The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

Chapter 169 Cleaning up the Battlefield

Clearing and killing, on the battlefield of the undead, there is no heroic blood and flesh flying everywhere, but only endless absurdity.

The ten-meter-long centipede sickle moved its giant sickle-like legs and wandered on the battlefield.

The battle was basically over. Mu Hua was already cleaning up the battlefield, while the two enemy horror knights in the distance were still fighting and resisting.

Mu Hua sprinkled pieces of soul fire on the battlefield. After the dust settled, the skeletons of the undead who were not completely dead were left on the battlefield. Even if they were scattered, they could be seen at a glance.

"Ka!" The centipede sickle raised one leg and pierced the skull of a skeleton guard. The leg hooked up the skeleton and gathered the skeleton guard with only half of his body into a pile of bones.

These were all skeletons of the undead who were not completely dead. It was troublesome to kill them. At this time, Vivian was also helping Mu Hua to gather them together, so that they could be set on fire after being gathered.

The girl sat on the hideous skull of the centipede death sickle. Every flicker of the soul fire between the corpses seemed to indicate that Mu Hua had made new gains.

Ashes, soul fragments, soul dust, these are treasures regarded as strategic materials by the necromancers.

Even though she didn't know that Mu Hua could melt ashes directly, Vivian was envious. But Mu Hua was completely eating alone. The girl shook her delicate legs, pouted, and muttered secretly.

'Collect, collect, collect, collect everything. Refining materials will tire you to death. '

If the girl knew that Mu Hua didn't need to refine at all, she didn't know what her mentality would be. . .

Vivian and Mu Hua have known each other for three days. She followed Mu Hua to the burial ground for three days. The two have similar personalities and get along well. Vivian is not sure how many skeletons of the undead Mu Hua has collected.

Vivian is very knowledgeable, at least in matters related to necromancers, Vivian is very professional, she can even confirm through perception that Mu Hua has mastered the breath of death.

But thinking about Mu Hua's sledgehammer and his improper fireball technique, Vivian can hardly give Mu Hua the evaluation of a freak.

A genius necromancer who is not doing his job properly?

"Mu Hua, I'm going to collect the flowers of the water." Vivian shouted to Mu Hua.

"Be careful." Mu Hua, who was accompanied by the Terror Knight, waved his hand.

In the distance, there were flashes of swords and shadows, and air explosions were thrown out during the collision. The headless knights were not only able to ride and fight, but they were also warriors who were proficient in various martial arts when they got off their horses.

The two wild Terror Knights were surrounded by more and more summoned Terror Knights.

Although the attributes of wild Terror Knights are much stronger than those of summoned Terror Knights, in the absence of any special talent bonus, the absolute advantage in numbers still put the two wild Terror Knights in a desperate situation.

"Hey, it's almost time, do you want to surrender?" Standing outside the beating scene, Mu Hua shouted to the two wild terror riders.

A wild terror rider tore off his arm that was twisted by the beating, and the torn arm slowly grew out along with the dust-like black ash, but it was the undead's unique self-healing ability that repaired its body injuries, a regeneration ability that relied on death energy.

"Human, we are all projections." Surrounded by a group of summoned terror riders, the wild terror rider stopped resisting and replied to Mu Hua.

The wild terror riders already have high intelligence, perhaps because of the problem of survival time. In this regard, Mu Hua's summoned terror riders are much more rigid, far less agile than these wild terror riders.

"It's not difficult for you to descend to the real body, right? Follow me and chase the glory that belongs to you." Mu Hua recovered his own magic power and said to the wild terror rider with a breath of death.

"No, we already have a loyal monarch." The wild terror rider said in a serious tone.

"But this is just a burial ground. It seems that your monarch does not value you." Mu Hua questioned and persuaded.

"Pale apostle, don't test it. The owner here is not our monarch."

"We came here through the public descending magic circle." Perhaps because of the breath of death, the horror knight changed his name to Mu Hua.

"Just like traveling?" Mu Hua's expression was weird. Feeling, is that thing still a public facility in hell?

"Travel? Maybe, you can spend money. We will abide by the rules of the Lord of the Courtyard to a certain extent." The wild horror knight thought for a moment and answered in a deep voice.

During this period of time, he came into contact with some high-level monsters, and Mu Hua learned a lot of knowledge that he had never come into contact with before.

"What should we do now? Can you commit suicide?" Taking out the soul-eating staff, Mu Hua asked the horror knight who seemed to be easy to talk to.

"We don't need to commit suicide." Although they are easy to talk to, these two horror knights are not stupid.

