Chapter 157: Funny Big Knife

Ghost Wolf: Level 8 (Level 1 mutation): A mutant creature evolved from long-term battle experience, mutation level one, +20 life, +10% defense, +10% speed, +10% damage, +10%

All resistances, 10% chance of tearing when attacking, damage +100%.

After the milky white light dissipated, I looked at the four ghost wolves, whose bodies were obviously larger. I was filled with comfort. It was not easy, and it was a collective evolution.

However, this time, all four crows have evolved. Where can we find cannon fodder in the future? My head started to hurt again. It seems that I will only rely on the other four crows to act as cannon fodder in the future.

Ah, speaking of crows, I have to mention the lazy crow. It seems that it also emitted a burst of white light just now. It seems that the mutation level has increased, but it is the fault of this unnecessary battle, so to be honest

, I really don’t want to waste my feelings on it right now.

Crow: Level 8 (level 2 mutation), a mutated creature evolved from long-term combat experience, mutation level level 2, life +15%, defense +15%, flight speed +40%, all resistance +15%

, has a greater chance of interrupting the enemy's attack (the chance is related to the enemy's strength), and has a certain low-level wisdom.

Different from the ghost wolves, after the mutation level is increased, the lazy crow's body not only does not become larger, but seems to be a little more petite. Judging from the attributes of this guy, it seems that he is born to be a petty thief. I still hope

I hope it can get bigger and bigger in the future, and finally it can carry me up to the sky! The crow's version of the dream of the blue sky is shattered. Do we really have to wait until level 80 to learn the ultimate druid skill - Goshawk Transformation?

Realizing my dream of flying? Level 80, this is too far away.

I sighed, even the items and equipment on the floor didn't seem so cute anymore.

The first is the long-remembered hammer, which fell directly from Blood Crow. Like the best warrior medal of the year in Kasha's mouth, the hammer in the blacksmith's hand is also an item that can be picked up directly and will not follow the blacksmith.

disappear with the disappearance of the body.

Horadric Malus (pseudo)

One-handed damage: 6-15

Durability:1-1

Strength required: 15

Requires Agility: 15

Mace Level: Slow Attack Speed

+50% damage to undead

10% of physical attacks converted into fire damage

Provides forging times (1)

By the way, what happened to that "fake" thing? Uh... Oh my God, it turns out that even the Dark World is full of pirated copies. I'm desperate...

After putting the hammer away, I rolled my eyes. I was surprised to find that the "nine-ring sword" in the hands of the mutated little devil named Maldas had not disappeared. Could it be something special again? I

Curiously, I picked it up and saw that, like the hammer, it was another item that did not need to be appraised.

Maldas' large knife

One-handed damage: 1-30

Durability:30-30

Strength points required: 40

Required level: 10

Control the number of little devils (0/10)

"..."

Is this a shrimp thing? I stared blankly at this large knife that was almost a parody. If I judge it literally...

I turned my head and my eyes fell on a few little devils who had followed Maldas. They were cowering in the corner. They looked at me with fear on their faces. How could they have the courage to move after witnessing their boss being killed?

One move.

This...how should I use it? It seemed that no relevant skills came to mind, so I had no choice but to use my knife at these little devils. Unexpectedly, it really worked.

These little devils were in a daze for a while, and then actually ran over respectfully, with flattering looks on their faces. I guess they wouldn't even frown if I asked them to kill each other.

Looking at the attributes again, the number of controlled little demons has become (4/10). I put down the big knife, and they immediately retreated into the corner, looking scared and confused, as if they were not sure that they had just approached the "devil"

The behavior is very confusing.

It’s really a speechless function...

Putting down this evil sword for the time being, I took a look at the other items that exploded. It was a pity. Even if the two mini-bosses exploded, there was still no gold equipment in them. It can be imagined that the explosion rate in this world is

How infuriating and resentful.

Fortunately, there are several items inside that are no less than gold equipment.

The first is two bottles of rejuvenation potions. Compared to my explosion rate, almost every mini-boss will explode one bottle. I’m used to it...

Then, there is a gem decorated with exquisite and delicate metal patterns. The fiery red gem floats quietly in the center of the pattern. It exudes a charm that can drive all women crazy.

Ivory Soul Jewelry

Items with grooves can be placed

Required level: 16

+8 life

+16 defense

The attributes are very good, and embedding it into armor will definitely increase its value by a level.

There is also a staff that left a particularly deep impression on me. I remember when I first met Linya, she was holding an identical staff in her hand. It was like a burning stick with both sides wrapped in metal skin, and then each was inlaid with a piece of metal.

Like a ruby, yes, it is a weapon exclusive to the Necromancer.

Azure Staff

One-handed damage: 2-4

Durability:15-15

Required level: 12

Staff Level: Fast Attack Level

+1 to tooth

+2 to weaken

+12% cold resistance

+50% damage to undead

Fang: Summon barb-like fangs that shoot at the target continuously.

Weaken: Curse a group of enemies, reducing the damage they can cause by 2 levels, -33% damage, lasting 20 seconds.

Fang is a so-so skill. It is a first-level skill like the Wizard and has a very similar form compared to charged bullets. The advantage of Fang is that it is easier to control. However, the damage is far less than that of charged bullets (when the enemy's lightning resistance is

When it is 0), as for weakening, there is nothing to say. It is definitely a good skill, especially for dealing with bosses.

I am already very satisfied with the properties of this staff, at least compared to Qilinya's. Once I asked her, I found out that her white staff had an attribute of +50% damage to undead.

, nothing else. No wonder those necromancers turned a blind eye to the staff in her hand. They probably already knew its properties.

