"Click! ~~”

After the uncomfortable period of soul bulging, Xia Wushuang moved his body to fully promote the dawn level slightly, and the crisp bone sound was like fried beans at this time, letting out a "crackling" moan.

"Much more comfortable!" Reminiscing about the aftertaste of the magic power advancement, Xia Wushuang said to No. 7 with emotion: "There are about more than three thousand single-pulled dust crystals in this wave, buy a little material in the Super God Store, and I can directly make Athena's evil holy grail." ”

“…… Ahem! "No. 7 was delivering the news of the host's promotion to the Super God Host, but when he heard Xia Wushuang's innocent words, he was immediately choked and trembled.

"It's my fault for not saying something in advance." No. 7 finally calmed down his frightened mood before he said slowly: "Although the Super God System was born out of your fantasies, some things are still very different. For example, high-level soul weapons can only buy crafting scrolls, and the crafting materials must be brought by themselves. Take the Evil Grail, for example, for 3,000 psionic units, you can only buy one crafting scroll, and you also need to attach a soul dust crystal from a golden creature. ”

"In other words, I've brushed so much psionic energy that I can't even change a fart after I get to the bottom?" Xia Wushuang's face darkened, and his gaze at No. 7 gradually became unkind.

"Whoa! What kind of eyes are you doing...... "No. 7 realized that he was at a loss, so he had to sell a good one: "Okay, my fault." I will find a way to operate your promotion reward, and definitely let you get a satisfactory skill. ”

"That's my good system." Xia Wushuang suddenly became pleasant, and turning his face was faster than turning a book.

When No. 7 was stunned, a certain unscrupulous young man suddenly asked again, "By the way, No. 7." What can the dust crystals I collect now help me replace? ”

Before Xia Wushuang brushed the dust crystal, No. 7 had already planned the spiritual route for Xia Wushuang, and when Xia Wushuang asked, he barely paused or hesitated, and opened his mouth to say: "Of course, it's in exchange for the 'Holy Grail of Harmony' and the 'Book of Killing'." With your current strength, there is simply no one among the Awakened. Kill one to get a little spiritual energy, as long as you brush three thousand, the 'Book of Killing' will become an artifact. ”

"Fuck off! Because of a murder book, you have to kill 3,000 awakened people? Is there any salvation in this world? Use your brain! Xia Wushuang was truly speechless, although he was crazy, he was not a murderer. Let him slaughter his own kind because of a 'murder book', Xia Wushuang really wanted to imitate Zhu Yixiu to say to No. 7: "The concubine can't do it." ”

"Look at your little bit of talent, tell me how to train you into a super god powerhouse." Seven frowned and continued, "Let's put it this way, the Book of Killing is not only effective for the Awakened, killing any hostile unit will give you a 0.01 psionic bonus. ”

"In other words, I have to hack to death more than 40,000 living dead before I can get the mana amplification provided by a little yellow book?"

"You can't count it like that!" Number Seven was in a hurry.

"Okay, don't talk so much." In terms of the choice of spiritual clothing, Xia Wushuang felt that it was impossible for No. 7 to pit himself: "What is the price of that thing?" ”

"800 psionic energy plus the dust crystal of that hapless lich."

......The corners of Xia Wushuang's mouth twitched a little, and he admitted that in the reality without the resurrection setting, the unrecognizable "Book of Killing" was definitely a super spiritual costume belonging to the late stage. But precisely because it belongs to the spirit suit of the late stage, spending a lot of money to synthesize it now may not necessarily have a substantial improvement for him.

"I'll think about it." Xia Wushuang is cautious; "Let's make the little chalice first."

"Okay!" Although No. 7 very much wanted the host to adopt his suggestion, he did not blindly force it, especially after gradually figuring out the essence of Xia Wushuang's eating soft rather than hard.

The crafting process of the Little Chalice is also quite nonsense. A large rune furnace sits across the synthesis chamber; Throw a 120 worth of synthetic scrolls into it along with two Mana Orbs and a Mana Cloak; Then put the bronze dust crystal taken from the giant into the rune slot outside the furnace; The entire furnace immediately began to operate, but in less than ten seconds, the energy of the bronze dust crystal was suddenly exhausted, and then a bronze goblet appeared in Xia Wushuang's soul.

