Chapter 81: The Night of Mainz

After being successfully inlayed, the value of this core circuit opened from the system treasure chest is finally reflected:

Knight: Rune of Victory, which comprehensively increases the wearer's attributes, the lower the HP, the higher the physical attack.

Although Duchamp has no intention of relying on masochism to improve combat effectiveness, the improvement attributes of this core circuit are too high, with a total increase of 2200 physical strength, 160 conduction, 220 physical attack and physical defense, 160 each of spell attack and spell defense, 9 speed, and the Qiyao attribute of fire 10 ground, 2 wind, 2 water, 2 hours, 2 space, 2 illusions, and 2 illusions. Additional Victory Rune Effect: The will to fight is high, and there is a certain chance to deal 1.5 times the damage of physical attacks.

To know how powerful this circuit is, compare it with Duchamp's character attributes who are not equipped with tactical power guides:

Level 42, HP 4200, Physical Attack 630, Physical Defense 435, Spell Attack 360, Spell Defense 360, Speed 35. In parentheses, the above attributes include additional attributes of equipment. Of course, Duchamp does not have any combat equipment now, which can be basically ignored.

For the inlay of other conductive holes of the tactical power guide, after Duchamp thought about it, the left circuit was inlaid with attack two, move two, HP two, and the right circuit was inlaid with carved beads and evasion two, and then gritted his teeth to synthesize a provincial EP2 inlaid into it.

After this combination, the strongest single attack of the fire type is formed, the Crimson Ray, and there are also some practical magic spells available in other attributes.

Combined with the new Tactical Detractor, Duchamp's stats become:

Level 42, Blood 7040, Blue 1260, Physical Attack 930, Physical Defense 600, Magic Attack 520, Magic Defense 520, Speed 44.

Looking at this attribute, Duchamp thought with satisfaction, Brother is not a rookie to be ravaged by.

After a period of tossing, Duchamp looked at the already dark night outside the house, and his heart was a little nervous.

With such a bullish attribute, why not find a little monster to try the effect.

Duchamp cleaned up the house, changed into combat clothes, adjusted the radar to combat mode, and quietly walked out. The mining town had entered night, and most of the people had fallen asleep. Even a few of the housekeepers in the town didn't notice anyone passing by.

Before entering the Mainz Mine, there is a tunnel, and near the mouth of the tunnel on this side of the Mainz Mine, there is a fork in the road that leads to an abandoned ruin, the Monastery of the Moon, which is a relic of the Alchemy Age. In an inaccessible place like this, it's most normal for a little monster or something to appear.

The path leading to the Monastery of the Moon has fallen into disrepair, and in some places it has collapsed severely. Duchamp walked cautiously. The perfect body gave him many, many hidden attributes, and night vision was one of them.

As he walked, he looked around. On the mountain in the distance, there are many hidden magical beasts, and even in front of the ancient building of the Moon Monastery in front of them, there are many wandering magical beasts. It's really a great place to brush the grades.

Duchamp pulled out his waist knife, looked at the two who were fighting for fun, well, maybe it was the monster that was rolling on the floor, the waist knife waved, charged over, the skill was launched, and a set of routines of sneak attack + explosion + stiffness were launched, and the two hedgehog-like little monsters were opened, and as soon as the blade turned, it stabbed one of them in the belly.

The strong enemy attacked, the two little monsters hugged outside, the one who was beaten rolled his body and blocked the attack with scale armor, but the other ran two steps away, turned around and slapped his belly, and a gust of wind blew out of his mouth.

Duchamp had long been on guard against the little monster casting spells, turned around and accelerated to flash, and the tip of the knife picked up, provoking the other one. In the air, the weakness of the little monster was suddenly revealed, and the defense of the belly piece was obviously much lower. Duchamp stabbed the monster in the belly again, and the little monster suddenly fell from the air, splashing blood all over the ground.

Another little monster saw it, turned around and was about to run away, but where could it run past Duchamp, it was caught up in three or two steps, and it was picked up and flirted, and it was killed immediately.

Duchamp killed two little monsters, but he sighed, these two little monsters were too unchallenging to kill, and this kind of exercise did not have much benefit for the growth of strength.

Out of the instinct of a mercenary, he carefully examined the corpse and found that there were a lot of dazzling chips in the body of the demonic beast, and he was immediately overjoyed, and thought to himself: "It is worthy of being a monster in the mine, hiding a lot of private goods." ”

This work of peeling and extracting ore was Duchamp's favorite. He took out the knife, pinpointed the position of the stomach pouch, stabbed it, and in the blink of an eye, he got seven or eight flare wafers. The other parts of the two little monsters were useless, and they were casually abandoned by him and killed other monsters.

This Mainz mine is worthy of being the richest mine in the mainland, and even the demonic beasts on the mountain are more demonic than the monsters in other places. Duchamp killed more than a dozen monsters in a row, all of them were level three or four, and they all had a lot of Yao chips in their bodies.

Duchamp remembered that when he first trained with everyone in the green forest in the mountains, the little monsters he killed were only one or two pieces, and one monster here was sometimes equivalent to the harvest of 10 monsters elsewhere.

Seeing that the harvest was abundant, he cheered up his spirit and cleaned up the demonic beasts in this vicinity. When there were no more red dots on the map, he let out a sigh of relief, only feeling refreshed, he hadn't killed so happily for a long time.

He looked up and around, and suddenly found that he had cleared the way and had reached the gate of the monastery before he knew it. Under the cold moonlight of a winter night, a magnificent stone arch bridge leads to the Monastery of the Moon, flanked by cliffs that are invisible. Ancient ruins are in the night, full of mystery and desolation.

Duchamp muttered to himself, walked across the stone bridge, and looked at the majestic shape of the monastery in the night, and the mottled and delicate patterns on the outer walls. I thought to myself, what kind of neurosis can I get to build such a big temple in the wilderness.

On the gate of the monastery, the seal of the garrison is pasted. But there was no lock on the door, Duchamp's heart moved, he pushed it with his hand, the door did not move at all, he took a closer look, there was indeed no lock on the door, could it be that this door was locked from the inside?

Since Duchamp has added strength to mastery, he often feels that his strength is infinite, and he has even won when he wrestles with the road challenge, but at this moment when he sees such a big stone gate, he intends to give it a try, and his hands are strong, his body rushes forward, and he pushes it violently. I saw a flash of white light, and the stone door did not move at all, but a pair of door gods jumped out of the door.

Only then did Duchan know that there was a mechanism on the door, and his feet stepped back alternately, and a detection skill was thrown over, but it was two phantom beasts, and their strength was level six. In the past, when Dushang and Lu were adventuring, the two of them worked together to dare to fight a sixth-level demonic beast, and at this time, one person encountered a pair of phantom beasts, and immediately became timid.

I saw that the two sixth-level phantom beasts jumped down from the door, grew in the wind, and grew taller than Duchamp, their whole bodies flashed with cold light, their claws pounced, and they struck towards Duchamp with their claws. Duchamp complained bitterly in his heart, is he going to hit the street today.