Under the clear night sky, it is the most beautiful time to drink and admire the moon, but only here, you can't see half of Yaxing.

The dead air surged, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, obviously shining in the light of the moonlight, but there was an illusion of darkness and no light.

There was a wind that was blowing and whirring, like the bitter cold of the polar regions.

In this outpost camp full of life, instead of blowing away the stench from the corpse demons, it seemed to spread the stench, which was disgusting and disgusting.

A corpse demon swooped down from a rooftop and let out a hoarse roar, its mouth open to barre its jagged teeth, and its ten fingers stabbed at one of the guards.

The guard it chose as the target, a trace of fear flashed on his face, but he did not back down, and his years of combat experience made him understand that if he was timid at this time, then he would soon become a corpse and be eaten by these corpse demons. So seeing this corpse demon flying down, he suddenly raised the round shield in his hand, the center of gravity of the whole person sank, the muscles of his arm were tense, and the curved blade on his right hand was ready.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the falling corpse demon collided with the round shield in the guard's hand, and a ripple that was imperceptible to the naked eye vibrated in the air.

But this time, the guards were not knocked back.

Sean knew that the guard had already used his "skill".

With a slight flick of his left hand, the corpse demon with his sharp finger on the round shield followed the trajectory of the round shield, exposing most of his body in front of the guards. Without the slightest hesitation, the curved blade in the guard's hand emitted a silver light, and there was a whistling tearing sound in the air, and the corpse demon let out an even more obvious roar, but its body had been cut in two by the knife.

With a flick of his hand, the corpse demon with only half of his body left was thrown out of the body and smashed into a few corpse demons who were about to be killed, rolling out of the corpse demon with a few corpse demons like a rolling gourd. It's just that the number of corpse demons at the moment is too much, smashing these corpse demons, and there is a large wave of corpse demons behind them like wolves and tigers, but everyone seems to have become accustomed to such a scene, even if there is some horror on their faces, but there is no stagnation in action.

Sean, Durune, and two guards, the four of them seem to form a whole: two guards are on either side, Sean is leading in front, and Durune is behind two positions. Sean is responsible for leading the way forward, while Drune is responsible for preventing corpses from sneaking up from behind, and on the left and right flanks are the responsibility of the two guards.

The four of them didn't make any stops, even under the siege of these hundreds of corpse demons, their speed did not dare to slow down in the slightest. Because they know very well that once they fall into the encirclement of these corpse demons, they are afraid that they will never be able to leave here again.

It's not that there are no corpse demons who trouble the five people on the roof, but there is a guard in charge of support, plus Old Peter's spear is back in his hands, with Cecilia's magic and the space on the roof is not wide enough, after the corpse demons left more than a dozen corpses, they no longer pay attention to the five people on the roof, but gather their strength to start troubles with Sean and others.

This scene surprised old Peter.

Because he saw that these corpse demons were like an army, not only knew how to divide troops to pursue, but even knew how to detour, intersperse, outflank, and intercept. However, looking at the eyes of these corpse demons, there is not the slightest light of wisdom, so there is only one possibility left: the corpse demons have a leading commander.

Old Peter remembered Sean's confession and began to look for the corpse demon in red in the corpse demon group.

As old Peter had guessed, these corpses were all infected by the mutant corpses. So these corpse demons don't have the slightest IQ at all, they are all slaves of the mutant corpse demon, and they will only obey the command and orders of the mutant corpse demon and act, although the corpse demons have third-order strength, but once the mutant corpse demon does not command the army under his command, then these corpse demons with no IQ at all have the slightest threat at all. …,

And in the game, finding the mutant corpse demon and angering it so that it could not command this group of corpse demons became the key to clearing this dungeon.

Sean glanced at Old Peter, hoping that his gaze would be sharper and his movements faster.

After only a slight distraction, a corpse suddenly jumped out of a corner.

This corpse demon has been crouching here for a long time, but it has not moved, obviously this is not its intention, but the mutant corpse demon is controlling it. At this moment, the distraction of the leader of Sean was captured, and the mutant corpse demon finally couldn't help but let his subordinate take action.

With such a sudden attack, the two guards next to him had no time to react, and even Sean felt a burst of horror!

