Chapter 548 (1/2)

”Pretend to be dead...”

Yuanxiao smiles at the corner of the mouth of the barbarian who stops howling.

From the moment of meeting, he judged that the paladin and assassin were both men of very firm mind. On the contrary, it was the barbarian who gave people the feeling of being strong outside but hard at work. It was not surprising that he did not even have the determination to die.

With one kick, the barbarian's body rolled toward the fire.

There was also an iron pot burning water on the fire. At this time, the boiling hot water directly peeled off the barbarian's skin and put out most of the fire. It would not burn the barbarian to death, but it would be enough to burn the skin and flesh of the barbarian, which is not like death.

The barbarians, who were still pretending to be dead, were howling and rolling in the fire.

”Shut up...”

Two minutes later, Yuanxiao said coldly, ”I'll kill you if I hear another sound.”

The howling stopped suddenly, and the barbarian fell to the ground in fear, covered with a layer of bloody rotten soil.

Half an hour later, Yuanxiao finished his interrogation and seized a stick of wood and nailed the barbarians to death.

In the course of millions of years of continuous evolution, the actual size of Diablo II is much larger than that in the game. For example, camp Rogge is a giant resident of 500 million Asian tribes, and the whole Diablo II tribe is at least 5 billion.

Such a large population, the corresponding training map is simply terrible.

Correspondingly, the route to lugaoyin, the second map of Diablo II, is very far away. If you don't have certain strength to go there, it's just the way of walking that the barbarians left behind to torture during the Lantern Festival.

Although I have learned about the Asian people in books, many of the most basic information is not written in the book, even if it has been written for tens of thousands of years, it has fallen behind.

Sand! Sand!

From the grass came the sound of the leaves swinging.

Just according to the wind, the Lantern Festival has been restored to the appearance of a hairy mouse in my mind.

”Finally, we're waiting...”

Yuanxiao smiles.

Among the several monsters in the blood wasteland, the fallen demons live in groups with high intelligence. The hard haired mice and ordinary zombies have no wisdom. However, it is still more difficult for new people to hunt them down.

The reason for the difference is that the fallen demons have weapons.

If you have weapons, you can take them and kill them.

On the contrary, hard hair mice and zombies can't catch a stone and rush up. Zombies can't fight high defense. The speed of hard hair mice spraying bone spurs is too fast, and they can't escape with their previous physical quality.

But now that the machete is stronger in hand, it's not easy to kill these hard haired mice.

The deliberate smell of blood attracted more than a dozen bristly mice. These monsters, which are bigger than the fallen demons, are spurs. However, the super brain has already calculated all the flight routes of the bone spurs, and a slight Dodge is enough to be harmless.

Five minutes later, the Lantern Festival with their booty embarked on the journey.

The equipment is very difficult to explode, so he can only rely on his own hands to provide enough food and clothing. The bones of mice are used as crossbow arms, the tough tendons are used as crossbow strings, and the spines of hard haired mice are used as crossbow arrows to form a super simple crossbow for attracting monsters.

A few days later, the Lantern Festival was finally promoted to a second level.