Create the Age of Magic

In the depths of the dark jungle, a sharp woman's voice sounded. The tone and timbre of the voice were very strange. Just listening to the voice made people uncomfortable.

Why hasn't that stupid zombie come back? It's been out for two days.

A crunching, tooth-piercing sound came from a white skull as it answered the woman's question.

Maybe I can't help it. Its desire to kill is too strong, so strong that it can ignore the mission of the Supreme. In fact, I can understand it. If I see a living person, I can't help it.

As a skeleton, it does not have human vocal organs, and can only rely on the fluctuation of the soul to transmit information. This kind of information cannot be heard by humans, but it is a normal language for the undead.

We, the mission, don't need zombies, too stupid... This is a corpse wearing armor and holding an elite weapon. It can skillfully use the fighting skills of its previous life, and its body is not as stiff as a zombie. It is a black corpse. warrior.

On the other side, a normal zombie roared dissatisfiedly at the black warrior. The disobedient one was the mutant zombie, so what did it have to do with it?

The ghost floated in the middle, glaring at the other undead creatures with green eyes, making them stop arguing.

With the help of the faint light on Youhun's body, several monsters also appeared in the darkness.

In addition to the two level 4 undead, the black warrior and the skeleton, there is also an ordinary level 3 zombie and a suture monster with thick water flowing all over its body.

Standing in the middle is the strongest undead among them, a naked fifth-level ghost.

There were black blood and tears in the corners of Youhun's eyes, and there were many scars on her body, but apart from these, she was an extremely beautiful woman.

She was a rich lady before she was alive. She was tricked into rape in a castle deep in the mountains. After being tortured and humiliated, she was buried alive and suffocated to death. Her strong resentment turned her into an angry ghost. She killed the castle in the castle. No one turned the castle into a famous murderous place. Before meeting the old gravekeeper, she was an extremely rare third-level undead creature in Ceylon.

The Supreme has entrusted us with an important task, I will not allow us to fail, if that stupid zombie comes back, I will kill it with my own hands...

The five undead began to move on. They were looking for something they didn't understand, just because of an order from the old man.

...

In the camp, amidst the crowd watching, the zombie rushed towards Horn with a roar. After all, the way of thinking of undead creatures is different from that of normal humans. If they feel afraid, they should eliminate the source of fear instead of running away.

But as soon as it ran two steps, Jacob stood in front of it, holding the long sword with both hands, and it flew out with a light wave!

This zombie is only a third-level creature, and although its speed is not slow, its movements are very stiff. Jacob hit it as if he was playing.

Hey, don't kill it yet. Horn restrained Jacob anxiously. This is excellent research material, and it would be a waste if Jacob killed him just like that.

But he soon discovered that his worry was unnecessary. The zombie stood up from the ground, and there was a long sword mark on his chest, but it was less than half a centimeter deep. Although it was Jacob's casual sword, But it is also enough to see the toughness of this zombie's body.

Jacob's face was a little gloomy. A mere third-level undead had no defense at all and stood up alive and kicking immediately after bearing his own sword. This made him a little unacceptable.

Very good, very good, this zombie's body has a strength that far exceeds that of a normal third-level creature. Captain Jacob, please subdue it, but don't kill it. I have some research to do.

Jacob was a little dissatisfied with Horn directing him, but he still followed Horn's request. Although the third-level undead was a bit strong, he was still sure to control it.

After fighting for a while, he found that things were not that easy. It was easy for him to defeat this zombie. He could cut it into pieces with a little effort, but it was a bit difficult to capture him alive.

This guy doesn't look like a dead thing, but his vitality is astonishing. Jacob even cut off one of its legs, and even cut a few swords at the tendons and hamstrings, but this guy still couldn't calm down.

In the end, Terry and Horn worked together to hold down the zombie with the hands of a magician. Jacob pinned it to the ground with a few weapons of ordinary soldiers. Lei Yin was firmly fixed on the ground.

The metal Thunder Silver is very easy for Horn to handle, so Horn always carries a ball with him.

The mere third-level zombie couldn't break free from Horn's shackles. This guy who likes to devour life has now completely become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in Horn's hands.

Through the battle just now, Horn has more or less mastered some of the characteristics of this zombie. Its speed is very fast, its body is particularly strong, and its strength is stronger than that of a normal third-level fighter. However, because of its stiff body, its close combat Skills are not as powerful as Horn.

There are no obvious shortcomings in physics. In terms of combat effectiveness, it should be inferior to normal third-level fighters, but it is much stronger than third-level fighters.

Well, can you set up a tent here for me? I want to study this thing. Horn said to Jacob.

I'll make this place brighter for you, can't you just study here? Jacob obviously didn't want to set up a tent for Horn at night.

Of course, if you don't mind, I'll do it right here.

Horn took out a thunder silver knife and stabbed it into the zombie's stomach with a swipe, bringing out a trace of mucus with a strong smell and a breath of death. The zombie let out a painful wail, which made everyone frown again.

Under the threat of the smell and strange noise, Jacob obediently obeyed Horn's words, and covered the zombie with a tent. If you don't build a tent for him, everyone will not want to sleep today.

Horn first released a sound insulation technique on the tent, and then walked into the tent with a grinning grin. He couldn't hear the sound, but he could see Horn inside doing some terrible things through the lights.

Hey, Mr. Terry, is there really no problem with Master Edward's current state... Al, with the green algae head, said to Terry tremblingly.

Terry took a sip of the spirits and said, You are still young, and most powerful magicians look like this.

But you're not like this, aren't you amazing? Al asked naively.

Terry: ...

Also, I heard Senator Sharon say that drinking alcohol will affect the progress of magic. Is it okay for you to drink spirits directly?

Terry: ...

This guy is not cute at all...

On rainy days, I like to walk in the rain with an umbrella, cover my head with an umbrella, and enjoy the feeling of being alone in the world, until one day I was hit by a motorcycle...