Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 93 Getting better

Teacher Xia: "Brother Yang?"

"Damn it, I seem to have realized it..."

Zhu Yang was wrapped in the holy light and suddenly slashed at the ballista.

The golden light flashed on the bone-cutting knife.

The outline is twice as big as the bone-cutting knife!

The ballista shattered with a sound and broke into two pieces.

But the killing range of the bone-cutting knife is not that long at all...

Teacher Xia: "Holy crap, holy strike?"

Catching Sheep: "No more than that, definitely more than that!"

He slashed at the ballista, and with each slash, the light golden mist on his body became thicker.

The scorching temperature made Teacher Xia take a few steps back.

"Did you see that it can trigger the protection of the Holy Light? This is a holy combo."

Teacher Xia was puzzled: "Why do I feel that it is similar to Dark Ya Strike and Shadow Technique?"

Zhu Sheep: "It's possible. I suspect this place is an analysis platform. After Heine analyzed your skills, he gave me a complete set, and then I learned it!"

Teacher Xia: "Holy crap, is it possible that the skills of all professions are really universal? They just changed their skins?"

Zhu Sheep: "There's nothing wrong with thinking like this. In addition to the 'big skills' that are customized based on energy characteristics, the basic skills should be standardized and templated.

"Explained from a gameplay perspective, this facilitates the planning of a unified model and balances strength by allocating weights. From a practical perspective, this is also in line with the development laws of things."

Teacher Xia: "Then what else can we share with each other?"

Zhu Sheep: "...I can't teach you how to step on offerings, right?"

When the two of them combined, it was really gone.

So the enthusiasm that had just risen was extinguished in an instant.

How miserable.

Seeing that they gradually regained their composure, Heine took them away from the battlefield.

When he opened his eyes again, he immediately looked at Teacher Xia.

Fortunately, his soul fire is a normal color.

So the arena is indeed just a simulation.

He then walked up to Capture the Sheep and used necromancy to communicate with him.

"Did you master a new fighting technique just now?"

"Yes."

very good!

After going through the process, Heine asked Zhuyang to swing his sword against the mountain wall.

The light twice that of the bone-cutting knife burst out from the blade.

A deep indentation was left on the mountain wall.

"Wonderful!"

Heine couldn't help but applaud.

Wei Dianyuan was also shocked.

"What the hell, Holy Strike? Where did you learn this skill? What level is it?"

"Level Holy Combo is a damage-oriented tank skill. Our team doesn't need me to compensate for the damage, so I don't use it much."

Zhuoyang then briefly introduced the process of the gladiatorial arena.

"So, think about something that brothers can communicate with each other. Maybe it can help you unlock a few more skills."

However, the Northeastern Warlock thought hard for a long time and couldn't think of anything that could communicate with the two in close combat.

"Oh, it would be great if you could give me the entire range of the magic system. According to what you said, the principle of shadow arrow should be similar to that of fireball and ice arrow. The only thing missing now is this layer of window paper. Why don't you teach it in this game? As for me, teach me and I have already met."

Teacher Xia joked: "Brother Wei, think on the bright side, maybe the game company is afraid that you will also improve your skills in reality."

Wei Dianyuan: "That's not possible. I keep to myself in reality and am a group of good citizens..."

...

Yes, can we find a spell caster to go in?

Heine couldn't help but think.

There is no rule that says only his summons can be pulled into the arena...

Moreover, the feeling of déjà vu when he first saw these Yuanling soldiers was still vivid in his mind.

The murderous aura was still fresh in his memory.

Naga's soul was contaminated by this group of spirits at that time.

First, silvery fragments of light appeared on his body, and when the second bottle of Lost Soul Water was poured down, it became a fish bait.

Heine immediately walked out of the cave, waved to Todd, and arranged for him to go to Jones and ask for a prisoner.

Not long after, the only spell caster among the five prisoners was carried over.

Heine remembered that he fell to the ground and fainted after being kicked by Teacher Xia.

This guy's skills are relatively complicated. He has released at least three different energy attacks in his hand.

Water, fire, shadow.

And there are balls, arrows, cones, all shapes.

To some extent, it also illustrates the interoperability of low-level spells.

And the threshold is very low, but Heine's skeletons are just one step into the door.

Putting this man on the magic circle, Heine asked Wei Dianyuan to stand opposite him.

In order to prevent accidents, he asked the other two people to stand behind him and keep an eye on the elves in front of him.

Only then can the magic circle be activated with confidence.

As expected, he was stopped by Yuanling soldiers.

