(Add more for the 'Huo Cheng is very good' brother [12/20])

"This"

After hearing Murphy's concern, Maxim's expression also became ugly, as a person born in the Transnesia region, he had seen a lot of evil since he was a child.

There is no shortage of similar ghost stories in this closed and fierce land.

This includes, but is not limited to, ghouls who crawl out of graves at night to steal the remains of the dead, resentful spirits that inadvertently take over the body of an unlucky egg and tear his soul apart and devour it, and vampires who always creep up in the middle of the night in an ominous night.

Compared to these terrifying things, the gnolls and robbers who roam the ravines and hills everywhere and the kobold thieves who are always eager for all kinds of candles seem so warm.

The gnolls and all kinds of beasts that could be considered dangerous in other regions are really not at all in the hellish place of Translasia.

They are completely at the bottom of the dark creature food chain, and even teenagers are not afraid of them.

That's not a bad thing.

At the very least, this tempered the Tlancian people's notoriously rough nerves, fierceness and savagery, and made the farmers here even dare to carry dung forks and steal their own livestock to fight desperately.

But the problem is, if the number of these things reaches in the thousands, it will be a super disaster that cannot be solved with a dung fork.

"My lord, I think we might be able to set up camp in a different place."

Maxim looked at Murphy, who was placing the Ebonstone in the corpse, preparing to begin draining the Death Psionic Energy and completing the Transition Ritual, and he whispered:

"First of all, I'm not scared!

Your lord, as long as you nod your head, I will stay here and kill every ghoul and wraith I see. But I'm not afraid, just because I'm used to seeing death, and our people can't deal with this horrible ghoul lair beneath our feet.

For the sake of your reign, perhaps we should move the survivor camp out of here.

I mean, move to a nearby village.

For example, the village of Morland"

"Uh, I forgot to tell you, Mark. Remember that big hole that my warriors dug in the village of Morland? ”

Murphy looked back at Maxim with a strange look in his eyes, and said:

"The witch hunters just told me that there were ghouls over there, too, and they had to blow up half the village to seal the lair. But those things can stay dormant for at least three years without eating or drinking, so while we're cleaning up Cadman City's underground troubles, we'll have to send people around to get those things around.

There are also smuggler woodlands.

You haven't forgotten, right?

There are also the remains of two hundred veterans, and those well-trained elite corpses without collecting corpses may make a skeleton army that is more scarrisome than ghouls. ”

"Ahh

Maxim was speechless for a moment.

He now felt more and more that the dislike and prejudice of outsiders against the Translancia region was not unreasonable, and his own locals began to feel that his hometown was a real ghost place.

How is this like a broken house, leaking everywhere?

But if you try to go up and kick it, you're sure to jump out of a bunch of vampire girls and knock him out.

"Okay, don't think about it so much, let's do the things at hand first."

Murphy placed the ebonystone, took a step back and pulled out the blade of the Desire Race, and took out the alchemical sword oil made by Tryss and lightly applied a layer on the blade, the ointment with the special substance immediately began to emit warm points of light when it came into contact with the psionic energy in the air, as if it had been temporarily enchanted with a scorching weapon.

Dealing with the resentful spirits and ghosts that will appear next will be the most handy blade.

He tossed a bottle of alchemical sword oil to Maxim, who took it in his hand and smeared a layer on Jade's ritual black blade.

As for the Psionic Poison Blade, it doesn't have to.

Precious psionic weapons are meant to be able to damage spirits.

"Ebonstone can absorb and store the essence of death from spirits, and when it is full, drop blood into it to complete the creation of the tomb badge.

This thing is not only a status symbol for the Tomb Guard, but also a spell medium for the Tomb Guard.

Relying on the Tomb Emblem's absorption and storage of Death Aura, the Tomb Swordsmen can add Darkness or Death Psionic Energy to their swordsmanship to increase their destructive power when attacking. ”

While preparing to deal with the enemy, Murphy introduced to Maxim, who was on guard beside him:

"As an elite unit unique to the Blood Vulture Clan, the Crypt Sword Guard is very similar to the psionic knights that the Tower of the Ring sent out during the Ten Years War, and is a master of martial arts who can control both physical and psionic levels.

However, its greatest strength is that it can be designated to enhance a certain type of skill using the Tomb Badge.

Like Jed.

The guy had strengthened his swordsmanship so that he could unleash a deadly energy sword wave, but unfortunately, his tomb badge had been destroyed by the sun's scorching fire. ”

Maxim immediately heard the disdain in Murphy's words, and he asked:

"You mean, Jade is using the Crypt Sword Guard power in the wrong way?"

"You can't be wrong."

Murphy's ears moved.

