Chapter Seventy-Four: The Mystery Lock
The monster's thorny aura disappeared, leaving only the fearless aura, even if these little monsters were fearless, under the gap in strength, they were quickly strangled and cleaned, and the leader died under the Ashed lightning bomb, bursting out a bunch of items.
Everyone collected all the equipment, and distributed the equipment while resting, Zhang Yang looked at it, some of these equipment were of great value, all of them were converted into gold coins, Zhang Yang divided more than 30,000 gold, and the others were very happy when they got the equipment.
"Zhang Yang, you should be level eleven, right?" Echid asked.
Zhang Yang smiled and didn't speak, the six of them sat cross-legged on the ground, and the flame formed by the fire crystal heated the food, and what was more surprising was that the ale wine that Ashed brought with them tasted very refreshing and had the taste of beer. King's Harbor is located in the southernmost part of the Western Continent, near the coastline, where monsters are scarce and people live in peace, and the most variety of ale wine is brewed, this kind of wine, which is said to be Beiya, is produced in a small town called Beiya in King's Harbor.
"Definitely eleven or above!" A barbarian shouted: "You really deserve to be the champion of Rog, your strength is at least 70, otherwise it is impossible to repel the Commander, and the agility should not be less than 50, and the movement speed is too fast, you can even dodge the lightning arc!" ”
Zhang Yang still didn't answer, the barbarian's guessed strength value was about the same, but his agility was a little higher, after all, he didn't know that Zhang Yang had awakened his walking like flying, and the acceleration of the small talisman, the overall movement speed was 13% faster than that of ordinary people!
"Forget it, if you don't say it, we also know that it's really more popular than people!" Another barbarian said, "It is estimated that among all the new heroes, you are the strongest, and you will definitely be the favorite to win the Tristram Martial Arts Tournament next year." ”
"I'm curious about what's in Tristram's treasury......" Amazon continued.
The six of them chatted for a while, then Zhang Yang got up to say goodbye, preparing to go directly to the catacombs. In the Western Continent, most of the new heroes are cultivating here in the monastery, from level 6 to level 12, the span is huge, and Ashid and they have already met other heroes several times, but everyone has no time to talk, the number of monsters is limited, and it is best to seize the time to find monsters to cultivate.
Continuing to move forward, the monsters on the second floor of the underground prison appeared one after another, Zhang Yang howled, identified the boss monster, and then did it, or it was all the way to run by, from time to time to meet some people, there were Rogge camps, there were Branwell's, there were Western Expeditions, the new heroes of the entire Western Continent, after more than two months of cultivation, they all came to the monastery, where there were many strange people, all of them worked very hard, and they didn't dare to slack off.
Zhang Yang walked quickly, and within three days, he passed through the underground prison and arrived at the inner corridor.
The layout of the monastery is the outer cloister - the barracks - the inner cloister - the cathedral, now, the barracks are prisons under the barracks, and the cathedral is under the cathedral but it has become the catacombs of Andaril, the inner cloister connects the two, the monster distribution is between the two, the average level is about 8, but the inner cloister is several times smaller than the outer cloister, the area and space are several times smaller, Zhang Yang only walked for a day, and then walked around the inner cloister, there are more heroes here, there are heroes fighting everywhere, countless monster projections were killed, was refreshed again, and for a while, Zhang Yang thought he was in the game.
There are a total of five groups of heroes in the inner corridor who are cultivating, a total of sixteen people, Zhang Yang is a group of one person, and the others are basically a group of two or three people, they tacitly separated the battle area, fighting in all corners of the inner corridor, Zhang Yang stepped into the cathedral, and quickly found the passage to the catacombs, and entered it, but found that the exit of the passage was blocked by dozens of monsters, each monster stepped on the fearless aura, roared wildly, and he couldn't rush in, there were many legal monsters among those monsters, the attack power was amazing, and a salvo shot down, I couldn't bear it at all, so I could only retreat to the cathedral and come to the inner cloister to practice again.
He asked the two teams of heroes one by one, only to find out that those monsters were brought in by others, blocking the entrance so as to reduce the number of people entering the tomb and facilitate their cultivation. Zhang Yang tried to invite them to attack together, but no one agreed, cultivating in the inner corridor was just right, going to the catacombs, the difficulty coefficient was doubled, they were unwilling to take risks, forcing Zhang Yang to only cultivate in the inner corridor, he came to the southeast corner, a corridor area of thousands of square meters, where there are still some monster projections, under the power of the hell deity, refreshed and appeared.
With his strength, these monster projections, the mobs can't resist his attacks at all, and the boss monster is a matter of tens of seconds, which is the leader monster, and it takes some time to solve it, but the monster is refreshed, and most of the monsters that appear are mobs, Zhang Yang turned for two hours before killing a boss, and he quickly felt annoyed, too much waste of time. Simply opened a town teleportation scroll and headed back to the city.
After he left, several heroes quickly rushed over and charged at the pile of mobs.
"Who's that? So many monsters don't kill, and they have a sick brain? One hero asked.
"It's flamboyant! The champion of the Rogge Martial Arts Competition, maybe he doesn't look down on these little monsters, don't think so much, hurry up and put your skills! ”
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On the side of the teleportation array, Master Mo Cang laughed and said, "Zhang Yang, you're back." At the same time, his voice sounded directly in Zhang Yang's heart: "Why did you only rise to one level, only level 6, you have been out for seven or eight days, right?" The upgrade speed is too slow! ”
"It's seven days!" Zhang Yang replied in his heart, "No way, there are many strange people." ”
"No matter how slow it is, when I was at the fifth or sixth level, I could be promoted to one level in three days!" Master Mocang said in his heart.
Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders and didn't reply, and walked in the direction of the Barbarian Guild after leaving the teleportation array, and Master Mo Cang stopped him using a telepathic voice: "Maybe this is your secret, we don't ask, Zhang Yang, after review, our organization has decided to send you an invitation, I hope you can consider it." ”
After a pause, Zhang Yang didn't look back, he turned his back to Master Mocang, stood more than ten meters away, took out some equipment, sorted it out, but said in his heart: "What organization?" You're so mysterious, I'm afraid it's not some kind of organization that can see the light, right? "Master Mocang helped him keep the secret of his rank, and used telepathy to communicate, Zhang Yang had already guessed that Master Mocang had a big secret, so after coming back, he didn't communicate with Master Mocang on the surface, just a spiritual exchange, just to hide people's eyes, whether Master Mocang was a degenerate or something else, Zhang Yang decided to think of it as a snake, after all, he was not strong enough to ignore everything.
"Mystery Lock!" The two words echoed in Zhang Yang's heart, but he was so shocked that the equipment in his hand shook and almost fell to the ground.