Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

When the mixed dark energy from the undead was forcibly injected into the body, Simpson's whole ghost was not well.

If magic power is as important as water to the caster, then dark energy is an integral part of the body for the dematerialized (energized) vampire—he can't even actively repel it!

The form of black mist, which was supposed to be light and invisible, was forcibly fused by the dark energy of the undead, which is not pure at all, and turned into a semi-materialized energy body, followed by a stormy attack by the undead ...

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable!" Simpson was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

After severing contact with Blood Slave, Simpson knew Inadari was not safe.

If the pyrotechnician in Darcy's villa disappeared quietly, then there would be nothing wrong with it, but if he was found out and killed, then the local sheriff would send someone to investigate the blood slave's life even if his mind was confused. Identity, and this, will undoubtedly lead to Simpson's exposure-this is all the accumulated, bloody experience of the vampire family.

But the transfer doesn't mean that you can go away... The servant of Darcy's family was made into a blood slave, and he, the guest, bid farewell in a hurry. Guess there was something wrong with Simpson.

Infiltrating a human family to obtain a human identity is extremely troublesome and laborious for vampires. Simpson is unwilling to give up his current identity. The family offered a formal farewell.

Let's make up his mind... It's not a big problem. After all, no matter which city's security station or church, if there is a relatively serious case, it is considered loyal and resolute to start an investigation within three days.

Vampires understand human society, and it is normal for cases that do not involve upper-class nobles to wait ten and a half months before investigators or operators are dispatched, or simply leave them alone if they find it troublesome—like he attacked Joe in Port Moses. E. Rachel, the church in Port Moses has taken to laissez-faire.

Unexpectedly, just over an hour after the blood slave lost contact, Simpson, who was staying with a group of drunks in Darcy's villa on Fifth Street in Granter Street, heard the movement made by the undead outside.

Simpson went upstairs in amazement and looked from the balcony. When he saw the scene of two gangs of undead fighting fiercely in the garden at the corner of Fifth Street, the whole ghost was in a mess.

Of course he knew that there was a black magician in Nadri, which was the main reason why he chose to come alone without a servant-his servant was too young to be well anthropomorphic.

No one hates black mages more than vampires. Although both parties are dependents of dark energy, in the eyes of black mages, vampires are nothing more than "material carriers"!

Lich Wayne, who left because of the arrival of the "Nightmare Butcher", has a hatred longer than the Barcelone River with the vampires in Port Moses - that guy has been entrenched in the southern border of the Rhine Kingdom for more than a hundred years. Killed several blood descendants.

The ghost of the Nightmare Butcher appeared in the Granter Block, which means that the Nightmare Butcher, a black magician who is more famous than the Lich Wayne, has discovered the anomaly in the Granter Block; Simpson can no longer hide it anyway , made up an excuse to fool Adams, who was too drunk to speak clearly, and hurriedly left with his luggage.

As a result... I avoided the group of undead far away and walked across the landscape lake, and saw a large number of undead fighting on the fourth street (phantom group & entropy non-increasing group).

Simpson had to continue to detour to Third Street, where the Obsessive Study Group blocked the way.

In desperation, he had to take the risk of knocking on the door of a middle-class family, hoping to get away with it—vampire aristocrats like him have extremely perfect anthropomorphic disguises, which are difficult for even a black magician to see through in person.

Unexpectedly, although his anthropomorphic camouflage cannot be seen through by the players' identification skills, but the fact that the identification skills can't scan the information is already a very good reason for the players...

At the moment of being besieged by the undead, Simpson's biggest feeling is regret, very regret.

Don't be so cheap and let go of the blood slave without knowing the situation, or fly away immediately after finding out that the blood slave has lost contact, he will not be reduced to this point.

Simpson Leo's perfect human identity is indeed precious, but if he loses his life, what's the use of a perfect identity?

The most nonsensical and most embarrassing thing is that to deal with vampires, a black mage must at least summon some high-level undead creatures such as headless horsemen, deadly banshees, and skeleton dragons. what's going on? !

Aren't the undead all stupid, weak, and insignificant cannon fodder?

How could Simpson be willing to die at the hands of a group of dirty undead!

"Get out! Black Mage!"

Forced to suspend the black mist that had no ability to resist, Simpson roared angrily, and his whole body quickly turned into a blood bat.

Creatures hit by blood bats will lose blood and vitality. This trick has been proven to be useless for undead, but it is useful for humans!

Simpson turned into a swarm of blood bats, roaring and sweeping towards the living people present, Mokley's operatives who had retreated to the street and others!

"Get down!" Mokley and the others did not wait for the face to change drastically, and the voice of the undead rang in their ears.

Without hesitation, several operators cleverly fell to the ground.

The two teams of players responsible for protecting the operators protected the lying operators in the middle, and flung out skills such as Blade Storm, Blade Flurry, Thrust, and Backstab with their eyes closed...

The blood bats, which are already small in size, are invincible under the addition of darkness, but for the undead... it really doesn't matter whether there is light or not.

Besides, player skills can be released in the air without a target. With so many blood bats rushing over, the flurry of blades that can attack a surface is simply a slaughter weapon. Where there are warrior players standing, the blood bats will be killed After the explosion, the gray mist clusters appeared as densely as fireworks...

