At noon, dark clouds piled up.
Through the hazy air, the cold sunshine was also tainted with heavy depression.
Everywhere not far away, there is a village.
The village walls are all made of new soil.
Inside, the ground is full of ruins.
Like a newborn seed, it is made into a false specimen.
It's like a baby bird that has just escaped from the eggshell and is suddenly condensed by amber.
Vitality and corruption all stay at this moment.
Outside the village, the dark wasteland was covered with traces of reclamation, but not a single living thing grew on the ground. There were only some white skeletons with missing arms and legs, wandering around in the middle of it.
"Squeak!"
"Squeak!"
The soles of metal boots stepped on the road paved with decayed bones, and the smell of decay splashed together with the gray dust, leaving clear footprints on this hopeless wasteland.
Hearing the movement of strangers, the skeletons swinging around woke up. One by one, fearless, they stepped on the hesitating footsteps and rushed towards the living people with ferocious expressions.
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【Ding! Defeat the enemy, basic swordsmanship experience +13]
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【Ding! Defeat the enemy, basic swordsmanship experience +17]
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When there were no more skeletons rushing around, Yaro stopped and crouched down, looking at the broken bones on the ground.
"The color of the bones is gray and white, the sound of knocking is crisp, and there are particles of soil mixed in the cracks. Most of them are old bones that have been buried deeply for a long time."
After patting the dust on his clothes, Yaro stood up and concluded:
"There shouldn't be many new deaths, but... where are all the living people?"
Along the way, Yaro didn't see a single living person. Instead, there were more and more of these skeleton monsters and undead creatures.
"Could it be that they were driven to some key locations and massacred intensively?"
Thinking of the tragic scene he saw last night, Yaro frowned and quickly checked the surroundings, hoping to find traces of the evacuation of living people.
Unfortunately, to no avail.
The remaining footsteps were in a mess, with no unified direction at all.
When Yaro climbed up a tall dead tree, and then used a dragonfly to soar into the sky, he finally found useful information.
"The skeletons in the distance are densely forming an army. Both the number and the movement of their gathering are abnormal. Go and take a look. Maybe you can gain something."
Even if no trace of the living is found, such a number of undead will bring a lot of experience points.
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brush--!
brush--!
brush--!
The skeletal monsters wielding bone knives are like a surging tide, and the alternating white bones are enough to make anyone's trypophobia sick.
The pale skeleton was getting closer and closer...even so close that one could vaguely see the grind marks of several teeth on the lower jaw of the skeleton.
There was a strange glint in their dark eye sockets, and they stared greedily at the living creatures in front of them.
"Huhuhu..."
Thick sweat, rapid breathing, sore muscles...the vigorous beating of the heart is like a rumbling snare drum.
The old soldier used his remaining arm to wave half of the broken sword, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Raise your shield!"
"Wow!"
Broken wooden doors, flat and rounded rolling boards, woven wooden railings... big and small, everything looks like a shield.
At the same time, the young men holding these 'wooden shields' were also very badly dressed and did not look like professional warriors.
But at this moment, these young teenagers were holding up funny 'shields', their scruffy faces were full of seriousness, and their clear eyes were shining with perseverance. They were all determined warriors.
Although the shields on their hands are ridiculous, their 'weapons' - wooden hammers made of dead wood tied with stones are even more ridiculous.
But this is no play.
This is a real war!
"attack!"
The veteran had just given the order, and the young men who had been prepared for a long time held their 'shields' on their sides, their muscles bulging, and they shouted and pushed hard.
Bang!
The surging skeletons were like ocean waves, slamming heavily on the embankment formed by the 'shield'. Some of the petite skeletons were squeezed back and forth and collapsed quickly like building blocks.
"kill!"
The soldiers who followed quickly swung their crude stone hammers and struck the round skulls mercilessly.
Bump, bump, bump...
"ah!"
A young man let out a shrill scream and quickly fell into the sea of bones.
"Little Drew!"
The soldier next to him had red eyes, but he had no time to rescue him.
The violent splatter of blood dyed the squirming bones around him red, and within a moment, the boy was no longer heard from.
The battle continues.
"Watch your step!"
Some soldiers quickly discovered the problem.
It turned out that the skulls that had been crushed and collapsed before, the skulls that had fallen to the ground, were rolling forward, biting the soles of the soldiers' feet.
Even after being reminded, the situation at this time did not improve.
The number of humans is too small, and the combat power of skeletons varies. From time to time, slightly stronger skeleton monsters break through the shields and slash at the surrounding warriors. As blood splashes on them, these skeletons The power is actually gradually increasing.
The veteran rushed to the rescue and slashed at the necks of several skeleton monsters with his broken knife.
Snap!
The skull without its head can no longer fight.
But this can't kill it. As long as the skull is not damaged, these skeleton monsters can be reassembled at any time.
The veteran slashed hard, relying on his skilled combat experience to briefly maintain the defense line, and at the same time shouted:
"Back off, back off! Look after each other, don't be left alone!"
"Back off, back off!"
The soldiers reminded each other, fighting and retreating, and the piled-up skeleton monsters followed closely, and they crossed each other across a flat land piled with grass, grease, and wood.
"Quick! Light the fire!"
The fire starter fell to the ground and the fire quickly broke out.
boom!
The raging fire turned into a wall of fire, black smoke billowed, and the strong fire quickly burned large areas of bones. The soldiers fought back at the same time, quickly wiping out the skeletons that followed.
Snap! Snap!
Under the double steaming of fire and sunlight, the dense white bones quickly turned black, and the large skeletal monsters quickly collapsed in the flames.
The young warrior panted and looked at the veteran: "Father Charles, can this fire burn all those monsters to death?"
Father Charles held the broken knife tightly and looked at the skeleton in the flames with vigilance. His face was full of sorrow: "Little Hami, although those monsters are stupid, they will not take the initiative to enter the flames. The fuel we prepared is not enough." Too much, but not enough to completely burn them to death.”
Hami looked at the sea of bones opposite the wall of fire: "What should we do? When the fire stops, we can continue to hit their heads?"
Father Charles looked at the high-spirited young men around him, pursed his dry lips, and said solemnly: "Your lives are more important. We will go back later and bring fuel again."
"Don't worry, we will kill all these monsters sooner or later, and we will clean up our homeland again!"
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