"You're in good hands, human. The sword-wielding corpse head tilted its head and smiled, revealing a mouth full of jagged fangs, looking both haughty and terrifying, "When you die, I will make you the strongest corpse derivative of my men." To be honest, I'm looking forward to that. However, you have to remember those skills in life, and I have always believed that the undead who have forgotten their memories will be useless. ”

It stepped back as it spoke, its pale green sword deftly swung in its hand, and the creature once again disappeared into the darkness.

Human, not living, is an interesting term. Barrett thought as she took a few steps forward, standing under the hole in the roof, bathing her body in the moonlight.

He doesn't have the same "dark vision" as underground creatures such as dwarves, and only the "dim vision" that he has cultivated through repeated efforts, so Barrett can only keep himself in the light so that he can better capture the attack of the hidden corpse.

Barrett was on guard, looking for an opportunity, "Playing your pointless sneak attack tricks again?" he kept sarcastic, trying to provoke the other party, "Are you so afraid to fight me head-on, eh? Or are you a shy and shy little girl before you died, and now you still retain the shy nature of your life?"

There was no voice in the darkness to answer.

Barrett slowly spun around, his eyes scanning the surrounding visibility, but he didn't notice anything. The corpse demon is an undead creature that is particularly good at stealing, and this guy with good skills is the best among them. Even with Barrett's very keen senses, he couldn't find a single thing.

Helpless, he could only continue to attack with his mouth cannon, "Oh, I forgot to ask you, are you male or female? Sorry, I don't actually know if there is a male and female difference between corpse demon and garbage, maybe you can kindly tell me this." Or maybe after you become a corpse demon, the warning can't distinguish between male and female, because the following will all look the same?"

There was still silence in the darkness.

Isn't it gone, Barrett was suspicious in his heart, but his mouth kept talking, "Don't you want to say yes? It doesn't matter, after I kill you, I'll take off the torn armor on your body and take a closer look." Maybe I'll take a part of your body as a trophy and sell it to some eccentric female mage who likes to collect, if you really have one. After he finished speaking, he felt uncomfortable.

Barrett couldn't say these harsh words before, thanks to the vanished dwarven companion.

Finally, the pale green blade struck from behind again. Barrett turned to parry, and the two swords intersected again, continuing the previous dance of death. Its attacks are less calm, more ruthless and irritable than before, which makes Barrett easier to deal with.

The corpse demon was still angry, and he could feel it from the other party's attack. It seems that one of his own words really stimulates it, but what is it? Barrett parried and pondered, hoping to find some opportunity in it.

The opponent couldn't attack for a long time, let out a disdainful "hum", and then prepared to sink into the darkness again. Barrett chased after him, exchanging offense and defense, but still let the other party "escape" back into the darkness.

Of all the enemies our barbarian adventurers have encountered, this guy can be ranked in the top five in terms of martial arts alone, and it is even more difficult. Not only is it not weaker than Barrett, but it is also very good at hiding and taking advantage of the darkness.

However, it is not good at using the advantages of the undead!

The sneak attack was difficult to guard against, but in between each attack, it gave Barrett plenty of respite. The soreness in his shoulders and arms had healed, and his strength was slowly regaining.

If this corpse demon leader continues to choose to stand with Barrett head-on to the end as before, using the great advantage of the undead in this dead space to slowly drag him down, then Barrett really has no good way but to escape.

But it didn't, which is what Barrett would have liked to see. However, why is it like this? Is it because the other side does not have enough combat experience? It doesn't seem to look like it in terms of skill.

Barrett guarded her back as she continued to search her mind for answers. His battle perception formed after countless fierce battles, he faintly felt that this somewhat strange thing would be the breakthrough of this battle.

"No matter how desperate a battle is, there will be a chance of victory, it just depends on whether you can seize it. This is the experience he has summed up after countless bloody battles.

At this moment, the sound of breaking the sky came from behind him again. Barrett returned his sword to parry, but instead of hearing the sound of the two swords intersecting as usual, he struck a strange round object into the air.

Barrett recognized the object. It was a head, the head of a corpse demon he had killed earlier.

Oops, fooled!

He screamed in his heart, and at this moment, a pale green sword went straight to his neck, and the tip of the sword almost touched his throat. Barrett leaned back very reluctantly, narrowly avoiding the kiss of the goddess of death to him, and then rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment to open up the distance, and when he got up, he swept again to prevent the other party from chasing, which was the only way to defuse the sneak attack.

"Whew, whew......" Barrett gasped as he touched his neck, death so close that his throat was almost torn again.

The unidentified corpse leader stood at the edge of the moonlight, looking at Barrett with a sinister expression, "Nindyn vel'uss kyorl nind ratha thalTa elghinn dal lit alust (When you only pay attention to the back, death will come immediately). It then changed to the lingua franca, "You are no match for me, human." In the darkness, I will be invincible, and you will never be able to defeat me. ”

Its name for Barrett means that it was not a human at the time of its death, and only non-human races have such habits. And it is also better at using darkness than the undead, and it is not weak in frontal combat, but it is more accustomed to sneak attacks. It always spoke with an inexplicable contempt and arrogance, and not only that, but its tricky, vicious fighting skills must have been brought about by the experience of life.

The answer is coming!

This corpse demon must have been a drow, a dark elf, a dark elf with a lot of habits in life! And the best way to deal with Drow is - Light!

Most undead creatures are also afraid of light, but they are not afraid of the light of ordinary lighting, but rather of the blazing and vibrant sunlight of the day, which is not the case with dark elves, and any strong light will cause discomfort to them.

Barrett hopes that the corpse demon in front of him still retains this weakness in life, or rather, hopes that it habitually thinks that it still has this weakness.

"Undefeated? Hehe, no one is undefeated, not even mages and gods dare to say such a big thing that makes people laugh. He walked towards the moonlight again, and as he went, using the shield to block, he quietly removed the bracers from his hands and put them into the spatial ring.

He needs to increase his attack speed so that he can kill with one hit!

"And you'll face defeat sooner than you think!" Barrett strode towards the other man, the distance between the two sides getting closer and closer, and just as the corpse leader once again tried to hide in the darkness with a disdainful face, Barrett raised his hand and threw something at it - a stone with 'light spell'.

The stone flew directly in front of the corpse demon with a bright, soft light, although the light was not dazzling at all, but the latter still showed a panicked expression, and subconsciously closed his eyes, shielding the light with his arms.

Barrett took advantage of this rare opportunity to walk in front of the corpse demon leader with an arrow, holding a sword in both hands and slashing at it with all his strength.

The corpse leader squinted slightly in the soft light, and his eyes showed horror. It raised its sword to block, but its hasty parry could not withstand Barrett's brutal attack.

With great force, the Iron Bride smashed open the pale green sword and slashed at the head of the corpse leader. The latter reluctantly tilted his head and let the sword strike him in the shoulder, avoiding the consequences of his head being split in half.

However, this does not make much practical sense.

After Barrett slashed at the opponent's shoulder with his long sword, the huge force slashed its collarbone and ribs one after another, and then went all the way down, slashing the corpse leader diagonally into two pieces.

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