Something's wrong with my undead

Heine had to admit that this crossbow was more accurate in Teacher Xia's hands than his own.

The night he got the weapon, he tried a few rounds on the tree trunk in front of his house. As a result, his merciful marksmanship made the two skeletons laugh all night long.

He simply gave up the crossbow.

Thinking about it from another angle, if your marksmanship is too good and you steal someone's head, wouldn't it mean that there is no gain in experience?

So this is the real reason, and it has nothing to do with marksmanship.

When George saw Heine rushing to the scene, he suddenly showed joy in surviving the disaster.

"Heine? That's great. Fortunately, I have you!"

Heine shook his head.

"Lord, it's not time to take things lightly yet."

"What? You mean..."

George quickly shut up.

One of the two out-of-control guards had his heart blown out by a hand crossbow, and the other had his head dented by a flying shield that caught the sheep.

He was obviously too dead to die anymore, but he stood up unsteadily.

Under the Eyes of the Dead, their bodies were soaked with death energy, but there was a ball of blood hidden in their brains, and thread-like blood vessels spread out to control their entire bodies.

"They...what happened to them?"

"Something has invaded their brains and is taking over their bodies."

Heine didn't quite know, because it didn't matter.

Just know them from experience.

"on!"

He made a gesture, and the two skeletons immediately rushed forward like hungry tigers pouncing on prey.

The undead faced off against the blood servant. The battle was supposed to test the micro-manipulation skills of the manipulator behind the scenes, but Heine was only responsible for A, leaving the rest to the two of them.

Teacher Xia raised his hand and pretended to shoot. The opponent's sword blade was immediately placed in front of him. As a result, his hand crossbow was deflected and the arrow was suddenly aimed at the enemy on the right.

Whoosh!

The lavender arrow hit the right guard's eye socket, and the latter staggered slightly backwards.

At this moment, the bone-cutting knife followed closely, and the thick blade cut directly into the opponent's unprotected neck.

Like peeling off a section of cucumber, Zhu Yang easily chopped off the guard's head and stepped on it.

The size 8 thick-soled leather boots with 44 points of strength instantly crushed the head like a watermelon.

The blood worm, which was as thick as a thumb, was crushed to pieces by being stepped on, and was not even qualified to be ejected.

At the same time, Zhu Yang threw the chopping board to the left without looking at it.

duang!

The guard who was fighting with Teacher Xia was caught off guard and staggered. His head hit the dagger aimed at his eyebrows, and he pushed it in.

The moment the dagger was drawn out, a red light came out and went straight to the skeleton in front of him.

But it was intercepted by an arrow in mid-air and sent away accurately.

The battle ended instantly with the tacit cooperation of the two, and the shock on George's face could no longer be concealed.

When they first met, he didn't understand why Heine equipped the undead servants with such expensive equipment. It was too extravagant.

But now, he no longer has such ridiculous thoughts.

The ability and cooperation shown by these two skeletons fully deserve these.

They may not be that powerful, but they are more like fighting machines than most mercenaries and even elite soldiers I have seen.

The performance of the undead servant depends on the control of its master, so...

He couldn't help but look at Heine.

I really underestimated him before, this young man's future is limitless.

Seven or eight experience balls floated back, but Heine still didn't let down his guard.

He opened the Eyes of the Dead and looked around.

The gray death energy is gathering, which is the precursor of necromancy.

But he couldn't see the source, which showed that the enemy's perception ability was superior to his.

He simply let go of the two of them completely:

"Move freely and search for enemies lurking around to cast spells!"

Two fully armed skeletons spread out on the left and right, and Heine held the electric shock staff and guarded George vigilantly.

"Lord Viscount, do you have a signal flare for help?"

"This is my hunting ground, why would I prepare those things?"

George said it quite self-deprecatingly, but he quickly cheered up:

"My most loyal guard, Arthur, must be on his way here."

At this time, forest birds were flying in the distance, and a faint scream came.

Brother Yang was surprised: "What kind of plot is this? Why is there a banshee screaming? This is quite complete. How come there is a copy of the monster in the haunted manor?"

