The Eye of the Poisonous Spider summons a boss-level Nocturnal Spider of the same level as you to fight for you. It can only be used once a day.

The Ring of the White Tiger, a non-level item, can summon the White Tiger Meiyu after use. The White Tiger Meiyu can be used as a mount, doubling its movement speed. It can also be used as a summoned beast, general specialty, blind combat, dodge, flexible movement, jump attack, quick reflex, iron will, fierce attack, proficient in collision, running, robust, tracking; Magic Expertise, Electricity Specialization, Fire Specialization, Spell Strength, Spell Distance, Spell Delay, Spell Upgrade, Spell Extreme, Spell Instant; A special specialty that grows as the item owner levels up.

Choose one or the other, even if you are a fool, you should know how to choose. However, if you want to give up one, although the answer is undoubtedly the poisonous spider's eye, it is the promise ring that Betsy gave me. Any woman would be reluctant to give away the ring she gave him, and Becky was so amorous. Oh, and one was excited to forget that she was only a woman now, and that Betsy wasn't gay. But why do you have to give up one? I poured out my doubts like Danbal: "Master, why do you have to sacrifice a ring? ”

"Hehe," Danbal smiled, and then began to explain, "To put it bluntly, these two rings are summoning rings, and summoning is to use some kind of energy to open up the passage between this world and the space where the creature to be summoned is located. On the surface, the two rings are damaged by the diamond bodies on them, but in essence, the summoning energy stored in these two rings is lost. Unless you can find the person who originally infused the two rings with energy to instill it again, you won't have enough energy to summon them. The first thing we're going to do is we're going to dissolve these two rings and put them together, and one plus one equals two, you know. What we're doing now is 0.5 plus 0.5 equals one. ”

I nodded thoughtfully, in fact, I didn't understand anything, but, seeing Danbal's confident look, my heart also collapsed, as long as I can repair the ring and summon the white tiger again, I don't care what you do in the first step, what you do in the second step, I want the result, not the process.

I saw him go to the closet next to him, take out many bottles and cans and other strangely shaped utensils from it, and then began to assemble them on the table. Despite the fact that his fingers were as thick as large sausages, they were incredibly flexible, and I don't understand how he managed to clamp that little screw up and screw it on another nut very smoothly. In my opinion, a bicycle tire can go through his fingers.

Soon, a complex instrument that appeared to be used by alchemists to burn gold appeared in front of me. Danbal tossed the two broken rings together into a clear flask, and sprinkled a little black with a few bits of golden sand mixed in. Finally, the bottle was placed on a burning lamp, and with a twist of the switch, a pale green flame came out.

"How is this fire green?" I asked curiously.

"Who said that if it's fire, it has to be red?" Danbal asked me rhetorically, looking unhappy that someone was interrupting his work. I ate a soft-shelled turtle, and felt bored for a while, so I simply retreated to a corner, sat on the floor, and began to get confused.

I don't know how long it took, but it was as if someone was kicking me. Damn, you don't want to live anymore, do you? I opened my eyes and was about to go to the bold man to settle the score, but I didn't expect to be greeted by the disdainful eyes of Master Danbal. "Wake up, it's almost done." He snorted and headed himself back to the instrument. I hurriedly straightened my clothes and followed, and walked to the table, where I leaned my head directly closer to the instrument and took a closer look. The instrument was too complicated, and there were so many twists and turns in it that my eyes were glazed to look at, so I still looked directly at the flask at the end of it.

Drops of dark golden liquid were falling from the small tube above into the spherical flask at the slowest speed in the world. Strange to say, there was no mold, but the dripping liquid could automatically condense and form, as if an invisible hand was constantly shaping it, and most of the White Tiger Ring was already displayed in front of my eyes.

It's amazing, if you have this craft, even if you can't make anything good, just show it off, it's enough to be stylish. I excitedly asked Danbal, "Master, how much time is left?" ”

"It's time for a dozen beers." Master Danbal replied without frowning.

I'm sweating, the dwarf loves wine to this extent, how long is this dozen beers? I was extremely upset, but I didn't express it. I didn't bother to ask him, didn't I just wait anyway? I have time. It's a big deal to go back to the corner and get some sleep.

Just as I was making a wishful calculation, I suddenly heard Danbal exclaim, "Oops! "Is there something going on, boss, don't scare me. I hurriedly followed his gaze and focused my gaze on the flask, only to see a small flame suddenly shake out of the ring that was taking shape, and after the small flame shook again, it suddenly transformed into a strange symbol of fiery red. The symbol began to flicker rhythmically and darkly, and I began to feel the ground tremble slightly beneath my feet.

