"It should be the role of the climbing finger guard"

After Wutong climbed to the tree more than ten meters above the ground, he glanced at the middle finger of his left hand, although he was wearing the ogre gauntlet, but on his finger, he was wearing the most useless climbing finger among the three rewards he had just obtained: climbing +5

The probe reached into the not too big tree dòng mō mō, mō to a round thing, take it out and see, it is a pine cone, throw it away, and then mō, and mō to a máo almost soft thing, suspiciously take it out and take a look, the máo thing suddenly "squeak~" a scream, violently broke free of his hand, flew out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye

The sycamore, who was frightened and almost fell down, hugged the trunk of the tree, stabilized his body and looked up, a small squirrel jumped and jumped angrily on the higher branch, squeaked and screamed, and suddenly sweated, he took out the squirrel that was asleep.

After continuing to take out a few handfuls of dried leaves, a few branches, a dozen feathers, some nuts and some pebbles, Wutong finally got a booklet, took it out and looked at it, and happily stuffed it into his pocket, and the toad climbed the tree and slowly rubbed down the tree, and after a cold sweat, he summoned a ball of light, and looked at the booklet by the light:

Steve's Apprenticeship Quest Items: Intelligence +1, 1/10 of a page, 1/4 pound weight.

Description: It is an old, thin sheepskin booklet, which appears to be only a dozen pages, with a layer of crust of an unknown creature nailed on both sides with brass rivets on both sides, and brass corners wrapped around the four corners, and the brown leather book cover with burnt black sè sprints written "Steve's apprenticeship", which appears to be an item left in the forest by a spellcaster's apprentice named "Steve".

Very good, except for the different names, the others are exactly the same, and when I turned the page, sure enough, on the first page, I saw a spell:

[Fight Necromancy]: Necromancy

Distance: Close (25 yards + 5 yards / 2 levels)

Description: Sends out a shè shè line that deals at least "1-6/level + magic damage + intelligence value/level" of positive energy damage to the target, increasing 1-6 positive energy damage for each level of improvement, and increasing the distance by 5 yards for every level of 2 levels, only for undead creatures.

"1-6 base damage"

Wutong was pleasantly surprised, and calculated with his current genus, if he can upgrade this spell to level 20, then he can achieve:

20-120 positive energy damage + (magic damage 70 + intelligence bonus 120/20 level), shè Cheng 75 yards;

, but unfortunately, this spell only works against the undead.

After thinking about it, Wutong still memorized it into the spell bit, in the middle of the night, who knows if there will be undead creatures, be prepared.

He planned to copy it into his apprenticeship book when he was free, and then take Steve's apprenticeship book and go to this mage named "Stephen", so that he could receive a random spell scroll reward.

Wutong suddenly realized that even if he couldn't return to Ogaros Island, if he could jump a few more islands, he might be able to get a lot of benefits through this method, for example, he could get a lot of spells to fill his apprenticeship by copying the apprenticeship book, especially the random spell scroll rewards that he could get after returning XX's apprenticeship book jiāo, which were all special spells

In addition, each island has 24 villages, if he can nòng to at least half of the Liulàng Han backpack according to one island, and then jump 3 islands, he can make up 50 Liulàng Han backpacks, and turn his own Liulàng Han backpack into a huge warehouse, the Liulàng Han backpack has 200 grids, and a Liulàng Han backpack only occupies 4 grids, a full 10,000 grids

After collecting the spoils, Wutong quickly returned to the main road of the forest path, and found the flowing man who was still sleeping on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, this guy really didn't even accept it

Even the pushing and shoving nòng woke up the drunken and anxious Liulàng Han, he didn't realize that he was put down by the sycamore with a dizzy technique, muttered something that no one understood, stumbled up and continued to walk forward, and by the way, turned on the temporarily closed map cannon-level taunt function, and Nòng's sycamore fell into the desperate fight again.

If it's for leveling, there's no need to look for monsters with this guy, the creatures in the forest are just one after the other, it's more fortunate, maybe it's not suitable for humanoid monsters at night, Wutong hasn't encountered humanoid monsters like kobolds and ground jīng, basically wild animals.

It's a shame that in the game, if in reality, a large-scale slaughter of small animals like Sycamore would probably have been caught and shot long ago. In addition to the remains of buildings full of historical traces, in the center of the clearing, there is a huge mound, and the thick weeds decorate the mound like a strange human head, making this place full of weird yīn forest atmosphere.

Wutong, who felt that he was in his heart, was about to ask Liulàng Han if this was the destination, but when he turned around, he found that the guy had climbed a strip of rock, curled up and fell asleep.

Looking around, this ghost place doesn't know why yīn Sensen, it may be stronger to come in broad daylight, but in the middle of the night, Wutong looked at the mound like a human head and panicked, but since he was here, Wutong could only grit his teeth and began to search this neighborhood to see if there were any clues to the task.

The half-human weeds covered the ground, and he could only crawl through the grass and rummage slowly, but the drunken Liulàng Han was not able to speak at all, and Wutong didn't even know what he had brought himself here for.

After turning for more than half an hour, Wutong straightened up his sore waist and decided to give up, this Nima is more in the middle of the night, even if there is anything, he can't find it, or wait for dawn to come again, if it weren't for the weeds around here are green, Wutong burned the heart here.

"Forget it, I can't find it, let's go back" Convection làng Han hadn't finished his sentence, it was dark in front of him, the time for the light dance was up, the arcane energy in the ball of light dissipated, and the surroundings were suddenly pitch black, originally dark in the wild at night, and in this dark forest, he couldn't see his five fingers.

