Lord of Plenty

Several attacks fell on him, and almost all of the bright red critical damage that popped up on the system interface.

After drinking a bottle of apple juice, the blood volume that instantly increased dropped to zero with more critical hits.

Before even a sentence of the Three-Character Sutra could pop out of his mouth, [Fire Rabbit] was sent back to the resurrection point by the corpse tribe that besieged him in such extreme frustration.

"Hahaha, you idiot Leng Yao, let's see how you pretend to be serious this time."

"Come here and help, this monkey is about to knock my brains out."

"Here it comes, don't worry."

The leader of the scorpion-tailed mandrill was fiercely dragging a spirit son armor and swinging it around, as if he wanted to stun the flesh bugs in the iron box that was difficult to open.

This is also its usual approach, but this time the tried-and-true method failed somewhat.

Most of the players in the spirit world have been promoted to the second level because they level up quickly. It is a bit difficult to stun a mid-level warrior just by shaking.

Unless you wander around for a few hours, other players will obviously not give the mandrill leader this chance.

Buzz~

Two dazzling 'silver lines' divided the battlefield, and even the space was penetrated and shattered by the excessively concentrated energy.

The leader of the scorpion-tailed mandrill hid very quickly. He slightly blocked one of the spirit son destruction beams with the silver metal pillar in his hand. The other beam was not completely dodged, and a small section of his shoulder was shaved off.

The other three high-level scorpion-tailed mandrills affected by the destruction beam were not so lucky. They were taken away directly, and half of their bodies were evaporated.

However, with the use of such a powerful weapon as the Spirit Son Destruction Beam, the two overloaded Spirit Son Armors had to withdraw from the battlefield.

Because the spirit son assimilation core has become unstable, the armor's attack weapons and spirit son protective shields have all been affected, leaving less than one-tenth of the strength of its heyday.

If you continue to stay on the battlefield, it will be easy to destroy this rare weapon, and the players will naturally be reluctant to part with it.

The leader of the scorpion-tailed mandrill, who was unwilling to give up, used his own life-saving stunt. The snake-like backbone-like tail suddenly broke from the root and tightly wrapped around the spirit child armor closest to it.

The tightened tailbone actually caused cracks in the extremely strong Spirit Son Armor. Purple frantic venom splashed wildly, and other zombie tribes attacked the surrounding players crazily as if they had been given blood.

"It wants to escape, stop it!"

How can the players let go of the fat sheep?

Fighting for the boss is the most popular thing among players. At one time, seven or eight high-level magic attack scrolls sold in the Secret Treasury of Abundance were thrown out.

Meteors, storms, lightning chains, and the brilliance of magic illuminated the green faces of every player present.

"Fuck, a bunch of old guys, I mean, why are a bunch of people gathered here, and they won't leave even if they can't be beaten.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were queuing up here to feed the monsters extra food.

It turns out that everyone is here waiting to grab the boss. "

“They are so rich, woo hoo, I’m not jealous at all.

However, the cheapest high-level spell scroll costs 300 fertility points. Where did they get so much money to buy the spell scroll after paying the toll?

Is this game second generation per capita? "

"Don't you see that most of these bastards belong to those two guilds? Maybe the money to buy the scrolls was contributed by us."

“Does the wool come from the sheep?

It's so damaging, I want to curse. "

The leader of the scorpion-tailed mandrill fell down with reluctance and humiliation under the indiscriminate bombardment from the players.

It is estimated that this patriarchal high-level zombie clan never figured out until his death why they were obviously a group of weak flesh bugs that could be killed casually, but suddenly became so powerful?

If it had been beaten like this, it would have died long ago.

Are these hateful guys playing a trick on it?

The scorpion-tailed mandrill leader does not understand the players' fun.

If the players' enthusiasm for promoting the BOSS is ten, then simply killing the BOSS is only one.

The remaining nine points of enthusiasm are all about grabbing the final blow and monopolizing the BOSS's experience and rewards.

Therefore, players are very happy to use their smart little minds and find ways to get the final blow.

This resulted in this funny scene of being submissive before the BOSS is full of health, and then punching hard after the BOSS is full of health, which can be regarded as the basis of the players.

"Leeks can already photosynthesize on their own."

Kun sighed and put away the Eye of Fertility that was still broadcasting the battle scenes with satisfaction.

The situation is settled, there is nothing left to see.

After this battle, the players have finally established a firm foothold in the spirit world and have a certain ability to protect themselves.

The 'experience' generated by annihilating tens of thousands of zombies not only allowed players to upgrade by at least two levels, but also harvested a large amount of zombie materials that can be used for casting.

The body of the corpse clan that is rich in spirit seeds can be used to extract spirit seeds. Parts of the limbs that are highly spirit sonized have special properties, and they are extremely valuable just for research.

