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v1 Chapter 5: Cultists appear

"data!"

Pal, who opened the data panel, fixed his gaze on the lit skill bar and looked at the skill Wind Wolf Basic Sword Drawing. As soon as he thought about it, an upgrade prompt appeared.

Die, do you need to spend 10 HP points to upgrade the skill Wind Wolf Basic Sword Drawing from LV4 to LV5?

Skill upgrades still require 10 life energy points. Pal gritted his teeth at the 41 life energy points below the data bar. Even though he was unwilling, he nodded and said silently:

"Yes!"

Drop, 10 life energy points have been consumed, and the skill upgrade is complete.

Wind Wolf Basic Sword Drawing Technique LV5 (The most basic sword drawing technique in the Wind Wolf Kingdom, there are three types: uplifting, diagonal slashing, and horizontal slashing. Consumption: 5 points of stamina.)

41 life energy points are close to 50 life energy points that can upgrade the realm, but at this time Pal has killed all the ordinary walking corpses, and there is no way to obtain energy points. The confrontation with the black-robed walking corpse just now made He understands that his attack power is not enough and must be improved.

In desperation, Pal could only upgrade the basic sword-drawing technique of the wind wolf one more time, in order to prepare for the possible confrontation with the black-robed walking corpse again.

If things are as Daddy Jack said, the cultists are reluctant to consume the walking corpse in black robes here, as long as they stay up until the daytime, everything will be fine.

But if things didn't develop as Father Jack said, Parr's preparations this time were not in vain.

The traverser who occupies Pal's body is a person who likes to do things well (safely), he hates accidents, but when accidents happen, he will not be cowardly, like rushing to the front of the big truck to save the little loli, Even though he died, his legend has been handed down in the city.

It turns out that things are often going in the wrong direction.

Boom!

Parr had just finished upgrading his skills when there was a roar in his ear. Something seemed to explode outside the solid iron-wood wall of the grain warehouse in Haystack Village. Although the wall was only blasted with a few cracks and did not collapse, The people inside the warehouse were stunned.

"What the hell?"

Parr's ears were buzzing. He covered his ears and shook his head. Just as he was about to stand up to observe the situation, he was knocked down by Daddy Jack next to him. In a blur, he seemed to hear Daddy Jack shouting:

"It's a fireball technique! Lie down quickly!"

Boom!

The roar resumed, this time from the wooden door of the warehouse. With the sound, the wooden door of the warehouse shattered, and orange flames rushed in, igniting some debris in the warehouse, and the refractory iron-wood walls were fine. , or else the Haystack Village would have to be wiped out today.

But even so, the broken door also caused heavy casualties to the people in the front of the warehouse, and the screams and wailing came into the ears of Pal, who was being protected by Father Jack.

"Father! Father! Are you all right?"

Parr gently pushed Father Jack away, who was pressing down on him, and called out anxiously. Only at this time did this soul from another world have some sense of identity with the relatives in the body it occupied.

"Cough cough."

The blood-stained father Jack, whose back was pierced by broken wooden thorns, coughed a few times, opened his eyes and looked at the anxious Pal in front of him. what.

"Run! Parr, run!"

The first sentence of Father Jack, who came to his senses, was to let his adopted son escape, and then he struggled to stand up under Parr's stunned eyes, glanced left and right, and found the one that belonged to him that was slanted on the ground. The one-handed sword, took a step forward, grabbed the hilt and pulled it up, turned around and looked through the broken warehouse door to look out at the few black-robed walking corpses that were slowly approaching here. A man in black.

The man in black robe was holding up an arm, his palm opened towards the grain warehouse, and on his **** was a ring inlaid with a dull ruby.

"Cultists!"

The moment he saw the man in black robe, Father Jack gritted his teeth and squeezed these three words out of his mouth. Then he slowly walked out of the grain warehouse, stood in front of the broken wooden door, and said without looking back:

"Parr, the cultists have appeared, it seems that he doesn't plan to let us go today, I'll block him later, you hurry up, don't look back, run towards the town, our movement here should be noticed by the church in the town Arrived, but the road is too long, they can't make it in a while, you should be able to meet them in the middle..."

Pal, who was stunned just now, came back to his senses with Daddy Jack's instructions as if he was explaining the future. He slowly lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"I'm Li Tianxing and Pal, but whoever I am? I have no reason to escape at this moment!"

After muttering to himself in a low voice, Parr suddenly raised his head, his **** eyes revealing a resolute look.

"People are dead birds facing the sky, and they won't die for 10,000 years. I have no reason to escape alone. Besides, I've already died once, will I be afraid of dying again?"

While murmuring in a low voice, Parr climbed up from the ground, holding the dagger scabbard tightly in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, walked to Father Jack, tilted his head to look at Father Jack and said:

"Dad, I don't think we need to run away. We still don't know what the outcome will be! Besides, they've all surrounded us, so where can I escape?"

"Pal..."

