[Inexplicable guy...... But maybe he really is a bad guy. Looking at the knight's figure that was gradually moving away, Mo Wen shook his head, turned around and beckoned the two little guys behind him back to the tent.

The other side.

"Commander, where are we going now?" Scott asked, holding his broadsword.

"I don't know where to go, you ask me?" The knight shrugged his shoulders: "Our only purpose is to live. There is no urgent news from the other guys either. To be honest, I don't know what to do...... The owner of the Traveler's House made it clear that this was a trial, and that we just had to try to survive. ”

"How about we farm some generic points?" The mage suggested, "Let's go merge with another squad, with the regimental commander here, I'm sure the extra skeletons won't be able to help us." ”

"Nice idea......"

……

As the starry bodies as dazzling as the sun slowly disappeared from the horizon, the icy blood moon once again enveloped the world with a thick aura of death.

The undead hiding beneath the land have awakened from their slumber to slay those who are not supposed to exist in this world.

Most of the travelers fled in the face of the tide of necromancy, some of them carried the attacking enemy with the help of a reasonable team configuration, and a small number of masters such as Mo Wen and the like easily turned these bone racks into universal points.

But not all masters are just as idle as Mo Wen.

Hundreds of miles away from Mowen, in the wasteland, under the blood moon, three travelers were fighting with more than a hundred skeletons...... Or rather, **.

The first one is burly, wearing heavy armor, with a left shield and a right sword; One was armed with a spear, tall and in leather armor; The last man is dressed as a ranger, clothed with a long sword. The three of them stood on their backs, spears and swords, steadily blocking the chaotic attacks of the undead.

"Ouyang, do you think we should recruit a Taoist priest or mage after we return to the Traveler's House this time?" As a necromancer fell at their feet, the spearman's mood was noticeably more relaxed. "We're really limited in range right now."

"You're thinking too much." The heavily armored man named Ouyang glanced at his companion: "Those weaker French travelers have generally joined the organization to seek refuge, and the powerful guys probably don't look down on our team...... Instead of recruiting, it's better to earn more general points to strengthen yourself, as long as you're strong enough, what are you missing from the range of killing moves? ”

"Yes." The spearman nodded, and with a flick of his hand, the spear poked out, piercing into the hollow eye socket of an axe-wielding undead. "Li Zi, this time I went back and your three-legged cat's swordsmanship is about to come to an end, do you have any plans?"

"Isn't your unruly marksmanship the same?" The swordsman snorted lightly: "I fell in love with that Crazy Lan Sword Technique, and you don't know it." ”

"Still not dead?" The spearman shook his head: "That 5,000 universal points are a trivial matter, you estimate that you have saved enough, but where are you going to get that silver traveler medal?" That thing can't be traded! ”

"I'll get it." The swordsman's voice was unwavering.

"Stop talking!" The heavily armored man mutated: "Something is wrong. ”

"What's wrong?" The spearman easily held off several rusted weapons that had been slashed at him, and then swept through the thousands of troops, smashing the undead in front of him into two pieces. "Aren't these skeletons as ......fragile as they were before?"

Before he could finish speaking, the five necromancers stepped on the bones of their companions and rushed forward with spears, looking at the posture, all of them had a two-star level.

The target was the spearman who had exhausted his old strength and opened the door wide.

"Drink!" At the critical moment, the spearman shouted loudly, and even let go of his weapon directly, and his hands danced rapidly, only to hear a crisp sound, and the three rusty spears were broken into two by him; On the side, Ouyang also noticed the crisis of the spearmen, and while using a big shield to separate the bone claws of the undead reaching out to him, the big knife in his right hand directly chopped off the spear tips of the remaining two spears.

"Whew...... This group of guys will actually cooperate with the sneak attack? The frightened spearmen hurriedly picked up the spears at their feet and repelled the necromantic spirits who followed suit.

"Something is wrong." The heavily armored swordsman swung his shield and smashed a one-star undead who rushed towards him. "It seems that there are a lot more undead attacking today than in the past, and it seems to have wisdom...... Have you noticed? Although the previous undead will sneak attack, they have not cooperated once! ”

"You mean there's someone behind the skeleton?" The swordsman whispered. "So what do we do now?"

"Breakout!" Ouyang gritted his teeth: "I'll open the way, and you guys will cover me left and right." ”

"Understood!" The two responded in unison.

……

On the twentieth day after the arrival of the traveler, just after Mo Wen and Lias had cleaned up the undead who had come to attack, the light and ethereal voice of all the spirits rang in his head.

"Hint, you've got an optional quest - Undead Hunting."

"Undead Hunt: Are you angry that you've been harassed by the undead for twenty days? It's okay, here's your chance to get angry! Now there's a powerful undead around you, defeat it! Let these thoughtless fellows taste your fury! (If you can beat it, it's a lot better than the guy you've defeated before.) ）”

"Mission difficulty: unknown" (Please judge for yourself.) ）

"Mission Reward: One Bronze Traveler's Medal, 500 Universal Points."

"Failure Penalty: None."

