Something's wrong with my undead

In the corridor on the first floor, a group of guards stared at the door at the end, muttering in their hearts.

——Why don't you come out?

Four people sneak attack on two undead puppets, and the swords are also coated with sword oil specifically for soul fire. Doesn't this make sense?

Suddenly, there was a "creak" and the door was pushed open.

Everyone was ready, staring ahead, drawing their bows, chanting incantations, and holding their swords tightly.

Their perceptions spread forward, stacked layer upon layer like butter, ensuring that the opponent's perceptions cannot spread.

However, they ignored what was behind them——

Puff puff puff!

The sound was like iron sticks piercing meat steaks one after another. The blood-stained branches suddenly pierced their wrists, shoulders and calves, and then wrapped and shrank, binding each body tightly to the wall like a specimen.

--How can this be! ?

Shock came to everyone's mind.

What they backed was a whole layer of Aldes boards, not even a wooden frame!

How did this damn "cursed wood" get through?

Their questions are destined to go unanswered.

The second after everyone was restrained, before the groans and screams spread, arrows shot over like locusts, and every arrow hit the vital point accurately.

"Cool!"

Mr. Sa put down his bow and felt so happy that he almost flew up!

When I was doing daily cleaning in this castle, the threshold for forming a team was 35% natural resistance.

This is to resist the vines that appear at any time, so as not to be pierced into a fixed target like these guys.

After all, even if the restraint is only for 1-2 seconds, the withered beast and the withered tree will still disembowel the person.

The latter's claws, stained with the power of withering, cut flesh as neatly as a hob cutting butter.

Let’s see what kind of gaming experience is this now?

I and the boss are in the same group!

Why don't you make me a fixed target!

Zhu Sheep: "Speaking of which, I don't know much about it. I later experienced that daily life. How difficult is it to not feel it?"

Mr. Sa: "Plate armor is almost enough!"

The two of them had already fought their way out of the room where the Harmony Instruments were kept, and were ready to take the initiative to harvest the enemies before they came to the door.

The reason why Berio suddenly became stronger and even Aldesmu was no longer afraid was because of the Harmony Instrument.

Although this device is broken, it actually only has a broken output.

Its internal functions of obtaining energy from charging stones, adjusting soul fluctuations, and then coordinating, coordinating, amplifying, and covering are still intact.

Since Alpha could be the core of the Harmonic Instrument, why not let Berio try?

So, the tree got this big toy worth 24000 gold coins.

And then, in its own words -

"I've never been stronger!"

Its soul has been strengthened, and it can go to places that it could not go before, and it is no longer afraid of the shield of Aldeswood.

In addition, his intellectual ability has also made a qualitative leap, so under Mr. Sa's step-by-step education, Berio not only learned how to be a gold medal support, but also learned how to give head to his elder brother.

Berio: "Did I behave well?"

Mr. Sa: "That's great, you were born to do this! How about it, can you break through that study room now?"

In principle, Berio could have appeared anywhere in the castle, but was restricted to the frame out of a compromise with Issyk.

Now that it has become stronger and Issik is dead, it naturally no longer needs to abide by these unspoken rules.

But the study room where Megumin is imprisoned is blocked by "old bark" from the outside. It is a material that cannot be broken even by level 6, not to mention that old bark is something Berio hates.

"let me try……"

Berio was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly exclaimed:

"No, no, no, this place is covered in dirt!"

"Wrapped up?"

Mr. Sa was stunned for a moment, then rushed to the door.

There was no obstruction along the way, and the two of them arrived at the exit unimpeded.

But then I was surprised to find that the door was also wrapped in old black bark.

Not only the door, but also the surrounding walls were pitch black. The twisted black vortices looked like squirming faces, and waves of soul-discomforting fluctuations came from above.

Berio: "I hate this dirty thing. It's like stinking rain, dirty soil, and disgusting bugs..."

Mr. Sa: "It's okay. You are very strong now. It is no match for you."

Berio: "Really?"

Mr. Sa: "Really, I lied to you that it was rhubarb."

Berio asked curiously: "What is rhubarb?"

Mr. Sa: "Rhubarb is rotten wood, the kind that has been penetrated by shadows."

Berio: "It's terrible. I don't want you to become like that."

Mr. Sa: "Don't worry."

After appeasing Berio, Mr. Sa brought a corpse.

He caught the sheep, lit it with holy flames, and then threw the body against the dark wall.

