Chapter 012

The pit was dark.

Roger strode forward with low light vision.

The terrain in front of us sank significantly.

Steps appeared in front of Roger.

At the end of the steps was a terrifying scene——

A bloody corpse, so piled there, let it rot.

The dried dark red blood stains and lumps of corpses mixed together, like a jumble of velvet curtains.

Roger identified the bodies for a long time before he was sure they belonged to human beings.

"What about their skin?"

His heart was filled with anger, even with strong vigilance.

He hurried down the steps and made a close observation of the bodies.

"They were completely stripped away."

"And the technique is very skilled!"

Roger's face was unusually gloomy.

The owner of this pit is so evil and hateful.

It is not difficult to see from the traces left on the body.

He is a master Skinner.

Maybe peeling is as simple for him as eating and breathing.

Such an enemy

Is it the corpse demon himself?

With this in mind, Roger bypassed the corpse pile and continued to move forward.

This is a tunnel like cave.

Roger was careful and "hid" in five steps.

Round a narrow bend, the lights are shining in front.

He fixed his eyes on it.

It is a very wide underground space.

There are many tables and instruments.

It looks like a laboratory.

A short man in a bright red robe was facing him with his back, lying on the table and writing hard.

In the laboratory.

Human organs and limbs in all parts are everywhere.

Roger tried to calm his breathing.

This is the most difficult time for him to suppress his anger since crossing!

"Blood mage apprentice Lv9 life 45 defense 5 human / undead"

"Magic field: evil spell"

"It's really a half human and half undead monster."

Roger has seen the information of the corpse demon.

Before the distortion, this demon was once a little famous mage in gem city. At that time, he claimed that he had been semi spiritualized successfully.

The magic field he studied was "evil spell".

The information is completely consistent.

You know, "evil spell" is a very evil magic field.

Only those who are completely devoid of humanity can embark on this road.

Even if this guy is not a corpse demon, he is also the running dog of the corpse demon.

Roger is preparing to launch a surprise attack to stab him to death.

Suddenly, the cloudy wind came overhead.

Roger didn't have time to raise his head, and hurriedly bowed his head and jumped back to avoid the sneak attack of the sharp blade.

Hoo!

The blade cut over his head and brushed his hair.

Roger knew that he had been exposed and was too lazy to pretend.

Holding a green sword, he fiercely attacked the bloated monster.

"Cloud and smoke step" starts.

Just five moves later.

The tip of the green sword with holy water successfully stabbed into the fat body of the knife wielding monster.

But listen to "Yi".

Clouds of black gas gushed out of the attacker's wound.

He himself collapsed like a balloon.

The black air dissipated.

There was only a smiling human skin on the ground.

"Human skin puppet Lv9 life 26 Defense 1 weak Thunder / fire / sharp items"

"Enchantment: anthropomorphic evil spell"

"Anthropomorphic evil spell: create a guard in human skin, which has some attributes before death"

"Ho ho ho."

"A very energetic young man reacts quickly."

The short mage put down his pen and turned to look at Roger.

His skin was very white, as if he had been smeared with more than a dozen layers of powder.

His chin was raised high, his arrogance was at a glance, and his tone was also condescending:

"Just broke my puppet like this. Do you want to replace him as my guard?"

Roger pulled out his sword without saying a word!

There's nothing to say about this kind of heresy.

The short mage suddenly stood up. With his left hand, he grabbed a bottle of dark green jelly and quickly opened the mouth of the bottle.

The spell rang out repeatedly.

between breath.

Six green lights emerged from his chest and shot at Roger without looking back!

"Powerful sulfuric acid arrow: a ring spell that can summon 4-6 sulfuric acid arrows to attack the enemy, causing 10 points of damage per arrow; once the sulfuric acid arrow hits the target and causes damage, it will exert a 'corrosion' effect on the target."

"Corrosion: etch the target with an acidity of 9, and deduct life value according to the corrosion part (skin: 2 points / minute)"

In this world polluted by high-dimensional magic, with the same number of rings, the power of spells is significantly one level higher than other moves.

For example, this powerful sulfuric acid arrow.

In this relatively narrow terrain, this thing is simply a nightmare for melee classes.

Once he can't escape, the only thing waiting for him is death.

But Roger ignored it.

He has a sword in his hand and a fire in his heart.

So he hit it head-on!

"Hiss ~"

The short mage took a breath unexpectedly and immediately complained to himself:

"Waste a good skin..."

But he hasn't finished yet.

Then I saw Roger rushing over with his magic!

The sulfuric acid arrow only caused some damage to his clothes.

He himself was unharmed!

"Ah! How can this..."

The short mage jumped up in panic.

He hurriedly began to recite the second mantra.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

Roger remembers clearly.

A ring mage will have an "refractory period" after each spell cast.

It will take at least ten seconds before he can use the second spell.

Ten seconds is enough for Roger to stab him 180 times.

Poop poop!

The green sword, like a dragonfly, instantly penetrated several vital points of the short mage.

After a few breaths.

The short mage just stared and tilted his mouth, and collapsed on the ground like mud.

"You killed the blood mage apprentice"

"You got 5 XP points"

"You have gained 16 chivalry points"

Looking at these 16 points of chivalry, Roger was not half happy.

Because he knows what it means.

Calmed down for a while.

Roger searched the lab quickly.

Roger sorted out a lot of useful information from the relics——

The short mage is called moss.

He comes from another planet.

Six months ago, because of the order of his tutor, he came to join the corpse demon.

This laboratory was built by the corpse demon for him to facilitate moss to study evil spells.

But correspondingly, moss must make "perfect human skin" for the corpse demon.

It is not difficult to know from Moss's experimental log that in the past six months, the demand for human skin of the corpse demon has increased sharply.

Moss has complained more than once about skinny hand cramps.

Just half a year.

Three hundred human skins.

This is the answer sheet handed over by moss.

But the corpse demon still seems not satisfied. He has been urging moss to work overtime.

In order to ensure the supply of population, the corpse demon himself led the skeleton soldiers down the knight Avenue and looted a large number of people along the way!

What's more, people and gods are angry.

Moss peels human skin, which must be alive; Sometimes when the skin is peeled off, people still live in pain.

Although this kind of creature has human soul, it is no different from demons.

"Corpse demon... Damn it!"

Close the experiment log silently.

Roger took a deep breath for dozens of seconds before focusing on another light book.

General spell of Mistra.

He opened the book, looked up the catalogue and found what he wanted.

A moment later.

"You have mastered the ninth mantra of Mistra"