Those who can do more work, it is really appropriate to describe the high-level evil spirits.
Moreover, it is hardworking and not afraid of death.
When it received new orders from its own boss, it quickly walked towards the hiding place of the 'Mist God'.
It's not that I don't want to complain.
Rather, it knew that the Temple of War God had also sent someone.
If it doesn't want to be blocked by the opponent, it must be fast!
As for fighting
The upper-level evil spirits think that they are not good at fighting head-on.
It is more used to standing in the shadow of its own boss, and surprise the enemy by surprise.
It is not easy to find the hidden place of the 'God of Mist', even if there is a corresponding location, because there are too many traps there.
But for the higher level evil spirits, it was really easy.
No mechanism trap can cause it real trouble.
After all, it can be invisible.
When it walked into the hiding place of the 'God of Mist', it sneered loudly.
"It's so shabby!"
"This is too crude!"
"Is this the right thing to call it a 'god'?"
"Not as clean as my basement!"
After the upper evil spirit patrolled around, it completely lost interest.
Because, except for the two props that the boss called good, it was on the simple altar.
There is nothing left, the altar is the most primitive method, and there are a few pottery utensils in the corner. Apart from these, there is neither a secret room nor a secret passage, just like an underground bug nest.
The superior evil spirit picked up two props, turned around and left the underground cave.
About two minutes after the upper evil spirit left, a palm-sized, slightly cloudy spar suddenly appeared and fell from the void to the ground.
The spar was very hard and heavy, and when it hit the ground, it made a 'bang' sound.
As the light above flickered, a cylindrical, maggot-like monster phantom appeared with only a mouth.
The other party let out a ferocious neigh in the direction where the higher evil spirit was leaving.
Then, he took the spar and headed towards the corner bit by bit.
The phantom monster quickly dug the dirt in the corner.
Obviously, the other party wants to get out of here by digging.
In less than a minute, an almost straight upward passage appeared, and the phantom pushed the spar the size of a palm to the ground, and then...
A palm grabbed the spar.
The monster phantom did not imagine such a situation at all, it looked at the upper evil spirit in astonishment and disbelief.
"Really gone?"
"You are so poor!"
The upper evil spirit raised its hand, dispersed the phantom of the monster, picked up the spar, and quickly disappeared.
As for the other party's hiding
The high-ranking evil spirits discovered it immediately.
Don't forget, when it comes to hiding in the void, the high-level evil spirits are at the master level. It's really not enough to show off this kind of beginner's skill in front of the high-level evil spirits.
An hour after the high-ranking evil spirit left, a team of ten people appeared near the crypt.
The leader is a middle-aged man with a strong body like a city wall. Even the heavy plate armor can't cover the opponent's gnarled muscles. Every step he takes is creaking. With a little force from the opponent, the plate armor can be broken.
"Bishop Xin Kefu, this is the place."
A young man who was one size smaller than the middle-aged man walked over, holding a compass-like instrument in his hand, and pointed straight to the direction of the cave entrance.
After the middle-aged man confirmed again, he walked directly towards the cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, a gust of acid came to his face.
The middle-aged man didn't have any intention of dodging. It was like washing his face. After wiping off the acid stained on his face, he continued on his way.
Whoosh, whoosh!
After taking a few steps, pieces of arrows fell.
It hit the middle-aged man's body, except for a few sparks that burst out, it was still useless.
And when the poisonous gas appeared in pieces, the middle-aged man took a sharp breath, sucked the poisonous gas into his stomach, and digested it quickly.
Sideways!
After determining the destination, the middle-aged man did not stop any longer.
Just ten minutes later, they came to the depths of the cave.
Looking at the empty cave and the small hole in the corner, the middle-aged man sneered.
"Do you think you can escape?"
The middle-aged man strode over and punched the corner with the hole.
Rumble!
The earth shakes and the mountains shake.
The permafrost, which was so hard that a fallen person could break their bones, turned into a puddle of mud and flew into the sky. The middle-aged man jumped up from the newly opened passage.
Then…
He frowned.
That 'rebellious' breath is gone.
"Ike?"
The middle-aged man turned around and asked.
The young man who followed immediately took out a tool that looked like a compass.
However, the above pointer does not move at all.
"My lord bishop, that rebellion is gone... My lord bishop, there is something new!"