Their good talk is mainly based on Mu Hua's ability to communicate with them on an equal footing. But these two serious Terror Riders obviously had no intention of sacrificing themselves.

"That's no use." Mu Hua shook his head. If possible, he didn't want to waste his magic power.

Forty or fifty fireballs appeared around the wild Terror Riders, and the accumulated fireballs surrounded the two Terror Riders.

"We've stayed in this barren courtyard long enough. It seems that humans don't like the Undead Courtyard."

"Pale apostle, may death grant you eternal peace." Feeling the blazing flames, two bone spears condensed in front of him. When the two Terror Riders spoke, the bone spears pierced Mu Hua.

"Bang! Bang!" The two summoned Terror Riders held shields and slapped the bone spears scattered at Mu Hua.

As Mu Hua waved his hand, dozens of fireballs shrank and hit the two wild Terror Riders.

"Boom! Boom~~~" The hot explosion enveloped the two wild Terror Riders. Their blood had been consumed in the battle with the summoned Terror Riders. In the continuous explosions, the two Terror Riders were ignited into two human-shaped flames.

Undead are much better than demons. Although they are not very reasonable, most of them do not have the bad habit of being mean. The lines they say when killing people are quite artistic.

Communicating like acquaintances, killing each other during the communication, this rhythm is somewhat uncomfortable for Mu Hua, but when he starts, he is absolutely quick.

The damage of elemental magic is absolute. As long as there is no countermeasure, even low-level magic can also be quite lethal.

Terror riders are very tanky, but unfortunately they have no elemental resistance.

Summoning Terror riders to resist the wild Terror riders who tried to rush towards Mu Hua, there was not enough blood to disperse the magic flames, and the repair of the body by the dead air could not stop the continuous erosion of the elements. In a moment, the two wild Terror riders dissipated into dust.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang~" A golden light flashed.

The two magic stones are regular drops, but in addition to the magic stones, the two Terror riders actually dropped a bunch of demon gold coins for Mu Hua.

"Hehe, these two brothers are really honest people." Mu Hua smiled in surprise.

It is slightly different from the style of demon gold coins in human society. The size and thickness are larger than ordinary demon gold coins.

If the demon gold coins in human society are coins, the demon gold coins dropped by these two Terror riders are like chips. This is the original style of demon gold coins in hell, and the value is higher than the demon gold coins made by humans.

There are more than 600 "demon chips" in total. After exchanging, there are probably nearly 1,000 demon coins.

The things dropped by these high-level monsters are completely different from those dropped by low-level monsters. Mu Hua happily collected a pile of demon coins and threw two magic stones into the furnace.

11 Hundred Refining Secret Stones, 1 Bone Spear Skill Stone, 1 Bone Wall Skill Stone.

The expected Endless Martial Arts did not appear, and the skill grades did not reach the high level.

It seems that if you want to get Endless Martial Arts and Fatal Blow, you may have to burn the complete corpse of the Terror Knight.

Death Breathing upgrades to LV19. Although the difficulty of practicing Death Breathing is far more difficult than ordinary magic, compared with the requirement of eight or nine Hundred Refining Secret Stones for the improper Fireball Technique, this relatively pure skill upgrade is still more comfortable.

The Hundred Refined Secret Stones from the corpses on the battlefield raised the level of the Undead Bone Shield. Facing increasingly advanced battles, the LV25 Undead Bone Shield made Mu Hua feel more secure.

Mu Hua was able to absorb the Bone Spear Skill Stone, but the Bone Wall's spiritual attributes were temporarily substandard.

Playing with a roughly carved demon gold coin in his hand, Mu Hua came to Vivian's side.

"Ding~" The flying demon gold coin was thrown at Vivian, who raised her hand to catch it.

"Leave me a water lily." Mu Hua said to Vivian.

"Stingy! Here, I've dug it for you." Vivian put away a demon gold coin and pointed to two water lilies with mud balls on the side.

Although the girl's smoky makeup was scary, after getting along with her, her personality did not have any non-mainstream tendencies. Mu Hua had a good impression of this loyal girl.

"Do you want to send it back first?" Vivian asked Mu Hua.

"Need to transplant immediately?" Mu Hua asked.

"That's not necessary. Waterweed is very strong and should be fine in a day or two." When Vivian said this, the two of them tacitly put away a waterweed each.

And what Vivian meant by sending it back was sending it back to the Deman Hotel.

The two had been in the burial ground for three days. Every night, Mu Hua would reset the coordinates for the courtyard key, and then use the key to return to the suite bedroom with Vivian.

As his strength increased, Mu Hua's attitude towards the courtyard key became more and more casual. He dared to set the transmission coordinates when he found a relatively safe place.

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