"What's going on?" Confused, I turned my head to Dembal, trying to find out. I found him sweating profusely staring at the door that seemed to have a lot of fire elements behind it, very nervous, as if he hadn't heard my question at all.

"Hey, Master, can you tell me what's going on?" I lifted my throat and repeated my doubts to him. He looked back at me as if he had suddenly come to his senses, but his expression was no different from that of a demented child. What is it that makes this arrogant and domineering master fear like this, and what is that strange symbol, who will stand up and give me a reasonable explanation?

It was as if Heaven had heard my words, and someone had come forward. There was only a loud "bang", and the door that Danbal had been staring at seemed to have been hit directly by a cannonball, and the whole thing flew out of the wall, and slammed into the opposite wall with great force, firmly embedded in it, and refused to come down. A burning flame tumbled and jumped out of the door, and the almost suffocating scorching heat filled the entire room, and a clear female voice sounded from the ceiling: "Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire ......"

I subconsciously raised my hand and placed it horizontally in front of my mouth and nose, pretending to try to resist the heat. The flame suddenly contracted sharply, and a human-like creature appeared alive in front of us. The creature had perfect curves and a beautiful countenance, as well as long, flowing hair woven from pure red flames. Her eyes, which shone with a distinctive light, were staring with interest at the strange symbol inside the flask. She licked her lips and shouted excitedly, "Dead old man, you found me the Pure Flame Essence so quickly." ”

I felt all the blood rushing to my head, you must know that this "fire" beauty in front of me is not wearing a wisp at all, a perfect nude body that should be concave and concave and convex is standing less than two meters away from my eyes without reservation, coupled with the sultry lip licking action just now, the sperm worm in my brain is about to bleed from my seven orifices.

"It's beautiful." I muttered unconsciously. It's even more amazing than the first time I summoned Nellia in the shower. It was probably my whispered words that made her realize my presence, and she turned her eyes that seemed to have a burning flame in the middle to me. As soon as she saw me, she had a surprised expression on her face, and she opened her mouth and spit out one word: "Ai ......"

At this time, Danbal's thunder-like voice exploded behind me: "Presumptuous! Seeing the dwarven protector, Lord Fleminna, the Fire Lord, still didn't kneel! ”

The patron saint of the dwarves, Lord Fleminna? I was surprised, what kind of fairy is this?

Just as I was wondering, the Fire Lord Flemina suddenly floated in front of me, staring at me almost face to face. She lifted her tiny nose and sniffed, then a playful smile emerged: "Impostor." However, I was surprised that there was a second Night Enchantress in the world. What's your name and where did you come from? ”

Dare to feel that her momentary distraction just now was mistaking me for Arya. I took a closer look at the big crimson question mark on her head. You must know that since the full popularization of the privacy system, the names of NPCs and players are not said to be visible when you see them. In order to facilitate players to fight monsters, the mastermind kindly provided a set of color identification schemes for the other party's level for reference, and it is naturally an old rule to be more than ten levels higher than you, but now the question mark also has a grade, like the ordinary one that is ten levels higher than you is a green question mark, twenty levels higher than you is a yellow question mark, thirty levels higher than you is an orange question mark, and a crimson question mark like this, that is at least forty levels higher than you, that is to say, this fire lord Flemina is at least sixty-eight levels. Listening to Danbal say that she is still the protector of the dwarves, it seems that she is not small, so she has to hurry up.

"Hey! Feed! Don't you hear me asking you? Flemina asked, blowing at me.

I hurriedly took a step back, first touched my hair or something to make sure there was no sign of burning, and then gasped and said, "Lord Fire Lord, can you keep a little distance, I'm just an ordinary person, and the heat on your body is too powerful." I can't stand it. ”

"Who told you not to answer my question?" Flemina smiled and pressed her face again. What kind of fire lord is this, it's clearly a playful little girl.

I took another step back, and then answered her question honestly: "My name is Ikaruga and I'm an ordinary player, and I'm now level twenty-eight. ”

She looked at me for a moment, then suddenly pounced and pulled up a corner of my clothes: "It's interesting, you are actually wearing Arya's deception, and your profession is also a soul assassin, which is almost carved out of the same mold as her back then." ”

Looks like this guy knows a lot. I asked, "You know Arya too?" ”

"What do you mean by 'also'?" Flemina snorted, let go of the corners of my clothes, floated into the air, clasped her hands around her chest and said, "I'm Fleminna, the eighty-ninth level Fire Lord, one of the seventeen great oracles. No matter how you say it, she is also a person on an equal footing with Arya. It's you, I'd like to ask you how you managed to get your hands on the suit that Arya was wearing. ”

Oracle?! Well, well, women with super high rank and exhibitionist tendencies are oracles. I said Flemina you don't wear anything, there's no need to spread your feet so far in front of me.