1891: Spectre College (1)

Spectre College (1)

Shen Yanxiao finally relaxed as she watched the Mole Beast run away. She slowly landed on the ground and rubbed her aching shoulders.0

After more than two hours of shooting incessantly, she had consumed more than half of the arrows in her interspatial ring. She could not even count how many arrows she had shot.

Fortunately, it was a large high-level undead creature this time. If it were a small one, Shen Yanxiao felt that she might not be so lucky.

Shen Yanxiao was still secretly summarizing her experience in this battle when a large wave of black shadows rushed to her and surrounded her.

"You… you fought off the Mole Beast?" An undead girl screamed in a nearly distorted voice.

Shen Yanxiao was forcefully brought back to her senses by this shout. As soon as she looked up, she saw a group of undead teenagers surrounding her.

What the heck? What was going on?

What did these idiots want?

"You're a low-level undead? That's impossible…" After approaching Shen Yanxiao, the undead teenager confirmed that the death energy on her body was indeed that of a low-level undead. However, there was something strange about the death energy on her that he could not understand for a moment.

"You are so good at archery. Where did you learn it?"

The group of undead teenagers chattered noisily in Shen Yanxiao's ears.

Shen Yanxiao blinked her eyes. Looking at these curious undead teenagers, she was speechless.

Could these idiots be any more stupid? Did they realize that they had just experienced a crisis?

After waiting for Shen Yanxiao's response for a long time, the group of undead teenagers looked at Shen Yanxiao with some doubts. If it were any other time, they would never be so kind to a low-level undead. However, Shen Yanxiao had just shown them her amazing archery skills, which made their arrogant hearts somewhat restrained.

"Hello, my name is Iry. Thank you for saving us just now." An older undead teenager seemed to have noticed Shen Yanxiao's indifference. He revealed a smile and looked at Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at Iry. She remembered that when they were chased by the Mole Beast, it was this undead teenager who had been trying to organize his companions to attack the Mole Beast. Although the effect was not obvious, at least he had some brains.

"No need. If there's nothing else, can I go now?" Shen Yanxiao pursed her lips. She did not intend to stay with these idiots.

Iry looked awkwardly at Shen Yanxiao and then at his companions before he said, "Well, please wait a moment. We are actually students of Deathfire Academy. We are here to carry out the task given to us by our mentor."

Iry was also very helpless. There were only more than twenty people in their team, all of whom were young purebred undeads. As a result, they received a mission to go to the Forest of Death. No one expected that not long after they entered the Forest of Death, they would encounter the ferocious Mole Beast. If Shen Yanxiao had not appeared in time, it was estimated that many of their companions would have died at the hands of the Mole Beast.

"Deathfire Academy?" Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows.

She remembered that there was a record about this in the Law of Survival for the Undead. In the world of the undead, there were schools similar to that of human school that were specially used to teach young undeads how to increase their strength. These schools were generally divided into three types: one for purebred undeads, one was open to resurrected undeads, and the other was open to both kinds of undeads.

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