Netheril’s Brilliance

The undead have souls, and the green soul flame burns in the skull of the skeleton, and a little green light can be seen in the cracks of the skull. This is their only weakness. Only by crushing the soul of the undead can it be truly eliminated. Otherwise, if you crush his bones into slag and burn them to ashes, it will only make him lose his fighting power and be unable to move.

The souls of skeletons are not their souls in life. When a life dies, its soul is either taken away by the gods or swallowed by the long river of fate. It is almost impossible to stay in the body without external force, so the soul of the undead is completely born under the erosion of the breath of death. , the soul level is not much higher than that of mice and rabbits. Because of this, most undead are not intelligent, and they wander aimlessly all day and all night under the instinct. Because the power of a professional can be said to come entirely from the soul, even if the wandering body of the undead was a strong professional before his death, the undead will not inherit his previous strength and professional level.

If it is a type of fighter who tempers the soul and body together, maybe the undead who inherits the body can have two or three professional levels as inheritance, but if it is the type of mage who specializes in tempering the soul, The strength of the undead inheriting the body will definitely drop significantly or even almost disappear.

Among the undead wandering in the grove now, there are about five undead who are obviously dressed more gorgeously. Even if they are dirty and damaged, they can't cover up the inscriptions on their armor and weapons that carry slight magical fluctuations. The soul flames in their eye sockets are like green. Different from the blank looks of other undead, these undead exude ferocious power all the time. They are like silent beasts patrolling their territory. When they pass by, the surrounding The undead will instinctively make way.

Soon, the system's analysis results came out, and these undead actually had a fighter level, the lowest level of level two! The highest level four! This means that they were at least trainee-level fighters during their lifetimes!

At a point in the center of the forest, Punk even saw a figure in a robe, which meant that the Kamos army of unknown origin had its own mage accompanying it!

Punk's expression began to become subtle. A team with several trainee-level powerhouses is definitely an existence that can turn the tide of the battle among ordinary people. For a small kingdom like Kamos, it is definitely the best of the best. It is not an exaggeration to say that hold it in your hand for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting, but now, these elites are inexplicably wiped out in this small wasteland. What big event is involved? Who believes it?

But what punk pays attention to is not these twists and turns, he cares more about these wandering corpses themselves, or the equipment on these skeletons, those armors and weapons that emit a faint halo, even if they are touched by the breath of the undead. The erosion of time also has weak magic fluctuations. This kind of magical equipment can be regarded as a piece of magic equipment no matter how defaced it is. Even if it is disassembled and used as raw materials, it can be sold for two to three hundred gold coins, and...

Punk looked at the two wandering robed skeletons in the depths of the woods, and he couldn't help touching his smooth chin. You must know that there may be a full worth of a trainee strongman there...

Punk finally decided to explore this forest. No matter how strong these skeletons were in life, they are just a bunch of apprentice-level bones without wisdom. With two pieces of apprentice-level equipment, he is still sure to win the battle , and punk's powerful perception and analysis capabilities have not found any hidden dangers, so why hesitate in the face of a large group of wealth that is close at hand? Although punk doesn't like taking risks, it doesn't mean he will let the great opportunities slip away!

And... I have a good helper who is too active, right? Punk looked to the side, and a sneer could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Not far from the undead forest, the female priest has already taken out a round emblem inlaid with gems and is ready to fight!

Miss Pastor, although we had some small misunderstandings on the way, but now we are facing the evil enemy together, I think we have the possibility to join hands. Punk performed an aristocratic courtesy to the female priest, and said with almost no ups and downs in tone. This priest's level is lower than her own, and she doesn't have any good equipment on her body. If she really wants to purify the evil, she will definitely consider her proposal.

The pastor seemed to be stunned for a moment, and frowned, obviously a little embarrassed, but in the end, she still chose the latter option between reject the disgusting mage and fight alone and jointly purify the evil, so she posed With an expression as if he had suffered great grievances, he confessed to the Lord of Dawn the sin of cooperating with the mage with a volume that was loud enough for punk to hear, and while sparing no effort to belittle the mage, he cried and prayed for forgiveness from the gods.

Although Punk knew that this was the priest's compromise, he still became more and more annoyed when he heard it. He wished he could directly send her a damage spell and send her to see the Lord of the Dawn. In the end, Punk simply ignored the nonsense of this religious lunatic , he began to prepare the spell quietly!

First, a secondary catapult shot hit the third-level apprentice skeleton warrior who was closest to him holding a long sword, and the whispered spell sounded faintly like in a dream, and then disappeared, and then, the secondary catapult screamed A flash of light flashed, and it precisely hit the undead's head. I saw that the kinetic energy-encapsulated stones of the secondary catapult technique were about to rush into the undead's eye sockets, crushing the burning soul flame, but at this critical moment , the skeleton holding the sword actually turned his head sideways quickly by relying on the physical memory he had trained during his lifetime, making Punk's spell empty.

The undead who was suddenly attacked tilted his head and froze for a moment, and then saw the flames of the soul glowing brightly. The emerald green flames even burned to the brow bone in the eye sockets. growl—he was enraged.

The priest girl on the other side did not show any weakness either. She lowered her head and pressed the round badge close to her chest. The ethereal and firm voice of prayer became louder and louder. The top of the second-level skeleton warrior's head became more and more solid, and it became like a real hammer in just two seconds.

The warhammer fell with lightning speed, and the hammer that fell on the skull was burning with fiery golden flames. The skull's majestic helmet was immediately covered with cracks, and the golden holy flame passed through the gaps in the armor with floating gray spots , making the skull inside sizzle.

The undead twisted every joint in pain, and all the bones in his body groaned, but his bones once belonged to a strong trainee, and the excellent elemental resistance of trainee-level fighters made him resist this attack.

Wearing the shattered helmet, the soul flames in the eye sockets of the undead dimmed a little, but it still rushed towards the female priest in extreme anger! During the running, ashes and loose dust were blown everywhere!

At the same time, the undead provoked by punk also began to charge him. The gray-black undead's death energy was wrapped around the rusty long sword, and wisps of gray mist penetrated and drifted away from the gaps in the undead's armor! There are several faint green brilliance flowing on the originally dull and pale bones.

Punk, who started the secondary slant position, was already ready for the battle. He looked at the skeleton warrior who was holding a long sword with his deep blue eyes and charged more than three meters away with one stride. Opening his lips slightly, he sighed in a quiet tone!

The show's on, baby!