A decayed old face appeared from behind the door.
Looking at the other person's face always gives people a sense of 'decay'.
"I'm Old Mike from Green Bay!"
The other party spoke.
Zhao Hao looked at the other party, but did not see any information indicating that the other party was an intelligent creature, so he saved the skills he was ready to use.
With Freya by your side, you don't have to worry about being killed in an instant unless you face the Doomsday Judgment.
"I...I am the Hulk from the Black Mountain Slaughterhouse, here to deliver goods!"
Hulk replied timidly.
The other party didn't answer, and the atmosphere became silent.
Zhao Hao had no intention of interrupting, and kept looking around, trying to find some clues, but unfortunately he didn't have any clues.
But this is the right thing to do.
Many players have come to look for the 'hidden mission', but all of them have failed. How can they easily find flaws?
'Is the problem in the slaughterhouse? ,wrong! , people who come here to deliver goods will disappear, then there must be something wrong here! '
Zhao Hao thought quickly.
There's definitely something wrong with Green Bay, there's no doubt about it, the question is how to find the clues... There you have it.
Seeing Hulk in the corner of his eye, something suddenly appeared in his mind.
Bait!
Alas, they are neither brothers nor humans. The artifact components are really too charming. As a 'good brother', I think he will understand...right?
"Let's go shopping!"
Zhao Hao ignored Hulk's little look that begged him to stay, and took Freya towards the cemetery, just like the previous players.
the other side!
After Zhao Hao left, Hulk drove the car into the backyard of the wooden house and began to move the goods in the car into the cellar.
He swore that he had never moved so fast before.
In order to leave this place where he saw the dead as soon as possible, he even tried to eat meat.
He just didn't know why, but looking at the things hanging like silkworm chrysalis in cloth bags at the edge of the cellar, he subconsciously had the urge to escape.
When he put down his things again, he felt that the bags seemed to move.
"Am I wrong?"
he muttered.
"No, you read that right, and you will become just like 'them' in no time!"
Old Mike walked into the cellar, and at the same time the wooden door slowly closed.
At this time, his old and cloudy eyes stared at Hulk greedily, as if he was looking at something delicious.
"You...what are you going to do!"
Hulk felt something was wrong, and when he subconsciously wanted to escape, he realized that the only exit had been blocked by the opponent.
Card!
Several skeletal arms emerged from the ground and grabbed him, and quickly spread to all parts of his body. Even his mouth was covered, making him completely unable to make a sound.
"The 'goods' this time are quite good, and we should be able to make good treasures!"
After Old Mike nodded with satisfaction, he took out the forearm-long white bone staff from his arms with his skinny right hand.
The top of the bone staff is a walnut-sized skull. Let’s not talk about its power, but it is absolutely terrifying, making people shudder just by looking at it.
The staff pointed toward the ground.
On the dim wall, the bone lamps lit up with a faint green light, and a bone altar rose from the soil.
The bone arm wrapped around Hulk's body is connected to the bone altar at the other end.
The cellar instantly turned into a strange ritual scene.
at this time….
Winter, winter, winter!
There was a knock on the closed wooden door of the cellar, and there was also a sound at the same time.
"Open the door and check the water meter!".
Old Mike looked stunned because he didn't notice the other party's appearance.
soon.
Boom, boom, boom!
Before he could figure out how to respond, the knocking on the door had turned into banging on the door.
"You have the ability to rob people, and you have the ability to open the door!"
The sound of rising volume kept coming.
Old Mike waved his bone staff.
Card!
A wall of bones blocked the back of the wooden door.
This way, even if the wooden door is destroyed, it will be impossible to enter the cellar, giving him time to complete the ritual.
But before Old Mike could start the ceremony, he sensed the danger and could only rush towards the dozen hanging bags.
boom!
In the huge explosion, bone fragments and flames swept across.
The two figures who followed the fire into the cellar were the two people who left before.
Zhao Hao, Freya!
After entering the cellar and seeing Hulk fixed on the altar with his skeletal arms, Zhao Hao sighed:
"You've had so much fun!"
It's hard not to think about this posture.
"Adventurer, you'd better leave right away, otherwise even with the protection of the Mother Goddess, I can make you understand what it means to be 'unbearable to live in pain'!"
Old Mike stood in front of the hanging bag with a very unkind tone.
It's not that he doesn't want to silence him.
But these adventurers who are still under the protection of the Mother Goddess have absolutely no way to silence them!
Of course, the inability to silence people does not mean that there are no threats.
"Of course, the necromancer does have many tricks to make people miserable, but you should be of the bone type, not the curse type, right?"
Zhao Hao first admitted that the undead wizard had the means to make people miserable, but also said that it was impossible for the other party to do it.
Every profession in the heroic world will have a large number of branches due to different development directions.
Just like the profession of Dru Yin, it is divided into spell streams, transformation streams, auxiliary streams, etc. It is impossible for players to be proficient in every stream. Neither time nor resources allow all professions to dominate.
The same is true for the Necromancer, a profession unique to the cemetery camp. It is divided into three major schools: the bone system, the summoning system, and the curse system.
Among them, the curse path can indeed make people miserable, but the bone path, which focuses on spell attacks, cannot do this.
"Who are you!"
Old Mike's eyes narrowed, and he did not expect that the other party would know the information about the undead wizard so well.
"A passerby, but if you are unwilling to cooperate, you may be your enemy!"
Zhao Hao wanted to know some information from the other party.
Unfortunately, old Mike would not be obedient and chose to take action first.
Tear!
Amidst the continuous cracking sounds, the cloth bag behind him was torn open one after another, and a humanoid monster with a body of more than two meters tall with sharp teeth and claws, crawling on the ground like a beast, fell to the ground.
Ghoul!
Zhao Hao is no stranger to this kind of monster.
Because this is a classic creation of the Necromancer.
Although it is far less powerful than the Black Warrior, it is more convenient to manufacture, has many advantages, and has a high growth limit. It is definitely the first choice for the Necromancer.
In fact, Zhao Hao yearns for the profession of necromancer, which is the profession with the highest potential.
Unfortunately, it was too ugly, and the 'working environment' was completely inhospitable. He might have mental problems if he stayed there for a long time, so in the end he chose Dru Yin from the barrier camp.
Of course, it's definitely not because this profession has the most psychopaths.
Whoosh!
Freya took the initiative to move forward with her sword.
Facing these dozen ghouls who were not even elite level, he fully demonstrated what "violent crushing" meant and chopped them into pieces.
The whole process takes less than half a minute, which is easier than eating and drinking.
Seeing this scene, Old Mike felt bad and used the spell he had been preparing.
"Disaster of the Undead!"
An invisible wave spreads around the other party.
Hearing this voice, Zhao Hao's relaxed expression turned solemn.
Because this spell is too famous.
