Fang Xingyang put the dark elf down and took her hand and slowly retreated.

At the same time, he entered the secondary spare ammunition depot in his mind.

"The system is big, can this kind of conventional ammunition hurt this thing?"

Fang Xingyang stared intently at the black smoke that was rapidly condensing in front of him, and said solemnly.

[Ding - [Necromancy] can be affected by physical attacks, but some necromancy may have a magical field around them, so the damage dealt by physical attacks may be reduced.] 】

As soon as he heard that he could be physically attacked, Fang Xingyang had a number in his heart.

"Buy 20 steel balls."

[Ding - You have spent 400 Spirits to buy 20 Steel Balls, remaining Spirits: 16165]

The 20 steel balls immediately entered Fang Xingyang's portable bullet pouch.

Although Fang Xingyang's bullet bag still had more than twenty thunder element bullets and twenty glass beads in it, for the chaotic necromancer in front of him, he felt that it was better to use steel balls, after all, steel balls were more durable and would not shatter after hitting the target.

Ahead, the black mist really condensed into the appearance of a Chaos Necromancy, but it was much smaller in size than the one Fang Xingyang had just seen attacking their shop.

He estimated that the Chaos Necro in front of him was not the one who attacked their shop, but another Chaos Necromancer, or some clone created by the large Chaos Necromancer.

"What is this? How did it get here? ”

The dark elves were still immersed in the joy of finding their family just now, but who knew that the sudden change of events directly made her dumbfounded, and she still didn't understand what was going on.

"Are you looking for the wrong thing? This is not my family! ”

Fang Xingyang had a few bright beads of sweat on her forehead, pulling her behind her.

"I don't know where it came from, but don't run around this time, your family will be coming over soon."

After speaking, Fang Xingyang raised his hand and shot twice.

The two steel balls hit the body of the chaotic necromancer, directly shattering the bones in its body, and the tentacles without the support of the bones immediately collapsed, giving Fang Xingyang and the dark elves a chance to escape.

Fang Xingyang pulled her and ran wildly in the direction of the building in his impression, but before he could run a few steps, the dark elf grabbed him from behind.

Fang Xingyang was just about to turn around and ask what was wrong, when he saw the dark elf ripping off his shirt.

"Drink...... I can't run...... You let me fly for a while......"

After saying that, the small wings behind her flapped rapidly, and the whole elf flew up.

Fang Xingyang swallowed his saliva, "You, don't fly around...... I'll show you the way ahead. ”

With that, he ran out of the alley with the dark elves and looked up to see the familiar building.

A black masonry façade towers over the complex, and within the high walls are two Gothic-style minarets......

That's it, if Fang Xingyang guessed correctly, behind this high wall, there should be a bunch of kennels.

But there was no door on the wall that would allow him to enter the sorcerer's backyard.

He managed to lead the Dark Elves to a dead end, and a dead end just a wall away from his destination.

When Fang Xingyang was tilting his head and thinking about how to get in, the roar like a muffled sonic weapon reappeared.

"Ahhh It's coming after it, it's scary! ”

The dark elf was so frightened that he instinctively flew upward, leaving Fang Xingyang to stand in the alley blocked by the high wall, with a ヽ ( ́ー')ノ face

"Hey, take me!" Fang Xingyang shouted at the dark elf, and a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly erupted in front of him.

Puff –

It felt like he had been knocked off by something, and before he could come to his senses, he was nailed to the wall behind him by a sharp black weapon.

[Ding--Detected that the host body has been severely penetrated, and the movement speed bonus of the [Bloody Carnage] state has been changed to a defense bonus!] 】

Above Fang Xingyang's head, the dark elf seemed to be stupefied by this bloody scene, she floated above Fang Xingyang, her frightened gaze sometimes looked at the long thorn that was stuck in Fang Xingyang's stomach, and sometimes at the chaotic necromancer who was slowly approaching them......

She knew it wasn't something she could handle.

She swooped down from the air, trying to grab Fang Xingyang's clothes and take him away.

