The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0231 Preparation

Compared to the city of Rasmusfell where Gorefiend had been, it was like a poor and dirty country village. No matter in the exquisite architecture or the display of magical power, the dark elves have reached the extreme here. Perhaps the only thing that can win the battle here is the legendary dark elven city of the main city of the dark elves. Kazan Moyes is indeed a manifestation of the **** of the dark elves in the middle dark area. Without coming here, it is difficult for you to understand why the drows can be called the overlord of the dark area.

Here, you can no longer kill as casually as the wild. The blood demon sniffed lightly, and even the air was filled with a disgusting taste of magic. It seems that there are definitely many magicians here. These are all nasty guys who can kill themselves.

The bloody, furry, pointed long wolf kissed slightly and shrank, expressing its dissatisfaction in the way the jackals were, before turning into the nearest tavern. If you want to inquire about the information, go to the pub. This seems to be a very vulgar thing, but as long as it is effective, it will still be followed by Ling Ran.

The current time, under the sign of Kazan Moyes City, should be around 2 pm, but the tavern is still full of ** shaped drunks. Looking around, there are basically one or two representatives here for the well-known underground races, of course, only at the lower level.

The blood demon looked at the "food" in the house but did not have much interest. He is no longer a weak hour of hunger, and choosing "blood food" no longer pursues the large amount of blood in the past, but begins to taste the deliciousness of blood. Of course, the so-called delicacy refers to the energy impregnated in the blood, so in his opinion, the blood of the caster is the sweetest, although the magician has the same energy, but a bit spicy, and ordinary soldiers can only mix .

The "food" full of food in front of me really wants to pick and choose, and really can't find many top grades that will make him enjoy it. The blood demon is not keen on the perception of the spell, but it does not prevent him from judging the energy level of an object by the taste of blood coming out of the body. This direct-to-essential detection method is even more preventable.

Therefore, his gaze only stayed on a kobold for a few more seconds, then quickly moved to the pub owner and strode forward. I can't think of a kobold warlock here.

The kobold warlock dressed in animal skins was still qualified for danger. When the greedy gaze of the blood demon stayed on it, a needle-like sting made him look up blankly, holding his hands in a panic. The wine glasses are knocked to the ground. A few associates around were stunned, and after a few whispers, they all stood up and glanced across the tavern, and finally focused on the strangely shaped blood demon.

A few reckless big guys were planning to come up for trouble, but were stopped by a thin cloak man in the shadows behind him, and sat down again in shame, but still a little dissatisfied, squinting at the blood demon sideways .

The blood demon doesn't care about this. Perhaps the leader does have great strength, but in the face of the blood controller who can completely crush the melee professional, a 11th-level thief is not enough.

The bar owner is a mutant tauren, so he is said to be mutated because he is completely unable to see the strength and recklessness of the tauren on the ground, but is like a big barrel. If it weren't for his typical bull's head on the barely visible neck, the blood demon really couldn't guess his race.

Several gleaming gold coins were spinning fast on the table, brightly brushed under the illumination of the indoor torches, but there were some dark brown rust spots on the corners. After "robbing" two small-scale caravans, there are many more strange things in the blood demon's storage bag that can't be used clearly, and there will be no shortage of these universal gold coins.

The tauren boss's big and thick hands gently wiped it on the table, hardly seeing what he did, and the few gold coins disappeared without a trace. This technique alone has already surpassed some thieves who think they are flexible. The rust spots on the corners of the gold coins are not real rust spots, but dry and solidified blood stains, which can be easily distinguished by him who is well-informed. But this also means that the other party pays only some recent "trophy", or those that are not valued.

The tauren boss has a big smile on his big face, but the eyes that have become fat are flashing the size of the beans, and it seems that he ca n’t feel the blood of the blood devil at all. He whispered directly to his ear.

After a brief exchange, the blood demon flashed into a narrow door on the back and led into a small and large guest room on the second floor under the guidance of a maid with strong makeup. Settling up in a good room, he didn't even need to chase away the guests, only two times beside him, the waitress quickly walked away with a pale and strong smile.

In the corner of the kitchen next to a wooden barrel where waste was discarded, the tauren boss who still had filth in the corner of his mouth had just stopped vomiting and stood up against the wall. Suddenly a whirlwind blew around him, leading him to a stagger, a slender figure was already lying in the position he had just spit out.

A sweaty lizard cook who was busy in the kitchen couldn't help but worry: "Boss, I said that the black and dirty steaks are not correct, you must be greedy and cheap, this ..."

