Chapter 316 Miss Deruis
The manor welcomed another batch of guests. The inexplicable deaths had cast shadows in the hearts of many undead people.

A supernatural-style copy with no health bar and invisible enemies.

"But the reward is very high." In Reina's left hand was a shield with a "repelling" effect, and in her right hand was an ordinary sergeant's sword with a sharp enchantment.

She got all these by shopping.

At this moment, she was applying a bottle of sword oil to the sword. Her skillful movements made the six undead men following her stare at each other.

The undeads could never have imagined that the NPC in front of them would become a mission maniac, and even the entire action team was formed by Reina.

The reason why she did this was for military merit and for shopping!

The team was not a front-line team, but everyone had a certain level of tacit cooperation, so things were relatively calm after entering the manor.

"According to the first law of horror games, there must be jumping faces around the corners!" Sister Li Wansui was talking about the experience she learned from the horror movie clips she saw through her fingers.

"There are no enemies!" Lena just sniffed lightly and walked forward first.

The undead people looked at each other and then chose to follow her quickly.

The manor had not been tidied for a long time, and the dust was picked up as they passed by, sticking to everyone's back like a cloak.

There was no light in the dim environment, and everyone tacitly agreed not to light torches to avoid the fire attracting something prematurely.

"There's a dance hall ahead," Reina said, turning her head. "We must ensure absolute silence!"

She had already seen a figure swaying in the dance hall.

The faint light was hard to tell whether it was a candle flame or some other insect that could emit light. Her vision was not as sharp as her nose.

But there was a smell of blood inside, which meant there was definitely danger.

"This is easy to handle!"

The treasure-stealing banshee was brought up again. Although the gadget was quite unique, her ability to steal sounds was very useful, and it was simply a great prop for stealth.

Reina opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

She had witnessed the strange ways of the undead people acting and doing things many times.

After pushing open the door, seven people hunched over and squeezed into the ballroom. Only one woman in a dress was sitting on the floor.

[Old noble lady Nightingale Carney Gilman, lv11]

【Life: 3000/3000】

A map monster with a very unreasonable health bar cannot even be called an elite monster, but should be called a BOSS.

The other party seemed to be able to sense someone approaching from behind. Miss Nightingale slowly turned her head, revealing her terrifying bird face that really looked like a nightingale. Her mouth had grown into a long and pointed beak, and her slender neck stretched forward.

She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out.

Spreading out his hands, the undead discovered that Miss Nightingale's body had long been integrated with the dress. It was both her dress and her feathers.

Miss Nightingale jumped up with her arms spread out. Under her dress was a pair of curled bird-like claws, which rubbed like blades and produced sparks that stabbed the undead.

Reina took the initiative to step forward and used the "shield counter" shield to successfully deflect the opponent's attack. Long-term cooperation with the undead has given her a set of combat logic.

From the perspective of the undead, the NPCs on their team are simply too strong.

The others reacted quickly and raised their hands to attack.

The explosive bombardment completely enveloped Miss Nightingale, and the blooming light was dazzling. Miss Nightingale broke through the window and fell to the ground. After twitching a few times, she was motionless.

A level 3000 BOSS with 11 HP might have given them a real headache when the game was just starting its internal testing phase, but now I just want to say that it's a bit weak.

Next they encountered two more boss battles.

"Is there nothing else in the entire manor except the BOSS?" Sister Li Wansui said in a low voice.

Reina walked in the front, and the power of the old nobles also made her tremble. She could see that the old nobles were fighting based on instinct. If such power was completely controlled by the vampires...

"Cuckoo~"

Suddenly, laughter was heard and everyone immediately looked up ahead, where there was a staircase.

The sound came from upstairs and penetrated the space.

She was overcome by a shuddering feeling from the bottom of her heart, and the terrifying atmosphere made her feel "death" for the first time in a long time, but the undead people around her didn't feel anything, they just made weird comments and laughed.

The undead cannot sense anyone's power, but can tell the other person's strengths and weaknesses as long as they see it with their own eyes. This is a contradictory ability.

"Don't go up!" Lena reminded the undead.

But that voice had captured their location.

In the quiet corridor, there are landscape paintings by painter Boyd hanging on the wall, and a knight in armor holding a sword standing in the corner, which can only be used as decoration.

A faint light suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Lena felt her heart clenched, and she vaguely had the same fear as when Lind's gaze swept over her that day. However, when she looked at the undead, she found that they had raised their weapons and were watching with smiles on their faces, and were even discussing excitedly.

The dim light expanded rapidly, then suddenly tore the space apart. An extremely long and thin arm stretched out, and laughter came from behind the dim light. The cute voice and the evil scene in front of people made people's backs chill.

"Brothers, take a few slashes first!" An undead rushed forward first.

The strange, bony arm raised up, and it slowly but easily grabbed the undead. Its whitened knuckles locked the undead as it clenched its fists.

"Help!" The other undead rushed forward and surrounded them with weapons raised.

The active attack seemed to have angered the thing that was laughing. The dim light expanded to connect the floor and the ceiling, and a thin and staggering figure squeezed out from it.

It has to hunch over to stay standing.

She was wearing a dress, just like the name of the copy, this was a ball.

The straps of the dress were pulled very long, hanging down to her belly button.

So the chest of the thing in front of me was completely exposed. It had a pair of shriveled and drooping things, like a water bag that was inflated by water, but the water bag was now broken.

It was biting something in its mouth. It was obvious that it had torn it off from somewhere else, one strand at a time. It looked disgusting, like a reproductive weapon, wriggling in its mouth and occasionally spitting out dirty white mucus that was highly toxic.

[Old noble lady Druids, lv22]

【Life: 5535/5800】

The thing in front of them was one of the characters mentioned in "The Raiders of the Royal City". Fortunately, they had heard the "correct version" from Miss Doris. Otherwise, they would have inexplicably begun to sympathize with Lind when they thought that such a thing might be related to him.

The captured undead was still struggling, but Miss Druids had already lifted him up and put him to her mouth, and those wriggling tentacle-like things drilled into the undead's mouth.

(End of this chapter)