"I need some fuel additives." Luo Ling said this to the eight ghost-shaped demons who came later.

The Specters began to work for their new masters, slaughtering zombies in large numbers and taking their hearts and brains. The fierce slaughter sparked a sense of collective resonance among the zombies, and in the song of the zombies drifting in the wind, they converged into a cohesive group one after another, trying to use the power of the cluster to fight against the ghostly demons.

However, the ability to freely enter and exit the shadow plane makes the phantom demons invincible, not to mention that their disguise ability is also very strong, not only their appearance, but also their breath is imitated vividly, with the wisdom of ordinary zombies, it is impossible to distinguish whether the person standing next to them is the same kind or an impostor. The only thing that limits the effectiveness of the Spectered Demon is that the base is too low, and even if the killing is smooth, the production is still limited.

Meanwhile, Luo Ling was fiddling with his gear in a large room.

This situation does not happen very often, Luo Ling's usual style is to replenish while fighting, all kinds of materials have their fixed positions, sweep them at a glance, what is more, what is missing, and immediately have a spectrum in their hearts, every time there is an opportunity to replenish, they will be made up directly, and only if they have to face a war with an uncertain future, they will be listed like now, and everything will be confirmed and checked to be foolproof.

In Luo Ling's view, plant clothing and colonization clothing are not mainstream equipment in the real bloody battle. Different uses, different functions, the combination of plant clothing and colonization clothing, is multi-functional and convenient, suitable for rushing and dealing with some small battles, the robe of death and the sickle is far greater than the practicality, when encountering a really strong and ruthless character, the defense of the robe is not enough to see, and the sickle is by no means a weapon in hand. And the real bloody war often requires extremely high single lethality, and all the engineering magic that has just started is not very practical, and in the end, he has to rely on his most proud ability, real swords and real guns.

In Amela's adventure, because he was from the Mind Flayer in the Dark Regions, Luo Ling plundered a lot of good materials, and he now brought some of them, enough to build ten pairs of armor. This time, he wanted to make another armor for himself, and for this purpose, he chose an energy that was absolutely extravagant for the lives of other plane systems, corpse fire.

The corpse fire itself is very ordinary, the luxury is that the life of this world carries several times the essence of the life of other dimensional worlds, even if the soul has been lost, there will still be some remnants in the body, this remnant will naturally condense in the lost heart core and brain core, purification and return to the abyss, it is merit, it is performance, if it is used for its own use, the general situation is not to add or subtract, but if it is intercepted too much, exceeding the limit, it will attract the dissatisfaction of the abyss, and the prince's position will not be guaranteed.

Just as Luo Ling said, the corpse fire is just an additive, just to obtain the remnants of the essence power, and the real smelting fire is the extreme temperature under extreme pressure. This is the first time that Luo Ling has mimicked the environment in the inner core of a star to create a weapon.

In fact, due to the constraints of strength and external conditions, Luo Ling has not been able to fully simulate the environment of the inner body of the star, which is more of an attempt, an innovation in smelting and forging.

Simulating the core of the star, even if it is just to create a small space and maintain it for a short time, the energy consumption is very exaggerated, Luo Ling carefully planned the existing energy crystallization in his hands, and finally estimated that he must complete the main process of smelting and forging in twenty seconds, otherwise it will fall short because the core forging furnace cannot be maintained.

Luo Ling took out the materials one by one, placed them in front of his hand, and then simulated the steps of making the instrument, practiced more than 30 times, and made 14 adjustments, before the steps were determined, and it was estimated that the time saved was 0.6 seconds, which made him very satisfied.

The Phantom Demons are back, they slaughtered a total of 963 zombies in three hours, which is a bit inefficient, but considering that they still need to dig out their hearts and open their heads, they can barely be regarded as right about the strength of the third-order intermediate.

"Let's hunt 36 more." Luo Ling said without raising his head after learning the number.

So, after ten minutes, the materials were enough.

