Perhaps because each cast was too smooth, Mo Jun had long forgotten that the Shadow Step skill attached to the [Hermit's Cloak] had a failure rate of up to 30%!

Now that Mo Jun's vitality is depleted, his lack of mental power has led to a malaise, which has greatly increased the failure rate of the skills attached to the equipment. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This is also the disadvantage of using abilities that are not mastered by yourself, if Mo Jun can really learn the [Shadow Step] skill, how can there be such a thing as a failure rate?

As soon as the camera turned, Mo Jun had already arrived at a safe position, but his posture was very indecent - under him was a lovely body that couldn't move, and even Mo Jun only found out about each other's embarrassment after looking at the flame for a few seconds, the former quickly got up from the ground, and the latter just tidied up his messy clothes with a shy face.

Pulling out a gray-white bone spear from his back, Mo Jun couldn't help but sigh at the necromancer's mastery of his skills. If it weren't for the fact that a bone spear from Rhodes flew across the air at the last moment, I'm afraid that Mo Jun would still be struggling in pain in that pool of blood at this time. It's just that looking at the little blood he has left, Mo Jun smiled bitterly: This bone spear that deliberately controls the power can still directly break his own shield, if Rod really wants his life, it is just a matter of a snap of his fingers.

At this point, the situation on the chessboard is already bright. Qingfeng, who didn't know where to go, directly emptied at least two sets of chess pieces (32) with a stunning sword before leaving, and all the fourth-level weirdness he promised to intercept and kill was completed, so he almost went directly to the final king to fight. Rhodes directly entangled the main forces in the remaining chess pieces, such as knights and bishops with at least third-level weird boss strength, and even castles and queens with fourth-level weird strength. The Flesh Lasher that Mo Jun and Flame had just killed together was the last fourth-level monster on the field—and the weakest one.

The majestic clay stone demon was covered in blood at this time, and it was naturally impossible for a stone demon without flesh and blood to be injured and bleed, these were all the flesh and blood remnants of the strangeness that was crushed by it. The stone demon's originally smooth and neat body was full of potholes, and his left arm was directly crushed into rubble by a powerful attack, looking like a weather-beaten broken stone statue. Rod no longer stood on the shoulders of the stone demons, but walked on the chessboard under the protection of a group of equally mutilated skeleton guards.

"It's okay. Mo Jun saw Blaze's apologetic eyes, comforted a few words, and sat directly on the ground regardless of the dirty and poor environment around him, took out a drink bottle and took a sip, which left him to sigh [Deville Ecological Drink Condensation Device] Although it is good, the amount of ecological drink generated is too small, and the 500ml drink is not poured into two sips, and continuous drinking will also lead to halving the recovery effect. Mo Jun is sure that if there were no such restrictions, the quality score of the [Deville Ecological Drink Condensation Device] would definitely be purple and rare.

The huge chessboard, the countless chess pieces at the beginning, now only stumps and broken arms are left everywhere, and the chessboard is full of blood (look around the flesh and blood whipper, it is really called a river...). The sleek black and white marble floor became an unattended burial place. The participants of the game who served as white chess pieces walked and died, and in the end, there were only six people left, such as Rhodes, Mo Jun, Flame, Zheng Ming, Lu Hao and Ji Fantian, which had to make people feel embarrassed.

Compared with the embarrassed Mo Jun and Blaze, Zheng Ming's state is much better, firstly, they bear the least pressure, at most they are only against the third-level weird leader, and it is easy to kill them with the strength of the three of them, and secondly, there is also a little credit to Qingfeng - the tenth sword of this green-shirted boy brother cleared a large number of enemies for Zheng Ming and the others who were worried about the strange number, so that they could survive to the end of this game without much effort.

Yes, the epilogue.

The two puppet children, the "kings" of black and white, coincidentally chose to appear at this time. They floated in the air, their bodies petite and their expressions serious, and although no one had ever seen these two men strike, no one underestimated their strength. Someone who can do things for the devil, even if it's a nameless minion, is not something that a trialist at the bottom of the strength ladder can provoke. What's more, the conversation that happened next made people break out in a cold sweat, and I was glad that I couldn't help but make a move just now.

