The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

Goblins are very crazy. Firstly, this is their nature, and secondly, their arrogance will be infinitely amplified when their numbers are superior.

What's more important is that some of the projected goblins enjoy this kind of madness that never really dies.

Projection death will also cause losses. In addition to sacrificial items, the experience level will drop to a large extent, which will cause the attribute points gained from upgrading to be erased, which indirectly reduces one's own strength.

But this phenomenon of level reduction is not so strict and harsh. In other words, if there is no level, the deduction will not continue after the projection dies.

The level of low-level monsters is generally not high, they cannot be upgraded, and they do not feel distressed when holding on. This situation makes low-level monsters far less cautious than high-level monsters in dealing with projections of life and death.

"Poof~!" The hand ax smashed the head of a goblin.

"Are all necromancers today so fierce?" Pine, who was wearing heavy armor, held a handaxe and looked at Mu Hua, who was holding a simple knife and slashing goblins in all directions with his bare arms.

Low-level goblins are very weak, at least in Pine's eyes. Not to mention the lowest level goblins, even big goblins, Pine can hammer to death with his bare hands.

But these goblins are not without their lethality, especially when they are besieged by them. The short sword and hand ax keep stabbing and slashing, and they can also kill Pine with cuts.

Weapons are weapons, and dull knives are knives. They may be easily broken or broken, but the basic point of weapons and equipment is that they are made of magic metal, and the basic characteristic of magic metal is to corrode magic power.

Without considering magic, it is basic common sense to use armor and shields against weapons such as swords, guns, axes, and axes, and there is no need to say more when you think about it.

Not to mention humans, even demons cannot completely ignore the swords and axes without some special abilities. Those sharp-edged arrows on the battlefield are not as dangerous as exorcism bullets.

That's why Pine had to put on a suit of heavy armor and fight the goblins to the death.

But Mu Hua, who was wearing trousers and shirtless, didn't seem to be using any defensive magic, and was just fighting hand-to-hand with groups of goblins.

Pine swore that the goblin that a black-armored skeletal general had just ripped off Mu Hua's body had been chewing on Mu Hua's shoulder and stabbing Mu Hua with a broken but sharper dagger for a long time. .

He swore he was right.

But Mu Hua is okay. That body with magic patterns on it, tsk tsk, is really thick-skinned.

"Roar~!" A strange dog the size of a brown bear ran rampant around Mu Hua.

Like a bully dog ​​magnified dozens of times, this strange dog that could bite off half of a goblin's body was the Monday that evolved into a hell hound.

Although there is only one word difference with Cerberus, the appearance of Hellhound and Cerberus are already two different creatures.

He has a larger body, a broad but strong body, and when he opens his mouth wide, the corners of his mouth can reach the base of his ears. His dark red skin already has rough magic lines that are the color of magma.

The bone armor on the head seems to have melted into the skin, which also makes the hell hound's head larger and more ferocious.

There seemed to be bone spurs on the back that wanted to protrude out of the spine, a thick neck, and two thick horns like horns growing out of the shoulders.

In terms of the overall image, this is a monster. If people who have no idea about hell hounds see it, they will definitely not associate it with dogs at the first time.

"Boom~!" A hot air wave hit, and the ring of fire exploded in all directions with Monday as the center. The ring of fire spread, and many monsters within a diameter of more than ten meters were blown away and ignited by the ring of fire.

Even the black-armored skeleton generals summoned by Mu Hua nearby were affected by the ring of fire. The black-armored skeleton generals roared and erupted with gray-black blood, dissipating the flames stained on their bodies.

Vermilion Nova, the innate magic of the Hell Hound, is similar to the Death Ripple attack form that Mu Hua cast earlier. The elements are active at an intermediate level, and the spread is impactful. It is a range attack magic that does not distinguish between friend and foe.

Unless you have enough affinity with the fire element like Mu Hua, you will be affected by the fire element if you get involved.

The ring of fire was very conspicuous on the battlefield. The battle was coming to an end, and after the number had dropped sharply, the remaining goblins had a tendency to run away.

Everyone stayed far away from the hell hounds that were trampling on the Vermilion Nova. The heat wave also made Tebitha and the others stop chasing the goblins.

"Is that devil really okay?" Gravecchi walked to Tebitha and looked at Monday beside Mu Hua with a solemn expression.

Goblins are not afraid of humans. Even when faced with humans who can easily crush them to death, they will bar their teeth most of the time.

Goblins are the beings closest to demons in the orc lineage, but I don’t know if it’s because they were ravaged by demons in hell. They are very afraid of demons.

Earlier, he was worried that the goblins would flee in large numbers, so Mu Hua told Monday to restrain himself. It wasn't until the goblins showed a tendency to run away that Mu Hua asked Monday to let go of the attack.

"Don't worry, Monday is Cousin's dependent," Tebitha said to Gravezzi.

"Family? That's a hellhound. How did Mu get him to sign a slavery contract?" Gravecchi was surprised. Hellhound is a notorious fool among demons.

"Who knows." Tebitha spread her hands.

She knew that Monday evolved from a black vicious dog into a hell hound, but she didn't bother to explain it to Gravezzi and the others.

At the end of the battle, the remaining goblins on the battlefield were dying and running away. The black-armored skeleton general was ordered to stop the pursuit. Mu Hua joined Tabetha and others with a simple knife.

