Players are already familiar with the attributes of ghosts: physical attack immunity, magic attack damage halved, and mental attack damage doubled. Therefore, many warriors choose enchanted weapons so as not to be able to do anything when they encounter ghosts. As for the weapon, the higher the level, the stronger it is, and the more comprehensive it is, like the golden name (artifact) lightsaber of the White Night Streamer, even if you kill ghosts, it's like playing.

As a counterbalance, the ghost always doesn't have much health.

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[Soul Intimidation]!

After receiving the [throat cut], St. Augustine roared angrily, and Qingyi couldn't help but take two steps back. You know, this is in the hallway, and the echoes reflected by the walls are not trivial. Not to mention Descartes, who was hit head-on, flew upside down and hit a pillar all the way down, before sliding limply to the ground.

Qingyi calmed down slightly. Fortunately, the handsome guy of the guard is a ghost, and he will not fall into a special state if he is hit by a fatal blow, otherwise the tide of the battle will be greatly reversed.

St. Augustine turned sideways, lowered his shoulders, and bent his arms. The great sword was raised flat on the right side of his body, like the claws of a beast on a cushion of flesh. The light on his body that had been radiated by [In the Name of the King] gradually condensed, and seemed to have been transferred to the sword, making this big sword glow with golden light all over, and it also had the momentum of the Thunder Ranger's lightsaber. His countenance gradually changed from sorrow to determination.

The beast's claws snapped out of the pads of flesh, and it only took a split second for the eyelids.

Moment.

[Soul Piercing Spike]!

St. Augustine and his great sword stabbed Descartes with the most direct and clean attack! His ghost body was so fast that it actually pulled out a color mark in Qing Yi's eyes, which turned out to be the scene brought by the afterimage before it completely disappeared. This blow was really fast and fierce, and the two bone blade assassins who suddenly appeared just stood in front of St. Augustine, and the soul fire was crushed by the golden sword light that passed through the body!

Descartes' eyes flickered, and he made the simplest of movements.

Rolling.

It's [Tumbling Dodge Mastery]! Qingyi then remembered that even if it was [Rolling Dodge], a skill that all players would know, Descartes could play it superbly!

As Descartes rolled away, St. Augustine's sword was nailed to the pillar, a powerful move that captured only two Bone Blade Assassins. Without hesitation, he drew his great sword and looked at Descartes.

"That's it, don't show mercy!" Qingyi manipulated the summons while cheering loudly.

[Flash]!

St. Augustine unleashed a spell that only magicians could possess and teleported to Descartes! But at this moment, a few bamboo sticks clicked out of the ground he stepped on, and a gray trap symbol lit up on his head, which turned out to be [Slow Down Trap]!

Worst! Did Descartes set the trap after rolling and dodging? So fast, I didn't notice it at all! The title of "Introductory Mentor" is really waterless!

Through the defeat of the handsome guy of the guard in two consecutive skills, Qingyi knew in his heart that because St. Augustine and Descartes were too familiar with each other, St. Augustine's skills were seen through by Descartes! As long as he grasped this, Descartes could fight St. Augustine until St. Augustine dissipated before he could do so!

"At the end of the day, I still can't hope that two NPCs will fight each other and I'll be at ease. This task is always up to the player. ”

Qingyi asserted and closed his eyes. From this moment on, he will not be distracted to see any irrelevant person or irrelevant matter, because the "rotation control method" requires concentration-

"Suo'er, left, outflank."

[Bone Revival], Assassin Resurrection!

Knights support shields and guard archers.

"Suo'er, upper right."

Priest [Heal], increases the health of a guard zombie that is on the verge of dissipation.

The knights began to use "brick shields".

"Suo'er, the back row advances, the front row attacks in place, squeezing the opponent's space."

The Assassin took advantage of the terrain to leap vertically and horizontally, performing a 720-degree "ring step" in a three-dimensional space, and the two daggers flew with silver light and no scruples.

The warrior brother exchanged injuries for injuries and continued to push the Bone Blade Assassin into a corner.

Under this interlocking and step-by-step tactic, Descartes and St. Augustine were also forced to retreat into the depths of the corridor to fight.

"Suo'er, the second pillar on the right - oops? It's a quick learner. ”

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The battle is over.

When Qingyi opened his eyes, he was left with knights, archers, and warriors, as well as a guard zombie who was always gently cared for by the priest, and the priest was sent to hell by the deathly counterattack of a bone blade assassin. But considering that with this lineup, more than 20 elite monsters on the other side were wiped out, and it was worth bragging about on the forum.

Suo'er's little face was flushed, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her bangs were wet. Qingyi hurriedly helped her wipe her sweat, and suddenly felt a little distressed: "Is it hard?" ”

"Dad, it's not hard at all, because it's fun!" Su'er stood on tiptoe and took a bite on Qingyi's shoulder blades, making our Necromantic King a little flattered.

Descartes' right arm was missing, but he still clutched the weapon in his left hand and did not give up the fight. His face towel had already fallen off, and Suo'er couldn't help but sigh, "That bad uncle is so handsome"; And his eyes are always so quiet, so detached, it seems that it is not him who is crazy, but the world that he is observing. This made Qingyi can't help but consider a question: what will the world be like in the eyes of a madman?

The handsome captain of the guard floated up, and the great sword was raised: "Farewell, Descartes." ”

"Farewell, St. Augustine......"

At the moment when the big sword was swung, Qingyi heard Descartes say this very clearly! St. Augustine was also stunned, and the blade of the sword had been slashed from the right shoulder to the left rib, splitting Descartes in half!

"Wouldn't it? Is he still sane?! Qingyi shouted.

St. Augustine hurriedly threw away his greatsword and held Descartes (only the upper body).

Snort.

Descartes had already poured the last of his soul power into the dagger and stabbed it into St. Augustine's chest, and then he let out a crazy laugh: "Hahaha, hahahaha! Laughing and laughing, blood and tears flowed, and finally dissipated.

Qingyi patted Sao'er's little hand and paced over by herself: "Actually, you didn't want to be recruited by me in the first place, right?" In the mission rewards, I didn't see you becoming my subordinate. Being able to die with your good friends must be the best ending for you. ”

St. Augustine let wisps of black smoke come out of the wound, and looked at Qingyi with some apologies: "Young Wang, you...... You're so smart. I'm sorry. ”

"I don't have to be sorry, but you have a constant bond not only with Descartes, but also with Saramonro VII, I can understand that. Actually, it's not a big deal if you don't be my subordinate, I'll still welcome you to visit my territory. I've got a pretty good ...... under my hands The tinkerer, although not a regular blacksmith, seems to have good craftsmanship and can help you craft armor. Qingyi smiled freely.

"Thank you for your leniency......" St. Augustine knelt down on one knee and smiled bitterly. The ceiling seemed to be lifted, and white light pierced through the rock formations, shining on everyone's heads, and faint music came from the light source. Qingyi remembers that this is the national anthem of Sara Monroe.

"St. Augustine."

The handsome man of the guard raised his head.

Qingyi waved at him and smiled so sunnyly: "Go all the way." ”

"Hmm."

In the midst of countless holy, pure white light, St. Augustine's relaxed expression of relief dissipated as he remained in his arms with Descartes. The Necromantic King stood in place, looking up at the white light that illuminated the entire "gloomy corridor", for a long, long time. And Su'er's sobbing echoed for a long, long time.