Damn it, it's so bad that I worked hard to eliminate the skeleton soldiers that were brushed out one after another. The heads of the dead were already 10. It was time for me to return to the army to win. I don't know where a skeleton captain in armor and swords with both hands came out. The attack was really not low. It was cut by it and I had nearly 100 of my physical strength. Damn, I had to take a recovery medicine after a few hits. In addition, the soldiers who came up to harass me from time to time were so tired.

After using the 8th bottle of recovery medicine, there were finally only two skeletons. Hehe, I accidentally upgraded again. Now the level is 14, look at the allocation point. This time, there are only 3 points. Well, add some physical strength and 2 points of strength. It is time to use the captain to take action. I avoided the heavy lifting just now, and I was staring at the skeleton soldiers and chopped them.

The Curse Blade stabbed in with a cold light against its armor. Hehe, the damage of 148 is better, it is better to upgrade. I see how much blood your captain can have enough for me to cut. I still have more than 10 bottles of medicine in my backpack.

It hurt, raised the hilt of the sword and smashed it over. I was happy and ate it. Good, good, the power was really not light. I took a few steps back and touched the skeleton in the middle of the room. It was crooked, what a broken rack, so it was so untouched, and it dispersed in a flash. The cauldron filled with a odor also fell to the ground, and the black liquid was spilled everywhere.

Hey, why is the body of the skeleton soldier next to him slowly disappearing? No, it was corroded by the black liquid. Haha, why didn’t you notice this earlier?

Damn, seeing that you dare to follow me, I quickly went up and took a few tricks. Hehe, you have no discussions.

Look at the skeleton captain who was flashing with the solution, haha, I guess you are afraid of this thing too. Come on, my buddy is not polite to you. I picked up the dagger and wiped it hard on the black liquid on the ground. The sticky liquid covered the blade's body, and I pressed it forward with a kind smile on my face.

You cut off, I cut off the tip of the sword with one knife, blocked it again, and then cut it again, and a crack opened on the bone sword. Haha, it was really uncut. Didn’t you cut me proudly just now? Now I will play with you.

I was waving my dagger proudly to greet Captain Skeleton, but suddenly I was a little panicked by a stormy wind beside me. The red light that was already scattered in the eyes of Captain Skeleton opposite me seemed to have suddenly shone with oil.

Death Reaper Level: 17

What to do? It’s okay if you can’t beat me. If you run away, I will definitely let you go. Why do you have to trouble you, a mighty brother? Looking at the death harvester like a skeleton ghost in front of me, the huge dark red sickle alone made me feel half-hearted. With a wave of my big hand, a piece of ore was cut off by the sickle like soil.

Damn, it is probably the real wavess in the novice village. The wolf king only reached level 17 by mutation. This one was level 17 as soon as he appeared. Alas, how could I encounter it?

You can't run away, and it's impossible to tell me to wait for death in vain. I'm so mighty and can't bend. I stepped on the black solution on the ground. By the way, the skeletons are afraid of this thing. It's their system. I guess you won't be immune.

Now I don’t care about my personal image and heroism. I am a lazy donkey and I will roll wherever there is too much black liquid. I don’t say it, but I also wiped a few handfuls on my face. What should I do? I prevent it from slapping my face and telling it to not slap my face. Who knows whether it listens or not.

When I stood firm, I saw that the Death Reaper stayed in place for a while, and a thin layer of black mist was placed on his body, and his figure became more and more blurred. The dark red sickle was raised high and slashed at me with the cold light. I raised my hand to block it. The shield covered with black solution had an intimate contact with the Death Scimitar. I was shocked and I quickly looked at my arms. It didn't fall off. There was only a faint gap on the shield. Fortunately, it was fine, but the number 120 floating on my head told me the sickle's terrifying attack.

If there was no black solution, I would definitely hang it in the hands of the Reaper; if there was no last captain of the skeleton, I would definitely hang it in the reaper's sickle, my feelings after leaving the mine.

I struggled to resist the reaper's sharp sickle, and I secretly complained in my heart. The dagger was too short and could not cut its body. I was about to rush over to get closer, but was forced back by its sickle. The only damage was to chop its long hilt a few times when the damn sickle hit the shield.

There was not much medicine on his body, and the undead skeleton captain over there sneakily held the headless giant sword, trying to catch up with the water.

