Versatile Mage

Before that, Zhang Xiaohou never felt that nightfall would be a terrible thing. As the sun gradually fell, the inner peace was slowly dissipating, and the boundless fear and tremor were also here. Spread out on the vast land...

"Heaven...it's going to be dark again." I don't know who is so much, and everyone can't help but feel the legs screaming, as if there are countless dirty paws hooking their feet.

"I hope that last time we were just bad luck, near a corpse." Shi Shaoju said.

"Everyone is ready, don't think about being attacked like that last time." Qin Hu said.

The mountain in the south is very tall, like a black dragon, lying on the left hand side of a few kilometers...

Everyone is facing the west and can see the setting sun as the clock pin. It is counting down for everyone. It is red and bloody, and it is sprinkled on the long Wolong Mountain not far away. It is also sprinkled on everyone’s journey. On the black soil.

I don’t know when I’m shrouded in the dark. There is a feeling that I can’t see my way back. Some kind of rotten smell is floating in the air in the air that is gradually spreading, making people sick and disgusting.

I remember when I stepped in here for the first time, they still talked and laughed. They didn’t think of the little undead as one thing. But now, no one is talking. The footsteps of a group of eight people are a lot heavier, and the heart is inexplicable. Start to accelerate the beat.

"Is the method that the village chief said really works?" Wang Tong said with some anxiety.

The village chief Fang Gu told everyone that the undead is not relying on the visual to trace the living things. Many undead even have bad brains and no eyes, but they can smell the position of the living things...

The vision of the undead is very poor, especially the undead of the lower order, but the living creatures have passed by, and the souls of hundreds of meters are like to gather here, in fact, because they control the breath of human beings.

Where the undead are infested, there will be dead air, and the breath they breathe out is also dead.

The gas exhaled by living things is angry, and science says that most of it is carbon dioxide.

The undead vision is very poor, the hearing is general, but they can perceive the anger of hundreds of meters in the square when they are dying. The breath of the living things is simply a scent for them. I can smell it very far...

The undead are always hungry, and the living thing is to breathe after all, so the nearby undead can easily "smell and go."

The only way to escape the undead is to solve the problem of breathing.

The servant-level undead, they are mostly dull, as long as the gas spit out of the person is covered up, or after a little processing, it is difficult to detect.

The undead in the war level, they have strong sense of smell and hearing, and they are visually like, so if there are war-level creatures, not only must they solve the problem of breathing, but also remain absolutely static...

"This thing looks like garlic. I don't know how bad it is." Bi Lu said in the team.

"The sky is dark, eat, no one eats one first!" Captain Qin Hu issued an order.

Everyone in accordance with the captain said, quickly pulled out a crop from the bag that looks very close to garlic, but all over the black.

This thing is called gray garlic, a few plants that can grow in the undead soil.

This kind of plant is more difficult to eat than garlic. After eating it, the scented scent is even more stinky, but the locals will carry a few with them to prevent accidents...

After eating this kind of gray garlic, the gas that people call out will be stinky, and it can cover up the anger, let the undead think that it is the same kind of darkness that has not been washed, and the undead will not chase.

In ancient times, it was said that garlic can ward off evil. It is also estimated that this is the reason why ghosts don’t want to approach you...

There was a sign of blackness in the day, and everyone ate one by one, and suddenly a retching voice came.

"Grass, this is more difficult than cockroaches!"

"It’s as if you have eaten it."

"It's really hard to eat... let me spit for a while."

Everyone is a military mage. When they live in the wild, they usually eat everything, but they want to vomit after eating this kind of thing. It is obvious that this thing is really not eaten!

"Is forbearing, don't want to die..."

"Captain, don't talk to me."

"Hey, don't say anything!"

Shi Shaoju suddenly said to everyone with vigilance.

Everyone was ugly, but they could hold their breath at once.

The soil began to be weird and loose, just like the people buried in the tomb climbed out, and the sound of the coffin board was clearly visible.

Everyone looked at each other and stared at their feet.

Suddenly, a head full of worms got out of the soil! !

The hair is dry, the scalp is half, and the skull is bright and light, and the person is looking at the hair.

This head is next to another female officer, Xiao Jing. Her whole face is so pale as paper, almost subconsciously drawing a star map to smash this disgusting head, but the stone Shao Ju Lived her, not letting her do anything.

Shi Shaoju’s approach is sensible, because after this head is over, a few and a half heads are suddenly drilled out...

However, in a few minutes, more and more carrion and cockroaches climbed out of the mud. They bathed in the darkness and breathed the dead air. If there were more gods in the eyes, it was a group of things that lived out and breathed!

The eight officers have been completely transformed into sculptures, and their heartbeats are beating vigorously, the kind that is about to come out.

Zhang Xiaohou’s location has two skeletons crawling out, just before and after Wang Tong’s...

Zhang Xiaohou's near can see the bone hole that was opened in the front of the bright and bright head. It is obvious that this is a hindbrain that was smashed by a thorn.

He didn't dare to move, his breathing stopped.

However, how can people not breathe, even if they can suffocate for a minute, then they will suffocate and die.

Finally, Zhang Xiaohou closed his breath to the limit, he tried to exhale from the nose a little bit...

“咔咔??”

As soon as the gas screamed, the front of the cockroach turned his head, and the eyes that had blushing red eyes stared at Zhang Xiaohou, and a rusty shovel that was tightly held on the arm actually had Raise the signs.

Zhang Xiaohou's heart is hanging up! !

These two donkeys are not terrible. He can send them to the sky with a wind disk...

The problem is that there are at least one hundred undead in this land. It can be said that as long as he shoots, the undead will follow the magical fluctuations and leave it alone! !

Zhang Xiaohou didn't dare to move, but he really closed his breath to the limit. He didn't know whether this gray garlic really worked, not to mention that in this case, few people can keep calm, surrounded by undead, all will Let the living person become a dead body of white bones! !