The witchcraft master suddenly closed the small attic window and leaned in front of Fang Xingyang.

The familiar aroma hit his face, and every time he saw her doing this, Fang Xingyang felt like she wanted to suffocate him with her breasts.

"Little guy, if you hadn't looked so weak, I would have thought that you had offended the Great Undead Lord."

The sorcerer leaned into his ear and breathed like a orchid.

"Except for the time when the Great Necromancer came in person many years ago, such a powerful Necromancer has almost never appeared in the Storm Corridor, except of course, your store manager."

"It's just that judging from the current situation, even your store manager has been defeated..."

As soon as he heard this, Fang Xingyang's face turned pale. He forced himself to move to the small window and looked out.

He saw that the small Chaos Undead outside the wall that had just injured him had been killed by the Witch Doll. Its body had completely collapsed and looked like a pile of broken bones scattered on the ground.

At the end of the alley, the large Chaos Undead that had just attacked their shop was already chasing them.

Fang Xingyang also saw that there was indeed half a rattling iron chain hanging on one of the tentacles of the Chaos Undead.

That's the chain at the end of his shop manager's scythe...

"The store manager..."

"Don't worry, your store manager won't die, the undead won't die so easily."

Fang Xingyang was still nervous, "Then can you beat it? It seems to be coming for me."

The sorcerer frowned, "It's hard to say, but for the sake of you and me having fun, if you can agree to a few conditions... I will give it a try."

"What conditions?" Fang Xingyang's hand covered her waist where she couldn't see it.

A wicked smile appeared on the face of the witchcraft master, "I see that many customers on the commission system are rushing to get you... If I help you this time, you must agree... to serve only me."

Fang Xingyang's face suddenly fell.

"Sister, please, we are a serious commission shop, not a chicken coop! I am okay with cleaning and moving things, but your request... is simply scarier than those succubi. I'm sorry that I can't agree to you, that would be

Let other customers be prejudiced against us!”

"Princess, let's go." After Fang Xingyang finished speaking, he took the dark elf's hand and turned to leave.

"Wait...what service? Don't you just serve people? Why didn't you agree to her?" the dark elf asked doubtfully behind him.

Fang Xingyang was helpless, "You are still young, you don't understand... Although our store can accept any commission, there are some red lines. She just wants me to run a red light."

Behind him, the witchcraft master's laughter came, "Huh? Don't you just like running red lights? I remember they also like to call you the 'Red Light Warrior'."

Fang Xingyang said directly (ー_ー)ノ.

"What, what red light warrior! Where did you hear these gossips from?"

As soon as Fang Xingyang finished speaking, he saw that the window of the small attic was blocked by a touch of oppressive black.

"go out!"

The witchcraft master sensed that something was wrong and teleported them to an alley next to the small castle with a wave of his hand.

The dark elf looked at all this with curiosity. The next second, a dull sound of breaking wind came from above.

A huge black tentacle swung past, cutting off the small spire where they were just now.

"Humph... It seems that our red light warrior still has a lot of personality... Then I will reluctantly help you. After all, it destroyed my backyard!"

After saying that, the witchcraft master raised the particularly evil-looking witchcraft doll in his hand and pointed it at the chaotic undead, chanting a spell that Fang Xingyang could not understand.

Then, she slowly pulled out a white ribbon that formed the body of the witchcraft doll from the doll's body. The ribbon was also covered with symbols that Fang Xingyang could not understand.

After the entire ribbon was pulled out of the witch doll's body, it immediately burned in the air. When the entire ribbon was pulled out, the end of the ribbon was burned into ashes and floated into the air.

And beside the chaotic undead, countless obscure symbols gathered around the chaotic undead, surrounding it like a chain.

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the witchcraft master.

"Oh? Did the fatal spell only have a certain restrictive effect on it?"

After saying that, the witchcraft master pulled out the second ribbon in the same way, and muttered a completely different incantation.

Soon, a second spell binding chain appeared next to the Chaos Undead, and its movement speed slowed down as a result.

"Little guy, I advise you to run away as soon as possible. This thing is much stronger than I thought."

"For most people, if they fall under such a spell, not even ashes will be left."

The witchcraft master said, pulling out the last white ribbon on the witchcraft doll.

At the same time, two tentacles suddenly flew out of the Chaos Undead that had been bound by the curse. The two tentacles were connected end to end in the air and flew towards Fang Xingyang like two circles.

"Then I'll run away, take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Fang Xingyang gestured to the dark elf and led the dark elf running wildly along the alley.

And above his head, the two black circles followed him all the time, making people uneasy like the god of death coming to claim his life.

[Ding—Activate the hidden mission: [The Final Carnival of the Dead]]

[Mission details: You are being hunted by super powerful undead spirits of unknown origin, and everything seems to be going in a bad direction. 】

Before the system's broadcast was over, Fang Xingyang heard the howling of the sorcerer coming from behind him.

[Mission goal: Survive! Countdown——15:00:00]

Immediately afterwards, another countdown like the one during the "rapid fire trial" appeared in front of Fang Xingyang's eyes.

This was the first time he encountered such a task, the only one with a countdown as the goal and no reward stated.

Does the system mean that you only need to survive for 15 minutes?

As I was thinking, a terrible sound of breaking wind suddenly came from above my head.

Fang Xingyang instinctively jumped forward, and a long black thorn landed where he was half a second ago, directly creating a big hole in the ground.

Just judging from the size of the hole in the ground, it can be seen that the attack power of this chaotic undead is much higher than that of the dark elf archer who dueled with him in the first place.

Fang Xingyang tried to shoot down the two black rings above his head while escaping, but unfortunately the two rings were like a high-tech intelligent floating cannon, using frequent alternating firepower so that he had no chance to fight back.

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Finally, when Fang Xingyang ran out of the alley and came to the wide road in front of the store, the two rings above his head also changed his tactics.

The two rings were one behind the other, attacking back and forth in a pincer attack. Fang Xingyang was hit by one of the rings and flew straight towards the building on the side.

Beside him, the panicked dark elf was helpless. The extent of Fang Xingyang's injuries was still unclear, and even her saliva could not accurately treat him...

The target of the opponent's attack was very clear, and the dark elf was completely ignored. The two rings turned into two tentacles and slapped Fang Xingyang's body one by one.

After each beating, there would be a sound of bones breaking from Fang Xingyang's body.

[Ding——Body damage: 28%]

[Ding——You have entered [Absolute Defense] mode]

[Ding--The degree of damage to the body: 45%, please find rescue means immediately!]

【bite--……】

After a while, Fang Xingyang was almost forced into a nearby building by the two tentacles thicker than his legs.

Even he himself couldn't believe that those two tentacles could even smash the outer walls of the building, but he could still clearly hear the system's announcement...

Boom!

Not long after, the building behind him collapsed, completely burying him in the smoke and dust.

Fang Xingyang coughed instinctively, and every time he coughed, the wounds on his body hurt terribly.

But soon, he discovered a strange phenomenon.

The pain on his body was actually gradually reducing!

Even though the attacks of the two tentacles are still continuing, a more powerful recovery power seems to have appeared in his body. This recovery power is enough for him to recover from the attacks of the two tentacles!

The collapsed building helped Fang Xingyang block the attack of the two tentacles to a certain extent. Fang Xingyang tried to struggle out of the ruins of the smashed building in horror.
Chapter completed!