Chapter Ninety-Five: Shirley's Strength
The best way to deal with the trap is naturally to disarm it, but the fastest way is to trigger it directly, along the way, Shirley's eyes are becoming more and more wonderful, revealing three points of curiosity and seven points of greed, like an idiot meeting Zhengtai, and a strange Shu Huang meeting a little Lori, and her eyes began to shine brightly. In her eyes, Bai Huang's image has changed from a skeleton to a self-propelled trap trigger, and then subtly transformed into a money bag, treasure chest, antiques, and treasures.www.biquge.info
"If you can fool him, then how easy it will be to hunt for treasures in the future, and you can save the cost of those miscellaneous props used to dismantle traps, and you can break into dangerous places at will, and you don't have to worry about your little life being gone......" Shirley was immersed in a beautiful fantasy, and couldn't wait to pull out Bai Huang's soul fire and shoot it directly into the deed of sale.
However, with her identity as a "contract priest", she had already seen that Bai Huang had signed a spiritual contract with others, and it was the kind that was very closely connected, and it was obvious that the other party had also invested enough money, which made her a little clueless. Although it is not impossible to unilaterally terminate the contract, the technical work of digging the foot of the wall is not something that can be done in a few words, and she is secretly determined to get Bai Huang to do it.
If Bai Huang knew that he was looked at by Shirley because he was so good at thunder, he would probably want to cry without tears in the real sense.
"Whew!"
Once again, a poison gas trap was triggered, and Bai Huang continued to move forward in complete disregard. Explosions, rolling stones, spikes, pit kills, strangulations, some traps didn't work for Bai Huang at all, but most of them still made him experience various ways to die again and again, and Shirley, a ghost, was always able to avoid danger in advance or dismantle those traps that were really threatening.
If this treasure spot was designed by those goblins or gnomes, then what Bai Huang said before entering here is very likely to come true. However, seven or eight hundred years ago, engineering was not as developed as it is now, and as long as people with no brains were not in their brains, they would not ask those demomaniac to build mausoleums and treasure lots, after all, it is understandable to add a few locks to your warehouse and install a few anti-theft traps, but stuffing dozens of tons of explosives into it is not just as simple as brain convulsions. Not to mention anti-theft, it's a question of whether you dare to go in yourself.
While walking and observing, Shirley also roughly figured out the design ideas and architectural style here, the outer passage is simple and direct, but full of all kinds of classic but deadly traps, this way can often screen out those unpopular thieves, combined with what she thinks, Shirley has a guess about what awaits them ahead.
Ludwin, the master puppeteer, is a close friend of the court mage who is the owner of the treasure land, and is rumored to be a master architect, and when Bai Huang and Shirley meet the first puppet, she confirms her suspicions.
Instead of a labyrinth or a series of tricky traps, Bai Huang and Shirley crossed the only simple and direct path to the treasure and came to a spacious hall, the passage behind the rumbling was closed by a heavy stone door, and the rune puppets and steel guards around the hall awoke from their slumber, moving limbs that had not moved for hundreds of years.
The abundant magic power made the runes on the surface of the puppet flow with magical light, and one by one the steel guards picked up the spears and iron shields in their hands in the sonorous sound of steel grinding and colliding, and the two red rays in the empty helmets flickered with the flow of magic power, and finally recovered.
These loyal guards, who had been dormant for hundreds of years, have awakened again today, under the control of the magical center, carrying out orders to eliminate the invaders and guard the treasure ground.
If you want to get your hands on the treasure, then defeat the puppet army that I'm so proud of!! Whether it is a treasure hunter or a tomb robber, occasionally you will still encounter this simple and rough level, and fall into the battle of trapped beasts, so if you want to survive in all kinds of complex and treacherous situations, you must not have obvious shortcomings, otherwise it will be a dead word if you encounter it one day.
Shirley, as a high-level professional - a contract priest, her combat effectiveness is naturally not low, she believes in the god of a just contract, she can sign contracts with a variety of different objects, under the power of the gods, no one can violate the effectiveness of the contract, although the gods sleep after the twilight era, but the sects of the major true gods are not completely extinct, there are sects like the Church of the God of Light that still control the government of a country, and there are sects like Shirley that have almost cut off the inheritance.
Two thousand years of vicissitudes, even the change of times, the rise and fall of dynasties have been reincarnated several times, enough to make most of the gods forgotten in the long river of history, and there are very few sects that have really survived, after all, in the era of miracles, magic, alchemy, and technology can attract people's attention and are more in line with the needs of real life.
And Shirley's ability to obtain the inheritance of the God of Contract is also thanks to his father who dug people's ancestral graves everywhere, because he dug everywhere, and as a result, he dug out the remains of a temple, so that the belief of the God of Contract could be spread on the earth again, although Shirley is now alone, but this also means that she can now be said to be a great existence that integrates the Pope, the Inquisition, and the Supreme Bishop.
Facing the gradually recovering puppet army, Shirley showed a confident smile, without the slightest intention of retreating, she shook her little hand, and then waved it violently, raising her green fingers and shouting: "It's up to you, Big Bear!"
I saw a black bear mark appear on the back of her hand, a streamer flew out of the mark, and with a roar, a black bear like an iron tower appeared in front of Shirley, it was the silly black bear that Bai Huang had seen.
Dreadclaw Iron Wall, a high-level magical beast with the dual attributes of metal and shadow, if anyone underestimates it because of its stupid appearance, they will definitely pay the price of blood. Its rarity is not inferior to that of the Storm Raven, which is capable of manipulating storms and thunder.
After Shirley summoned the big bear, she waved her hand to summon a palm-sized goblin, with a small body, long pointed ears, and a pair of dragonfly-like transparent wings behind her back flapping with a little fluorescence, this is a tarot goblin, legend has it that she will only be close to pure maidens with priesthood, which is a symbol of wisdom and blessing.
Tarot elves have poor combat abilities, but when it comes to auxiliary abilities, many legendary monsters can't match her.
I saw her gently land on Shirley's shoulder, a pair of small hands scribbled a little fluorescent, and magic fluctuations flowed between her fingers, as if playing a melodious and bright music.
However, these powers were blessed with the big stupid bear in front of her, which was extremely terrifying.
"Strengthened!"
"The Power of the Bull"
"Steel!"
"Gigantic!"
"Bloodthirsty Attack!"
"Wild Unleashed!"
......
The body of the Great Bear was already as tall as an iron tower, and under the blessing of a series of spells, especially the increase of giganticism, it quickly turned into a giant monster two stories high like a balloon, exuding metallic hair, strong muscles raised high, bloodthirsty eyes, and a wild roar, all exuding a dangerous aura.
Will these puppet legions be able to withstand the ravages of the bears?