At this moment, the school was still full of bloody killings. There were at least hundreds of goblins wandering around and hunting in every corner. Although Chen Xin's power was greatly improved to a considerable level, he had several experiences of death, which made him dare not be careless anymore.

Having the ability to resurrection does not mean that Chen Xin's attitude towards death will seem indifferent. Not to mention the pain of death every time, no matter how many times he comes, he will never want to continue to bear it. What's more, Chen Xin's ability is not so much a resurrection, but rather a recapitulation of time.

There may not be anything in the continuous cycle of this period of time, but as long as Chen Xin thinks that if he cannot break free from the fate of death, he may be trapped in this cycle forever in the future, he will be chilled. It is better to die directly.

So no matter what, Chen Xin has to work hard to survive. At least every time he is resurrected, he has to work hard to live longer and try to break free from the damn time cycle.

After confirming that the three goblin mages did not follow, Chen Xin immediately turned back towards the stairs classroom. In fact, he originally had the idea of ​​leaving the school. With his current strength, if he was careful, he would not have no power to fight back in front of the Black Spider.

But the three goblin mages became the shadow of his heart. No one can tell what else is behind the mysterious stone door. If you leave the school, a rare "novice village", you may only die faster.

Massacres along the way were everywhere, with hideous corpses and red blood everywhere. At this time, most teachers and students were either in class or had lunch breaks in the dormitory. There were only a few people who escaped by chance. The goblins also cunnedly prepared several teams, wandering around outdoors, specifically hunting down these humans who escaped.

This provided great convenience to Chen Xin. He picked up the goblin stick he had just killed, because he soon discovered that this stick was much more lethal than the fruit knife.

If hundreds of goblins come to siege Chen Xin at this moment, oh no, let alone hundreds, as long as dozens of goblins come to siege, Chen Xin can only turn around and run away immediately. Although he subconsciously still couldn't help but want to save a few more classmates, after all, classmates have been together for several years, but if he really wants to pay his death again, Chen Xin has to hesitate.

But fortunately, their main forces were crazily hunting and killing in various teaching buildings and dormitories. The outdoor goblins seemed to be just a small army of these monsters, in groups of three or five, and the small number of goblins actually had little threat to Chen Xin.

At first, Chen Xin was still a little cautious. He didn't fully understand his power, but after his wooden stick easily smashed a goblin's head into meat paste, Chen Xin finally understood that in the pure power battle, he was no less than these green-skinned monsters.

In the end, he simply picked up another wooden stick and fired his bow left and right. The efficiency of hunting goblins was greatly improved. Chen Xin himself was also injured, and his reaction ability and dodging ability did not improve much. During this period, he was hit by goblins with several heavy blows, but except for a little soreness, it was not a big deal.

"It seems that what these goblins can enhance is strength and physique. No, the improvement of physique is probably weak, and there is no way to be flexible and reaction." After destroying the last goblin team nearby, Chen Xin secretly analyzed while absorbing the grayish-white light.

Chen Xin gradually accelerated his pace. After killing more than ten goblins in a row, he obviously felt that his physical energy consumption began to increase and his breathing began to become disordered. Therefore, he speculated that the physical supplement provided by the gray-white light would be relatively weak, and he was also worried that the goblins would gather to siege him.

Fortunately, there were fewer and fewer goblins on the road, and these monsters had a low IQ. After realizing that they could not pose a threat to Chen Xin, they quickly retreated. Whether it was to rescue soldiers or summon the three goblin mages, Chen Xin felt that there would probably not be much time left for him.

It was ten minutes later that it happened to arrive at the stairs classroom. When I first arrived at the door, Chen Xin couldn't help but frown, but the scene in front of him also surprised him a little. There were about a dozen goblins besieging me next to the classroom, and I could vaguely see the people in the classroom blocking the doors and windows.

After every time Chen Xin recalled, out of years of classmate and unbearable human nature, he kindly reminded others before leaving the classroom. At the beginning, he reminded others to run away quickly. Later, he felt that this was meaningless, so he reminded everyone that he should not think of running away when he encountered monsters. Monsters were not as terrifying and powerful as you imagined.

