Chapter 166: The Land of Dark Projection (1)

The sun is like fire, and the midday sun shines on the earth, making everything seem to be about to be scorched.

But even under such a strong sun, it can't dispel the haze in Lan Mengyu's heart - this trip is unpredictable!

Of course, the ordinary monsters in the Dark Land are pitifully weak, and Lan Mengyu is confident that he can completely crush them, but ...... The monster is weak, and the possibility of producing items is also low, but now that the soldiers are in danger, how can he have that time to slowly grind.

The only way to do this is to go straight to the Icy Plains and target the many elite monsters there.

But...... In the face of the elite monster, he has no certainty of victory, after all, he almost died at the hands of the elite monster whose corpse was on fire last time.

Of course, most of the reasons for this result were his carelessness, and the previous others blocked the killing Buddha and blocked the killing Buddha, and even the fireball was scattered by a punch, which made him full of fighting spirit and extremely confident at the same time...... So even in the face of the corpse fire, an elite who moves slowly, but has a high attack and defense, he doesn't care about the hard-to-hard bombardment, which caused the result at that time.

If he hadn't been so careless at the time, and had skilfully dodged the opponent's attacks and fought back, then he could have won the battle at the speed of a corpse's fire...... I guess I can't even touch the sleeve of his shirt.

And this is also his confidence to challenge the elites of the Icy Plains, otherwise the elite monsters on the first map can't be defeated, so wouldn't he be sent to death if he goes to the second map?

But then again, judging from the game, the series of female monsters at the beginning of darkness in the Icy Plains have no obvious weaknesses, and he doesn't know if his skills are the opponent of the elite-level dark series monsters......

In this way, Lan Mengyu speculated on the strength of the monsters in the Dark Lands while moving forward unhurriedly. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a commotion around......

Lan Mengyu raised his head and saw that he had already arrived in front of the Dark Land.

It was no longer the desolate appearance he remembered, but a market-like existence, with small stalls and vendors selling food, wealthy merchants who came to buy dark items, and even tooth men who recruited people for gangs or squads......

Lan Mengyu's heart moved: "Maybe I can achieve my goal by acquiring dark equipment?" ”

But then he smiled wryly and shook his head, the defense value of ordinary equipment is too low, and it is basically impossible to pile up to more than 100. The previous map is estimated to only produce more than 30 defense mosaics at most, and with the addition of a helmet of up to 10 points, gloves and shoes of about 5 points, and a shield of more than 10 points, this adds up to only 60 defense points, which is far from meeting his needs.

Such equipment is not as effective as a well-made iron armor...... Although the iron armor cannot protect the whole body without gaps, at least within the scope of its protection, ordinary people's swords cannot cut through this fine iron armor.

Walk through the crowded streets to the stone bridge that leads to the Blood Wasteland.

Although the sky here is still gloomy, it does not have the scary feeling when I first came, and at this moment the bloody wasteland is full of people, and it is very appropriate to describe it as three steps and one sentry, and five steps and one post.

Everyone here clutched their weapons and stared intently at the clearing near them, as if they would not hesitate to cut down anything that popped out.

Well...... This should not be said as if it is, but it should be said!

On the way forward in the Blood Wasteland, Lan Mengyu happened to see a hard-haired mouse suddenly brushing on the clearing, and there were exactly three people near its position, who were not much apart.

At the moment when the mouse brushed out, the three people's pupils shrank instantly, and they climbed under their legs hard, and pounced on the mouse like the wind, and at the same time waved the long knife in their hands......

The poor mouse had just come into this world, and before he could react to anything, he was torn apart by three knives, which was so pitiful that it left behind its greatest curse - a gold coin!

As soon as this gold coin came out, the three of them immediately waved their knives on guard while glaring at the others with bloodshot eyes......

Originally, the default rule here was - whoever kills will be whom!

But the fact that all three men swung their knives almost simultaneously raises the question of who killed them.

In fact, in terms of the density of people in the Blood Wasteland, this kind of thing happens from time to time, and this kind of thing is difficult for outsiders to judge, so they can only solve it themselves.

But there is no solution to this...... Unless there is a camera that records all the movements of the three people and analyzes them frequency by frequency, even if someone thinks that they made the knife first, will the other two agree?

This leads to the problem of either subduing others by force, then persuading others with eloquence, or counting on others to back down automatically!

How much courage can be expected from those who mingle in the bloody wasteland, or how eloquent they are?

So at the beginning it was always with some kind character...... Of course, it's okay to put it another way - it ends with a cowardly person giving in!

But if people can retreat once or twice, can they still retreat all the time?

So after a certain honest man retreated again and again, until there was no way to retreat, he broke out in anger, and after this man cut a man who was fighting with him to pieces like a mad tiger in full view, the atmosphere of the Blood Wasteland changed, and once this kind of thing happened, no one was willing to back down......

Because people have realized the truth that people are good at being bullied by others, and horses are good at being ridden. If you take a step back here, then the next time someone else rightfully asks you to back down again...... Until you can't go back!

But everyone is unwilling to back down, so the final way to deal with it is conceivable...... The most primitive and fair method - fighting!

Seeing that the three of them were about to fight to decide the ownership of this gold coin, Lan Mengyu had to intervene, although he was in a hurry, but he didn't want to see the three of them fighting for something worth one or two silver.

He tried to draw a very superficial note - deuce!

To his surprise, the three of them readily agreed to his proposal.

But after agreeing, they still put down a few sentences such as-"This time I will give Lan Gongzi a face!" "Count your luck and have Lan Gongzi to make peace, otherwise I will not show mercy under the knife!" Cruel things like that......

This made Lan Mengyu, who didn't know much about the situation here, confused, did they approve of the equal division in their hearts, or did they really disapprove of the equal division, just to give him face?

And the deuce is not an unthinkable note, why didn't they make this proposal themselves before?

After a long time, after getting acquainted with the situation here, Lan Mengyu realized that these three people were actually difficult to ride tigers, didn't they know that they were desperate for a tael of silver? Of course it can't be, just one or two pieces of silver is estimated to be not enough for the medical expenses after the injury!

But the customs of the Dark Lands dictate that they can't retreat! Otherwise, it will be regarded as a soft persimmon...... And persimmons that are considered soft are difficult to mix here.

Because of this, when Lan Mengyu intervened and proposed an equal division, of course they were in favor of it, but they couldn't express their approval, otherwise it would be a sign of weakness.

But in fact, they can't hide their ideas from others at all, because most of them think the same thing...... It's sad that everybody knows what other people think, and they know that splitting up is the best solution, but they can't do that...... can only deceive himself again and again, maintaining the absurd rules of the Blood Wasteland.