No matter how many advanced props there are, it can be explained as the background of a large organization.
It seems that the Bianhua has existed for a long time. The props in the organization range from low-level to high-level, so many that even Xu Miaomiao can't remember. The reason why Ding Xiao has so many props is also because the previous master died in a high-level dungeon and left a lot of savings to her.
But legendary props are different.
Legendary props are not something that can be solved after a long time. The legendary props that are circulating in the world of the building now basically have names and surnames, and they generally know who they are.
For example, the other shore flower. Including the bone staff in Xu Miaomiao's hand, which was one step away from being upgraded to a legendary item, they only had three legendary items, and Xu Miaomiao's bone staff was stuck at this step and could not be upgraded at all.
It seems that there are only two legendary props on the surface of Xuanniao. One is in Lin Qing's hands, and the other is the moon wheel in the 19th floor dungeon that caused all organizations to fight last time, and is now being held by Yan Wei.
Therefore, legendary props have always been regarded as a fixed amount by default, roughly thirty or so.
Whenever there are new ones, they are usually upgraded from high-level props with great effort, or appear in high-level dungeons. No matter which one it is, it will take time, and there will be many people paying attention, and the whole world in the building will basically know it immediately.
Xu Miaomiao watched Yan Wei throw out another five or six legendary items.
Now, they are surrounded by high-level props, dozens of legendary props, and ghosts are crowded around, but they are blocked by these props, and they can't get close for a while. The advanced props shattered one by one, and those legendary props also began to shatter.
There was a legendary item outside that could grab a bloodbath, a total of more than 30, and now it was piled up in front of her as if it was worthless. She didn't even know what these legendary items were called, so she watched them break into pieces. powder.
Xu Miaomiao rubbed her eyes.
Dozens.
Her eyes are fine.
But she thinks something is wrong with her brain.
"..."
Xu Miaomiao's first reaction was that she had entered a dream barrier.
There are many kinds of ghosts, some are vicious and bloody, and can separate people's heads with one strike; some are horrifying, and can scare people to death just by appearing around them; some enter people's dreams silently , let the soul never come out in fantasy...
Xu Miaomiao glanced at the surroundings filled with legendary props, and looked around again.
From her experience and deduction ability, it is not a dream barrier.
Xu Miaomiao: "...?"
If it wasn't for the imminent crisis, she would still be worried about her basic dungeon quality as a player, knowing that she was at a critical moment, but Xu Miaomiao was stunned by the impact of dozens of legendary items.
Am I crazy or is this dungeon crazy? Xu Miaomiao thought.
In a trance, she suddenly remembered a legend about a legendary item.
In other words, this cannot be regarded as an illusory legend, but a past event that all players at the core of the world in the building know. It's just that everyone related to this matter died, and the center of the legend disappeared, so no one would think about it anymore.
— There are indeed more than thirty legendary props.
If you really want to count, the legendary props even have three digits. The reason why the extra ones are not recorded is because they are all written by one person.
That was done by the missing head of Xuanniao.
"v".
In the mouths of high-level players, Xuanniao kept a secret. Apart from his excellent deduction ability, all the best players in customs clearance, and no video flow out of the building all the way to the top, there was a large part of the reason. The ability to craft legendary items.
The moon wheel in Yan Wei's hand was the first legendary prop made by Xuanniao before it was broken and flowed into the lower level dungeons.
Since then, making legendary props has been like drinking water and eating. Every time I pass the dungeon, I seem to use super high perception and high-level props to make a legendary prop just because of the need. In the end, these legendary items didn't even have names, so they were taken out by V and used a few times, and everyone got used to it.
As a result, after the countless legendary props made by v disappeared along with v's disappearance, none of these legendary props were recorded in the world inside the building.
Yan Wei was the only one who got the moon disc fragment in so many organization competitions.
Yan Wei now just throws out a few legendary props.
Yan Wei...
Xu Miaomiao stared at the legendary props that she had never seen before, and suddenly had an incredible but completely reasonable guess in her heart.
Yan Wei didn't pay attention to Xu Miaomiao at all.
He looked at the ghost in front of him, and heard Yan Mingguang's hurried voice from outside: "Yan Wei? Before you die, leave some props for Xu Miaomiao. Come out first, and I will go in."
Yan Wei didn't think so.
Yan Mingguang came in, isn't it the same
Of course he can stand up and walk out with his immortality skills, even these ghosts can't kill him, but doing so...
Yan Wei remembered what he said before maliciously leaving.
— "You always want everything...but you also always, can't keep anything."
His hands holding the moon wheel trembled, and the pale halo swayed, sweeping across the bloody faces, like a phantom of hell. The rancid smell hit the nostrils, and the sound of fingertips rubbing squeezed the nerves.
Yan Wei clenched his fists.
He understood what the malicious words meant.
The first time I went upstairs, the players on the top floor died there. He wanted to save everyone and ended up keeping nothing but himself.
Also now.
Malicious knew that this little trick couldn't kill him. Relying on his immortal state, he could just walk out carelessly like this, leaving these ghosts to swarm up and tear Xu Miaomiao clean.
But in this way, as Malicious said, it was the same as the result of his last climb to the stairs - nothing around him could stay.
