Monster Synthesis Master

Faced with so many eager eyes, Abaddon rarely panicked.

He was in control of the big scene of the Ten Thousand Alien Star Legion, but now he was surrounded by a group of strangers, and the balance in Abaddon's brain was swaying left and right, frantically analyzing the pros and cons of the decision.

"So hesitating, is there any hidden mission to activate?"

"Or is this guy not thinking about teaching us skills?"

"I now doubt whether this product has taken refuge in a false way. It's really nothing."

When Abaddon heard these words, the corners of his mouth muscles twitched unconsciously.

These strange people, "whispering" in front of him, is it really okay? He heard them all.

But at the same time, Abaddon felt a strong sense of urgency. These strangers didn't keep the door open. If they really formed public opinion, it would be very detrimental to him. After all, these people are seldom comfortable with the rules and can be reborn if they die, and their sense of morality and restraint are inherently inferior to other members of the expeditionary army.

If the other forces of the expeditionary force are summed up in one word, then "rules" and "order" are both good choices.

But these strangers in front of them, without these things, are full of "chaotic" attributes.

For this disorderly and uncontrolled role, Abaddon naturally developed a sense of instability and panic.

If he doesn't give a clear answer right now, Abaddon believes that just as soon as he returns to the room with his front feet, rumors will fly all over the sky, and the entire mechanical fortress will be known to everyone in less than an hour. So how does he carry out his work in the future?

Abaddon’s brain quickly analyzed, and a flash of inspiration said: “It’s not impossible to learn my skills. All of my war-bringer skills have been withdrawn as the core of the imprints are dedicated. Now only the skills of being a terrorist tactician are available. The skills of terrorist tacticians are mostly ethnic skills, and only a few can be passed on. Therefore, if you want to learn these skills, you must meet the requirements. Not everyone can learn."

Abaddon put out his own request, of course, this request is not made up, but the data of real terrorist tactician skills learning.

In the eyes of players, these data have become simpler seven-dimensional attributes and requirements.

The wasteland players huddled together to check whether they met the requirements, and Pandora players standing in the distance with their hands in front of their chests, blowing their beards and staring at each other. Come on, Abaddon and Pandora have a **** feud, rushing to learn skills with each other, it always seems that he has no spine. But if you don't go, the wasteland players have learned alien skills and become stronger. The arrogance that has just been suppressed by the mage tower for a few days is estimated to be arrogant again.

"When any of you can meet this requirement, come to my residence to find me."

Abaddon left a sentence with a big boss style, and then his body disintegrated and turned into countless black bats, fluttering and dissipating in all directions, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Running quite fast..." Chasing the wind couldn't help but vomit. They are not Link's ceiling strength, and can stop Abaddon at any time. But since he let go, as long as he meets the requirements, he can learn the skills of a terrorist tactician, then there is no problem. Wouldn’t it be fine to just block the door after meeting the requirements?

Chasing the wind glanced at the request of the terrorist tactician, and couldn't help taking a breath: "What kind of weird attribute requirements are these!"

Even a player like Zhuifeng who has seen the world can not help but marvel, one can imagine how weird this requirement is.

In the attribute requirements, if you want to learn the skills of a terrorist tactician, you must first reach 150 points in strength, intelligence, and energy attributes.

It is not difficult to reach 150 points for a single attribute. The players here are the top players on the planet, both in level and equipment, with their own strengths. Some people even exceed the 300-point mark in a single attribute! But the three attributes all reached 150 points, which is 450 attribute points. You must know that the upgrade potential point for reaching level 60 is only 180 points, and the rest can only be supplemented from equipment and skills.

Even if the total number requirements are high, the most important thing is that the three attributes required are very demanding.

As we all know, even if the players of the martial arts system add some points, they mainly have three kinds of force and sensitivity, and do not make too many demands on intelligence and energy.

Players of the power system pay attention to intelligence, energy, and take care of endurance a little, but basically do not require force sensitivity.

Mystery players mainly have energy attributes, supplemented by intelligence and other single attributes, while mechanical players have power and intelligence.

It is indeed very demanding to have requirements for the three attributes of force and intelligence.

Many players looked at their attribute interface and fell into contemplation, and began to calculate whether changing the equipment configuration can meet the requirements.

