghosts are close at hand, if it weren't for the deep and wide cemetery, he would have been caught up long ago. What frustrated him the most was that the trees he had to dodge were ignored by the ghosts, their invisible bodies easily traversing any obstacles, and Duran had a hard time escaping.

There are a lot of ghosts, and they are fast, but fortunately, these guys don't seem to know how to cooperate, otherwise they can directly declare surrender as long as they outflank Duran left and right.

The evil spirit Arabel is still struggling, Duran took the time to take a look, this thing is obviously a boss-level murderer, at this time his body has been exposed two-thirds, at most a minute, this boss is estimated to also participate in the encirclement and suppression of Duran.

When the time comes, Duran will probably really die.

"Oak thorn, oak thorn ......" At this moment, a spiritual light suddenly flashed through Duran's mind.

He remembered the sign very well, and the person who wrote it pointed out that the evil spirit Arabel was about to awaken, and that he could not hope to live unless he had the thorn of oak!

What is the Oak Thorn?

Duran was a little depressed in his heart, could it be a piece of equipment to restrain evil spirits, or something else?

However, he had searched almost the entire cemetery, and there were only large areas of wasteland and graves besides trees and flowers, and if the oak thorn had not been deliberately hidden, Duran would have seen it a long time ago.

"Was it put somewhere? Damn the Supreme Council, damn the evil pact - this thing is not a good thing. Duran ran as he struggled to run, cursing the High Council of the Pit Daddy, his physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, and the repeated battles and runs were already extremely exhausting.

By this time, scolding was useless, and Duran could only force himself to calm down.

The only place in the cemetery that can store things seems to be the grave - but with so many graves here, should Duran dig them one by one? This is obviously impossible, even if Dulan is willing to dig, those mighty ghost brothers next to him will not give Duran a chance.

"Wait! It seems like there's another place in the cemetery where you can store things! Duran braked sharply, and with a sharp turn, he sprinted away the ghost behind him for some distance.

However, at this moment, a roar erupted from the center of the cemetery, and the evil spirit Arabel had completely awakened!

Duran trembled, but he still kept his pace firm, and quickly rushed to his destination, the hut of the corpse robber Casa.

This is the place where Duran thought of hiding things other than the tomb, and it is absolutely impossible to be a coincidence that the corpse snatcher Kasa was able to live in the place where the evil spirits inhabit for so long without being wiped out by the evil spirits.

Duran rushed into Casa's hut, closed the door tightly, and immediately checked the entire cabin layout.

His heart was beating to the extreme, and at this time he lost his nervousness and entered a state of numbness but calmness.

The furnishings in the hut were very simple, and Duran could almost immediately see the iron box that Casa had placed on the table, and on the box was written crookedly, "Oak Thorn".

"Found it!" Overjoyed, Duran hurriedly grabbed the box and tried to open it.

"Fucking locked!"

Duran looked at the deep slot and wanted to cry without tears, and the next moment, the wooden door of the Casa hut was completely torn open, and the huge evil spirits of two people stood in the doorway and looked at Duran coldly, as if they were looking at a dead man.

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