Chapter 52: Soul-level Skeleton Warrior
After passing through the zombie dense area, Wang Qi took Shao Xiaoyu back in the direction he came, and stopped when he passed a small restaurant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
took her to climb to the platform on the top floor of the hotel with her bare hands, and under the flashlight, she saw a paralyzed figure sitting in the opposite corner from a distance, and the clothes seemed to be Lao Liu, who had not been separated for a long time.
Shao Xiaoyu called "Uncle Liu" in surprise and was about to rush over. However, before he took a step, he was dragged by Wang Qi.
"What a heavy smell of blood!"
Wang Qi sniffed, staring at Lao Liu opposite, with his ear power, he couldn't hear the other party's heartbeat and breathing at this moment, and an ominous omen came to his heart.
Handing the flashlight to Shao Xiaoyu, Wang Qi transformed the steel cable into a spear and approached in the direction of Lao Liu vigilantly. After taking a few steps, the old Liu raised his head suddenly, but there was a gray dead silence in his wide eyes.
"Is it true that it has been undead......
Wang Qi frowned, ignoring Shao Xiaoyu's exclamation, stepped forward and pierced Lao Liu's head with a single shot, and its struggling body twitched twice before completely stopping. Before, when Wang Qi left him here, he tied his hands and feet with ropes, and even if he became an undead at this moment, he had no strength to resist at all.
It's just that this feels a little wrong......
At this time, Shao Xiaoyu also came closer, and under the illumination of the flashlight, she also saw the rope on Lao Liu's body, and was slightly stunned for a moment before asking:
"Uncle Liu, what's wrong? Why are you tied up here? Did you do it? Why? โ
"Don't talk!"
Wang Qi frowned, slowly withdrew the tip of the spear from Lao Liu's head, and then flipped its body over with the momentum. For a moment, his eyes froze, and his gaze locked on a fist-sized blood hole on the back of Lao Liu's head.
Obviously, this is the cause of Lao Liu's death!
Looking along this blood hole, Lao Liu's entire skull has become a cavity, and there is no brain and flesh left in it, it looks like a hollowed-out coconut shell, weird and extremely disgusting.
"Vomit ......"
Shao Xiaoyu behind her couldn't help but retch, she hadn't seen many dead people these days, but it was still a little difficult to control herself when she saw someone she was familiar with dying in front of her eyes in such a weird way.
It's a braineater!
Kill living beings, but only take interest in their brains, and take no other flesh and blood and internal organs. In the first three pages of the Necronomicon, such monsters are also an outlier among the undead creatures.
Despite its low rank and limited combat effectiveness, this undead creature has an IQ that does not match its own strength due to its constant feeding on human brains.
Now that Lao Liu, who has obviously been killed, is placed here in the same way as when he was alive before, a sensitive word suddenly appeared in Wang Qi's mind - trap!
"Whew-"
"Get down!"
The sound of breaking the wind and Wang Qi's warning were issued at the same time, Shao Xiaoyu was tense, fortunately, he was also an anomaly, and he did not drop the chain at the critical moment. Although he hadn't figured out the details yet, he quickly threw himself on the ground.
Wang Qi had already gotten up at the same time as he shouted, and the spear in his hand was round and pulled from where Shao Xiaoyu had stood before.
"Dang Changโ"
There was a crisp sound of metal clashes, and a disc-shaped object was drawn by Wang Qi and flew upside down in the direction it came. However, the power of this blow was also beyond Wang Qi's expectations, not only the hands holding the handle of the gun were slightly numb, but even the stainless steel gun body was bent out of an arc.
With a touch of the gun, the soul fire flashed, and the deformed position returned to its original state. The sound of the surrounding squirming had already sounded, and more than a dozen white Sensen skeletons flipped up from the edge of the platform, surrounding the two of them, looking at the neat movements, it was obvious that they had been ambushed here for a long time.
However, these skeletons, which were at most only gray spirit level, were not looked at by Wang Qi, and his gaze kept staring in one direction. There, an undead skeleton more than two meters tall was looking at him with the same cautious gaze.
The color of the bones is reddish in white, the skeleton is thick and strong, and there is even a faint layer of periosteum growing in some joints. Pale soul fire loomed in a pair of deep skull eyes, and in its hands it held a set of weapons made of white bone.
A shield made of a large number of skulls, and a scythe that appears to be made of ribs or other bones. And the thing that was whipped away by himself before was the round shield that looked creepy.
Soul-level skeleton warrior!
Even undead creatures that have learned to forge their own weapons. Such an enemy, even Wang Qi, has to be taken seriously. It's not that Wang Qi, who is also at the soul level and has abilities with him, will still be afraid of it in heads-up, but the opponent is obviously not ready to go head-to-head.
Seeing that there were more than thirty gray spirit-level skeletons approaching from all sides with teeth and claws, Wang Qi raised his eyebrows. Fortunately, this time I am not alone, right?
Shao Xiaoyu, who got up from the ground, held her metal bat and slowly retreated to Wang Qi's side. Although the previous hard battle consumed a lot of physical strength, after meeting with Wang Qi, she also recovered a certain combat effectiveness after resting for a while.
"You fight the monster, I fight the boss, can you do it?"
Wang Qi asked in a low voice. Shao Xiaoyu looked sideways at the pink skeleton that was very powerful at first glance, bit his lip and said:
"I'll do my best!"
"Good, let's go!"
Wang Qi laughed, and rushed in the direction of the skeleton warrior with his spear. Immediately in front of them, four skeletons came up to meet them, they had no weapons, they just jumped up like hungry tigers pounced on sheep, and bit Wang Qi with their big white mouths.
The body of the gun shook, and he, who already possessed the undead combat skills, no longer only relied on brute force to fight indiscriminately like before. But I saw that the spear head was like a blooming plum blossom, and the little cold light was divided into four. The four skeletons that threw themselves in front of them slammed into a suffocation, and then their skulls burst together, and the shattered skeletons crackled and fell to the ground.
"Whew-"
In the midst of the flying bones, the skeleton warrior's white bone shield swirled again. Wang Qi was not in a hurry, his body jumped out to the side, but the head of the spear was as accurate as a poisonous snake on the edge of the round shield. With a crisp thud, the round shield was flipped aside.
At this time, the skeleton warrior had already rushed in front of Wang Qi, and the bone sickle in his right hand was cut along his neck, and the posture was like that of a farmer harvesting ears of wheat.
"Close combat? Hey hey ......"
Wang Qi smiled coldly, the soul fire in his hand flickered, and the spear split into two, turning into two silver scimitars. The scimitar in the left hand holds the blade of the bone sickle, and the knife in the right hand cuts straight into the waist vertebrae of the skeleton warrior.
But at this moment, the dull sound of breaking the air sounded in the back of my head again!