Chapter 48: The Basic Equipment of a Thief (Vote Requested)

  Xiao Yu's heart secretly trembled. The El'goroth Empire era was already over a thousand years ago, just how long had this guy lived?

  It was a deep autumn, the withered yellow grass was like golden brocade, covering the entire Erasia. In the northwest grasslands of Erasia, our tribe, the Wraiths, lived and herded cattle and sheep, worshiping their ancestors and revering the Underworld God, who could summon the spirits of the dead to protect their homeland, living a peaceful life without conflict. However, the dull-witted King Ison of Erasia thought that our Wraith tribe was an evil symbol, and began to send troops to slaughter and expel our people, forcing them to flee northward into the vast expanse of the Deya Desert, where countless tribesmen perished.

  Xiao Yu had heard this story long ago. It was the historical background of the game, but now hearing it from the Lich's mouth, it had a different kind of desolate flavor to it.

  "My father was a powerful necromancer who died protecting my mother and me, just one month old, from the pursuing soldiers of Erasia. My mother took me into the desert, a dry and waterless place, where we wandered for an entire week. I was rescued by some fleeing earth spirits, but my mother fell forever in the desert. When I grew up, the earth spirits told me that during that week in the desert, my mother cut open her wrist, and her fresh blood nourished me like milk, keeping me alive until the earth spirits agreed to save me, after which she fell into eternal sleep." The necromancer's voice trembled as he spoke, his throat somewhat hoarse.

  Xiao Yu fell silent for a long time. The impression of his family had become vague in Xiao Yu's mind, but whenever he mentioned the two unfamiliar yet familiar terms "father" and "mother", there was always a strange feeling stirring in his chest.

  "She is a great mother," Xiao Yu said, and for some reason, his heart felt a wave of sourness.

  "Hundreds of years later, I became a powerful undead sorcerer. I told my people that we are a nation nurtured by blood, and we must use the blood of our enemies to appease the spirits of our ancestors. We endured, we waited, for one day to return to our homeland and drive those people out of the Erasia steppes forever." The undead sorcerer declared with a loud voice.

  This is not a vow of one necromancer, this is a vow of this nation.

  Xiao Yuyi faintly felt that she was one of them, this feeling was strange yet real. Perhaps after choosing the Undead tribe, she had become inextricably linked with this nation.

  The undead warlock's right hand moved, a cold light flashed in the undead warlock's hand, Xiao Yu looked clearly at the object in the undead warlock's hand, it was actually a dagger with a flashing chill.

  "This is the dagger I used when I was young, now it's yours, I hope you won't tarnish its name." The Lich said, waving his right hand and tossing the dagger over.

  Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and steadily grasped the dagger, which was exquisitely crafted. The blade was about an inch long, with a razor-sharp edge, and the handle was made of a silver-white metal, adorned with ancient carvings that were both delicate and majestic.

  Dagger of Escape: Special Item. Attack 32-35, comes with skill 'Escape', after using the escape skill, randomly teleports to a location within 5 yards. Cannot be damaged.

  It's a special item with pretty good attributes. This escape skill is not often used in normal times, but if you encounter a special danger, it might just save your life.

  Xiao Yu grasped the escaped dagger, and his palm felt some strange sensation. The back end of the dagger seemed to be uneven, Xiao Yu picked up the dagger and examined the back end, where a row of small words were engraved: For survival, for the continuation of the species.

  "For survival, for the continuation of our race." Xiao Yu muttered to himself, this was a reflection of the circumstances of the undead tribe, and also a reflection of his own state of mind, which touched him deeply.

  "I will make good use of this dagger." Xiao Yu said solemnly.

  The lich warlock glanced at Xiao Yu's waist and said casually, "As a highly skilled thief, the most basic equipment is three daggers, not two. The main hand should have a high-damage dagger, while the off-hand should be equipped with a slowing poison dagger and a lethal poison dagger. Moreover, you seem to lack a special belt for thieves."

  Thief's Special Belt: Shao Yu can be found in NPC shops, allowing daggers to be hung at the waist and switched during combat. The price is very expensive, with even the most basic special belt costing 10 gold coins.

  "A deceleration poison dagger and a lethal poison dagger." Xiao Yu repeated the words of the undead warlock, thinking deeply, and suddenly it dawned on him that this was exactly what thieves needed. First, there was the main hand dagger, which had to be a high-damage dagger chosen as the primary attack weapon. As for the off-hand dagger, it was used to assist in battle, applying deceleration poison or lethal poison to enemies at critical moments.

  The dead spirit wizard just said it casually, but gave Xiao Yu a great inspiration.

  "After a period of time, something very interesting will happen. During this time, I will be reorganizing my undead army. Farewell, young tribesman, may the ancestors be with you." The lich said, standing up from his throne and walking towards the back of the underground palace.

  Watching the deceased spirit master hunching his body, walking slowly and cautiously, disappearing slowly at the corner of the underground palace, Xiao Yu Chao bowed in the direction where the deceased spirit master disappeared.

  The golden armored skull soldiers around slowly retreated, giving Xiao Yu a path to leave, and Xiao Yu followed the original road back.

  It was much simpler for Xiao Yu to exit the ancient tomb than to enter it. The skull soldiers automatically retreated when they saw him, without giving him any trouble.

  This simple delivery task allowed Xiao Yu to obtain a very useful equipment called the Escape Dagger, and Xiao Yu was still very happy.

  Coming out of the ancient tomb, Xiao Yu looked westward at the sky for a moment. The color of the sky had gradually darkened and was approaching dusk. He needed to hurry back to Tabak town as soon as possible.

  Backhand stab!

  Xiao Yu took down a giant mountain cat he encountered along the way, and the system sent over a crisp and pleasant upgrade notification sound. Xiao Yu was now level 8.

  I took a look at the list and found that the highest level person is already at level 10, but there are only three people, and the rest are all at level 9.

  Rank is not entirely representative of strength, now solidify your foundation and your rank will gradually catch up later.

  "The stealth skill needs to be upgraded, Bone Extraction, Reverse Backstab and Backstab are all." Xiao Yu smiled slightly, the upgrade of skill level means the increase of strength, but immediately, he frowned again, upgrading the second-level Bone Extraction, Reverse Backstab, and Backstab skills would cost five gold coins, then how much would it take to upgrade a third-level skill?