My Magic Has No Attack Power

After watching the moon, the two entered the room together with a little anxiety, and fell asleep with their clothes on.

The general hibernation plan has already gone through Xiang En's mind. No matter how worried they are, time will always pass, and they will always work hard to survive.

The night was dark, and the moonlight pierced through the clouds, casting a faint blue light onto the earth.

The trap totem at the entrance of the village is like a standing tauren, staring ahead with an angry and determined face, preventing any creature from entering the village through the only entrance and exit of the village.

In the rain-soaked vegetable garden, the soil suddenly trembled like sea waves. Amid an uncomfortable whimpering sound, several pale, mud-covered arms broke through the ground, moving their bodies stiffly.

After a while, more arms emerged from the ground, then feet, and finally a head.

The dead villagers began to resurrect one by one, and the intact faces were covered with creepy black spots in addition to the paleness that had faded from the blood.

The corpse that rose from the grave was like a skeleton that had lost its soul, wandering unconsciously in all directions.

puff!

The village chief, who had been burly before his death, broke through the ground. His huge body knocked down several dazed corpses around him. After getting up, he also wandered around with a dull face. The black spots on his face and exposed arms were different from other More on the body.

The head of the village moved his heavy body, wandering unconsciously, and slowly disappeared into the forest...

Most of the other corpses entered the forest, and only six corpses walked towards the gate of the village unconsciously.

The wall at the gate of the village is just a simple fence without a door, and the villagers who used to live here don't need a door either.

They can deal with weak monsters, but even a wooden fence around powerful beasts can't stop them.

The blood-red eyes of the trap totem stared relentlessly at the six corpses that were getting closer and closer. When those corpses stepped into the two-meter trigger range of the totem, the trap totem exploded, and pieces of wood hit the cold corpses.

...

Xiang En, who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, opened his eyes suddenly. After feeling it carefully, he propped up his upper body from the bed in doubt, and looked in the direction of the village gate.

?

Because it was the first time she took the initiative to sleep with a man, Andrea's sleep had been very light, and she was awakened by Xiang En's slight movement of getting up.

Turning her head to see Xiang En propped up her upper body, the doubt in Andrea's eyes flashed away, but in an instant, she thought of a possibility, and closed her eyes nervously.

This episode is so familiar, could it be that he wants to do something red-faced while I'm asleep!

Then I'll pretend I'm still asleep!

Anli...

Xiang En finally confirmed with his mental strength that the trap totem at the gate of the village had been triggered, and gently pushed Andrea next to him, intending to wake her up to take a look together.

Once, twice...

Huh? Why are you still awake?

After calling several times in a row, Xiang En started to feel a little flustered, and tried to test her breath with trembling hands, it was very hasty, not calm at all...

Stop pretending to be asleep, there is something going on outside! Xiang En also slapped his head while he was relieved, feeling quite speechless.

After going through life and death with Andrea for two months, he still couldn't understand the reason behind Andrea's frequent offline behavior.

ah?

Andrea straightened up in an instant. She was not a person who didn't know the importance of the situation. Putting aside a little loss, she immediately got up lightly, without putting on her thick clothes, and directly picked up the hunter's dagger on the ground.

Xiang En's right hand lit up with a small amount of twilight, and he crept to the window, opened a gap and looked sideways towards the entrance of the village.

The surroundings are too dark, and his mental power is still unable to detect creatures beyond the meter range without the medium. He tries to open his eyes wide, but he can only see a piece of darkness.

There seemed to be a few things shaking, but Xiang En wasn't sure.

Andrea also moved to the window, frowning and looking out. Her vision in the dark was better than Xiang En's, but it was not so good.

There seem to be five shadows. I can't see what they are, but they are approaching.

Looking at the dark outside world, Xiang En felt a little regretful, why should he be greedy for the totem skill first, although his hands can use magic power to produce light, but it is not as convenient as the night vision skill...

The darkness is not good for the two of them, leaving rashly without seeing what is outside the house will only increase the risk of death for the two of them.

Doomsday is still worrying about Xiang En's heart for the time being. Seeing the dark things outside, he thinks of mutated monsters, this is the world of magic.

Xiang En leaned close to Andrea's ear and arranged in a low voice, Don't make too much noise, wait until dawn.

Andrea nodded seriously, then continued to stay where she was and observe the dangling black shadows.

Xiang En walked towards the living room of the wooden house, ready to see if there was anything around the back of the wooden house.

Although the wooden house is simple, it is also divided into two sections by a partition, a living room and a bedroom.

The living room is both a living room and a kitchen.

Under the window of the living room is a stove made of similar mud bricks. He entered the living room on tiptoe, and Xiang En lay on the stove, gently opened the window amidst the creaking sound, leaned closer to his face, and checked the surrounding situation.

It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen as before.

Wait a minute, when Xiang En looked to the left, he frowned. Why does it feel so dark there?

After squinting his eyes and observing for a long time, Xiang En couldn't see something clearly, or he was wrong.

After careful observation, he still couldn't be sure. For peace of mind, he couldn't help but open the window a little more, poked out half of his head, released the magic power to produce light, and stretched out his hand to shine in that direction.

The not-so-intense light shot towards that area, illuminating the pale and dull face of a young man.

Immediately, Xiang Enru was shocked by the sudden appearance of the ghost, and trembled like a weightless person. He quickly retracted his hands in fright, hurriedly climbed down from the stove, sat on the ground and He rubbed his face to suppress the feeling of horror.

Gan...

Unable to restrain himself from cursing silently, Xiang En's mind was thrown into chaos, and at the same time, he thought about it carefully, and remembered the appearance of the face that had been glimpsed in a blink of an eye.

Wasn't that Johnny's son just now?

Didn't I tm bury him! How could it suddenly jump out and be scary!

Doomsday is this?

Could it be that this doomsday is a natural disaster of the undead? plague?

No, it's strange! Take another look!

In a world where there is magic, there is a resurrection of corpses. The first thing Xiang En thinks of is undead, so he wants to confirm whether it is the masterpiece of necromancers.

In the library of De Aier College, there are also records of wizards blaspheming the dead, but most of the content is more like a saliva book scolding wizards for blaspheming the dead, but he still remembers some methods of distinguishing the resurrected undead.

Xiang En climbed up the stove again, wanting to poke his head out of the window to take another look at Johnny's son.

Just as his head got closer to the window, he heard a snap, the window was slammed back from the outside, and the rebounded wooden window hit Xiang En's forehead firmly.

The strength wasn't great, but he didn't have Andrea's physical fitness of hitting the tree trunk without changing his face. This hit him gasped, covered his forehead and kept rubbing.

After returning, the window was also slammed by Johnny's son, and the sound spread throughout the village.

New Year's Eve, it's understandable that the update is a bit slower