Chapter 1082 The suffocating undead experience
Zou Zhuo and Lin Xue were happily doing quests with the Tauren. They asked old P,""Old P, how's it going on your side? When can we meet up?"
Old P was silent for a few seconds before saying,"I just want to go find you guys now ... It's a long story."
In fact, old P's original intention of choosing the Necromancer was very simple. He saw that the Necromancer in the promotional CG was very handsome. He always felt that this kind of Necromancer looked more impressive than human mages in terms of visual effects.
In the end, he found out later that the person in the cinematics was a Warlock ...
But then again, necromancers were indeed a popular choice. Many players felt that the undead were too ugly, especially their faces. It didn't matter if they pinched their faces or not. Pinching their faces was to find a face that was not too ugly and not that disgusting to change into, so as not to add to their own troubles ...
However, there was also a large group of players who were very fond of the undead, especially the undead's magic class. This was because the way the undead walked was very special, and it was one of the most handsome casting moves among all the races.
Of course, there was another more important reason why there were so many undead mages now. The orcs and Taurens did not have a mage as a profession. As for the giant mages ... How could they be worthy of playing with fireballs?
The tribe didn't have a blood elf race yet, so if the tribe players wanted to play cloth armor classes, the undead were basically their first choice.
In the end, he really entered the game and regretted it.
What the hell, undead were born from tombs?!
But thinking about it, it was quite normal. They were all dead people. If they didn't come out from the cemetery, where would they come out from ... In her mother's womb ... Her mother might have been dead for many years.
And it was a real tomb. There were torches on the walls, piles of bones on the ground, and cobwebs on the walls. It looked dirty.
The entire tomb seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and no one knew when this place would collapse, pressing the newly awakened forsaken into the ground ...
There was no improvement after going out. They were faced with a Cemetery. The worst thing was that many of the graves had been dug up, leaving only a big hole. They didn't know if the bodies had been dug away or if they had woken up and climbed out.
Not to mention the rats that were crawling all over the ground, deathknell was just outside. This town looked like a human village many years ago, but it had now become a novice village for the undead.
The fence outside the town was crooked and had not been maintained for many years. There were many traces of rust and withered vines on it. The ground was grey, probably corroded like in Warcraft.
The trees were withered, the sky was gloomy, and the houses were colorless. Even in broad daylight, they still lit torches.
Old P's current body was about the same height as a human. The only difference was that his clothes were tattered and his body was full of bones. There was not much meat left.
There was no flesh left on his elbows and knees, and his joints were directly exposed. In other words, his body's senses had become particularly dull.
Old P was gnawed by wolves, scratched by bats, and scratched by zombies in the process of fighting monsters. In the end, he basically couldn't feel it himself. Obviously, the pain effect of the undead race was set to particularly low.
In addition, the undead also had a very crazy skill, which was to devour corpses ...
When using this skill, old P had to bend down in front of the corpse and then tear off pieces of meat from the corpse to eat. This was simply amazing.
Fortunately, old P couldn't taste it. He could only feel that he was stuffing something into his mouth to slowly recover his health. As for what it was, he could only rely on his brain to ignore it.
The other was the fighting style of mages.
At the moment, old P only had two attack skills, fireball and Frostbolt. These two were single-target attack skills and required chanting time.
Chanting didn't require the player to chant the spell. The system character would automatically chant the spell in a low voice. At this time, the player's hands began to rise with elements. For example, when chanting fireball, the player's hands would rise with flames and automatically assume the corresponding casting posture.
When the chanting was completed, the players could clearly feel that there was a fireball in their right hand that they could throw. This was the time to show off their FPS skills ...
That's right, throwing fireballs was just like throwing magic in Dark Souls or burning bombs in Bloodborne curse. Players had to rely on their own hands to throw fireballs. If you were born with a weakness in this area ... Hmm, I suggest you change to a physical class ...
Fortunately, the fireballs and frostbolts were not thrown in a parabola, but in a very standard straight line, so it actually felt more like an FPS game. At least old P basically hit 100% of the targets after throwing a few fireballs.
Of course, the premise of his 100% accuracy was that he was fighting brainless monsters like zombies. From the name, it could be seen that these monsters were quite low in intelligence. They only walked in a straight line, so it was natural for him to throw fireballs accurately.
At the same time, Chen Mo considered the fact that the fireballs and arrows of long-ranged classes like magicians and hunters were easier to Dodge, so he added a small increase to the numbers. This meant that these classes would be more powerful in the hands of experts.
Old P complained tearfully every time he completed the mission. Why was his gaming experience so bad when they were all newbie missions?
Zou Zhuo and Lin Xue, the two Tauren, fought against chocobos, leopards, and pigmen on the Prairie. From the perspective of the environment, they embraced nature. The boundless Prairie was full of protective colors. Although it was a little special, it at least made people feel refreshed.
It would occasionally rain on the Prairie, and he would be happy to be bathed in the rain and constantly kill monsters to level up.
Then, he looked at the undead ...
Not only were they surrounded by graves, the NPCs were all skeletons with their bones exposed, and the sky was always gray. Even the F * cking background music was causing trouble!
This faint background music felt like a ghost was wandering around him. It was full of horror and paranormal activity, causing great mental damage to old P.
Then, he looked at the monsters around the camp ...
Brainless zombies, ugly ghouls, broken skeletons, direwolves, nocturnal bats, spiders ...
The Scarlet Crusaders were the only ones who acted like humans. When they saw old P, they raised their swords and rushed over, as if old P had killed their entire family ...
The good thing was that mages leveled up quickly.
Old P had also noticed that he was always one level faster than zou Zhuo and Lin Xue. This was probably due to old P's good FPS skills. His fireballs never missed.
However, after he left deathknell, he realized that the whole of Lordaeron was like this. Everything was so depressing ...
Old Qin wanted to run to find Xue Lin and the others, but when he opened the big map to see the specific location ...
They were f * cking separated by the entire endless sea!
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