Wang Feng carried a giant sword on his back - there was a crossed strap on the scabbard. The blade of this heavy sword is blunt, more like an axe than a sword. Hanging the inflatable weapon on the belt around his waist, his torn silk sacrificial robe was already tattered, and the thoughtful Wang Feng hurriedly left the GSD home.

Wang Feng, who was bent on finding a quiet and uninhabited place, was soon attracted by a small alley full of wooden barrels with only a path between the barrels. It's a great place to hide.

The houses on both sides seem to have not been inhabited for a long time, and a distance further east is the noisy Moonlight Tavern, which is the so-called dark under the lights, and the Moonlight Tavern and this small alley are like two completely different planes.

Penetrating into the alley, seeing that there was no one around, when Wang Feng took out the four-leaf charm from his chest, he accidentally touched two strange small balls of meat on his chest, and the visual inspection was A-, this is definitely not a man's chest.

"Scared! Dry! That crazy woman won't really turn me into a girl! "Wang Feng had been plagued by various visions and violent desires after the invasion of the ghost hand before, and he really didn't notice that the little brother he had carried for more than twenty years had disappeared inexplicably. Now that the influence of ghosts and gods has been suppressed, Wang Feng really feels that he can't feel his little brother anymore.

Wang Feng hesitantly stretched out his left hand to his crotch, empty, nothing!

"O I, Nima! Not only not men, not even women? ”

Wang Feng only felt that his brain was blank, and the intense anger made him just want to smash anything in front of him. When Wang Feng, who was panting and wielding a giant sword, lay straight on the ground and looked around again, everything in front of him seemed to have been swept away by a tornado.

The wooden barrels that were originally placed on both sides have already been scattered, the moist ground, the pungent smell of wine, there is no doubt that it is filled with wine! Visually, there are about thirty barrels, and the huge deep pit in the ground has been filled with muddy liquor, even if it is just ordinary beer, the price is not a small number.

Wang Feng struggled to get up from the ground, feeling a little out of strength, and the dense cross cracks on the walls on both sides made Wang Feng a little dizzy.

"Damn, is this a rampage? The movement was so loud that I had to leave immediately. Wang Feng, who gradually calmed down, jumped up from the ground, first threw the heavy sword over the wall - he no longer had the strength to climb the wall with this heavy sword, and then climbed over the wall and left this narrow alley, he didn't want to be caught by the owner of the drink.

Now he just wanted to find a place where no one was around, to take a good look at what was going on in his body, as if he had only been on a rampage for a few minutes, and had not yet attracted the townspeople's onlookers?

The harm of the rampage was extremely great, in addition to the unknown personnel, Wang Feng's wounds that were originally embedded in the iron chains, and the old wounds that were about to heal from the goblin's mace, were all torn apart within a few minutes of the rampage.

After Wang Feng turned west over the two deserted courtyards, he heard the sound of many people surrounding the small alley that he had been raging before, and then quickly scattered in a riot.

If I heard it right, the languid voice was supposed to be Sosia, and her voice didn't seem to be very angry. Perhaps, the really good wine is not piled up in that alley.

Wang Feng didn't care about them, sat in the overgrown courtyard, and found that the main house was locked, so he didn't try to enter again. His left hand grasped the pendant through his clothes, and his movements looked like he was doing a prayer, but he was actually checking his own attributes.

Wang

Race: Human

Strength: Medium

Psychic strength: Weak

Stamina: Medium

Neurological response: moderate

Immunity: Moderate

Physical Resistance: Extremely strong

Special system: receptor (ghost parasite primary) Kazan syndrome

Status: Emphysema (expected to erupt in 471 days)

Special Ability: Preview (Beginner) Value 3 Blood Control (Elementary)

Available Enhancement Points, 0

Available credits, 0

The next line of small characters that were originally unreadable, Wang Feng also saw it:

Neutral form (temporary), hopefully this form will make you less ignorant of your desires. Signed: The main god who loves you, Amy (ps: I originally wanted you to be a woman, but the energy generation points have been counted... ）

"Damn! Sure enough, it's the ghost of the neurotic main god! Wang Feng paused heavily on the giant sword that could be used against his own chin, and even his own strong and unknown physical fitness was ignored by him.

Squatting on the ground with a giant sword, Wang Feng was confused, tired, hungry and thirsty, and the sun had slowly set. Except for eating a few strawberries and two or three small pumpkin pies from Celia, he never ate anything else, Wang Feng regretted a little that he handed over the military rations, bought so much and didn't eat any of them, and the small wallet given by GSD just now was also lost in the rampage.

"Aha, I got you. You thief who destroys other people's finances. Suddenly, on the wall where Wang Feng crawled, there appeared a squatting with long ears holding a dagger, she had long silver hair, turquoise eyes, and a long figure, corresponding to a tight leather armor, her dark complexion.

