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Chapter 43: Dead again

After killing the zombie, Han Dong still looked lingering fear. He had almost no time to think about the battle just now. He killed the zombie entirely with his instinct. The whole process took only ten seconds.

"Can the monsters here be refreshed?" Han Dong glanced at the newly added five soul power in the attribute bar, and suddenly felt a little excited: "Even if I stayed in the first layer and killed the refreshed zombies, I can still use my soul power to increase my level!"

After being excited, Han Dong soon discovered a problem. The refresh time of this zombie seemed to be too long. It took about seven days to refresh. He could only obtain five soul power every seven days. This efficiency made Han Dong immediately give up his previous thoughts.

The most important thing is that Han Dong discovered that the five soul power could no longer improve his physical fitness. The five soul power had improved his physical fitness a little, but now, after obtaining five soul power, whether it is mental power or physical fitness, the plus signs behind are gray.

"It seems that if you want to improve your physical fitness and mental power, you will need more and more soul power in the future..." Han Dong sighed, turned off the attribute interface, and then took out the stored holy light potion, preparing to go to the second floor to hunt down the skeleton mage.

Just when he opened the locker, he was surprised to find that in addition to a bottle of Holy Light Potion, there were some additional materials equipped with Holy Light Potion in the locker.

"Half beans, sunlight grass, moxa reed grass..." Han Dong counted these medicinal materials and found that it turned out to be the materials of six more parts of the Holy Light potion.

"The materials that refine the Holy Light Potion can be refreshed, which is simply a surprise!" Han Dong said to himself, which means that every seven days, he will have six opportunities to refine the Holy Light Potion. And as his proficiency and success rate increase, he can also accumulate more Holy Light Potions in the nightmare world.

Should I continue to refine the Holy Light Potion, or should I kill the skeleton mage on the second floor with the only bottle of Holy Light Potion in my hand? Han Dong hesitated for a moment, closed the locker, held the Holy Light Potion, and walked towards the second floor.

"No matter what, you must first verify the effect of the Holy Light Potion!" Han Dong said in his heart and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

Through the long corridor, Han Dong came to the library on the second floor. The skeleton mage was lying on the desk as if he had seen it for the first time.

At the door of the room, a black robe was quietly lying. Han Dong walked into the room and did not alarm the skeleton mage, picked up the black robe and put it on his body.

Looking at the skeleton mage lying on the table, Han Dong took a deep breath, summoned out the spiritual weapon, took out the holy light potion, held the spiritual weapon in his right hand and the holy light potion in his left hand, and rushed towards the skeleton mage quickly, but after he approached the desk within three meters, the skeleton mage who had been lying on his face sat up directly, grabbed the wooden stick staff next to him, and smashed it hard at Han Dong.

Huh ~

A strong wind blew, and the skeleton mage waved his staff and smashed it hard towards Han Dong's head. A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly burst out from the air.

This attack was full of power. Once Han Dong hit, he might even be broken. Han Dong quickly dodged and waved his spiritual weapon to smash it towards the head of the skeleton mage.

The skeleton mage did not stand up and sat at the desk, like a martial arts master. He flipped his wrist and raised the wooden stick staff in his hand, drew an arc in the air, hitting the ball of the spiritual weapon.

Ding ~

Han Dong's spiritual weapon swung to the outside, and the skeleton mage's wooden stick staff pointed forward and poked Han Dong's chest;

Click!

A severe pain came, Han Dong's face turned pale, and he felt as if he was hit by a bison. He took three or four steps back before he could stand firm.

"Broken, broken..." Han Dong could feel a sharp pain coming from his heart, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, two broken sternums, and the broken sternum twitched, and the strength in his body seemed to be slowly disappearing.

This blow directly caused Han Dong to enter a serious injury state. If he let him leave it alone, he would die of excessive blood loss in no time.

Watching the skeleton mage waving his staff, a mysterious magic circle appeared in front of it out of thin air. In the center of the magic circle, a ball of flame quickly rotated, making a "whim" sound.

Fireball Technique!

Han Dong's face became pale. With his current state, he could not avoid this fatal blow. The fireball technique released by the skeleton mage was extremely powerful. Even if Han Dong was intact, if he was hit head-on, he would not be able to leave a complete corpse.

"Fight!" Han Dong gritted his teeth and let out a low roar, a ferocious look appeared on his face, and rushed towards the skeleton mage desperately, and the spiritual weapon in his hand smashed towards the skeleton mage.

Looking at Han Dong who was stumbled towards him, the corners of the skeleton mage's mouth slightly cracked, as if he was mocking Han Dong for being overestimated.

The flames on the skeleton mage's chest quickly condensed into a fireball the size of a human head, and flew towards Han Dong. Just as the fireball was about to hit Han Dong, Han Dong threw his left hand forward suddenly, and a test tube shining with a light golden light hit the skeleton mage.

Boom ~

The fireball hit Han Dong hard, and a sudden burst of pain spread throughout his body. Then his eyes became dark, and his consciousness fell into darkness. Before he died, he saw that the skeleton mage was also hit by the holy light potion. The light golden light was like a scorching flame, wrapping it up.

…………

I don’t know how long it took, but in the hazy state, Han Dong slowly opened his eyes and he was still lying on his bed.

It was dark outside the window, and it was already two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Die again..."

Han Dong rubbed his eyebrows and endured a burst of pain that was about to explode from his head.

Every time he dies in the Nightmare game, it will bring severe mental pain to Han Dong, and his head is like he is being split by a sharp axe.

Strongly sitting up from the bed, Han Dong began to cross-legged into a meditation state. This is the only way he has mastered to quickly treat the sequelae of death in the game.

One night passed like this.

In the early morning, it was dawn, and noisy sounds came from outside the window, full of the breath of life.

Han Dong opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed deep in his pupils!

"I don't know if the skeleton mage is dead. He has not received any prompts to gain soul power after leaving the game. It is very likely that it is still alive. Let's go and see it tonight. If it is not dead, then refine a few more bottles of holy light potions and use the potions to pile it up to death!" Han Dong said in his heart.

He didn't know what the strength of this skeleton mage was, but he was definitely much better than his first-level spiritual master apprentice. Without the holy light potion, he wouldn't even touch the corner of the skeleton mage's clothes. This reminded him of the details of the previous battle and he was suddenly a little lost.

"Free Fighting, maybe I should really learn some fighting methods, otherwise the efficiency would be too slow just by refining the six Holy Light Potion materials in a week!" Han Dong sighed and took out the leaflet of the Eagle Free Fighting Club from his schoolbag.
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