Wutong has seen ghouls lick bones, but they don't really need to be killed, they are undead creatures, eating or not has little effect on them, of course, a little hearteat, especially hot fresh flesh and blood, the temptation for them is quite great, this, just look at the group of ghouls in front of you.

The thin ghouls, who had been lurking in the darkness and were ready to attack, were startled by the [Light Technique] suddenly thrown by the sycamore, they were not particularly photophobic among the undead, but they were suddenly exposed to the light from the darkness, which obviously made them panic a little.

Ghouls have the power of dark vision up to a foot of sight, and in the darkness of the environment, they can see through their surroundings with the help of a very faint light, such as a thin layer of phosphorus fire, or a light source provided by creatures from the outside world.

The sudden change of light made the ghoul with black vision white in front of his eyes, and he lost his vision for a short time, and only instinctively rushed to the light.

The half-orc players who picked up the shield and walked at the forefront were so fat that they fell into the sky, and Michelangelo, the four King Kongs, at the same time pressed the big shield with their shoulders and pushed forward, knocking the ghouls who pounced back, but completely angered these undead creatures living in the dark, and collectively screamed and pounced, but they were slammed back with thick totem poles by the barbarians who followed closely behind the fortress warriors.

Half-orcs and barbarians are talent first-order races, and Michelangelo and the other four aboriginal barrier warriors are official professions above the first-order and above, and they are relatively sure of dealing with ghouls who also only belong to first-order monsters.

This is not like the time when Sycamore and Xiaoxiao ventured in the ruins of the underground temple earlier, and they were unable to deal effective damage to the fleshy ghouls, and they were the players, in terms of level, skills, and equipment, far beyond when they were still on the Trials Island.

But as the ghouls approached, a strong smell of rotten eggs swept through the underground passage, and the players couldn't stand the wow wow yelling, and the experienced Sycamore almost subconsciously held his breath when he saw the ghoul, but he couldn't fight at all without breathing... He can't even chant spells, and he's still fighting a fart?

The stench emitted by the ghoul has a terrible power that is enough to destroy the player's willpower, although there is no real damage, but the smell is too disgusting, especially in this kind of enclosed space, the smell is as smoky as nerve gas, which directly makes everyone have a DE-BUFF: [disgusting], and the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced.

The mage girls who had never encountered a creature like a ghoul were collectively defeated on the spot, covering their noses and mouths and falling into a state of inability to fight, and the soldiers were under a bit of pressure without the barrier suppressed by the mage's firepower.

Sycamore endured the nausea and directly prepared it. The order spell smashed his head and brain, and with his current intelligence attributes, he could now memorize a blade every day. Tier spells can be used at any time.

In this way, Wutong finally doesn't have to pick and choose among the 33 0-level spells in his spell list every morning, and it is difficult to choose to memorize the spell, so he casually gives up 3 minor spells that are not often used, such as [Reading], [Copying] and [Repair] and the like, and then memorizes all the remaining brains into the spell slot of the day and leaves.

This caused Wutong's strength to soar to an extreme in the state of non-equipment blessing, Chen Wutong didn't believe that at this stage, there was a daily spell slot owned by that mage, and the number of spells owned by the mage was more representative of strength than the level of magic injury.

Although most of the Nu and drunk spells mastered by Sycamore are not offensive spells, but control spells and auxiliary spells, some of which have no effect on undead creatures, but such a large range of spell choices is enough for Sycamore to use spells to combine a strike storm in a short period of time!

The spell storm that erupted almost in an instant scared everyone silly, this is the first time that Wutong has carried out a spell explosive strike without leaving a backhand, as a mage, never use up all the spells you can use, this is common sense.

It's just that Sycamore really can't stand the smell of rotten eggs emitted by a large group of ghouls, if Sha Yansi is still there, maybe Wu Tong will not be so impulsive, because Sha Yansi can use the [Wind Chasing] to blow away these disgusting smells, but now, he can only choose to kill these ghouls as soon as possible, and then leave this terrible place quickly. ..., with the current high magic injury of 1171 in Wutong, the damage that erupted, even if it was a ghoul, the order creatures could not resist a few times, and the number of ghouls was about twenty or thirty, in a ball of lightning, acid balls, frozen beams, projectile durian iron balls, chalk-fired metal short arrows... Under the bombardment, it quickly fell down with a miserable howl, and the last [Mage's Hand] simply pinched and exploded a jumping ghoul in the air! The rest of them are not dead, and their condition is not much better, some have been stuck together by the Yu Lianshu Buddha, or simply glued to the ground or wall, some have been directly blasted into a near-death state by the attached death stroke, some have been directly caught in the [Shock] state by the [Lost Gaze] and cannot move, and some have been lowered by the dizziness technique and swayed straight in place, and more are exploded after being hit by a ball of acid on the ceiling of the passage, splashing white smoke from the acid corrosion of the canopy.

After pouring out all the spells available to him, Wutong quickly took a step back, entered the crowd, hid under the protection of the surrounding warriors, and waved his hand violently: "Kill them!" "Sycamore can't wait for the acid to continue to damage them, and they are slowly grinding them to death, they stink.

The barbarians, who came back to their senses for a long time, glanced at each other, raised the totem pole and rushed up, and beat them violently!

To be honest, they were also frightened, the barbarians were not a race known for their spellcasters, and even the Northlands, where their ancestors lived, were called the "Arcane Desert", which resulted in them not having a good defense against the terrible spell damage other than their strong muscles and natural thick skin.