Weapons made from it can also damage the bodies of the zombies that have been strengthened by spirit seeds.

However, it is difficult for the spirits themselves to use such weapons, but now they can make them and equip them for players.

The abundance branch has also been successfully upgraded to the third level.

It's time to start hatching zombie guards in large numbers to protect themselves.

It is no longer that small seedling that may fall over if a strong wind blows.

Xin is the future Lord of the Eighth Holy Mountain, the King of the Holy Corpse Clan, and the defender chosen by Kungei for the Fertile Branch.

How reluctant is he to leave the crystal to the players to protect it?

Are you crazy?

Kun naturally had to be on guard, lest the player jumps too hard and blows up the crystal.

If the player leaves at that time, he will suffer a great loss.

Moreover, the naturally hatched corpses are the real followers of the Branch of Plenty, not the fake followers of the players.

Although they are rigid, they will guard the Branch of Plenty meticulously and execute the orders of Plenty.

In Kun's eyes, the three forces of the local forces, the followers of Plenty, and the players are the safest.

"I heard that the first version of the teleportation array has been almost completed, and the live teleportation experiment is being conducted now. Let's go and take a look."

As the big boss of the capital side who provides research funds and materials, Kun went to accurately inspect the work progress of his employees.

Don't think that Valentina has come up with a sample teleportation array so quickly, which seems to be very impressive. In fact, it is because the magic theory of the teleportation array has been studied quite well by the magic world.

It's just that there are not enough space materials to truly perfect it.

It is easy to make a few experimental teleportation arrays by following the example.

This is not like farming magic. Even if you really make it with great effort, there is no profit to be gained.

The magicians will not recognize your ridiculous magic that makes an acre of green wheat produce dozens or hundreds of kilograms more.

The nobles will only laugh at your stupidity and will not pay for this kind of magic.

The magic of teleportation array is different. It is the eternal favorite of the magician world and the nobles.

Even if it is just old wine in a new bottle and a few repetitive words, you can deceive, ah, no, be recognized by the wise eyes and get a large amount of research funds.

Although the noble great wizards will only accept the "hiring" of the nobles, they are nominally invited to do a certain magic research, rather than completely serving a certain noble like a warrior.

But don't expect them to really research something for you.

At most, they will mention your insignificant contribution on the last page of the research work.

Both parties who have reached a tacit understanding are very clear about each other's needs, and naturally will not deliberately make things difficult for each other.

If a noble talks at a banquet and says that the great wizard he hired is researching a magical magic that can increase the production of dozens of kilograms of grain, the nobles around him will definitely sympathize with him with their eyes of caring for the mentally retarded.

But if this noble says that the great wizard he hired is researching teleportation magic, the situation will be very different.

Although everyone doesn't quite understand the principle, it doesn't prevent everyone from chatting for a few words, and the topic is opened up.

Originally, "researching teleportation magic" was just an excuse made by those great wizards who were arrogant but had to join the noble forces for research funds.

They were so perfunctory that they didn't even want to give you a research topic, but they didn't expect to receive unanimous praise from the majority of nobles.

Some nobles even don't care what the wizards used their money to research, but they must declare to the outside world that they are researching teleportation magic, so that they can communicate with other nobles in a friendly manner.

Look, how consistent our vision is, there will be something to talk about later, brother.

Not only did they open up their social circles, but some of those with good eloquence also got in touch with the upper nobles and gained a lot of benefits.

The nobles got face, the mages got the inside, and everyone tacitly understood.

The tradition of "researching teleportation magic" was preserved.

Just now, half of the mage towers in the noble territory of Dansu claim that they are researching teleportation magic.

Damn, except for the Territory of Plenty, it is hard to say whether you can find the same number of space monsters as those mage towers in the entire Dansu.

However, teleportation magic is an unsolved problem in the mage world and the jewel in the crown. In history, there are still many great mages who are willing to spend time to study it.

And these studies have become the basic theory of teleportation magic.

However, as long as teleportation magic is not perfected, the theory is just a theory, and the tacit understanding between the nobles and the mages can continue.

After Valentina completely finishes the teleportation array, Kun is still very curious about the faces of those mages who claim that they are researching teleportation magic.

It is not easy to find a research project that all the nobles will praise.

It has to be both high-end and down-to-earth.

It has to sound impressive to everyone, but it can't be so profound that no one knows what you are talking about and it becomes a topic terminator.

And it has to make those uneducated people who can't even speak the common language of humans, let alone the magic language of Ether and Moon Elf, talk freely.

This is much more difficult than doing magic research.

I don't know how many mages will have their hair turned white because they can't come up with a suitable research project topic.

Tsk tsk, it's pitiful to think about it.