Fishing Druid in Another World

A Molotov cocktail turned an area with a radius of more than 30 meters into a pool of fire.

Even if the flames were extinguished, the lava still glowed orange-gold on the ground, indicating that the state was still good.

Wangzai had become accustomed to his boss, who would often take out taboo and scary things.

But it still gave a suggestion: "The dosage should be reduced by half."

Robo also agreed with it.

He did not have a very intuitive concept before, so he used 300ml, but now it seems that he still took it for granted, 200ml, or even 150ml would be enough.

In addition, the shape can also be made into a more grippable shape, grenade type? Barbell type?

It is true that practice makes perfect. No, some details may not be thought of by just thinking.

In any case, the first appearance of the fire art series was successful, and it enriched Robo's means of dealing with the enemy. Robo's confidence increased greatly.

"Huh?" An extra surprise came. Robo suddenly discovered that the Phoenix constellation was actually moving.

Let's go with the flow and see.

In the eyes of Wangzai and Manhou, they saw Robo raise his hand and point it at the lava pool. Suddenly, a burning insect monster formed above the lava pool, and then turned into a condensed light spot, and fell into Robo's hand like a young swallow returning to its nest, and disappeared.

"The essence of burning spirit and fire was combined into flame essence? This is the method of the ancient original gods. Could it be that my boss is the reincarnation of the original god?"

Wangzai, who was shocked again, made another note in his little notebook.

There is a reason for the demise of the original gods. In the words of later generations, the original gods were licentious and cruel, killing for fun, and disrespecting all spirits, so they deserved to perish.

And those who overthrew the original gods and became the new vested interests, and behaved more filthy, many of them are still alive and well now.

If they knew that the original gods had revived, what do you think they would do?

Of course, no matter what, it is a good thing to have a deep background and ability.

If you are not envied, you are a mediocre person. The world is so competitive that if you have some strengths, it is easy to attract others. If you take more points, others will take less points. Then you will not live and make progress? Obviously impossible.

It’s just that some strengths are too long, which makes the industry leaders look at them sideways. Then you have to be cautious, or even develop in a shabby way, so as not to be strangled in the cradle, or be completely nailed to the position of a tool man.

Wangzai was a little disgusted with the sequelae of Robo’s arson.

It’s okay to have a big scene, but there are such serious traces afterwards, which is too high-profile!

As a result, now that the essence of fire is gone, the lava quickly dims and solidifies. In just a few breaths, there is only a ray of fire in the cracks. If it weren’t for the dim environment around, it would be difficult to find it.

“This aftermath is very good.” Wangzai commented in his heart.

Robo himself was also very satisfied. He figured out how to play Phoenix. The flames kill, the essence of fire + the burned souls are combined into flame essence, and then used as experience to charge the Phoenix. A full experience bar can light up a star.

Life is like a play, including games, it should be so intuitive and convenient, and burning monsters to accumulate experience is the motivation!

Robo was happy, and he explored the map with a hawk-like look, as if he was expecting more experience.

As a result, the insect monster seemed to have some brains, or the burning breath of Barbie Q was a little far away, and it did not show up again in the next few hours.

Wangzai was no longer surprised by Robo's confusing circle behavior. It thought it should be some kind of ritual. It didn't matter. It didn't lack patience.

Manhou had no objection. It was just a chores, and it was promoted not long ago, so it was natural to be a follower.

But Manhou was nostalgic, and he prepared some food for his wife and baby on the way.

A kind of ore, as a magic beast, this "magic" actually refers to extraordinary energy. They often have energy organs that can make up for the traditional nutrition of flesh and blood creatures.

Some magic beasts even deliberately feed on energy-containing items to accelerate infection and make themselves energy bodies like elemental life.

In the past, one of the Manhou couple went out to find food, and the other stayed in the nest to protect the cubs.

Because of the need for breastfeeding, the female thorn-tailed tiger left the traditional territory and went to a farther place to find food, and was hunted as a result.

Now with this change, the thorn-tailed tiger can enter the Holy Spirit Sanctuary for refuge in times of danger, so it is not a big deal if there is no caretaker.

Of course, their survival is still extremely risky. If the female tiger makes a mistake, the cub will surely die.

Just like the words of the earthlings: Some people have already paid all their strength just to survive.

There is no need to talk about fairness or unfairness. The essence of life evolution is the survival of the fittest. It's just that in modern society, too many other elements are mixed in, so it is not particularly intuitive.

After tossing and turning until noon, Luo Bo was satisfied.

While Manhou was delivering rations to his wife and children, he also ate some dry food.

Wangzi saw it, and with a turn of his eyes, he understood Luo Bo's thoughts.

He followed Luo Bo yesterday and knew that he had not eaten anything, but drank some water at night.

He just thought that Luo Bo did not bring dry food.

But since Luo Bo acted relatively calm, he believed that there was a way out, so he did not make any arrangements.

Now it seems that he actually took into account the feelings of the family of the spiny-tailed tiger.

It is a good habit to consider the feelings of others when doing things. In this cruel and dark world, it is even rare. Wangzi therefore thinks of Luo Bo a little higher.

The next itinerary is the route that the female tiger took before.

Since the tigress was targeted for this reason, Robo thought there was a human base nearby.

To be honest, looking at the man's dress, listening to his words, and the means he displayed, it was not very similar to the Warhammer Norscan style in his memory.

But this may be a good thing. After all, the Warhammer Norscans are a group of war-loving lunatics distorted by chaos. They don't have the fate of greenskins, but they have the disease of greenskins.

The greenskins are biological weapons created by the ancient saints. Even though they lost their constraints and guidance with the demise of the ancient saints, they have adapted well to the war. They are happy to hear about war and enjoy it. Not only can they grow like weeds, but they also have Waaaagh energy and the power of thinking (actually the same thing, a group mental force field).

The Norscans, on the other hand, have distorted human nature by the environment, and then choose to embrace the distortion, using a fanatical attitude and killing to vent all their dissatisfaction.

Compared with this, Robo would rather see the Norscans in this world, like the hunter who tried to seize the cub of the spiny-tailed tiger, greedy and cunning.

At the very least, people with such traits know how to seek benefits and avoid harm, and basically will not do things that harm others and themselves.

The Warhammer Norscans either fight with their tribes or bring killing and destruction to more creatures in other areas. They are very typical Chaos tools, and they are also self-motivated.

Robo can't think of the meaning of the existence of such people? The Whip of Darkness? To urge the intelligent population to fight less, unite and struggle, and forge ahead?

Is it not enough to have a Chaos army? Do we still need this kind of excessive human traitor group to disgust people?

I can only say that as a person living in a special quarantine area, the label of a victim has been maliciously marked by fate from the moment of birth, and few can escape.

Robo hopes that the Norscans in this world are not that bad.

This is a good thing for everyone.

And if it is the same tune as Warhammer Norscan, then he will consider letting the flame purify everything...