"Hint: If no living creature attacks it, the undead will return underground after one hour."

[I actually came out at night, and the time limit was shortened a lot...... This obviously won't let me rest. Mo Wen chuckled and looked at the two loli beside him. "I'm going to do that side quest, do you want to stay here or come with me?"

"I want to go." Akaya Moeka looked at her friend beside her and said softly.

"I'll go too." The red-haired Lori said her decision neatly, and Moe Xiang couldn't act easily because of blood problems, so Lias had always been protecting her.

"Let's go, then." Mo asked, "Be careful." ”

The undead referred to by the mission are not very far away from Mo Wen. In less than three minutes, Mo Wen saw the thin figure of the undead. The wizened bone claw carried a two-handed sword that looked quite good, the clothes on his body were already tattered, and the strength of the soul fire burning in his eye sockets far exceeded that of the undead that Mo Wen had seen before, like two low-wattle fluorescent light bulbs.

Necromantic Swordsman: A three-star hero, he was a magic swordsman before his death, although he was well-known locally, but because of his average magic affinity, he was not considered a strong man...... However, after experiencing the baptism of death, he gained the instinctive ability to release undead magic, which made his combat effectiveness increase instead of decreasing. (It is invincible to most travelers who enter this world.) ）

"Lias, Moeka, you two pay attention to yourselves, don't make a move without my orders." Mo Wen admonished the two loli, drew his sword and slowly approached the necromantic swordsman who was holding his sword and not moving.

Just when Mo Wen was about twenty meters away from the Necromantic Swordsman, the eyes of the undead who stood as still as a sculpture flashed with blue fire, and then three pale flames appeared out of thin air and quickly floated towards Mo Wen.

At this moment, Mo Wen suddenly accelerated, and the cloud shadow easily shattered the attacking white flames, hitting the neck of the undead.

The necromantic swordsmith raised his sword to block Mo Wen's spurt, swept the momentum, and saw that he was going to cut Mo Wen directly in half.

Mo Wen, who clearly felt the surging aura of death on the swordsman's glittering cold cross sword, naturally did not harden it. But who knew that after Mo Wen took a step back and avoided the ferocious sword, the necromantic swordsmith didn't pause for half a second, jumped up with the momentum of horizontal slashing, turned around in the air at a 360 degrees, and even a few feet of black sword light appeared from the tip of the long sword in both hands, slashing directly at Mo Wen with a more ferocious force than last time.

This is exactly the sword move that this necromantic swordsman was proud of before his death: double slash.

Although the name is very old-fashioned, the power is not ordinary, and it is even more powerful after the blessing of the power of death.

But Mo Wen is no ordinary Samsung.

At this time, with Mo Wen's speed, he couldn't avoid the necromancer's domineering second slash, but he didn't mean to make a hard connection, with a flick of his left hand, the two yellow talismans spontaneously combusted without wind, and then a wall of earth rose from the ground, blocking between Mo Wen and the necromantic swordsman.

But this haste prompted it, how could an earthen wall that didn't exert more mana stop the thunderous slash of the Necromantic Swordsman? The black sword sliced through the earthen wall like slicing tofu, and then ...... Cracked into the air.

"On the middle void flame, the art of incineration!" With the help of the earth wall, Mo Wen, who escaped from the earth not far from the left side of the Necromantic Swordsman, held his sword and drank lightly, and a large cloud of orange flames erupted from the tip of the Cloud Shadow Sword, drowning the figure of the Necromantic Swordsman. But in less than a second, a faint green arc of light tore through the flames released by Mo Wen and slashed towards Mo Wen's face.

Although this blow was ferocious, it did not have the indestructible momentum of before, Mo Wen no longer dodged, but swung his sword and took it hard.

Bang dang!

The intersection of the two swords brought out a flash of sparks, and the cold blue mang of the necromantic swordsman and the yin and yang aura of Mo Wen were shaken apart by the huge force.

"Hey!" After a stalemate with the Necromantic Swordsman for a while, Mo Wen exhaled and let out the Necromantic Swordsman's strength, and the cloud shadow slashed against the spine of the Necromantic Swordsman's sword, directly taking the opponent's eye sockets.

Sensing the crisis of instinct, the Necromantic Swordsman immediately retracted his strength, and pressed his sword left with both hands, leading the stab away from Mo Wen.

【Opportunity!】 Mo Wen's eyes flashed, his right hand exerted force, and the black light and white qi on the cloud shadow blade flowed rapidly, wrapping the two-handed sword, and the middle finger of the index finger of his left hand stretched out together, shouting.

"Broken!"

I saw a flash of golden light between Mo Wen's fingers, and the half of the pale skull of the Necromantic Swordsman was knocked away, and the soul fire placed in it swayed.

"Roar!" The Necromantic Swordsman who received this blow let out a sharp roar, and a large green light burst out from his body, and the huge force directly crushed the Yin and Yang spiritual power attached to Mo Wen's sword.

