Chapter 137 Blessing Weapons Everywhere
The professional soul of the Undead Nanny began to burn again, and he needed first-hand information from the ghosts.

Selina nodded, "But I need a new outfit."

Can't touch it, but need a new outfit.

Forget it. Magic is something that cannot be understood by the brain.

"If I can leave here alive, I will prepare a set of clothes for you." Lind felt that he could give the other party a little respect and respect the other party's sense of shame.

After saying goodbye to Selina and walking out of the woods, the moment the moonlight fell on my body, my physical strength increased significantly.

The moonlight was very strong, the sky was clear, and one could see very far.

Linde was at the foot of the mountain at this time. His eyes moved upwards with his chin raised, and he saw a mountain towering into the clouds.

If the method Selina gave was correct, then he should rush all the way to the top of the mountain?
It would probably take several days to walk up there just by walking on two legs.

Retracting his gaze and looking closer, he saw an open space in front and scattered figures swaying and moving.

I have entered a dream and I don’t know what will happen outside. I can’t waste time here.

Linde took a step forward and ran forward. Although he had no extraordinary power, the moon ring under the moonlight increased his physical strength by one fifth, which to a certain extent surpassed ordinary people.

The closest figure was a figure. I could only see it clearly when I got closer. It was a swaying dried corpse with a hunched body and wearing tattered armor, dragging a rapier.

Hearing Lind approaching, the mummy immediately swayed its body and pounced on him. When both were two steps away from each other, Lind suddenly exploded, bent down, opened his arms and hugged the mummy's waist and abdomen, and slammed his shoulder into it. It was very painful when his body collided with the tattered armor, and his physical strength also returned to that of an ordinary person.

There was a loud bang. Linde, who was strong and powerful, picked up the mummy in a bear hug and slammed it to the ground. He stepped on the mummy's right hand holding the sword with his left foot and punched the mummy's head with his right hand.

The ground groaned, and the fist hit the head that was only covered with a thin layer of shriveled muscle, almost knocking the head off the neck. Lind gritted his teeth and ignored the pain that came back to him. The severe pain in his body was a little unbearable, and he was bound to bleed, and his bones might be injured. The strength of the human skull is not low, and the thing in front of him is not an ordinary human.

The mummy tried to struggle, but it was slightly inferior in strength. Under the pressure of Lind's fist, the mummy was like a shriveled, broken bag filled with debris. It would only react with the recoil when Lind's fist fell and then raised.

The iron fists hit the mummy's head one after another. The heavy punches fell like raindrops, and the mummy's head was hit to the ground again and again by the force.

Bounce up and smash down.

Until the opponent's head is completely blown up.

The mummy stopped moving, and Lind glanced at his bleeding right hand.

When he collided with the mummy just now, his body was bruised and red by the tattered armor.

Ordinary people's bodies are indeed too weak.

Once again, I recalled the weakness and pain of my body, and it was not a good feeling.

He struggled to pry open the mummy's right hand and grabbed the sword that looked a bit blunt.

The sword emits a faint white light, which can only be seen clearly when you get close.

"Blessed weapon?" Lind looked at the sword in surprise.

The white light was barely detectable, not as strong as the rich purple light of the Banshee's Horn that couldn't be suppressed even under water, nor as strong as the green light faintly visible in the flames of the Broken Sword of the Scavenger Princess. It was easy to ignore it under the moonlight, but Lind was sure that it was undoubtedly a blessed weapon.

He swung it around casually, and the weapon seemed to be quite handy.

It was a pity that he had no strength at all and could not use the special ability of this weapon. At the same time, he was also glad that he suppressed the mummy's right hand one step ahead of time, otherwise he would not be able to dodge the sword.

With the sword in hand, the following battle became much simpler. The shaking mummy could not possibly compare in sword fighting skills with a noble knight who had received sword training since childhood.

The blunt sword was more like a smash than a cut. Linde grabbed it with both hands and chopped it, creating a whistling sound and breaking the neck of the mummy in front of him.

The quick, accurate and ruthless attack succeeded in producing a "crackling" sound. The mummy's head flew away in an arc, and the mummy, having lost its strength, fell to the ground with its limbs limp.

"Another blessed weapon?" Lind looked at the mummy's pair of tattered deerskin gloves that emitted a faint white light, and marveled at the wealth of this place.

Wearing the deerskin gloves did not affect his use of the sword. Instead, a weak force suddenly surged into his dry body.

Extraordinary power!

Lind glanced at the deerskin gloves, then turned his attention to the next wandering mummy.

Fortunately, there is only one "person" named Lind in this world. Otherwise, it would be really shocking to see a person moving around naked and stealthily.

It wasn't that he was completely naked, he was wearing gloves.

He approached another wandering mummy lightly, not sure whether the other party could detect him, but Lind still thought that the breath-holding method of Eastern magic might have its merits in the Western magical world, at least it was effective in self-comfort.

When facing something that looks like a dead body or a zombie, hold your breath, and you will have a strange hypnotic effect of "it can't see me, it can't see me" in your mind. This method can also be used when facing teachers at school and bosses at work.

As it got closer, the blunt sword emitted a strong light, and Lind's body was suddenly dragged forward by the sword, leaping into the air.

Lind spread his shoulders and quickly adjusted his movements, turning passive traction into active attack. His sword successfully hit the back of the mummy's head in front of him, making a small hole in the skull.

The stench was overwhelming, and the dried and smelly brain juice was overflowing from the small pit at the back of the head.

The moment his body hit the ground, Lind raised his foot and kicked the mummy's knee, threw away his sword and rushed forward, his whole body hanging on the mummy's back like a cloak, and used inertia to press the mummy to the ground.

The mummy fell face down, and when it hit the ground, a lot of brain juice splattered out from the small hole at the back of its head. Lind tilted his head to avoid it, pressed the mummy with his knees, and grabbed the blunt sword stuck in the mummy's head with his right hand.

The inherent abilities of the blessed weapon cannot be used, but its sturdy properties are still there.

Raise your arms high and smash down.

The mummy's head rolled off.

"Finally, I have a pair of shoes," Lind said as he looked at his harvest.

With gloves and shoes, it really isn't considered naked this time!

Rushing forward, Lind believed that he had mastered the rhythm of the so-called "Banshee Dream" world. His power came from strange weapons and equipment. If he wanted to go further, he had to seize the power of the wandering monsters.

Lind, who had put on a set of blessed equipment in a flash, predicted that his strength had returned to the level of a great knight. It was a pity that his previous powers could not be used.

Wearing a set of rotten armor, with a shield in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, and a bow behind his back, Lind has armed himself to the teeth.

But he had just crossed the plain and had not yet really approached the mountains.

(End of this chapter)