Chapter 119: Artifact?

A number of values ​​as high as 3,400 or even 5,000 or 5,000 or 6,000 appeared on Fan Luna's head, which completely stunned the players who survived. It's impossible! How could a player's attack be so high? The opponent is an elite boss of level 25, and she has a certain magic resistance herself! Even players over 50 cannot do it! The highest level in the server is only level 49! And Xiao Ling's attack speed has reached an outrageous level, which is really terrible! The players all thought they were dreaming, which is an incredible shock!

Fan Luna's flame verdict fell on Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling's blood volume dropped by more than 2,000 points. Muye's blood volume of more than 5,000 was killed instantly by Fan Luna's one blow! It may be that his magic resistance was too strong, and the magic damage caused to Xiao Ling by Fan Luna's flame verdict was offset by Xiao Ling's magic resistance.

Mu Feng rubbed his eyes, wondering if everything was true. Is this guy a player or a npc? Players could not reach this level unless he had a magical weapon on his body! Mu Feng's eyes searched Xiao Ling's body and finally fell on Xiao Ling's hand. Under the burning of the flames of the Demon Ring of Xilaire, Xiao Ling's decorative gloves were finally burned to burn black, and then slowly fell off. Xilaire's Demon Ring showed its hideous face. The black flame completely enveloped Xiao Ling's left hand, like a pair of flame tentacles. The flames kept swaying, and from time to time they turned into a terrifying demon's avatar, as if they were about to swallow everything.

This powerful demonic aura instantly filled the entire corridor, oppressing the players around him to breathe, and confronting the fire-type magic elements in the air.

The momentum emitted by the Demon Ring of Hilal is shocking, and its effect is even more terrifying. It can actually increase Xiao Ling's attributes to this level.

That was a magic weapon, it must be like this! Mu Feng roared in his heart, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he knew that it was impossible to snatch the Demon Ring of Hilal from Xiao Ling's hand with his strength, because Xiao Ling's strength was too strong at the moment, which made him unable to desire to snatch it.

He needs a chance!

Artifacts are different from legends and epic equipment. Legends and epic equipment are ultimately human equipment. After obtaining them, they can be bound by blood, but only gods can bind artifacts! If a human forcibly binds a magic weapon, it will be backfired by the power of the magic weapon. The magic weapon needs a powerful master, not a mediocre mortal, but humans can use the power of the magic weapon, so that the magic weapon has become the object of robbery by players and even the country. Whether it is the once famous median magic weapon Angel Alliance, the Bow of Phantom, the Blade of Doomsday, the Curse Armor, the fleeting Ghost King Cloak, and countless inferior magic weapons, all of which caused bloody storms on the continent, and even wars between countries. In the end, they were either separated or scattered into various magic weapon parts and scattered on the continent.

A lower-level artifact can allow players to have the power equivalent to a lower-level god! However, the explosion rate of the artifact is 100%. If a player possesses a magical artifact, the artifact will definitely fall after he is killed! Therefore, players possessing a magical artifact will usually become the target of public criticism and besieged by players.

Mu Feng held the Sword of Light in his hand tightly and licked his chapped lips. Few players could resist the temptation of the artifact, and Mu Feng was no exception.

Mu Feng remembered his oath in the Temple of the Holy Light. Holy Light is our faith. We will never turn against the great true god Thelmoth, spread light and glory, punish darkness and sin, swear to protect the glory of the Paladins to the death, and let the true god Thelmoth's glory bring to the entire continent.

In front of the artifact, you should go to death, Mu Feng cursed in his heart, and glanced at all the remaining players. There were six people around him, except Mu Lin, the other five were his best friends. In the battle just now, Mu Feng's best friends did not show enough heroism and survived. Mu Feng quickly contacted these players in his voice and began to mobilize the other two priests who had escaped here to return here.

Mu Feng felt that he had a chance. Xiao Ling fought Fan Luna alone. According to the current situation, Xiao Ling either lost or narrowly won. Mu Feng secretly planned that the five people on his side were pain warlocks, destruction warlocks, ice magic, thieves, and fire magic. Although the melee professions were slightly weaker, this was not a boss after all, but a pk with the players. As long as you find the right time to attack, with the high output of these professional players, you should be able to kill Xiao Ling in one fell swoop.

The Demon Ring of Hilile is just an epic equipment, but Mu Feng has preconceived that it is an artifact-level equipment. The question is, if the Demon Ring of Hilile is really an artifact-level equipment, will Xiao Ling join their team to get the employment fee of the three thousand gold coins? But Mu Feng has no time to think about these things. There is no doubt that the power of the Demon Ring of Hilile is unquestionable. Xiao Ling's terrifying attributes at this moment are indeed facts. Interests have blinded his eyes. He will no longer think about these details. A conspiracy is brewing in Mu Feng's heart.

