After that topic, several people stopped talking and walked in silence towards the direction where Hugo could also gradually smell the smell of alcohol. Soon after, a thick tree with a shiny bark but covered with many scars appeared in front of everyone. "This is the wine tree. There are many dead bugs around the tree. They are like this because they drank the sap of the wine tree and got drunk. Does anyone want to try it? Although the taste is not very good, it has a refreshing effect. But you will get drunk if you drink too much, but I have never heard of anyone getting drunk from the sap of the wine tree." Antinomi took out a long knife and made a slash on the trunk of the wine tree. Soon, bright yellow sap began to seep out from the wounds on the tree trunk. After accumulating too much, it began to flow down along the knife marks, dripping into the bottle that Antinomi had prepared below. Hugo sniffed, and the aroma of wine in the air became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but ask: "How bad is the taste?" "Well there are a lot of impurities. After purification, the taste will become better. A little. Speaking of what kind of bad taste it is it can only be described as disgusting, but it doesn't matter if you drink less." Antinomi changed a small bottle and took a little and handed it to Hugo. Hugo hesitated but stretched out his hand. The rich aroma of wine was so tempting! Hugo took a small sip at first. Surprisingly, there was no strange taste, just some grassy and plant-like smell like the elf wine. Moreover, Hugo felt refreshed soon after taking it in! "It tastes good!" Hugo nodded and praised, then took another sip and found that there was no nausea at all as Antinomi said. "How is it possible" Antinomi just deliberately gave Hugo a little more. The amount just now can definitely make people feel mildly nauseated. When he was studying the wine tree lesson, he was attracted by him. The teacher back then was miserable. "Is this a mutant?" Antinomi also took a sip with suspicion. It tasted really good when he entered the mouth, a wonderful taste similar to the wine of elves But he soon felt a little swelling and pain in his temples. , after a while Antinomi felt a dizzy and nauseated feeling similar to being hit with a stick from behind. Mercedes noticed something unusual about Antinomi, shook her head and helped him sit on the ground. I was about to give Hugo a look but was surprised to find that Hugo was still drinking the sap from the tree! "What's wrong?" Hugo looked at Cecilia, Mercedes and Antinomi, who had just recovered, all looking at him in shock. "It can't be that there's something wrong with your head again" Antinomi remembered what she heard from Boem last time about Hugo's ability to see pores. "There's something wrong with your head!" Before Hugo could answer, Cecilia replied angrily: "Is it really okay?" Then Cecilia asked again worriedly. "Of course it's okay." Hugo replied, spreading his hands. At this time, Gray was really intolerable. For someone like him who was addicted to alcohol, the sap of the wine tree was simply a natural venom, and he was very willing to drink it. He took out the wine bottle in his arms and shook it and found that it was already empty. Gray was even more irritable at the moment. He wanted to leave quickly, but he was afraid that something would happen to them, so he could only smell the alluring aroma of wine and savor the elf wine. The aftertaste is gone. After waiting for a while, Gray looked up and saw that the people finally started to move. He sighed with relief, walked away from the wine tree and followed him. With just a little time difference, Gray almost made a big mistake! "Look, is there a person lying there?" After walking for a while, Antinomi saw a man wearing traveler's clothes lying face down on the ground under a tree not far away. "Already dead." Cecilia couldn't feel the man's blood flow. Although she made this assertion, she still fearfully grabbed Hugo's sleeves and hid behind Hugo. Mercedes prepared to step forward to investigate without saying a word. At this moment, Gray followed Hugo and the others. When their attention was focused on the body not far away, Gray discovered in horror Four skeletons holding daggers were outflanking them! Without much thought, Gray activated his fighting spirit and pounced on the skeleton closest to him, knocked it to the ground and then punched it. If possible, Gray still didn't want Hugo and the others to know his existence. "Ugh." Gray grunted. His punch just now was actually blocked by the bone frame under him and his arm. At this moment, Gray felt as if he had been punched on a steel pipe! "You moved really fast. It seems that you have lived for many years." Gray quickly judged, and then his body ignited with red arrogance. He crossed his arms and grasped the shoulders of the skeleton under him and twisted them hard, immediately pulling the skeleton's arms. TightenedThen, he knocked off the skull's head and rolled away in the opposite direction. The sound of the bones breaking just now was enough to alert Mercedes. Sure enough, Mercedes, who had originally reached for the dead body under the tree, heard the crisp sound of bones breaking behind him, arched his back like a