My players are so cruel

Chapter 31 The Role of the Corpse Slave Scout
At the entrance of the ruins of the North District, a humanoid creature covered in worn gauze slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The five corpse slave scouts rushed back to Nu Shiqi like a dog seeing its master.

The humanoid creature that was walking slowly had an extremely strange shape, and the vicious-looking corpse slave scouts were vying to surround him at this moment.

This picture is extremely shocking.

The Terran players suddenly felt like they were dreaming.

"Such a strong corpse slave scout, in front of that person, is like a dog."

"How can you play this, the corpse slave zombies are fighting so hard, and there is another one that is more fierce!"

The captain of the Great Qin Terracotta Warriors, who had always had a stiff expression, was slightly moved at this time.

Controller of Corpse Slave Scouts.

Is it!
Realizing this, he shouted loudly,

"Nine Armor Winds Raise the Formation, Form the Formation!"

The terracotta warriors of the Great Qin Dynasty were waiting in formation, and the nine people in the front line immediately formed an formation, switched to spears, and rushed towards the enemy quickly.

Nu Shiqi's withered eyes hidden in the gauze suddenly froze.

"I miss the Nine Armor Winds."

"400 years ago, I saw you had to run, but back then, you weren't so weak!"

Nu Shiqi raised his gauze-wrapped arms slightly and laughed wantonly.

Obviously not walking fast, but step by step is like stepping on the hearts of everyone.

His speed increased suddenly, arrogantly bullying him directly.

The Great Qin Terracotta Warrior who was the tip of the Nine Armor Feng Yang Array only felt a black shadow approaching, and before he could press down the spear in his hand, his body was pierced instantly!
In an instant, his source force body began to dissipate rapidly.

There was still a hint of unbelievable color in the eyes under the armor.

The tip of the formation was broken, and the eight people could not form the formation, and were swept back by the collective.

In front of warrior-level enemies, the terracotta warriors of level 9 are simply vulnerable!
"Let the strongest of you come out!

I can already smell him. "

Nu Shiqi's nose under the gauze shrugged slightly, and he hoarsely smiled presumptuously.

The leader of the Great Qin Terracotta Warriors slightly bowed their heads in the direction of their side and said softly.

"Captain, you are a soldier-level enemy.

Sorry, it's more than we can handle. "

"Well, you retreat."

In the dumbfounded eyes of everyone, a wisp of black smoke appeared beside the captain of the Great Qin Terracotta Warriors.

Gradually solidified, revealing the figure.

It's Xue Jin who holds a knife and a shield!

It turned out that he had been beside the captain of the terracotta warriors just now, observing this guy who could really be called a corpse clan.

Xue Jin erected the battle shield in front of him, held the knife in his right hand, and shouted loudly,
"I am the Great Qin Tiger Wolf Army, Captain Xue Jin,
I order you to turn around within five breaths and return to the realm of the corpse clan, or I will kill you! "

Hearing the sound, Nu Qi finally raised his head, tore off the gauze on his face, and greedily sniffed the smell of Yuanli in the air.

What a face.

Dry, wrinkled, like a dehydrated corpse.

It seemed that Xue Jin's appearance evoked his memory, so he stopped in his tracks.

"Xue Jin? I haven't heard of it.

The sword and shield soldier, it seems that he is indeed the corporal leader? "

Immediately, he grinned and smiled sinisterly.

What he said next made Xue Jin's heart tremble suddenly.

"Warrior-level corporal commanders, I killed seven. Ordinary warrior-level Daqin soldiers, I killed ten."

"So, my name is Slave Seventeen."

The hearts of all the players present sank to the bottom in an instant.

Even Xue Jin, the strongest NPC in the human race, was killed by seven slaves back then!

The thinking of the corpse race is different from that of the human race.

Nu Shiqi is not a corpse slave, he is a disciple of the Corpse Raising Sect.

It's just that after Shi Wuyou forcibly shattered the sect's background, all members of the corpse-raising clan were forced to change their surnames to slaves.

Named after the number of enemies they killed in the final battle.

At this time, almost all the Terran players were rushing towards the ruins of the northern district.

