Even the sunset cut himself, his eyes widened, looking at the pitch-black dagger in his hand, and he couldn't close his mouth in surprise:

"I'll go, this dagger is too sharp."

For the sake of contrast, Sunset Nick pulled out his refined short sword again, and with all his strength, he slashed out with another sword, slashing at another white bone tree that was almost as thick.

This time, the dagger was just embedded deep in the bone. Although this kind of lethality is also considerable compared to ordinary people, it did not cut down the bone tree after all.

"Sure enough, it's the dagger's credit!"

If such a dagger, which is as sharp as clay, could it be stabbed on a person's body?

I don't know what kind of enemy is so lucky to be stabbed by it.

Seeing the dagger marked by the sunset, the attack power is so fierce. Whether it was Fang Fangyuan or other players, they all cast envious eyes.

Blue rare weapons, generally only sixth, seventh, or eighth order high-level devils can afford to use, and in the entire player community, I'm afraid this is the only one.

At the same time, Duncan, who was looking around at the back of the team, finally found the goal of his trip.

He opened the pale leaves, and saw a small skull the size of a fist hanging from the branch of the white bone tree, and if you looked closely, you would find that this skull was actually a hideously shaped fruit.

【Skull Fruit】(Material, Green Fine)

"I've finally found it." A smile bloomed on Duncan's face.

The Skull Fruit is one of the ingredients for concocting the [Demon King Potion], and the market value is more than 100 Soul Coins. It is especially rare and quite stealthy, and can be confused with the calcified corpses and skulls that normally appear in the Bone Grove. It's hard for the average person to spot.

Fortunately, Duncan, as a mage, has extremely high spiritual attributes, reaching 25 points, his eyesight and perception are far beyond ordinary people, and he can easily perceive the tiny details of things, so he did not miss it.

Duncan nimbly climbed up the tree, raised his little hand high, plucked the skull fruit, and put it in the system backpack.

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Inside the cabin, the Crow Marauders' Cain Phantom and his subordinate Stone also have a full view of what the Descenders have done.

If this is an ordinary wood, it looks like nothing more than a group of woodcutters cutting wood.

But in this jungle of bones, the whole scene becomes grotesque and hideous and terrifying-

A group of Adventers with undaunted faces and happy smiles on their faces, wielding axes, cut down bone trees made of white bones and calcified corpses.

Every time the axe slashed at the bone tree, the skull at the top of the tree let out a terrible scream, and black and red blood flowed from the empty eye sockets of the skull.

The screams and spits, intertwined with the rustle of the wind through the forest of bones, were terrifying, terrifying, and chilling.

But no one who came to pay attention to such a horrific and terrifying scene, and let the black and red tears of the skull's cries drip on his body, as if he had not heard the rustle of the hot wind of hell in the forest of bones and the mournful sound of the skull.

They talked and laughed to themselves, cut down trees alone, or hooked up in groups of threes and twos, or told each other jokes they didn't understand, or gossiped with each other·······

Seeing such a scene, the fat man nicknamed Stone was frightened, and his eyes flashed with tears:

"Boss Cain, sure enough, the Advent is a group of ruthless people. They're chopping wood in the forest of bones. ”

Seeing such a scene, Kain couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, until his eyes were sore, and he realized that he had forgotten to blink.

I have seen the brave and the fearless.

I've never seen the magma, fire, and bone forests of hell used as material production points!

Please, this is hell.

- Of course, what Cain didn't know was that this was because of the nature of the players, making it easier for them to carry and store a lot of materials.

Generally, the adventurer squad that can go deep into hell is not weak, and they definitely look down on the value of a large number of bones. As for the magma and the boiling tar, it is even more difficult to preserve. And players have the ability to "card items", plus the game system backpack, the ability to collect and save items is extremely strong, so I want to buy any materials.

Quickly detached from his divergent thoughts, Cain Shadow came back to his senses and saw the players walking farther and farther into the depths of the Bone Jungle, saying:

"It seems that the [Portable Cabin] is still too dangerous to build in this location, and it is easy to collide with the Arrival's logging team. Let's move to another remote place. ”

Once he was sure that the Descenders were far enough, Cain opened the door lightly and beckoned a few of his men out of the hut.

He recited the command, and the cabin shrank in the purple smoke, transforming back into a delicate model of the cabin.

- When there are still people in the cabin, turning back into its original form will cause some danger.

"Come with me, let's change the observation point."

Cain Phantom left the place with his men. They made their way through the terrifying forest of bones, stirring up the rustle of pale leaves.

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Ten minutes later, Cain Phantom found a more remote location.

There are no white bone trees here, and the bare black-red hellsoil emits heat. At the elevation, it is a little lower than the slope just now, closer to the base of the mountain.

"Let's go here, the view here is also good, and you can also observe the village of the Adventist."

Cain raised his eyes and looked down the hill at the player novice village.

He recited the starting words again, put the model of the cabin down, and stepped back a few meters. In a puff of purple smoke, the cabin swelled dramatically, and once again swelled into a real house. It looks like a barren blood-colored wasteland, as if it were a cabin built here.

Cain beckoned the brothers into the cabin.

"We're safe now, go in and get some rest, Wade, you go make black tea.

"We drank tea and observed the dynamics of the Adventist village."

The Phantom Brothers are the most elegant and outstanding team of thieves in the entire Crow Marauder Army, and each of the three brothers has a little bit of a flair and hobby, and for Cain, this hobby is drinking tea.

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In the castle of the lords, Siefel opened the Book of Lords, and the yellowed parchment pages were outlined in black ink as a beautiful map.

The most amazing thing is that the magic map on the parchment is like an electronic map of the blue star, which can be zoomed, expanded, and rotated with Siefer's gestures. In addition, the movement of all large objects and changes in the terrain will be reflected on the map. Khaled's large chariot of hell was noticed because of the magic map that came with the Book of Lords.

Siffel narrowed his eyes slightly, noticing that a block symbolizing a cabin had disappeared from the map, and that the same block had reappeared at the foot of the hill on another hill.

And so it was. I guessed it right, it's a movable cabin, and it's supposed to have spells or magical items generated. Siffel smiled.

"Hehe, want to escape?"

Siefel stretched out his slender fingers and gestured something on the yellowed parchment map. The terrain on the map began to distort with Siefer's movements, contour lines creeping, mountains and rivers undulating, trees shifting, and paths opening up where there were no roads.

Under his arrangement, the team of players who have been advancing all the way meet the mysterious cabin again.

Now that I have the ability to modify the terrain, I'm really more and more like a game planner. Siefel laughed to himself silently.

(End of chapter)