"A little nervous."

It's nothing more than Wang Rui has this feeling, in this huge underground cemetery until now, except for the footsteps of the two people and the clusters of vines that pop up from time to time, nothing has been found, and every wisp of air is filled with a stiff sense of dead silence.

"Ah, what did you just say?" Paio Leo, who had been nervous all the time, was startled by Wang Rui's sudden popping up of this sentence, and asked in a panic.

"It's nothing, I just think you guys really had the guts to venture in such a gloomy place before." Wang Rui didn't hide his slightly worried feelings, after all, he has also been tested by various Resident Evil games for a long time.

In this dead underground room, Wang Rui always wondered if there would be a bunch of lickers or a tyrant popping up around the corner.

"That's because...... That's because ......" Pai Oleo raised his voice a little, and then because what he was about to say reminded him of some bad memories, his voice lowered again and said silently: "That's because Captain Aville can always cheer us up when we are in danger." ”

"How do you cheer up? Are there three major disciplines and eight points of attention? Wang Rui's mind came to the scene of the barbarian making an impassioned statement while driving a giant axe in the monster pile, no matter how weird he thought.

"The war song of the barbarian plateau, our squad does not have a bard, and many times we rely on the captain's war song to boost morale." Speaking of this, Paio Leo remembered the experience of adventuring with the three of Avir Adarinus, who could not return because of the death of the captain.

"Bard? I understand what is going on. It's just that Wang Rui didn't expect that there really is that kind of profession in this world that can improve morale by singing, so he thought about it and said, "Let me try it too!" ”

"Are you also a bard?" Paio Leo was wondering as Wang Rui's slightly magnetic voice echoed through the empty catacomb.

"Beibi, your mother said that I was old-fashioned, so I asked Master Wang of the village entrance to perm my hair......"

"Ah, please stop singing!" Although he didn't understand what Wang Rui meant in the language, the downright rural noble tone made Paio Leo crouch down and cover his ears as if he had been hit by a soul and shouted loudly.

"It's a shame, I'll have a lot of songs." Because Wang Rui deliberately interrupted and laughed, the depressing atmosphere that had been hovering between the two dissipated, although it ruined Paio Leo's eardrums, but in terms of effect, it was quite good.

At least the magician was no longer nervous and seemed to be able to throw out all the spells in his hand at any moment, and the lingering sense of dead silence was also shattered by this amusement.

"Please don't practice the bard's craft." Pai Oleo's serious words were given thirty-two thumbs up by the master and apprentice of the tail line who thought the same way.

With Wang Rui's voice just now, if he really practiced a profession like a bard, then it would be an indiscriminate large-scale strategic weapon with no distinction between enemy and enemy.

Just when Wang Rui wanted to say that he was invited to be a bard and was unwilling to do an auxiliary profession that used the shameful PLAY of singing in public as a combat method, an abrupt collision sound came into the ears of the two.

The movements of the two stopped instantly, Wang Rui glanced at Paio Leo, and Pai Ouleo also glanced at Wang Rui, the two restrained their movements, and quietly walked towards the direction where the collision sound came from.

After walking through an empty courtyard, Wang Rui, who was silently thinking in his heart not to turn the corner and meet love, only saw a smaller door, just a little smaller than the password door at the entrance, and two humanoid creatures lying in front of him who did not know life and death.

Judging from the stick-like weapons that were still rolling on the ground next to the two bodies, the sound just now should have been made by the weapon falling to the ground.

Wang Rui, who thought it was just like this, breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, and Paio Leo, who was holding his wand beside him, also let out a sigh of relief.

"One is a minotaur and the other is a gray dwarf, there is no life reaction, it should be dead." Paio Leo said quietly.

"I see it." Wang Rui's scanner also showed rows of racial introductions, but there was one thing that was different from Paio Leo's detection results: "What does it mean that there is no life reaction?" ”

"No life reaction is no life reaction, I can't feel the souls of these two corpses." Paio Leo wondered why Wang Rui asked that.

