"Seven-Ring Blood Python. Zaknafan said in a very professional tone.

It is a formidable but precious beast whose teeth, tongue, venom, eyeballs, scales, and even snake meat can fetch a good price on the Dark Elf Market.

And the most valuable is the snake bead of the blood python, which is the key organ of the seven-ring blood python that can use magic power, and the value is even higher.

According to Zaknavan estimates, the total price of such a seven-ringed blood python is at least eight hundred black gold coins.

Black Gold Coin is the currency used in the Dark Regions, and in the Tarantula Tribe, for slave fighters, one Black Gold Coin is equivalent to a contribution point.

In other words, 800 contribution points.

Due to the relationship between the two of them, Midi actually got only four hundred, but even so, the accumulated speed was enough to make the average slave fighter staggering.

But that's not all.

The Seven-Ring Blood Python doesn't choose a random place to stay, the reason why it stays in the Dark Mushroom Forest and takes the initiative to attack when Midi and the others pass by is naturally to protect something.

Following the location where the blood python had appeared, Midi soon found a dark red flower in a dark and cold depression.

On top of this flower, there seems to be a human face that is twisted and wailing, and it looks particularly creepy.

This is a grimace blood sunflower, the seven-ring blood python is here to wait for it to mature, as long as the mature grimace blood sunflower is taken, this blood python can immediately perform a molt, from the seventh ring to the eighth ring.

But apparently, it doesn't have that chance anymore.

"Grimace Bloodflower, can you give this thing to me?" Zaknafan's eyes lit up.

Although the sword soul mainly relies on extraordinary swordsmanship skills to fight, however, the power of the ghost god is still decisive after all, and this grimace blood sunflower happens to be very beneficial to the ghost god of Zaknavan , so he can't help but speak.

Midi didn't say much, just nodded cheerfully.

For him, as an extraordinary awakener, this kind of thing has almost no effect, and it is better to be a favor.

In this way, when Midi meets what he wants, Zaknavan will naturally back down.

The complementarity of knowledge, the safe teaming, the more efficient way of fighting, and the better utilization of loot, this is the benefit of teaming.

After spending a little time dealing with the corpse of the Seven-Ring Blood Python and the Grimace Blood Kui, the two of them moved forward again.

This time, it was still Midi who led the team.

On the mushroom king's wood, he saw more than one worthy prey.

Soon, the two of them came to an area with a dense mushroom population, where hundreds of vampire bats hung upside down under the umbrellas of these large mushrooms, quietly waiting for their prey to arrive.

If it's an ordinary vampire bat, of course, there's no value to catch.

But these vampire bats are glass bats, and while they suck blood, they also swallow a lot of dirt, and extract the hard glass components from it, which they use to strengthen their teeth.

Every full-grown glazed bat has a pair of fangs made almost entirely of glaze, which are perfect for arrowheads and can be sold for a very high price.

Not only that, but in the gathering place of glazed bats, there is the growth of Phantom Light Grass that Midi dreams of.

Therefore, it became a must-stop for Midi.

Of course, the bat swarm is much more difficult than a lone seven-ringed blood python.

Midi and Zaknavan used guerrilla warfare, luring bats into traps and launching an ambush when the other was relaxed, constantly reducing their numbers.

In the end, they had a fierce battle with the Great Bat King, who had a level 61 peak, and finally cleaned up this area completely.

After the corpses of the glass bats were all disposed of, the day almost passed directly.

"These teeth can probably sell for nearly a thousand black gold coins. Zaknavan's tone was pleasant.

If he was the only one, he wouldn't dare to run into this dangerous dark mushroom forest alone, and even if he came, it would take a few days to kill a seven-ringed blood python, let alone explore the entire area.

But now that Midi is taking care of each other, the two of them are helping each other, and all kinds of tactics such as lure, ambush, and flanking can be easily displayed, which greatly improves both efficiency and safety.

As for Midi, he was naturally even more satisfied.

While Zaknavi was busy disposing of the corpses for the two of them's common contribution point, he searched around the bat lair and collected a lot of phantom grass, which was also fully loaded.

According to Rost's estimates, if all of these Illusory Light Grass were refined, it might be a little more than the amount of poison in the bottle of Bloody Hand before.

This means that as long as these Phantom Light Grass are refined, then Midi will go from level 60 to level 60 peak, and can even hit level 61.

And it was only less than three weeks since he was promoted to level 60, and he was still fighting in the sky and sea of clouds to fight against the Demon Viscount.

It can be seen that the power of this leap can be brought by the dark Yinghua.