Looking at the broken bones that were smeared by the sickle, OK, I have to find a cushion to the back even if it is a pile of skeletons, I changed my mind and deliberately exposed the back to the captain of the skeleton.

There was the Death Reaper in front, and there was the Skeleton Captain behind me. I was in the middle. When we were three points in a line, the red light flashed in the Reaper's eyes, and the Death Scythe quickly landed on my head as if he was weightless. The Skeleton Captain behind me also swung his bone sword and rushed over.

With a "click", the skull was broken. It was not my skull, but my skull captain. At this critical moment, I lay down and rushed straight into the tunnel. The sickle with the call of death hit the head of the skull captain behind ruthlessly, splitting the skull, and sinking deeply into it.

I can’t miss the opportunity, I won’t come again. I got up, picked up the dagger and slashed it against the hilt of the sickle. What’s the matter? I cut the reaper’s hand and see what it would be like without the sickle.

The dagger was carrying sparks on the hilt of the knife, and roared straight for the pale bone finger. Damn, I still couldn't bear to let go. The harvester waved the hilt in panic, trying to pull the sickle out of the skeleton captain. Damn, who told you to take out the strength to feed me? Will it feed? It used to be, hehe, now you're anxious.

The dagger slashed, and a few neat bones remained on the hilt of the knife. The reaper flashed, letting me follow the knife and fleeing to the side. Hehe, I didn't pull my fingers, and you can't take the sickle for you.

My broken wrist hit me, -30, -40, it doesn't hurt or itch, and I'll just take it with you with a knife, -90, I'll just waste my time with you, now I'm afraid you'll be fucked.

Without the powerful threat of the sickle, my nerves were much more relaxed. I went back and forth with the harvester and slashed the receiver. I took a bottle of medicine when I reached 100. I don’t believe that you have more blood than the mutant wolf king.

When the Reaper smashed my body with his remaining right arm (the left arm cut me off in a few rounds), I suddenly jumped up, and the dagger carried a few drops of black liquid into its eye socket, and then broke out from the top of its head. Perhaps it was wailing in pain, but I couldn't hear it. A hoarse sound came from the gray-black body, and the red eyes fell down with anger and unwillingness.

My hands were trembling a little, my mood was fluctuating, my passion was like a galloping horse. I am such a genius, I can survive in adversity. I was done by this harvester alone, and no one believed me if I told you it. Hurry up and see what this guy can give me, but don’t let me down.

I touched the body of the harvester and looked at the few copper coins in my hand. You were considered a ss. Why were you so poor that you only had copper coins? At least you gave me a silver coins. Where was the equipment? I wish I could lie on the ground and groping. No, I was extremely depressed. The wolf king gave me two pieces, but you didn't have one.

A few minutes passed, and I still had no gains, so I had to climb up dejectedly, pick up a few copper coins dropped by Captain Skeleton, and flash them.

No, I almost forgot that I still have a wealthy road, and I have already entered the mine. I haven't dug it yet. Maybe some good mine will be found in it for us to make up for it.

When I changed into the steel shovel, I started to face the mine wall opposite. I guess the boss was made by me, and the other skeletons didn't dare to harass me again. It's great, I dig.

“You have obtained inferior copper ore”

“You have obtained inferior copper ore”

"You got the copper mine"

“You got the agate fragments”

“You have obtained inferior iron ore”

...Oh, I thought I could dig something good, except for the agate fragment, all the other ones were the most basic ore. Forget it, it was better to have it than not. I would go back after digging the bag.

He threw a useless ore away and glanced at him. It was wrong. The body of the Reaper had disappeared. Why did its red sickle still penetrate the scattered bones of Captain Skeleton and not disappear?

I walked to the sickle in confusion, stretched out my hand and pulled out the sickle.

Death Scythe Level: 17 (Bronze)

Attack: 15-35 Lasting: 48

Speed: 3.4 Two-handed

Attribute: Not identified

I waved the death scythe randomly, and the haha ​​laughter snatched my throat and resounded in the middle of the mine track. It turned out that I didn't lose my equipment, but I didn't pay attention to the equipment I lost. Fortunately, I just threw a piece of ore, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed it immediately, and I wouldn't be depressed.
Chapter completed!