The mentality of the players is adjusted quickly, and the requirements are too demanding. On the one hand, it is difficult to learn, but from another perspective, there are few people who can learn. If it can really meet the requirements, the skills learned from Abaddon can be the only one for scorpion shit!

"The strength is enough, the intelligence and energy are a little bit worse."

"I have enough strength and intelligence, and my energy is still a lot worse. It seems that I have to put together energy attribute equipment, which can only be achieved with mysterious weapons and equipment!"

"Walk around, this may be another wave of opportunities. Whoever can get this wave of skill rewards may be able to gain the upper hand in the subsequent Victorian battle..."

The wasteland players were discussing, and then in groups of two to do bird and beast dispersal, they used their points and channels to find ways to acquire equipment with corresponding attributes.

Pandora's players heard the discussion of the wasteland players, and some couldn't sit still.

Intelligence and energy are their main attributes. Doesn't it mean that as long as you put together some power equipment, it is possible to learn the unique skills of a terrorist tactician?

At this moment, a sentence suddenly appeared in the minds of these Pandora players: "Knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle. If you want to defeat the enemy, you must understand the enemy."

Yes, we learn the skills of a terrorist tactician for the sake of the present. After confronting the alien army in the future, we will defeat the alien in their own way, so that we can be heartily.

Having found a reason to convince themselves, Pandora's players also took action.

In the next few days, these players became the most active group of people in the mechanical fortress.

Those who lack intelligence go to the Brotherhood and Magic Academy;

Lack of energy wandering at the door of Misty Mountain Villa and Moonshadow Council, scratching their heads;

Lack of strength is active in the Wasteland Army Department and the Lin’s Group Security Department, and there are even many players who want to find the legendary Silver Hand to try their luck, but the Silver Hand and the Macaw have been hiding in the dark to monitor Abaddon. The player was not given this opportunity.

Looking at some crazy players, Yinshou couldn't help but spit out: "Good guy, fortunately I still have a task, otherwise they won't be annoyed by them every day."

The macaw on the side was amazed: "Unexpectedly, Abaddon actually promised to teach alien skills. This wave of players will not be bald."

No one knows the horror of aliens better than macaws. After all, when the Links helped, the macaws were already able to direct the chasers and stealers to perform tasks, and they were experienced enough to write a manual for the aliens. ".

Abaddon thinks that his requirements are demanding, but for this group of players with unlimited potential, as long as they are given a reward "bad check", this group of strangers can exert unimaginable combat power.

This time Abaddon thought he could use harsh requirements to drive away foreigners, but he never expected that foreigners would meet his requirements, and it would depend on how he ended up.

The macaw was ready, just about to lift the small bench, and the peanuts were hung on the body.

"You continue to stare here. I'll go down and get some food. It's time for dinner." The macaw poked Silver Hand's wrist. The holographic time on it showed that it was already 5:30 in the afternoon.

"Okay, go and come back quickly. I feel like eating meat a little bit today, so you can do more~" Yinshou said directly.

In the next second, the macaw disappeared from the front of his eyes quickly, without a trace.

Although there are no stars rising and setting sun and moon in the universe, in order to ensure the stability of everyone's biological clock and work and rest, the mechanical fortress continues to simulate the environment on the planet. During the day, the brightness of the light is very large, and the content of the components in the air will also be adjusted according to the time. For example, in the morning, the content of ozone and carbon dioxide will increase, giving people a fresh feeling in the morning. The temperature also rises at noon, but at night the temperature drops and the brightness shrinks sharply.

It is also these intimate simulations that the people in the rest area still maintain the rest of the wasteland, in a good mental state, without any serious problems.

The sudden activity of this wave of players has also aroused the attention of the major forces in the rest area. These people usually only maintain a stable cycle of exchanges, but the frequency has increased in the past few days, and they have used contribution points to purchase various weapons and equipment. This is a nouveau riche's sense of "I don't need money, take out the best things in your place".

From the players' unreliable mouths, these people also know that the strangers are so extravagantly trading, all for the purpose of meeting Abaddon's requirements, only in this way can they learn the unique skills of the terrorist tactician. Knowing this, these forces of the Wasteland Expeditionary Army suddenly found a lot of fun, and they all wanted to get involved and help the player press the fast forward button to see what happens later.

