Whoosh--
In the deep and cold forest, the light was very dim, and the grass was covered in a layer of faint frost. A chill that came from the bones spread from his limbs.
Fan Feng stretched his arms and saw that there was a negative BUff in his status bar! It was the symbol of a translucent six-pointed snowflake.
[Dbuff: Frost]
[Effect: Attack Speed, Movement Speed, Casting Speed-30%]
[Legend: In the unknown depths of the Glan Forest, there was a legend that Lord Charles had once sent troops to invade Hendon Mare, but in the end, all the soldiers fled here…]
Fan Feng shook his head. It was indeed a hidden map. Damn, he came in with a Dbuff. There was no one else like him.
Fan Feng walked carefully on the grass. There was not only ice grass on the grass, but also a quagmire. It was a swamp. If he fell into it, Fan Feng would be over.
"Crack!"
Fan Feng looked at his feet and saw a shriveled gray arm covered in rotten flesh reaching out.
"D * mn, there really are zombies!"
Fan Feng flipped his Slaughter Blade and activated the Ghost Sword Technique. With one shot, four huge red words appeared on the head of the zombie lying in ambush in the grass.
321,455,457，468……
" F * ck!" Fan Feng was cursing in his heart. He had four passive classes, and he had an Epic weapon. His attack had already exceeded 700 points, and he had a 211 damage ignore. In the end, he only dealt 300 damage. Even with the bleeding damage from the Slaughter Blade, I shouldn't have dealt so little damage. If I had dealt so much damage, the other players would have stopped playing. Their attacks probably wouldn't even be able to break through his defense.
Even though he was complaining, the Instance Dungeon wasn't something that could be cleared just because you complained. Compared to Old Ma's Instance Dungeon, the more you complained, the more you wanted to spend money. Once you spent money, you couldn't stop yourself.
Fan Feng came back to his senses and pulled out those zombies lying in ambush in the grass and chopped them up one by one. These guys looked especially disgusting, especially their heads that looked like rotten cans that had been rotten for 30 days. Fan Feng felt nauseous looking at them…
He walked, rested, and continued to kill. Two days passed like this. Fan Feng finished the last mouthful of coarse wheat bread and entered the eighth room, which was the BOSS 'room. Finally, there was a change.
As expected of the Boss 'room, even the layout was very different from the other rooms.
First, stone pillars appeared in the room. They were old and worn-out. Under each stone pillar was a floating quagmire, bubbling. In the dark night not far away, a pair of red eyes looked over.
Fan Feng swallowed his saliva. There were at least a dozen zombies here. This was a zombie horde! If this was a face-to-face battle, and his speed was almost one-third slower than usual, and his defense was so pitiful that it was scary. He only had a set of purple light armor. Under such circumstances, Fan Feng did not think that he could survive, especially with so many swamps around him. If he was not careful, he would die. This dog-like mall did not even have a revival coin system. If he died, he would have to wait for a month. A month? F * ck, in a month, his wife, Sosia, would probably run away with him!
Fan Feng looked at the stone pillars and soon found something interesting. A few of the stone pillars had actually formed a circle of stone pillars. There was a mouthful of words in the circle. Wasn't this a natural fortress that could block ten thousand people by itself?
"Wuuuu-"
"Boom!"
The zombies started to move. Fan Feng carefully moved to the middle of the stone pillar and collapsed it to protect his surroundings, leaving only a gap for one person to attack. Holding the Slaughter Blade, he began to use the Inner Ghost Sword Technique.
Under the explosive damage of his HP and the occasional Skill Break damage, Fan Feng was still able to survive.
"Roar!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"F * ck…"
After a long time, Fan Feng calmed himself down and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Finally, the zombie horde was done. A deep and cold breath came from not far away. Fan Feng saw a blue zombie crawling up from not far away.
Its skeleton was twice the size of a normal zombie, and Fan Feng estimated that it only reached its waist. When it stood up, its entire body was blue, and it had white fur that was as cold as ice. Its shriveled and hideous facial features, and white corpse aura that spread out from its eyes, made Fan Feng feel a chill run down his spine…
[Name: Corpse Thief Bone Prison (Lord
[Level: 25]
HP:
Defense:
Skill 1: Freezing Aura. If you are within 5 meters of Ghoul Thief Guyuxi, you will be frozen for 10 seconds. Your Movement Speed and Attack Speed will be reduced by 100%.
Skill 2: Corpse Embrace. The person who is embraced by the Corpse will lose their vitality and become a zombie.
[Affix: The Second Lieutenant who was once Lord Charles opened a treasure that should not have been opened. From then on, he fell in the dark depths of the Dark Thunder Ruins. He longed to return to his hometown, but he did not dare to go back. He was crazy and hated any living creature...]
Fan Feng was very familiar with the Corpse Thief Guyuxi. He did not want to get too close to the corpse. If it did not hit his Frozen Aura, it would not hit. The hug was fatal, but it was very slow. The only thing was the Frozen Aura. This super disgusting state that appeared in ten seconds had to be hit while jumping.
Fan Feng jumped up, first using Collapsing Mountain, sending him flying, followed by an Upward Chop, then a Combo in the air, followed by a Downward Chop, Inner Ghost three times, Running Triple Chop, repeating a hundred times…
With a boom, the corpse thief Guyuxi finally fell, and three treasure chests appeared in front of Fan Feng.
200Q coins, not bad.
One Divine Weapon-Giant Sword-Roland's Guardian! A level 13 fan, if you add some money, you should be able to sell it for a good price.
Two purple equipment, one blue equipment, and purple equipment. Fan Feng didn't miss any of them. He directly wore them. After all, he had switched between four classes.
A certain amount of gold coins was still acceptable. Ten thousand gold coins could be counted as the price of a drink.
After cleaning up everything, Fan Feng picked up the skull of the corpse thief Guyuxi. It was a quest item.
He looked at his watch. It had been almost three days since he came in. Forget it, let's go out!
"Return to the city!"
Fan Feng walked out of the door, but just as he walked out, he realized that something was wrong.
There were a lot of people at the door. It was not just a lot of people. There were really a lot of people. The first row of people were all swordsmen, each holding a huge sword in a defensive posture. Behind the swordsmen were gunners who had already pulled out their Gatling guns. Behind the gunners stood the nanny.
With such a lineup, there were at least ten swordsmen in the first row, seven or eight gunners behind them, and seven or eight nannies. There were almost twenty people.
Even a fool would know that it was disadvantageous for them to be at loggerheads.
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