Chapter 9

Act Nine Witch War ()

Lower corpses are adept at two spells, Dark Curtain and Corruption. Both of these spells are dark magic with the element 'evil'.

In the game, black magic was brought to the ground by the Mines. The Mines were servants of the Twilight Dragon, and they lived on the permafrost plateau north of Cruz during the chaotic years before the beginning of the First Age.

The Shaman of the Miner was good at using psychic and black witchcraft, and later these two spells, as well as all offensive spells other than nature, divine faction, were collectively referred to as black magic.

After the jihad, the King of Flames drove these dark inhabitants to the cold east, and it is said that no one has seen them ever since.

But the Miner must have existed. In the Black Code, the dark lords exiled to Madara learned the inheritance of black witchcraft from these demonic people.

However, the dark curtain is called black magic, which actually has some misrecognition, because it is a secondary type of hidden spell, which can just cover the movement of a small group of skeleton soldiers.

Of course, this is not completely invisible and disappears. You can imagine a blind-eye method that blends into the dark background. Yes, it does not cover up sound, smell, or all factors other than vision, and it is limited to a certain distance.

But in the dark, this spell has become the best cover for Madara's undead army, which is also the main reason why the army often chooses to operate at night.

As for corruption, Freya and others have seen it on Jonson before.

This is a vicious attack spell, and it is also the main attack method of the corpse witch. It relies on negative forces to erode the enemy. When the enemy's negative emotions become more serious and the willpower is weaker, the spell damage will be intensified accordingly.

Until death.

This spell works in the same way as most dark magic, amplifying its negative power to show its power.

Mastering the mysterious black magic, commanding the skeleton soldiers who have no ability to think-they are stronger and more cunning, and it seems that the corpse witch is a difficult enemy to defeat.

However, Sophie also knows a secret. The corpse witch does not have the ability to cast spells. Their real power comes from the bone stick in their hands, which is a powerful magic item exclusive to each corpse witch, and once you leave your hand, it will turn back into an ordinary stick.

With this in mind, then you understand how the tactics surrounding it should unfold.

With the fall of another skeleton soldier, Sophie's reminder, Freya and Essen, the strongest swordmen in the militia, wrapped around the corpse witch who was preparing for the spell.

"Attack its hand, black witchcraft is not as mysterious as you think," Sophie pointed out later, the weakness of the undead monster: "Did you see its gesture, hinder it from completing the spell, and take its bone stick ... ... "

Suddenly the corpse witch raised his head to stare at Sophie, a venomous light flashing in a green flame. As soon as Sophie suffocated and her throat was dry, he knew that the other party was staring at him-but our hero calmed down immediately. It was impossible for the walking dead to bypass the militia and attack him.

But being stared at a lifeless, frosty monster, it was not an easy thing to do. Sophie had to stop and wait for Freya's and Essen's attacks to take effect.

The corpse witch smiled and shook the bone stick, and the darkness around it swayed like a ripple to drown it. When Essen's sword stabbed like snow, but only stabbed a void, the original location of the undead monster became empty.

"Well?" The young man froze slightly.

Sophie's face stayed the same, he was too familiar with the tricks of these guys: "Essen, on your left!"

Essen did not respond for a moment.

But Freya, who had caught up from behind, had slashed straight. The sword drew a straight silver line in the dim environment, and it seemed that it was enough to reach the position pointed by Sophie, but before that corpse witch Already stumbled back.

Everyone saw the shadow moving backwards like water.

"Human, who are you! You are not a militia!" A sharp voice erupted from the shadows, and the corpse witch looked a little anxious.

It is true that the militia cannot know so much, and some of what Sophie said even spread among the wizards in Madala.

But Sophie didn't answer, and Freya's second sword followed. The green light flashed in the corpse witch's eyes, and it held up the bone wand to poke away the girl's sword. The corpse witch had 1.7 energy levels, and Freya's power was probably not higher than Brando's.

The ponytail's attack was easily taken aside, she rushed forward several steps before stopping, immediately subconsciously covering her left shoulder, and frowned slightly.

The previous arrow wound seemed to crack again--

"Sister's head, let Mark Me come, your injury ..." Essen saw this, and shouted as he parried the witch's attack.

Mark Mi and Phoenix Jr. caught up from behind.

"Little Phoenix, you step back!" But Freya stabbed her sword in front of the hairy ghost, and commanded sharply.

"But I'm also a militia!" The boy shouted unconvinced.

"Back up, did you hear--!"

Little Phoenix was blushing and thick, but he was afraid to disobey Freya's orders. Among them, Freya has always been the leader. The girl is kind and has her own persistence. In fact, everyone is very convinced of such a captain.

And Sophie shook her head in the back, it was not a place of dispute on the battlefield. However, the persistence of the pony-tailed girl has caused his favor, and girls like him in this world are rare.

"You four are coming together," he said in the back.

"Mr. Brando, you—!" Freya took a breath and couldn't help looking back, the young man lying on the rock—Roman was still standing by his side, looking innocently at this He blinked at himself.

This dead girl, so soon!

She couldn't hold back for a while.

"The corpse witch is an enemy that is difficult to entangle. You four can just cover each other." Sophie replied earnestly.

"But little Phoenix ..."

"He is also a militia."

Freya bit her lip, and she looked back. Markmy and Essen had been defeated under the attack of the corpse witch. If the undead monster was given a chance to cast spells, I'm afraid the team would have to downsize again.

That's not something she can afford.

Thinking of this, she only nodded: "Okay."

