Ye Guyun quickly confirmed the identity of his boss of the group. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Bite~

His long sword slammed into one of the cervical vertebrae, and the skeleton on the opposite side immediately split into two parts, the skull flew away, and the rest fell to the ground. The skeleton was destroyed, but a gap appeared in the blade of his sword.

Frowning and sighing, Ye Guyun put the remnant sword back into its sheath. In the end, it is just an ordinary iron sword, no more than a bone chopping knife, cutting on the bone is easy to break the blade, especially the bone frame here, which has been tempered for a long time by a strong negative energy, and has become extremely hard, but the Chinese long sword he uses is light and elegant, pursuing sharpness and toughness, and it is slightly insufficient in stiffness, and it is more prone to such problems.

"Well, paddle!"

Ye Guyun didn't want to break all his long swords.

He would never have imagined that he would be restrained to death by the lowest level of undead creatures like skeletons.

It's not that there's no way.

In fact, he could have knocked down these damn skeletons in pieces with his sword qi or his powerful fists. However, you can't do that, it's not worth it! How can you spend your limited and precious internal strength on a group of skeletons? This is the beginning of the journey!

Ye Guyun stood by helplessly, and he felt even more depressed when he saw his teammates' efficient and concise fighting methods.

In the end, the natives of this world are more able to deal with the monsters of this world!

The Holy Warrior really deserves to be the nemesis of the undead, and at this moment Kent is a skeleton harvester, with a wave of the two-handed sword in his hand, a piece of bone frame will fall, fierce and relaxed, just like playing mowing the grass.

In comparison, Weiss, who was also in the front row, was obviously much inferior in clearing monsters, but the combination of broadblade heavy sword and heavy shield she used was always effective enough, taking one away with a single blow, concise and freehand.

The black and white bears are wantonly showing the style of painting that suits their size, accompanied by bursts of sinister laughter, a pair of axes flying up and down, and then you see the broken bones on the ground, violent enough, wild enough, as if showing a cult movie that can most stimulate adrenaline.

Mephis, on the other hand, was much quieter. Unafraid of epidemics and toxins, she has no scruples about making physical contact with skeletons or even zombies, so she just makes solid moves to take down her enemies properly. Occasionally, when he was unhappy, he willfully formed a large ball of god-given flames and burned all the ugliness in front of him.

The flames from Mephis are still a small battle, and the big battle is of course Frank, who is a mage. What Burning Hands, Scorching Wind, Fireballs, Concentrated Flames...... One is more gorgeous than the other (why are they all fire-based plastic spells?, because they can restrain undead creatures~). Although Frank's shot is actually very restrained (the number of spells prepared is limited), as long as he shoots, it will definitely trigger a dazzling light and shadow effect, bringing a cloud of heavy color to this gray area, and when the curtain ends, you will find that a large number of monsters have been wiped out - he meows, this is the rhythm of online game monster farming!

However, this is not the most diao-evil, the most powerful one is Pastor Tour, who always seems to have a serious face!

At this stage of the battle, there is no doubt that it is low-end, but Tour's is always carefully observing, and once he finds that a teammate may be caught in a flank, regardless of whether he can cope with it or not, he will immediately send a "blow to the necromancy" to break the encirclement that has not yet formed. The tactile sense is sharp and the movements are timely, which is definitely good enough as an assister.

But his true strength still has to be reflected in the cleaning of monsters.

Whenever a large wave of skeletons and zombies suddenly appeared on the ground, he saw Tur holding up his holy emblem, chanting words in his mouth, and he shouted, "Disperse!", a circle of majestic divine power immediately emerged, and then swung around like a tide, and the undead within 20 yards were either immediately annihilated or fell to the ground, and the strongest inevitably ran in all directions.

The grandeur of the scene and the remarkable effect are jaw-dropping.

Ye Guyun already knew that almost every priest had the ability to "dispel the undead", which was specialized in restraining the undead (the corresponding ability of the evil priest was "command the undead"). But because of its "standard" attributes, Ye Guyun never expected this ability to be so powerful. However, after seeing the superior effect of this ability in the hands of Tour, he knew that his cognition needed to be corrected, although this superior effect must be more due to the strength of Tour's own power.

Looking back on myself, this is really ...... Why is the gap between people so big?

In the midst of the depression, he felt a chill behind him for no reason, and without thinking about it, Ye Guyun immediately waved the long sword with the scabbard in his hand and swept it back. Unexpectedly, this blow seemed to be swept into the air, empty, and failed to hit any real thing.

Is this a failure?

Ye Guyun couldn't believe it, he never thought that the sneak attacker would be able to avoid his fast sword, but this feeling was so clear...... Could it be that there is no sneak attacker behind it at all?

It can't be! The coldness is clearly discerning, as if someone is deliberately blowing cool air on the back of the neck!

Confined to the inescapable laws of physics, his body was brought out of balance by this missed sword, his body was half-turned, and his head was twisted with it, only then did he suddenly see that the sneak attacker really existed, it was a faint gray-black translucent humanoid figure that fluttered and flickered.

Wraiths?

Ye Guyun's scalp tingled for a moment, because he saw that the resentful spirit that was close at hand had raised its claws!

He tried his best to dodge, but his unbalanced body didn't allow him to do so. Just as he gritted his teeth and prepared to resist, a small cloud of pure white aura flew in, striking the resentful spirit with precision, stopping its attack-no!

The resentful spirit let out a terrible and unwilling scream, and Ye Guyun finally stabilized his body after a stumble. Looking back, I found that it was the priest Tur who had just praised and complained in my heart who had given a helping hand. Tur didn't say anything, and immediately turned his head again, leaving Ye Guyun with the back of his head that he didn't know whether he was dissatisfied or disdainful.

