Something's wrong with my undead

Teacher Xia: "Airdrop me?"

Da Huang: "Yes, this lich is so cautious, who knows what strange things are hidden there. Even if you are discovered, you can open your cloak to offset the damage and fall down if you see that the situation is not right. If it really doesn't work, just twist your head off and throw it out. In the worst case - for example, you are sucked into the rift, even so, your chances of survival are higher than ours. The brothers will go back to Heine to rescue you as soon as possible."

The remaining two people suddenly felt that it made sense.

They had been to the underworld before, although that was after the portal to the underworld was officially opened.

The threats to players in that place, apart from the hostile creatures that can be found everywhere, also lie in the corrosive aura that damages the flesh, and the inability to obtain effective supplies.

The former is like cutting meat with a blunt knife, and the latter destroys endurance.

But now they are skeletons, highly resistant to death, and almost immune to the effects of this aura.

As summoned players, they were struggling before the advent of camping equipment. What’s the difference between this and being in the underworld?

Now that I'm fully armed, going to the underworld will make no difference.

As for the monsters, although they, as skeletons, couldn't pretend to be friendly forces among the undead monsters, they were monsters everywhere they looked...

But this is Teacher Xia, the undefeated legend with seven wanted warrants on his back. Wherever he goes, he is surrounded by enemies and everyone he sees is a red name.

So this is very reliable!

As expected of Da Huang, everything is arranged clearly!

Even Teacher Xia himself felt that he was the right person for this task.

After the plan was finalized, Da Huang entered a single-minded autistic mode. He seemed to be turning in circles like a donkey pulling a mill, but in fact he was getting closer and closer to the position that Teacher Xia had just pointed out.

When they came back near the strange mirror, Da Huang suddenly stopped and changed direction. Teacher Xia, who had been prepared, let go of his hand and was thrown out like a cannonball!

With a bang, he crashed directly into the mirror, but immediately afterwards he broke the barrier with a dark cross mark filled with the aura of annihilation.

After a pause,

Wow...

The mirror is broken.

The radial cracks spread in all directions like a spider web, and a hole was directly broken at the initial position.

When Teacher Xia looked inside the cave, he was completely stunned!

How could this be a hidden elite team?

This is a fucking group, right?

Isn't this mirror barrier too big? Is it at least half the size of the floating city of Nigelather? ?

They were standing on the dark ground paved with spiritual embers and ghost spirits. Some were maintaining the barrier, while others were continuing to widen the ground. They outlined the contours of some buildings in the air like worker bees building a nest, and it seemed that they were heading towards the fortress.

But at this moment, as the barrier was broken, they all stopped what they were doing and looked towards Teacher Xia.

Teacher Xia felt terrified as he was locked onto by countless senses in an instant!

He immediately activated the shadow cloak, did a backflip to leave the barrier, and then used the heavy weight to accelerate his descent.

But the leading lich had already raised his hand towards him.

Others followed closely behind, and countless attacks came like fireworks. The chaotic force fields were superimposed on each other, and the space became distorted.

——Isn’t this too grand?

Teacher Xia felt that the cloak was not enough, so he quickly started the shadow shuttle. His whole body turned into a pool of dark purple liquid, breaking free from all sensory locks.

According to his calculations, this would be enough to help him leave the area and fall freely before the opponent's non-locked range spell took shape.

However, he missed one thing.

This place is very close to the rift, and the barriers of the plane are extremely weak.

Then, as the chaotic energy gathered, the space was directly torn apart.

Countless cracks appeared in the air in the form of fine cracks, just like the barrier he had just broken.

This time there was no crisp sound, and the crack silently cut into Teacher Xia's body.

At this time, the teammates were far away and it was too late to rush to help, and the opponent's attack was taking shape.

At the critical moment, Teacher Xia threw the two daggers out with force, and then turned his head towards the largest crack.

That was all he could do.

As for the rest, leave it to fate!

In an instant, his equipment and body were torn into pieces, but the soul fire successfully penetrated through the gap.

After seeing this scene, Collins snorted lightly.

"An overestimating ant."

Then he raised his hand and signaled the surroundings to stop attacking: "Continue our work and maintain the barrier. If that floating city dares to get close again, we will put down the barrier and shoot it down!"

"Yes, my lord!"

A cloud of black mist enveloped the shattered barrier. Even though it was also torn into pieces by the cracks, it still blocked any prying eyes.

After a while, the cracks disappeared, the barrier closed, and the activities were covered up again.

……

Underworld.

From time to time, injured evil spirits and experience balls would fly back against the portal. Heine got used to it and no longer took it to heart.

Suddenly, a skinny figure walked over.

The other person stared at him straight, his tightly pursed lips trembling slightly. He probably had something to say but couldn't.

This is one of the necromancers who just handed the job to Heine. His name is Eric Mudi and he is said to be an elf.

