70.Chapter 70 – Ancestral Hobby
Chapter 70: Ancestral Hobby
As soon as the enemy appeared, Heine felt that even breathing became much more difficult.
Her legs bent uncontrollably, as if she had a heavy weight on her shoulders.
Once again, he felt the “emotion” emanating from his opponent’s power.
It was stronger than either Linumu’s or Silverwing’s.
It was like a blackened quagmire, emitting a sickening stench, with an unknown number of corpses and bones sleeping in it.
With the experience of the previous two times, he vaguely guessed his opponent’s occupation.
It was at least a level five necromancer.
A genuine necromancer.
The opponent was close to writing “I’m angry” on his face, so without delay, Heine shouted at the first opportunity:
“Do it!”
Clang!
A ball of sparks exploded into the air behind the opponent.
It was Mr. Xia.
The withered dagger stabbed hard at the opponent, but it stuck in a white bone shield that appeared out of nowhere.
It actually stabbed out sparks of fire.
The white bone shield that seemed like a mirror was roughly thirty centimeters away from the man’s body and appeared without warning.
It had a strong metallic texture, and the dark blow only chiseled out a gaping hole in it.
Mr. Xia immediately disappeared after failing to land a blow.
At the same time Sa General’s arrows and Wei Temple Kite’s Shadow Flame arrived in no particular order.
But both were also blocked by the mirrors that appeared out of nowhere.
Chief Sa exclaimed, “Holy shit, a living, breathing white bone shield? This boss hasn’t seen that before, huh?”
Without waiting for the other two to reply, the enemy suddenly raised his left hand and flicked it up.
Dense bone spikes suddenly sprang out from the direction where Mr. Xia disappeared, covering a full quarter of the hall.
Three “Crap” sounds rang out one after another.
In just an instant, the wanderers who couldn’t escape in time were stabbed out.
The white bone spikes were like thorns, instantly piercing his leather armor to pieces.
Then it stabbed into his body along his ribs, anchoring him to it.
Like a fish that was fixed by a harpoon.
His opponent’s eyes were half-open, and his index finger lifted upward slightly.
A bone spur in the very center suddenly lengthened and stabbed straight into Mr. Xia’s skull.
At the same time, Heine had already poured all her experience into the latter.
The gains he had just made, together with the experience he had brought from instructing his opponents in battle over the past eight days, was enough for him to rise to level four!
In the nick of time, the sound of ka-bar snapping was unceasing.
Teacher Xia violently broke free from his bonds and managed to dodge the deadly bone spikes.
His dagger knocked heavily against it, and his body lightly bounced upwards.
Tattered leather armor rustled and fell.
The white-boned body fell backwards into the center of the clumped bone cluster.
Then a slight point.
He bounced backwards into the air in a gesture that would have made Newton uncover his coffin, then flipped his body and grabbed a cage.
This magnificent reversal happened only in a flash of lightning.
The man let out a soft eep and suddenly turned to look at Heine.
He had obviously discovered the reason for this as well.
The moment he was locked, Heine only felt that he was in the center of a pitch-black quagmire.
Countless cold, rotting, withered hands reached out from below, trying to drag him into the water.
The opponent gently moved his fingers, and more than ten bone spears lined up above his head.
The dead qi is like playdough in his hands to be kneaded at will ……
Seeing that the bone spears were about to shoot over, Heine had no choice but to use his killer weapon.
He shouted, “Barry Gitil!”
The opponent looked slightly stagnant, his cloudy eyes glowing.
The bone spears that had lost control crashed to the ground, breaking into several pieces on the ground.
The broken pieces of bone remained intact as they bounced into the air, but quickly decayed, dissipated, and returned to their deadliness as they fell.
From the spell taking shape to disintegrating itself in just an instant.
It was the most efficient use of energy.
Heine’s heart went wild as he watched.
This kind of energy control he had heard Dylan say …… but completely listened to it as a legendary story.
Wei Temple Iris: “Crap energy saving spell casting? This boss is level six? Is it reasonable to stay in the novice area??”
Mr. Xia: “Level six? What’s the situation, so it looks like the dude is pretty brave?”
He’s still holding the birdcage in the air, so it’s a good thing the naked guy inside isn’t awake.
Mr. Sa: “I don’t know ah …… Heine called him Barry Gittler, is that who his grandfather?”
Wei Temple Iris: “More than that, this gentleman looked at all the fast into the ground.”
…
This name will work, Heine is not surprised.
There was already a portrait of Barry hanging in the manor.
Though it hadn’t been deliberately looked at, and he was a far cry from the painting at this point.
But after watching Dylan and Maynor for so long these days, he had memorized the ancestral bone face of the Gittler family.
