National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

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Wang Genit protected Tang Mingyue and his party behind Fang Heng.

He couldn't see the chain of condensed spiritual power, he didn't understand what Fang Heng was doing, and he couldn't understand the principle, but he could see that Fang Heng was using two diametrically opposite forces to clean up the wraith creatures at the same time.

superb.

Once those wraiths approached within ten meters of everyone, they would be dragged into the Book of the Dead by an invisible force.

Finding Fang Heng this time is the right person.

Tang Mingyue was startled by Fang Heng's Necromancy and Sacred Science at the same time.

But then, I found that Fang Heng's behavior was a bit weird.

This……

Wait a minute, isn't he spawning monsters?
Batch after batch, hundreds of resentful spirits are attracted by the Holy Brilliance Technique each time, and then swallowed up by the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng's hands, and transformed into the soul energy needed to activate the Bone Shrine.

After switching between sacred science and necromantic science several times in succession, the number of wraiths swarming from all sides also began to decrease significantly.

Seeing that the efficiency of seduction was getting slower and slower, Fang Heng frowned, and simply took out the bloodthirsty long sword from his right hand.

"Om..."

The golden holy light sprinkled on the long sword.

Fang Heng added the weapon blessing status to the bloodthirsty thorn, and then threw the bloodthirsty thorn towards Wangnite.

"Next, try!"

Wangenit took the light sword smoothly, his eyes lit up immediately.

He sensed the sacred aura attached to the long sword, and immediately understood it. He dodged forward and stabbed out a wraith body that had just floated out of the mist of undead in front of him waving the long sword.

"laugh!"

A golden spot of light appeared in the area where the wraith body was pierced by the long sword.

Its body stiffened in place, shaking uncontrollably for a moment, and then exploded with a bang.

"nice one!"

Wangenit looked down at the bloodthirsty thorn sword in his hand, and praised it.

This sword is too effective for dealing with wraith spirits.

Wang Genit secretly admired him, thinking that professional people do professional things, and Fang Heng's coming here this time was indeed the right choice.

"You lead the way in front, head over there, and I will protect the rear."

Fang Heng sensed the direction where the strange mist of undead gathered, and pointed towards the depths.

It's too slow to spawn monsters here, don't look for an exit now, just go directly to the place where the concentration of undead mist is the deepest, go directly there to spawn monsters, and clean up the wraith body before leaving!
"it is good!"

Wangnite didn't know what Fang Heng was thinking, and thought that Fang Heng had found the exit, so he nodded in response very simply, and walked to the front of the team to open the way.

He had been upset with those resentful spirits for a long time, and now he finally had a chance to vent.

Under the guidance of Fang Heng, everyone started to move forward again.

Along the way, as everyone slowly penetrated into the high-concentration area of ​​the mist of undead, the density and level of the surrounding wraith creatures also began to increase slowly.

But it's just a low-level resentful spirit body.

With a targeted weapon, Wangnite took the whole journey with ease, cutting melons and vegetables and leading everyone forward. As for the wraiths that rushed from behind, they were all swallowed up by the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng's hands and became bones. The nourishment of the altar.

Following Fang Heng's guidance, he walked forward for more than 20 minutes, and a faint light appeared in front of the passage.

Fang Heng couldn't help squinting his eyes, and there was a layer of red light in his pupils.

Ahead appears to be the entrance to a lobby area.

He saw a flickering blue light emerge from within the hall.

"who!!"

"stop!"

Several imperial guards guarding the entrance of the hall saw someone breaking in and shouted as a signal.

There are even imperial guards? !
Wangnite moved when he saw this, and immediately turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the guard in front.

Fang Heng frowned and reminded: "Be careful, save yourself a life, and don't let them sound the alarm."

"I know."

Wangnite's figure flashed past quickly.

laugh!
A figure flitted in front of the imperial guards.

The black thorn spikes instantly pierced the throats of the two guards who were shouting loudly.

The guard clutched his throat, eyes flickering with fear, and slowly fell into a pool of blood.

"It's the enemy!"

A group of more than a dozen imperial guards all rushed towards Wangnet.

"Humph."

Wangnet let out a disdainful snort, a layer of black cuticle overflowed from his body, and waved the black thorn in his hand.

In just 20 seconds, there were eight more corpses and two fainted imperial guards on the pool of blood on the ground.

The black horny layer on Wangenit's body surface gradually faded away. Looking at Fang Heng and the other three who were walking slowly behind, he nodded and said, "It's done."

Tang Mingyue stared at the corpses on the ground, and said, "They don't seem to be affected by the resentful spirits. Is there some special prop on their bodies that obscures the breath of the living? Pick them up and check."

Sandy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, thinking that there is such a good thing?If you have it, you will not be afraid of tomb robbers looking for artworks in the future.

"I'll come, I'll come."

Sandy said and began to search for the dead guard.

Unfortunately, Sandy searched for a long time but did not find anything special.

After flipping through it several times, Sandy looked up at Tang Mingyue, "No, are you sure? Did you make a mistake somewhere?"

"It doesn't seem to be a prop, it should be related to the alchemy lines drawn on their bodies."

Fang Heng manipulated the Book of the Dead with one hand to absorb the wraiths that surged around him, looked at the corpses on the ground, and shook his head, "Forget it, leave them alone, take those two who fainted, and let's go."

"Tattoos, forget it."

Sandy shook her head, feeling sorry.

Fang Heng looked away from the corpse and looked in the direction of the hall ahead.

"what?"

Seeing the place where the blue light was shining clearly, Fang Heng couldn't help but let out a small sigh.

The light came from an alchemy magic circle in the hall.

The alchemy magic circle is running slowly, and the thick mist of undead overflows from the magic circle. In addition, there are sporadic wraiths being born from the magic circle.

"Be careful, let's go in and take a look."

"it is good."

Wangnite stabbed through several wraiths attacking from the hall, and took the lead to enter the hall.

"There is no one here."

There was no one in the hall, and there was only a solitary alchemy magic circle still in operation in the center.

A large amount of undead mist is constantly escaping from the magic circle.

Tang Mingyue and his party entered the hall one after another, stood around the alchemy magic circle and observed, and finally turned their eyes to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng had a bit of novelty on his face.

The undead mist in the underground area was actually created by using the alchemy magic circle?

Fang Heng felt that he still lacked knowledge.

"Protect me."

As Fang Heng said, he put away the Book of the Dead, stepped forward, squatted down, and pressed his hands on the alchemy magic circle.

Information about the alchemy magic circle immediately appeared on the retina.

[Hint: The player discovered the alchemy magic circle - the fog of the dead].

[Reminder: Players can try to comprehend and learn the magic circle at present (comprehension probability is related to the player's alchemy skill level, alchemy talent, necromancy skill level, necromancy talent, player's main attribute and various related skills)].

(End of this chapter)