"Gravecchi, call Mark and clear the place. Leave the body to me to deal with." Monday, who was bigger than a brown bear, followed Mu Hua, and Mu Hua said to Gravecchi.

"Us? Is it okay?" Gravecchi hesitated slightly and moved quietly, avoiding Monday's route.

"Go ahead. These monsters have no impact on my level." Mu Hua waved his hand.

There are still many monsters that are not dead in the battlefield.

In other words, the people Mu Hua usually sees are often at level two or three hundred. In fact, people like Tabitha, Nick, and Paji are definitely outside the norm.

Just like Gravezzi at this time, a veteran demon hunter for more than ten or twenty years, his physique is close to 200, but his personal level is only level 75. Mark and others are lower than Gravezzi.

This is not really because Gravecchi and the others have been fishing for money. In fact, the level of monsters is also determined by others. During regular monster hunting, monsters with high experience are also accompanied by a huge fatality rate.

Even high-level goblins are often armored elite warriors under the command of Goblin Generals. They appear in groups at every turn. When stragglers see them, the best choice for human adventurers is to run away and report them.

Without sufficient financial, material, and human support, blindly pursuing level often ends in disgrace.

Mu Hua asked Gravitz to clear the battlefield, just to kill the dying monsters on the battlefield.

This is equivalent to asking him to take people like Mark to collect experience. There is no way to assign experience to monsters in a team. Whoever stabs him last will have the experience.

After Mu Hua finished speaking, Gravitz did not show any pretense. He called out to Pine and others, and after confirming that Tebitha connected to the reconnaissance radar with the terminal, Mark also happily got out of the tank.

Even though Mu Hua seems to have never cared about his own level, for most adventurers, finding suitable monsters to improve their level is really very important.

Several strong men acted evilly and stabbed the monsters that were still alive on the ground. They were especially good at stabbing the ogres that were still breathing.

After that, a few people also consciously started to clean up the things dropped on the battlefield. When they encountered some corpses with equipment on them, they didn't care whether they were damaged or not, so they just picked them off first.

It is said that hell is infinitely wide and the monsters in hell are endless. These words are not just descriptions. The number of monsters in the courtyard can be said to be a human country enjoying the demographic dividend. Group fighting and killing are the main theme of monster hunting in the courtyard.

The battlefield spans nearly a kilometer and is still very large. The raven is responsible for reconnaissance. The image of the big black-armored skeleton general picking up low-level magic stones all over the ground is a bit funny.

The monsters that left their corpses were piled up in one place for Mu Hua to deal with. Cleaning up the battlefield in front of them seemed to be more troublesome than the previous battles of several people.

"It looks like we need to recruit some support staff." Looking at the busy people around, Mu Hua said to Tebitha.

"There are a lot of people to recruit. Who would have thought you could get so many black-armored skeleton generals." Tebitha seemed helpless.

She didn't expect that a few people could fight so vigorously. Her original plan was to focus on guerrilla attacks.

But my cousin is basically leading a chopper team of thirty or forty people by himself. He can fight and carry, and he is the kind of death squad that is not afraid of life and death.

Taking a look at the magic marks on Mu Hua's body that had not yet disappeared, while speaking, Tabitha reached out to touch Mu Hua's chest, but Mu Hua slapped her away angrily.

When it comes to combat cooperation, Mu Hua has already told Tabitha some necessary information about himself.

Tabitha has always been very interested in Mu Hua's body with magic marks. The girl's look of wanting to drool made Mu Hua very unacceptable.

"What happened to your clothes?" Tabitha muttered as Mu Hua slapped her palm away.

"Purgatory weapons can be understood as a means of storing magic power." Mu Hua explained.

Mu Hua did not tell Tebitha about the situation of the Purgatory Arms. Tebitha saw the clues when he cast the Death Ripple earlier.

Mu Hua now mainly uses purgatory weapons to condense horny structures on his body.

It's just that it's more convenient and faster to condense it into a suit of regular clothes. Mu Hua was reluctant to consume the magic condensation that poked out from his finger bones. The result was a death ripple that made him burst out of clothes again.

"You have so many tricks up your sleeve. What about Monday? Can you really evolve him into Cerberus?"

Possessing magic? It's not magical. Although magic storage props are relatively expensive, they are not unavailable on the market, and many magic storage props are originally made by alchemists.

The name Purgatory Arms may not sound that simple, but Tabitha is now somewhat numb to Mu Hua's magic.

Not knowing what to think about, Tebitha stroked Monday's warm head.

Because he knew that Mu Hua cared about Tabitha, he was very well-behaved in front of Tabitha on Monday.

"Cerberus? Haha, it's really that easy. There are three hellhounds running around in hell."

"It's too difficult to evolve a two-headed hellhound. This hellhound is the resource that this guy got by selling himself to Tuesday as a mount." Mu Hua shook his head.

"Tuesday?" Tebitha mused.

Tuesday was lying in Mu Hua's body all day long. In Tabitha's understanding, Mu Hua's summoned beast was related to her, and now Monday's evolutionary resources were related to her? At this time, Tuesday was a wealthy woman in Tabitha's mind.

And Mu Hua is more like being taken care of by Tuesday. Compared with a long-lost undead, his cousin seems to be able to talk about something fresh, right?

Tebitha looked at Mu Hua with an increasingly weird expression.