The main race plot was actually triggered by the evil temple!

According to those who spread the news,

If you don't come again, you won't even be able to drink the soup.

The situation is extremely bad.

Nu Shiqi tilted his head and smiled coldly at Xue Jin.

"I can smell it. Are you a warrior? Then your strength has also dropped. It seems that everyone is having a hard time."

Xue Jin remained silent, and the only response to him was the cold light on the tip of the knife.

"There is also a gap between the corporal leaders. I didn't meet you 400 years ago, it was your luck."

"When you meet me, you might be called Nu Ling."

Xue Jin could clearly feel that the opponent had just entered the rank of warrior.

It should be part of the strength to recover.

As long as you don't recover to the general level,
Then you have to fight.

What's more, he is now level 15, which is the mid-term warrior level.

And Slave Seventeen just recovered to level 11.

At this moment, Chen He was staring intently at the scene on the screen.

"In the battle that year, the corpse clan was also consumed a lot."

Jiang Yan replied, "That's natural. The corpse clan and the ghost clan were originally the first-ranked clans in the ancient secret territory, but in the final battle with the human clan, they were forcibly knocked down a level."

"Xue Jin probably won't be able to beat this slave seventeen, no, I have to issue a system announcement to let players join together.

Too many ants can kill an elephant. "

Jiang Yan quickly stopped him.

"If so many people die, the loss of the human race's source power is actually not small, and the resurrection of the dragon ring will consume them.

If they were all at level 10, the effect might be better. Most of the people on the scene are hovering at level 6.7, which has no effect on this battle.

The realm is crushed, and even the control skills will be invalid. "

"That's fine."

Then Chen He seemed to think of something, raised his head and asked,

"Even if Xue Jin can't beat him, wouldn't it be enough to spend more energy to summon a few more dead souls of the Great Qin Army?"

Jiang Yan shook his head,
"The original realm of that slave seventeen is the general level, what if he can recover? Huh."

Chen He quickly covered his mouth.

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense, I'm afraid of being poisoned to death by you."

However, Jiang Yan's crow's mouth really seemed to be open.

Seeing the gathering of sixteen terracotta warriors behind Xue Jin, Nu Shiqi chuckled lightly.

"You're right, I haven't recovered at all."

"I can tell you that one of the advantages of the corpse cultivators is that they are cautious."

"Even if it's hunting rabbits, I will use all my strength."

Hearing this, Xue Jin suddenly felt something was wrong, and dusty memory fragments slowly surged up.

"Oops!"

He directly raised his shield and rushed out, like a tiger descending a mountain.

However, it was too late.

A corpse slave scout bowed his head and knelt in front of his master, flattering him with all his might.

Nu Qi gently stroked its head, with a smile on his face all the time.

But this smile is pale and permeating.

"Greedy, why did you eat so much?"

The veins in his shriveled palm suddenly bulged, and he stabbed into the chest of the Corpse Slave Scout in his arms.

In the next second, a beating deformed heart was warmly held by Nu Shiqi in his hands.

Give it a hard squeeze,
Suddenly burst!

The blood flowing out was mixed with the source force and was greedily absorbed by his shriveled body.

The second one!
When Xue Jin and others arrived, the five corpse slave scouts had all been torn apart and sucked by him!
Nu Qi's withered skin quickly filled up, and the source of life awakened the power in his body.

It turns out that these corpse slave scouts were never for spying on intelligence,

It's just that he went hunting for his slave Shiqi.

Then it becomes the best container to carry the source force.

Because this is the most convenient way to replenish the source power.

This is the corpse clan.

Ye Feiye was very close to the center of the battlefield, staring at the information on the enemy panel, his whole body was already numb.

attributes are? ? ? ?have been unable to view,
But the level of slave seventeen has been beating!

Level 11! Level 12! Level 16!
It's not over yet!
Level 17!
Level 18!
The hearts of the five corpse slave scouts caused the corpse creature to rise from level 11 to level 18 before stopping.

How to fight this!
That's right, after devouring the source power captured by the five corpse slave scouts,

The strength of Nu Shiqi has been restored to the late stage of the soldier level!
(End of this chapter)