Chapter 967: It's not enough to fight, let's do it again.
The encounter between Qiao Xiu and the sublimator, Qiao Xiu is also clear... At the beginning, Qiao Xiu negotiated with them on the condition of 'demolishing their hometown'.
"You've had a long time to think about building trust with us."
Qiao Xiu looked at her vigilant look and knew that forcing it now would only have the opposite effect, and Qiao Xiu's immediate priority now was to knock down the World Tree of the Dark Elves.
"So, since you've created the Lord of the Grey Mist... That's the name for the time being, can the Lord of the Gray Mist's health bar make a few specific numbers appear on the blood bar? ”
The Flame Bearer gripped the translucent health bar that Loydle had created again, and the blue health and red health loss had never been noticeable.
The small health bar is one thing, and the other is that there is no specific number to measure.
"Numbers, I need a unit of comparison."
Loyddell's comprehension of things related to inscriptions is truly superb, and she should be an excellent science student if she were on Earth.
It's a pity that this god of order is still a young lady who is not deeply involved in the world when it comes to human interactions.
The armor of the fire-bearer suddenly disappeared at this moment, and only a simple cloth robe was worn on his body, and at this moment, the fire-bearer's explosive figure and wild wheat-colored skin were exposed to everyone.
Joshua asked the Fire Bearer to extend his hand to Lloydle again, and Lloyddell hesitated for a moment, but still held the Fire Passer's hand.
"Can you read the way this character is constructed, how much energy she has in her body, and how much energy can you perceive in her body to support 'existence', that is, how much energy is in her body?"
This is a small question that has always bothered Qiao Xiu, that is, how much faith power has been collected by the World Tree, and how much has it cost to create a rift in the world.
Even Shiratori couldn't give Qiao Xiu a specific answer, and this god of order was obviously able to do it.
"Yes."
"Then divide this energy into five thousand seven hundred and twenty-one points."
This is the amount of blood that the person who transmits the fire has after taking off the equipment, and if he doesn't pursue accuracy, Qiao Xiu can roughly estimate how resistant the Lord of the Gray Mist is.
"Give me some time."
Loyddell let go of the fire-bearer's hand and summoned the translucent health bar in front of him again.
It took less than five minutes for her to construct the inscription this time, probably because she had already learned the logical way of programming, so she was much faster.
After doing all this, she pushed the translucent blood bar in front of Qiao Xiu again.
Qiao Xiu looked at the final boss's health floating in mid-air, and the upper limit of the health displayed on it was 1,394,270,000, and Qiao Xiu rounded it up to erase a zero.
In other words, according to the HP of the World Rift Lord, the Lord of the Grey Mist is a lord with close to 14 billion HP.
"Is this really possible to overcome?"
When Silver Yarn saw the specific value on the health bar, a shocked expression was replaced on her face.
She also played the Rift Lord in the game, but the strongest Rift Lord in the game is only 970,000 HP, even if calculated according to one million, the existence of this Lord of Gray Mist is equivalent to the sum of 14,000 Rift Lords.
"That's the difference between your character and it, and that's not counting the energy that the guy uses in battle."
Seeing Yinsha's surprised expression, Lloyddell began to be a little reluctant to let Qiao Xiu understand how terrible the opponent he was facing, and then let her out of here as soon as possible.
"I should go straight to the level 120 version, but the total HP is only 14 billion?" Qiao Xiu's voice sounded like he was complaining.
"Just?! It only needs to convert itself as an offensive energy to maintain its own existence, and the data metric you give may increase several times over! ”
This god of order is not only very good at understanding, but also very good at calculating, but he is a little 'stupid', and stupidity here refers to Al.
"But it's still going to decrease, isn't it? According to this number, the blood volume of those monsters in the seventh layer should also be between one million and two million, and their blood value is counted on the main body. ”
Qiao Xiu finally figured out the mechanism of this gray mist space, and the monsters in it were all clones of the Lord of the Gray Mist, and he mobilized a lot of energy to resist these invaders.
"Now it's only 12 billion HP left... But why does the HP limit keep dropping? ”
Qiao Xiu observed the changes in the number on the translucent blood bar, the downward trend of the blood volume possessed by the Lord of Gray Mist was hundreds of thousands to one million, but the recovery speed was also in hundreds of thousands.
But the rate of descent was slightly faster than the rate of recovery, and at that rate it was probably less than five days before the Lord of the Grey Mist was about to be declared dead.
What makes Qiao Xiu care is... The Lord of the Grey Mist's HP limit is also decreasing.
"It has fewer believers." Lloyddell explained, "Ten days ago the power he had gathered was at its peak, and it is now... But it is not known what caused the rapid beginning of failure. ”
Hearing this, Qiao Xiu suddenly had a slightly funny smile on his face.
"I probably know why." If Qiao Xiu remembers correctly, ten days ago happened to be the day that "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas" was released in the Iron Country.
From that day on, the plague that had begun to spread in the three countries was contained directly from the source, followed by the great cleaning and reform of Empress Ekana.
Although the reform is still far from being carried out gradually, and the medicine for the treatment of the plague has not yet been developed, at least the people in the quarantine area have been properly accommodated.
"And now it's growing again?"
Qiao Xiu watched the blood volume of this Lord of Gray Mist increase from 13 billion to 14 billion, and instantly realized that something big might have happened in the real world.
"Its power will continue to grow, as long as there is hatred and strife among humanity." At this point, Loyddell's voice was full of concern, "So getting me out of here is the only solution." ”
But as soon as she said this sentence and looked at Qiao Xiu's fire-bearer, the fire-bearer disappeared from her face again.
"When he goes offline, he just leaves this world." Silver Yarn explained.
"It's... Second! Loyddell trembled and clenched his hands, "When will he learn to be a little respectful of the gods?" ”
While Loyddell was complaining, the Gray Mist's life limit dropped by 1.7 billion, and Loyddell took over the translucent HP.
The maximum HP possessed by the Lord of the Grey Mist is constantly decreasing and rising.
"What the hell is going on in the mortal world? Is there a war ... If there was a war, it would be much stronger. ”
Loydell looked at Silver Yarn in bewilderment, she hadn't seen the real world in a long time.