quicksilver blood

Chapter 76 Going Underground

A corpse divided in two from the waist.

A corpse whose head was crushed into paste.

A corpse with its stomach hollowed out.

corpse, corpse, corpse...

As soon as you enter the sewer, everything in front of you is filled with various corpses.Even if it is a busy city, there will not be such a crowded crowd.

In a word, it is the collection of death.

"Isn't this the old blacksmith who was addicted to alcohol?"

"Nana, how could..."

"Shrek! You are finally dead!"

Almost everyone found someone they knew among the corpses, but disappeared in a certain period of time.

For a moment, emotions of joy, sadness, and rage were mixed together, and the fragile team immediately clamored.

"Quiet!"

Roland shouted loudly, his majestic voice echoed in the narrow and cramped sewer, stopping the noise of the crowd in an instant.

Before these people could open their mouths to express their dissatisfaction with Roland, a dark and heavy feeling came out of Roland.

People who were closer to Roland suddenly felt that the surrounding air became stagnant, not to mention moving, even breathing became much more difficult.

If I had to describe it, it would be the feeling of being buried alive.

Being swallowed by the swamp, swallowed by quicksand, being pressed into a deep pit by huge boulders, the fear of seeing the shovel after shovel of loess falling on the body reminds people of the primitive fear of the earth.

This feeling of being disgusted and hated by the thing that carries you became much more serious in the sewer. Even the four silver-level experts were covered in cold sweat and did not dare to move at all.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment and then immediately withdrew, which even made people think it was an illusion.

But anyway, at least people were quieter.

"Break me up! The person who planted the bomb is probably watching us from somewhere!"

Roland shouted sharply, startling everyone in a cold sweat.

Yes, you must know that this is the sewer of the city of wealth, and these corpses are not immobile pieces of meat that can be dragged out to feed dogs at will, but walking corpses driven by negative energy.

They can fight!
And the fighting skills are not inferior to those in life, and even become more terrifying because they don't know fear and fatigue!
"A corpse that is gradually festering? I've seen this kind of thing. Occasionally, there will be some in the random graveyard in my hometown."

A young stalker walked forward while talking.No one could even spot him until he made a sound.

The stalker's footsteps were low and his figure was blurred. At a glance, it was impossible to tell whether he was walking forward or to the sides.

This is advanced stealth, with some half-baked shadow steps mixed in.

... a typical series of wrong points.

Roland immediately knew what the young stalker was thinking.

It is nothing more than using advanced stealth to approach a place very close to the enemy, and then using the half-baked shadow step to cause visual deception, and then kill the enemy when he is confused.

This is a complete waste of the hard-won ability of advanced stealth.

This is a high-level skill that can only be learned when the perception is raised to 3 and the agility is raised to 5. It can improve the stealth ability by five neglect levels.

For example, the stealth skill of a bronze-rank stalker only has six ignore levels, which means that Roland can easily spot him as long as his perception is higher than six points.But if he has learned advanced stealth, as long as Roland does not perceive eleven o'clock, he will only be aware of it when he is within three steps of him.

If it was Roland, on the basis of advanced stealth, he would learn another Shunpo to supplement his displacement, and then add the ability to escape into the smoke and into the darkness to get the ability to exit the battlefield. In the remaining time, he can learn all kinds of Offensive ability too.

After learning advanced stealth, I specially learned a shadow step for frontal attack. To use a vulgar description, this is simply taking off my pants and farting——

Roland couldn't imagine how guilty the stalker was.In fact, at his level, even if he assassinates a priest of the same level, he can get close to the assassination distance. The flashy and extremely difficult skill of shadow walking is useless except for pretending to beep.

Of course, since Roland just said to be quiet and he came out, the possibility of the latter is not small.

Roland chuckled in his heart, and just watched without speaking.

"This kind of monster is generally called walking corpse for short. If you want to kill walking corpse, you must destroy more than [-]% of their spine."

The young stalker said with a smile, while dodging the pounce of a walking corpse sideways, and shaved off his spine with an extremely smooth boning technique.

"careful!"

