There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 119, Praise the Holy Light!
In the right side hall of the Temple of Rest, a brutal massacre began.

The swung axe crushed the burly man in the black robe, and the skinny fanatic's exploding flesh was blocked by the heavy armor.

The guy who caused this massacre was Xiao Yang.

The sharp gauntlets were like the claws of a giant dragon, deeply embedded into the sticky flesh and blood. Xiao Yang grabbed the head of the flesh-and-blood deformer who was laughing, and exerted force suddenly.

Xiao Yang pinched the loose head of the Flesh Deformer together directly, which interrupted the damn laughter. Orange flames rose up, and the sizzling sound was the sound of flames grilling meat.

After a lonely drunken night, Xiao Yang came back again. This time he would not give any chance to these curious guys who had tortured him for several days.

Another group of fanatics rushed to Xiao Yang.

Amidst the banging sounds, several scarlet numbers popped up on Xiao Yang's head: twenty, twenty-three, and thirty-one.

It was not a particularly strong attack, and it could even be said to be too weak. Xiao Yang didn't even need to defend himself. His health never dropped below 1,300. However, this direct damage was not the most annoying thing about these fanatics.

After the explosion, amidst the low murmurs, it seemed as if a group of guys were whispering something in Xiao Yang's ears. The voices grew louder and louder, from murmurs to frantic shouts.

Xiao Yang's spirit was constantly falling, but he did not try to stop the situation. He threw the carbonized flesh and blood deformer in his hand aside, and a familiar blood-red light appeared.

The flesh and blood deformer killed by Xiao Yang climbed up again.

With a chuckle, the silly face once again leaned towards Xiao Yang.

In this side hall, as the battle started, more and more strange things came, more fanatics, more flesh and blood deformers.

Through the group of demons dancing wildly in front of him, Xiao Yang saw the Flesh Resurrectionist hiding in the back. It was this group of damn guys that made Xiao Yang return empty-handed time and time again!

"If we don't kill them, these twisted creatures will rise from the ground again and again!"

As if recalling the unbearable scenes from the past few days, Xiao Yang's expression became ferocious.

Five or six fanatics, along with those who had crawled up from the ground again, rushed towards Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang took out a handful of Holy Light Badges and slapped them on his Dragon Hunter's breastplate.

The soft chanting overwhelmed the wailing and frantic whispers, allowing Xiao Yang to embrace peace.

"Praise the Holy Light!"

Of course, these monsters would not let him face this battle peacefully.

Amidst a series of exploding flesh and blood, and the swarming cultists, the exquisite Holy Light Badge lost its luster and fell to the ground with a clicking sound.

Xiao Yang's figure was submerged.

In this situation, a loud roar with a hint of mania sounded in the side hall of the Temple of Rest.

"You deserve to die!"

Suddenly, a dark flame lit up and became brighter and brighter.

Amidst the raging black flames, a ferocious knight in black and red armor slowly walked out.

The scarlet eyes were fixed on those who had been resurrected with flesh and blood.

The dark and deep flames grew stronger and stronger until they completely obscured Xiao Yang's figure.

"You deserve to die!" A brutal massacre began.

Xiao Yang smashed the head of the last flesh and blood resurrectionist with an axe. At this time, the entire right side hall of the Temple of Rest was painted with a scarlet color.

At the final moment of the battle, these flesh resurrectors used the corpses of the cultists, the exploded fanatics, the charred flesh deformers, and the flesh and blood splattered everywhere by Xiao Yang's hacking. They used these messy things to pile up a huge pool of disgust.

Of course, this flesh abomination did not succeed in reversing the situation, and it has now become the huge pile of flesh in the center of the temple.

The last Holy Light Badge on Xiao Yang's body lost its luster and fell to the ground. At this moment, he collapsed on the ground, constantly waving the rusty giant axe in his hand, which made him feel tired.

These Holy Light Badges were created for missionary purposes, but to some extent, they also played a role.

If the scenes Xiao Yang encountered were not so chaotic and bizarre, the missionary effect of these Holy Light Badges would be better.

Suddenly, a slight movement was heard from the pool of flesh and blood in the center of the hall. The battle was not completely over yet. Xiao Yang saw something wriggling in the pool of flesh and blood. Xiao Yang struggled to get up from the ground again.

"It's not a big deal, just another axe!"

In the pile of flesh in the center of the side hall, a cultist was struggling constantly. He was still alive when he was spliced ​​into the pile of flesh and blood, and fortunately, he did not die when the pile of flesh and blood fell.

He struggled to crawl out, but he could not break free from the pool of scarlet flesh and blood that bound him. He felt suffocated. At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out, like a straw in despair. The cultist grabbed it desperately, and with a sudden force, he was pulled out of the pool of flesh and blood.

He was gasping for breath, but this was not a good thing. When he looked up, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in front of him, as well as the mottled giant axe raised high.

Xiao Yang's expression at this moment was neither sad nor happy. If he had to describe it, it would probably be numbness.

The mottled giant axe fell heavily, and the cultist was beheaded by Xiao Yang, and the battle ended.

The battle was finally over.

Xiaogu had already started searching for props in this chaotic field with his small backpack on his back. The little guy seemed to be afraid of dirtying his white boots, so he summoned many green slimes and stepped on them to jump on the field.

Xiaogu can also use skills from equipment worn on his body.

After standing there blankly for a while, Xiao Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The first thing he did was to clean his whole body with a lavender sachet.

But I don’t know if it was an illusion, but even after being baptized as a new one, the Dragon Hunter Armor did not return to its original appearance. It seemed to have a hint of scarlet than at the beginning.

After being in a state of turmoil for a long time, the sound of the sea that Xiao Yang heard became clearer and clearer.

But the feedback is equally obvious.

[Congratulations to the players for their spirit improvement]

[Congratulations to the player for gaining a small amount of experience]

Xiao Yang has upgraded, and his current attributes are like this.

[Player: Screaming Emperor (Lord Killer)
No.: 1
Affiliation: Plane 33214

Race: Human (low-level extraordinary)

Rank: Elite

Rating: 18
Life: 1500
Power: 95
Defense: 95
Agility: 93
Spirit: 85
Constitution: 10
Remaining talent points: 4
Introduction: A serious adventurer who seems a little too powerful.

(End of this chapter)