A few more moments of watching would reveal the similarities in this face. Since Barry was the first Gittler to come here, it was never wrong to shout.
Even if the other person wasn’t Barry, he was at least his descendant.
The other party seemed to spend a long time recalling the name and everything it stood for.
“You’re right, I’m Barry Gittler.”
His voice was low, more like he was speaking to himself.
It was a long time before he breathed a slow sigh of relief.
Anthropomorphic emotion rose to his zombie-like face.
He glanced at Heine, and then at the carcasses of the beasts scattered around him.
“Were you the one who blocked my experiment just now?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that was you conducting an experiment.”
Heine immediately apologized.
Barry looked again at Mr. Xia, who was holding the birdcage.
“Interesting.
“Bring your undead down with me.”
With that he turned and walked underground.
Heine didn’t dare to slow down and followed.
He calculated in his mind, just now when he came in how enjoyable it was to walk on this uninhabited path, and how difficult it would be to escape at this moment.
If he wanted to escape, he could only bet on a wave of the other party not being able to leave this hall.
And the price for doing so was to lose Mr. Xia.
He couldn’t afford such a loss.
…
As he stepped into the ground, the stone slabs above his head automatically closed.
Heine was still searching for what the mechanism was, when he saw a specter float out from the crevice.
It was a human with only the upper half of its body, with blurred features and a translucent body.
This is the real “evil spirit”.
It looks like it pushed the door open.
The underground air is surprisingly fresh, but smells like a graveyard.
Heine was all too familiar with it from his three years in the Burial Ground.
The three were in intense communication at this point.
Mr. Sa: “This is the real-Hide, brothers have you ever felt your blood boiling!”
Mr. Xia: “Don’t boil, if it wasn’t for Heine giving me the experience, dude would have already reopened. Sorry ah Wei, robbed you of your experience.”
Wei Temple Iris: “What a big deal, so this copy you guys really didn’t play to understand ah? East out of the not give ah.”
After the game’s novice village was overthrown, in addition to the western side of the Zan Luo plateau not to go, the players headed in three different directions.
Wei Temple Iris belonged to the northern drift, and these two belonged to the eastern exit.
As for the players heading south, they were collectively referred to as going into the factory because they mostly focused on the life professions of gathering, forging, and tailoring.
Mr. Sa: “I guess it’s a plot issue, I’m already running errands for Cui Ye Ting at this point in the normal timeline. That said, Brother Wei, how many levels do you think that instantaneous White Bone Thorn of his is?”
Wei Temple Iris: “Apart from radioactive spells, normal AOE (ranged kill spells) instantaneous requirements are at least level seven, but I don’t see him like that, he doesn’t even have a self-generated magic pattern.
“Plus the aura of energy saving spell casting, I think it’s a level six boss, after the end of it this place is considered half a lair, there are territorial bonuses and so on.”
Mr. Xia: “His white bone shield hardness is also not good, withered dagger to kill gas plastic energy object without any bonus, about the same as a blank slate, can give chisel a hole out. And the reaction speed is not fast enough, this skill is like level 4.5 or 5.
“But if the buddy has level five, a few more skills will be able to slaughter him, so angry ah, give me a whole heart.”
Mr. Sa: “Calculate the time this is only opened less than a month, you just save it.”
With this reminder from him, both of them couldn’t help but freeze.
They just realized that time had actually passed only this much ……
But they were actually already involved in this kind of plot.
Teacher Xia: “I’m still delivering letters in the Cui Ye Court a month after the opening of the service, level 11 messenger.”
Wei Temple Iris: “Buddy is digging eggplant potatoes in the outskirts of Godroe City, adding a green pepper is the ground trout, that flavor is old and fragrant.”
…
Barry Gitler shrinks back into a stone chair.
In front of him was a huge stone table with a lot of stuff on it but it wasn’t cluttered.
Behind him was a huge spinning wooden fan blade from which the fresh air came.
On each side was a two-meter-high, one-meter-wide “shipping port” surrounded by blood-dissolving wooden boards.
Although it was clean, the blood had long since permeated the wood into a black-red color.
A faint blood aura floated on it.
Barry noticed Heine surveying the spell on the floor.
“What, you’re interested in this deconstruction spell?”
Heine didn’t hide his surprise.
The shadow of this deconstruction spell was vaguely left on Dylan’s deconstruction spell.
However, this deconstruction spell formation was significantly more complex and atmospheric.
“What does it do?” Heine asked, “Being used to strip souls?”
A look of remembrance flooded Barry’s eyes.
“Back then, my youngest son asked the same thing ……”
(End of chapter)