He heard a faint groan ringing from the tragically dead corpses around him, which made him realize that Ebonstone's call to death had begun.

He assumed the starting hand of the Tomb Sword Guard, and said to Maxim:

"The idea of the average person is to either strengthen the offense or the defense, which is a good idea, but it is too banal.

In my opinion, the biggest advantage of a composite class like the Tomb Sword Guard is the variety, and in real combat, no matter how strong your attacks are, it doesn't matter if you can't hit the enemy.

So if it's me.

I will strengthen my control skills with the power of death, so that I can firmly control the initiative in my own hands.

Here they are! ”

"Boom"

With Murphy's reminder, strange green phantoms surged out from the corpses around them.

They all have vague human shapes but no physical sense, like strangely colored plastic bags floating in the air, emitting a death scream that can attack spirits, and slapping the disturber in front of them with cold ghost claws.

"Bang"

Murphy's left hand was raised, and the mastery-level psionic energy blast wind swept into the sky, and the compressed dark psionic energy blasted out like a shotgun, so that the wraiths that rushed over were stunned in place, and then swung his blade forward and stabbed several wraiths through the void with a few swords.

They screamed and let out a permeating wail, thinking of returning to the pile of corpses to reunite their spirits, only to be gulped down by the ebony stones on the ground.

Inside the spar, which was as bright as night, a faint green light appeared.

"At least 60!"

Murphy said to Maxim:

"The production of the tomb badge also has a quality level, and the ebony stone given by the little rich woman of the eldest lady is extremely pure, which means that it can absorb more death essence, and it can be regarded as practicing swordsmanship to solve a little trouble for the territory in the future, Mark.

Slaughter all the spirits born from these corpses, and then set the place on fire.

My warriors will need a foothold when they enter the labyrinthine sewers, and I think this would be a good place for them to be an 'underground save point'. ”

"Is that some otherworldly word? My lord. ”

Maxim swung his twin swords and slashed them one after another, and then asked:

"You may be able to explain in a language I am familiar with, I always don't understand the strange words spoken by your warriors, they like to call me 'baimao', which I feel is a disdain."

"No, that's a sign that they like you."

Murphy said in a relaxed tone as he stepped on the dark steps, dashing and dexterously dodging the ghostly claws of the resentful spirits like flashes:

"They call Miriam Redhair, Captain Natalie Grayhair, Miss Flori, Tris Witch, and Adele E.

They are accustomed to addressing you by your most obvious features.

Believe me, this is all due to their most simple and warm feelings, after all, only the best iron buddies on their side will call each other by code names.

Well, that's probably the legendary cultural difference. ”

"But they'll call you 'handsome' or 'grown'."

Maxim shrugged his shoulders and responded:

"I just think they're treating them differently, it's not good, I'm also very concerned about them, and I always hope that they don't waste time wandering around the ruins, isn't it good to practice swordsmanship?"

"Maybe it's because you're not generous enough?"

Murphy laughed out loud and said:

"If you can increase the rewards and rewards you give them every time, I'm sure they'll soon be calling you 'Master Mark' with respect, and even willing to be blindfolded by money and equipment, and adding you sensible nicknames like 'noble', 'great', 'handsome', etc.

I've said it before, and they're really realistic.

But that's what makes them cute and straightforward, isn't it? ”

In the relaxed chat between the master and servant, more than half of the nearly 100 resentful spirits in this underground space were quickly killed, as long as these things mastered the targeted skills, it was not difficult to deal with, not to mention that there were two experienced swordsmen of the black iron rank here.

This real Otherworld is always realistic in terms of combat effectiveness.

Weak civilians will not be difficult to deal with even after death when they are transformed into wraiths and ghouls, and the real wariness is the gangsters in the sewers who were once professionals.

The dead creatures they transform into will be much more dangerous, not only will they be strengthened by the death psionic energy, but they will even retain some of their combat skills and tactical thinking.

For example, the exploration of the sewers organized by Happy Stick before, because the two water ghosts used "terrain killing" to almost wipe out their group.

Fortunately, Murphy's Tomb Badge only requires the Essence of Death, which is derived from the convergence of Death Psionic Energy, and there is no superiority between them.

Nearly twenty minutes later, the last wraith was killed by Murphy with a hunting crossbow, and the entire cold underground area quickly fell silent and calmed down.

Maxim took the oil from the psionic pack and began to prepare it for incineration, while Murphy picked up the ebonstone on the ground, which had turned completely dark green.

Getting cold is like pinching a piece of thousand-year-old ice, and in front of Murphy's eyes, the information label of this thing also pops up quickly:

Name: Death Stone/Ebonstone full of essence

Efficacy: Excellent alchemy materials, as well as tomb sword guard transfer props, please drop blood to complete the spiritual energy binding and resonance.