"Long live! Brando, you are awesome!" Shouted Little Phoenix and immediately drew out her sword. But Freya grabbed his collar in the back and pulled it back seriously and ordered: "Follow me, don't allow me to cover, do you understand--"

"Oh ..." a disappointed voice.

After Freya and Little Phoenix joined the battle, the situation immediately reversed. She and Essen were the outstanding swordsmen in the period of Butch's militia. In addition, it was surprising that Little Phoenix was not inferior. In Sophie's words, this child has a strong offensive intention, and his sword is decisive and precise-not like Eruin's pursuit of offensive and defensive integration with military swordsmanship, but more like Cruz's aggressive battle swordsmanship.

But no matter from which aspect, from the perspective of a senior fighter, this is already a very high evaluation.

Sophie thought maybe when Little Phoenix grew up to Brando's age, sword skills would not be inferior at all, of course, it was slightly worse spiritually-because Brando was born to fight.

He sometimes wondered, if the young man did not die in history, but grew up in the war, I am afraid that the final achievement will not be dim than Freya's light?

It is a pity that the world is impermanent and history is not.

Of course, the most important point in this battle is the reminder of young people. Sophie seemed to see through the idea of ​​the corpse witch, and he could point out even a slight attempt by the other party.

What does it do?

Why does it do this?

Is it preparing a spell?

When do I need to interfere with it?

The corpse witch became more and more frightened, and death was not scared, but it was also panic. In the end it almost screamed, "Who the **** are you, the undead wizard? Or the black knight?"

What this sentence exchanged was Freya's merciless sword, and its claws holding the bone stick flying high, the monster screamed, and the green fire in the sunken eyes was dim.

"Abominable human ..."

The battle ended in Markmy's well-formed sword. Before that, the corpse witch was tired of dealing with it. After his hands and bone sticks were broken, it screamed unwillingly, watching Xue Liang's blade cut into his skull.

With a swipe, Soul Fire burst from its body. This was the monster's deathly counterattack. However, only Susie's reminder, only Essen, who evaded slightly, suffered a slight burn to his right hand.

On the other side, others also killed the remaining two bone shelves at the expense of one person. When the forest returned to calmness, only the wind passed over the top of the forest and rustled.

Everyone couldn't help but stop and glanced at each other.

Everyone, including Freya, was incredible. They actually won, facing four skeleton soldiers and a scary corpse witch.

Markmy's sword fell on the ground first, and then a chain reaction of others. Everyone couldn't help but hug them, yelling and screaming, and some even cried to vent their feelings.

For the rest of the life after the disaster, it really makes some wills.

Sophie was quiet. He looked up and saw three golden lights flying from the darkness into his chest. And no one around seemed to notice this detail, even the Roman standing beside him was no exception.

The merchant lady was relieved.

Alas, is this the only thing he can see? Sophie couldn't help wondering.

He looked around and unconsciously opened up the character's attributes, just like when he was in the 'Amber Sword'. Sophie was always the first to look at gains and losses after the battle.

Lines of faint green numbers immediately appeared on the retina—

Strength 1.1, Dexterity 2.0, Constitution 1.0, Intelligence 1.1, Will 1.3, Wisdom 1.0.

Absolute Strength 3.5, Elements (Uncivilized)-

Brando, Human Male, Level 1 (Strength System: Physics, Melee; Talent: Unyielding)

xp: 4 (civilian level 1:-, militia level 2, 6/10)

Life (weak, dying): 10% (bandaged, restore 1 life per day)

Employment (Idle Skill Experience 1) ——

Civilian [basic knowledge (level 1), geographic knowledge (level 0), local knowledge (level 1)]

Militia [military swordsmanship (level 1), fighting skills (level 1), tactical theory (level 0), military organization (level 0)]

It can be found that the attributes that have changed are strength and physique, indicating that his physical quality has been improved from the training (upgrading) of the profession of the militia.

Then the absolute power increased by 2.5 energy levels, mainly due to the 1-point dexterous improvement of the ring after the wind, and the secondary was the change in physical fitness.

In the final battle, he gained only four experience points from four skeleton soldiers and a corpse witch. With only half the experience he deserved, Sophie thought about it and finally had to come to a conclusion-team punishment.

This is simply ridiculous. How could there be such a thing in the real world? However, as a game house, he does not have any professional knowledge to explain all of this. After all, it is a more ridiculous thing to pass than this.

Is not it?

At first he wanted to figure out how the team penalty was calculated here, but he soon found it to be futile, as it seemed to have nothing to do with the game at all.

"Master Martha, thankfully my nerves are thicker ..." He couldn't help but raised his forehead with a little headache.

But then Sophie stared at his militia level and hesitated. To be honest, he didn't really want to continue investing in this profession. The waste wood of the militia really didn't need to be described by words, so that it was always called npc dedicated occupation.

In the last life, he never imagined that he would have a day of wasting experience in this profession.

And also chose the unyielding talent!

Martha is on top. There are too many talents for warriors, and unyielding happens to be the worst. This skill could save him from a deadly physical blow, but he only had five minutes to explain the funeral, unless he received a strong enough treatment before then.

But until now he hasn't seen anything more powerful than bandages to regenerate life. You must know that these things are everywhere in the game.

But Sophie didn't regret it, anyway, this skill saved his life, didn't he?

But the situation is the same now, the reality is that he could not find a way to find other occupations. And he urgently needs strength, so the only way left is to go black in the militia profession--

Sufi couldn't help feeling a little depressed for a moment.

Is it going to change from a senior soldier to a senior militia? Hey, is n’t the soldier enough for cannon fodder!