Tang Mo yawned and washed up briefly, and then came to the main house where the Black family was, the purpose was very simple, to eat breakfast. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he was in better health and was able to get up on his own, Tang Mo came here to dine instead of having someone send him to his own separate cabin. Not for any etiquette reasons, but mainly for the convenience of research and learning. Especially some time ago, I was busy "practicing the trumpet".

This is not a waste of time, Mei Weisi has become stronger, which in turn will lead to the progress of Tang Mo's ontology, which is a process of mutual promotion. However, now it seems that Tang Mo's body will be the one who will drag his feet sooner or later.

"Good morning, Blake. Good morning, Lady Hannah. And the little ones. Tang Mo greeted the Blake family very familiarly, he had been eating and drinking here for nothing for more than two years, but he was very familiar with them.

But it's a little strange today, Blake's face is cloudy, and Aunt Hannah also has a sad face, and she doesn't have the bold and generous appearance on weekdays. In comparison, the monetization of several children is different.

The boss Paul was a little envious, a little worried, and more still very painful. The second Marcos looks a little uneasy, but also excited?

Little Dorothy was seven years old, and the little guy was very happy to see Tang Mo come in, and suddenly threw herself into his arms, pulling him and refusing to let go.

"Mr. Momiji, you're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. "Dorothy is carefree, completely untouched by the rest of the family. She smiled happily, diluting the Blakes' worries.

Considering Knell City's embarrassing position in Youtan, Tang Mo didn't tell them his real name. Whether it is Victor Cleveland or the hibiscus coat of arms, it is not appropriate for them to know, and the less such ordinary people know, it is a good thing for them.

Tang Mo only told the Black family that he was an adventurer, a wandering mage, whose name was Red Leaves. Of course, this is to commemorate the adventure in the Momiji Swamp, and Momiji's pseudonym Tang Mo himself thinks it's not bad, and the Blake family doesn't doubt it.

Most of the so-called wandering mages are born commoners, and they have no orthodox lineage and no formal education. Of course, there are also down-and-out noble mages or academy mages who are forced to join the ranks. The fall of the family, the pursuit of enemies, and the intrigue of the court...... And so on and so forth.

Adventurers are different from mercenaries, who are organized in various countries, usually accept tasks through mercenary guilds, and will also accept the employment of nobles or requisition by the state in wartime. Mercenaries must have at least two professions, and they must pay a certain deposit to register before they become the lowest-level mercenary group.

Adventurers, this one is much simpler. As long as they are officially employed, they can be declared to be homeless people at any time and in any place, except that they have two brushes in their hands and do not have to rely on begging or stealing chickens and dogs to get by. When necessary, they can also join mercenary groups or be hired, with a high degree of freedom.

Adventurers, with wandering mages, it makes sense. As for the name of Momiji, many civilians do not have a surname, and the name is also messy and can be called as you want, which is very common.

"Ah, here you are. Aunt Hannah's voice was still very loud, but it sounded a little low, and she seemed a little weak.

The breakfast was quite rich, but it was nothing more than some bread, fruit, some cheese and the like, Tang Mo no longer had much hope for the diet of this world. This is already very good, and many poor people can't even afford bread at home. Even in the homes of the rich and noble, it is not satisfactory.

Tang Mo began to eat, but the others didn't seem to mean it, except for Dorothy, who was holding a large piece of cheese and eating it very comfortably.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong?" Being stared at by several people, Tang Mo endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help it, he asked, "What happened?"

Blake said hesitantly, "I was going to wait until you've had breakfast." ”

He handed over an envelope, and said with some fear and some expectation: "In the morning, I found this in the mailbox. ”

"Oh, a letter. Who sent it. Tang Mo looked at the envelope left and right with some curiosity. The envelope is black and red, with some eerie patterns painted on it, and some undead motifs as decoration.

"It's vulgar fun. Tang Mo muttered.

It was clear that the letter had been opened, and the Blakes had seen the contents, and he guessed that this was what had caused the family to be weird.

"The messenger came last night, and no one has seen the messenger. But definitely, yes, this letter can't be faked. The letter was placed in the mailbox outside the gate. Blake was a little incoherent, and it seemed that the situation was far beyond his expectations and control.

Tang Mo said a little helplessly: "I don't mean who sent it...... Of course I know it's the messenger. I mean who sent it, and what did he say?"

Blake looked a little agitated, and he argued, "You don't know, it's not an ordinary messenger, I mean it's certainly not a living person...... and he was caught up in his imagination, very nervous. After a while, he continued, "You ask who sent it?"

