Chapter 20：Continuously Killing Monsters

[Name: Mutant Demonic Corpse].

[Race: Undead Spirit]

[Class: Demonic Corpse (rank three)]

[Attributes: Strength: 40; Agility: 35; Endurance: 8; Wisdom: 15; Will: 20]

How could Sean not have seen the arrow that Old Pete had shot?

Following the trajectory of the arrow, the mutant demonic corpse that was hidden in the shadows in the corner of the house had become visible to everyone. Almost right at the moment that Sean saw the mutant demonic corpse, a golden light flashed across his eyes. All the detailed information regarding the mutant demonic corpse instantly appeared clearly in front of Sean's vision. It was exactly like the data Sean had seen back when he was in the game.

Demonic corpses were a class of Undead Spirits. They were born of unwillingness, resentment, longing, and many other grievances through the erosion and condensation of the dark energy. That could be seen from their barbaric, frantic, and vicious eyes. They once hated all living creatures in the world. Their hate was deeper than any other Undead Spirits. However, this type of Undead Spirit was completely different from walking corpses, zombies, and the living dead. Not only were demonic corpses not as slow and lifeless as these other Undead Spirits, but they also had a certain degree of wisdom. After they had absorbed enough dead forces or dark forces, the demonic corpses would become mutant demonic corpses. To a certain extent, they could even remember their professions from when they were alive.

For example, the demonic corpse in front of everyone that was dressed in shabby red clothes had been a commander when it had been still alive. Otherwise, how could it have been so clever in commanding such a large group of demonic corpses to attack other living creatures? Also, just from seeing how many demonic corpses had surrounded the group, it was possible to tell how many people the mutant demonic corpse had mutilated. Among the demonic corpses, other than the soldiers from the Portoroa Kingdom and the Serian Kingdom, there were also many adventurers and pioneers dressed in their clothes.

Demonic corpses were different from ghouls. Even though they were both undead spirits, they were completely the opposite of each other.

Anyone who was killed by a demonic corpse would be attacked by its dead force, and then they would turn into the same kind of demonic corpse. However, these similar Undead Spirits had no wisdom to speak of. They would become slaves to the demonic corpse that had killed them, completely obeying its orders. As soon as there were no more commands given to them, then these demonic corpses would just be zombies and living dead who were a bit more powerful and could run a bit faster.

The most important thing about this Dark Outpost dungeon was that the mutant demonic corpse had to be forced to give up its command.

The second arrow directly pierced into the right shoulder of the mutant demonic corpse, making it roar out even louder than before. Its frantic eyes glowed a bloodthirsty red light. However, it no longer stared at Sean and the others. Instead, it turned its head and looked towards Old Pete and the group that stood on the roof. Then, it let out a threatening hoarse roar.

But did Old Pete care about the threat from a mutant demonic corpse?

He took out a third arrow. However, there was someone next to him who was already one step ahead of him.

The archer!

The humming sound of the bowstring vibrating in the air could be heard as an iron-headed white-feathered arrow shot out like a meteor. The arrow pierced the shoulder of the mutant demonic corpse.

A burning smell spread through the air.

Immediately after that, a second, third, and fourth arrow were shot out. A series of arrows fired continuously by two good archers rained down and pierced the bodies of the mutant demonic corpses like a heavy downpour of rain. Old Pete and the archer had done exactly what Sean had told them to do.

In the beginning, the mutant demonic corpse was able to ignore Old Pete and the others. However, after getting pierced by seven or eight arrows one after another, it could no longer ignore the pain. Even its roars had lost its strength. After all, the endurance attribute of the mutant demonic corpse was only eight points. It was only able to hold on a little bit longer than Cecilia, whose endurance attribute was a little lower. The reason was that it was an undead spirit. However, even though that was the case, the battle would have probably come to an end if the mutant demonic corpse had been pierced just a few more times by Old Pete and the others.

However, reality was very different from the game and came with different problems.

Therefore, the mutant demonic corpse did not dare to underestimate Old Pete and the others any longer. As soon as it turned, it began to move. With that movement, it made Old Pete and the archer frown, as they could no longer shoot the arrows into the mutant demonic corpse. Even though they were able to identify the route the mutant demonic corpse was taking, the speed of their arrows definitely would not be able to keep up!

The speed of the mutant demonic corpse was much faster than they had imagined!

Only Sean knew that the speed of a mutant demonic corpse with an agility attribute of more than 30 points was much faster than anyone present. Coupled with power that was completely above everyone else's, no one could be its opponent if facing it head-on. Even if the guards used their strongest defensive skills, they still might not be able to block the attack from the mutant demonic corpse.

Therefore, the only way was to aim at its weak endurance attribute.

Sean glanced at the mutant demonic corpse, who had been forced out of the army of demonic corpses. Sean immediately gestured with his hand and ran towards the other side. He took several small bottles of red liquid out of the bag on his back at the same time.

Drouin recognized the liquid inside the bottles at a glance.

Burning Elixir.

It was a very low-grade alchemy elixir that could produce different burning effects when combined with different elixirs. However, the most basic effect was that it could make a flame burn longer or spread out. Because the demand for that type of elixir was very high, its price was higher than even a bottle of high-purity neutralizing elixir. The Burning Elixir had reached a price of five silver coins a bottle.

