Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

The bloody limbs and fragments covered the entire hut, the pale head hung on the beam, and a cold atmosphere was brewing.

"I wonder if weirdness can kill that devil."

Cheng Shen observed secretly.

Judging from the current situation, the attack method of the Book of Curses is physical damage.

but.

The really scary thing about the weird attack is the weird erosion that comes with it.

A purely physical attack is enough to deal with threats to ordinary people.

But if you encounter those monsters with strong vitality, you can definitely survive them.

However, the erosion caused by the weirdness is not so easy to withstand.

If it weren't for a pervert like Cheng Shen who could change the body structure at will, peel off most of the flesh and blood tissue and still remain unharmed, ordinary creatures would face the threat of death even if they were slightly touched by something weird!

"Whether it dies or not, it will have to peel off a layer of its skin."

Cheng Shen thought in his heart.

It will take a certain amount of time for the Book of Curses to take effect, but the problem before us must be solved as soon as possible.

People killed by Weird will also become Weird.

In the early stage, it will only form secondary communicators that can still be completely eliminated. Cheng Shen still doesn't know what conditions need to be met for the secondary communicators to evolve into truly weird ones. He doesn't need to understand now.

Pieces of stuck flesh and hair have begun to crawl on the walls, and the entire logging cabin seems to be undergoing terrible changes.

call!

Pale flames suddenly ignited outside the house and soon covered the entire building. The flames were mixed with patches of black and red. The two colors did not blend together, and the flames had no warmth at all, exuding a deep coldness.

"The effect of the Soul Exorcist Blade has changed!"

Cheng Shen's face looked slightly strange.

Since being infected by the blood of the Brood of Hatred, he used the Soul-killing Blade for the first time, and he immediately discovered that the effect of the Soul-killing Blade was no longer just burning, but also seemed to have the ability to suppress the weirdness of the Hatred Brood!

The minced meat that exuded a cold aura immediately calmed down after being ignited by the flames.

The eyelids of the pale white man's eyes gradually closed.

call!!

The rising fire engulfed the wooden house, but strangely did not ignite any building structure. Large swaths of ashes floated into the sky along the chimney and window gaps, making the gray clouds even more gloomy.

It wasn't until the last wisp of flames in the house turned into blue smoke. Cheng Shen, who had already been lit into a three-meter-high torch, put away the Soul-killing Blade.

"The backlash effect has also become more terrifying. It has deepened to this point in less than a minute. It would have taken at least fifteen minutes before..."

Brush it...

A layer of burnt black cuticle peeled off from Cheng Shen's body.

Fifteen times the negative enhancement, in exchange for a characteristic effect that suppresses weirdness. No matter how you look at this deal, he earned it with blood.

A reliable curse.

It's so rare.

Especially cursed objects like the Exorcist Blade, which he could ignore the backlash.

The enhanced negative effects only reduce the time it takes to use it, but with its huge vitality, it can still last for a long time, and its additional characteristics make its weird effect even better!

This slight difference.

It will give him one more hope of survival when facing strange things in the future!

The only shortcoming is that after the negative enhancement, Zhang Yao, who could still use it, can no longer bear it...

But it doesn't matter.

Cheng Shen now has some confidence in refining man-made cursed objects.

raw material,

There is no shortage of it.

There are still a pair of bloody corpse arms and the source of the deep sea curse in his territory.

No matter which one of these two strange things is refined into a cursed object, it will definitely have the same effect...

Brush it!

Suddenly, the sound of books being turned was heard in the wooden house that still had a cold atmosphere, and Cheng Shen cast his gaze.

I saw the broken Book of Curses quietly reappearing on the table.

The old man with corpse-stained face wandered around the house aimlessly for a while, walking heavily.

Seems to want to leave.

But it is limited to a fixed range around the Book of Curses.

After a while.

Its figure gradually faded.

"The curse is complete."

Cheng Shen immediately checked the system log.

There is no kill prompt.

As expected, the devil still had a way to deal with the strange invasion.

Cheng Shen thought of the cursed props used by the Blood God to sacrifice his mother, and was not surprised by this result.

He used the Book of Curses this time for two main purposes.

One is revenge.