"Seeking wealth... Forget it, let's call you greedy. The black doll child seems to be born expressionless, and even the tone of the voice is steady and terrifying: "We are running out of time." ”

"Yes, murder, or rage? It doesn't matter. Greed showed a grinning face, but he didn't care about the identity of his enemy, and said in a casual tone: "But before helping the adults get out of the cage, it is better to take the opportunity to divide the victory and defeat, so as to settle the grievances of hundreds of years." ”

That's exactly what I mean. Fury nodded, then suddenly lowered his arm into his chest, strange to say, the hand disappeared as if it had been submerged in the water, and after a few seconds, Fury looked relieved and slowly pulled an object out of his chest. It's just that this object attracted everyone's attention as soon as it was born, and even Rod, who had always looked cold, couldn't help but look at it, and then showed a fanatical expression like the rest of the people.

The thin but dazzling golden light was dragged out of the body little by little by the rage, and this light was not carried by the object itself, but was recognized as having a certain quality after being identified by the main god space, and only then could it be observed by the trialist. For example, green represents excellence, blue is rare, purple symbolizes rarity, and gold... Illustrates that this is an epic item.

Golden Epic!

What is the concept of an epic level item? In the case of a second-level purple quality item, a rare level item can greatly enhance a certain aspect of the trialist's ability. For example, the oracle magazine that Mo Jun saw in the killing mission gave the ranged attacker a fairly strong attack amplification, and for example, the [Light Energy Particle Fiber Battle Beam Skirt] on the flame's body, its excellent defense performance saved the girl from fire and water several times, not to mention the Wind and Thunder Sword in Mo Jun's own hand.

Since purple rare grade items are so strong, what kind of attributes should the golden epic equipment be?

Mo Jun subconsciously swallowed his saliva, held his breath like everyone else, and waited quietly for the black puppet child to completely pull out the epic props. As can be seen from the exposed part, this prop is long and narrow, similar in appearance to a leg bone, but the color is dark black, giving people a sense of heaviness and mystery. After pulling this bone-like poetic artifact out of his body, Fury breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly.

"The one with the highest number of points will receive this item at the end of the game. ”

Hearing this, the blazing gaze instantly surrounded the necromancer, the latter was unmoved in the face of the tiger-like eyes around him, but looked at the greed who had been smiling, the latter saw that he was furious and took out such an epic reward, and he was not to be outdone, but this time the items it took out were more impactful than the golden epic props!

"Fury, this is the bargaining chip that Lord Asacher has given me. Greed was particularly serious at the mention of a demon's name, and it stretched out its small arm, and without any movement, everyone saw invisible ripples in the space. Among the trialists present, only Rhodes and Mo Jun knew that something was breaking the blockade of space and entering this space from the outside world.

The space shattered silently, and large smoths of black peeled off from the vicinity of Greed's arm, and bursts of deeper black mist spread out from the spatial rifts. Others may not know, but Mo Jun was shocked when he saw this black, and cold sweat crept all over his back silently, and he remembered where he had seen this kind of fog.

Above the island, desperate maidens, churning black mist. In the end, he condensed into the mist of [Abyss Seed].

"Could it be that the greedy bargaining chip is..."Mo Jun's eyes changed, and the flames on the side were unknown, so he couldn't help tugging at his sleeve: "Captain, what do you want?"

Mo Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head, just as he was about to explain something, when a sudden change occurred around him! Mo Jun only felt a cold aura flowing all over his body from the bottom down, as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water in the hot summer. After the stimulation, there was a lingering gloom in my heart, as if something was blocking my thoughts. And the source of all this is the object that Greed took out after shattering the space, a polished angular diamond-shaped crystal.

"Those who fight for me will get this. Greed smiled, and said with a straight face.

...

Regardless of the fact that the trialists were shocked by the rewards of the two sides, the other space was already churning.

"Asahir, you have done a good deed!" The faceless angel's tone was filled with anger, and the holy flames surrounding his body suddenly rose, revealing his mood: "You dare to hand over such a dangerous item to greed and let him be sent to outsiders!

"What's the hurry, a lot of people are still jumping up and down like yellow-haired angels. The demon paced two steps disapprovingly, and said leisurely: "Although that spar contains extremely rich 'evil', it has been sealed for some reason, and even I can't break that thin layer of spar, so even if I send it out, it doesn't matter." What's more... Even if there is a mess, then what kind of Confucianism, Taoism, ghosts, Buddhas, and the like will not be ignored, if it is really traced back to our heads, I am afraid that by then we have broken the seal of the labyrinth, and we will have already escaped. ”

"Hmph, you just have a good idea. After savoring the demon's explanation, the angel no longer broke the casserole to ask the end, but watched the direction of the chess game with the demon, but did not notice a faint smile on the corner of Asacheel's mouth at this time, like a child who saw a new toy.

"Well, don't let me down, the 'key' I've chosen. ”