Luo Ling took this number based on the ancient Oriental indigenous magic energy application science. That is, the knowledge of the fairy way. The way of heaven is not three, three three see nine, and the Tao is extreme. The mystery is very complicated when it comes to the number of qi, the luck, and the merits. Luo Ling's use of techniques in the Immortal Dao is now mainly reflected in two points, one is the technique of making weapons, and the other is the power of the five elements. Now if you really want him to explain the mystery of Sanjiu, he may not explain it thoroughly and clearly, but divine beings often have a special sense when doing things, Luo Ling thinks that this is a flash of inspiration when he touches the law of the plane, so he attaches great importance to it, and generally chooses to follow the trend, and this time is no exception.

The materials were collected, and the next step was simple processing, these rough jobs, the phantom demon also did it, and after Luo Ling taught them, he began to fiddle with the magic array.

The requirements for the environment, and the requirements for stability are particularly high, Luo Ling is no longer as chic as usual, but honestly like an ordinary magician, choosing the position, drawing the outline, inlaying the material, and creating the array. This is a delicate job, and with Luo Ling's efficiency and ability, it still took 150 minutes to complete.

After the third inspection, it was confirmed that it was correct, and the forging officially began.

In the eyes of the phantom demons, at that moment, Luo Ling became a thousand-armed Guanyin, the light in the magic array lit up, and the prepared materials were successively put into the light with a gap of 0.0 seconds between each other, not only that, Luo Ling's every movement was incomparable, at that moment, he was like a flowing light and shadow, real but vague, the phantom demons couldn't see what Luo Ling's body was doing at all, and they saw him circling around the magic array, more precisely, shaking, shaking at a super high frequency.

20 seconds, which is just 6-8 breaths at a normal person's normal rate, passes quickly. The light in the magic array is like a floating fire that has been sucked away, slamming away, and then there is no trace of it, ping-pong! The gems and materials inlaid when the magic array was arranged were either burned to ashes or blown to pieces, and the gems could become crystalline dust. This is the result of an instantaneous loss of pressure. Luo Ling didn't prepare extra energy to maintain the integrity of the magic array, or in other words, the energy consumed to maintain the integrity of the magic array was far more valuable than the sum of those gems and some other magic materials.

Luo Ling looked at the weapon in his hand, and had a feeling that he had inadvertently completed a reincarnation. The sword gun transformed into a sword gun in desperation reminded him of the simple weapon he used when he woke up after the end of the world, a 50-centimeter-long short sword, with a screw rod welded to the back, and then connected to a steel pipe with a wire buckle by a plumbing joint, and the tail was a triangular pyramid connected in the same way. It can be said to be a spear or a javelin.

The sword gun in front of him was one, but the appearance was even rougher than that weapon, because the process of decompression was not mastered well, and the short sword-like ridge of the sword fighting gun was full of thick and convex sand grains, and the handle of the gun was even more astringent and ugly. The appearance color of the sword gun is not good, the earth yellow is tinged with green, as if it is metal rust, and the blade is like an annealing failure, glowing with a dim colored light.

Dense, tough, sharp, corrosion-resistant, and with good affinity for magical energy, this is the weapon with the best comprehensive attributes that Luo Ling has created so far. In terms of materials and energy consumption, this weapon is worth at least 500 million palladium, which is enough to be called luxurious. In fact, even if the price doubles again, Luo Ling will not sell it, because it condenses the essence of the original sword fighting gun and broadsword, just holding it in his hand, there is a familiar, blood-connected feeling.

"People are not as good as the old, and clothes are not as good as new. Hehe......" The sword gun flipped between his fingers, and the light dancing appearance made it impossible to see that the weight was >

Relative to weapons, the production of armor or go through the previous process, retro shape, simple structure, can only play a protective role, and no isolation ability, this style of armor was only popular in the early days of the end of the world for 3-5 generations, and then quickly withdrew from the stage, or only in the inner and outer armor of the senior armor can see their figure. However, for Luo Ling, its flaws are negligible, and its advantages are relatively prominent.

Draped up, compact, close-fitting, Luo Ling made a few stretching and drastic movements, the influence of the armor was within the range of tolerance, nodded with satisfaction, and then pulled over a chair, scumbed the weapon, and sat down with a golden knife.

The sky was still dark red, creating a misty and dim world outside the window, and in the silence, the sound of sand pounding on the glass could be clearly heard. The smell of dust permeated the room, and with Luo Ling's eyesight, he could see the almost transparent fog made up of fine dust.