Just as he was about to put another dance light spell out to illuminate, Wutong suddenly heard someone in his ear asking curiously, "What are you looking for?" ”

"Nonsense, you brought me here, what are you asking me for?" Wutong was angry: "I want to ask you, what did you bring me here for?" ”

"I didn't bring you here, how do I know." The voice is old and aggrieved.

"You didn't bring me, did the ghost bring me?" Sycamore was furious.

The voice said cautiously: "I'm not a ghost, I'm a ghost, a ghost"

Wutong was silent for a moment, and then said very seriously: "Mr. Liulàng Han, this joke is not funny, you mean, you are a ghost?"

"It's not a ghost, it's a ghost." The voice was also very serious.

"Ghosts? A type of ghost? Sycamore discussed it in the dark.

"Are you laughing at a ghost?" The voice was a little unhappy: "Although I'm not as advanced as a ghost, but I'm not a ghost as bad guy, a ghost, I'm a ghost"

"Wait a minute" Wutong muttered, and then released the dance light technique that he had secretly prepared, and when the light lit up, Wutong saw a pale, translucent "person" in front of him, it was wearing a robe, but it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a magic robe or a holy robe, maybe neither, but this was not important, it was important

"Hell ~~~~~"

Wutong screamed, "boom" smashed a lightning shock, the ghost okay, as far as it is concerned, it is a ghost, so let's call it a ghost, the ghost screamed, and the body was torn apart by the explosive lightning shock, turned into a little fragment, and scattered everywhere.

"Uh" After throwing the lightning shock, the sycamore who was ready to run away was stunned, why is this ghost so weak? At the same time, I also reacted, Nima, this is in the game, and I don't really encounter a ghost, so I'm scared of something

This can't be blamed on the sycamore, it's all to blame for the environment and atmosphere of "Endless" are so real that players can't distinguish the truth from the senses, which also causes players to often bring the habits and instincts of reality into the game, fear of the dark, instinctive fear of the place of yīn Sen, fear of unknown objects, etc.

Although Wutong's strength is not weak among the current players, he is just a dead house after all, and he is not afraid of seeing a translucent thing floating in front of him, coupled with the yīn forest environment he is in.

It's not the same as expected, I didn't expect something that should be terrifying in theory, but it was actually dropped by a spell in my hand, which made Wutong a little dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the pale fragments that had been blown apart suddenly retracted, recondensed into the pale translucent human form just now, and smiled evilly at Wutong: "Lie to you", "Ah~~~~" Wutong collapsed, throwing shè items, frozen shè threads, and acid splashes all thrown over.

The ghost screamed again, and it exploded into shards in the sky, and it looked very miserable, but this time it didn't wait for Wutong to breathe a sigh of relief, and it recovered again, and continued to laugh: "It's still a lie"

"Flash"

There was a bang, and an incomparably dazzling white light illuminated the surrounding forest in a snow-white color, and this time, the ghost screamed in real misery, and the translucent body gradually dissolved in the dazzling light.

Wutong, who closed his eyes at the same time as he released the flash technique, waited for the white light to pass, secretly opened his eyes, and looked around, as if this time there was not even that kind of shattered fragment, and he was immediately relieved, this time it seems that he really killed it

"You hurt me"

Wutong, who had just relaxed, felt that someone was blowing behind his ear, and complained very resentfully, and Wutong's sweat stood up

Almost crawling out of the distance, Wutong saw that the ghost was moving his neck with one hand on the back of his head, and there was what he said about nòng hurting him, but he looked refreshed.

In the end, he noticed that he had just memorized the blow to the necromancer, and suddenly a jī spirit, frantically used the soul energy points that had just been slaughtered all the way with the flow of làng Han, and the soul energy points that were accumulated to be used to charge the Neser Array, once xìng burned the blow necromancer to level 20, and then sent shè out at the ghost.

A golden sèshè line with the thickness of the mouth of the cup appeared from Wutong's hand, and the radium shè generally instantly penetrated the ghost of giggling and haha, and with a terrible howl, a negative value of -310~ rose from the ghost's body, and then the ghost could no longer maintain a translucent humanoid state, turning into a blurry ball of light

"Damn it, how can you hurt me? It can't be you."

The ghost howled frantically, squirming hard to regain its human form, and the sycamore sang again quickly, another line of positive energy before it could recover

"Ah~~~"

The somewhat vague human form that had finally condensed dispersed again, and Wutong was pleasantly surprised to find that the spell used by this mén to deal with undead creatures could actually have a very obvious effect on this ghost, such as being able to break up its form, making its movements slow, and even unable to hide its form, but only slowly wriggling and fluttering.

And in the process of its recovery, Sycamore has already sung to fight the necromancer again

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the ghost first howled angrily and tried to get close to Wutong, but the form that was scattered by the positive energy shè line became extremely slow, and several pounces were flexibly dodged by Wutong, and when it saw that it could not attack Wutong, it "turned around" and tried to escape

"Run?" Wutong gritted his teeth and slammed behind it, a bunch of positive energy shè line desperately went to it without money: "Let you scare me, let you scare me, let you scare me, shè kill you"

The ghost kept screaming, it was also unlucky, it ran into a cautious Sycamore, and the Sycamore, who fought with the ghost, chased the ghost around the mounds of the glade, to say the least, there were eight hundred circles, and the comprehensive juice alone drank seven or eight bottles-

Trouble: I'm too trapped to stand it, I need to sleep for a while