Item Description:

[For some sophisticated vampires, they always like to make their tomb badges luxurious and cumbersome, and inscribe some proverbs and inscriptions on them that are not useful except for good looks.]

But in reality, even a poop-shaped stone can still be called a tomb badge.

The true meaning of power is so unpretentious. 】

"Maybe I'm too sensitive, but I always feel like you're hinting at something. I don't pay much attention to that, but I wouldn't make myself a poop-shaped Tomb Badge, which would be too 'edgy' for a young vampire like me. ”

Murphy pursed his lips, took out the alchemy carving knife supported by Trash from the psionic bag, and trimmed the cold ebony stone in his hand with a few clicks, making it a decent diamond-shaped snowflake.

It's good to do it.

If you have to do some artistic processing, take it back and decorate it for Tracey, as an alchemist, Tracey's hands are very dexterous.

Well, I always feel that this compliment is equally weird.

Murphy shook his head, tossing out the strange thoughts in his head, then bit his finger and dripped the red, sticky blood into the cold ebony stone of his hand.

The death spirit energy in it immediately resonated with his blood droplets, and this blood connection was applied to Murphy in the next second.

"Huh"

The prompt text pops up in front of your eyes:

[The Tomb Badge has been made and bound, and the Death Psionic Pool has been opened!]

The user is a member of the Blood Vulture Clan, and the user has mastered the sword guard swordsmanship of the Tomb and has reached 'proficiency'. The conditions for the transfer of the tomb sword guard are met, yes/no transfer? 】

"Confirm."

Murphy whispered something in his heart, and then a large prompt text popped up in front of him:

【Tomb Sword Guard Transfer.】

The level 10 basic class 'Blood Vulture Swordsman' has been replaced by the level 1 advanced class 'Crypt Sword Guard'.

The maximum proficiency of the Tomb Sword Guard has been increased from [Master] to [Master].

The destructive power of the Tomb Sword Guard's swordsmanship has been increased.

In Dark/Death Psionic terrain, health and psionic energy regeneration is increased and temporary strength, dexterity, and perception bonuses are granted.

New Talent [Death Attack] obtained!

Each of your attacks inflicts Breath of Death on the enemy, weakening their strength and reflexes and inflicting a small mental shock on them.

New Talent [Call of Death] Obtained!

Once you've entered the battle, each corpse you've killed will be able to summon a Wraith to join the battle temporarily, and the Wraith will disappear after the battle ends.

Prompt!

This talent is a passive skill that consumes the Death Essence in the Crypt Emblem every time it is triggered, and will not work when the Death Essence dries up.

The Wraith summoned by this talent retains one-half of its former strength, and will not exceed the summoner's rank at most, and maintains combat experience and combat skills.

New Talent [Essence Devouring] obtained!

Allows you to extract Death Essence from corpses or graves to fill your own psionic pool.

Prompt!

This talent is a passive ability and cannot be applied to living people or constructs.

New Skill [Death Enhancement] obtained!

Allows you to use Necro to enhance one of your skills so that it has different effects according to your plan, and the enhancement can only be applied to one skill you currently master, and the effect increases with skill proficiency. 】

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

Murphy smiled and threw the Death Boost attached to the Crypt Sword Guard class onto his psionic blast technique, then reached out with his left hand and threw the psionic blast bind towards the pile of corpses next to him.

In the next moment, as Maxim watched in amazement, the corpses seemed to be lifted into the air by an invisible noose, and as Murphy unleashed more dark psionic powers, the corpses' throats and spine rattled.

"The eldest lady said she gave me a name for this trick, 'Midnight Noose'."

Murphy stood beside the hanging corpses, rubbing his chin and said to Maxim:

"But I've always felt that the name is too literary, and it's better to call it 'Force Bondage' or 'Force Throat Lock', so let's call it 'Death's Grip'.

By the way, I would like to commemorate my lost youth. ”

"Although I don't understand what your youth has experienced, I have to admit, my lord, this name is very imposing."

Maxim gave a doggy compliment, and then lit a gas blowtorch to ignite the body that had been doused with fire oil, and the fire raged in the dark sewers.

Murphy watched as the corpses were engulfed in flames and scattered to ashes.

In the hiss of the beating flames, he whispered:

"I, an incompetent lord, cannot bring you precious life, but I can let you die with dignity, rest in peace, my people who do not belong to me. Perhaps with resentment entrenched in the ruins, you will eventually see the creatures of this land rebuild a greater city.

Then you will dissipate all resentment and leave satisfied.

I firmly believe that. ”

(End of chapter)