Furthermore, it is to make the devil realize that he is not easy to mess with like the idiots at the temple.

this attack.

How much will make this devil choose to throw a rat weapon next time.

It may not take long for the other party to react, but what Cheng Shen wants to fight for is the development time in the next few days. As long as the other party does not make a judgment immediately, the initiative will fall into his hands!

"Now that this cursed object has been used..."

Cheng Shen's eyes moved.

Only two of the three criminals he brought out from prison were literate, which was also the basic condition for using the Book of Curses.

Leo is dead.

The Celestial Cult believer can also use the Book of Curses once.

Previously, he learned the real names of several key members of the alliance through camp battles.

Unfortunately, the missionary's real name is incomplete.

Missing surname.

I don't know if it will work or not.

"Um?"

Cheng Shen suddenly realized a bug in the Book of Curses.

If the real name he provided has the same name, what effect will the Book of Curses have?

Is it to kill all the targets that meet the conditions of the real name!?

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have misjudged the horror of this cursed object...

"Let's try to see if the code name has any effect first." Cheng Shen called the Celestial Body Cult believer. The wounds he had suffered had been healed to some extent, but a rag shirt that had been nailed into his flesh had already healed.

grow together.

This is naturally Amy's masterpiece.

Cheng Shen had no intention of helping him take off the clothes. He just directed him to operate the Book of Curses.

Wow!

When I wrote the three words "preacher", the book of curses suddenly turned, a dark wind swept across, and the terrible old man appeared behind the believers again.

But this time.

However, this Celestial Cult believer was not immediately affected by the curse.

The old man glanced at the contents of the book, made no move, and just disappeared suddenly.

All the abnormalities in the house gradually became peaceful again.

"Code names really don't work."

Cheng Shen felt a little sorry.

It seems that there is no need to try the missionary's incomplete real name. The effect of this cursed object obviously follows certain rules meticulously.

There is no way to exploit loopholes.

Cheng Shen thought for a while and just revealed the other person's name.

…

Black Wind Valley.

The missionary, who looked much thinner than before, looked at the building that was rising in front of him.

The gloomy eyes finally regained some energy.

"There is still a chance! There is still a chance to make a comeback!"

He said bitterly.

The geographical advantage has allowed him to maintain a comfortable development state.

Guarding this valley that was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and through advanced strategies in the early stages, he successfully activated a seed path and obtained a growing main tower, making him invest far less in defense than others.

This means he has more resources available for development.

In fact.

Missionaries did exactly that.

What is different from Cheng Shen's choice is that he fully supports the forging industry.

Missionaries have technical support.

Full of confidence.

In the early stages, the community’s resistance was not taken seriously at all.

He is preparing to take advantage of the equipment trading market that will skyrocket after the opening of the level 10 dungeon and regain control of his voice.

But don't want to.

The pace at which he took off was like being blasted down by Cheng Shen with a super-fast missile...

Almost all the profits he made from relying on intelligence in the early stage were lost on the equipment he built. However, the equipment Cheng Shen sold was not only better than his, but also cheaper. He lost money and couldn't even recoup his capital even in a big sale!

The missionary still hasn't figured out how Cheng Shen managed to throw out so much equipment at once!

A misjudgment directly caused his financial situation to hit rock bottom, and he also lost the ability to compete with the society for the right to speak.

certainly.

Even then.

In fact, the missionary still has the ability to drag Cheng Shen to death together.

But as Cheng Shen had judged earlier, he relied too much on the advantage of intelligence and had placed himself in a superior perspective from the beginning. How could he be willing to sacrifice his noble life to be buried with a group of untouchables?

then.

Mistake after mistake.

The missionary's final struggle was also defeated by his misjudgment of the situation in the camp war.

This directly caused him to throw away an extremely powerful cursed object.

The key is,

That cursed object is not his yet!!

The missionary has been living in fear these days. On the one hand, he is afraid of Cheng Shen's revenge, and on the other hand, he is worried about what punishment the big boss in the organization will inflict on him when he learns that he has lost his treasure!

Looking at the transmission channel that is gradually taking shape in front of me.

Missionaries know.

This is probably his only chance to make a comeback.

He squeezed the token in his hand. This was the second trump card he got after communicating with the big boss.

