Soon, Imrik woke up and found that he seemed to be in a dilapidated house. The moldy wood, straw on the bed, and the black ash in the fireplace all showed that this house had been empty for a long time.

people live in.

He was leaning on the edge of the bed, while the other six people were in various locations in the house. There was no rush to check the surrounding environment. There was one thing that needed to be checked first, and that was the situation of the cowhide book.

I concentrated my mind and found that the cowhide book was in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. I tried to use all my concentration to open it, but this time I didn’t spend too much energy. It was as easy as opening a book and reading. The first page I opened was the Dark Wanderer.

Imric tried to continue flipping through the patterns, and found that it was indeed possible.

There is a seven-column table on the second page, just like a register, and there are several data in the table.

The name, occupation, skills, and text were in English, and the writing medium was a quill. Imrik could tell that the first column was his own information, and it was clearly written on it.

Name: Imrik, occupation: Paladin, skills: blank.

Others are different. Masnow and Bruni are paladins like themselves, while Davian and Coster are barbarians. Hadaris and Daret are mages and druids respectively.

Good guy, this is really a stupid lineup, there is not even a long-range shooter or assassin.

Resisting the urge to complain, he continued to scroll down, wanting to see if there was something similar to a career panel, but there was none. Just when Imrik was thinking hard about the relationship between this career and skills.

, suddenly thought of something in Diablo 2, which is extra skill points.

"Is the way to point skills the extra skill points obtained by completing those tasks?"

Good guy, if this is the case, Imric is a little excited when he thinks of the attack and protective halo effects of the Paladin skills, but now is not the time to think about it. Let’s find out about this place first. It’s best to be in Rogge Camp.

If it is nearby, then you can directly go to Akara to accept the mission, and then kill the corpse to get angry to test this idea.

After killing a zombie, Imrik hurriedly opened the cowhide book to see if a new interface would appear, because according to the rules of the game, even low-level enemies would have some experience points, but unfortunately his expectations turned out to be

False, the cowhide book is still the same as before, without any movement.

This is one of the most important purposes of this trip. If you can use the blue stripe mage, you may be able to get rid of the influence of many magical winds.

"This place should be the bloody wasteland outside Rogge's camp. There are only zombies, wire-haired rats and fallen demons."

While Imrik was still thinking, several people woke up one after another. When they saw Imrik holding a wooden stick and looking outside, they quickly asked him what the situation was now.

Waiting for a few people to wake up, Imrik walked to the window and looked outside. He found that many monsters like zombies and giant rats were wandering in the open land. With Asur's keen vision and the dragon's gift, he

From Fu Guo's body, he could vaguely see some red little devils with long horns surrounding the stone pillars in the distance.

Seeing this scene, Imrik was a little angry. This was completely making the game more difficult for him. He stretched his arms towards a zombie and loudly ordered the six people, "Proud Caledor knights, kill these ugly gangs."

Monster, charge with me."

The mage who was using the flame nodded, extinguished the flame in his hand, and waited for Imrik's next order.

Very good, it was almost as he expected. Imrik didn’t want to ask too much about the reason for this situation. Professional things were left to professionals to think about. This was something he had understood before, so he ordered the two of them, "I need you.

Pay attention to the way this magic is used, and it is best to summarize the rules."

Let them find a few wooden sticks to defend themselves. Although they should be able to kill Rogge's camp with bare hands, it still feels like they are missing something if they don't have anything in their hands.

"Hadarius, Darrett, can you two cast spells?"

Explained to several people, "The ancestors used magic to transport us to this world. This world is similar to ours and has been invaded by those ugly demons. The ancestors gave me some tips to help the people in this world resist the demons."

The invasion came to save them, because the people here are very different from us. For the rest of the journey, when you face people in this world, don’t speak casually."

Hardaris and Daret tried to condense a ball of fire from their hands. The brightness of the fire was not low, lighting up the whole room, but their tightened brows showed that they must have encountered some problem, and they hurriedly asked.

The leader of the two was Hadaris, who had been in the Flame Tower longer than Darrett. He did not extinguish the flames in his hands, but still frowned, "Prince, we usually use the energy in our bodies to mobilize the battlefield.

The magic wind on the screen releases spells. The current situation is that we can feel the energy similar to the magic wind around us, but it is difficult to mobilize. We can only use the energy in the body to cast spells, but the energy consumption is much less than expected."

Seeing that several people were ready, Imrik led the people out of the abandoned room, stretched out his arms towards the bloody wasteland outside and shouted, "Big Pineapple, your Grandpa Imrik is here."

But Imrik didn't care about what they thought. He directly took the table legs removed from the wooden table and hit the zombies that approached after hearing his roar. With the law of speed and force, the zombies were hard and strong.

The zombie's head did not explode, but the fragile spine obviously could not withstand the force. The zombie's neck was directly disconnected, and then the head flew to the side.

He didn't have any equipment on his body. He was still wearing linen clothes. He casually pulled off the legs of the wooden table and waved it around. He felt that his strength had not been weakened. Apart from the fact that the equipment on his body was not good, in the first scene, it might be

Enter the novice village with a maxed-level queen and crush them without any pressure.

Masnow and Bruni just looked at Imric's inexplicable movements, and looked at each other, as if saying, "Did the prince have a brain cramp? Why did he roar inexplicably? There are only some undead creatures and giants outside."

Rat, where did the big pineapple come from?"

I am very worried that these Long Aotian will look at people with their noses and miss the skill points they want to obtain. I have to restrain their behavior before continuing.

Masnot and Bruni looked at each other again. These two people had fought side by side many times and were very familiar with each other. Their eyes seemed to say, "Is the prince not mentally normal due to the appearance of his ancestors? This

The weak, slow-moving zombies still have to charge."

While the two were still making eye contact, Davian had already rushed out. Ever since he first heard that Imrik had accepted the mission of a dragon tamer to save the world from being invaded by demons, this young man who longed for honor had

People can no longer hold back their excitement and can't wait to gain honors.

Saving the world is an honor that only a few people in Ulthuan have. Aenarion, the guardian of the first generation Phoenix King, and Caledor Dragon Tamer, the guardian of Ulthuan. Thinking of the honors of these people makes Davian

He couldn't wait to express himself. Although it was just a few undead creatures, Davian believed that this was the first step of honor. The heroes in countless stories did not start by killing the weakest ones first.

Seeing that Davian had already stepped forward with a chicken leg stick, the remaining few people could not continue to fish, so they began to show some real skills. The hundreds of years of combat training were completely irresistible to these zombies, and soon they surrounded them.

Clean it up.
Chapter completed!