[I'll go, will this guy still have the rage in the Meteor Butterfly Sword? Even if he used his whole body's spiritual power to block the power of the necromancer that came at him, Mo Wen was still a little unstable, and the necromantic swordsman also saw this opportunity and swung his sword at Mo Wen's waist.

Ding Ding!

In the fierce confrontation, the necromantic swordsman took advantage of Mo Wen's unstable center of gravity and launched a ferocious attack, but all of them were blocked by Mo Wen.

Although Mo Wen successfully took the five swords of the Necromantic Swordsman, he was also forced to retreat step by step, and the Necromantic Swordsman's sword momentum became more and more ferocious. Even the two Lori, who were watching not far away, were a little skeptical, and Mo asked if they could defeat this necromantic swordsman - Lias had even begun to prepare spells and was ready to help.

"Roar!" The Necromantic Swordsman, whose sword momentum had reached its peak, leaped high and unleashed its nirvana.

[Finally waited for ......] Mo Wen, who felt that he was locked by the necromantic swordsman's qi, his face was as calm as water, and he held his sword and held his breath. [The more powerful the trick, the easier it is to expose the flaws...... That finger was not strong enough just now, watch me send you to the west heaven this time! 】

[I'll just say, there's no way this guy can't beat the undead.] Noticing the power of the sword in Mo Wen's hand, Lias in the distance breathed a sigh of relief.

In mid-air, the two-handed sword of the Necromantic Swordsman had already been covered tightly by the inky black aura of death; On the ground, fluorescent light flowed on the cloud shadow blade, and the alternating black and white spiritual power seemed to silently show some kind of mysterious truth.

But before the Necromantic Swordsman's sword could be slashed, Mo Wen threw Yun Ying out first.

Jingling!

Although Mo Wen's flying sword was extremely fast, it was still blocked by the necromantic swordmaster's sword. Just as it was about to use the sword in its hand to split the villain below into two pieces, Mo Wen pinched his hands and shouted softly:

"Hurry!"

With Mo Wen's shout, the cloud shadow that was still spinning in mid-air suddenly froze, and then stabbed straight down towards the head of the necromantic swordmaster hanging in the air.

Kela.

Cloud Shadow shattered the remaining half of the skull above the Necromantic Swordsman's skull and plunged deep into its pulsing soul fire.

"Hint: You successfully killed the Necromantic Swordsman and received a Bronze Traveler's Medal with 500 universal points."

"Hint: You completed the side quest - Undead Hunt and received a Bronze Traveler Medal with 500 generic points."

Poof.

As Wan Ling's voice sounded in Mo Wen's mind, the white bones that had lost their strength fell from mid-air and turned into chips in front of Mo Wen.

[With my current combat power, it's still a bit difficult to deal with a guy of this level......] Mo Wen took a breath, stretched out his hand, and Yun Ying flew back into his hand gently.

"Hey, are you alright?" Seeing that Mo Wen was done fighting, Lias pulled Moe Xiang over.

"Of course it's okay......" Mo Wen raised his head, and just wanted to say something, an indescribable chill suddenly came out of his heart, and the feeling that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made Mo Wen freeze in place.

"Well, what's wrong with you?" At the moment when Mo Wen froze, the sensitive Meng Xiang immediately discovered the abnormality of the man in front of him.

"Didn't he say it was okay?" Lias looked up, only to find that Mo Wen didn't say a word. "What's wrong with you?"

"Whew...... It's nothing. Mo Wen was silent for a while, and then let out a sigh, "I was invaded by the power of the necromancy when I fought just now, but it doesn't matter, I've already expelled them." ”

"Oh." Lias didn't doubt it, "Shall we go back now?" ”

"It's fine." Mo Wen nodded, "I'm a little tired, you two take turns keeping vigil tonight, is there a problem?" ”

……

"Hah...... Ha...... Ouyang, how much strength do you still have? The spearman gasped for breath with his spear, his hands trembling, and the dried sweat stuck a few strands of hair on his sideburns to his cheeks.

"I still have a lot of stamina, which should be enough to kill this group of undead." The heavy-armored swordsman said in a deep voice, "Your endurance ability is the weakest, be careful to defend, and the attack will be handed over to me and Li Zi." ”

"I want to, too." The spearman smiled bitterly: "But this group of undead is obviously wise......"

"You can only hold on as best you can now!" The heavily armored swordsman swung his sword and forced back several two-star undead: "This group of guys has a command, we can't break through at all...... Now we can only kill them as best we can, let's do a special move! ”

"That's not going to work." Just as the three of them were about to give it their go, an eerie voice rang in their ears.

"To be able to kill so many of my men, the undead warriors who use your bones to revive will definitely be much stronger than these miscellaneous fish." The undead surrounding the three of them parted like a tide, revealing a figure in a black robe.

"Seven, get rid of them!"

……

In the tent, Mo Wen, who was sitting cross-legged on his sleeping bag, was unable to enter a meditative state for a long time.

[That feeling of falling into an ice cave...... There is absolutely nothing wrong with it, it is a warning of fate! Mo Wen, who had his eyes closed, secretly clenched his fists. Who is trying to kill me? 】