After all, he wrapped himself in spiritual ashes like this, so it was impossible to tell his race.

Heine knew very well that these autistic guys had social problems, that is, they didn't know how to speak.

So he took the initiative and said, "Do you want me to keep an eye on it for you?"

Their job is actually not difficult, just like the undead mining monks in war3 who continuously cast spells.

But in fact, it is just a tiny amount of mental power output. This thing is certainly not used to maintain the portal, but to use mental power as a pointer to detect the stability of the portal.

To put it simply, it is a group of indicators.

Hearing what he said, the necromancer nodded vigorously as if he had been pardoned.

"Watch for me."

After saying that, he turned and left.

He was so fast that Heine didn't even see where he went. He just saw him disappear in a flash, and he couldn't even sense it.

"The speed of slacking off is really extraordinary..."

Heine muttered as he walked between the two of them and separated his mental power into two strands.

Not long after, he found that the experience ball suddenly stopped. Just as he was wondering, a bright purple soul fire shot out from his eyes like a meteor, and Heine almost subconsciously grabbed it in his hand.

After completing this action, his head suddenly buzzed and he felt his soul trembling nervously.

what is this?

This is Teacher Xia’s soul fire!

And it was Teacher Xia who had fallen into a deep sleep!

In this state, he would either use the toilet to hit his brain for fun, or jump out of the car to escape.

Under the circumstances, the latter is more likely.

He slowly retracted the perception he had just released. Fortunately, there were not many people around and he acted quickly so no one noticed.

It’s really exciting…

However, when he turned his head, he met a pair of neurotic eyes.

It was Eric who had just entrusted him to stand guard for him!

Heine's heart sank suddenly.

No, buddy, why are you always on guard against others using their perception to scan you in the underworld?

The Eric in front of him had wrapped himself up even more like a dumpling than before, with his face covered with a tight mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, staring straight at him.

The air seemed stagnant.

The silence was suffocating.

Just as Heine was thinking about the possibility of killing the opponent at the speed of light and then running away, Eric suddenly let out an unpleasant laugh.

It sounded like a crow calling, but you could tell he was very proud.

"I caught one too!"

He displayed the fist-sized object in his hand. It was a twisted and squirming mass of gray-blue evil spirits, but it was bound into a ball by thin spiritual embers and was still swelling regularly.

"And it's bigger than yours!"

He said proudly.

——What the hell is going on here…

Heine gave the other party a thumbs up while not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"You rock!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Eric tilted his head slightly, smiled smugly, and retreated to his place, still showing off what he had in his hand.

Heine breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his position.

This time he observed his surroundings carefully, fearing that he would miss another player's soul fire.

Next, he didn't see the familiar player's soul fire, but he discovered some interesting things.

From time to time, injured evil spirits would come back through the portal and fly to a place far away from this stronghold.

Therefore, whenever an evil spirit appeared and did not fly too far, an Undead Mage would quietly leave his work station, restrain his breath, go around behind it, directly wrap it into a ball with spirit embers, and then continue to compress it until it can no longer be compressed.

Heine suddenly understood why Eric came to see him just now.

He also slipped away to grab something.

He also disguised his soul fluctuations to avoid being sensed by evil spirits.

Isn’t this just taking advantage of Mr. Sa?

What about Hilda?

Aren't you going to take care of it?

Fortunately, there were not many necromancers on this trip, so it didn’t take long for almost everyone to gain something.

Then, Hilda showed up.

Heine was surprised to see a beautiful chain around her waist, a double-beaded style.

At first glance, it seems to be just some kind of ornament, but on second thought -

hiss……

Damn it, could it be that she is the one who is being fleeced the most?

How else to explain her strange disappearance just now! ?

Hilda didn't give Heine much time to figure it out. She quickly gathered everyone together, announced that today's work was over and that they had to come back at the same time tomorrow, and left a brand on each of the six people before disbanding the event.

It was a rune floating above his head. Heine seemed to have seen something similar in Professor Solace's class.

When he returned to Mackalla's location and returned to the real world, the mark was also left in the underworld, right where he "went offline".

Breathing the fresh air again and feeling the heavy flesh, Heine had a feeling of "resurrection".

He stayed in the underworld for too long this time and his body felt a little unfamiliar.

This also gave him a deeper understanding of the abnormalities of the necromancer - if one often stays in the underworld, one will indeed lose control of the body and become clumsy and stiff.

"how is the situation?"

Loulton suddenly appeared.

He had been keeping an eye on Heine's condition before.

Heine: “I gained a lot, but this is probably the biggest gain.”

He spread out his palms, and Teacher Xia's soul fire floated quietly in the air.

The raw materials gathered in at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a faint silver-white whirlwind.

They not only repair the soul fire, but also weave a new bone body.

This also indirectly confirmed Heine's guess - Teacher Xia's original body was indeed shattered, otherwise a new one would not have been generated directly.