In the rancid environment, the stench emitted by this corpse demon seemed to be clearer, as if a yin wind suddenly blew from Sean's back, and the cold and fearful feeling made his heart pause, and his back was even more chilled. And from the front of the corpse demon slaughter, the strong airflow impact made him feel a pain in his cheeks, as if a sharp blade was carved on his face.

This is the first time that Sean has really felt death since he came to this world!

He really wanted to dodge, but he also knew that his speed was definitely not as fast as the corpse demon killing, after all, this was the gap between the third order and the second order.

But suddenly, Sean seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind.

It was a completely subconscious act, and before Sean could react, the movements of his body had already reacted faster than his thoughts.

The entire world seems to have become a slow-motion replay at this moment.

Whether it was the culling of the corpse demon, or the frightened looks of the people around him, or even the movement of his hands gradually raised, everything seemed so clear to Sean. Even the transmission of force flowing in Sean's body at this moment can be easily felt.

At this moment, Sean seemed to have some enlightenment.

Mystic swordsmanship!

Almost at the moment when Sean realized something, all the slow motion disappeared.

The speed at which the corpse swooped in, the tearing sound in the air, the cold breath blowing, all of this was exactly the same as before.

But!

In the direction where the corpse demon flew in, there was an extra sword.

The faint fluorescence suddenly bloomed under the surging darkness of the night, like a lightning bolt tearing through the night sky, stabbing at the center of the eyebrows of the corpse demon that had been slaughtered at an unbeatable speed - in the eyes of everyone, it seemed that the corpse demon had killed itself and slammed into the sword in Sean's hand, and they didn't even have time to see when Sean raised his sword.

The tip of the sword touched the center of the corpse demon's eyebrows, and then it was immediately withdrawn.

Then the corpse demon just maintained a fluttering posture and passed by Sean's side, while Sean and the others moved forward as always, not stopping at all, and everyone had an inexplicable sense of shock in their hearts.

In the next second, the head of the corpse demon that was still in mid-air suddenly exploded, and there was no red and white liquid, only a viscous black mist erupted.

Everyone looked at Sean's gaze, adding a bit of awe and incredulity.

It's obviously just a second-order strength, but along the way, how many times has he surprised everyone?

And even Sean was a little surprised, but his surprise was different from the others: Isn't the arcane sword technique a passive skill that increases attributes? Why did you stab a sword like a reflex just now, but it has the feeling of mysterious swordsmanship?

Sean was a little puzzled, but he didn't know why, but he suddenly recalled what he had seen and heard along the way in the Starfall Forest: from the beginning of Du Ruen's sword slashing the wind-patterned black wolf to the end of the guard raising his shield to block the attack of the corpse demon just now, all the scenes related to the use of "skills" by people in this world flashed in Sean's mind one by one like a movie screening, although it was fast, but it was memorable. …,

At this moment, Sean was no longer enlightened, but epiphany.

The way in which people in this world use their skills is very different from his. Whether it is the guard, Durune or Old Peter, or even the shooter, their skills are a kind of personal ability formed after learning, which is a kind of "power technique", "luck technique" that truly belongs to the body, and even more intelligent "condensation", "luck", "qi" and so on.

And when Sean uses skills, he doesn't have this so-called power and luck at all, as long as it is an activated skill, he can use it, and he doesn't need to think about what the principle is. And once a skill is activated, except for skills like sprint, few skills can be stopped halfway, and once used, it must be used until the skill ends.

But at this moment, Sean suddenly understood.

This is a real world, all of them are not a piece of data, all the achievements they have today are all cultivated by themselves, even if they are geniuses, they need to cultivate. And although he is a little different, he is still a person after all, a person who lives in this real world, so as long as he wants, he can also cultivate like everyone else, but his starting point is much higher than others.

Just like this mysterious swordsmanship, it is no longer as simple as a passive skill in his hands, what is imprinted in his mind is about the power of the arcane swordsmanship, the strength of luck, and even the skills of condensation and luck!

After understanding this, when Sean used the arcane sword technique again, he was already like a swordsman who had been immersed in this way for decades.

Just as Sean was killing more than a dozen corpses with the Charles sword in his hand, a sharp arrow finally broke out of Old Peter's hand and shot into the body of a corpse demon dressed in red, shaking a terrifying roar.

"Found you."

Old Peter's lips were open and closed, and there was a little more pride in his eyes, and the second arrow had already been shot.

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