But helplessly, Fang Xingyang's body had been nailed to the wall by that long thorn, and as soon as she exerted her strength, Fang Xingyang's facial features were twisted together.

[Ding-Severe visceral bleeding detected!] Your life is under great threat! 】

The system's broadcast was interrupted by two dull firing sounds, and even if Fang Xingyang was nailed to the wall, it would not affect his hand speed as a "fast gunner".

I saw him clenching his teeth, and his left hand quickly shuttled between his waist and the flintlock pistol......

Boom! Boom! Boom......

The amount of ammunition in the portable ammunition bag decreased sharply for a while, and Fang Xingyang at this time couldn't care about what kind of bullets were fired.

All he could do now was finish this wave of firepower before the Chaos Necro struck again, because his body couldn't afford to carry the next attack!

And in front of him, the original location of the Chaos Necromancer was already shrouded in smoke and dust.

"Yo, let me see who this is?"

Above their heads, a charming voice suddenly sounded.

When I looked up, I saw a stunning woman sitting in the attic at the top of the spire-shaped building, looking at what was happening behind her house.

"Little brother, it looks like you're in trouble...... Now that they're all in my backyard, you just have to open your mouth and shout, won't I come? But you're still as cold as ever......"

As he spoke, the magician opened the small window and poked his head out, seeing the dark elves beside Fang Xingyang.

"Yikes! This...... Such a cute little guy, it doesn't look like a sister, it's hard to be ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, sister, I'm coming to you with the baby, help......"

Fang Xingyang wailed, watching the smoke and dust in front of him gradually dissipate, and the Chaos Necromancer who had been covered and collapsed by his round of firepower was reassembling his body.

"It's just such a small thing...... How can it be a threat to you? What about the magic weapon I gave you last time? ”

Fang Xingyang thought of the magic doll pinned to his waist.

He also wants to use it for self-defense, but where does the other party give him a chance? He couldn't even get close to the body of this Chaos Necromancer, and he couldn't even take the "token" from the Chaos Necronomicon to fill it into the heart of the Witch Doll......

"Don't be afraid, you...... With me here, it will be fine soon! ”

The Dark Elf finally came to their senses, lying on top of him, spitting at his wounds.

Above, a black rope came out of the attic window.

"Oops...... Really, you can enter directly through the door, but you have to use this method to climb over the wall and drill through the window, what if the neighbors see it, what will they say......"

From the attic came the shy grumbling of a sorcerer.

With the dark elf's saliva, Fang Xingyang gritted his teeth and pulled out the black thorn.

In the alley, the shattered body of the Chaos Necromancer was about to be put together, and Fang Xingyang grabbed the rope thrown by the sorcerer and tried to pull his tired body up.

"Look at it, tell you how to use the witch doll."

The voice of the sorcerer came from the attic, and at the same time, Fang Xingyang once again heard the sound of the Chaos Necromancer behind him wielding a long thorn.

Before he could climb up, a sharp sound of breaking wind came from behind him again.

Almost at the same time, Fang Xingyang saw a witch doll thrown out of the small attic above his head.

The long black thorns pierced the witch doll in the air, and in an instant, the alley was filled with a roar as if a helicopter had stopped in the air.

Fang Xingyang reached out and grabbed the windowsill of the attic of the Wizard's house, and the dark elf held his leg below and shoved him into the small window......

In the attic, the sorcerer was standing in front of another window looking out, with a look on his face that was very different from her temperament.

"Little brother, it seems that you have indeed caused me a big trouble this time...... In this case, do you entrust me? ”

Fang Xingyang was lying on the ground, sweating profusely, panting.

"Count...... I'm coming to you with my baby today, what to do, you have the final say......"

He gasped pale, waiting for the dark elf's saliva to heal the wound.

At this time, it was already good to be able to survive, and he didn't care what conditions this magician would propose, even if he was squeezed to nothing later, it was better than dying now.

It wasn't until outside the attic that an even more terrifying roar fell from the sky, and Fang Xingyang's nerves, which had just relaxed, tightened again......