In fact, Midi couldn't wait.

That night, the two cautiously exited the mushroom forest and took refuge in a nearby cave.

For tomorrow's battle, Zaknafan went to bed early, but Midi didn't close his eyes directly, but began to refine the Illusory Light Grass quickly.

The death chase was in his body, and the breath of brimstone lingered, making Midi desperate for power.

In just one night, he had completely refined all the Phantom Light Grass, and by the next day, Midi had reached the peak of level 60.

If you can get some more Phantom Light Grass, you might be able to break through to level 61 directly!

Midi thought to herself.

However, the next few days were not as rich as the first day.

After all, both Midi and Zaknavan belong to the type of person who eats the cherries on the cake when they come up, and at the beginning, Midi chose a few places where the harvest was most abundant.

With the hunting again and again, most of the most cost-effective areas of the Dark Mushroom Forest were swept by them.

In the rest of the area, the natural efficiency will be reduced.

As for the Phantasmal Light Grass and other similar rare materials containing the Gloomy Radiance, they were even rarer, and Midi's hopes of reaching level 61 were disappointed.

But even so, Midi and Zaknavan can be said to have returned with a full load.

After all, along the way, in addition to the ones they used, the remaining loot added up to at least 8,000 contribution points, which is more than 4,000 points for one person!

In the previous four weeks, Zaknafan had been working tirelessly on missions, and the total contribution points were less than 1,000.

It can be seen that the efficiency of the two is high.

As you can imagine, if you do this for another week, freedom will be just around the corner.

Soon, time flies, and it's the last day of the week.

Due to the previous intelligence of Zaknavan, the periphery of the entire Dark Mushroom Forest has basically been explored under his leadership, which is enough for the exchange. After clearing their backpacks, the two of them prepared to return to the tribe as much as they could.

Of course, there is also the option of staying in the Dark Mushroom Forest to explore.

The tarantula tribe's requirement for slave fighters is only "no escape", and there is no condition that they must return every week. In fact, it's normal for a trip like this to spend a few weeks outside.

As long as the Black Dragon Priest can sense the magic chain and can roughly confirm that it is around your neck, and you are in the right area, there will generally be no punishment.

Moreover, if you wait for seven more days and then go back, you will also participate in the ranking tournament and will not delay the next mission.

But it was clear that Midi and Zaknavan would never make such a choice.

Although it seems that everything is going on as usual, however, only one task in two weeks means that the contribution points will be greatly reduced.

In order to be able to gain freedom faster and establish one's position in the tarantula tribe, it is natural to do the task as quickly as possible, how can there be any reason to delay time?

Moreover, the periphery of this dark mushroom forest has been explored, and basically, the resources that can be collected by the two of them have almost been collected, and if they stay, the efficiency will only get lower and lower.

If you want more and better resources, you can only find them if you go deeper.

That requires further preparation, not a rush like this.

So the two did not hesitate to choose to return immediately.

But just as the two of them began to move in the direction of the fluorescent river, a deafening explosion suddenly came from not far away.

Along with it, there is also the long-lost firelight.

In the light of the flames of the explosion, Midi could clearly see a mushroom cloud curling up in the dark mushroom forest.

It was the Flame Burst Wave Sword sent out by Asura, and Midi, who was a ghost swordsman, would never be mistaken.

Midi and Zaknavan glanced at each other, and then quickly and silently rushed towards the explosion in a very tacit formation.

Soon, they found out that there was a fierce battle going on there.

On one side of the battle is a group of dark elves who are not part of the tarantula tribe.

On the other side was a demonic beast that was more than eight meters long and covered in a metal-like carapace.

It was a dreadclaw scorpion.

The dreadclaw scorpion has three pincers, two of which stretch out in front of it like hands, and one of which has a tail that hangs high and contains a venom needle.

Although it is huge, its movements are extremely agile, and its tail attack is as fast as a hurricane, making it impossible to resist at all.

Although the hard carapace makes its movements a little stiff and clumsy, from the gaps in the carapace, it will constantly spray out poisonous mist that can paralyze people's nerves, making it impossible for the melee profession to approach at all, and also blocking all the dead corners of the dreadclaw scorpion in disguise.

It can be said that it is almost like a battering rampage made of steel, and no one can stop it all the way.

Most of the dark elves who provoked this dreadclaw scorpion could only flee in the wilderness, only a level 62 Asura and a level 61 peak gunsmith could barely resist the attack of this demonic beast.

As for the other six lower-ranking dark elves, there was no room for meddle at all.