"This is a new plot, and I haven't seen it before. The banshee is probably trying to contain Arthur, and we definitely have a squatter here..."

"You're good at finding squats."

"It's okay, I saw it! Damn it, this cloak is definitely enchanted with Jungle Shelter! Come on!"

Heine was about to relay the copied answer to George when he suddenly heard a loud "bang"!

In my mind——

"Holy shit, a living corpse exploded? Is Brother Yang okay?"

"My head is fine, but this round of losses is huge. Damn, I haven't been targeted like this in how many years... No, where's your butt, Teacher Xia?"

"It's gone."

Hearing that the two men had suffered heavy casualties, Heine stood up in a hurry.

But after running for two steps, he suddenly stood still.

The incantation of corpse explosion must be engraved on the bones, so there are rarely corpse explosions of living people, and they are often undead servants.

Moreover, the principle of triggering a corpse explosion is to torture the wandering soul to the extreme, causing it to self-disintegrate and release so much energy that the body is shattered.

Very few living people can torture themselves like this. Even if there are cruel people, it is difficult to do it in principle, and it will trigger the body's self-protection mechanism.

In other words, the person behind the self-destruction is most likely controlled by others!

Heine tapped his brow, opened the Eyes of the Dead, and stared carefully at the direction of the explosion.

Under his deliberate gaze, he saw a very faint blood-colored thread slowly disappearing from the place where the explosion occurred.

Heine turned around silently, chasing the direction in which the thread disappeared.

In the grass at the end, a small thing that was exactly the same as the bloody thing in the mind of the previous guard was released, and it was quietly crawling close to the ground towards the lord who was leaning under the tree.

Making false claims in the east and attacking in the west, right?

A smoke bomb was thrown out by him and landed between the tree where the lord was resting and the blood worms.

With a crisp bang, the smoke bomb hit the ground and exploded. The air wave of smoke blew away the blood worm that was about to eject. Amidst the abnormal sound, a bone spear shot out quickly!

Heine ran faster and another bone spear pierced the smoke.

The sound of two sharp objects entering the body was accompanied by a muffled groan, and then someone fell to the ground.

He stepped forward and crushed the blood worm to death. Heine relaxed after confirming that his opponent was also dead.

"It's okay, Lord, the danger is over."

He walked under the tree and said to the shocked George.

"I didn't expect that your strength would not be inferior to that of your undead."

George managed to maintain his composure.

He was only in his early twenties, so it was rare that he didn't wet his pants after experiencing something like this.

"The opponent is also a necromancer?" George asked.

"Yes, the movement just now was caused by the corpse explosion technique, and it was a living person..."

He briefly explained the reason, and George nodded frequently.

But as he spoke, Heine felt a chill in his heart.

Why a necromancer?

If you really want to assassinate the lord, wouldn't it be better to be an assassin hunter or something?

He didn't believe that Kitty's farm was so big that it couldn't afford a few black gloves dedicated to doing dirty work.

This is so strange.

After resting for a while, Heine helped George to the place where the corpse explosion occurred.

A big pit appeared here. Half of Zhuyang's body was blown off, and his armor was also blown to pieces.

Teacher Xia was slightly better, but his legs were blown off, but his equipment was intact, and he was frantically claiming credit.

"Heine is so unlucky that I even gave up his legs just to save him the cost of repairs."

Brother Yang sneered and said, "I think you flattered me enough. Looking at the plot, it's obvious that the lord is responsible for repairs. You have zero battle damage, so he still has to be moved?"

"what?"

Heine couldn't laugh or cry.

The words about catching sheep soon came true.

"I'm sorry for making you pay such a heavy price." George apologized: "I will let Arthur choose the best set of armor to make up for your loss!"

Heine didn't refuse, he just said a few polite words.

The movement here quickly attracted the guards and the "Arthur" mentioned by George.

When Heine saw this middle-aged man for the first time, he instantly felt the terrifying intimidation.

Especially when the other person's brown eyes glanced at him, he seemed to have been stripped naked and sunk into the Huangpu River in winter.

Arthur was clearly in a bad mood.

Because he was holding a human head in his hand.