The young man who was about to answer suddenly exclaimed.
I saw that the pointer inside the prop started to rotate crazily as if it were wound up.
Not only that, but the sky was clearly in the evening just now, and it quickly turned black.
"snort!"
The middle-aged man looked at this scene, snorted coldly, raised his hand and hit the side.
Woo!
The sound of piercing the air from the fist was like a battering ram being waved by a giant. When the sound reached its peak, the air flow surged together and turned into a cannonball that hit the distance.
"ah!"
A scream suddenly sounded.
A complete body was smashed, including the head.
Blood mist filled the air, and more bodies appeared.
They are sullen, dragging their weapons, swaying their bodies, and there will be a "ha" in their mouths every step they take.
"It's the cavalry from Sika City!"
When he saw the badge on the armor clearly, the young soldier exclaimed, but the veterans who followed around and were used to all this drew out their weapons and rushed up.
It's just a battle of miscellaneous soldiers, and they don't need their bishop to take action at all.
Only when there are really powerful enemies are they worthy of their bishop's shot.
The veterans who rushed out did not notice that the face of the invincible Bishop in their hearts suddenly turned pale.
Recruit Ike saw it.
And, not for the first time seeing it.
"My lord, how are you?"
Ike asked in a low voice.
Just like when the bishop's anomaly was discovered for the first time.
This is a secret between him and the Bishop.
With a common secret, the recruits naturally have an extraordinary friendship with the bishop. In fact, the reason why the recruits were able to join the team this time is also because of this friendship.
"fine."
The bishop shook his head indifferently.
"You can tell me something."
"You know, we're very close."
The recruit turned around as he spoke.
He seems to have mentioned such things inadvertently.
It seems to be mentioned deliberately.
No one knew what was going on.
Even, no one will care.
because…
he died.
The recruit lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the claws protruding from his chest.
Black, sharp claws.
When the recruit turned his head, he suddenly found that the Bishop became stronger and taller, but his hair became thicker and harder, and his mouth was protruding, and his sharp teeth were constantly erupting. come out.
what happened
Before dying, the recruit asked himself.
In the same way, those veterans who fought are also asking themselves.
what happened
Unfortunately, no one answered them at all.
All that greeted them was death.
The same goes for those abnormal Xika City cavalry.
When the sky brightened up again, the afterglow of the evening shone here, and shone on the battlefield of stumped limbs and broken arms. The battlefield already soaked in blood became even more dazzling.
"Hey, it's almost there."
An inexplicable voice lingered in mid-air.
Then, go with the wind.
…
The Yanan Hotel at night is very lively.
Businessmen who had been busy all day gathered in the lobby to chat and laugh. The accompanying mercenaries, except for the necessary duty and night watchmen, also temporarily relaxed their vigilance at this time.
Today's topic is not about who sold how much, or where something extraordinary appeared.
It's how much the guy named Colin can eat in the afternoon.
"Oh My God!"
"Hundred servings?"
"Is he a descendant of giants?"
Such exclamations came one after another.
At first, there were doubts, but as more witnesses joined, such doubts dissipated in an instant.
Then, these people looked forward to seeing how much Qin Ran could eat at night.
Even, many people have already started to bet.
For these merchants, this time is the happiest time.
"These guys."
Boss Horuf shook his head with a look of helplessness.
He really wanted to tell these bastards how dangerous that guy named Colin was.
pity…
Let alone what he said, these guys believe it or not.
Just to avoid trouble, he couldn't say it.
Once he said it, his current good life would be broken.
"Give me an eggnog."
Paul walked back with a smile on his face.
Things went smoothly beyond expectations.
Everything is settled.
As long as he goes to Fort Eitantino with the title deed and finds that run-down nobleman, he can become a veritable nobleman, even if he only has a small fiefdom.
"That Nora is really a black sheep."
Horuf shook his head while handing the sweet eggnog to Bohr.
Pohl didn't hide anything from Holuf, so Holuf knew everything.
But just because he knew that, Horuf felt more and more emotional. Land is such an important thing, and it can be sold as soon as it is sold. If that bastard is his descendant, he will probably jump out of the coffin in anger.
Sadly, he is not.
And the other party's grandfather and father will not jump out.
If it really pops up, someone will deal with it in advance.
"Times are changing!"