"But why?" Wang Rui was about to say at the same time, the "corpse" less than ten meters away from the two of them stood up slowly, stiffly picked up the weapon that had just fallen to the ground, and approached with blank eyes like a walking corpse, and only when he saw this scene did Wang Rui say what he saw in the scanner:

"Why is there such a high energy response?"

"Undead? No, not the undead, even the undead have souls. Paio Leo, who was already a veteran adventurer, was not nervous when he saw this scene, and very skillfully took out a small pinch of golden sand from his backpack and sprinkled it on the ground, and quickly recited a spell that Wang Rui had never stopped, and an enchantment composed of golden shimmers stopped between the body and the two of them.

"If it's the undead, this immortal resistance barrier should be ......," Paio Leo had just explained halfway, and the "corpse" that had been slowly approaching the two of them at a constant speed stepped into the "undead resistance enchantment" erected by the magician without the slightest hindrance, allowing Pao Leo to swallow back what he wanted to say next.

"Click." I don't know when, Wang Rui took out a large-caliber rifle more than two meters long, and it was still a very old semi-automatic mode, Wang Rui stuffed a bullet in the magazine that was almost half the size of the magic staff in Paio Leo's hand, aimed at one of the two corpses, which was larger and looked like a minotaur, and said:

"If it's not the undead, it's probably an enemy I'm more familiar with."

Since Wang Rui knew that he was going to a cemetery to carry out an investigation mission, he always felt that this kind of copy would be too sorry for the world if he couldn't meet enemies like zombies or zongzi, and Wang Rui, who thought that he couldn't get these things with black donkey hooves and glutinous rice dumplings like some professional gold captains, asked Kelly to order a few weapons that were only used in the game.

For example, the PTRD-41 Soviet-made anti-tank rifle in my hand now, the ancestor of a qiē anti-materiel rifle, has an incomparably simple design, and has brought Lao Maozi's rough style to the extreme.

When encountering these walking dead-like enemies, it's not generally useful.

Two huge gunshots, Wang Rui rubbed his shoulder, which was a little sore because of the recoil of the anti-materia weapon known as one shot in the left arm and one shot in the right arm, looking at the "corpse" that was directly pierced by two bullets from the center of the body, and even the entire body was blown away above the door, pretending to be very chic and said:

"Su Fang's steel gun is still quite easy to use, although these guys' bodies are really hard enough."

If it were an ordinary person on Earth who had been shot at such a close distance, it would have to be picked up to make up the corpse.

Before Wang Rui could receive the admiration from a certain magician, it could be said that the "corpse" with almost broken bones was suddenly wrapped in a large number of vines in a trembling state, and then the humanoid creature composed of vines got up and rushed towards Wang Rui and Paio Leo at a faster speed.

"Whoever it is, they're going to hate this kind of multi-stage enemy."

Wang Rui said so, but his hands were not idle, the so-called one arm and one shot, the third shot dislocated, the fourth shot rescued, and the fifth shot of goodbye For a man who opened the bridge between heaven and earth in the flesh, put aside the innate realm in the martial arts story, and was still a half-rifle god Wang Rui, this kind of weapon that even Mao Zi had to use his life to pull the trigger did not bring too much negative impact to Wang Rui.

The "H.E.V" large-caliber anti-materiel shells that fell to the ground were exchanged for these two monsters that had been resurrected again and again, and became more and more like vegetative people, and were completely smashed into slag that could not be restarted.

"Those vines are such dangerous things."

Looking at the front hall of Baicao Garden, which was about to pass through the typhoon, Wang Rui and Paio Leo glanced at each other and said at the same time.

"And don't you think you're a little louder?" Paio Leo, covering his ears, said silently.

"It seems to be a bit big."

Since it is a retro version of the anti-materiel rifle, there is definitely no way to cover everything while ensuring the power, and even the two who have a little tinnitus can sense that things seem to be a little bad.

The ground that began to shake, and the sound of collisions getting closer and closer, made both of them know that there were more than these two enemies.

"Oh, the cake buyer."

Wang Rui, who turned around, only saw that where he came, there were already piles of humanoid creatures wrapped in vines, and the same state of the walking dead made Wang Rui think that he had come to another Plants vs. Zombies game scene.

This time, though, the enemy is just a zombie plant.