He vaguely knew that Yan Mingguang might be able to solve it. This person has much more secrets than he knows, and even the entanglement with the ghost last night was unscathed. There may be another way to take Xu Miaomiao out.
Yan Wei didn't want to.
There was a wave of resignation and disbelief in his heart.
He didn't believe that he would fail for the first time under the hands of such a despicable and disgusting thing, and he was not reconciled to losing to the other party in terms of mentality this time.
He can keep Xu Miaomiao safe.
Yan Wei put the moon wheel into the black ring, and checked the remaining time of the undead state.
He said: "Xu Miaomiao, these props are enough for you to be safe for a while, I will let go of a corner later, if there is any accident, you remember to move the props to block it."
"Let go of a corner!?" Xu Miaomiao's attention was drawn back, "Are you crazy?"
Yan Wei is not crazy.
He almost held his breath, concentrated, and put his hands on the props in front of him.
There is another way. In the undead state, immunity to death cannot make these ghosts retreat, it can only make these dirty things kill the player successfully. In other words, let these dirty things feel that the player is dead.
These things are not only going towards Xu Miaomiao, but also coming towards him, so it doesn't matter who dies when this death triggers...he can do it too.
Before twelve o'clock, he would not die if he was attacked.
After twelve o'clock, if he is attacked, he will also be penetrated by ghosts.
When it was exactly twelve o'clock, the undead and normal state switched, the undead state did not disappear, but the normal state also started.
At that moment, if the ghost attacked him, he would be judged dead, but he would not die because the undead state had not been eliminated.
But only at that moment, one second earlier will not work, and one second later will be fatal.
Yan Wei stared at the lingering time remaining in the immortal state, and silently recited the countdown time in his heart.
Yan Mingguang was standing in front of the door.
His hand was already on the handle of the sliding door, as if he would open the door and rush in at any moment.
Standing behind Yan Mingguang, Lin Qing was also counting down to twelve o'clock.
They stood outside the door, and in the shaking of the carriage, they could vaguely hear the sound of scratching nails one after another inside. Those sounds were intertwined, like the whispers of countless evil spirits.
"There is more than one ghost inside." Lin Qing said.
Yan Mingguang's expression remained unchanged: "It's full of dirty things."
"Yan Wei—"
It is rare for Yan Mingguang to interrupt others: "It's midnight, and Yan Wei hasn't come out yet, no matter what the rules are, I will rush in."
Lin Qing lost her voice.
There is no clock in front of them, but it seems that there is a clock hanging in their hearts, ticking every second, counting the approaching midnight.
Time speeds up rapidly at this moment, but it magnifies every second. The sound of the rain outside the window is fine, and the sound of the rolling train passing the rails can be heard.
suddenly—
It's midnight.
Yan Mingguang opened the car door without hesitation.
—It was a peaceful scene.
The sound of those nails scraping the iron sheet disappeared with the sound of the door opening, and a disgusting rancid smell wafted from the room. The floor, wall, berth, and table... were all products of a mixture of sticky brains and blood. .
The light of the flashlight spilled out from inside, and Yan Mingguang didn't even blink his eyes.
Xu Miaomiao helped Yan Wei out.
The moment the two of them walked out of the sliding door, Yan Mingguang took Yan Wei from Xu Miaomiao's hand directly, and took her into his arms.
"...I'm fine." Yan Wei's face was pale, and the color of his lips was gone. "Just now, I used a gap in my skill to let the ghost attack me at twelve o'clock. Although I didn't die or have any superficial injuries, but I died. The effect is still working, I now... "
He paused, and was about to speak again, Yan Mingguang stretched out his hand and put his fingertips on his lips, blocking his words. Yan Wei was cold because of the sudden death just now, now the man's warmth came from the other's fingertips, and he leaned on the other's body, feeling suddenly warm.
"Don't talk if you consume too much."
"..." Yan Wei really did not open his mouth obediently, but vividly showed an "oh" with a gentle expression.
Xu Miaomiao had just narrowly escaped death, and she was still standing inside the house looking out, only to see Yan Mingguang hugging Yan Wei as if no one else was there, and was habitually trying to tease the two of them, before she could open her mouth, she thought about it before slamming it from Yan Wei's hand A legendary item thrown.
Yan danger.
Like her, she can be regarded as one of the most conspicuous novice players of her generation. She climbed all the way to the forty-ninth floor and met her. Every game before was the best player in the dungeon. When scrambling, he joined Xuanniao completely without hesitation. Afterwards, he was silent for half a year without saying a word, and went directly to the eighty-ninth floor.
Holding the moon wheel in his hand, he can easily see legendary props everywhere.
Code-named Yan.
The mysterious head and founder of Xuanniao.
The speed of lifting the building broke the highest record in the world in the building at that time. Every time he climbed the building, he was the best player. From the first floor to the top floor, he created a deepening of legendary props made by players on his own initiative. The power of one person made Xuanniao the top player until now. Among several major organizations. Before Yan Wei appeared, this mysterious head disappeared completely, becoming a real myth that no one can see.
The first legendary item created was the moon wheel, and the number of legendary items created afterwards was so many that the players in the world in the building gave up the record.
code name v.
Xu Miaomiao was silent, and walked out of the sleeper room with one hand and one foot.