At this moment, Roland yelled kindly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Orlando, he won't move anymore..."

The stalker turned back and talked to Roland.

But before the words were finished, a sudden change occurred——

A few white dots suddenly protruded from the wound of the walking corpse that was perfectly cut open from the back, and then, several strange off-white thread-like worms covered with soft scales rushed towards the Stalker like lightning.

Although he didn't see the change happening behind him, he vaguely felt something was wrong. He immediately turned around and slashed behind him with several rays of sword light.

Immediately, three worms were cut into two by his short knife, but two more worms landed on his right eye and mouth, wriggling and getting in.

With just one breath, the young stalker wailed in pain, clutching his shoulders and rolling all over the ground.

Roland walked over decisively and ripped off the stalker's shirt.

A dark red mark bulged in the center of the stalker's back before, and gradually bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, a dark red mark quickly bulged in the center of his back,
"It's a spine-dweller! Some undead have tampered with the sewer!"

The Sly Knife Wizard shouted with an ugly expression.

This is not some kind of weapon.

Strictly speaking, ridge dwellers should be considered a resource.

Because the body of the undead is perishable, and only bones and internal organs can be made by witchcraft, so in order to have enough high-quality raw materials of blood, muscles and brains as the materials for one's own replacement body, one cannot use witchcraft or The undead who made these three raw materials by themselves have developed three kinds of resources that can produce these three materials.

That's spine-dwellers, living flesh, and brain-eating ghosts.

Leaving aside the latter two for the time being, the spine-dweller is a man-made demonized creature that feeds on bone marrow, and can reproduce and grow on its own in the spine of a living body.

If you put mature spine-dwellers in a wine pool, the wine pool will soon turn into a blood pool, and the alcohol in it can be removed with a very simple process.

Since the undead have this technology, the bones and frames have been replaced with flesh and blood.

Humans parasitized by ridge dwellers will mourn for three days and three nights before dying, and elves and dwarves will struggle for a longer time.To cure this kind of parasitic injury, one must either completely destroy the spine and the worms inside, turning the whole person into a disabled person who cannot move; or the priest of the soul domain needs to use psychic techniques to take out the worms through the body.

By the way, the only gods with soul domains are Floater and Lord of Ghosts, and their common characteristic is that their range of activities is in the East Suze and Ice Desert areas north of Elcate.

There is no doubt that the city of wealth is unlikely to attract the group of priests who regard life, death and wealth as dung.In other words, a stalker who is accidentally parasitized by a ridge dweller has no chance of surviving.

This point, the young stalker is also very clear.

Now he wants to die.

"I'm hopeless! Kill me! Kill me!"

Seeing the stalker screaming and rolling on the ground in pain, Roland squatted down and put his hand on his forehead.

"What is your religion? Also, tell me your name."

"...I am a follower of the Lord of Darkness, Kova, Kova is my name...I beg you to kill me..."

"Relax, I will kill you."

Under the surprised gazes of the people behind him, Roland tapped his right hand on the sneaker's forehead to depict the mark of the Lord of Darkness, and said slowly: "Kova, may your The soul is with the Lord of Darkness, may he take you by the hand to the land without light, and may you not be exposed to the scorching sun."

In the almost frozen silence, Roland's deep prayer echoed in the sewer.

Anyone can see that Roland is definitely not the priest of the Lord of Darkness.

Leading the way after death as a follower of another god as an usurper, although it will let the dead rest in peace, it will incur the wrath of the gods.They will also be picked up after death.

In the eyes of everyone, it was impossible for Roland not to know about this, but he still chose to pray for the stalker's rest.

At that moment, people seemed to feel that a string in their hearts was gently touched.

As the prayer became deeper and deeper, Roland's right hand finally stopped above the eyes of the stalker.

Roland finally opened the right hand that covered the young stalker's eyes, only to find that he had already rested, his eyes were closed, and his face was full of tranquility and serenity.

And the stalker's own short knife was stuck in his chest, and the handle of the short knife was tightly held in Roland's left hand.

"You may rest in peace, because the grace of the Lord of Darkness will follow you all your life."

"--Forever."

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