"Roar!"
Corpsefire lay motionless on the ground. Although as a projection, it had no brain whatsoever.
But for some reason, it just wanted to lie on the ground today and not move, even if four Skeleton Warriors were hacking at it, it still didn't want to move.
Yang Tao, sitting on the sofa, took a sip of warm Knowledge Tea, his gaze fixed on Corpsefire, which was only about three meters away from him, a look of sympathy on his face.
As Corpsefire's health bar above its head was emptied, a large number of items flew out from its body and entered Yang Tao's body.
A flash of golden light appeared.
Yang Tao's level reached 5. Looking at Corpsefire's corpse, he sighed, "You know, you can't blame me for this. I didn't want to either, but who told you to give so much experience and even drop equipment?"
Each time Corpsefire died, it provided 200 experience points, one to two bright gold items, three to four magic items, and some white and socketed gray items.
He opened the skill bar and put the newly acquired skill point into the Raise Skeleton skill.
After Raise Skeleton reached level 2, the Skeleton Warriors' wooden swords instantly turned into stone swords.
"Upgrade for a new skin? This mobile game is really generous."
Skeleton Warrior
Damage 12-14
Defense 125
Health 80/80
With a level 6 Raise Skeleton and level 2 Raise Skeleton, he could now walk sideways in Den of Evil. Even Corpsefire could only knock out two skeletons before dying on the spot.
Especially when there were no followers.
Now, Yang Tao was fully equipped with bright gold items except for his weapon. If other adventurers knew this, they would probably report him and get his account banned.
Just then, footsteps approached. Yang Tao stopped his preparation to revive Corpsefire, and four Skeleton Warriors, holding stone swords, immediately protected him.
The higher the Raise Skeleton skill level, the higher the intelligence of these skeletons.
A somewhat ethereal ghost wolf poked its head out of the cave, followed by two people.
"Wind?"
"Yang Tao?"
Upon meeting, both parties were stunned, especially Wind, whose expression became one of disbelief when he saw the four skeletons beside Yang Tao.
"Brother, didn't you say you were a newcomer? You…"
Yang Tao walked towards Wind with a slightly embarrassed smile and said, "I'm just a natural awakened one with a bit of good luck."
A bit of good luck?
Wind wanted to curse. How could his whole body, shining with golden light, be explained by good luck?
And these four skeletons!
At least level six Raise Skeleton was needed to summon four skeletons.
"Brother, you've been hiding pretty deep!"
Wind said with great emotion, his gaze falling upon the differently colored corpse on the ground, his expression of emotion growing even stronger: "Corpsefire? It seems I made a wasted trip this time."
"Brother, where are you planning to go next? Do you want to go to Cold Plains together?"
In his opinion, Yang Tao must be at least level 4 now. It could be said that apart from Corpsefire, other monsters held no value for Yang Tao anymore.
"Cold Plains… alright."
Yang Tao nodded lightly, agreeing.
"Brother Wind, wait for me a moment. I'll pack up, and then we'll leave."
He turned and put away the sofa. Wind couldn't help but say, "Brother, aren't you here for a picnic? You even brought a sofa!"
"It's still better for you Necromancers; with skeletons, everything is handled."
Yang Tao heard this and said, "Aren't you Druids the same? Poison Creeper, Ghost Wolf, and later you can summon a big bear, and you'll have a zoo."
Wind immediately showed a look of shared understanding upon hearing this.
Necromancers and Druids, two professions, one exploiting the dead and the other exploiting animals, neither were good people.
After tidying up, the three of them left Den of Evil. As soon as they emerged from the cave, they saw a sky covered in dense rain clouds.
Grayish-white clouds continuously rolled, as if some creature was swimming within them.
Yang Tao looked at the sky and murmured, "Is it going to rain again?"
Although rain didn't affect him much, he didn't particularly like it except when sleeping.
Wind, on the other hand, looked indifferent and said, "The rainy season has arrived; it's been like this for the past two months. A small rain every three days, a big rain every seven days. If the sky is in a good mood, it's normal for it to give you a downpour."
Yang Tao, being from the north, still associated the rainy season with the beautiful scenery of glistening waters and misty mountains. However, the Blood Moor was a grassland, and the largest 'mountain' was probably the six or seven-meter-high 'hill' at the entrance of Den of Evil.
Wind glanced at the direction and said, "Let's go, let's hurry. We should be able to reach the Cold Plains outpost before noon, right?"
Outpost?
Flavie's Rogue figure appeared in Yang Tao's mind.
This NPC would stand at the junction of Cold Plains and Blood Moor in the game, reminding adventurers to be careful.
At that time, he often hid behind her for shelter when chased by monsters, so the impression was very deep.
The three headed towards Cold Plains.
More than ten minutes later.
Wind kindly reminded him:
"Brother, you are a Necromancer. Stamina is your weakness. If you can't hold on, we'll rest more."
"Understood."
Ten minutes later…
Wind's gaze towards Yang Tao changed: "Brother, are you really a Necromancer? You didn't put all your attribute points into stamina, did you?"
Looking at Yang Tao's appearance, it made him feel like he might be a fake Druid.
Yang Tao glanced at his attribute allocation, which mainly focused on three strength and two agility, and shook his head, saying, "No, I added some strength and agility early on, otherwise I couldn't wear some equipment."
"Oh…"
Another ten minutes passed. Wind sat on a stone, gnawing on a piece of bread, his gaze very strangely scrutinizing Yang Tao.
"Brother, are you telling me you're really human?"
Yang Tao gave him a roll of his eyes. Is it my fault you don't have a stamina bar?
The stamina of a transfer student is truly a weakness. It's fine during combat, as consumption is low and recovery is fast, but when running, stamina is really poor. In these twenty minutes, Wind, as a Druid, became listless, looking like someone who had overused a catheter.
His lover, Sia, wasn't much better, but the Assassin's speed compensated for the lack of stamina.
Rakanishu!
Several Fallen, oblivious to their fate, rushed towards them.
A Poison Creeper, entirely green and resembling an oversized leech, burrowed out of the ground and bit a Fallen. In an instant, the red Fallen turned green.
Yang Tao knew there was a Poison Creeper underground, but this was the first time he had seen its complete form.
'If this thing were in a disaster movie, they probably wouldn't even need special effects…'
Smooth all over and omnipresent, huh? Isn't this just a tentacle?
Yang Tao felt he could never look at a Druid's Poison Creeper the same way again. If he were bound by a Poison Creeper…
Just as he was having a cranial storm.
Wind's surprised voice came: "Magic equipment dropped!!"
The previously listless Wind immediately sprang up from the stone and rushed towards the corpses of the Fallen.
A shield emitting a blue light.