Chapter 75: The Living Walking Dead

Once again, Sioux City has lost count of how many times he has encountered the danger of life and death in this game. And these precious memories, in Sioux City's view, no matter how profound and exciting, as time slowly passes, there will eventually become blurred one day.

This is an irreversible theorem, nothing can be avoided, and nothing can be changed.

What exists in the past will only gradually blur, regardless of the person or the thing.

Perhaps out of reluctance to fade away memories of battles and adventures, or perhaps influenced by some regretful memories in reality, Su Cheng had a thought in his heart for no reason, a thought that didn't look good, but it was enough to soothe the ups and downs of his heart.

He suddenly wanted to record his experience in its entirety.

If he could, he might put the compiled notes on the discussion board and share his experience with others, which was not spectacular, but it was thrilling enough. Of course, he knows that in order to maximize profits, the company is more likely to refuse him to disclose his information, so that he can only reminisce about his former self one day in the distant future.

But whatever choice the company makes, he believes he won't and can't regret it.

Without hesitation, Sioux City quickly opened the list and clicked on the system settings. He first saved the videos automatically recorded by the system in the past few days to his personal connector, and then changed the storage time of the system for one week to make all the recordings automatically saved.

After completing this setting, probably to find a new sustenance for himself, Su Cheng suddenly felt that he had been constantly bothering him, and those irritability and anxiety that he couldn't figure out had faded a lot.

Unconsciously showing a joyful smile, Su Cheng immediately clicked on the system prompt, wanting to know what was causing him to fall into a hallucination, and even his body was struggling, and his head was dizzy.

"System: You have obtained the soul essence, you have obtained the soul of the valian."

"System: Since the player has set the distribution of skills, [Boxing Force] will get 60% Soul, [Fiore Cut-Step] 20%, and [Night Instinct] 20%."

"At present, the level of [boxing power] is: 81.67% in the eighth grade."

"The current level of [Fiore-style tangential step] is: 0.127% for level 8."

"The current level of [Night Instinct] is: 34.55% at Level 3."

"Warning! Players who have not yet become a professional, or who have advanced to a star level, will receive a soul shock that lasts for eight minutes! Warning......"

Looking at the system warning in crimson words in front of him, Su Cheng suddenly lost his voice.

He thought that the reason why he was dizzy was because he was cursed by the undead or poisonous, but he didn't expect that it was the problem caused by receiving a special soul, so he had a kind of helplessness to endure eight minutes of dizziness if he knew this.

But considering the situation when he was dizzy just now, in fact, Su Cheng didn't think that using that bottle of potion was a wasteful move.

After all, in this white mist, he who knows nothing about the surrounding environment is actually like a blind person, it is good to be able to absorb special souls without paying, but if he takes the risk to wait for the dizziness to pass, he is losing watermelons and picking up sesame seeds.

Looking at the soul essence lying calmly in the inventory, Su Cheng was about to take it out and study it, when he suddenly woke up after killing the heavily armored undead sergeant on the battlefield, due to the tense battle situation, he didn't have time to sort out the loot when he was about to charge, and he didn't even know what the loot was.

You must know that the NPCs of the Undead with high military ranks are actually unique special monsters, although they often appear on the battlefield, but due to strict discipline, they mostly appear in groups, and their own combat effectiveness is strong, mostly not proportional to the literal strength on the number jù.

In fact, they are rarely killed by players who are experienced in combat, and even if they do fall into a one-on-one situation, they are not a believer in chivalry and have no pressure to retreat. Because of this, very few players can kill them, and with their trained proficiency in both large-scale battles and skirmishes, it's almost impossible to get killed by a crowd of players after being left alone.

And the most important thing is that although high-ranking NPCs of the Undead are difficult to kill, the more difficult the special monsters to kill, the easier it is to be officially set with a beautiful explosion rate.

Sioux City quickly took a quick look at the large amount of loot in his inventory several times, and finally, on the third time, he saw a familiar figure.

A giant heavy halberd covered in jet black, with a lot of blood and strange liquids stained on the halberd's body.

Is this actually the weapon? Su Cheng looked at this heavy halberd that was faintly bleeding, and for a while, he was so surprised that he didn't even look at the equipment attributes.

In fact, after several battles with hundreds of people, Sioux City found that while his boxing and fighting were still powerful, his influence in the overall situation was even less than that of some players who were ramming around with heavy weapons.

And with this terrifyingly heavy halberd, although Su Cheng asked himself if he didn't know how to use the heavy halberd's martial arts, with the bronze-level enchanted belt [Glory of the Brave] on his body, and the blessed equipment [Warden's Gauntlet], he believed that even if it was just a simple swing, he would definitely be extremely threatening in the chaotic battlefield with this weapon in his hand.

"Long Weapon ......"

Su Cheng muttered softly as he thought about the use of the long weapon. And just as he was about to take the halberd out of his inventory, suddenly, two dark green glows appeared in the thick white mist.

Those two rays of light were not bright, they could even be said to be dim, in fact, if Sioux City didn't pay enough attention, it would probably lose its sight in an instant.

The next moment, a dark green glow that flickered from far to near quickly approached the location of Sioux City, and from the height and flickering interval of its position, he estimated that it should be some kind of creature with shimmering vision, or the eyes of the undead.

Werewolf?

No, it's not. As soon as the thought arose, Su Cheng, who looked at the two dark green glows, instantly denied this speculation. You know, after a long period of actual combat training, Sioux City is quite clear about the creatures of the undead realm. In his opinion, although the speed of those two ghostly lights was good, they were only good.

If it was a werewolf, it would have pounced in front of him.

However, even though it was not as fast as the werewolf, the owner of the Spectre did not give Sioux City much time to guess.

Soon, an uppercut accompanied by a screaming fist wind pierced through the thick fog and smashed in front of him in an instant. Su Cheng felt the punch wind so fierce that he could barely open his eyes, and immediately knew that the strength of this hook was no less than his full force.

The fist wind instantly and the body, facing the opponent's right hook, Su Cheng did not panic, and there was no intention to dodge and defend. He knew that with the speed of his opponent's punch, if he threw two punches in succession, if he simply caught the punch with his left hand, then after the punch, his unhindered face would be directly hit by the second punch that came quickly.

Expressionlessly staring at the blue and black fists that suddenly appeared from the white mist, Su Cheng's left fist struck out at the same time, blocking the opponent's right hook attack path with his left arm, and the attack was also faster than the opponent's second punch.

The next moment, Su Cheng's arm hit by the uppercut made a muffled sound, and at the same time, his straight punch also rolled up a thick white mist, smashing directly on the opponent's face. Then, without any tricks, the two sides exchanged punches while taking a step back.

Dispersed by the violent collision between the fist wind and the flesh, the surging fog dispersed in an instant, and Su Cheng, who was close to the enemy, finally saw the silhouette of the other party clearly.

What greeted his eyes was rotting flesh and blood, sword scars all over his body, and the painful expression of human beings before they died.

Between life and death, it was a living walking corpse.