Cyberpunk: Mysteries World

John Smith was very confused at this time. His throat felt parched, so he instinctively turned over and lay down beside the pool to drink water in big gulps. He didn't remember how much water he drank, but he gradually felt that he had lost the strength to swallow, then he slipped from the edge of the pool and lost consciousness.

It was unknown how long it took before he slowly opened his eyes. This was the second time he had fainted in this dungeon, and this time he was very lucky not to die.

After patting his head, he felt that he was fine. This made him a little confused. Why was he fine after waking up when he had such a violent reaction before? If something cured him, then the only thing he did before he fell into a coma was to drink a lot of water. Maybe it was this water that cured him.

But this was just his guess. He didn't have the courage or qualifications to try it again. What if it wasn't the water? He would be doomed if he got an upset stomach.

John stood up with the help of the stone beside the pool, but found that his legs didn't seem to hurt anymore, so he quickly looked down.

There was still a cloth tied there, and the blood that had seeped out had dried up. He tried to move and didn't feel any pain at all.

He pressed the wound and didn't feel any pain, which made him curious, so he untied the cloth strip. Then he saw a healthy leg, a healthy leg without any wounds or problems.

"Is it because of the fish? Or is it because of the water?" John muttered to himself, but no matter what the reason, he had recovered and could move on.

After checking that no parts were missing from his body, he walked deeper into the garden with confidence. What he didn't notice was that the demon statue behind him smiled cunningly again.

He did not dare to stay in the garden for too long but walked into the passage at the end of the garden. The surrounding environment changed again, returning to its original dungeon appearance.

However, before he got far, he saw a skeleton staggering towards him. The difference was that this skeleton was holding a rusty sword and a rotten shield.

When John saw this skeleton, the skeleton also looked at him, and then ran towards him wildly, its speed was much faster than the previous skeleton.

Seeing this, he immediately took the bow and arrow in his hand, pulled the bowstring, and began to aim at the skull's head. When the skull was very close, he whispered, "Weapon enhancement."

As a white light appeared on the bow, he loosened the bowstring, and the arrow instantly shot towards the skull's head. It pierced through the skull at such a close distance, and even the oxidized skull cracked.

The skeleton suddenly fell to the ground and then scattered into a pile of bones. It seemed that it would not be able to stand up again. This made him feel that weapon enhancement was quite useful.

Although the skeleton didn't look too powerful, John still didn't want to engage in close combat with it. Getting injured here is a hassle, so he would never engage in hand-to-hand combat if the problem can be solved remotely.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the skeleton was indeed motionless, he stepped forward to pick up the arrow, then continued walking deeper into the passage.

But as soon as he turned the corner, arrows whizzed towards him, and he was so scared that he immediately retracted his head. The arrows almost flew past his nose.

He clearly saw that there were more than a dozen skeletons in the passage ahead, and each of these skeletons was holding a bow and arrow, all of them raising their bows and arrows high and aiming at this side.

John tried to show his head again, and sure enough, another wave of arrows flew over, and he was blocked here for a while. Fortunately, those skeletons seemed to want to deal with him remotely, and none of them rushed over.

He took the bow and arrow in his hand, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Strengthen the weapon." After he finished speaking, he quickly appeared from the corner, took aim, and immediately let go of his hand.

Just as he shot the arrow, a rain of arrows from the opposite skeleton came over again, forcing him to dodge again, and he didn't even know whether the arrow hit the skeleton or not.

Because of the aiming action, an arrow directly cut through his clothes and almost hit his stomach, making him break out in a cold sweat.

If he continued like this, he would never be able to kill all the skeletons. He would most likely be shot to death by arrows. After all, the skeletons' only weak points were their heads. It wouldn't matter if they were hit in other places, but he had weaknesses everywhere.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he heard a rustling sound. It seemed that the skeletons were approaching this side. If these skeletons attacked together, they could strangle or bite him to death even in hand-to-hand combat.

This made John a little anxious. He picked up the bow and arrow again and used the weapon enhancement. After he showed his head, he didn't even aim and immediately let go.

At this time, the skeletons had come a little closer, and he was very lucky to shoot through a skeleton's head, but even so, there were still more than a dozen skeletons. Even if he was an archer, it would be difficult to kill them all, not to mention that he was not an archer.

What's even worse is that he suddenly felt a sense of fatigue, which seemed to be caused by using weapon enhancement too many times in a short period. It seems that this ability cannot be used infinitely, and he couldn't bear it after using it three times in a row.

This situation was simply making the situation worse. He now had only one solution, which was to throw away the grenade he had picked up. However, this was his only trump card. What if he threw it now and then encountered a monster?

Just as he was hesitating with the grenade in his hand, he heard a loud noise again. It seemed that the skeletons were moving towards this side again.

After he stretched his head and took a look, another round of arrows fell, but this time he finally made up his mind to use the grenade, because he not only saw the skeletons but also saw a pale ghost floating above their heads!

Even after several shocks, John was still scared. The ghost was translucent, its eyes were all white, and its expression was abnormally distorted and painful.

This horrifying sight almost made him lose his mind. He suddenly pulled off the ring of the grenade and threw it at the skeletons with a roar.

He was responded with another rain of arrows and even the ghost's shrill screams. The screams gave him a splitting headache, as if someone was messing with something in his head.

But soon another sound drowned out the scream, and a loud explosion reached John's ears, instantly bringing him back from the pain, and the scream stopped abruptly with the explosion.

Then there was a crackling sound, which was the sound of the skeleton being blown away and hitting the wall, and even a lot of bones flew past his eyes.

After a moment, the entire passage was deathly silent, as if there were no skeletons, ghosts, and grenades just now, and everything returned to calm.

John calmed down a bit and slowly stuck his head out from the corner. He saw that there was no skeleton standing in the passage over there. There were only bones all over the ground, and many of them were broken.

The ghost was nowhere to be found, and he didn't know if it was blown to ashes. But no matter what happened to the ghost, he would feel at ease as long as it didn't appear again.

Looking at the black marks on the ground, John discovered that the power of the grenade had not diminished due to the passage of time, nor had it exploded in his hand, which made him extremely grateful.

After resting for a while and recovering some of his strength, he walked towards the bones scattered on the ground. This time the arrows should be enough.