fallen devil

Chapter 14 No.14 The Disaster of the Weak III
The black river was splashed with water. With the help of starlight, Tang Ze looked at the reflection in the water and shook his head.

No monsters were seen along the way, and it seemed that the golden eyes played a big role here.

Tang Ze squinted his eyes and thought about it. With his strength, it would be easy to leave the zombie behind and escape, but the faint peeping made him dispel this idea.

"Before you have the ability to protect yourself, you can't act rashly."

The unknown is scary. He looked around the green field, and then looked at the sky that had completely darkened.

This is the edge of the bloody wasteland, and you can find the Rogue camp along the river.

Humans live near water, which provides a lot of convenience for demons to attack.

Walked with the zombies for about two hours, there was a cry when passing the entrance of the jungle cemetery, and otherwise, there was nothing worth mentioning.

Abandoned huts appeared in the field of vision, the dry grass on the roof was only ash, the decayed planks were covered with moss, and the starlight shone through the rusted chains, illuminating the messy interior.

It was a stronghold in the period when human beings had not retreated to the "Roger Camp".

Following the zombies into the house, Tang Ze noticed the fragments of books on the bookshelves and the yellowed paper between the broken floors.

There was a vague stench here, but Tang Ze, who was a fallen demon, didn't notice it.

He was attracted by some intact books, and excitedly removed the wooden boards that were in the way, and opened their title pages.

""Green Light Chronicle", and "Girlian Poems"... "Improving Outpost Operational Efficiency"."

"In a different world, knowledge is also very important."

He couldn't help but sigh.

[Wisdom and proficiency in languages] The benefits are obvious, leaving aside historiography and many other professional knowledge, Tang Ze is now a university student who is proficient in countless languages.

In addition, several incomplete books with mysterious packaging caught his attention, and he couldn't help guessing whether they were "magic books".

The golden eyes had driven him here, not the books, of course.

The roars of the zombies interrupted his thoughts, and he stood up in surprise, only to find a corpse hanging in the corner of the room.

Tissues and flesh and blood were sealed by dense vines, no corruption occurred, but the head was cut open, which was a fatal injury.

Judging from the old gray robe and the blood-stained wooden staff on the floor, this person is a male mage.

The pitch-black rattan was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart, and the dried blood stains extended from outside the house to the brown wall.

Tang Ze hadn't learned any criminal investigation techniques, but just looking at this trace, he could imagine the despair of this person.

"System, can you check the level of this dead body?"

"Speaking of which, do I have any probing functions?"

He asked the question from the bottom of his heart, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea without making any waves.

Just as Tang Ze was thinking about what he should do, the black vines on the corpse squirmed quickly, and fine powdery crystals flowed out from the worn clothes and sprinkled on the floor.

It is very figurative to say that this corpse began to desertify.

Suddenly, a gray mass of air spewed out from the severed head, like a ball of cotton, falling lightly to the ground.

The wriggling black vines tore through the rags, and retracted into the cracks in the floor within a few seconds, leaving only hideous little holes.

"Experience···"

Tang Ze frowned slightly, but began to hesitate.

He had already had the experience of eating experience points from dead zombies, and he knew very well that this was a dust mass representing experience points.

What made him uneasy was that the way Golden Eyes raised pigs was too obvious, and they even directly provided him with experience, which made the original delaying plan almost completely messed up.

There is no such thing as a pie falling from the sky, and because of this, he has no extra choice.

"Yangmou? Could it be that that guy really has such deep scheming?"

Tang Ze suddenly felt parched, and he couldn't believe it. Suddenly, the pair of blood-soaked boots and the cold voice passed through his mind.

"If even that kind of human is its subordinate..."

While Tang Ze was thinking, he bent down and stretched out his hand towards the gray air mass.

The feeling was stronger than before, and the warm breath penetrated into the arms, spreading and melting throughout the limbs.

"Experience +90"

"Obtain a piece of human soul essence, trigger the reward"

"New message: HP limit +5"

"New message: Maximum mana value +2"

"New message: Attribute control points +1"

"What's different..."

Tang Ze's face changed slightly. The experience from human corpses is more vital than the experience from zombies, and the amount of increase is much higher.

This may have something to do with the "Essence of the Human Soul". He still doesn't know anything about the system on his body.

And what is the reward for absorbing, why can it increase the dominance points?

Although he had read too many systematically streamed novels in his previous life, when he actually encountered them, he still felt full of unknowns.

Need to explore step by step.

The new information surprised him so much that he couldn't help but open the properties panel.

Name: Tang Ze

Rating: 1
Experience: 200/500
Occupation: Fallen Demon
Life: 25/25
Mana: 5/5
Stamina: 14/15
Power: 3
Constitution: 3
Agility: 3
Energy: 3
Domination Points Remaining: 1
After hesitating for a while, he decided to keep this dominance point.

"With another three or four places like this, I will be able to step into Lv2."

Tang Ze stood up slowly, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and touched the brown wooden staff next to the rags.

Just like the game content of Diablo 2, there are gray italic characters on the top of this unremarkable brown wooden stick, reminding Tang Ze to pick it up.

[Broken Staff] (Destroyed)

Just as he stretched out his hand nervously and was about to touch the handle of the wooden stick, the roar of zombies came from behind him.

They staggered towards the outside of the house, apparently urging Tang Ze to leave.

This place is obviously the residence of the male mage. Apart from this staff, there may be more information about the human world.

With better luck, you can find precious "magic books".

To demons, those are shabby tricks used by humans.But in Tang Ze's eyes, they are all important items that can be used and contain valuable information.

Only he who was once a human can understand the wisdom of human beings.

Stay here, or continue to follow the zombies?

Grabbing the wooden stick, the relevant attributes appeared in front of him, and he suddenly made a decision.

Regardless, priority is given to leveling up.

He took a step forward, and with a feeling of apprehension, he successfully brought the stick out of the messy hut.

"The monitoring of the golden eyes is probably limited...that is to say, I have a chance to escape?"

Browsing the information panel of the first piece of equipment, Tang Ze couldn't help making a lucky guess considering the smoothness of the trip.

Broken Staff (Broken)
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Basic attributes ---
One-handed damage: 1-2.
Attack range: Small (melee).
Occupational Requirements: Mage.
Requires Power: 8
Demand Agility: 6
Durability: 0/10 (unrepairable)——
Effect (expired) ---
+50% damage to undead
+30 mana
+1 Fire Bomb (for mages only)
The font in the effect column has changed from azure blue to red, and there are many red places in terms of wearing requirements.

To put it bluntly, Tang Ze can only use this staff as wood.

But he is still very excited, after all, this is the first piece of equipment in the Diablo 2 world.

"Very memorable."

Tang Ze, who couldn't put it down, was playing with the stick, when suddenly there was a sizzle sound behind him.

He turned around in surprise, especially in the dark night, as bright yellow flames spread inside the hut, and bursts of smoke merged into the darkness.

In the sizzling fire, there seemed to be a cold sight projected over him.

"Damn...it's really everywhere. Fortunately, I didn't act rashly."

Tang Ze was startled, turned around and ran towards the zombie group without looking back.

The shaky hut began to collapse, sparks roared, and under the ashes of broken and collapsed wood, countless papers were ignited and turned into gray smoke.

This stronghold was completely uprooted.

In the depths of the fire that cannot be touched by sight, the golden phantom slowly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)