Chapter 20

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The eyes on the vine looked left and right at York, as if wondering if the low-level Skeleton monster was worth absorbing.

York stared at the eye without moving, showing no emotion. He tried not to agitate the Wraith Tree.

Right now, he was no match for it. He could only place his hopes on its instincts.

Although the Wraith Tree was a high-level undead, the one in front of him was clearly not mature yet. Its intelligence was not high, and its appetite was not big.

As long as it did not sense a threat, he could escape.

After assessing York thoroughly, the eye squinted.

Fortunately, as if it felt that a Skeleton like York was not delicious, the vines twisted and threw York away.

The action was filled with disdain.

York touched his butt while getting up and was very unhappy.

Damn it, it was so picky with its food. When he became stronger, he would definitely teach this Wraith Tree a lesson.

Of course, York did not say that out loud. He quickly walked away.

If not for this, he would have really died here today.

At this moment, York was completely lost. He was alone in the thick forest.

Other than a scarlet full moon, there was no other light in the sky.

The strange dead trees and the twisting weeds around seemed to be laughing non-stop.

After the crisis, York became more cautious. Now, he had lost his weapon and had no direction.

Strolling around in such a dangerous place was undoubtedly courting death.

“I have to find a place to farm monsters and increase my strength as soon as possible.”

With that in mind, York checked his attributes panel.

[Name]: York

[Race]: Undead Race – Elite Skeleton monster

[Level]: 11

[Status]: Health Points 261, Magic Power 253

[Attributes]: Constitution 85, Strength 91, Intelligence 89, Agility 87

[Talents]: Devour, Taboo (1%)

[Skills]: Ghost Slash, Fireball, Immortal Body (Passive), Deterrence of the Dead

[Equipment]: None

After checking the attributes panel, York sighed.

This time, he was indeed a little rash. Now that he was not strong enough on the fourth level, it was not easy to find a place to level up in peace.

…

After exploring the Fog Forest for a few days, York was very lucky. With his cautious nature and excellent sense of direction, he successfully walked.

He also found a good place to farm.

It was at the edge of a boneyard.

After entering the ancient battlefield, he saw that this place contained countless creatures of various races.

Under the long nourishment of the death energy in the cave, various undead creatures were born, including some high-level undead.

The closer they were to the center of the boneyard, the higher the class of the undead creatures.

York lurked at the edge, waiting to kill some low-level undead creatures.

…

Under the scarlet moonlight, York lay motionless among the corpses. He was disguised as an ordinary skeleton.

At this moment, he was holding a rusty long saber.

York had casually picked it up near the boneyard.

However, to its surprise, this rusty saber was also a Silver-grade weapon. Its attributes were even better than his bone sword.

Naturally, York used it as a temporary weapon.

At this moment, dozens of meters away, a few zombies were like scavengers. They picked up corpses and stuffed them into their mouths like delicious food.

A zombie walked towards York step by step, following the smell.

When the zombie was three meters away from York, the latter suddenly stood up and slashed at the zombie’s head with the rusty saber in his hand.

Slash!

The ordinary-looking rusty saber was abnormally sharp. With one slash, the zombie’s head fell to the ground.

“You killed a zombie.”

“You have received 1,200 experience points.”

The sudden movement instantly attracted the attention of all the surrounding zombies. In the next moment, five zombies rushed towards York.

York was already experienced in fighting these zombie creatures. Coupled with his passive talent, Immortal Body, these zombie creatures could not hurt him.

In just a few minutes, the zombies were all killed by York.

“You killed a zombie.”

“You received 1,000 experience points.”

“Congratulations on reaching Level 13. Strength increased by 10, Agility increased by 10.”

…

Looking at the series of system notifications, York sighed, “I’ve finally reached Level 13.”

After a period of effort, York’s level increased by 2 again. He had the ability to protect himself now.

At this moment, York looked into the depths of the boneyard, his eyes filled with ambition.

It was very difficult to increase his strength by hunting these weak undead at the edge.

If he wanted to really break through, he could only enter the depths of the boneyard to challenge the high-level undead creatures.

What made York even more excited was that the long saber he had casually picked up at the edge had such attributes.

It was difficult to imagine how many treasures were hidden in the depths of this boneyard while countless creatures lay.

After some thought, York made up his mind and continued deeper into the boneyard.