"Nobles, maybe they will still be noble!"
"But... definitely not as many as before!"
Paul said meaningfully.
"Then you still want to be a nobleman?"
Horuf asked back.
"Because, I need this identity, including the convenience brought by this identity, even if it is not as noble as before."
Boer calmly raised his wine glass, made a salute to Horuf, and drank with a smile.
Horuf shook his head, obviously disapproving of the other party's words.
"powerful!"
"Strength is the root of everything!"
"For example, the Colin who accompanied you, if you are as strong as him, many things will be solved!"
Horuf said.
Bohr was stunned for a moment, and finally put down his wine glass with a wry smile.
"powerful?"
"That's far from being able to describe that guy."
"The real description should be..."
Horuf pricked up his ears, waiting to hear Bohr's description of Qin Ran, but when the voice reached this point, Bohr kept silent. He picked up the eggnog, and felt that the sweet eggnog that was still too sweet just now, At this time, it actually started to suffer.
powerful
Of course I know.
I do the same.
Can it be as powerful as that one
Pol shook his head.
I dare not even think about it!
…
With a smile on the corner of Qin Ran's mouth, he looked at the three trophies in front of him.
A cane that has only recently become popular among the nobles of Eitantinople.
A matchlock pistol.
The last is the spar.
[Name: Rod of Inquiry]
[Type: Miscellaneous]
[Quality: Rare]
[Attack Power: Strong]
[Defense: Powerful]
[attribute: inquiry]
[Special effects: none]
[Requirements: spirit, perception a+]
[Whether this copy can be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: When you are indecisive or lost, it will be your good helper, of course, it can also be a good handy weapon]
…
[Question: Hold the head of the stick tightly with your right hand, and after you release it, it will guide you in the right direction, twice a day]
…
[Name: Dark Drug Gun]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Legendary]
[Attack Power: Powerful]
[Attributes: 1,; 2,;]
[Special effects: none]
[Requirement: Strength a]
[Whether this copy can be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: It was originally a research and development item of the Temple of War God, but with the arrival of the Black Calamity, it was exposed, and everything became different]
…
[: The first bullet does not require any reloading, it can directly stimulate an air bullet that is determined to be a powerful attack, 6 times/day]
[Filling: When you fill gunpowder and projectiles according to the regular process, the projectiles will not only have a strong level of attack judgment, but also a strong level of fire judgment (every time you fill, you can confirm whether to activate special effects), 3 times/day]
[Power storage: After a short charge of 1 second, the air bomb can simultaneously present a fan-shaped excitation with a 120° angle (at least three air bombs are required), 1 time per day]
…
One is rare and the other is powerful. The former is a unique melee weapon, while the latter is a very good long-range weapon.
Most importantly, both can bring out the dungeon world.
This was what Qin Ran had been looking forward to for a long time.
Of course, what Kieran cared most about was the palm-sized spar full of turbidity.
[Name: Lord of the Mist]
[Type: Miscellaneous]
[Quality: 1]
[Attack Power: None]
[Defense Power: 1]
[Attribute: 1, mist control; 2, poisonous mist attack]
[Special effect: Sika's collar]
[Requirement: spiritual sss]
[Whether this copy can be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: Items that were accidentally born during the black disaster]
…
[Fog Control: Summon a fog with a radius of 100 meters, covering the position within the field of vision; 2 times/day]
[Poison mist attack: In the mist, spread the poisonous mist whose physique is judged to be a strong level. Those who cannot pass through will receive fatal poison damage]
…
[Sika Territory: Within the scope of the Sika Territory, the title of 'Mist' has been recognized. You who hold the 'Mist Master' can mobilize the mist at will and add poisonous mist, but it will consume yours depending on the situation. physical strength.]
…
"The collar of Sika?"
Qin Ran picked up the spar and whispered to himself.
He raised his finger and tapped the table lightly a few times.
Some guesses appeared in Qin Ran's mind.
Then, the sound of prayers suddenly drilled into his mind.
"O Supreme Lord!"
"Please listen to our prayers, we will follow your will, humble your greatness, hold your name, and will shine in the world, everything we have is given by you..."
Amidst the sound of prayers, Kieran keenly sensed that the 'Power of Faith' was gathering towards him through the [Mist Lord].
at the same time…
He also felt some malicious, extremely hungry eyes.