Reality proved that a rookie was a rookie. Even if he had a little bit more luck, he was still far from being a real player. Looking at the wolves swarming over the mountains and plains, I asked the heavens speechlessly," Why? Why can't I encounter something normal?
When I entered the wilderness valiantly, my confidence skyrocketed, especially after I easily killed three wild wolves. Fire Scale Bullets, combined with Attack Speed, were much more powerful than I had imagined. Even though Fire Scale Bullets weren't very effective against Skeleton Soldiers, it was probably because the effect of the fire on Bones was limited. It was quite powerful against Wild Wolves, burning them until they howled in pain. In just a few hits, I had killed one of them. Even if my Movement Speed wasn't as fast as theirs, I would still be able to recover the HP I lost after being stroked by their fangs or claws once or twice. Since there was no one to see in the wilderness, of course I had to wear my precious badge. It was better to be careful than to sail for ten thousand years. I had to make use of all the resources that could be used.
I let go of the other small animals and turned to the wild wolves. Wherever I fell, I would get up. I had lost face to the wild wolves, so I had to get it back from the wild wolves. If I didn't show them some power, they would think that I, Adai, was easy to bully. Hmph, they didn't even look at themselves. They dared to fight with me.
I was immersed in the thrill of killing and felt an inexplicable sense of excitement. In real life, I might not even be able to defeat a wolfhound, but here, I didn't care about a few wolf pups at all. No wonder I heard from Wind that some players would rather risk being severely punished by the system to PK in the game. When you experience the feeling of being strong and control the fate of others in the midst of killing, you will forget all the unhappiness in real life. That kind of feeling was really extraordinary.
Of course, I wasn't that perverted. On the one hand, I was afraid of the system's punishment. In < The World >>, players and NPCs who had malicious intentions to PK would be wanted by the system. The duration of the bounty would be determined by the crime they committed, ranging from one day to a lifetime. During the bounty period, once you enter a city, you would be hunted down by the city's soldiers. The NPCs in the shops would refuse to trade with you, and you would not be able to use the teleportation circle between cities to teleport. The resurrection time of those who were killed would be extended to 12 hours, and the time waiting for resurrection would not be counted as the bounty period. After resurrection, you would be wanted again. A random piece of equipment will be dropped as a reward to the warrior who killed you. Of course, if the other party is an NPC, it will be confiscated by the system. The consequences can be said to be quite serious. On the other hand, it was due to my personality. Although I was dissatisfied with reality, I wouldn't go so far as to build my happiness on most innocent people. Even if I really wanted to vent my anger, I would kill scum like Playboy and trash from society. I wouldn't vent my anger on innocent people.
After explaining so much in my heart, I just wanted to prove that I wasn't that bloodthirsty. My momentary loss of control was just a temporary outburst after being suppressed for a long time. I was still very kind by nature. See, after being bitten by four wild wolves, my bloodthirsty heart immediately calmed down. I turned around and ran far away. No matter how arrogant I was, I was only a Novice Necromancer. I was happy to fight four against one. One against four, I didn't have that much strength.
Unfortunately, I wanted to let them go, but they didn't want to let me go. They chased after me from behind. Damn it, who designed the wild wolves to be so agile? Even with my innate agility of two and a half stars, I actually couldn't shake them off. They kept harassing me, bit by bit stealing my already low HP.
I was so angry that smoke was rising from my seven orifices, but there was nothing I could do. A wise man could not hold up against many people. A single tiger could not fight a group of wolves. Could I just let them bully me like this? Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. How could he have forgotten? He wasn't alone. Didn't he take in a few skeleton underlings? Soldiers were trained for thousands of days, but they were used for a moment. Now that the boss was in trouble, it was time for you to show your strength.
" Undead Summoning ". Although it was my innate skill, it was still a little difficult for me to cast a grade-5 spell. I failed twice in a row, and there were a few more claw marks on my body. Only then did I see a black fog rise up. In the flickering black light, the first undead army in " The World " made its grand appearance for the first time.
Although most of them had not recovered their stamina and there were not many of them, it was enough to deal with these wolves. As the skeleton soldiers joined the battle, the situation immediately reversed. Under my command, I used a skeleton warrior as the main force, while the other skeleton soldiers harassed and restrained them. I supported them from the side. We had to kill these four wild wolves and vent our anger.
After a rather intense battle, I paid the price of three skeleton soldiers and four wild wolves to become the first batch of sacrifices for my undead army. Unexpectedly, I also obtained a wolf skin. Although it wasn't worth much, it was still my first loot. I was very happy to keep it.
With the few remaining lackeys, I carefully rushed forward. After experiencing the scene just now, I finally understood that I was still very weak. Walking alone in the wilderness would definitely be disastrous!
As I was walking, a silver light suddenly flashed in front of me. I took a closer look and saw a small silver wolf crawling out of the grass. Its silver fur was shining under the sunlight. It was very beautiful. I couldn't help but be attracted to it. I couldn't help but walk up to it, wanting to observe it up close. If possible, I wanted to touch its extraordinary fur. It should be very smooth and could be used as a high-end fur material.
I swear, I really don't have any ill intentions. I just want to be friends with it. I definitely have no other intentions. Looking at the tall and mighty old silver wolf that appeared next to the little silver wolf, as well as the increasing number of wild wolves, my face turned pale in an instant. I slowly retreated. It was over. I had poked a hornet's nest.
" Ao ao…" The old silver wolf raised its head and howled. The wolves were frightened and all prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move. I saw that this was an opportunity that I could not miss. If I did not leave now, when would I? He turned around and fled into the distance.
" Roar…" Another long howl sounded. The wolf pack started to move and chased after me. The old silver wolf must have thought that I was going after the little silver wolf and was venting its anger on me. It wanted to kill me to vent its anger. I have no such intention. Even if I have a little idea, I can only think about it because of your silver face. I don't have the guts to do that!
I only hated that my parents had two legs and couldn't outrun these four-legged beasts. Seeing that the pursuers were getting closer and closer, I hurriedly ordered my undead underlings to retreat. I wanted them to block the enemy and buy me some time. Little brothers, rest in peace. As long as there is life, there is hope. As long as we can escape, I will remember you forever.
However, the difference in strength was too great. Facing the enemy that was several times stronger than their side, although the skeleton brothers showed no fear and displayed the fearless spirit of revolutionary heroism, they could not stop the swarming wolf pack at all. A few skeleton soldiers were killed the moment they came into contact with the wolf pack. The skeleton warriors only resisted two more times before they died under the butcher's knife of the Wolf Sea Tactics.
I stopped in despair and gave up on struggling. Wild wolves appeared in all directions. I had no way to escape. Forget it. What's there to be happy about? What's there to be afraid of? It's not like I've never died before. In six hours, I'll be a good man again. Old Silver Wolf, just you wait. I, Adai, will come back for revenge sooner or later. I'll be irreconcilable with you!
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