Teng Yunshen doesn't think it's a normal thing to come back from the dead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, if someone told him that the unborn children lived in some paradise, and that the wizard had taken them out of there and found them a suitable mother, he might have believed it.

However, coming back from the dead is not the same. If people can return from death, Jiang Xiaoxiao and Su Ruiwen will not mourn for last night's withering. Perhaps, the magic of resurrection does exist, but it must be very expensive.

The wizard in front of him is just ...... Undead.

In a sense, the undead are also a form of resurrection, but after all, it is a flawed and incomplete thing.

Even before becoming a wizard, Teng Yunshen had heard of the phenomenon caused by the undead, a culture that was born in the era of ignorance and continues to this day.

From the beginning, shamans had the responsibility of communicating with the dead, and they would even become high-ranking priests as a result. It is believed that the souls of our ancestors will protect future generations. And wizards are the bridge between the present and the dead worlds. They get supernatural powers from it.

Of course, before that, the so-called undead were nothing more than a virtual thing to him.

Teng Yun stared deeply into the wizard's eyes. That eye was unchanging, filled with the smell of death.

The wizard laughed. It was an extremely unnatural smile, as if someone had tampered with his expression using image processing software. Having said that, though, a man with only half a face, his face is scary anyway.

Teng Yunshen wasn't too scared. In the eyes of mortals, the haunted undead can be an invincible goblin, a troublesome problem. But he's a wizard, and that's what he does.

He has played video games, and the undead are a popular option for low-level monsters, and they tend to be pure experience points.

When the dead wizard lay on the ground and played the role of a corpse, he was a little ...... Unhappy. Now, the wizard is on his feet. In his mind, the will to fight trumped everything else.

"Huh. The wizard opened his mouth and made a sound similar to breathing.

Teng Yunshen gave him a few bullets. The bullet was embedded in his body, and it seemed to be no different from hitting a living body, and flesh was flying.

The wizard stumbled over like the worst marionette. He didn't feel the pain, he was dead.

Teng Yunshen stopped shooting and quickly retreated. The wizard's speed is safe, but who knows if he will suddenly speed up? If he is a living corpse in a video game, Teng Yunshen can knock off his head to stop him from continuing to move, but unfortunately, this is not a game, and besides, he only has half a head left.

The wizard raised his arm and pointed at the man who had killed him.

Teng Yunshen decided to change to a big guy. The bullets of the submachine gun were not painful for the wizard, he did not need to waste one bullet less, the bullet should be reserved for the living who would be beaten to the death.

He opened the Pot of Winter. Yan Han shouted loudly, and before he could give the order, he couldn't wait to pounce on the wizard.

Teng Yunshen felt that something was wrong, and the situation was not quite right...... His idea was soon confirmed.

The sorcerer draws on the energy of Winter. He strengthened himself in the bitter cold, stronger than he had ever lived.

Teng Yunshen once made the judgment that the power of winter only causes harm to living creatures. At this moment, he realized that his knowledge of "living creatures" was not sufficient. The word "living" represents not only flesh and blood, but also true vitality.

Therefore, his attempt to freeze the corpse failed, and the frozen corpse in front of him, which was between life and death, backfired.

Teng Yun covered the pot of winter and put it on the booth at hand. He took out the key and prepared for battle. After he rose from his death, the strange vibrations on his gloves disappeared. He can only engage the enemy in close combat.

The wizard walked over. His footsteps left a crater of ice slag on the ground. The cold swirled around him, like an invisible wall.

Teng Yunshen swung his sword and slashed away. The blade of the sword slices through the wizard's skin, splashing shiny sparks. The cold rushed up the blade of the sword and pierced into Teng Yunshen's bones.

He needed a little stimulation, or rather, inspiration. Like an alcoholic artist, he needs something harmful...... The cold air drilled through the pain.

Teng Yunshen bent down and avoided the wizard's arm.

The undead are powerful, but they are slow to react. He doesn't seem to be very accustomed to air and gravity, but it could be something more mysterious that is holding him back, such as ...... Time?

And that didn't matter to Teng Yunshen.

He has struck down one wizard after another who is more experienced than him, but his lack of experience remains his Achilles' heel. Everyone has weaknesses, and once they are exposed, they can be exploited by the enemy.

The witch's weakness was her dependence on firearms, Teng Yunshen gave her a submachine gun, and she died. Teng Yunshen's weakness is his lack of experience, he can't cope with these things that go against common sense, and he gradually falls into disadvantage.

Wizards are born among humans, but they are very different from humans. However, most of the time, there are still traces of them. If you cut off their feet, they will not be able to run around, and if you cut off their hands, they will not be able to wield knives and spears.

But these rules do not apply to wizards who have come back from the dead.

Teng Yunshen pierced the undead's knee with a sword. The other party was indifferent, but almost grabbed Teng Yunshen's head.

He pushed the wizard's weight and threw himself backwards, and then he threw a gravity line to the side, pushing the heavy stand. He mastered the art of changing direction in an instant, quickly moving away from the wizard along a steep curve.

The cold hissed in his bones, like the breath of a glacier.

In the midst of dealing with the wizard, Teng Yunshen carefully introduced the power of Winter into his body.

The wizard approached again. His reflexes are slow, but not slow. He just needs to see the world through another pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that run through the yin and yang worlds that are different from the naked eye.

Teng Yunshen imagined the shape of the severe cold, and he could see and touch the edges and corners. He traced the image of it in his mind, an old monster with teeth and claws, and he listened to the cold footsteps and shoved them under the monster's feet.

Bitter Winter spreads his arms.

Teng Yunshen released a dazzling brilliance. He gave the monster a heavy blow, a big explosion. The monster collapsed with a bang, crushing the wizard behind it.

"You're stupid. After a few moments, he heard a voice say, "You don't know what you're up against, do you?"