I Became an In-game NPC

In the setting sun, the most ray of light shone on the old cemetery in the distance, sketching a shadow that kept waving, and cast it in the eyes of the adventurer who was about to enter the underground mausoleum, which suddenly caused a bad feeling in his heart.

"This ... this, are you saying goodbye to us? Or do you mean something else?" Nina hugged her hands around her unremarkable chest, and seemed to feel the coolness around her straight through her heart.

Bud was speechless. Originally for security reasons, he did not intend to introduce the helper he brought to the gravekeeper, but because he needed to say hello to the guards in advance, the old man still knew the time of his arrival, so this was far away. The distant compliment fell into the eyes of others, and it became an ominous sign.

The leaves of Winter Winter are also hairy, and the spooky underground entrance in front of them emits a burst of sorrow. In addition to the sunset in the mountains, the last rays of light are also swallowed. The dark and silent atmosphere is enveloped from all sides, completely swallowing the heart.

The happy windmill Da La La walked in front, as if indifferent to the surrounding environment, disappeared under the stairs within a few steps.

Dressed in an exposed but heroic priest, touched with pale white jam ~ touched Nina's head, looked at the halting female mage in front of her, and suddenly her heart was narrow, she slowly put her head close to each other's back, and raised her mouth to blow out Cool.

The half-elf's beautiful hair wiggles gently, sending the bone-chilling chill to the owner's clean neck.

"Uh!" Suddenly, Teng Dongye tightened her body and made a short exclamation, but her neck was stiff and she did not dare to turn her head.

"All right! Let's go down, the mage summons the light source to open the way for the soldiers." Bud standing at the end interrupted the prank in the team, reminding the only foreign aid.

"Oh! The guy who climbed out of the grave likes you cowardly most!" The light white jam crossed the hard ~ The standing mage laughed and went straight into the underground passage, dragging the halfling holding the clothes behind her, and soon Disappear.

Bud ignores the almost mourning female mage, walks to the front in a few steps, leaving only hard ~ 梆 ~ 梆 words, "Do what you should do!" He hesitated a little, not knowing why the mage performed well at first Now wincing.

"Is it too late to make a substitution?"

Winter's leaves fell at the end, and he took a few small and cute Qiong noses, rubbed his face with his hand without that staff, and said in his heart, "Fear of ghosts is normal, okay. Isn't it the same for the little ones? Why are they targeting me? "

"Come on! Don't grind anymore, beware of monsters coming out from behind to eat you!" A woman's voice sounded.

Winter's leaves opened her eyes wide, and surely the previous ones had disappeared, and only herself was left at the entrance. The wind from below was blowing slowly, although it was not violent, but it continued, like a terrible existence. It keeps whispering in your ear, and speaks a language that you can't understand at all.

The thin layer of sweat that had leaked from the back gradually became very cold, and the leaves of Winter Winter hurriedly took a small step, and shouted slightly in the mouth to chase it in, while a ball of white light suddenly appeared above her head. Followed into the crypt.

If someone had just witnessed it, he would be amazed at the magical accomplishments of this half-elf female mage, who would not be touched by fireworks, like a pen from God.

With the light group floating behind him, the happy windmill in the front continued to lead the team down. The priest followed with the halfling, followed by Bard, who protected the silent mage.

The steps are not short, and Bard realized that if such a group walked down silently, the atmosphere of the team would soon change.

auzw.com The excessively quiet environment here will undoubtedly bring tremendous pressure to the mind. Last time, I was worried about the attack alone, and it is not appropriate at this time.

As a qualified leader, he should not let this happen. The so-called captain does not have to decide the victory or defeat in the battle, but he must ensure that his teammates play in the best state before the war, otherwise they are negligent!

"Although it is an underground mausoleum, the enemy is not necessarily a monster of the undead type, because I very much doubt that if the purpose is to seal the monster, the builder cannot let the living person be buried in it. Maybe we only need to deal with one. , So don't be too nervous, scare yourself! "He comforted the two members of the team who were more sensitive to ghosts.

"Really?" Nina turned back, flashing her big watery eyes, and asked expectantly.

"Don't listen to that guy talking, of course, skulls will move underground, not to mention the grave when it is above! How many people will be buried in Bretnia in a year? Hundreds? Thousands?" The light white jam deliberately disrupted In general, she flickered, scared the halfling quickly reached out and grabbed her clothes, and this time more hard!

Winter's leaves also seemed to be disturbed by it, and when the light fluttered in the air trembled, the flash of light almost made the front soldiers step out of the air.

"It's really steep!" Happy Windmill did not mean to blame the female mage, turned his head and said to Bud, "Captain, if this is to achieve a chase, I can use the terrain here, and I will be in front to guarantee a strange Nothing can be missed! "

Bud shook his head. "If I was right, the expedition area in the form of a copy is completely independent. It is impossible for the monsters inside to run outside, so your terrain utilization plan should have no chance to be realized. "

He has long been accustomed to similar situations, do not know the copy? So what's weird about, how long did the rise of online games have appeared in my own era? Who can expect that people's entertainment model will be the same as before.

In addition, the previous system ’s title for the inside of the mausoleum is indeed a copy. According to the form of communication, the system must express something similar to the copy of the game, otherwise it would not be possible to hear the word in its own ears.

Seeing no one bothering himself, the pale white jam froze, "Cut, I really hope it is a skull! Not only can it increase the value of racial identity, but also exercise the priest's holy light skills, the most important ...

She glanced at the two timid female compatriots behind her, her eyes full of disdain, "You can still see good shows!"

The happy windmill nodded ignorantly in front of him, and continued to walk down, while Bud looked at the bad pastor in his eyes, and his head hurt a little.

"What is it? There is no tension at all, silly warrior, priest who just wants to make fun of people, and two‘ cumbersome ’who are afraid of ghosts. Is this really a first copy and a pioneering rhythm?”

Bard was spreading his hands, and he just wanted to quit, but he didn't realize this relaxed and indifferent performance, but reflected their subconscious trust in their captain. It seems ... with this guy who loves to dress mysteriously, it ’s just a matter of talking about difficulties, and the final success is nailed down!

But is this really the case?

This is not the era when everyone did not change jobs in the original place, and the average combat power was similar. Bud, how much can this bard near 18 level play at this stage?

Let's wait and see!

Ok! It seems that another chapter has not been entered yet, but attentive friends will definitely find the foreshadowing in the text, and certainly not the first ...

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