"Dark Elves!" Wang Feng got up instantly, squinted his eyes, and grabbed the giant sword in his hand, this feeling of being like a man on his back was very familiar. "Shouldn't you still be in the Dark City? Are you going to arrest me and exchange some reward with the hotel owner? Or, should I kill you? ”

"Tsk, you surface people are rude. Relax, chick, I want to betray you you just need to shout. The dark elf slid briskly down the wall, "Closer to home, I've been watching you for a while, get to know Arte Motomi." Nice to meet you, Imperial. Don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy. ”

Wang Feng smiled and bowed quite lightly, he was in a bad mood now, "Wang Feng, salute the distinguished guests of the Dark City!" So, Miss Yate, who has watched me all the way, do you have any advice? ”

"Good perception! Don't know how to do it? Yate threw the dagger in his hand at Wang Feng, "You really smeared honey with your mouth!" ”

Wang Feng smiled and blocked the dagger with a giant sword, but he was numb by the wrist of the dark soul wave attached to it, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart, the strength of this product is not weak, and Wang Feng after the sequelae of the rampage is really not sure that he can beat her. If you can't fight, you can only negotiate, Wang Feng rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Ha, you are really from the Dark City." ”

Of course, Wang Feng was just guessing, he didn't see any dark elves near Huttonmar, so it can be said that Ath's sudden appearance here was very abrupt. And she is not a civilian, except for the weapons she wears, ordinary civilians will not have such a fearful atmosphere.

"So what? Maybe I should catch you and give you a row of arrows of pain, and let you know what it means to keep your mouth shut and be obedient? Yat pulled out a short cane from her body and looked at Wang Feng vigilantly, this was her main weapon.

"You can try, mage! The cold aura on your body can fool others, but it is impossible to fool my hands. Wang Feng pointed to his ghost hand, and then spread his hand, "You were the one who followed me in Luolan before, right?" What do you want? ”

"Yes, the Imperial people who fell from the sky!" Art then put her cane away again, but her tone was full of mockery. "You seem to have some secrets."

"Just call me Wang Feng. What advice does Miss Astra's sudden appearance have? Isn't it right now that I've grasped my shortcomings and wanted something to gain? Wang Feng thought about it for a while, and also threw the heavy sword aside, which could be regarded as showing his friendliness.

"You're smart. King... Peak, yes. I see you seem very familiar with this town, can we work together? Arte grinned, baring a row of tiny, white teeth.

"Cooperation? I don't see anything to work with. If you mean stealing some food, maybe it would be easier without a clumsy swordsman like me. By the way, is there any little pumpkin pie? I'm dying of hunger. Wang Feng looked at this dark elf who didn't know the depths, and was a little moved by her words, so he planned to show his value.

"Damn, is there anything you don't know?" Yat burst into a foul mouth indignantly, then took out a few small pumpkin pies from his pocket, walked over and handed them to Wang Feng, which was regarded as a formal truce. "Damn, I thought you were a submissive mollusk who could threaten with just two words!"

Wang Feng took the pumpkin pie with a strong Celia style, and secretly glad that he guessed correctly again, his perception of Yate is actually not very stable, this thing's secret technique is very high, at least in Celia's hut Wang Feng did not find her existence. Now that the ghost hand has been sealed, those ghosts that can point out the surrounding wind and grass have disappeared, and it is estimated that it is impossible to find out this elf, Wang Feng doesn't want to be targeted by an elusive dark elf assassin, "Aren't dark elves living in the dark city?" Counting the time, you should still be fighting the spiders, how did you get here? ”

"I was banished." Arte replied coldly, not as if he was talking about himself.

"Uh." Wang Feng scratched his head, "Why?" ”

"Because of necromancy." Arte tossed the staff in his hand, "Even if the battlefield is tight, the necromancer will be repulsed." Don't talk about me, why did you fall from the sky? ”

"It's just a teleportation spell, just to come to Huttonmar to heal his arm." Wang Feng lied and pointed to his mutated hand, "Can't you give up practicing necromancy?" ”

Yate glanced at Wang Feng with the eyes of an idiot, "Can you give up the power of using the ghost hand?" ”

"Uh..."Wang Feng was speechless,

"What's more, I don't want to give up either. A lot of things, you don't want to lose them, I don't even have the ability to escape without strength! "Aren't you the same?" ”

Wang Feng was silent for a while, admitting that what Arte said was right, he did value the power brought by ghosts and gods, so he asked if he could still use the power of ghosts and gods after GSD sealed the ghosts and gods. He himself had no resistance to the abilities attached to the ghost hand, especially after experiencing the practical benefits of this explosive power. In fact, outside of Huttonmar, he was sure that he would tear apart the two soldiers who had provoked him in an instant. This feeling of being in control of his own destiny made him feel refreshed, which was one of the reasons why he would not care about the provocation of the soldiers, and chose to hand over the military rations, how could an elephant care about ants?

"Well, as a reward for not giving me over, and for bringing dinner, I give you a suggestion that you go directly behind Huttonmar, a little hidden street, well, just off the avenue that leads to the Norse Maya. Just down that street, go find a dark elf named Minette, if she's here. She should be able to teach how to practice the higher levels of necromancy. ”

"Human, you know Minette?" Ath's eyes widened, "What else do you know?" ”

"I know a lot." Wang Feng pretended to smile profoundly, kicked away the debris on the ground with his foot, then took the heavy sword back, and really lay down in the courtyard, "If there is nothing to do, you can go." I'm going to rest here for the night, we humans don't have the night vision of your dark elves. It's not too early, thank you for bringing dinner. Feel free to do so. ”