Chapter 21：Killing the Mutant Demonic Corpse

A large number of experience points wildly poured into Sean's body. The increase allowed Sean to see the exact number of demonic corpses that were dead on the ground below them.

When he had been rank one, he had felt extremely uncomfortable whenever experience points entered his body after killing a rank two Wind Striped Black Wolf. Now, when he killed rank-three demonic corpses as a rank-two person, the influx of a large number of experience points was not as painful anymore. It amazed Sean.

The others did not understand. They thought that Sean's surprise was related to the demonic corpses in the pond.

Drouin glanced down and saw that the demonic corpses that were still alive were still struggling. They even tried to climb out of the water pond but were contaminated by the burning elixirs and explosive powder. How could the flame be extinguished so easily? No matter how much they struggled, it was futile.

The element Flame was naturally feared by the undead spirits, so it was guaranteed way of dealing with them.

Watching the demonic corpses struggle within the sea of fire, Drouin and the others did not feel the slightest bit of excitement. The two guards were silent for a moment before they said a few words in a low voice. Sean did not listen to them carefully but picked up on a few words such as "may you guys rest in peace." He saw them in a new light.

After getting rid of the demonic corpses that had hindered their journey, everyone immediately rushed back, as there was a more difficult mutant demon corpse waiting for them.

The "Dark Outpost" dungeon was not considered too difficult. However, it could not be considered easy either.

One of the most important steps was to pull the group forward while pulling all the demonic corpses in the dungeon along. If that step was not handled well, then the entire team would be exterminated. Even back in the game, many teams were not able to complete that step perfectly. In the end, their teams were destroyed. After all, a commander type mutant demonic corpse was not easy to take care of.

However, Sean had confidence in completing that step since he dared to play like that.

He remembered that the strategy was developed by the guild that he had signed a contract with inside the game. However, at that time, it was a thief who was responsible for luring the beast. The thief was said to have a murderous aura who had stirred up the entire "Prosperity." His partner was a man who had played as a knight profession for 30 years and was known as the "Wall of Vanity." Those two alone were enough to deal with the demonic corpses. They did not require help from others.

Later?

Later, when he started to delve into dungeons with a team he had led himself, those adults had turned into professional players.

However, that dungeon was only the "Dark Outpost" and was not difficult for Sean to beat.

After completing the first step, the next battle would be a lot easier.

It was just a mutant demonic corpse who had become a commander without any followers.

A mournful scream suddenly sounded in the distance.

Sean and Drouin's expressions quickly changed, and they increased their speed. The two guards hastily followed them.

By the time they arrived at the house, the mutant demonic corpse had already forcefully climbed up onto the roof. It had a lot more arrows on its body, but that had not killed it. On the contrary, it had provoked its murderous intent. Coupled with watching the army of demonic corpses under its command being destroyed, the fury within the mutant demonic corpse became more obvious. Its eyes shone a scarlet light. The mutant demonic corpse was on the brink of fury.

It was carrying a man wearing leather armor in its hand.

The man was the archer from Sean's team. It was unknown where his longbow had gone. Although the quiver was still hanging on his body, the arrows were scattered all around the roof. The mutant demonic corpse's left hand had pierced the archer's body, and fresh blood was flowing from the fingernails that had been used to pierce the body. The blood gathered onto the fingertips and continuously dripped, making a 'da-da' sound.

It was obvious that the scream earlier had come from the archer. He was now dead.

"You guys can come down!" Sean shouted. There was no point in letting them stay on the roof now. All the work that had to be done was completed. The only thing left now was a head-to-head fight.

Without the slightest hesitation, Old Pete turned and picked up Cecilia. He was the first to jump off the roof, and as soon as he was off, he began to run wildly.

Among the series of arrows shot earlier, he had been the fiercest. Therefore, the mutant demonic corpse hated him the most. When it finally managed to get up onto the roof for a sneak attack, Old Pete had avoided the danger before it happened with the sense of crisis his beast-like awareness had given him. The archer who stood next to Old Pete was not so lucky. He did not have a keen perception like Old Pete, so by the time he had sensed a wind was heading towards him from behind, the fingernails of that mutant demonic corpse had already pierced his body.

Although Halle was fat, his response was not slow. Under the protection of the guard, the two of them soon descended to the ground. That guard couldn't carry Halle like Old Pete had carried Cecilia.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one left on the roof. After looking around, the mutant demonic corpse let out another angry roar. Then, it bit the archer's neck. A large amount of fresh blood suddenly spurted out and made the body of the mutant demonic corpse a bit more colorful. After fiercely drinking a few sips, the mutant demonic corpse seemed to have had enough to drink. It then shot up towards the sky and threw the body aside.

"Shoot another arrow at him!" Sean said in a low voice, as he saw Old Pete running towards him with Cecilia in his arms and the guard running towards him while protecting Halle.

"But..." Everyone was stunned. Even Cecilia had a surprised expression. "It's already on the brink of fury."

