Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Ugly Side
Finally, when Fang Jin's blood volume fell by half again, and all the mana was empty, the last bit of health of the Thunderhorn Lizard Elite was exhausted and he collapsed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In the darkness of the night, the green glow next to its corpse was unusually conspicuous.
"Green!"
A hint of joy flashed in Fang Jin's eyes, he didn't expect that his luck was good tonight.
Lu An didn't care too much about the equipment, he was more interested in the process of killing the Thunderhorn Lizard itself.
Who would have thought that an ordinary person who didn't even dare to kill the walking corpse two days ago would now personally participate in killing a level 5 elite monster?
Of course, after the excitement, Lu An was sensible enough to know who was the biggest contributor to this battle.
To put it mildly, Fang Jin can do without them, and he can basically change to two remote professionals who can stand on the pile and output. But if the two of them lost Fang Jin, no matter who they replaced, most of the elites facing this terrible thunderhorned lizard would be wiped out.
The crown's face was also filled with excitement.
With just three people, they killed a level 5 elite at almost zero cost, and if it spread, I was afraid that it would immediately cause a sensation in the entire professional circle of S City, right?
Even, it is the first case in the whole of China!
Recalling the previous battle situation, he couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and asked, "Brother Fang, what exactly is that skill you used to block the thunder trampling before?" That's amazing, isn't it? ”
If every warrior has such skills, is there a need for other classes?
Simply all of you are all inaugurated soldiers!
Fortunately, Fang Jin's words relieved the hearts of the two teammates: "Don't worry, it's a free skill that is not available in the skill tree." There are many similar ones, such as "Double Mirror", "Ancient Memory", "Iron Will", etc., all of which are very powerful. ”
After briefly explaining the characteristics of free skills and giving a few examples, Lu An and the crown were relieved.
Since it's a one-in-a-million free skill, then they can understand.
At the same time, the two couldn't help but feel a little more unfathomable to each other. Even the secrets of these systems have not been revealed, and they are worthy of being prophets who have received the "Apocalypse"!
"Don't be envious, this kind of freedom skill, you will also have a chance to get it in the future. What's more, even if you have a skill book in hand, you must have enough skill points to level up. ”
With that, Fang Jin strolled over to the corpse of the Thunderhorn Lizard and picked up the dropped prop.
To their surprise, it turned out to be a bone arrow case that looked a bit like a piano case.
【Thunderhorn Lizard's Arrow Case】
Tier 1 Magic-level Treasure (Green Equipment).
Can hold up to 20 arrows.
With the [Lightning Grant] trait, after placing a normal arrow in the case for an hour, you can get a lightning damage bonus of 3-5 points (requires a small amount of mana).
Note: A must-have box for qualified hunters.
"Damn, it's an arrow box? This character! Sure enough, I was born with European blood and a white face! ”
The crown didn't expect that the treasure that fell happened to be limited to the archer profession, and it was useless for other professions. His face suddenly smiled, rubbed his hands and took the arrow box from Fang Jin, pretending to appreciate it.
Looking at this guy's sassy appearance, it's more like showing off new loot than appreciation.
In this regard, Fang Jin and Lu An were helpless, but they could only envy.
If you change it to other equipment or accessories, you may have to negotiate the ownership, after all, many equipment can be used across classes. But there is such a thing as an arrow box, which is really used by no one except the archer.
After the battle of the Thunderhorn Lizard, he and the two team members are now in no state, and have no intention of continuing the fight.
In the end, at Fang Jin's suggestion, the three chose to accept it when they saw it. Away from this spatial rift, I spent the last hours before dawn in an ownerless house ten miles away.
When the horizon first showed a glimmer of light the next day, the two Range Rovers turned a corner and drove in the direction of Nanping.
Fang Jin, who had initially completed the accumulation in the early stage, is now trying to steadily advance to the second small stage of the end times.
Probably because he would soon be able to see his family, Lu An's expression was a little excited, and he always kept his speed at a high level. The unconcerned crown was much calmer, and while driving, looking at the scene of the end times along the way, there was a wordless intercom chatting with Lu An and Fang Jin.
The first part of the drive didn't have much trouble.
After level 5 elites like the Thunderhorn Lizard all fell to their knees under their swords, other ordinary demonic beasts were not a problem. Although it does not mean that there are no other magical beasts that can pose a threat to them, first, there are not many of them, and secondly, even if they occasionally come across them, they can rely on the speed of the car to get rid of them.
The real trouble was when they drove their car to the toll booth at the entrance of the highway connecting S City and Nanping.
Before the end of the world, he had good archery skills, and the crown naturally had good eyesight. Although the car was behind, it was the first to notice that someone had set up a card dozens of meters in front of the toll booth. I don't know where to get several rows of nail belts to completely seal the road.
As the distance narrowed, on the ground in front of the nail belt, you could clearly see the large pool of red blood, which was obviously dyed not long ago.
On the side of the toll road, several abandoned cars that had been blown up by fire spells were parked and overturned under the roadbed at will. There were also faintly charred corpses scattered next to it, and the breeze blew, exuding an unpleasant smell.
Inside the toll booth, you can vaguely see a figure shaking. I noticed a car approaching, and two people walked out lazily from behind.
The short man who walked in front carried an ordinary firewood knife and hung a high-powered telescope around his neck.
The man in the back had a gloomy expression, wearing a white robe, and he looked like a mage. It's a pity that his hands are empty, and he obviously lacks a staff as a weapon.
Fang Jin, who had originally closed his eyes to recuperate, stopped his gaze on the blood clot on the ground and the abandoned vehicle next to the roadbed, and finally fell on the white-robed mage, a little more cold and murderous intent.
Is this kind of thing finally inevitable?
The ugly side of humanity in the last days!
Before Fang Jin was reborn, no one knew what was going on in the apocalyptic world that suddenly came, and there was no survival guide that the country was fully promoting. Under the threat of the walking corpse and the demonic beasts of the Twilight plane, it is difficult for humans to even protect themselves in the early stage, and the mainstream is to survive. Although there is no shortage of crimes of all kinds, it will take at least another week for professionals to openly block the road and rob them.
But now, just a few days after the end of the world began, there was a case.
Really...... It's unpleasant!
Through the remaining traces, Lu An could probably guess what was happening, and his face was also bad.
"Two more? Business is good today! ”
Seeing the Range Rover slowly stepping on the brakes, Ma Tsai's expression was a little excited, and he shouted at them arrogantly: "Parking charges!" The trespasser ends up conceited! ”
For this kind of person who doesn't know the height of the sky, Fang Jinduan didn't move in the car, and he didn't take a horse boy who was not even a professional in his eyes at all.
Even if the other party had a professional, Lu An and the crown were strong enough to suppress him.
Seeing that the two Range Rovers in front of him were not moving, Ma Tsai's eyes were a little more annoyed.
He waved his firewood knife demonstratively, and said viciously: "The boss of our White Tiger Regiment said that if you want to go to Zhonghai through here, you must leave a toll. Five Mana Coins per person, or other system-generated items. If not, food, gas, and even women will do! If you want to do it, weigh your own weight first. Our two major professionals of the White Tiger Regiment, if you are not afraid of death, just come! ”