Using this token, he can 100% encounter a trade caravan with extremely high prosperity and full friendship value when the trade market opens for the first time!

He did not expect to have a long-term cooperative relationship with this caravan.

As long as he can get even a little bit of advanced technical information between their fingers, it will be enough for him to achieve overtaking in development!

"Sir, everything is ready!"

A short man walked up to him and said with a low eyebrow.

The missionary looked at him, and the indifference on his face flashed away, replaced by a false smile, "Very good, I have seen everything you have done recently. You are better and more capable than the other person.

Very good.

After this incident, I will apply to the organization for promotion and you will officially join us."

"Thank you, sir!"

Packing the watermelon, he immediately said excitedly.

Creak...

A soft sound came from the formed passage, and the missionary's expression paused slightly. When he heard the prompt in his ears, the look on his face became brighter with the naked eye, "Okay, you come with me to welcome the caravan first!"

Creak...

Creak...

The strange sound gradually became clearer in the transmission channel, accompanied by bursts of heavy horse hooves.

A tall horse covered in golden armor first appeared in the passage. This horse had a pure white horn on its head and a pair of wings. Its four hooves were shrouded in a halo, which was extraordinary.

Astride the horse was a tall knight wearing holy white armor. He held the reins and lifted his smooth mask. His golden curly hair fell down on both sides of his face, revealing a resolute and handsome face.

“Welcome!”

The missionary smiled and stepped forward with open arms.

The knight glanced at him, feeling the aura of the same origin coming from the missionary's body, and his face softened slightly, "I didn't expect to find the inheritance of the Templars outside. Do you have enough food here?"

"Yes! Of course! I have prepared a banquet and await the arrival of all distinguished guests!"

The missionary nodded eagerly.

"That's good."

The knight led the horse forward for a certain distance. In the passage, three brave knights with the same costumes and mounts walked out, and then followed by a golden carriage surrounded by holy light led by eight flying horses.

There seemed to be countless petite angels flying around the carriage.

Hymns echoed.

The melodious and sacred breath makes everything around you seem to have been blessed by the gods, and the surface is coated with a layer of holy brilliance.

The missionary even felt the source of power within his body being faintly touched!

"A great man has arrived!"

He was shocked inside.

At this time, the knight from before walked to the carriage and whispered: "My Lady, let's rest here for the night."

"Um."

There was a lazy response from inside the car. It was obviously in such a solemn and solemn environment, but it made people feel an inexplicable impulse to spurt blood.

The missionary's face flushed unnaturally.

My heart was agitated under strong pressure.

He quickly ordered the absent-minded man on the side to pack the watermelon, "Hurry and lead the way for the guests' convoy!"

"Oh...oh! Okay!"

I packed the watermelon and immediately rushed forward in a hurry.

The four knights glanced at him warily just as he was about to walk in front of the motorcade.

One of the knights suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Stop!"

"Um?"

Packing Watermelon raised his head blankly, and the next second, he suddenly felt that his consciousness became hazy, and the scene in front of him began to blur. He vaguely heard an old voice calling him in his ear.

"Li Xiangmu..."

"Who?"

He responded involuntarily.

Stab!

Phew!

The moment the old man with corpse-stained face appeared beside him, an extremely bright holy sword light fell almost at the same time, and one of the arms packing the watermelons suddenly broke and flew out, pulling out the smelly organs!

At the same time, a glowing golden mark spread straight from the center of his forehead to his lower body.

Directly split his whole body from the middle!

"Saint Protector!"

The knights saw this but did not relax at all. The rich golden light burst out and enveloped them like layers of burning flames, making their bodies as bright as the sun!

"It's a B-level weird thing! Danger! Retreat quickly!"

One person yelled.

Stab!

That strange force was still torturing the dismembered Bao Xigua, tearing his body into pieces and leaving blood all over the ground.

The terrifying old man wearing an old butler's uniform stood quietly behind him at the moment. It originally only had an attack target in its eyes, but when those knights released their energy, its cold, dead eyes slowly turned.

“What’s going on!!??”

The missionary stood there with his head buzzing. The development of the situation in front of him made him think that he was having a nightmare from which he would never wake up!