Lan Wu didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, but Barbara and the three of them were all strong, how could they not find such a big drop of demon king's blood.

"Be careful." Barbara's complexion changed suddenly, and she turned on to accelerate as soon as possible, turning into a black shadow and rushing straight over.

"What?" Lan Wu turned his head when he heard this, his face dazed. And by this time, the drop of Duriel's blood, which was enough to fill a basin, had already been poured on his head.

At the same time, the mouthparts that were more than half a meter long brought out the whirring wind and fell suddenly, impartially, and landed right in front of Barbara. The sharp mouthparts suddenly sank into the ground like a sharp spear, as if piercing butter, leaving only the top small stubble.

"Damn." Barbara scolded and had to stop. She didn't care how rare Duriel's mouthparts were, and hurriedly looked up.

That's the blood of a demon king that can be corrupted even by dirt.

I didn't want her to see it clearly, but she heard Lan Wu shout in surprise: "Good thing." ”

Barbara was dazed.

Lan Wule is broken. It's time to run today. First, he solved the mystery of the fifteen bug amulets, and then defeated the invincible Duriel. I thought I was satisfied, but Duriel ran away, and gave himself an indescribable gift before leaving.

The jet-black blood of Duriel was dripping down his head, before it could touch Lan Wu's skin. The runes that were densely packed all over the body suddenly seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, scrambling to devour the blood of these demon kings with huge magical power. These runes devoured too fiercely. The blood of those demon kings that fell around him seemed to be under great suction, and the dragons rushed to him like they entered the sea.

"Wait, wait." Lan Wu hurriedly pulled off the glove in his left hand, and hurriedly put the stone grip ring on his middle finger to the blood of the demon king. It's a pity that those runes were grabbed too quickly, and just after a drop the size of a little finger, the blood of the demon king with a lot of basins on his face was divided up by many runes, and there was not a single trace left.

"It's a pity." Lan Wu was annoyed, and muttered that he took out the Book of Identification and began to identify the Stone Grip. After a while, he flipped through the book of identification, and immediately swept away the chagrin just now, and raised his left hand to admire it.

Stone Grip Ring

Required Level: 9

+2 Strength

+95 Stamina

+127 Stamina (based on character level)

+2 Energy

+127 Energy (based on character level)

+223 Health

+5 mana

+223 stamina max

Admiring the ring that had absorbed the blood of Dureel, Lan Wu was in a good mood. Duriel is worthy of being Duriel, and just a drop of blood directly unsealed two attributes.

Needless to say, the physical attributes determined by the character level are naturally mentioned. That's life, and the higher the better. If life is not zero, people will not die. Lan Wu loved the strange laws of this world. With 127 more stamina, his health now breaks four digits even without the bonus of Bearman's transformation. Once the bearman transforms, the ceiling will skyrocket by another 50%.

Endurance is not as important as physical strength, and the role is not low. Thinking about it carefully, from the beginning to the present, it is this attribute that has given him a lot of restrictions. If the stamina is cleared, people will not be able to move, and even some attributes such as strength and agility will be greatly reduced. When running, you need to spend a little stamina per minute. Now there are 223 more endurance points out of thin air, which is enough to run for more than three hours in a row, and with a little natural recovery in the middle, running for four hours is not a problem. The battery life is greatly improved.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Lan Wu still felt sorry for himself. If you had just been able to keep Duriel, the harvest would have been even greater. I can't help but unseal this sealed ring completely. He remembered a few other attributes of the ring.

"Strange boy." Barbara's face slowed slightly, and she didn't look at the half of Governor Riel's mouthparts that sank into the ground in front of her. If it weren't for the sake of Archangel Tyrell and his daughter Flora, how could he care about this reckless little ghost.

Just because Barbara didn't take Durel's half-mouthpiece to heart doesn't mean no one is looking for it.

Ender came back to his senses, and at a glance he saw the bone stubble exposed on the ground, and immediately turned under his feet, almost bringing out the afterimage and rushing over. This is the object of the Demon King. Or a real demon king.

It's not a doppelganger made of magic.

Throughout the ages, objects like this have been rare in the world's strongest beings. This material containing huge magical power, whether it is to create equipment, or to use alchemy to infuse the majestic magic power into the equipment, can greatly improve the attributes of the equipment. For example, the set left behind by the god of barbarians, the immortal king Bourkeso, after his death.

Legend has it that this set of Barbarian Supremacy was created from the remains of the Immortal King. This argument is very marketable. But there are also quite a few barbarians who firmly deny it.

Joke, who is Boulkeso, the god of barbarians? How could his remains be made into the strongest suit?

Ender has traveled for many years and naturally knows about this rumor. But he believed the first version more. If it weren't forged from the remains of the Immortal King, how could this barbarian suit be so powerful.

In front of him was something comparable to the Immortal King—the mouthparts of Duriel.

"As long as I can get it......" Ender couldn't keep his composure, and threw himself forward, his eyes only a little fresh bone stubble sticking out of the ground. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands touched Duriel's mouthparts, an exclamation suddenly sounded.