Father Jack obviously also discovered this. Those black-robed walking corpses did not rush to attack, but surrounded them in a fan shape. Behind them was a grain warehouse without a back door, and there was indeed no way to escape.

ah~

"It's just a fight, and I hope to have a chance to let Parr escape later." Father Jack thought to himself, he didn't say it, because he knew the character of his adopted son and would never leave him alone. run away.

So Father Jack nodded, with a free and easy smile on his face with a few scratches, he said with a smile: "The outcome is still unknown! Parr, you said it well! It's with Luo Did Mr. Tes learn it?"

"right?"

Parr replied vaguely, but Father Jack didn't care, and continued:

"Parr, if the walking corpse comes over in a while, I will top it first. After I fight with the walking corpse, the walking corpse will stiffen a little. Then you will shoot again. Also, you have to give some attention to the On the black-robed man in the distance, he is a cultist, if you see the ring on his hand glowing, don't hesitate, jump to both sides, and then lie down, remember?"

"remember."

Pal nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Now is not the time to ask questions, and the two of them stopped talking, holding their swords in front of the grain warehouse, watching vigilantly at the walking corpses around and the death cult in the distance. cultists.

"Hehehehe..."

Under the gazes of Parr and Daddy Jack, the man in black robe slowly lowered his arms, and there was a gloomy laughter from under the hood that covered his face, and then he raised his head slightly, revealing a slightly Sharp chin and gray lips, lips moved slightly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Bring it here!"

As soon as the words fell, Parr and Father Jack saw two walking corpses in black robes approaching with a dying old man in the distance.

The walking corpses in black robes have nothing to say, their movements are a little stiff, and their faces are pale, but there is no blood on the two walking corpses in black robes, and it seems that they did not participate in the previous mutilation of the villagers.

The old man was full of white hair, his head was lowered, and his face was dead. Only his slightly heaving chest proved that he was still alive, but it seemed that he had reached the point where he was running out of fuel and could not live much longer.

"This is…"

The moment Parr saw the old man, a familiar feeling came to his heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out a name that was familiar to the children of Haystack Village.

"Master Ross!"

Then there was an urge in Parr's heart, and he wanted to go up and save people, but at this time it was the transmigrator Li Tianxing who dominated this body. He abruptly suppressed the obvious urge to go to death. , a clear memory flooded into my heart, the memory of why Pal was injured before.

Before Li Tianxing just glanced at it casually, he felt that Pal was an arrogant arrogant child. Then he took a closer look. It turned out that Pal saw that Mr. Rotes was caught by a walking corpse and wanted to save the talent. Li Tianxing, who was seriously injured by a walking corpse, was cheaply passed through.

The old butcher of Haystack Village has taught Parr for half a year, and he is the person most afraid of the children in Haystack Village, but during the contact, Parr found that the old man is just ugly, but he is still very good. Yes, treat him like a grandson, and often tell him stories and make delicious food in addition to teaching.

Therefore, in Parr's heart, Mr. Rotters is the closest person besides Father Jack. Now that he has seen his relatives suffer and obtained Parr's memory and body, Li Tianxing, who has replaced Parr, will be so impulsive. Not surprising.

"Pal, calm down!"

Father Jack noticed the state of his adopted son. He turned his head slightly and warned him. After seeing that Parr didn't have the urge to go up to save people (seeking death), he felt relieved and a little relieved. Much older, no longer the bear kid who stole chickens before.

"Rotters, my uncle, it's so hard for me to find you!" The two black-robed walking corpses put the dying old man in front of the black-robed man, and the black-robed man One hand grabbed the white hair of Mr. Rotters, pulled up his drooping head, and with the other hand pulled the hood off his head, revealing a face somewhat similar to Mr. Roths.

"You are... Colin!"

Mr. Rotters reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at the man in the black robe, and a vague sound came out of his mouth.

"How will you be here?"

"Yes! It's me, uncle. I didn't expect you, who abandoned your family, to remember me. I'm so touched. As for why I'm here?"

Colin, the man in black robe, looked like he was about to cry, but then his expression changed, his voice changed, and he roared loudly: "Then I have to ask you, my beloved uncle! You disappeared for two years. Ten years, your enemy has been looking for you for twenty years. Just last year, they found our family and killed everyone in the family. Only I was lucky. I was rescued by a passing mentor and killed those people. , take a closer look, do these walking corpses look familiar?"

Colin pointed to the black-robed walking corpses in the arena, and without waiting for Mr. Rotes to answer, he said the answer on his own: "These are your enemies, Uncle!"

"…"

Reluctantly, he turned his head to look. Under the bright moonlight, Mr. Rotters seemed to see something clearly. Two lines of hot tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and then he cracked the corner of his mouth and let out a low laugh.

"hehe."

"Are you still laughing? Are you still embarrassed to laugh?"

Hearing the laughter, Colin seemed to be greatly insulted. He covered his forehead and took a few deep breaths, then hysterically shouted:

"Uncle, I will let you see with your own eyes that where you have been hiding for 20 years, no one can survive tonight!"

"Kill me!"