Rao is Ye Guyun is used to being cold and arrogant, and he can't help but be embarrassed at this time.

Maybe it was really deliberate, the various skeletons and zombies that had been continuously and inexplicably appearing before also came to a halt at this time, and a rare gap appeared in the tight battle, and after clearing the few remnants of the enemy, everyone stopped moving forward, stopped here, resting and replenishing.

"Mr. Commander-in-Chief, good skills!"

The girl gave a thumbs up and praised with reverence. Needless to say, this is a blatant mockery.

Twitching his face and lowering his head, Ye Guyun sat down wordlessly, raised his head suddenly, and carefully glanced at the ground around him.

On the other side, Frank, who was wiping his sweat, had automatically defended Ye Guyun: "He's just not familiar with it." ”

"Maybe he should change his weapon," Kentt chimed in, "and honestly, I think the sword he's wielding is too fragile and slender! not even as good as the elves' usual daggers." ”

"It's just an ordinary iron sword," Frank frowned and spread his hands, full of helplessness, "no enchantments, no runes, no inlays, no enhancements." ”

"Oh, then I really admire him! With an ordinary iron sword, he dares to come here and hang around. Faith sarcastically said again, then looked at her brother, "Maybe you should do something." ”

"Need help?" Tur asked earnestly. He thought that Frank might not have prepared an enhanced spell, so he hadn't attached an enhancement effect to Ye Guyun's sword, and if that was the case, he planned to take care of it.

Whether it's arcane or magical, there are spells that can add all kinds of magical effects to a weapon in a short period of time, making the most ordinary weapon as powerful as a legendary weapon. The enchantment step at the time of forging a weapon is nothing more than a temporary effect that becomes permanent and constant.

"No, you don't. Frank replied apologetically, "You don't know about his ability system, and he can't benefit from enchantments." ”

Tours raised an eyebrow and said no more.

Frank looked at Ye Guyun, first coughed lightly twice, and then spoke, Xu was to take care of the other party's emotions, his tone was cautious: "Saphius, this bastard of the resentful spirit is actually a spirit creature, and ordinary physical attacks can't cause damage to it......"

"I know, I've already experienced it once, and I'll hand over similar things to you later," Ye Guyun replied calmly, quite self-deprecating, but his scanning around did not stop, and with a frown, he asked, "It's strange, since this is an ancient battlefield, why is it so clean that there is not even a single abandoned spear, even if it is destroyed." ”

"You're going to change your spear for a weapon?" Frank guessed his idea at once, and said something that would completely dispel the idea, "No, it won't be." Decades have passed, and even if the various equipment left behind can withstand the erosion of time and does not decay, it will have long been picked up by the endless stream of adventurers. After all, it's just weird, not extremely dangerous, and it can't stop adventurers who want to make a fortune. ”

"Heh, then the only way to continue to use the long sword is to break it, anyway, it's just an ordinary long sword. Ye Guyun smiled bitterly.

"Well, we have a way. The black and white bears glanced at each other, and then McCarty whispered.

"Huh?"

Twin Bears seemed to be unaccustomed to the feeling of being watched by many big people, so he pulled the small backpack behind him and rummaged through it. Small backpack? Yes. It was a large backpack when it set out, and when most of the contents were unloaded into the watchtower, it became a small backpack.

In a short time, the two of them took out three half-length iron rods with thick mouths and a magnificently shaped gun head from their backpacks. The iron rod and the gun head are obviously matching, and the surface has the same kind of low-key and mysterious dark lines, and the connecting ends also have the same structure, not threads, and there is no such advanced thing now, but a more primitive wedge. However, the original structure does not mean that it is not easy to use, and when it is connected, the two sides of the interface are tightly connected, and even a small gap can not be found.

"It's a trophy and a spare weapon. We found the head in a ruin, which was actually damaged. Thankfully, we didn't abandon it, but brought it back for Master Derotan and Master Evis to see. Haha, they say, this was supposed to be a legendary-level weapon! We spent a lot of money repairing it - the work of two masters, of course - and were going to sell it to the masters of the guns for a high price, but we didn't have time to do it yet. And Dirkku will shoot and simply carry it in his bag as a spare weapon. McCarty said.

Ye Guyun took the connected spear and looked at it silently. Needless to say, this must be a magic weapon, and I don't know what powerful effects are attached to it. Ye Guyun didn't care, after all, once all the enchantments were used with internal force, it was equivalent to no longer existing, so he only required the basic attributes, the length was sufficient, the weight was appropriate, and the gun was sharp. In fact, he has no choice, there is only this spear here and now, and he has to use it if he doesn't like it, otherwise he can only give up the plan to make a spear, but fortunately, this spear is very suitable in all aspects.

"It's called the Phantom Wind Lance, and it has a variety of wonderful functions, first of all, it can change shapes..."

According to McAti's guidance, Ye Guyun withdrew his internal force and focused on trying to link with this magical spear with his will. It was very effective, and the spear head, which was originally a twisted flame shape, was converted into a most standard steel gun head according to his intentions. Dancing with satisfaction, he turned a deaf ear to McCarty's introduction behind him.

"Why don't you use your fighting skills?" Mephis's bright face, who had not spoken, was full of puzzlement, "Your fighting skills are even better than mine!

"Yes, why not?" shouted Kent, the old boy who was now in heat, and the gesture of kneeling and licking Mephis was as disgusting as the black and white bear kneeling and licking Frank.

"Not everyone is as immune to epidemics and toxins as you," Ye Guyun replied with a faint smile, half-turning, looking at Frank and Tur, "And your dispel spell is ineffective against me, once you get hit, it will be very troublesome, so I have to avoid physical contact with these monsters as much as possible." ”

"Of course, I have a way to cut out physical contact, but it's too expensive to be worth it for a few skeletons and zombies. ”