As a result, I used to sell equipment with 100 contribution points, and suddenly there was a promotional discount, and I could take it home with only 70.

The original blue weapon with 200 contribution points can now be taken away at a discount of only 150 contribution points.

The expeditionary forces all released the water, just for the convenience of the strangers, to allow more people to meet Abaddon's requirements within the scope of the rules, and then see if Abaddon teaches or does not teach.

Anyway, there is no harm in this matter for the major forces. These rewards are also distributed to the hands of foreigners. It can also consolidate the relationship between the two parties.

As the leader, Link also learned of this, but he just smiled, and did not pay too much attention.

Because he had already guessed the outcome of the matter, Abaddon will definitely fulfill his promise, pinching his nose to teach alien skills.

After all, those who underestimate the players are usually sanctioned by the players.

Teach the player, that is the enemy against one's own people;

If you don't teach the player, it's rebellious.

Now that Abaddon decided to take the courage, and even the core of the imprint, it was impossible to give it up so easily. He can only endure now, and he can only endure, after all, what is showing before him is a huge hope and opportunity that can defeat Link's existence in one fell swoop.

Little did they know that this hope and opportunity was just a cleat forged by Link, and Abaddon was just the mouse that saw the cheese.

This incident was just treated as a minor adjustment. Link didn't pay much attention to it. His main energy now was on the blood cocoon in the room.

"Tomorrow, it's time for the blood cocoon to break open, and I don't know what Ah Fu will evolve into..."

As the first person to follow Link, Ah Fu has basically been through Link’s "life", and Ah Fu has been involved in all major events that Link has experienced. Moreover, Ah Fu is still the most loyal servant, working hard and not complaining. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Link's most important person. The core of the imprint is almost the most difficult material Link has ever encountered to synthesize. After encountering this material several times, he finally found that Ah Fu and his match were accidentally found, but he still failed to clarify the principle of the two.

It is precisely because of the lack of understanding of the core of the imprint that I am more worried about the state of Ah Fu when he breaks out of the cocoon.

Link looked out the porthole, the dead galaxy gave people a kind of twilight, where everything seemed to lose its color. This is a star system without any vitality, and the culprit is the alien star. Link can already see the epitome of the Gate of Transition from far away. As long as he crosses this Gate of Transition, he can reach the galaxy where Victoria is. This means that the Dirt Expeditionary Force will start a third confrontation with the alien.

All this will happen in a few days. Link believes that this trip to Victoria will definitely be the most intense of the three battles.

There is no retreat for aliens, no escape, only challenge.

One-third of the troops were lost, resources were scarce, and the First Order was pressing forward every step of the way. If Alien does not replenish resources, they may not even have the ability to compete with the first order front hard steel. Link couldn't see the future, but he could see the direction of the past life. With the aggressiveness of the Wasteland Expeditionary Army, this situation will only be accelerated.

Link even had a hunch that if the situation in Victoria went smoothly this time, and the next time he faced another star, it would be a decisive battle in the Vatican galaxy.

The next day came in an instant.

Link got up early, and then went to the treasure secret room to wait for Ah Fu's cocoon to recover.

"There are five minutes left."

Link glanced at the countdown displayed by the system, UU reading www. uukanshu.com couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then exhaling it for a long time, feeling nervous involuntarily.

Before the time was up, Link was already wondering what Ah Fu would become.

Was it a big fat man with a pair of black meat wings, or was beaten by the core energy of the imprint, and his appearance changed drastically.

But just as Link was thinking about it, the blood cocoon suddenly made a crackling sound.

Then an unknown black viscous liquid flowed out of the gap in the blood cocoon.

At the same time, a barren planet hundreds of millions of miles away.

The black shadow, who was walking back and forth between the magic circle and the alchemy platform, suddenly stopped and looked up to the southeast.

The broken black crystal on the table suddenly seemed to reverse time and space, and a cloud of black energy was condensed out of thin air to repair the crystal, and under the nourishment of this group of entrapped air, the broken black crystal was as new as ever.

The signal that imprints the core is resurrected!