"Go away, not those things, but ..."

The tauren boss shouted a few words in anger, and when he mentioned the "character" just now, he couldn't help but think of it when he got to the guy's ear and talked, from the mouth to the stomach, even the bone marrow. There was so much blood. The stomach that has just calmed down has started a new round of turning the river and the sea, and the waitress has grabbed the obstacles, lying in front of the barrel. .

For a time, the whole kitchen was permeated with a bad smell.

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The Principality of Novos, the Night City.

The high alert has been going on for 10 hours. The enemy's figure still does not appear, but the outer eyeliner continues to disappear. In the image presented in the Master Tower, the area outside the dark sky has become a real night, although the Whispering Forest is at this moment when the sun is hot and bright.

Whether it is a skeleton half-covered in the sand or vines disguised as loose bones, a zombie buried nearly 2 meters underground, or a ghost hidden in a tree trunk, it can't escape the strangling of this mysterious strongman, even Even ghost ghost killers who rely on the hidden shadow of the Tibetan shadow have been killed one by one.

The only good news is that there are not many people on the other side, and it can even be said that there is only one person. But this mysterious strongman has already sealed off the storms of the perimeter of Yongye City.

In the past, all the lone wolves were scattered, but the butcher sent a small-scale reconnaissance team in disbelief, trying to understand some of the circumstances outside the dark sky. However, such a parade composed of 10 vampires, 10 ice banshees, 2 undeads, and 50 ghosts, was still eliminated in no time at all, and none escaped.

The only gain is probably to know that the mysterious strongman is also an undead, because he is directly immune to the unique skill "death finger" of the undead. Yes, he was directly immune to this spell based on his physical characteristics, rather than relying on spell resistance. From this point, it can be analyzed that there may be many creatures in the world that are directly immune to death-type spells, but the most reminiscent near the Principality of Novis is probably the group of liches in the south.

As the top magic creature in the Klein mainland, the undead lich can also be divided into "groups", but the butcher feels deeply helpless about this, and even more helpless is that this "group" lich seems to have hatred against the owner More and more headaches. Perhaps he should think about it more. If he really wants to face them, he still has the qualifications for headaches.

The saying "life is like rape, since you can't resist, then close your eyes and enjoy!" This is really apt. The butcher is now like a young girl who has given up her resistance and is thinking about how to reduce her losses.

After the transfer of the portal, Yongye City ’s valuable materials and materials have been transferred to the Undercity. Some of the cemetery arms that have revealed their evolutionary talents have also been transferred away. Has been withdrawn early. At present, in addition to the necromancer Prataya and the bone dragon ancient force, the highest-level undead in Yongye City has only five necromancers guarding the entrance of the wizard tower.

Other high-level arms were transferred away one after another, but under Li Xun's instructions, the deceased made up 10. These 10 accused deceased are the last killer's hand in the butcher's hands. Even if they can't curse each other, they must be scared and disgusted.

Although the success rate of "death prayer" to the deceased is lower, as long as there is no shot, the possibility of killing the super strong with a single blow still exists. And this kind of deterrence is a real threat to the strong people who are sensitive to danger. No strong man is willing to expose himself in the sight of the deceased, and then use his magic resistance to hit the illusory luck.

For the deceased, there may be only one in a thousand chances, which is very nonsense. But for the strong, it means that once bad luck hits that trivial probability, he will be successfully killed by a salted fish that he usually disdains and becomes a laughing stock for all ages.

This is what they cannot tolerate!

Who is it that is wreaking havoc outside Yongye? The butcher had no way to judge, but after sending away everything that could be sent away, he informed the light skeleton Skipper in the Undercity to close the portal to and from the Night City. If Yongye City is not guaranteed, everything in the city will become a burial.

The butcher felt his heart felt by touching the hearthstone embedded in his chest **. This is the last escape route that the host specially prepared for him. Only when the city is breaking, the Master Tower is also unable to protect him. Although he has left a soul mark in the soul hall of the dark city, no one wants to die without dying. After all, dying once is equivalent to a whitewash of the soul, and the experience and skills accumulated during this time must be inevitable. Was washed away.

For the graveyard heroes with autonomous consciousness, the soul may return, but the autonomous consciousness is ambiguous! Whether or not even the autonomous consciousness can be recovered, no one knows before the emergence of the first crab-eating. Therefore, the butcher does not intend to be a stone for pathfinding.