The world is desolate, the lifeless earth is covered with layers of yellow sand and dust, and the occasionally bare surface is crisscrossed with ravines, like cracked and torn skin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a land of death.

In the distance, the sky was dark and cloudy, and the slightest unusual breath came out of the blowing wind, as if a sandstorm was coming.

There was a rare tree growing on a small gently raised sand dune nearby, but judging by the dry and curly branches, it was clear that the old tree had reached the end of its life.

Rustling......

An undead made entirely of bones roamed the dunes, and from the footprints behind it, it had come a long way.

Suddenly, the shattered gravel next to it trembled, but the sluggish undead apparently didn't notice, and dragged the mutilated leg bone to itself.

Quiet......

I am a dead thing without life, I am an inconspicuous piece of sand.

If someone looks closely at this time, they will find that under the trembling stones, a pair of deep and hollow eye sockets are watching the outside world, and the unique soul fire shows that the owner of these eye sockets is also a white bone undead.

Luo Lan tried to hide herself better. The perfect covert sneak attack can reduce the danger of battle and catch the enemy off guard.

He knew that the undead outside were definitely not as simple as they seemed on the surface, the ordinary weak undead would only wander around when it was dark, and the strong light during the day would have a burning effect on the skeletons, and the undead not far in front of him had obviously survived for a long time before they could be exposed to the sun unscrupulously.

The bone palm gradually clenched, he didn't remember that he had come to this ghost world for a few days, from the moment he opened his eyes and saw his jagged white bone palm, he knew that everything had changed, and he only remembered one name that belonged to him vaguely, Luo Lan.

As for the rest, he couldn't remember, and if he thought about it for a long time, the soul fire in his skull would flicker and flicker, as if it would be extinguished at any moment. Too weak a soul to carry too much information. Luo Lan didn't know if this was hell, but he didn't want to try the feeling of dying again, so he knew how to observe and endure more than his peers.

The lame undead gradually approached, and finally entered Luo Lan's best attack range.

That's when Luo Lan jumped up, the thin skeleton burst out all the power that had been accumulating, and the sand and dust scattered in the air, and he burst out of the sand, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, opening its fangs, and the sharp stone in his hand smashed into the skull of the lame undead.

He is good at using tools and increasing the destructive power, which is his experience after several hunts.

The short distance leaped in an instant at the speed of his burst, and the lame undead's back was exposed, and he deliberately waited until the enemy had passed before launching a surprise attack behind him.

The lame undead sensed something was wrong behind him, and suddenly turned his head to see a thin humanoid skeleton, the bones of his body were covered with variegated spots, as if the metal was rusty, apparently eroded by impurities from the soil for a long time, and severely weathered.

"Fragile Existence......" The lame undead sent out a staccato message of thought, and then his eyes flashed fiercely, and although he was surprised by the sudden appearance of the skeleton, his men showed no mercy, and the bone arm was reversed to the seemingly weak enemy.

Luo Lan didn't expect the enemy to be able to react in such a short time, but he didn't think that he would be able to solve the enemy at once, so he quickly changed the angle of his right hand and smashed the rough stone at the undead's arm.

Click!

The polished hard rock smashed the arm of the lame powerful undead, this was a blow that Luo Lan had been accumulating for a long time, and with a rapid impact speed, it was definitely the strongest blow. Under the collision of the two, the bone arm of the lame undead was suddenly smashed out of the crack, and at the same time, there was a crisp sound at the joint where it met the shoulder.

The skeletal arm of the lame undead had been disjointed by Luo Lan's blow to the stone hammer, and it seemed that it would fall off at any time when it hung on its body. As an undead, it naturally does not let out the miserable howls of ordinary people, and there is no pain in the broken arm, but the left arm that cannot be commanded gives it great inconvenience.

Luo Lan succeeded in the blow, did not stop at all, raised his leg, kicked the enemy with a flying kick, and at the same time raised his right hand again, and the sharp stone tip attacked the opponent's neck bone.

Although the collision just now also bounced off his arm, and the stone almost fell out of his hand, the advantages of the undead are reflected, if it is a normal human arm, it is estimated that it has been shocked and painful at this time, but it will not cause harm to the undead.

Punching and kicking, using both hands and feet, a set of attacks is naturally used, it seems to be Roland's instinctive reaction, and he is extremely proficient.

The situation was completely beyond the control of the undead at the foot of the slope, it didn't know that the weakest newborn skeleton could burst out with such a powerful force, and just wanted to stretch out its right hand to fight back, when suddenly its body was kicked, and it immediately couldn't grasp its center of gravity and fell to the ground.

His strength is clearly not as strong as mine...... Feeling the force coming from his body, the lame undead launched a frantic struggle after falling, desperately rolling on the yellow sand, and the right hand that he could still control grabbed into the air, trying to grab the weak undead and turn defeat into victory.

