This Game is Not Easy

It is estimated that the only thing that the lord of the Snowfield Castle did not expect is that when the army surrounds the lord's mansion, the gate will automatically open.

And the one who appeared in front of him was the Night Demon.

Just when Fang Yi thought of this, the Castle Lord of Snowfield had already opened his mouth coldly.

"Agud, where is Count Xhosa?"

"died."

The Snowfield Castle Master was overjoyed, showing such an expression as he expected.

It seemed that Agold and Mel were just unable to bring out the news, and the mission was successfully completed.

His expression softened, and the Snow Plains Fortress continued to ask, "That Mel and Alice..."

"Also dead."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Fang Yi directly interrupted.

The attitude is casual, the expression is natural, as if talking about eating and drinking, without any emotional ups and downs.

But the Snow Plains Fort Lord's expression froze, and his attitude became cold again.

He doesn't need to care about others, but Dr. Mel is an important confidant he has cultivated.

Suppressing his emotions, the Castle Lord of Snowfields spoke again.

"So old one-eyed and Tai Lun..."

"They're all dead."

"Other people in the manor..."

"All dead, not one left."

After a pause, Fang Yi laughed lightly.

"Unless you let the group of people in the warehouse and the escaped servants and servants go. Otherwise, there should be no living people in the Xhosa Manor. But I don't think you will be so kind in this hostile situation, right? "

The heart of the snowfield castle owner sank.

Of course, he didn't have any kindness. While attacking the Xhosa Manor, the encirclement was also shrinking.

Anyone who wanted to escape, without exception, was dealt with on the spot.

As for the group of people in the warehouse, although it was a bit difficult to deal with, especially the shadow man, who was so tough, they were still killed by the number of people.

This was originally something to be happy about, but after Fang Yi said it, the Castle Lord of Xueyuan had a feeling of being used by Fang Yi.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Fang Yi's indifferent demeanor and casual behavior also made him want to kill.

Now that the Xhosa Manor has been occupied, Fang Yi has no use value.

It's better for this kind of insider to keep their mouths shut forever.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Castle Lord of Snowfield raised his right hand high.

The army in the rear got the order, and they all drew their bows and arrows.

"In that case, you should go with them too."

Seeing Fang Yi's expression still indifferent, the Snow Plains Fortress Lord Sen sneered and waved his right hand directly.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sound of smashing the air, resounded one after another.

The dense rain of arrows hit Fang Yi directly.

But Fang Yi was looking up, looking at the flying snow.

"Snowfield Castle Castle Lord, I don't know if you feel it..."

The wind whistled, and the arrows rained like a hurricane.

"Snow, it's falling more and more slowly."

As the last sound fell, the black arrow rain was only three inches away from Fang Yi's body.

However, these three inches are just like the horizon, and there is no way to go any further.

"This is impossible?!"

The pupils of the castle master of Snowfield shrank, his face full of astonishment.

"Witchcraft?!"

"devil!"

The three hundred army fell into a panic.

However, in the next moment, all of their movements and expressions were instantly frozen.

The world stands still at this moment.

This stillness is centered on Fang Yi, the last dungeon victor, and expands wildly outward until it covers the entire dungeon space.

Immediately, the world began to collapse, disintegrate, and dissipate.

Darkness, boundless darkness.

"Congratulations to the player [East Gate Drunk] for winning the dungeon and clearing the [Medieval dungeon No. 77113]."

"Welcome to the player [Dongmen Drunk] and return to the independent space."

"Player [Dongmen Zui] please wait a moment, the system is in the process of settlement."

After darkness comes the light of dawn.

When Fang Yi opened it, he had returned to the familiar independent space.

After waiting for a while, the system prompt sounded again.

"[Medieval Dungeon No. 77113], the settlement is complete."

"Player [Dongmen Drunk], please check the list."

When the virtual frame jumped out, Fang Yi immediately checked.

"ID: East Gate Drunk."

"Identity of the copy: Corpse."

"Identity Skill: Feign Death."

"The copy it belongs to: Medieval copy No. 77113."

"Game days: four days."

"Number of kills: six."

"Items obtained: Black Whisper Crossbow Machine, Black Whisper Crossbow Arrow, Sharp Fang Dagger (left)."

"Acquired skill: suspended animation."

"Achievements: One blood, two kills, three kills, four kills, five kills, six kills, group kills, big kills, berserk, unstoppable, dominate the game."

"Clearance Reward: Successfully clear the dungeon (500 points), and the dungeon ranks first (500 points)."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Fang Yi's eyes turned.

"Personal points: five thousand seven hundred and fifty (5750)."

The new account is off to a good start. According to this trend, it should develop very well.

Press the OK button of the settlement list, the settlement box will fade out transparently, and the [Dungeon Harvest] page will pop out.

"Next, players are asked to choose whether to keep the gains from the copy."

When the voice fell, Fang Yi couldn't wait to check it out.

On the [Dungeon Harvest] page that only had the [Skill] category in the last match, there is now an additional [Item] category.

First, click on the [Skill] category, and hang suspended animation on it.

In fact, in the medieval dungeon ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fang Yi is not far from comprehending the [primary organ trap]. If it takes more than ten days of work, he should be able to learn it.

However, Fang Yi did not choose to do so.

One is not sure if the points are enough.

Second, the Xueyuan Fort army was approaching, and he didn't have much time to spend.

Fortunately, there is still the status skill [Fake Death], and I have already gained something.

"Identity skill: suspended animation, converted into a personal skill, requires 3,000 points."

Sure enough, it was 3,000... It was about as expected.

Licking his lips, Fang Yi chose to exchange.

As the value of personal points decreases, the suspended animation skill also fades away from the [Dungeon Harvest] column.

Next is...

"Weapon: Black Whisper Crossbow. Converting it to a personal item requires 1,000 points. The sales system is worth 10 points."

Depend on! Really expensive!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Fang Yi reluctantly chose to exchange.

This thing is very easy to use, not ready to give up, and its power is not bad, the only drawback is... there are not many matching crossbow arrows, and you have to recycle it yourself every time.

If you use ordinary crossbow arrows, it is estimated that the power will be greatly reduced.

"Consumables: Black Whisper Arrows x13, converted to personal items, one hundred and thirty points (ten points) are required."

In the Medieval dungeon, Fang Yi fired a lot of crossbow arrows that could not be recovered.

The consumption is very fast, and by the end of the copy, there is not much left.

After thinking about it, Fang Yi chose to exchange it all.

Turning his eyes, he looked at the last item.

"Weapon: Sharp-toothed dagger (left), converted into a personal item, requires 100 points. The sales system is worth 1 point."