Mu Feng chatted with his best friends. Seeing these best friends asking for prices everywhere, Mu Feng felt a little dissatisfied. These players usually took a lot of benefits to themselves. When the critical moment, the asking price was even more ruthless, but compared to the value of the artifact, everything is tolerated.

"If I get the artifact, each player will have 100,000 gold coins and a full set of level 40 sss purple equipment." Mu Feng said, and he agreed to get the artifact first. As for the promise of sky-high rewards, whether to implement it depends on his mood.

The remaining five players moved closer to Mu Feng. Mu Lin had no time to observe the actions of Mu Feng and others. All her thoughts fell on Xiao Ling in front of him. Xiao Ling fell into a hard battle. After all, it was very difficult to fight the boss alone. Even if Xiao Ling's attributes were strong, he was still an ordinary player. Seeing Xiao Ling's blood volume falling in thousands, tens of thousands of times lost, Mu Lin felt over and over. She didn't know how much Xiao Ling's blood volume was, for fear that Xiao Ling would hang on the ground in the next moment.

Mu Lin looked at the ring on Xiao Ling's hand and thoughtful. She thought much more carefully than Mu Feng. If Xiao Ling's hand was really a magical weapon, Xiao Ling would definitely not team up with people. Generally, players with magical weapons would be very low-key and would not use it in front of people. They would not even join the team, because even friends would inevitably have some thoughts in front of the artifact. So why did Xiao Ling suddenly become so powerful? Could it be that mission? Mu Lin thought of the curse stone again, and seemed to have realized something. It seemed that this mission was related to Xiao Ling.

System: Under the guidance of the demon's power, the completion degree is 8%.

Xiao Ling's health was only five or six thousand left, and his health increased immediately. He reached more than 10,000, and his attack became stronger. He could reach five or six thousand per attack. The critical strike rate became very high, and he often produced some critical strikes of up to tens of thousands of damage. If he had to say it, he wouldn't have believed it. This number was too terrifying.

The Lord of Fire possessed!

Fan Luna sang in a hoarse voice, black flames burned all over her body, and the flames licked, and the air around her kept rising, and the rolling waves of air swept and raging, as if they wanted to destroy everything.

Despite the distance of fifty or sixty yards, Mu Feng was still burned by the flames and his blood was falling wildly. Mu Feng shouted in the voice channel: "Everyone stay away and be careful of fire damage."

Mu Lin was forced to retreat dozens of yards away. Seeing Mu Feng and his group gathered together, she frowned.

Xiao Ling was in the middle of the storm, and the flames swept like a hurricane, as if they were about to tear Xiao Ling apart. The surrounding walls were roasted by the hot flame tongue, and mottled cracks were produced. The whole building was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

The health volume fell down at a speed of 1,000 points per second. Seeing Fan Luna approaching her, Xiao Ling cast a resistance aura. Under the influence of the powerful resistance aura, Fan Luna flew backwards and retreated dozens of yards away, and the range of the resistance aura became nine yards. Xiao Ling didn't expect that the effect of the resistance aura was so powerful. Is the effect of the skill also related to the attributes?

Xiao Ling thought for a while and confirmed her guess. The effect of the warlock skill should be related to whether the mental power is strong. Xiao Ling looked at his wisdom value. The wisdom value of thousands made Xiao Ling a little dizzy. No wonder Fan Luna was pushed away by her resistance aura for dozens of yards. Xiao Ling vaguely saw his future development direction. In the game, the more advanced magic skills, the better. As long as the mental power reaches a certain intensity, the basic skills are equally fatal! High-level magic skills usually have high killing, but in terms of control effects, flexibility, etc., they are not as good as primary skills.

Yes. One very funny thing is that it is said that in the Battle of Greer a hundred years ago, a high-level magic saint was preparing to use a powerful forbidden spell to destroy the enemy's army, but it took him ten minutes to chant the magic. At this time, an ordinary magic saint cast several primary attack skills on him, and the magic saint did not cast the forbidden spell in the end. The magic saint was equivalent to the existence of the sub-god, equivalent to the elite of more than ninety levels, while the magic saint was just some elites of sixty or seventy levels. This story fully illustrates the relationship between advanced skills and low-level skills.

Fan Luna gradually became tired under Xiao Ling's attack. Her health was only 23%. The possession of the flame lord could offset most of Xiao Ling's attacks, but Xiao Ling's attack was too strong, and it continued to increase over time. Such a powerful attack made Fan Luna's health fall sharply.

Mu Lin also saw why Xiao Ling had delayed time before. I guess Xiao Ling must have enough time to release the energy in her body.

Two priests came over from a distance.

Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, then became furious and walked to the two pastors: "Who told you to come back?"

