"Damn Owen, you stupid stupid donkey, you wait for Lao Tzu, Uncle Sean wants to give you a good look!"

"Humph! If you have the ability, you can come to Dalaran to find me! If you are a man, come to Dalaran, and the great magician awaits you. ”

Owen's statement made Sean feel that Dalaran might not be the blacksmith shop that Hoover said, but more like a row with two knives on his shoulders, shouting: "If it's a man, come to Dalaran to cut me, I'm waiting for you in Dalaran." ”

Is Owen really a mage? Sean disagreed, but at least the heavenly fire in Owen's mouth was really powerful, and that was enough.

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There are two things in the world that cannot be forgiven: having a green forest on your head and having your head snatched from your teammates.

Owen uses the precise Harek Cremation Spell, which is Skyfire, to snatch Sean's target.

Sean's lungs are about to explode, but he still doesn't have much to do with Owen, but even if he can't find the field, he can't miss the mouth cannon he should have. Losing people does not lose the battle, but it is a fine tradition that has been passed down for a long time in our generation.

However, after Owen made such a fuss, Sean also determined that he had very strong strength and was an opponent that should not be underestimated, and sooner or later Uncle Sean would press Owen to the ground and rub it to make a fire.

"There are a lot of adults, but they are indispensable, so Uncle Sean will forgive the fool magician for the time being."

Comforting himself, Sean calmed the displeasure of the robbed people in his heart and threw himself into the next goal.

He was ready to slash the next enemy, and there was, this soldier happened to be shaking his hands and feet and bleeding profusely, and he was an opponent worth fighting, waiting for Uncle Ben to fight to the death.

A mouthful of spit was hurt, and Sean rubbed it and clenched the iron sword, which emitted a terrifying cold light.

Sean unleashed a sword move that he had been practicing for a long time, and it was a stunt - Salted Fish Thrust.

Piercing the enemy in the abdomen with a clean stab, Sean was also sprayed with blood all over his face. Drawing his sword and withdrawing it, Sean watched his enemy fall, nodded, and recognized the opponent.

At this moment, Sean is like a strong man, embarking on the road of a strong man. This path is indispensable for sacrifice, and Sean will carry the last wish of the opponent who fell under his hands, and climb to the top of the world alone, this is Sean's path to the strong.

After a battle, Sean retreated to the bottom of the tower satisfied, and the re-replenished soldiers entered the battle.

The enemy is when the army is strong, and it is not yet the time for him to make a move, and when the enemy army is exhausted, it is the opportunity for Uncle Sean to make a move.

Sean returns to the bottom of the tower, pulls out his ID card, and looks at the rewards he has earned.

Necromancy - 0/12

Gold: 1 gold coin, 4 silver coins, 99 copper coins

Experience: 9/210

Level: 1

Meow meow?

Am I dreaming?

Sean shook his head and stared at the identity card, he must have read it wrong, why the attributes of the panel hadn't changed at all.

Looking at it again, the value of Sean's panel has not changed, which bothers Sean. Could it be that he was targeted by a mysterious place because he was handsome?

Sean was sure that the enemy must be dead, and behold, the blood on the enemy's face began to freeze, and the whole face was not in the river, and there was no movement.

It can't be fake death.

But the possibility of suspended animation cannot be ruled out, for example, the enemy who is now lying there is an empty shell, and he used the skill of the golden cicada to escape alive.

Wait a minute!

Sean spotted Hua Dian, the body lying there, with a feathered arrow stuck in its neck.

"Tracy, can you tell me if the arrow on that corpse is yours?"

Sean asked, turning his stiff neck and staring at Tracy.

"Which one? That's right, it's not a very accurate arrow, my archery skills are good! ”

Choi said with some pride and excitement.

"When did you shoot? Tell me! ”

"When? Think about it······ Just as you rushed over after posing, I didn't say that you were too slow to wait for the Night Elf's arrows. ”

"How do you know I'm slow without trying? I'm fast, okay! ”

"You're fast?"

Sean hid his hopes for the future, and this damn elf actually looked down three ways, only to see Tracy staring at Sean's lower body with suspicious eyes, covering her mouth and snickering.

Sean wrote it down, and Tracy put it in Uncle Sean's little book, and one day she will be able to taste what is called Boda, and what is called the advantages are particularly outstanding.

With no time to worry about their unreliable teammates, a steady stream of soldiers entered the battlefield like machines and fought each other together.

Sean needs to look for opportunities to gain experience and money.

Dance, Sean, it's time to show off your true skills.

With a dashing move and a swing of the sword in his hand, Sean dodged the attack from his enemies and disdained to deliver a salted fish thrust.

When Sean harvested the first head that belonged to him, Sean felt a little cooler in his body, like drinking a cold drink on a hot summer day, so cool, so exciting.

But Sean didn't notice that from the soldier he killed, a puff of black smoke had penetrated into his body, and it was this black smoke that made him feel cool.

If you convert the size of each of Sean's attacks to ten points, when the first wisp of black smoke enters her body, his attack rises by two points.

Sean hadn't noticed that with every blow he had, the lethality was increasing.

