Vol 2 Chapter 45: Strong mentality

The King of the Corpses did not use the weapons in his hand to gather the dead souls and launch an attack, but opened his mouth of horror directly, emitting countless black smoke.
As soon as the ghost untied from its body burst out, it shot around like a sharp sword.
Bud fixed his eyes, and settled in his heart, "It's still an indifferent offensive, negative energy attributes, and that's it."
He developed a tactic. He has come to the back of the happy windmill, and the halfling Nina is tightly pulled against him. In front of him is a soldier who is confident to guard everything. He squats down and shields with a giant shield.
"Dead growl!"
The advanced version of the Wraith Offensive was launched. The darkness erupted in the hall. The light summoned by the mage were wiped out and the endless black dust rolled in. The last sight of the happy windmill was the black smoke, rolling and roaring. Ran to his ghost with anger.
Then he closed his eyes tightly, and lowered his head to hide behind the shield.
There are endless roars in the ears, just like a volcanic eruption, the earth is releasing anger, but there is no real roar. In fact, it is just the resonance of the adventurer's soul and the negative spiritual energy of the outside world, making them dizzy. dizzy.
Budd hugged the halfling tightly. His eyes were not completely dark like the others. A layer of blue light was stuck on the back of the happy windmill. It was a spirit armor released by the mage in time. It was far less effective against physical attacks. Mage armor is reliable, but can greatly reduce the negative energy impact.
"Priest!"
He shouted in his heart that the light white jam shot a bit slower than expected, and it seemed that Bard's sudden request for offensive and defensive conversion was somewhat unexpected.
"Facing the powerful skills attack of the boss, shouldn't it be the first time to protect the teammates and themselves? Besides, the last move of the boss almost killed the team, shouldn't it be better protected this time?"
According to common sense, this is indeed the case, but the pale white jam only hesitated for a moment, and immediately decisively terminated the protective spell being released, and prayed for the powerful offensive Holy Power to come to itself.
The black smoke billowed, and it was menacing.
It took her a little time to abandon her sight and lock the boss with her spirit, but at the last moment she was drowned in the dark, the light white jam released her skills in time.
[Cleaning the Flame of Sin
The holy mage transforms his aversion to evil into a terrible anger, allowing the unclean thing to be thoroughly purified by the heat and the impact of the Holy Power.
Inflict 700+ triple will damage on a single target, and continue to burn the enemy's holy flame for 30 seconds, causing self-intelligence / damage per second. There is a chance to add other strike effects to limit the target evil camp. Otherwise the damage is halved. 】
The white light faintly transmitted by her side extinguished instantly, but a burning fireball appeared from the top of the boss's head, and the pure white holy flame fell violently, wrapping the corpse king inside.
The silent horror howl annihilated instantly, and after a short pause, an extremely painful scream was sounded, and then the black smoke and ghost that were constantly yearning for the center of the boss were also choked off the source. Spread around.
"Light!" Bud greeted his companions, and next second, the leaves of Winter Winter re-summoned the light ball of illumination. At this moment in a little light, everyone looked miserable.
The mage's thin cloth was burned with a few holes, and the yellowish skin could be seen in many places, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, and stared at the center of the field without blinking.
The pale white jam is slightly better than her. The holy power that has just condensed the ghosts who rushed near her instinctively to avoid it, and the boss offensive stopped shortly after the shot, so the damage was slightly lighter, only the continuous cast made her Loss of energy and some headaches.
However, compared to several melee combatants, distant casters have suffered fewer attacks.
Happy Windmill is the closest, and it has suffered the most damage, even with the support of Spirit Armor.
In the teammate column, the red and black health value reminder is so eye-catching when dead blood, Bud can see even without data link.
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"Well! It's worse than killing a pig. I'd rather listen to the previous one!"
At this moment, he showed the strength and stubbornness of the man. Although his legs were weak and his broken body could only stand on the giant shield, his mouth was full of contempt for the enemy.
Nina ran over to support the fighter, and was just taken by Badra. The three of them were in a straight line, minimizing the damage, so she was the best.