frightened cat, turned around and looked back, and flicked the dagger out of his sleeve with his right hand. , there was a "pounding" sound of the blade trembling, and then the handle of the knife was perfectly embedded in Mercedes' palm. Seeing Mercedes¡¯ strange reaction, Hugo was still stunned, and Cecilia had already sensed the danger, and her eyes began to turn red. "Rain Hugo! Death undead! Undead!" Antinomi looked back and was frightened out of her wits. She saw three skeletons quickly surrounding the four of them, including two faster-moving whole bodies. Except for the dagger in the hand, the top and bottom were all white bones. The other one looked more disgusting. It was rickety when walking, and it wasn't a few pieces of rotten tissue that fell off. "Run! There is a gap over there!" Antinomi observed it for a moment and then wanted to run away, not wanting to be caught by Mercedes: "The undead have hunting talents that are not inferior to humans. They will not Bye bye, leaving a gap, going that way will only be more dangerous. "At this time, the encirclement has been tightened. If you get closer, you will enter a range where you can sprint and fight at close range. Hugo decisively raised his gun and pointed it at him. One of the skeletons that moved faster fired a shot. By chance, Hugo shot the skeleton in the head with one shot. The bullet entered from the left eye socket, tearing off part of the skull and destroying the entire skull. The head was also brought down. The skeleton whose head was blown away suddenly stopped moving. Hugo laughed with joy when he saw this, and couldn't help but feel proud, thinking that his image must be much taller in Cecilia's eyes today. The hot blood rushes straight to the brain, sometimes making it muddy, and sometimes it will instantly increase IQ. At this moment, Hugo thought: "If I shoot a headshot like the sharpshooter in the novel, wouldn't it be perfect?" ?¡± Hugo is also an activist who just does what he says, but in the final analysis, he is very confident because of the "lock-in", so he can go ahead as soon as he activates his mental power! With two bang bang shots, Hugo cleanly knocked away the heads of the other two skeletons. He withdrew the gun and tried to blow away the smoke from the muzzle to look cool. He didn't want to choke on the vapor and coughed until Hugo bent over. Lowered his waist. "Huh? That's not right" Hugo, who closed his eyes and coughed, understood the situation in front of him more clearly. Unlike humans or living creatures, the breath of the undead was blue fire, and now it was scattered in front of Hugo. There were six undead auras, and as expected, there were two undead auras in the gap in the circle farther away, but they were slightly weak. Hugo couldn't help but admire Mercedes' foresight, thinking that if they rushed to the gap There is no chance for him to show off today! Although he was admiring Mercedes, Hugo had come to this conclusion strangely. Before he could feel proud again, he discovered something was wrong - the six dead spirits in front of him were gradually gathering, and The soul aura representing Mercedes around them was escaping out, and more importantly Hugo discovered that there was also a blue and particularly strong soul aura behind them that was swaying "Mei Thades!" Hugo screamed. "It's useless to just knock off the head of the undead. You have to prevent the head of the undead from meeting the body in a short time to truly kill the undead!" Mercedes rushed towards the dead who had just put his head back on his body. Ling, his body was short and he dodged the sharp thrust from the undead's right hand. Although these skeletons moved very quickly, they could never compete with the real assassins due to their physical limitations! The Mercedes dagger lifted and sliced ??off the head of the undead. His left hand circled around the waist to hold the wrist of the undead's left hand. Then he turned around and retreated from the crook of the undead's right arm. The dagger followed. The rotation of the body struck accurately and powerfully at the joint where the undead's right arm connected with the shoulder blade, and the undead's right arm was removed in one fell swoop. "The best way to stop the undead from reattaching their heads is to remove their arms." After Mercedes finished speaking, he casually cut off the other arm of the undead. This dancing figure and astonishing lethality made Hugo dazzled. It wasn't until Antinomi flew out of Hugo's head with a scream that he remembered that there was another one behind him. A powerful looking undead. "Oh!" Antinomi spread her legs at 60 degrees and "sat" on the ground with a muffled groan. Her face turned blue and white, and she couldn't stand up for a while. Hugo couldn't help but look back. There was nothing special about the dead body when it was lying on the ground. When it stood up, it was actually a head taller than Hugo, and its face was rotten. One of its eyes fell out due to the action just now. It came out and rolled to Hugo's feet. Hugo looked down, looked up and smiled miserably at the undead, and was probably ready to fly. PS: I started typing just after I got home, and I was subjected to 14 hours ofThe hard seat is torturing me, let me take a rest