"Look here!" Blake pointed to the envelope, and Tang Mo realized that there was an inconspicuous emblem hidden in a pile of undead patterns.

The pattern of the emblem is two palms crossed together. It may be a little reluctant to say that the palm of the hand is barely suitable, and the hand that has been skinned is barely suitable. The palm of the hand is not large, which is relative to the fingers, which have only three fingers, which is almost three times the length of the palm. The fingers are also skinned, and the bone joints are protruding, long and sharp, like sharp claws.

Tang Mo looked at Blake probingly, the man swallowed his saliva, and said bitterly: "Bone claw." This is the Bone Claw!"

"So, what exactly are the Bone Claws? What are they trying to do?"

"I don't know, no one has seen them. ”

Paul suddenly interjected, "I've seen it!"

Aunt Hannah glared at him, and Paul shrank his head back and sat back in his seat.

"Oh, tell me, what do they look like?" Tang Mo asked with interest.

Paul glanced at Aunt Hannah and saw that she was unorganized, so he said with fear and pride: "They are very tall, but they are less than three meters, I am sure." ”

Three meters is three meters, close to three meters in height, this can be regarded as a large undead creature, Tang Mo nodded, and motioned for Paul to continue.

"They looked like they had been skinned alive, but there was no blood on their skin, and the blood had dried up over time. ”

"The red robes, they were wearing tattered red robes, their entire arms and stomachs were exposed, and the surface was the same cyan as the corpses, and some red. ”

"The head looks like a skeleton, but most of the place is covered with that kind of skin and muscles, except for the mouth, and the teeth are all exposed. And the eyes, like two red lanterns. ”

Does this look a bit like zombies or skeletons? Or does it have the advantages of both? Is it an improved breed? Tang Mo also doesn't like this kind of corpse skeleton and the like, but he just doesn't like it, and he is not afraid.

This is not bragging, if you really want to encounter this kind of thing when you were still on Earth before, it will definitely be how far you can run. But now it's different, for what you have a certain understanding of yourself and can effectively fight against, no matter how much fear is limited, most of the fear of human beings comes from the unknown and ignorance.

Not to mention, I also fought head-on with the undead creatures once, that time in the sewers of Deathknell City, and it turned out that spells were still very effective in dealing with undead creatures.

"Those two hands, do you see them clearly?" Tang Mo asked, this question was the point, those two claws were not ordinary at first glance.

"The fingers are long. Paul gestured and said, "I guess it's about a meter long." ”

Tang Mo's face also changed: "Are you sure?"

Paul gestured again and said, "Yes, I'm sure, less than a meter, but not much." You know I'm determined to be a big businessman, and I'm sensitive to numbers, Mr. Mage. ”

This is not good, such long claws, Tang Mo doesn't think that they are used to shake hands with people. It's clear that this undead creature is slender and sharp, with razor-like claws that can deal a lot of physical damage to enemies in a short period of time, and if they get close, it's terrible for a mage.

The Undead are immune to many control and immobilize spells, and in a way, are more annoying than thieves. "I just hope the bone claw isn't too fast. Tang Mo frowned and thought about what to do if he encountered such an enemy.

Paul said with some uncertainty: "It seems that they will suddenly disappear, and that day they will suddenly disappear." ”

Tang Mo was startled and disappeared? Suddenly disappeared? This is stealth, right? The size is so big, the strength is definitely not weak, those two claws are the same as razors, not big knives and axes or the like, this attack speed must not be bad, so the agility is not low, and now you can still sneak......

And the control spell, the best spider web technique to deal with the undead in the initial stage, is estimated to be not easy to use, because the bone claw is very powerful, and it can't restrict his movements.

Come to think of it, a combination of greasy spells and fireballs is more appropriate, provided that they can't be brought close.

"Why weren't you arrested by them at that time?" Tang Mo asked with some curiosity, "They must have discovered you, are these undead very talkative?"

Before Paul could reply, Blake slapped him in the head, just like he had done two years earlier.

With a "snap", Paul retracted aggrievedly. Blake said with satisfaction: "No matter how you say this country, the living and the dead will live in the same country, and there will be some restraint between each other. Nor would the king and the nobles allow casual killing. ”

"But you're still scared, aren't you?"

"It's scary for a dead person to get up. "Blake is very happy, this seems to him to be commonplace, how can a living man be a match for a dead man?