No Tara Under The Horizon
Chapter 9's
In a secluded cemetery filled with undead energy. The tombstone stood upright, but the grave was empty. The dead have long been invoked as Night Beings and joined the forces of Darkness.
However, even though we are all Night Beings and part of the same faction, I don't know which faction I have been allocated to. At the very least, I categorize those who appear in front of me as enemies.
Under the starry sky, skeletons as white as bones roamed the graveyard, occasionally letting out low howls. This is the ghostly lament that people talk about.
Broken Skeleton Warrior LV-12
Skull level 12. Mn, I can use it to test my sword!
I took a quick step forward, my blade wrapped in green light fell down and cut the shoulder blade off the skeleton—Slayer Slash!
147!
This skeleton trembled, and stumbled backwards. The power of Slayer Slash was indeed terrifying.
I chase, my sword goes up again. Cutting and sliding, I hit the skeleton four times, but it did not reply at all. It is a rhythm, something to be learned in a realistic game. When you control your opponent's rhythm, the battle will be one-sided.
The trick to rhythm is very simple. When I successfully carried out my first attack, the skeleton lost its balance and stumbled. Right now, I can't give myself time to adjust. As it falls to the side, then I will add more strength so that he cannot balance himself. In this way, victory is within my grasp.
The crack!
The sharp sword pierced the eye sockets of the skull in a critical attack!
228!
The honorable number. The Level 12 skeleton fell and left me 75 experiences. Also, there was a thread of purple flames left in the air that seemed to be burning rapidly.
“Hm, what is this?”
I was a little surprised. I held out my hand and held it in my hand. A series of bells ringing in my ears—
Ding~!
System Notification: Do you want to absorb this Spark of the Undead?
This shouldn't be a bad thing. I pressed it straight!
Holy hooch!
The purple flames immediately entered my chest. I immediately felt as fresh as I had inhaled two pounds of weeds. I felt like I was a completely different person.
Strange, it does not add to the experience or have any other effect. Is this just a momentary pleasure?
I shook my head and said to myself, “That's it. Nothing is lost, pleasure is gained.”
I continued to explore the cemetery. This Broken Skeleton Warrior could be considered the lowest ranked Night Beings. Their undead sparks were relatively weak. Even though I don't know what the benefits are, I still absorb them. It would be useless to just leave them. I'm devouring them all!
The crack!
Another skeleton fell to the ground and dropped the Little Magic Stone. It could probably sell for 1 silver.
I picked up the Small Magic Stone and wailed, “One hour to drop the Small Magic Stone. Shit, this falling speed is very shameless.”.
However, my experience bar has grown tremendously. I was at Level 10 85%. If I kill a few more, I will reach Level 11. I have also collected 9 of the 10 Skeleton Fingers needed. I will soon be able to submit a search.
I see time. 8:30 Beijing Time. It was morning. Without realizing it, I've been playing for seven hours. My results are pretty good. I walked out of the early village, obtained two pieces of Iron-level equipment, and could be considered an expert at the early stages of this game.
I opened the list. A large number of players had entered Floating Ice City. My level is not enough to enter the Top 10. Ah, the Chinese server is completely full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons! I checked the ratings and found the top person in Floating Ice City called “Wind Fantasy.” Level 13's. Terrible leveling speed. This guy must be exploiting!
I cannot enter the Top 10 in Floating Ice City. This means that across China's servers, I can't get in the Top 100. It's really a tragic thing.
But I have to keep an open mind. Level is nothing. No need to be first in terms of level. True experts were those who were hidden that were extraordinary in their movements and could kill experts at the Heavenly Rank in an instant, and not people of the highest level.
……
The crack!
The green sword swung in the air. Another Level 12 skeleton fell to the ground and dropped a cracked Skeleton Finger and a Small Magic Stone. At the same time, a golden light fell on my body. I finally reached Level 11!
I absorbed the spark and immediately rushed over to Frost Mound to hand over my search item to Sentinel Leader Fark.
The skeletal leader held onto the Skeleton Finger and laughed out loud. “Good work, small skeleton. That filthy worm finally knows our strength! Good, you have protected the honor of the Night Beings. Come on, here's your gift!”
Ding~!
System Notification: You have completed the [Finger Skeleton] quest. You have received 1200 EXP, 5 Reputation, and [Black Bracers] quest rewards!
I'm very happy. Equipment prize! My luck is good!
Pop!
A black wrist fell into my bag. This is an item with a stat bonus!
Black Bracer (Iron Level Metal Armor)
Defenses: 8
Power: +2
Level Requirements: 10
I immediately put on the item happily. My defense instantly soared to 18. Now, can I be considered an iron warrior?
I grinned. After wearing this bracelet, I was covered from wrist to shoulder. I finally look like an ordinary person. As my level got higher, and I wore foot protectors and boots, no one could see that I was from the undead race under the cloak.
The difficulty of getting a girl as an undead was too high. If I had the best equipment but my skeletal face scared people, it would be a pity!
Suddenly, I was struck by a thought, opened my pants and looked…
I grimaced, wanting to help the bud grow.
On another thought, why is my level behind the others?
First, I had wasted too much time in the early village with PK. I also wasted a lot of time with the Big-eared Rabbit Boss. The boss gives a lot of experience, but not a surprising amount.
Second, I just recovered from my illness. My three-second delay just disappeared. I still couldn't adjust to my nimble response, and thus my flow was a bit lacking as I leveled up.
Third, my mind is preoccupied with the image of a particular person.
What level are you at? My boss, He Yi.
