Chapter 37: The Smell of Meat (1)

After taking his little brother back to the necromantic space, Zhuang Yichen rushed out of the ruins where he was hiding, aimed at the head of a skeleton warrior, and killed it in an instant with a bone spur.

His provocative move instantly angered the group of skeleton warriors, and their eyes were red again, and they rushed towards Zhuang Yichen with the sword in their hands. Zhuang Yichen faced the group of rebellious skeleton warriors, and while retreating, another bone spur shot out unhurriedly, killing the skeleton warrior who rushed to the front. At the same time, a demonic tentacle was thrown in front of the skeleton warrior.

The skeleton warrior who rushed in front stepped on it with an unsuspecting kick, and in an instant, seven or eight black phantom arms rose from the ground, firmly imprisoning the small piece of skeleton warrior back in place. Taking advantage of the gap in their confinement, Zhuang Yichen shot again and pierced the heads of the two skeleton warriors with two bone spurs in succession.

The power of this magic combination simply made Zhuang Yichen feel hearty! But then the skeleton warriors in the rear rushed up again. Facing the group of skeleton warriors rushing up, he directly summoned the elite Sinking Demon Skeleton, then grabbed himself and threw it backwards. Zhuang Yichen in mid-air also withdrew the Sinking Demon Skeleton into the necromantic space at the same time.

"Bang!" A dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded, and the moment it landed, Zhuang Yichen opened the frost armor to protect himself. Then he stood up and ran forward without looking back, leaving only the skeleton warriors behind him to roar angrily.

After seeing that the pursuit was fruitless, the group of skeleton warriors behind them had no choice but to retreat unwillingly. In their simple minds, guarding the entrance to the meteorite was the highest order to execute.

However, as soon as they subsided, Zhuang Yichen immediately ran up again, and repeated the old trick. The group of skeleton warriors chased after them, and then retreated, and were played with by Zhuang Yichen in a daze.

The flexible combination of different spells can have such an incredible effect, which is really wonderful to use, and it is so good!

Unconsciously, Zhuang Yichen has embarked on a path of true power, not sticking to the rules, innovation and flexibility are always the inner soul of a powerful magician.

The continuous high-intensity magic casting also made the source of magic in Zhuang Yichen's body almost depleted. He released his two younger brothers from the necromantic space, and then sat cross-legged on the ground and cultivated.

Time passed little by little, and three hours later, Zhuang Yichen slowly opened his eyes. The dried source of mana was refilled, and he was also surprised to find that although the number of mana sources in his body had not increased, it had become much more condensed between this consumption and replenishment, and the overall quality of mana was more than a cut purer than before.

Previously, a large number of magic crystals were absorbed to improve their strength, although the magic power has grown rapidly, but it has also left the hidden danger of unstable foundation and vain magic power.

Zhuang Yichen stood up in high spirits, and his whole temperament looked steady and introverted, many times more mature than before. Zhuang Yichen before, at most, was just an otaku who had some adventures in the last days, but at this moment, after so many tests of blood and fire, now he finally has the appearance of some necromancer.

Next, Zhuang Yichen spent another afternoon to solve the remaining skeleton warriors bit by bit. By the time he did the same, and then cooperated with his skeleton brother to clean up the last few skeleton warriors, the sky had completely darkened.

Zhuang Yichen cleaned up the battlefield, he looked at the meteorite entrance that had no protection, and prepared to continue exploring tomorrow.

Although most of this small group of skeleton warriors were killed by Zhuang Yichen with one blow, but in the later stage, when their numbers became smaller and smaller, and they became easier to deal with, Zhuang Yichen began to deliberately only cripple them and retain the soul fire.

After all the battlefields were collected, Zhuang Yichen counted them, no more, no less, exactly ten complete soul fires. He left all ten of these soul fires to the ghoul skeleton. In the current situation where most monsters are very clumsy, it will certainly be more valuable to train a swift ghoul with all your might.

After absorbing all of the soul fire, the dark red soul fire in the ghoul skeleton's eye sockets became brighter and more dazzling, and there was a little green glow flashing at its core. Its bones have become more compact and small, and the slender bones are delicate and precise, faintly revealing a warm fluorescence like beautiful jade.

Zhuang Yichen ordered it to jump and attack a few times, and found that its strength at this time was no less than that of a complete ghoul, and its strengthened bones would have a more powerful ability to resist attacks than the ghoul.

Zhuang Yichen was satisfied with taking it back to the necromantic space, and then gently hummed a little song, and slowly paced back to the house at the entrance of the village.

He walked across the courtyard, then gently pushed the door open. Just as he was about to step into the room, he suddenly stopped. Because he had just suddenly smelled a faint rich aroma.

Light means that the aroma is just a flicker on the tip of Zhuang Yichen's nose, and there is no trace, and strong means that the fragrance is really fragrant.

It seems like nonsense, but it's not nonsense. Zhuang Yichen felt very familiar with the strange fragrance, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it for a while.

He took a few steps back and sniffed deeply. A breeze blew, and the scent came again. This time, Zhuang Yichen smelled it very well, it was an aroma similar to boiled meat. All of his five senses had been strengthened, so although the smell was subtle, he could still distinguish it.

Zhuang Yichen carefully sniffed the vague aroma in the air, and then approached the source of the fragrance little by little. Taking another deep breath, Zhuang Yichen stopped on the side of this two-story small building, where there was a small anti-theft iron door, and bursts of aroma wafted out of it.

It turns out that there are survivors here, and the big ones are still cooking meat in it to eat, and the small days are moist. Zhuang Yichen thought secretly in his heart, stepped forward and knocked on the door, and shouted inside: "Hey, is there anyone inside?" I'm also a survivor passing by, can I come out and open the door? ”

After shouting, he leaned his ear to the door and listened carefully to the movement inside, but there was no movement from inside. Zhuang Yichen put his nose on the crack of the door and sniffed carefully, the aroma of meat in it still continued to waft into Zhuang Yichen's nasal cavity, stimulating his taste buds.

"Hey, I said buddy inside, don't pretend. I can smell it! Don't worry, I'm not here to eat and drink for nothing, I have rice cakes here, let's change the taste together! Zhuang Yichen shouted inside again.

The people inside were obviously flustered for a while, Zhuang Yichen stuck to the crack of the door, and clearly heard a clanging sound. Then it fell silent again.