Chen Xin knew very well that escaping for life is just a reprieve of death. If you want to survive, you can only fight to absorb the light and make yourself stronger!

He didn't know how many people could hear it. Perhaps at that time the classmates would only regard their inexplicable words as crazy words of a psychopath, but at this time it seemed that it was obvious that someone was still at the critical moment and finally thought of his kind warning.

Chen Xin remembers that when the apocalypse broke out before the first resurrection, the whole classroom fled in panic, but the result was that everyone pushed and trampled on each other, and was almost completely slaughtered by the goblins. Now there seem to be many people surviving in the classroom.

Every time, the same thing seems to be repeated for Chen Xin. However, Chen Xin's decision, even if it is just a sentence or two, gradually changed the fate of everyone around him without realizing it.

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes and counted roughly. There were a total of sixteen goblins near the classroom, not many, but not small, especially after fighting along the way, his physical energy consumption was greater than expected, and the injuries he suffered throughout his body continued to accumulate and affected his strength somewhat.

Chen Xin was actually very confused when facing sixteen goblins in his state. But Chen Xin hesitated for only a second, then lifted the wooden sticks on his left and right hands and rushed up quickly.

Escape is death.

Chen Xin didn't want to open his eyes again and found that he was back in class. Listening to the almost bored professor's lecture, his strength is still very limited now. Before finally facing the three goblin mages, he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

Peng!

Chen Xin, who rushed directly, knocked the closest Goblin to the ground with a stick. The sneak attack caught off guard made the Goblin's head bleeding. Chen Xin couldn't help but sigh again, but he didn't kill him in one blow. Sure enough, the injuries on his body still affected the strength when he waved his arms.

He felt a little moved in his heart, and Chen Xin did not hesitate at all. Although the killings that had passed by did not make him completely accustomed to it, his combat consciousness gradually began to gradually develop. Seeing that Goblin did not close his eyes, he swung the wooden stick again without saying a word, this time Goblin died completely.

The first goblin wasted a little time, giving the other nearby goblins enough time to gather around. Chen Xin's reaction ability did not improve much, but several death experiences gave him a rough understanding of the habits and combat habits of these green-skinned monsters.

Chen Xin didn't even look up and lowered his body almost reflexively. These monsters really like to use wooden sticks to hit people's heads. The white brain matter seemed to have become the stimulants of these monsters.

This dodging action made Chen Xin avoid at least the waves of several wooden sticks above his head. The whistling wind made his scalp a little numb. With his tired body, if he really had to be hit by these wooden sticks at the same time, even if he didn't die, he would probably fall to the ground.

Chen Xin, who was half-squatting, swept the two wooden sticks in his hand towards the goblin's legs in front of him. Although fatigue and injuries gradually began to affect the power play, he absorbed more than a dozen goblins' power after all, and he still gained the upper hand in the battle between pure power.

Amid a scream, several goblins in front of him fell to the ground. Chen Xin, who was standing up again, was about to finish the attack. When he saw other goblins near the classroom also started to rush over, he immediately gave up the finishing attack and threw the wooden stick in his hand without hesitation.

Even if Chen Xin was not accurate, there was almost no chance of missing a distance of two or three meters. With two screams, the two goblins fell down again and overwhelmed the other goblins that followed.

Chen Xin cut his palm into a fist, and a heavy punch hit the hammer. Several goblins who had fallen before lost their breath while moaning. Then Chen Xin picked up two new wooden sticks again and began to quickly retreat and widen the distance. The wooden stick he just threw out was only a heavy blow, but did not cause fatal injuries.

There were more than ten green-skinned monsters left, and Chen Xin's breathing seemed even more messy. He glanced at the still closed classroom doors and windows, and held back a little anger. He originally thought that after he attracted the attention of Goblin, someone should come out to help. If someone in the classroom really killed Goblin and absorbed power, they should not give up this opportunity to improve power.
Chapter completed!