Although their innate high resistance gives them an advantage in hard resistance, no matter how much they can carry it, it is impossible to survive such a spell bombardment, which makes the barbarians who were originally a little unruly have been tame a lot, with the custom of the barbarians respecting the strong, so cooperative to obey the orders of the leader other than the barbarian leader, the sutra is a manifestation of recognition and respect.

With the barbarians on board, it was much easier to take out these ghouls who had been dazed by the spell bombardment, and all the warriors had to do was kill the unlucky ones who had almost lost most of their resistance.

But such work is also risky, and after a scuffle, four or five warrior players were scratched and bitten by ghouls, and suddenly exclaimed: "Damn! I can't move! I'm paralyzed! ”

Ghouls' claws and teeth are poisonous, and the prey they capture will be paralyzed by the toxins on their claws, and then let them fish, usually in the case of other enemies, they will choose to let go of these stabbed prey, and deal with other enemies first, and then these immobile prey will be hoarded by them as a reserve to enjoy slowly

However, this refers to players who have already gained the upper hand in the battle when they are alone, and they don't have to worry about being eaten by the ghouls.

"Rub! I seem to have been poisoned! Ghoul Fever? ”

Pea looked at the wound on his arm scratched by the ghouls in a cold sweat, and said tremblingly: "Why is there still a plague in the game?" ”

Pea was unlucky enough to knock over a ghoul, not noticing that the ghoul who had fallen to the ground after being bombarded by the sycamore was not dead, and was accidentally grabbed by the ghoul and bit his arm.

Wutong, who was chanting quickly and re-preparing the spell that had been released, was startled, and rushed over to take a look: "It's the state of [epidemic], pea you have been bitten?" Priest! ”

There are priests here, and as long as they are not fatally wounded, they can basically recover from "on-the-spot treatment" quickly.

But pastors are not omniscient, and at least the state of the [epidemic] cannot be solved until the three pastors in the team are officially inaugurated.

After Wutong glanced at it a few times, he quickly took out a few bottles of La Poison Wei and a bottle of antidote from his pocket and stuffed it to him: "Use [Antidote] first, if you can't clear the [Vampire Fever Plague], use [Anti-Poison] to resist it, and then find a way to detoxify after we leave here."

He didn't know that the poison Wei Xi poison Shu Shaanxi Disease Fu had no effect, but considering these bottles of secret medicine, he could somewhat delay the onset of the [epidemic], and then find a way to relieve it after leaving here. ..., the danger level of this ground refining alchemy laboratory is somewhat beyond the player's ability to bear, this is just the entry, they have already lost one non-combat (fell down and died when looking for the entrance), a few were seriously injured, and the ghoul is a fierce thing, but it is still just a minion who guards the door.

Wutong, who felt a little troublesome, watched several unlucky warrior players being carried up by their companions, and the [paralysis] state was not lifted so quickly, which slowed down their action speed even more.

"Nothing is very"

Wutong just screamed, Infinite nodded, and disappeared into the darkness, the pea in charge of pathfinding has now become a "sick number", under the influence of the [Funeral] state, his various attributes have decreased a little, and the work of pathfinding has to be handed over to Infinite and Xiao San, the two wanderers. The deep passage didn't go deep for long, and after killing the group of ghouls, they didn't encounter any more monsters, and after walking for a few minutes, Infinity turned back from the front: "There's a hall in front, no monsters found, don't enter"

Infinity's expression was a little strange, and Wutong was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

He shrugged: "You'll know for yourself when you go over and see for yourself." ”

The group quickened their pace, and soon walked out of the passage and entered an underground hall, where Sycamore saw that the hall was covered with thick dust and mud, and even because of the gloom and dampness, it was already covered with moss, and the metal objects that were thrown around, and then looked at the huge black shadows standing against the walls around the hall, and also showed a strange expression.

It looks like a big factory, with all kinds of strangely shaped machines and equipment piled up all over the hall, and most of the metal parts on the floor have been rusted and rotted, and will turn to dust at the slightest touch, but how do the armor that towers under the walls around the hall look so like "Iron Man" and "Transformers"?

A Gundam metal figure looks like a large piece of armor, the smallest one is two and a half meters tall, and some of them are even four or five meters tall. What creature wears such a huge all-metal thick armor?

"What are these? Robot? ”

After learning from Infinity and Mistress that there were no traps in the hall, Sycamore approached the wall and observed the "armor" around the wall.

These "armors" have one thing in common, that is, they are thick and huge, looking at the thickness of the steel plate, it is half an inch thick, far exceeding the thickness of the standard armor in the Middle Ages.

Wait! Maybe someone is really wearing it!

Wutong's eyes fell on those barbarians who were groping around, unlike the half-orc players who were fat enough to fall into the sky, the barbarians were worthy of the name of the barbarians, from the time Wutong saw them, they were bare-chested and showed their thighs, and a piece of animal skin was wrapped around their waists.

Although Cole, the leader of the barbarians, had also bargained with him to help them get a batch of equipment, but in Fairhaven there was no model suitable for them to wear, and the big men with a head of more than two meters were tall, not to mention that there was no equipment suitable for them to sell, even if there was, the price was not acceptable to Sycamore.

There is no need for Wutong to make a sound, and the barbarians who entered "Endless" and began to run naked until now have obviously discovered the models of these "armors", and they have recklessly picked up their favorite ones from the armor that towers like statues in the corner, and they don't think that they are crawling with a thin layer of moss, and they begin to put on their bodies. +30%

Speed: 555 - (Agility 28 + Agility Modifier +9) +50%

Weight: 4/100 lb - (Strength Heart Strength Correction Force 0; 1 point of strength = 10 pounds).