My Doomsday Simulator Game

Chapter 119 118.Battle Royale

Su Hong fell into deep thought. There was no success rate in refining and upgrading disaster items. Even if it was talent fusion, it was just a matter of compatibility.

If the compatibility is low, the fused talent quality will not change much.

The success rate of this equipment upgrade actually depends on the forging skill.

It seems that after returning to reality, Philip must be encouraged to practice his forging skills.

Philip, who was on guard at the side, suddenly felt something. He looked back at Su Hong with a puzzled expression.

Just now, it felt a biting malice from the direction of Su Hong.

"Is it an illusion?"

Puzzled, it could only leave the surroundings and patrol farther away.

Su Hong continued to stay where he was, looking at the 32% success rate and hesitated.

"Forget it, there is nothing to hesitate about. Even if the upgrade fails, the soul ring in reality is still fine."

After silently saying yes, the soul ring on his hand was melted and reforged in the virtual blacksmith shop.

After waiting anxiously for a few minutes, the interface disappeared, and his hanging heart finally died.

"Upgrade failed."

After the light dissipated, there were only two charred remains in his palm, and the appearance of the original ring could not be seen at all.

"The proficiency of blacksmithing skills is still too low." Su Hong shook his head helplessly.

If the craftsman-level farm tool forging skills can be improved to a higher level, the success rate of soul ring upgrades may be greatly improved.

What a pity.

Throwing away the wreckage, Su Hong began to think about his next action plan.

"It's time to move on and head to Dawn City."

"It's better to go back and follow the direction the rebels left to find them and understand what happened in Dawn City."

The outline of Dawn City is in the distance, and you can reach it as long as you keep moving forward.

Moreover, the location of the spider nest is also on the route in this direction, so you can stop by to see what is happening in the spider nest.

However, the traces of the rebels were elusive. He moved along the route of the rebels. In the heavy snow, looking for the rebels was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

From this point of view, it seems more appropriate to go to Dawn City.

But what Hanfeng said before he died made him very concerned.

If the Dawn Cultists had really surrounded the area, wouldn't it be a trap for him to go to Dawn City now?

Of course, it's also possible that Hanfeng deceived him just to disrupt his thinking.

But this possibility is very small. He is more inclined to believe that Hanfeng is telling the truth.

No matter how much the Dawn Cultists underestimated the enemy, they would not send just three people here to look for the rebels.

The role of the three Hanfeng people is probably similar to that of scouts, and a more powerful force may be blocking the way to Dawn City.

"Could it be that the holy envoy Hanfeng mentioned is the master of this army?"

Su Hong's eyes were sharp. Even Hanfeng wanted to use the honorific title. His strength couldn't be that low, and he couldn't resist.

There are obstacles ahead, so moving forward is not a wise choice. Looking for the rebels is the right solution.

Maybe he could lead the resistance back and kill the so-called holy envoy.

He had just made the decision to retreat when a high-pitched eagle roar suddenly came from the sky.

"eagle?"

Su Hong looked up, and the eyes of the Holy Candle penetrated the wind, snow and darkness, and saw the giant carrion eagle hovering above his head.

This giant eagle's internal organs have been hollowed out, leaving only its feathers and skeleton, but it can control the power of disaster and soar into the sky.

It looked like the giant eagle was eyeing him.

"Wait a minute, this shouldn't be someone sent by Dawn Cultists to target them, right?"

Was my attempt to kill Han Feng discovered?

Su Hong's expression suddenly became solemn. He hurriedly called Phillip back, waved his right hand, and flew in the direction where the resistance army left in the cold wind.

In the sky, the giant eagle was chasing after him, its gray eyes reflected the snow and Su Hong's figure.

…

The fire crackled, and in a warm and bright tent, a sexy woman wearing purple tulle with a charming expression sat on the carpet.

She opened her amber eyes, and what was reflected in her eyes was not the firelight, but Su Hong's figure.

"Interesting, I haven't seen such a clean undead person for a long time."

The woman licked her red lips with her slender tongue.

If Su Hong were here, he would find that this woman spoke with strange syllables and the language she used was more like Sun Mandarin.

"Anna."

The woman glanced aside with an indifferent expression.

Next to the fire pit, a thin girl wearing burlap clothes was lowering her head and wiping the vase in her hand over and over again. She looked lifeless like other dead things in the tent.

After hearing the woman's call, she stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and asked softly: "Master, what are your orders?"

The girl's face was thin, her movements were slow, and she looked lifeless, but the firelight rippled slightly in her dark eyes, like a moist highlight, which seemed to make her come alive again.

She seemed not as calm inside as she looked on the outside.

"Go and fill my bathtub with hot water, and sprinkle it with the freshest rose petals transported from Dawn City's greenhouse."

"I want to entertain my guests well."

"Yes, Master."

Anna carefully placed the vase, stood up and left the tent, disappearing into the snow.

The woman sat on the carpet and stretched, "All Dawn cultists, go and catch him for me."

At the same time, in the ice and snow, the image of Su Hong riding the strong wind flashed in the eyes of a Dawn cultist who was searching for traces of the resistance.

"As you command, Lord Holy Envoy."

They knelt down devoutly in the same direction and then headed towards Shengshi.

Ten minutes later, Su Hong rode the strong wind all the way north and escaped from Shengshi.

However, the giant eagle above his head was still following him, showing no signs of being shaken off.

"Trouble." Su Hong frowned.

As long as the giant eagle kept circling over his head, it would be impossible for him to escape from the enemy's surveillance range.

Unless he can kill this giant eagle.

But the problem was that the beast was smarter than he thought.

Whenever he tries to attack, the giant eagle will predict his intention in advance and increase its flying height.

Even if Philip could fly, he wouldn't be able to reach such a high place.

Su Hong estimated that the giant eagle was probably located 10,000 meters above the ground.

"Is there any way to get rid of it?"

He thought for a moment and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"This guy is so far away from me. It's unlikely that he identified me by sensing the aura of disaster. He should have used traditional visual perception."

"It would be a good idea if it was just like this."

The strong wind stopped, and Su Hong fell to the ground. The shadow entangled the shape of the drill bit, which was then ignited by the fire of the blazing heart, melted the ice easily, and drilled in.

Then Su Hong disappeared into the pothole and went to nowhere.

The giant eagle saw this scene and screamed in confusion.

In the warm light tent, the woman's long eyelashes fluttered and she opened her beautiful amber eyes again.

"Cunning little mouse, you can't escape."

The woman stood up, opened the tent and walked out.

This time, she would take action herself.