After an hour of fighting, the battlefield was littered with hundreds of corpses. The soldiers who stood ignored the fall of their comrades as if their death had never happened, and they continued to fight with the new soldiers, taking out places and toppling enemy towers as their real names.

Sean stepped back from the fight, not because he didn't want to continue, but because he felt that his body was full and swollen, and he was very uncomfortable.

Sitting down with his back against the tower, Sean took out his ID card:

Domination of the Necrons - 12/12

Gold: 13 gold coins, 4 silver coins, 99 copper coins

Experience: 129/210

It shows that the ability to dominate the necromancy has been filled up before you know it, and it also shows that Sean has twenty-four attack benefits.

Is it the domination of the necromancer that causes him to feel full, Sean couldn't help but think.

Sean just killed twelve enemy soldiers, and the average reward for each soldier was one gold coin and ten points of experience, which was two points less than the kobold's experience, but fortunately, there were more enemy soldiers, so there was no need to go over the mountains to find the kobold's habitat.

A well-fed body seems to be unable to hold anything more, and twelve may be the maximum limit to dominate the necromancy. I thought this was a useless ability, but I didn't expect that after the value was filled, it would be a good attack bonus ability to practice.

As long as it's an offensive ability, Sean is still quite satisfied.

He tried, and if the previous attack was like throwing a stone hard, the current attack was more like an iron ball being launched, and the attack power was greatly improved.

"No, do you want to drink water?"

Seeing Sean resting under the tower, Tracy also pauses her hunting operation and hands Sean a hydration bag.

"Oh······ Good. Taking the water bag, Sean curiously glanced at Tracy, "Where did you hide this water bag before?" I saw only that you had a bow and arrows. ”

"This is the secret of the Night Elves, and they still don't drink water, so much nonsense."

Could it be four-dimensional cleavage? Sean guessed.

Sean immediately dispelled this idea, how could he have such a delusion, the great poet Li Bai who has been passed down through the ages, and his loyal reader, Sean Ferry II, once said: It is difficult to form a ditch in a flat river, and from the perspective of crustal movement, it is impossible for the earth plate to form a ditch that can hide things after the collision of the earth plate through extrusion, it will only form a rift.

An arrow suddenly passed through Sean's ear, interrupting Sean's thoughts.

"Put away your unpleasant eyes, the next arrow won't miss, it will make your ass bloom, I'm not kidding!"

Tracy gritted her teeth and actually gave Sean a cute feeling, but unfortunately, Tracy had no ditch, and the blossom was to apologize.

After a quarter of an hour's rest, Sean felt a little less satiety and was ready to join the fight again.

One head represents not only one gold coin, but also seven more heads, and Sean will be able to pay off his debts and regain his freedom.

What's more, Sean wants to try whether Twelve is the upper limit of dominating the necromancy, if it can continue to improve, Sean's attack power will be infinite, and he is Shaw One-Hit Male En.

Tracy nimbly roams the battlefield, retrieving her feathered arrows, while Sean continues to search for a suitable target.

Using the least effort to get the maximum result is not Sean's instigation, this is Sean's fighting philosophy.

"Tracy, did Owen say that there are outsiders like us on the other side, and they are human?"

Half of the time limit of the battle had passed, and Shaun had not seen any trace of the enemy except for the soldiers on both sides, and he always felt panicked.

"Who knows?! Maybe it's all going to Owen's ability, damn it, why don't you have that kind of quiver that automatically recovers or has endless arrows! ”

"If we all go to Owen, that's great, I can trust Owen. Also, if you can't finish shooting, this kind of thing will not be allowed by the world, and the world will be in chaos. ”

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In the air, the smell of blood became more and more intense, like a thick blood-red fog.

Sean kept wiping the blood that had congealed on his face, looking for a suitable target for him.

In a short period of time, Sean has a total of fifteen kills. As Sean was concentrating on which enemy was worth fighting, a figure half of Sean's height suddenly appeared and vanished, and one of his own soldiers fell.

Sean winked at where the soldier had fallen, but didn't notice anything strange. I can't help but doubt myself, at this age, he needs to make progress, wolfberry soaking in water?

"Tracy, did you notice anything strange?"

"No, don't bother me, I don't have time to find anything weird."

With that, an arrow was shot out, another enemy soldier was harvested, and the entire battle line continued to advance towards the local tower with the activity of Sean and Tracy.

"Are you sure you didn't find anything? I felt like I had found a figure that disappeared in front of my eyes all at once. ”

"Don't nag like my mom······"

Sean had to suppress the doubts in his heart and keep an eye on the situation around him.

But when he was played by a dying enemy, Sean knew that the most beautiful flower in the world was on him, beautiful and vivid.

A moment later.

"Trish, I'm sure there's an invisible enemy here."

Shaw said with great confidence and a super serious tone.

"Huh? Where are the people? Invisible enemy, you know so much that he is here? ”

"Look, that's the proof!"

To prove his words, Sean turned around and showed the evidence to Tracy.

A dagger was stuck in Sean's ass, and the blood flowing out soaked his pants, like a beautiful painting, yes, it was Sean blossoming, China and the United States were in harmony, and the ass was blooming······

"If you can see me, you're dead."

A deep voice, coming from within the blood mist, deliberately exposes the position of the sound, as if celebrating his own masterpiece.