"Let it become furious," Sean said lightly. "All you guys have to do is survive its killing."

The words were said to the three guards.

Everyone looked at each other and immediately understood Sean's plan. It seemed that they had no other choice.

Old Pete did not hesitate. He sighed lightly and then drew the bow and an arrow. This time, however, he took out a full moon bowstring.

There was a slight crackling sound of the bowstring of the full moon. The crack slowly extended up the bow. It was obvious that the previous shots had resulted in some irreparable damage to the bow. Sean glanced at it before he stopped looking in that direction. That result meant that the shots earlier had been urgent and fierce. They would have been impossible to stop.

Hum!

Ding!

Two soft sounds were heard at the same time.

The arrow had shot off the string!

The bow had snapped!

The steel string of the broken bow brushed across Old Pete's cheek and drew a line of blood. However, it seemed that Old Pete had not heard the sounds. He loosened his left hand and dropped the broken bow, and his right grabbed a long spear. With a little bit of strength, he pulled the long spear out.

The arrow had pierced the left shoulder of the mutant demonic corpse as a faster, fiercer and stronger shot. This made it howl from pain and anger.

[Name: Mutant Demonic Corpse (fury)]

[Face: Undead Spirit]

[Class: Demonic Corpse (rank three)]

[Attributes: Strength: 55; Agility: 55; Endurance: 4; Wisdom: 2; Will: 2]

The data about the mutant demon corpse that Sean saw jumped wildly in front of his eyes. After a while, it finally stopped.

The corners of Sean's mouth raised slightly. He was afraid that it wouldn't become furious.

Could a BOSS, with only four endurance points left, create a storm? Even though its strength and agility gave it an absolute advantage, such a low agility score meant that its body had become broken and disabled. Any attack would be fatal for it!

Of course, it was the same for Sean and the others.

But strength and agility of more than 30 points was already a disastrous number for Sean and the others, so what difference would it make if it was more than 40 points?

A blurry shadow disappeared from the roof.

A sharp whistling sound exploded in the outpost camp, and the mutant demonic corpse was moving so quickly that it could not be captured by the eyes of Sean and the others.

However, did Sean need to capture it?

"Protect Old Pete!" Sean was still commanding calmly as if they were not on a dangerous battlefield at the moment. "Old Pete, get down!... Shield barrier! Everyone else spread out as far away as possible!"

Everyone was used to Sean giving orders. Therefore, when they heard Sean's command, they unconsciously followed it.

The three guards immediately stood side by side and raised their shields at the same time. To ensure the strength of their defense, the three guards sank their center of gravity lower and displayed a horse stance. Their curved blades were already inserted into the ground as if trying to use the support of the ground. Old Pete also did not hesitate to squat down. For a retired soldier like him, that kind of behavior was not risking his reputation at all. No matter how much he wanted a good reputation, it was not as important as his life.

"Bang!"

Sound waves exploded around everyone, and the terrifying tremor made them unsteady and dizzy, to the point of wanting to vomit blood.

The situation for everyone else was not much better. One of the guards was hit head-on, and his situation was even worse. The round shield in his hand had been blown into pieces from the impact. The curved blade that was inserted on the ground had not been able to withstand such a strong impact either, and it had snapped in half. The guard had been flung out like a broken kite, spurting fresh blood wherever he went. Then, he fell heavily on the ground. They did not know whether he was still alive or dead.

However, at that moment, no one could distract themselves and go take care of him.

"Shield attack!" Sean gave a new order.

The remaining two guards immediately attacked from left and right. The round shield in their hands slammed towards the mutant demonic corpse like a brick. The tremor from the sound wave earlier also had a massive impact on the mutant demonic corpse, so it was caught by the two guards before it had recovered, one from the left and one from the right. The mutant demonic corpse was completely stuck between the two shields.

As its will and wisdom attributes plunged, the mutant demonic corpse lost its ability to analyze the situation. As the attacks had made it dizzy, it became even more difficult for the mutant demonic corpse to recover. This was because it no longer had a strong will.

Looking at the unstable mutant demonic corpse, Drouin and Old Pete also did not hesitate as one moved to the front and the other to the right, one holding a sword and the other holding a spear. Both of them stabbed towards the mutant demonic corpse's head. Cecilia held up her face, which had turned pale from the impact of the tremor, and started to chant a spell. She summoned a real fireball and blasted it onto the body of the mutant demonic corpse.

The attacks pierced the brain and were coupled with the burning flames. Even if the mutant demonic corpse had been a rank five monster, it would not have been able to survive.

Looking at the burning flames on the ground, Sean finally spat out the blood that was in his throat. He had stood too close to the tremor that broke out earlier. Because he was not in a rank-three class like Old Pete, the blow had had a huge impact on him.

Sean was filled with pride.

So what if its strength and agility were higher? The mutant demonic corpse was just as weak as any other monster when it wasn't able to display its full strength!