"The Holy Grail of Harmony: Increases the user's magic resistance and mana regeneration rate. The only passive: Mana source, for every 1% of the user's mana loss, the user's mana recovery rate will be increased by 1%. ”

"After a lot of hard work, I only made such a thing in the end." Putting the little chalice into the soul box, Xia Wushuang was a little lonely. No. 7 wanted to step forward to comfort him and apologize by the way, but unexpectedly, the former had already left the soul interface, but instead a heavy magic secret book smashed head-on on his face.

Basic Magic Analysis

No. 7 held the secret tome in his hand, and a trace of scare suddenly appeared on the hideous and funny clown's face.

"If you publish a murder book, why don't you buy me a magic analysis? This guy is treating me as a companion. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and Seven's originally unkind face began to become more and more terrifying and hideous.

"The crumbs in front, we must trample you under your feet! Trample! ”

Of course, Xia Wushuang didn't know what to do, a simple "Basic Magic Analysis" had already aroused the infinite resentment of a certain virtual personality. He was just walking quietly down the terrifying streets of the last days, squinting at tons of living dead who were gathering in the direction of the east of the city.

"Compatriots in the city, now on behalf of the 102nd Army stationed in Lan City, I have to announce to you a regrettable news. The counterattack of our troops to the city was a complete failure, and as a result lost most of its combat capability. The nearly 300,000 living dead in the city have now begun to gather at our garrison, and we will have to make a decision to temporarily withdraw from Lan City. But we will never abandon any of the survivors of Lan City, we will leave most of our supplies in the path of retreat, and insist on marching as much as possible after noon, taking in as many of our compatriots as possible who have fled eastward. ”

The ordinary broadcasting system is like a mobile phone in Xia Wushuang's pocket, which has long been paralyzed. There are probably more living dead people gathered in the TV tower at this moment than there are people listening to the radio. But in some places, the broadcasting system is even more powerful, and it can actually listen to satellite signals.

Throwing the entire radio off an abandoned military vehicle, Xia Wushuang took a look at the electronic instruments in the car, it was already eleven o'clock, which means that it was less than an hour before the military retreated.

Dangdang! Outside the military vehicle, there appeared to be the sound of the living dead banging on the door. Xia Wushuang glanced around the street, and after making sure that he would not attract more living dead, he slammed the car door open, and the earthy yellow figure lying behind the car door flew out of the car with a bang.

"Xia Wushuang, I'll fuck your uncle!" The earthy yellow figure let out a wail as soon as it landed.

"Uh...... Rena? Xia Wushuang touched his nose, not knowing how to describe his embarrassing mood at the moment.

Although she has changed into a military uniform, Rena's proud figure is still so outstanding, coupled with her vigorous and slightly neutral voice, it is really difficult to admit mistakes.

"Didn't you run first?" Approaching, Xia Wushuang stretched out a hand to Rena while diverting the topic.

"Where are you going?" Rena glared at Xia Wushuang charmingly, held her old waist, and took his hand to stand up. "He's just a sniper."

Xia Wushuang was so excited by these numb words that he was clever, and he vigilantly cut his blood veins to the wind of broken bodies.

"Dare to drop the old lady, go to death!"

Sure enough, in a shocking scream, Xia Wushuang's clenched hand suddenly appeared behind Rena. A beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, Xia Wushuang was like a shot put that was thrown up, and the whole person flew out.

However, Rena obviously underestimated Xia Wushuang's strength at the moment. Losing his balance in the air, he only used a trace of the wind of fragmentation to stabilize his body, and then a beautiful eagle harrier landed steadily, landing steadily in the clearing not far ahead.

"Huh? Are you getting stronger again? Feeling Xia Wushuang's aura that was different from the past, Rena's eyes lit up, and she came up in three steps and two steps.

"Coming back? I'm mad again! Feeling the malice from Rena, Xia Wucheng took a small step back, and even pulled out the long knife.

The dark silver Tang Dao was scattered with a strange red light under the blood-colored sky. Rena hesitated, but finally gave up her revenge.

"Many of the main roads leading from the city center to the east of the city have been taken over by a large number of demonic plants. Those plants are more difficult than the living dead, and they regenerate so fast that they can't be killed or eliminated...... What do you say? While reporting to Xia Wushuang, Rena took out the M82A1 that was no longer in production, and then carefully wiped it with a handkerchief.

Retracting the knife in his hand, Xia Wushuang seemed to feel something, and looked up at the already blood-red sky. Suddenly, a bright light descended vertically, bounded by the center of the city, and a series of flame-meteorites with a huge impact suddenly broke through the radioactive dust in the sky and fell towards their area.