This is simply a half-confidant. You must know that his dream is to use the art of necromancy to "resurrect" his paper figurine wife. Aren't vampires also a kind of undead? Although it's a bit crooked, if you round it off, it's not too different, right?
"I never thought that vampires are also a type of undead. It seems that the next research direction can focus on vampires."
The vampire thing actually originated in the West. The specific origin is unknown, but it can be regarded as a kind of Western undead. If he combines things with things, he might really be able to make some breakthroughs.
It was getting late, and in this season of long nights and short days, the sky started to get gloomy just before five o'clock, and it was very fast. By the time I raised my head and lowered my head, only half of the sun was barely hanging on.
"Come on, let's all eat this thing." The short man's companion Da Zhuang took out something gray like garlic from the package behind his back.
He is just an ordinary person, but he is physically strong and can keep up with the pace. He has no magical aura about him, but he seems to lack the vitality of ordinary people.
This gray thing looks a bit like a sweet potato, more like a large garlic.
"Gray garlic? I didn't expect you still have this thing. No wonder you dare to come out to take orders at this time." Ji Yan recognized what it was at a glance.
"Expert!" the short man praised.
"Is this delicious?" Mo Fan asked, already putting the gray garlic to his mouth.
"Well, it shouldn't be considered delicious. You have to be mentally prepared." Before Ji Yan finished speaking, Mo Fan had already taken a bite.
"Ah poof~~~!!" Mo Fan spurted out in the next second, and gray scum fell to the ground.
"Holy shit, what the hell is this!" Mo Fan yelled angrily.
"This thing can mask the aura of a living person. The quantity is limited and the value is comparable to gold. You have already wasted one." The short man said with some pity.
"Such an unpalatable thing, I would rather kill the undead." Mo Fan was about to say something else, but when he saw the old lady's eyes glancing over, he didn't dare to say anything.
"How about I give this to you?" Liu Ru whispered into Mo Fan's ear. She can no longer be counted as a living person. It shouldn't matter whether she eats or not.
"Eat it for me!"
Mo Yingge turned around and stuffed the gray garlic in his hand into Mo Fan's mouth. Mo Fan almost burst into tears, but he still swallowed the gray garlic with tears in his eyes.
"Ah? I still have one here, please bring another one." Seeing this, the short man hurried over and wanted to hand out another gray garlic. This is the super rich woman who is the main customer, so she has to be taken care of. Even if she doesn't eat it, she can't make others suffer.
"No, they're coming." Moyingge waved her hand and refused. She actually wanted to see what the Land of the Dead looked like at night.
"What's coming?"
"Undead." Ji Yan said.
There was still a trace of light left in the sky, but the soil mixed with fine white sand under their feet was already showing signs of loosening.
Everyone ate the gray garlic, except Mo Yingge and Ji Yan.
"Why don't you eat?" the short man urged.
"It's okay, I'm a necromancer." Ji Yan shook his head and put away the gray garlic with his backhand. This thing is not common. I couldn't find one for research before. It would be too wasteful to just eat it.
"Uhhhh!! Uhhhh!!!"
The sound of something filthy being clogged in the throat was endless. Wild undead sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Some even had no heads, but they crawled out of the soil one after another and saw Mo Yinge. Just like a famine-stricken person who saw the big golden chicken legs, he kept moving here!
"Just this kind of stuff?" Mo Yinge seemed to be questioning, which made Ji Yan smile bitterly. In the eyes of a super-level mage, these ordinary slave-level undead are really just a quantifier.
"These are just the most common low-level undead." Ji Yan said.
Mo Yinge flicked out tiny sparks with his fingers, just like the small sparks bursting out after the explosion of firewood. They should have been weak and dissipated in the air within a few seconds, but once the small sparks popped up by Mo Yingge once When it comes into contact with the unearthed undead, a brilliant fire flower will suddenly explode.
Fireworks are like torches. If you can observe carefully, every little spark can actually find an undead very accurately. Soon, clusters of torches are lit in a radius of hundreds of meters, and groups of small undead appear. Burned like weeds.
"What a powerful fire mage!" The short man exclaimed. This skill alone was beyond the reach of ordinary high-level players. Even the master hunter he knew probably wouldn't be able to achieve this level.
"We'd better leave. We can't kill all the undead. If we encounter some more powerful ones, we'll be in trouble."
"When you say powerful, do you mean the warrior-level undead?" Mo Yinge asked.
Ji Yan stretched out his hand and pointed, and a gray line hit the undead warrior. Immediately, the corpse was unable to move, and its body continued to rapidly disintegrate and collapse. Finally, it turned into a dust-like corpse and dissipated on the earth.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." Ji Yan went over and picked up a piece of undead crystal.
* "Your hands are good." Mo Yingge's eyes lit up. Ji Yan's move of raising his hand to dismantle the corpse was very handsome.
Ji Yan shook his head and said: "It can only deal with some low-level generals, it's just a trivial trick."
"But I advise you to eat the gray garlic. You can kill them all the way, but if you provoke a big guy or there are too many, we won't be able to handle it." Ji Yan said with a smile.
"No way, I want to eat this stuff too?" Mo Yinge grimaced, and finally sighed, biting his silver teeth and eating a piece of gray garlic, his little face suddenly became wrinkled.
"How's it going, sister? Does it taste okay?" Mo Fan came over and asked desperately.
"Ha~~~"
Mo Yingge blew a strong breath directly into Mo Fan's face. The special smell of gray garlic almost made Mo Fan vomit.
"This thing is really unpalatable!" Mo Yingge complained.
Many undead souls in the distance were attracted by the movement here, but they wandered over and found nothing. Only some "same kind" with "smells" were here, so they dispersed.
"This thing is quite magical." Mo Fan sighed.
"Let's go, let's move on now." The short man said.
While rushing through the night, there are various undead spirits emerging from the surrounding soil. I don’t know why, but the undead here in the ancient capital, no matter what race they were in life, even if the demon of Qinling came over and died and was resurrected as an undead, they would also Make yourself look like a humanoid.
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