As for the fear of bats, it doesn’t even exist—not to mention monster battlefields, spider lairs, poisonous fog swamps, weekend activity books, just pulling out random monsters will lose SAN value better than this little dark red bat!

The two teams of players blocked a wave of blood bat bombing, and after the main players in the courtyard chased them out, it became even more difficult for the blood bats to pose a threat to Mokley and the others.

Seeing this, Simpson, who had lost a lot of blood bats, quickly let the blood bats fly far away, trying to leave the battlefield——

Just as he was about to do this, a dozen or so undead who took off the "fashion" in their armor, grabbed their T-shirts and jumped up, rushing into the pile of blood bats like catching migratory locusts. The two-finger-sized blood bat put it under the clothes.

With the undead's speed comparable to that of ground lizards and their amazing jumping power (after all, they are light in weight), the blood bats that covered the sky and the sun cleared a small area in two strokes...

Vampires can ignore the blood bats that are blown up. Anyway, part of the energy of the blown blood bats will automatically return to the vampire's body, and the loss will not be too great; but if the blood bat transformed into the body is "captured alive", the body There is no way to get too far away from the part that was "captured alive"...

Simpson spit out his old blood again, and had to forcefully atomize the blood bat in the state of blood bat to free the caught blood bat, and then quickly condensed the body again, aggrievedly using the body to face the undead rushing up with the weapon...

In the obsessive study group, a player who was good at formulating strategies laughed loudly: "Do you think my method is effective? When I found that this monster in the house could turn into a group of bats, I thought that controlling some of the bats would definitely make this monster No wonder you can't get out of the battle!"

"Not bad, this strategy is very reliable!" Shen Shenxue said happily, "Everyone shut up and don't reveal the way to conquer vampires. Let's take the lead before Huahua and the others figure out the strategy!"

"Definitely not, definitely not!" The players in the group expressed their opinions one after another.

The player who made the strategy said again: "Student girl, have you found out that this monster has a very high defense when it turns into a humanoid monster, and the blood loss is very slow. When it turns into a bat, the blood pressure is fast. The wave just now was directly cleared." A small blood bar."

"That's right, then we have to let this monster enter the bat stage more?" Shen Shen asked.

"It should be easier for this monster to enter the bat stage if there are living NPCs around, let's try?" the Raiders player said.

"Okay!" Shen Shenxue accepted the suggestion calmly, and waved to the two teams of players protecting the operator NPC, "Bring the NPC here a little bit!"

"Okay!" The player in charge of protection immediately interacted with the NPC, "Operator Mokley, let's go and order."

Operator Mokley & colleagues: "..."

Of course it would be unpleasant to be asked to be used as bait, but the attitude of these undead is too upright, and they even openly discussed using them as bait to deal with vampires in front of their faces... This really made the operators It hurts, and it's hard to refuse.

Simpson couldn't understand the "language of the undead". He didn't know that these undead were so unscrupulous that they were discussing tactics in front of him. The blood bat swooped over...

"Okay!"

"Amazing!"

The players who were impatient with chopping the vampire's iron body saw that the strategy was really effective, so let's not mention the joy.

Ms. Will, who was sitting slumped under the steps, stared in a daze at the scene of the undead "hunting" vampires on the street.

The strange guest who knocked on the door late at night turned out to be a vampire, which is much more exciting than the rhetoric of the "Moses Port Murderer"...Anyway, Ms. Will saw the guest coming out of the study window with a hideous face turned into a blood bat, black When it was foggy, the whole person was frightened and stupid.

The hostess Mrs. Gerry, who was disturbed by the movement downstairs, came down to check on the situation, and the maid Claire, who came down with Mrs. Gerry, also knelt stiffly on the steps at the moment, holding the door frame tightly with both hands.

When a "respectable" guest came to visit, Mrs. Gerry used her communicative instincts, went back to her room to tidy up, and prepared to make a good impression on the guest; No less than Ms. Will.

The three women were in a daze for a while, until the undead began to play bait tactics, they suddenly remembered the injured Mr. Gerry in the study, and ran back to the house in a hurry.

Mr. Gerry was not seriously injured. Compared with the knife wounds accidentally injured by the undead when they chopped vampires on his body, Mr. Gerry suffered a greater mental blow.

Not everyone can afford the experience of being a hostage, especially since his hostage didn’t work at all, and the rescuer and even the criminals were chopped off by the rescuer...

After allowing his wife and the housekeeper to bandage the wound and take a little alchemy potion from the family collection, Mr. Gerry struggled to stand up, motioned for Clare to help him, and said through gritted teeth: "Is that bastard still outside? Help me out to have a look. "

Claire glanced at the hostess, seeing that Mrs. Gerry did not object, and stepped forward to hold Mr. Gerry's right arm.

With the help of the maid, he limped to the door. Mr. Gerry, who could only hear the movement before, saw clearly the street outside, under the lights of the street lamps and neighbors who turned on the lights to watch the excitement, he was surrounded by the undead. Attacked and embarrassed "guests".

On the other side of the street, there was another group of undead running happily in this direction, drawing weapons as they ran.

Mr. Gerry's face was slightly distorted due to excessive pain and fright, and there was a hint of pleasure: "What kind of guest from Viscount Darcy's house-a dirty and shameful vampire! Go to hell!!"