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Being stared at by so many skeletons is anything but pleasant. Each skeleton had a white, sturdy skeleton, and among them were barbarians, dwarves, elves, and seemingly a few humans. Durand's gaze swept over the skeletons in front of him one by one, and finally looked at the end of the dark ghost street, which was now shrouded in a large cloud of gray mist, and it was impossible to see clearly. Durand didn't try to get an insight into the situation there, he knew that all the way in, he would always see what the other party was like.

Pointing to the skeleton warriors and skeleton mages lining the streets, Durand chuckled, "You don't think you can stop me with these things alone, do you?" ”

Kent snorted and said indifferently, "How do you know if you don't try?" ”

"That's right." Durand frowned slightly, and his face became solemn.

The surrounding skeletons had not yet moved, but Duland's face suddenly moved, and the huge musket on his shoulder barely needed any time to turn around, and the muzzle of the gun turned out to be the empty space behind the right side of his body! A skeleton warrior hidden in the black fog had just sneaked to the back of Duland's body, and then quietly tore through the black mist, and was about to stab the white bone blade in his hand into Duland's waist ribs, but as soon as he broke out of the black fog, he raised his eyes and saw a thick black barrel aimed at him. This skeleton warrior was probably a human assassin in his lifetime, but now he has been refined into a necromancer's plaything, and he still retains a little bit of intelligence. He probably didn't expect Duland's reaction to be so fast, and the ghost fire in his eye sockets jumped violently a few times, and he was about to sideways to dodge.

But how could Durand possibly let him escape?

The muzzle of the gun rested lightly against the forehead of the skeleton warrior, and the musket roared again. When the smoke cleared, the entire upper body of the skeleton warrior was gone, and the remaining legs made an attempt to take a step, only halfway through, before he suddenly lost his strength and fell to the ground with a thud.

Durand was a little surprised to solve a skeleton warrior with a single shot - the physical strength of these skeleton warriors was stronger than expected, and Durand thought that he could blow the opponent to the ground with one shot, but he left two very complete leg bones and a small half of the pelvic bone.

Durand snorted lowly, and his face became a little solemn.

He took a stride sideways, dodging a long bone spear that stabbed out of the ground. At the same time as his body dodged, he slashed horizontally with his backhand with his backhand without looking, and his palm was immediately sprayed with a small piece of knife light condensed by crimson flames. The sword light flashed, and then I saw that the bone spear was silently cut into two pieces. Durand's face did not move, and he broke the spear with one palm, and at the same time, the musket in his hand rotated half a circle again, this time with the muzzle facing down, aiming straight at the ground under his feet.

Bang!

With a muffled gunshot, a large piece of iron sand slammed into the solid ground, blasting a skeleton warrior hiding underground into countless bone fragments.

"Hehe, the young man's responsiveness is not bad." Kent commented on it.

"Insidious old fellow." Durand grunted. The Skeleton Warrior's stealth ability exceeded his expectations, and although it wasn't enough to make him sway, it at least showed that the old guy who called himself Kent had no discipline at all.

Because he was in Kent's domain, Duland's words were captured by Kent word for word, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said as a matter of course: "I'm a necromancer!" Have you ever seen a necromancer who isn't insidious? ”

Durand didn't say anything, he took a deep breath, took a musket in one hand, and strode forward.

As he moved, the surrounding skeleton warriors and skeleton mages immediately took action. The skeleton warriors threw all kinds of weapons such as bony spears, throwing axes, and long knives at Durand in one fell swoop, while the skeleton mages jumped to their feet, wielding their crooked bone staff with great exaggerated and even ridiculous force, unleashing countless fist-sized ghostly fires that smashed at Durand.

The number of skeletons was considerable, and each skeleton attacked Durand, so in the blink of an eye, the entire ghost street was filled with all kinds of flying weapons and flying ghost fire. As far as the eye could see, there were white bone weapons and blue cold flames, which were simply dazzling.

In the face of such an almost unavoidable dense attack, Durand didn't care at all, he didn't stop walking, and his body suddenly seemed to become a slippery swimming fish, extremely flexible in the sky attack, advancing and retreating freely, completely with ease. He rarely fought back, mostly dodging and moving, only occasionally firing a shot. Every time a gun is fired, a relatively empty space will be opened in front of you, but in the blink of an eye, it will be filled with a large number of attacks.

The dwarven musket in Duland's hand is not an ordinary product, but a special dwarven musket. Even if Durand added a triple buffer to the barrel in order to reduce the recoil to reduce the kinetic energy of the ammunition discharge, this musket can still swing a power comparable to the full force of a sixth-level professional. With ample ammunition, Durand doesn't need to use the physical skills and spells of a battle mage at all, and he can deal with the vast majority of level 7 professionals.

Neither Durand nor Kent spoke.

Kent manipulated the realm with all his might, patiently, even tirelessly, keeping the skeleton warriors and mages attacking, maintaining the density and frequency of the attacks. Durand was not in a hurry to break through, advancing and retreating, left and right on the ghost street, and no attack could fall on him at all.

For a moment, the battle seemed to be stalemate. Durand and Kent both knew that this was just a stage of mutual testing between the two sides, and neither actually gave their all. As a necromancer, in addition to possessing these skeleton warriors and mages, Kent also has many strange and difficult mental attack methods, which have not been fully used so far. And Durand, not to mention, has not yet shown any of his powerful abilities that are exclusive to battle mages.

The two sides each have a lot of means, and even so, the fierceness of the battle at this time is not something that ordinary Seven Star Hunters can interfere with.

After a while, Kent's deep voice came: "How, young man, is it time for you to use your real skills?" If you continue to consume it, I'm afraid that there will be no results until tomorrow morning. ”

Durand dodged like a shadow, and said with a calm smile: "It's okay to fight until tomorrow morning, I'm no problem at all." It's you, your domain is indeed powerful, but if you keep attacking at this frequency, I'm afraid it won't last long, right? Are you sure you are absorbing the energy consumption of this process? ”