I Am the God of Games

The metamorphosis occurred on the second day of the frost and fog season.

At first, the cowardly skeletons wandered outside the town, but then the number of undead began to increase gradually. Even the skeleton warriors holding weapons were mixed with them, and the townspeople were injured a little accidentally.

Because the incident suddenly disrupted the plan, Angra had to stop other aspects of the work and go all out to strengthen the fortifications around the town.

Unfortunately, after the emergence of the skeleton mage a few days ago, the simple fortifications gradually lost their effectiveness: often only one fireball can blow up the earthen walls that the townspeople can spend a whole day building.

If the number of skeleton mage is not relatively small, a few courageous hunters in the town risked their lives and ran out to kill the skeleton mage who threatened the town first. I am afraid that the town will have fallen on that day.

But even so, the situation in the town is getting worse. Today, the townspeople have had to abandon the outer wall, shrink into the town, and rely on the recently built residential quarters as the center of defense.

After all, compared with other long-repaired houses in the town, these newly built houses, although they are made of wood, are unexpectedly strong. Even if they are hit by a fireball, they are almost motionless and do not mean to burn.

It is precisely because of these seemingly indestructible dwellings, and the “reinforcement” that Angela has repeatedly mentioned from the beginning, that the morale of the townspeople has not collapsed yet, and it is still able to resist.

"That being said, it is almost reaching its limit ..."

The only Angra who could see the durability of the house stayed in the most central dwelling house, scratching his back with some irritability.

Although all the dwellings still look intact, in fact, the original long durable strips have only a thin layer of blood skin left, and they are already crumbling.

Because the lord game system does not provide weapons, the only basic equipment the hunters use to fight the undead is hunting tools.

When the battle entered the current mire quagmire, the reserve of weapons was almost exhausted-after all, the reality is different from that in the game. Inferior ironware will be rolled after cutting two or three enemies, and the hunter's arrows can be recovered. Reuse is rare, and most weapons are unusable in a battle.

If there is anything worse than this, it is that since the skeleton shooter appeared in the undead yesterday, the townspeople have sacrificed one after another.

Although the three deceased were all elderly people who were too late to dodge their arrows, you must know that the total population of the entire town is only 29 people, which is one tenth less!

The door of the mortuary room was opened rudely from the outside, scaring Angra, who was still thinking.

Vila came in from the door, and she took off the snowflakes on the animal's fur hat. As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to ask: "Master, when will you say that the reinforcements will arrive? Everyone is about to persevere!"

Angela said that if I knew it, I would have said it to boost morale.

However, on the bright side, he certainly cannot say such words, otherwise the townspeople may only have a small morale, and they may collapse and go straight.

"Don't worry, the reinforcements are coming. Now you just have to stick here as far as possible," Angra replied.

He responded naturally to Vera's doubtful gaze.

Angela sighed inconceivably, and stood up from the chair: "It's totally meaningless to lie to you like this at this time, isn't it? It's so, I will participate in the next defense, so you should be able to rest assured Is that right? "

Sylvia's expression was still a little suspicious, but the girl nodded bluntly, then walked out of the room first.

As soon as he left the safe house, Angra had an unspeakable sense of tension.

To be honest, the undead's offensive is not fierce. Compared with the war between human beings, the undead's battle is much more leisurely. The residents behind the simple defense lined up with wooden boxes even have a bowl to drink. Steaming porridge-The undead are more loitering than they are attacking. Only after they notice the breath of the living creatures do they start to attack.

It is because of this. In the case of undead surroundings, if you want to break through, it will attract more attention of the undead. Once surrounded by a large number of skeletons, even the best hunter in the entire town of Krum will escape. Can't fall.

Angra is very clear that this kind of defense seems so easy that even ordinary civilians can resist it, but in fact, because the undead will not be tired and do not sleep, it can be said that it is almost 24 hours hitting the line of defense without interruption. This kind of continuous attack, although not strong, will continue to destroy the spirit and will of the attrition defenders, and eventually make them mentally exhausted and even collapsed ...

That being said, until there is no better way, Angra they can only constantly resist attacks from the undead.

"We must have been deceived by this aristocracy!" Another day later, the sane strings of a young hunter's head were finally broken. His lack of rest was covered with bloodshot blood, and he pointed at Angla with a gaping machete. : "No reinforcements at all! We will all die here! Everything is over!"

After he said that, with a look of despair and madness on his face, he waved the machete that was originally used to cut the vines in the forest, and chopped towards Angra.

格拉 Angla, who had defeated a skeleton warrior, was in a state of semi-collapse, and there was no way to avoid the sudden attack from the opponent. UU reading books www. uukanshu.com

Ruined.

I did not expect that I did not die in the hands of the undead, but instead died in my own hands. It was ironic that Angra had the thought in his head.

However, at this moment, Vera, who was also very tired, stood up, helped Angra stop the blow, and knocked the young hunter to the ground.

"Keep your strength to hack the undead, and get out if you don't want to live!"

"But Sister Willa ... Skulls are all around the town. It is impossible to have reinforcements crossing these skeletons to save us!" The young hunter looked distorted and cried heartily: "It must be this nobleman! It must be him Bring the undead! "

"Stupid, why do I bring in undead, do I kill myself?"

Angela muttered in a voice that the other party could just hear.

Gviera glanced at him, then turned to the hunter and said, "To this day, all we can do is to believe in the existence of reinforcements."

此时 At this moment, the townspeople who were in the other direction suddenly shouted: "Skull Knight, is a Skeleton Knight!"

Angela and Vera responded in unison and ran in that direction.

Then they saw that not far away, a heavily armed skeleton knight was riding a huge bone horse with blue flames in the place where the mane and eyes were all equipped with armor, like a road roller. Easily smashed the old houses in the town and smashed towards the houses in the center of the town.

Immediately, Angla couldn't help but burst into cold sweat-judging by the current durability of the dwelling house, 80% of it was hit by this stuff!

He couldn't help thinking, this time is really finished ...