Watching Sean take out that particular elixir, Drouin immediately knew what Sean was going to do. "Cecilia is too far away from here…"

"I have this." Sean pouted and took out another small bag from his backpack. The bag contained dozens of black stones that were the size of fingernails. They glowed with a faint red color. "Using this with the Burning Elixir is enough for the demonic corpses to drink a whole pot. As long as Old Pete and the others can hold back that mutant demonic corpse."

Crushed Fire Stone.

The stone was very commonly used by mercenaries. It was used to make a fire in the wild. As long as the stone was thrown hard, it could ignite a fire. One silver coin could buy a lot of them.

Drouin was a little bit stunned. Everything Sean had taken out was a very ordinary tool that could be sold in general goods stores and potion stores. However, they could all work wonders in places exactly like where they were now.

Looking at Drouin's surprised expression, Sean felt very useful. If he had not prepared the tools, then would he have dared to bring people to such a place?

In reality, if a clerk had traveled with them, then even if that person only had a rank one strength, Sean would have been able to make this journey a lot easier. But fortunately, he had not had very high hopes for that since the beginning, so he had prepared very well. After all, Sean was once a commander who would never rely on luck. Every time he set out, he always made several sets of preparation plans.

On this journey t, two people who were good at archery and two guards were Sean's lowest guarantee. Everyone else was irrelevant.

The strength and agility of the mutant demonic corpse were extremely high. An ordinary rank-three profession would not have been able to rival it. However, the endurance of the mutant demonic corpse was very low. Even back in the game, it was only a few thousand points higher than a Wind Striped Black Wolf. Considering that it was treated as a BOSS, the health points were an insult to its identity. Therefore, during the early periods of battle with the mutant demonic corpse, only long-range professions were able to take care of it. The mutant demonic corpse did not have to be killed, it just had to be pinned down. That way, it would not have time to command the demonic corpses. That was more than enough.

The responsibilities of the guards in the game were even easier. One was responsible for protecting the group with long-range skills to prevent them from being killed too quickly. The other guard was responsible for following closely behind the person in charge of pulling the group forward. Therefore, the speed of that guard had to be a little bit faster.

However, there were a few more guards on the current team. It was obvious that their physical endurance was very good. As long as they did not get surrounded, then they would be fine.

Very soon, Sean, who was leading the group in the front, saw the destination of the journey.

It was a huge pond with a hole that was around 10 meters deep.

"That's..." a guard exclaimed.

Sean ignored the guard and immediately ran to the pond. The others had to catch up quickly. when the group of demonic corpses behind them lost the command from the mutant demonic corpse, the undead spirits were only left with their most basic instinct as a living creature, which was chasing after the living creatures in front of them.

If they had been ordinary people, then they would have been obliged to fight to the death with the Undead Spirits. It seemed that that was the only way for them to prove their fierceness and courage.

However, Sean would not be that stupid.

He was a veteran player, and one of the things that a veteran player was good at doing was getting the most benefits while using the simplest method possible.

For example, continuously killing monsters.

Since the dungeon had been broken a long time ago, Sean knew there were a variety of different strategic methods to pass it. However, in the end, there was only one way that was the simplest and easiest.

Above the pond, there was a horizontal panel that only one person could pass through. Without the slightest hesitation, Sean immediately ran up and over it. He completely ignored the obvious rustiness of the panel. Drouin and the two guards only hesitated for a little bit before they followed after Sean. When everyone had crossed, they looked at the board with surprise, as the board seemed like it could have broken at any moment.

"Don't just stand there!" When Sean saw that everyone had passed across the panel, he immediately shouted at them. "If the demonic corpses fall into the pond, then they won't be able to climb back up. You two are responsible for guarding this path and hitting all the demonic corpses down into the dry pond…You, come here. You are in charge of provoking the brainless things."

After hearing what Sean had said, the two guards immediately stood at the end of the panel without the slightest hesitation. One stood on the left and one on the right, and they displayed a defensive posture.

All the demonic corpses rushed towards them in a line, just like Sean had expected. It seemed as if they could not wait to eat Sean and the others. However, before the demonic corpses were able to swoop at them, the two guards diligently started to block the direction of their attacks. They simply slammed and waved their shields and picked up their blades. They were able to easily slam the demonic corpses into the pond. Just by observing the movements of the two guards, Sean could tell that they were very skilled.

Sean busied himself. First, he threw a few of the bottles of the Burning Elixir in his hand into the pond that had dried up long ago. There were already a few demonic corpses that were struggling to climb out. Then, Sean began to take out a variety of other alchemy potions and powders from his bag.

Drouin watched the scene with a dumbfounded expression.

After Sean had thrown everything into the pond, the last demonic corpse was slammed down into it. The heads of the demonic corpses surged at the bottom of the pond. All of them were struggling, and a mixture of red and white liquids appeared on many of the demonic corpses. They looked extremely disgusting and terrifying. The strange smell from the mix of alchemy potions and various powders, combined with the rotten smell from the demonic corpses, created an extremely revolting odor.

A smile appeared on Sean's face. He opened a small bag, then raised his hand, and the Crushed Fire Stones inside the bag were thrown into the pond.

In the next moment, a roaring flame soared into the sky!