Doomsday Survival: The Sickly Girl Becomes a Necromancer

After rushing down with a long sword in hand, old Sebastian slashed at the caveman who had just dug through the mountain. He directly split the caveman in half.

But after learning from the last lesson, the fortress commander also opened up a new track and changed his own fighting style.

He asked the caveman to dig the cave from three meters by three meters in one go.

So even if Sebastian killed the caveman, there would still be a steady stream of centaurs rushing out of the cave.

However, as the best"combat skill" under Ouyang Qianjin, Sebastian fought with ease when facing the centaurs. Even if the cave entrance could only accommodate two centaurs fighting side by side at a time, he seemed to be at ease.

"Sebastian! Release the centaurs to fight!"Ouyang Qianjin did not intend to block the road this time.

After hearing Ouyang Qianjin's order, Old Sebastian quickly retreated a few meters to let the centaurs out.

The centaurs blocked at the entrance of the cave rushed out excitedly when they saw this good thing. The ones behind them also followed with a howl.

���As a result, the man was immediately hit by Ouyang Qianjin's weakness curse.

Then he was killed by Sebastian with a few clicks of his two-handed sword.

In this way, the offensive and defensive battle between the two sides lasted for more than two hours.

During this time, the centaur commander asked the cavemen to dig several caves.

But they were all firmly blocked by the centaur skeletons transformed by Ouyang Qianjin in the defense circle ten meters away.

""Tsk!"

Ouyang Qianjin had a headache.

It wasn't that she had encountered any difficult problems.

It was that the nearly three hours of high-intensity fighting had made her a little mentally exhausted.

If she hadn't always been supporting with a gun, her mental strength might have been exhausted.

It seemed that she still needed some mental potion to replenish herself.

Otherwise, once the intensity of the battle increased, her little mental strength would be exhausted.

Ouyang Qianjin made up her mind.

After this battle, she must take a good rest and make something with the herbs she collected before going on the road.

Otherwise, she doesn't know what she will encounter next time.

It's always good to have more means to save her life.

It's obvious that Ouyang Qianjin is modest.

If other magicians knew that Ouyang Qianjin could fight for three hours in a row, they would jump up in surprise.

Originally, mental strength is not something that can be seen digitally like the blue bar HP in the game.

So most magicians will sit down and rest for half an hour or an hour to restore their mental strength after feeling that they are not in good spirits.

But their endurance is mostly about one hour, and some better hidden professions can last for two hours.

But this is already the limit.

And now Ouyang Qianjin is only"tired" after three hours, and has not reached the limit.

If you tell others, no one will believe it.

But in fact, although mental strength is somewhat related to the profession, it depends on the individual.

For someone like Ouyang Qianjin, whose soul has been tortured for eight years, it seems understandable that she is stronger.

"It seems that we need a secret weapon!"

After taking a short rest for two minutes, Ouyang Qianjin reached out and grabbed the side of her wheelchair, and moved to something covered with dark green canvas.

Now the position of the mountain and the city wall in the back has basically been hollowed out by the cavemen.

The Centaur warriors also swarmed under the mountain and squeezed to rush in and kill themselves.

There were more than 200 skeletons and the two brothers Zhang Mo fighting on the other two sides.

On this side, there were only himself and Sebastian, and a hundred newly transformed Centaur skeletons.

But it doesn't matter.

Ouyang Qianjin has done a lot of work to prevent the rear front from being overwhelmed.

She stretched out her hand and pulled down the green canvas in front, revealing a brand new heavy machine gun.

It has a 12.7mm LM3 heavy machine gun.

The theoretical rate of fire is 600 rounds per minute, and the combat rate of fire is at least 80 rounds per minute.

The capacity is 60 rounds, with a buttstock and an adjustable tripod.

Ouyang Qianjin adjusted He moved his wheelchair and put the butt of the gun on his shoulder.

With a grin on his face, Ouyang Qianjin pulled the trigger on his finger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Different from the"pop" sound of a pistol and the"da da" sound of a rifle, the sound of a heavy machine gun is thick and long.

The Centaurs who were hit by the 12.7mm bullets had the same feeling.

Those who were hit were basically cut in half.

No one was spared.

The most important thing is that the powerful penetrating power makes each bullet take more than one life.

This really scared the attacking Centaurs.

Of course, it was not only the Centaurs who were scared, but also the two brothers Zhang Mo who were defending on the other two sides.

Zhang Mo, who was still shooting with his rifle in his hand, was startled by the sudden sound beside him.

He turned his head and saw!

Wow!

While he was shooting in frustration, the young lady was already firing!

Although the 12.7mm caliber machine gun cannot be called a"cannon", a bullet hitting a centaur is definitely enough to"break its intestines and stomach".

Look at the centaurs that were hit.

Hey -

I dare not look at them...

Zhang Mo did not expect that Ouyang Qianjin actually had such a powerful weapon.

Although it may be slightly inferior to some wild monsters, it is more than enough for some fleshy centaurs.

""Eh!"

Just as Ouyang Qianjin was shooting, she suddenly saw a caveman corpse lying on the ground with a backpack on his back among the Centaur corpses.

Of course, this was not an important matter.

The important thing was that there was a hint of magic crystal on the corpse!

That's right.

It was not magic crystal powder, nor magic crystal ore, but magic crystal.

And there was more than one!

It was a full ten or a backpack!

"It's a pity that there is no sun sand, and I haven't even seen a sun shell. Otherwise, maybe I can make an energy gem. Then,"

Ouyang Qianjin said with some disappointment.

But he still commanded a skeleton in front to grab the backpack containing the magic crystal and the body of the caveman.

Ouyang Qianjin pressed the trigger listlessly and took away one centaur after another.

‘Ding ding ding!’

""Huh!"

When Ouyang Qianjin, who was originally listless, saw a group of centaurs wearing heavy armor and holding three-meter-long broadswords coming out of the crowd, she knew that the other party had changed their fighting style again.

Tsk tsk!

Her 12.7mm bullets did not cause any damage to them!

Whose subordinates are these!

They are so fierce!

【Heavy Centaur: They are armored monsters that are immune to most physical damage】

【Hidden information: The armor they wear is a magical equipment made by dwarven technicians using amethyst iron and a small amount of mithril, and has a very high damage absorption effect. 】