There are two pieces of blue equipment left and one piece of white equipment. The blue one is a short knife and leather armor, both of which have average attributes. The white one is a stack of 40 throwing knives. It is another good thing for Yin people.

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Then there are 3 broken gems, more than ten bottles of mana and life potions, some gold and silver coins, as well as magic cores and crystal ores used to make teleportation scrolls and equipment. They are all public items that can be exploded by small boss-level monsters.

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After packing up the things on the floor, I looked at the few little devils hiding in the corner, and I couldn't help but twist a devilish smile on my lips, causing the little devils in the corner to suddenly hug themselves tightly as if they were extremely cold.

"You all come here..."

I took out the large knife of Maldas and waved it in front of their eyes. The eyes of these four little devils suddenly became dull for a moment. After regaining consciousness, they quickly ran towards me like a pug, which is strange to say.

, Xiaoxue and the others, who were still eyeing them covetously, suddenly lost their hostility, but their eyes were somewhat unkind and contemptuous.

"Open the way for my demon army..."

I kicked open the exit door, pointed majestically at the dark passage ahead and said loudly. Seeing these four poor little devils bravely walking towards the depths of the corridor under the command, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pretense.

The bad taste of the villain.

I have to say that the familiarity of these four little devils with the military camp is definitely not comparable to that of me who only heard a few words from Kasha. Although they were controlled by me, their sanity was not lost.

Those maze-like long corridors can be said to be familiar to everyone, and the twists and turns are not ambiguous at all, and they even know exactly where they are most likely to be ambushed.

Along the way, after I gathered up the number of controllable little devils, I no longer enjoyed the benefit of sneak attacks - the little devils were responsible for opening the way. Once the enemy was discovered, it was Xiaoxue and the others who took action. As for the little devils controlled by me,

.Never mind it, you can replenish it after you die anyway. Everything is lacking in the military camp, except for little devils.

It is estimated that there has never been an adventurer like me who can walk unscrupulously in the crisis-filled military camp. After enjoying the support of the little devil for several days, I came here feeling a little tired.

The next stop of the military camp is the entrance to the first floor of the prison.

Looking at the 10 little devils following me, I hesitated and finally decided to let them go. After being freed from the control of the big knife, they suddenly woke up and looked around blankly, as if they were still affected by the knife.

The ground was affected, and after realizing that I did not pounce fiercely, but stood there with some fear, looking a little at a loss...

The prison is located on the edge of the military camp. In this way, if you want to escape from the prison, you must first pass through the tens of thousands of troops inside the military camp. There is no other way out. Therefore, in the theocratic era ruled by monks, people never listened to

It has been said that some people can successfully escape or rob a prison (of course, even if it is possible, it has been concealed).

"It's so cold..."

This was the first feeling I felt when I stepped into the prison. Whether it was the biting wind echoing in the damp cell or the cold water dripping from the top of my head, it gave me the feeling of being deep in a cave.

The cell surrounded by iron rods was already covered with condensation that could not be traced back to blood or rust. One could not help but think of how many people had been imprisoned in it, shouting loudly and shouting with words stained

Bloody hands beat the iron railings desperately. The broken and rotten torture instruments and the thick iron chains used for binding were scattered everywhere. The screams of countless wronged souls seemed to be revealed from above. The blood and torture instruments revealed

The blood and the vague resentment in the air are the source of fear for those who are inside.

However, in the eyes of ordinary people, these arrangements are like the climax scene in a horror movie. For an adventurer who has walked all the way from the Blood Wasteland, it is not a trouble. At least, this is not what I have a headache now.

As soon as I stepped into the prison from the military camp, I fell into confusion. What appeared in front of me, in addition to the dark and bloody cell that made people imagine, was also a door on the front, back, left and right. The door behind was the prison exit.

, it can be ruled out that the problem is that there are still three doors, that is to say, I have a one-third accuracy rate.

With the cold sweat on my forehead, I walked towards the door directly in front of me. After opening the door, what appeared in front of me was a long horizontal corridor with bottomless depths on both sides. It was also a choice between two options.

However, I have always been a "leftist" (that is, I am used to turning left when I don't have a target), so this time I didn't think about it and turned deeper into the corridor on the left.

After walking along this deep and dim corridor for about a few minutes, I finally reached the end. So, what appeared in front of me was another bifurcated horizontal corridor, and there was a small door on the opposite side...

I took a deep breath and told myself to be calm and strong...

After looking at the passages on the left and right of the corridor and finding that there was no end in sight, I decided to open the door on the opposite side first to see what was going on.

"Hey-", probably because it was in disrepair, the wooden door made a heavy groaning sound when it was opened.

"..."

It seems that this house already had an owner before me... I looked at the dozen or so dark and thin figures inside speechlessly.

Dark Demon: The fifth-level ultimate body of the Sinking Demon clan, it is the dream target of every Sinking Demon, well... although they can only be regarded as high-level cannon fodder at best.

At this time, more than a dozen dark demons were sitting around a large pot, greedily taking out some half-cooked, mouse-like small animals and devouring them. It seemed that they were not prepared for a sudden visitor, and they also had expressions on their faces.

He turned his head and stared at me in shock, and the awkward atmosphere lasted for several seconds.

"I'm sorry to bother you. It's just a small apology and not respectful."

I bowed to them politely and apologized, then magically pulled out a molten boulder from mid-air and handed it over, closing the door before they could react.

"Boom..."

A few seconds later, there was a tremor from the floor. I opened the door again, and a burst of hot smoke rushed over to me. The dozens of dark demons inside had disappeared without a trace.

Then, what appeared in front of me were the four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

"Oh my god, are you going to kill me~~~??"
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