Global Game, Start By Becoming A Necromancer

When he was talking to Gu Qinghan just now, the little skeletons from before rushed up to attack him, but he ignored them.

The damage is too low, not as painful as being hit by a weak zombie.

However, Chen Jianguo discovered that every time these little skeletons attacked, a white light would flash around and a new little skeleton would appear.

In just ten seconds, there were already dozens of small skeletons around it.

These little skeletons were like a group of naughty children wandering around him, making him gradually irritated.

Chen Jianguo took a deep breath and simply stopped attacking. He put an earthy yellow mask on himself and looked at the little skeletons outside.

Gu Qinghan had already put away the four professional skeletons and looked at Chen Jianguo who was competing with these small skeletons.

The soul fire in the eyes of these little skeletons is like a candle in the wind, and it is difficult to spot it without looking carefully.

However, as soon as they appeared, they showed a strong fighting spirit, even though their bodies were already decayed.

One minute was up, and the body of a small skeleton suddenly sank and turned into broken bones on the ground.

However, as the necromantic power dissipated, its bones quickly aggregated and condensed into a bone spear only half a meter long.

Each small skeleton gradually disintegrated on its own, and then turned into bone spears and remained in place.

These bone spears trembled slightly, pointing in the direction of Chen Jianguo, as if they couldn't wait to attack.

Gu Qinghan suddenly understood the meaning of the name of his equipment.

Even though the body has long been turned into bones, the flesh and blood have long since disappeared, and even the fire of the soul has dissipated.

However, they still want to deliver the final blow.

This is their glorious blow!

These small skeletons all disintegrated in a short period of time and turned into dozens of weak bone spears scattered around.

Gu Qinghan condensed a bone spear on top of his head, glanced at Chen Jianguo who was a little solemn, and asked with a slight smile:

"Captain Chen, do you dare to take it now?"

Chen Jianguo gritted his teeth, looked at the dozens of slightly trembling bone spears around him, and said to Gu Qinghan:

"Try it!"

He suddenly took several steps back, and then the shield in his hand became huge, just like the scene when he blocked the bear king's blow before.

However, this time the attacker became Gu Qinghan.

Gu Qinghan thought, and the bone spear flew out instantly.

The bone spears on the ground seemed to have received some order, and they suddenly rose from the ground, flew into the sky and then fell suddenly.

Dozens of shrunken bone spears, led by Gu Qinghan's bone spear, flew fiercely towards Chen Jianguo's enlarged shield.

boom!

The first bone spear landed on Chen Jianguo's shield, but did not make him shake at all.

Bang bang bang!

The next second, dense crashing sounds were heard, like dense raindrops hitting an umbrella.

When all the bone spears fell, Gu Qinghan couldn't help but sigh a little when he saw Chen Jianguo walking out from behind the shield safe and sound.

Chen Jianguo's profession and defensive power are really amazing!

However, Chen Jianguo looked at Gu Qinghan with a complicated expression and smiled bitterly:

“This move of yours is even stronger than the attack of the Bear King that day.

I regret it a little now, that scroll shouldn't have only made such a request. "

Obviously, Gu Qinghan's change at this time came from his mentor.

Gu Qinghan laughed and asked immediately:

"Do you believe me now?"

"Well, let's go. Wang Fujun's birthday party won't start for more than an hour. Let's gather first."

"Wait a minute while I pick up those bones."

Gu Qinghan walked over and suddenly found that the broken bones of those small skeletons turned into dots of white light and flew towards his hand.

To be precise, they all flew straight into the staff in his hand.

…

In Shuangfeng Town, a small two-story restaurant was very busy.

Many professionals were sitting at the table with glowing faces, waiting for the dishes to be served by the kitchen.

Today is Wang Fujun's 40th birthday, and Ding Yuxuan specially set up a banquet here for him.

There were no fancy lights, just a few bulbs lit by a small generator, but it was enough to satisfy these people.

After the game started, Wang Fujun gave Ding Yuxuan a lot of ideas and was considered his number one think tank.

Coupled with the fact that he has already reached level 12, he has received great attention from Ding Yuxuan.

Even when supplies are in short supply, Ding Yuxuan is willing to spend part of his food to entertain these professionals.

Wang Fujun and Ding Yuxuan were welcoming visitors outside, looking quite proud of themselves.

Those who can be invited to today's banquet are all powerful and trusted professionals.

Also present were Wang Fujun's family.

An old woman with gray hair looked at the people around her who came to congratulate her, and couldn't help but smile with relief.

He is Wang Fujun's mother, named Feng Yan.

After the game started, although she was not given a profession because she was too old, she was protected by Wang Fujun, an earth elementalist, until now.

He looked at Wang Junjie, who was staring at a girl in his twenties, and laughed and cursed:

"Junjie, have you fallen in love with this girl?"

Wang Junjie scratched his head in embarrassment. When he lowered his head to drink water, his eyes were still looking over there.

Feng Yan smiled, stared at the girl for a while, and then suddenly approached Wang Junjie and whispered:

"How long has it been since this happened? If you like this girl, go ahead and tell her. If it doesn't work, let your dad step in."

Wang Junjie raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise and joy.

I didn't expect that my grandma would say such a thing.

Beside him, a fat middle-aged man also patted Wang Junjie on the head and said:

"You kid, I heard before that you always bring trouble to other people's girls. Why are you so embarrassed now?"

"Gentlemen, don't talk nonsense. It's their blessing that Junjie likes them."

The man is Wang Fujun’s younger brother, named Wang Zhengjun.

He smiled, put his arm around Wang Junjie's shoulders and said:

"You're just too cowardly. You can't compare with your father when he was young. Your father killed people at that time."

Wang Junjie trembled with fright. His father actually killed someone when he was young?

Feng Yan glared at Wang Zhengjun and signaled him not to talk nonsense.

Wang Zhengjun laughed nonchalantly and said to Feng Yan:

"Mom, the world has changed, it doesn't matter if you tell Junjie.

Anyway, I spent seven years in prison for my eldest brother, and no one in their family was here anymore. "

However, Feng Yan pulled Wang Junjie over, sighed and said:

"Hey, let's let what happened back then be in the past, don't mention it."

Wang Fujun's father also knocked on the table at this time, indicating that the topic was dropped.

There were only four people at this table, namely Wang Fujun's parents, younger brother and son.

Except for Wang Junjie, who looked suspicious, these people all recalled the murder of Wang Fujun.

In other words, all of them are murderers.