Because he only brought the soul of Wei Dian Yuan with him.

But Heine soon made a new discovery.

His own mental power is being depleted, and Yuan Ling is gathering spontaneously.

They resemble ants that find traces of food.

——So I’m the one calling them?

Heine's perception was close to the gathered Yuanling, and he immediately felt a sense of desire.

They want to fight!

Heine no longer hesitated.

"set off!"

"Hurry up!"

The familiar Yuanling rushes, the familiar surging Yuanling tide.

Heine withdrew from the magic circle and stared at the elf.

Under the Eyes of the Dead, silver threads protruded from the magic circle, connecting them to the elf's body.

However, the imaginary hunting scene did not appear.

The fainted elf did not tremble at all, and no materialized gelatinous soul came out of its mouth and nose.

Heine looked at his body covered with silver spots, and finally connected into one.

Later, no bait appeared, but he got a silver soul.

Illusive silver soul.

It was almost exactly the same as the wandering souls summoned by others that he saw under the Eye of the Dead...

It was as if the Yuanlings had been stripped from this body.

Heine's heart was shaken, and he had an inexplicable idea:

Lost Soul Water is a parody of this perfect process.

As he had thought before, the bait itself was the product of Yuanling's tainted soul.

But fishing bait wasn’t the original purpose.

Because Yuan Ling does not pollute the soul, but replaces it.

Or stripping.

Only failed peeling will turn into pollution, so a large amount of soul matter will be expelled from the body, and only a ball of silver bait will be left.

Could this be a more specific use of this magic circle?

Heine didn't care much and hurriedly reconnected to the magic circle.

This time it was smooth sailing.

He has two souls!

...

In the arena, the scenes created before are still preserved.

Standing opposite Wei Dian Yuan was a confused soul.

And, he is alive.

As soon as he appeared, he showed panic that was different from the player:

He was yelling.

"Who are you? Where am I? You damn humans, what have you done to me!?"

It's good that he still retains his sanity.

Wei Dianyuan could obviously hear what the elf said, but the people from the Northeast couldn't understand it.

So he didn't answer.

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Heine passed on the awareness of battle to the two, and then shaped staffs for them.

As the most basic style of wand, it is just a piece of wood with two basic circuits of absorption and release engraved on the head and tail.

Heine learned this in the burial ground. It was as basic as the multiplication table, and it did not affect his construction at all.

——Then it depends on Brother Wei’s own destiny.

He thought so and looked at the two people on the field who were casting spells.

He has flooded the battlefield with shadow energy, so the two will subconsciously use spells that best suit the situation.

Although the elf was nervous, but inspired by the warlike factor, he still followed his instinct.

Never mind it, fight first!

The shadow energy gathered into a ball at the tip of his staff and was easily thrown out.

The spherical energy dragged its tail in the air, outlining a V-shaped arrow.

boom!

It was shattered in mid-air by a ball of shadow flame.

Judging from the location of the collision, the flying speed of Shadow Arrow is at least twice that of Shadow Flame.

The Northeast Warlock did not rush to attack, but stood there and waited.

He also understood Heine's intention.

The two fought back and forth several times, but no "force field" appeared as they imagined.

Heine took the initiative to use his perception to approach a shadow arrow that was forming.

Summon energy, build, release...

What’s there to learn from this!

Heine learned it at a glance.

"Uh-huh???"

Wei Dianyuan suddenly muttered to himself.

He ducked sideways to avoid the opponent's shadow arrows, and even gave up on the gathering shadow flames.

Then he waved his staff, and saw a dark V-shaped dart dragging two burning tails and shooting straight towards the elf.

Its arrowhead is sharp and solid, faintly reflecting the metallic luster.

It's completely two different things from the Elf's Shadow Arrow!

"What is this??"

The elf was stunned...and stood there blankly.

His body was penetrated directly.

But it reunited the next second.

Repeatedly, the battle has turned into a one-sided massacre.

The two sides are not on the same level at all.

Moreover, the elf also lost the will to fight and kept asking what it was like a repeater.

But every time he was dismissed before he could finish his words.

It was like Wei Dianyuan was playing some kind of racing game, the time left for his opponent to speak was getting shorter and shorter...

Heine kicked the Northeastern man out of the battlefield and asked him to share the joy with those two guys.

Then he decided to talk to the guy himself.

"What's your name?" he asked.

His voice seemed to come from heaven, like thunder.

The elf's legs softened and he knelt directly on the ground.

"God, please forgive my offense..."

Thanks to [Belham] for the tip, I didn’t see it yesterday. Confused, the boss is confused!