It's a pity that this battle was already doomed from the beginning, Luo Lan, who was holding a stone weapon, charged a sneak attack, so that the lame undead who were not far behind had no advantage.

Luo Lan's bony palm seemed to turn into a steel hoop, tightly grasping a bone on the enemy's body, withstanding a huge struggle, allowing the prey to scratch on his body, and even tearing off a rib, saying that he would not let go.

In this world of the jungle, if you want to survive, you must not only be ruthless to your enemies, but even more so to yourself.

The fallen prey was still struggling, and Luo Lan just raised the sharp stone tip of his right hand without saying a word, and smashed it firmly on the skull of the undead at the foot of the slope.

With successive attacks, he could feel the struggle of the prey beneath him getting weaker and weaker. Finally, with a "click", the slope foot undead completely stopped struggling, and its skull shattered.

Seeing that the hunt was successful, Roland's consciousness welled up with joy, but he did not let his guard down. At this time, an unusual wind suddenly blew from a distance, mixed with dust and yellow sand, blowing in the face. After only a few days of awakening, he didn't know what it meant, and after making sure there were no other undead around, he dragged his unconscious prey up and quickly came to a rock under the dunes.

Luo Lan walked to the side of the rock, revealing a small deep hole, its thin body just enough to squeeze into.

After going deep into the cave without the slightest light, Luo Lan sat on the ground with a heavy ass. The darkness did not block his vision, and although he had no eyeballs, the soul thoughts in his body could help him see his surroundings. This dark home gives him a sense of security and comfort more than the light outside, and yes, this deep and narrow cave is his home.

For most of the low-level undead, a sturdy, dark cavern is undoubtedly an ideal habitat for them, hiding from the scorching light and not being vulnerable to danger. Compared with the usual can only use yellow sand to bury themselves I don't know how many times, often I wake up after a few days of sleeping in the wind and sand, and have been buried under the sand pile more than ten meters thick, sometimes if it is buried too deep, it may be crushed by the strong pressure and the bones can not climb out.

Looking at the soul fire of the prey that was constantly escaping, Luo Lan was like a hungry ghost encountering a delicious feast, leaning over the skull of a lame undead and sucking it up.

The beating soul fire constantly turned into silk threads and was fused into Luo Lan's own soul. He could feel his soul grow slightly. As I continued to absorb, the feeling of comfort rippled through my consciousness, and the feeling was almost unstoppable. As a skeletal undead, ordinary people's sense of smell and taste has been lost, and only when he sucks his soul can he bring him temporary solace.

As the flame of the opponent's soul continued to be absorbed, fragments of memory also came from among the lame undead. It was as if he saw an undead awaken from awakening, then slash and devour his companions to become stronger, and then leave the birthplace to grab more undead to devour, but he encountered a stronger undead in a wasteland in the east, and ran away after being wounded in the leg, wandering constantly hoping to devour the weak undead to repair his injuries, only to finally encounter his own accidental death.

These fragments are just a flash, and there are many discontinuities and blurs in them. However, Luo Lan still found many useful things from it.

First of all, there is a powerful undead presence on the plains of the East. Secondly, compared to the original place of this lame undead, the undead of his own sand dunes seem to be very rare. Another discovery is that ordinary undead can control the power of the undead to make their bodies stronger after constantly absorbing the fire of the undead.

In the first few times he killed the nearby undead, he had never obtained this information, and some of them were silent and vague images, probably because the prey was too weak and only in the nascent stage, so he couldn't get any information.

The skeleton of the lame undead who had lost the soul fire was scattered all over the place, Luo Lan relied on the connection to find the rib that had been broken before, and clicked directly on the fracture to connect it, he carried the undead dead qi to continuously repair the wound, and after a while, it was already intact as new.

It was only a minor injury to him, and as long as there was enough undead power, it could be repaired quickly. But a comminuted fracture can be costly, or losing one's own bones like a lame undead can be serious.

The undead body is linked by soul flames and the power of death, and it is definitely not something that can be used by finding a bone to connect it when it is broken, at least in his current understanding.

cleared the useless lame undead skeleton out of the cave, but Luo Lan was almost killed.

Outside, the wind howled, carrying countless yellow sand and gravel raging and roaring on the earth, and standing in the wind was like being scraped by a piece of sharp blades. Thanks to him, he just stood at the entrance of the cave and returned to the cave in time without being harmed.

Even under his spiritual sense, there was a four-legged undead who had just woken up and wanted to wander out of the bright light, but as soon as he climbed out of the ground, he was unfortunately smashed on the skull by a rolled sand stone, and then blown by the death storm, the soul fire dissipated.

Luo Lan was so frightened that she stayed in her nest for a long time. It wasn't until he felt that the storm outside had stopped that he dared to continue wandering and hunting.