Bud also flashed forward, with one hand taking out the piccolo to bless the state spell again, and the other hand pointing the fine-stabbed sword forward, sending a message to his teammates in the mournful sound of the boss.
"Go on!"
Needless to say, instead of the seriously wounded warrior, he reached the forefront with his small body, his sword fluttered and the song kept on, and the weak corpse king was tired to deal with the provocation of a bard.
"Leaning and lowering your head, moving 3 steps forward, the weapon struck obliquely upwards, 80% of the force, turned back, jumped and stabbed, jumped back immediately after landing, and then swung the body 45 degrees, looking for an angle to shoot ..."
Time and again, Bard's figure was like a butterfly wearing flowers, and he kept wounds around his slow boss.
"The endurance value is not enough. Change the voiceless voice. There is the last remaining trap on the 15th step to the right. Take advantage of it!" Bard gasped, his chest constantly undulating like a box. Every movement is in his own calculations, how to dodge, how to fight back, one by one, the data appears precisely in his head, and the body mysteriously listens to his call, and each action does exactly the same.
At this moment, he is playing the boss as if he is bullying, and he is completely crazy!
Fortunately, Bud's teammates are not crazy. Although all of them were deterred by the superb fighting skills displayed by Bud at this time, when he successfully introduced the boss into the trap, the long-range strike immediately followed, and at the same time, he recovered completely. Happy Windmill also re-entered the venue, taking over the boss.
"Brother Captain, let's take a break first. Let's come and you just have to give us pointers!" Nina, the halfling, also fully recovered while taking the opportunity, and some distressedly pulled down sweat, Buddy's footsteps, and he and the soldier rushed Go up.
"Whew, wow ..."
Waking up from continuous battles, although Bud was extremely tired due to a long burst of muscles, he was very happy inside!
"Is this ... the pleasure of fighting?" He had never tried such a monster before. Although there were some melees and a lot of experience, they were honed in countless failures in the past. This kind of combat genius is a general, squandering his talents and fighting in a state of ease. For him, it is so fresh and so exciting!
At this moment, the powerful boss is not the only enemy that must be cautious and well-planned in Bud's eyes, but the opponent who makes him eager to try and fight with him.
Thanks to the mysterious core of data, from now on, this little bard has mastered the heart of the warrior, plus the wisdom of his mage who has surpassed ordinary people, a future strong man has finally taken shape.
This is a huge change in one's own mentality, rather than the strength built up solely by external forces.
The next battle is still not simple. The roar of Necroids interrupted by Bud is not just a few. After a while, the scattered ghosts re-gathered by negative energy, and controlled the ground and the skull fragments to stand up again. The number is not the first. There are so many skulls, but it also brings some trouble to the team.
The three-man squad led by Bard cooperated with each other, trapped the boss, and smashed the harassment attack of the skull without much effort. The legal profession without melee protection was more threatened, but at this time, the pale white jam showed its strength again. , Put down the long-range cast, took out a smooth stick, guarded next to the leaves of winter and crushed countless skeletons for her.
It just seems that because the opponent does not have a vital part in the traditional sense, some restricted tactics of the violent priest are useless, which makes her a little depressed, but it may also be that she can only look at the firing of the division's battery!
Anyway, with the final blow, the King of the Corpse slammed to the ground, smashing the fragments of a little skull brother, and at the same time the system issued a pleasant reminder in everyone's ear.
"Congratulations, the adventurer team led by Bud, Happy Windmill, Strong White Jam, Nina, and Winter's Leaves have successfully cleaned the first floor of the 20th-level five-player copy of Toras' Tomb. The copy system is officially open to players!"
Sounding systematic reminders throughout Genesis, their names on Bud's eyes reappeared in everyone's sight, and beyond.
"Congratulations to Bud, the adventurer, for successfully killing Boss Thras I. You have been rewarded by the system. Whether you can receive it now, or you can collect it after all the customs clearance, the reward will be doubled!"
"The first floor of the copy, Theras I." Bud watched his teammates happily picking up the loot that the boss dropped from the ground. He thought of the copy information obtained before he came in. He already had an idea in his mind. "It seems that there is no Think so simple! "