The Spectral Demon stood there, breathing in thin breath, waiting silently, waiting for new orders. That is their raison d'être and the only pursuit that has been imposed.

Such a night, such an environment, any mood will quickly cool down with the cessation of action. Although the zombies will use their movements and voices to remind you that you are not the only one in this world, and although the ghostly demon is also a kind of life, the loneliness still hits your heart irrepressibly, lingering and difficult to dispel.

Before the end of the world, when you are lonely, at least know that behind those walls, in those houses, in the streets, there are people like you; And now, when I feel lonely, it's like I'm the only one in the world.

took out a stick of licorice candy and chewed it slowly, Luo Ling, who was used to loneliness, looked a little far away and looked at the front a little empty, recuperating and waiting for the dawn, this kind of moment was a rare moment when his consciousness was less active, there were no distracting thoughts, no thoughts, some just relaxed and silently felt the world.

The river of time flows quietly, the dark red sky gradually turns to dusk, and the dawn of a new day slowly begins.

The wind drove the sand across the sky, and the raging sound drowned out all the noise. This is a time of wind and sand, and even the monsters will avoid three points.

At 7:30 a.m., it would take another half an hour for the wind to weaken. Luo Ling closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. Near the door, there were more than 30 dead monsters, all of them with a good sense of smell but bad luck.

Luo Ling opened his eyes violently, and after that, the phantom demons received his order and retreated into the shadow plane. Luo Ling's eyes slowly narrowed into lines.

A gust of wind blew near the doorway, and it was as if it were just a breath coming out of a person's mouth. It's just that this breath can't be blown inexhaustibly, because it carries a special kind of life.

This life looks like a ball of transparent water. Only by staring intently can you find the places that are obscured by it, and the scenery is slightly distorted.

The special being lingered in the doorway for a moment, did not enter the room, but slipped away gently.

After a short effort, a whirlwind of yellow colors rushed out of the wind like a fog and appeared close to the district government building. The wind was special and absolutely conspicuous, and its apparently orderly rotation made it look more like a monstrous mass of hula hoops of varying thicknesses. Moreover, the color of this whirlwind is quite dark, earthy yellow and brown, and it is wrapped in magic light and lightning, even in the background of this wild sand flying, it still gives people a strong visual contrast, and it can be seen at a glance that it is special.

Nunchucks made of cement street lamp poles, shields made of manhole covers, and sledgehammers made of truck engines...... This wind monster carried a batch of natural weapons with him, and the target was very clear, and he came towards the room where Luo Ling was, bang! Swept! Boom! Diagonal sweep! Boom! Another sweep! All of the Wind Monster's attacks are derived from the clockwise rotating wind, whether it is a stick or a hammer, it is rotated, and then it sweeps, at most, it is to adjust the height while sweeping, so it becomes a tilt attack. But the power of these attacks is huge, spin force + inertia, so that each blow has the power of self-propelled artillery, not to mention that this guy has 'eighteen weapons', and the attack frequency is quite high. The effect of the continuous sweeping was as if a giant had thrown a cross over the building, digging out a horizontal ditch, and at least six houses had been torn apart from the wall of the square.

After the wind monster swept away, a large piece of the room where Luo Ling was was was dug up, but Luo Ling was still sitting there, surrounded by scattered cement bricks, but within a circle of half a meter around him, there was not a small piece of rubble.

The wind monster bent down and aimed the top of his head at Luo Ling's location. Above its head is a whirlpool of wind, from which a strong suction is generated, and bricks, sand, tables, chairs, filing cabinets, and all non-fixed objects are sucked into the whirlpool. Luo Ling was no exception, but he seemed very calm, sitting in the boss's chair and flying into the whirlpool.

Puff! After the wind monster 'collected' Luo Ling, the absorption was changed to spitting, like the mouth of a crusher, and all kinds of torn residues gushed out from the top of his head. Mutter! As if it had a full hiccup, the wind monster made a strange noise, and the whirlwind at its waist swelled, and then brandished its eighteen-like blades and left the district government building.

ps: I don't know if it's because the catfish are too strong, the weather here is also a thunderstorm to cool down, and the power outage began in the afternoon and didn't recover until early in the morning. Deliberately got up early in the morning.,It's still late for the update.,Forgive me.,I'll continue to code.。

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