As expected, the body was "bitten" by the wall and then eaten bit by bit.

It's like being thrown into a swamp, slowly sinking, and finally disappearing completely.

In the process, the Holy Light slightly purified the blackness of the wall, revealing the brown wood, but it didn't help.

Catching Sheep: "As expected."

Mr. Sa: “Sure enough!”

It is indeed a soul furnace!

Mr. Sa scratched his head, feeling like his brain was growing.

"Speaking of Brother Yang, isn't the Soul Forge in the Sanchahe dungeon group? Isn't that the Zanluo Plateau... I remember the animation played when 'Choke' died. He called back all the ancestor spirits who fought with us. They gathered together and planned to melt them all in one breath, but then they were exploded by Master Justice, and the furnace was turned over, releasing all the souls..."

Before Zhuoyang could reply, Huihui's voice came over:

"Now it seems that it was not a righteous explosion at all, but picking peaches. The purpose of the mages' expedition to the Zanluo Plateau was to use the ancestral spirits of the other world. In the end, they used them themselves."

Zhu Sheep: "Ah, Sister Hui, are you alive?"

Megumin: "I've been multi-threading, okay, I'm still busy here. Have you started the Harmony Instrument?"

Mr. Sa: "Yes, and then the manor was sealed."

Megumin: "This is a chain reaction. I saw through Gould's plan, and then you activated the Harmony Instrument. He mistakenly thought that we were here to cause damage, so he activated the soul furnace in advance and blocked the door."

Capture the Sheep: "Correction, we are indeed here to cause destruction."

Megumin: "Don't interrupt! Now let Berio go underground, and then tell the agents in the city to ask them to come to this manor to find opportunities to break through from the outside, otherwise they will be refined by Gould, and Berio will also May die."

Mr. Sa: "Damn it, are you so powerful? Who is Gould?"

Megumin: "This is a long story, but to put it simply, he is an elf who was deceived by the Velitas people and became lame."

...

"You're forcing me to do this!"

After activating the Soul Forge, Gould could no longer maintain his apparent reserve and looked crazy.

Huihui looked at him with pity:

"Melvin didn't tell you that the magic circle she gave you was just a defective product, just like the one she gave to...a certain Zanluo person."

She wanted to pronounce all the long and difficult-to-pronounce names of "Choke", but when the words came to her lips, she realized that she couldn't remember them clearly.

It can't really be called strangulation!

"...She must have told you that the elves are finished, the Nessians are finished, the dwarves are finished—this world is going to be finished.

"The pollution from the void is pervasive. Only pure souls can resist strange beasts. The future belongs to the extraordinary ones with immortal souls. Only the Academy of Truth can lead the world to a new era.

"She must have said these words?"

Gould's face was distorted: "Yes, she said it, but so what!"

"So what?" Megumin sighed: "That only means that she treats you as a complete idiot."

By now, Gould has basically blown himself up.

Combined with some information, she could also deduce that Melvin came here three years ago to bewitch the elf in front of him and taught him some methods.

Most of the elven nobles in the Whispering Forest are exiles, with low self-esteem and sensitive hearts, but they have to maintain the vanity of being superior.

Therefore, this kind of person is easily attracted to the Velitas - especially the future they depict, and their unique temperament of remaining polite while looking down on everyone as an equal.

The more arrogant the elf is, the more he will fall for this trick, and this is the case with Gould.

He has outstanding conditions, but resists all social interactions regardless of gender, because he physically dislikes his fellow men.

He felt that their souls were filthy and unworthy of him.

From that moment he was already a high-level spiritual Vilitas.

...

"Shut up!"

Gould made no secret of his madness.

"You are not allowed to tarnish the great Ms. Cummings!"

"It seems that you have slept together." Huihui couldn't help laughing and said: "The gossip about her about old cows eating young grass is indeed true... If you have been to Velitas, you will know that she treats you very much. The doomsday theories, the future, etc. all come from a novel called "The Tomorrow of the Immortals".

"The author Fry Cummings is Melvin's nephew and bedmate. She often uses this to open up the topic. If he is recognized, then he will bring up Fry's identity as a topic of conversation. If not, then it means that the other party is An ignorant idiot who at least doesn't understand Vilitas is best deceived.

"Then, there are some research theories from the Institute of Truth that are both true and false, just like what I told Issyk two days ago. You must have believed it at the time, right? I'm sorry, those are all made up by me. Lie to you, just like Melvin lied to you.

"You were so miserably deceived."