"Ahh Ender retracted his hand like an electric shock, and hurriedly pulled out his gloves and threw them on the ground. Without waiting for the gloves to hit the ground, white smoke rose from the sneer. A good pair of gloves turned into a piece of torn leather.

"It's poisonous." Ender gritted his teeth, staring at Durell's half-mouthpiece without tears. A good pair of golden gloves were ruined like this. With his rank, where can he go to find such a pair of high-grade gloves that suit him.

"It's dangerous." Hank touched his bald head with a look of fear. Just now, he couldn't help but want to snatch Dureel's mouthparts in his hand. But as soon as he saw Ender's quicker move, he immediately sobered up and dispelled this impossible thought.

People are the boss, and of course the good things must be left to the boss.

But now it seems that this has escaped. It's hard to find a high-quality glove for yourself.

Ender's exclamation alarmed Lan Wu. He looked back, smiled dumbly, and fixed his gaze again on the book of identification in his hand. He raised his right hand and pressed the Book of Identification, then opened it. Seeing this, his mood is better.

Upgraded.

God pity it, since the Rausch rune was activated by Rodamant, the level is like a nail nailed to the wall, and it is completely finalized. Grade 15 ...... My God, if you want to use this level to brush Diablo, it's not the same as sending them to death. The five free stats gained for each level up are not a decimal. Adding up, the strength immediately changes dramatically. At least life can be much higher.

Level 20.

The level has skyrocketed by five levels. Lan Wu was not very embarrassed. Now I can finally keep up with Avila. Twenty isn't high, but it's not low either. The eighteenth level of a professional is a hurdle. At this level, most of the genres are already stereotyped. Now that you've reached level 20, it's enough time to start planning your class outfit.

"It's time to go back to Camp Rogg." Lan Wu was satisfied and put away the book of identification. It's been a while since I've been in Lugoin, and I think Chasi has studied magic forging thoroughly with the help of Farah. Plus the artifact Hradic cube that you just obtained...... He couldn't help but drool in his heart.

A double hot stream long sword in his left hand, and a necromantic summoning flow zombie head in his right hand, wearing a deformed flow wolf head...... That's really people blocking and killing, and gods blocking and killing gods.

For a while, Lan Wu wandered out of the world, completely immersed in a bright future. He didn't realize that there was still a big problem in front of him.

"How are we going to leave?" Barbara's cold voice interrupted Lan Wu's YY.

"It's easy, Tyrell told me to just break Durrell's seal." Lan Wu didn't care about Barbara's usual indifference, and readily said the explanation left by Tyrell's clone before he disappeared.

"Forcibly breaking through the space, to put it mildly." Ender's face darkened, and he snorted coldly.

Barbara's brow furrowed slightly. She was very disappointed. Her emotionless husband is too stupid to be the leader of the crows. How did she know that Ende's spirit was very disordered at the moment.

The beloved lover was disfigured, and then ruthlessly betrayed by the lover, and then the archangel Tyrell gave all his power to the benefactor, and finally wanted to get enough of a sharp weapon to make a sharp weapon, but he put the gloves that he had managed to collect. The successive blows made this ambitious son of heaven lose his usual composure.

"It's actually quite simple." Lan Wu ignored it at all, and smiled to himself and pointed to the ten-meter-tall clay stone demon not far away: "You plus its power, you should be able to break this seal." Tyrell told me that when Durrell escaped, the seal lost its magical support and became fragile. ”

"How?" Barbara furrowed, ignoring her husband's strange appearance.

"Attack this at the same time as it." Lan Wu raised his hand and pointed to the ground not far away.

"Understood." Barbara nodded, and suddenly pulled forward, quickly stabbing one of the clay stone demons in one leg three times, and then brought the Dao remnant back into place.

"Let's get started, then." Lan Wu glanced at the three gray balls of light swirling around Barbara's body, and took the initiative to step back a few meters. This is the gathering energy of the assassins of the martial arts department. It's just that I can't tell which Qi Gathering skill this is.

The words fell, and Ender remained motionless. Hank spat and rubbed his palm, then grabbed his two-handed sword and took a few steps back, his eyes staring at the spot Lan Wu had just pointed at.

"Ender." Barbara frowned and glanced at Ender in displeasure.

"I know the weight." Ender replied stiffly, his face gloomy. It was very uncomfortable for him to have to obey the benefactor's instructions. But there's no way, and I can't think of any other way to get out of here than this way.

"Do it." Lan Wu let out a loud shout, took the lead in changing into a fist sword, and threw out a flame blast. The skill level is low, but it also provides a little damage.

The flame blast arced through the air, and as it exploded, the clay stone demon's thick arms, Barbara's dragon tail swing, Hank's jumping attack, and Ender's Blessed Hammer all smashed around the landing point of the flame blast.

Click.

There was a barely audible crisp sound, and the entire space suddenly shattered again like glass. (To be continued.) )