The two pastors stood there guiltily, bent and dared not answer.

"It's me." Mu Feng said to Mu Lin.

Mu Lin smiled coldly and said, "Are you sure you asked them to come back?"

Mu Lin's cold look made Mu Feng feel a little discouraged. Mu Feng's tone became weaker and said, "Xiao Lin, I just thought we could defeat Fan Luna and called them back. Anyway, there are so many priests and druids who have hidden themselves, so it's not bad for them.

"Yes." The players agreed.

"Is it true?" Mu Lin glanced at these players with a cold look. The players dodged their eyes and dared not look at Mu Lin's eyes. Mu Lin said coldly: "I'm afraid your target is not Fan Luna."

Mu Feng said guiltily: "How could it be?"

"I'm talking about it first. Xiao Ling was hired by us, and now we are helping us fight bosses. If you really do it, it will damage the credibility of our team. Sorry, we don't need such a team member. Before you attack, I will expel you from the team." Mu Lin's words had an unquestionable smell. The players hesitated. During the period of joining the group, they all developed well. In addition to this accident, there was never a record of failure in the action commanded by Mu Lin, and Mu Lin was very fair. Every time the team gained profits, the players at the bottom could also get rich income according to their respective efforts. It would be a pity to be expelled from the team, and they would also leave a disgraceful record on the records of their own group formation.

Mu Feng was still swaying between the artifact and Mu Lin. He knew that Mu Lin was not interested in him, but he still had some imaginations about Mu Lin. He had dreamed countless times that he had taken this beautiful beauty for himself. Mu Feng gritted his teeth. If there was a artifact, what kind of woman did not have it, why did he hang himself on a tree?

Mu Lin looked at Mu Feng's expression and sneered: "Why, have you decided?" Mu Lin's eyes were always so sharp, and Mu Feng's subtle psychological activities could not escape Mu Lin's eyes.

Mu Lin looked at a player beside Mu Feng: "Mu Ye, are you too?"

Mu Ye lowered his head and said nothing.

Mu Feng said in the chat: "We will automatically withdraw from the group later. Don't be expelled from the team. You can add another team if you withdraw. It's no big deal. The Longteng Guild has already contacted me, and I'm very welcome to pull people over."

The other players looked at each other and said nothing, obviously agreeing with Mu Feng's words.

Mu Lin suddenly felt an unprecedented sorrow. She was devoted to the benefits of these team members. In the end, for such a little benefit, were they ready to betray them? Is everything she did before empty? Mu Lin suddenly felt a little tired, tired of the team, and a little tired.

The battle between Xiao Ling and Fan Luna has entered a fierce heat. Xiao Ling has only 11% of her health left, Fan Luna has 7%, and the winner will be decided soon. This is also the best time to sneak attack Xiao Ling!

System: Player Mufeng quits the team.

System: Player Mu Ye quits the team.

...

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment. Why did these players suddenly withdraw from the group? His eyes swept over these players and found that they were all players who often were with Mu Feng. Xiao Ling vaguely guessed what they were going to do, but he was not sure, and he was secretly prepared.

Mu Lin's heart was filled with endless desolation. At this moment, her heart was torn apart by these players, and she kept thrusting. She held two daggers in her hand, her eyes were full of determination, and she said, "If you want to kill Xiao Ling, step past my body first."

Looking at Mu Lin, the players around him hesitated.

"Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." Mu Feng said irritably. After a while, Xiao Ling should deal with Fan Luna. When Xiao Ling returns, they will have no chance.

Mu Lin's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. The moment before, they were still teammates, and from the moment they left the group, they were enemies!

"I've known you had a leg up with that little white face." Mu Feng said coldly, "Brothers, from today on, she is not our regiment commander. There are so many of us, don't be afraid of her." Mu Feng raised the big sword in his hand and slashed at Mu Lin, the sword was full of hatred.

Mu Feng's words made Mu Lin tremble in anger. He suddenly avoided Mu Feng's attack. The dagger in his hand was a back stab on Mu Feng's back. He formed a group with Mu Feng for so long. Mu Lin saw what weaknesses Mu Feng's attacks were. If it was a one-on-one fight, it would be too easy to deal with him.

A white light fell on Mu Feng's body, and Mu Feng's blood volume returned. Ice Dharma took a few steps forward, enveloped Mu Lin in the range of magic attack, and cast an ice ring technique.

Such a pk is meaningless. There are eight people on the other side, and there are two priests, but only one of them himself. The thief is good at sneak attacks, not frontal pks. Mu Lin's wind breaks away from the casting range of the Ice Ring Technique and disappears into the field of vision of the players. But Mu Lin does not go far, but hoveres around these players, preparing to sneak attack them.
Chapter completed!