Pfft!
"ah--"
"Tap tap open! Tap tap open!"
Samurai were wielding their swords, while monks chanted sutras and provided buffs in the rear.
It looked exactly like an army with both offensive and defensive capabilities.
But no matter what methods they used, they couldn't break through the defenses of the skeletons.
Not only that.
They were even constantly hunted down by gargoyles that flew down from the sky.
Their own front lines were starting to falter.
"What is that?!"
At a time when the battle lines are difficult to maintain.
A sharp-eyed samurai suddenly noticed that among the skeletons attacking them, besides those wearing purplish-black armor, there was also a very small number of skeletons wearing samurai armor.
"A skeleton wearing a torso?"
"Isn't that Yuanzhong's armor?! And that skeleton! And the one it's carrying is Ranmaru's katana!"
They easily discovered that the skeletons were carrying familiar items.
From weapons to armor.
There was even a skeleton with half a foot clamp hanging from its foot!
Good heavens!
In the blink of an eye, everyone has become so inhumane?
"They! They've all turned into skeletons!?"
"Run!"
"They are demons! They are demons!"
With a simple move, he directly broke through the psychological defenses of these people.
No! It doesn't even qualify as a move!
After all, turning people into skeletons is just a routine operation for necromancers.
They were just a little flustered because it was their first time meeting him.
The fastest runners here are the monks who are applying buffs from the back.
"Tap tap open! Tap tap open! Don't run away!"
Although some of them tried to stop the escapees, it was to no avail.
Once morale collapses, it collapses; there's no way to salvage it.
And the results are often quite obvious.
Annihilated!
Happily, hand in hand, let's join those 'acquaintances' who have become skeletons and become part of Ouyang Qianjin's army.
"Shh—another professional player above level 50!"
Sitting inside the pumpkin carriage, Miss Ouyang held a cup of hot tea and whistled very flippantly.
Another professional player above level 50 appeared in that group just now.
This caused Ouyang Qianjin's level to jump from level 60 to level 63 as if she were on a plane.
This is just what I've gained in just a few hours.
This was arguably the easiest promotion I've ever made since switching jobs, even easier than when I "scraped" levels from my younger brother.
After all, two of the three levels were gained while Ouyang Qianjin was sleeping.
Although level 50 already incurs an experience penalty for a high-level professional like myself, at least I can still level up!
If the entire Hachizu Shrine and the bathing beach were to be swept away, how many levels would that upgrade!
Ouyang Qianjin thought this 'wickedly'.
"Aha—which wave is this now?"
Ouyang Qianjin yawned and asked Sebastian.
She was woken up by the noise.
I was woken up by the loud fighting noises outside.
Originally, after dinner yesterday, Ouyang Qianjin went to bed, intending to go to bed early and get up early.
But before going to bed, I suddenly came across a novel that I thought was pretty good.
As a result, I don't know when I fell asleep.
When I woke up, this was the state I was in; I could only rely on hot, strong tea to keep myself going.
"Since the first few people were discovered five hours ago, a total of five groups of people have arrived, and all of them have been defeated."
"Our army killed 311 enemy soldiers, but lost 51 Skeleton Generals and 13 Gargoyles."
"Add 288 Skeleton Generals."
Because Sebastian was appointed as a 'butler' by Ouyang Qianjin, he also has a specific number of Ouyang Qianjin's troops.
It's all in my head.
It can be said that after each battle, he would prepare a battle damage report for Ouyang Qianjin.
However, for Miss Ouyang, this was simply a trivial matter.
After all, many died, but even more were replenished.
"Five hours? That means I must have slept for at least five hours... That's alright, not enough to cause sudden death."
After hearing Sebastian's report, Lady Ouyang indeed did not take the battle losses to heart.
Instead, they are extremely worried about their sleep duration.
Although he is a necromancer.
Although he has plenty of mental energy.
But sleeping doesn't necessarily have to be about replenishing mental energy.
There are also a series of questions about beauty, skin, melanin, and so on.
"No, the young lady was still studying during the first wave."
Reading books... that's quite an understatement.
Sebastian's answer almost brought Ouyang Qianjin to tears.
So you mean you didn't even get five hours of sleep?
"Damn it, do those animals really enjoy disturbing my sleep? Who's going to take responsibility if my skin gets worse and my pores get bigger?"
Ouyang Qianjin gritted her teeth and put down her teacup, then turned off Dark Eye.
Now, the places I pass by are littered with corpses.
They were all dressed as samurai armor or monks.
It's obvious at a glance that it's from Japan, the land of cherry blossoms.
that is……
"Tsk tsk, do these guys have some kind of serious illness? How come they even have the same skill points?"
Ouyang Qianjin rested her chin on her hand.
to be honest.
This was the first time Ouyang Qianjin had ever encountered such a uniform, "military-style" mode where even skill points were allocated in unison.
It's important to know that most of the people who survive after Advent Day have their own goals.
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