Sixty-third Palm: Darkborn Altar

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The storm is howling in the vast desert, and the cold sand and gravel are beating on everyone like a strong wind.

The visibility here is very low, and it is dark as far as the eye can see, as if there is no light in the world, or even light cannot shine into this dark desert.

During this period, a steady stream of skeleton soldiers naturally jumped out, and were easily eliminated by the eight-man team.

The group of people gradually mastered the output frequency, and their cooperation gradually became more organized. Even Tata showed a slight smile and said to Lin Luo:

"This place is really nice. Aside from the missions, it's also a perfect leveling area."

The experience of the skeleton soldiers is very rich. It only takes ten minutes to fight all the way, but the experience of everyone has increased by 5%, which is much faster than the ordinary upgrade zone.

Lin Luo didn't pay attention to this, he always looked ahead.

After reaching level eight, he gained the professional feature of 'super long sight', which simply means he has amazing eyesight and can see extremely far away things.

"We're almost there. About two thousand meters further, there's a huge altar there!"

Lin Luo looked straight into the distance. In the dark world, there was the only faint light.

This light was not pure white and holy, but a blood red color, revealing a terrifying horror.

Everyone looked in the direction of his gaze and found that they could see nothing.

Maotou looked at Lin Luo with a strange look:

"Your eyesight is so good? Isn't it a professional characteristic?"

Lin Luo nodded:

"Super long sight range, a professional characteristic of archers after level eight."

In addition, in fact, Lin Luo has been paying attention to many details since entering the Black Desert.

For example, every 100 meters they advance, a wave of dark skeleton soldiers will jump out, and the number of skeleton soldiers will increase by one every 100 meters.

Even though they are only increasing one by one, they are still about two thousand meters away from the altar.

In other words, when arriving at the altar, the number of dark skeletons will surge to more than twenty. Although the white monsters have extremely low intelligence, they cannot withstand the large number and their speed will only become slower and slower.

"We have to speed up, don't waste our skills, and get to the farthest altar as soon as possible."

Lin Luo's words made others feel slightly moved:

"knew."

The crowd began to move faster, and Lin Luo was mentally counting the number of wild monsters while clearing away the skeleton soldiers on the road.

The number of skeleton soldiers is indeed increasing, and along with their undead characteristics, the strength of this copy has finally revealed the tip of the iceberg!

The injury pressure on Tata and Wuwuzi began to surge, and the output of the back row could only be cleared one by one. At this time, the requirements for auxiliary treatment increased sharply.

"Oops, I can't live alone!"

You must know that Youyouzi is the priest with the strongest healing properties. This profession abandons the output ability and devotes itself entirely to the team.

Even he felt the pressure, which clearly showed the difficulty of this dungeon in the early stage.

Maotou was also sweating profusely and said:

"There are too many. The output of so many level eight skeleton soldiers is high and reckless. What's even more troublesome is that they don't take control. Xiaoyu and I can't form a wave and use control skills to control the continuous output."

The blood volume of Tata and Wuwuzi dropped rapidly, and they had no choice but to start taking medicine.

The fifth-level blood recovery potion is an instant recovery potion with a ten-second cooldown and can restore 400 health points instantly.

The two front row players were having a hard time playing. I didn’t expect that the white-named monster would start taking drugs. How difficult will the next boss be to defeat?

Fortunately, at this time, Azijun finally played her role.

The dark staff began to wave, a wide wizard's robe was swaying in the wind, and blue-gray witchcraft rolled.

As she chanted rapidly, every time she waved the staff, a translucent ghost flew out with a roar.

The ghost seems to have no intelligence, but because it is in the soul state, it will not be affected by physical damage. Once it appears, it immediately rushes to the skeleton warrior, attaches itself to the skeleton of the skeleton and gnaws at it crazily, causing continuous damage that jumps very quickly.

Although the damage was only about 30 or 40 per tick, it lasted for a very long time. At this time, everyone was surprised, because the blood volume of Tata and Duoqingzi actually began to recover, and they also recovered every segment.

, the value is small but the speed is extremely fast!

"This is the wizard's healing skill: Ghost Feedback."

Seeing the surprised looks in everyone's eyes, Azijun calmly explained.

"Wizards are one of the very few professions where intelligence and physical strength are equal, because many of the wizard's skills are summoning skills. The health of the summoned object is equal to the character's physical strength, and the damage of the summoned object is equal to the wizard's intelligence."

"However, the damage caused by the ghost's feedback is not high. The skill effect is: the damage caused by the ghost will restore 30% of the life of yourself or your allies."

When everyone heard this, they suddenly understood.

Lin Luo, in particular, finally understood why she was an individual player.

This profession is obviously very suitable for solo play. First of all, there are summons that can attract hatred, which is equivalent to a low-level front row. The damage caused can feed back to oneself, so there is no shortage of nannies. At the same time, this profession also deals damage.

However, the shortcomings are more obvious, that is, the summons are definitely not capable of being matched by the front row, the wizard's milk volume cannot be instantly restored like a priest's, and the output cannot be as high as that of the shooter profession. To put it bluntly, it has everything.

But nothing is top notch.

Then Azijun waved her staff, and a jet-black witchcraft symbol condensed in front of her, which turned out to be another summoning skill.

[Summon: Possessed Doll! 】

[Skill description: The wizard chants for five seconds to summon a sleeping possessed imp. The possessed imp can be released by designated teammates or himself, adding adaptive panel attack power to teammates, and the attack will cause an additional 5% of dark attribute magic.

Damage lasts for thirty seconds, cooldown time is forty-five seconds.】

After Azijun finished singing, a ghost doll that was also translucent, but looked to be only five or six years old, with a braid on its head, appeared.

Then Azijun pointed at Lin Luo. This tiger-headed spirit-possessed doll actually looked somewhat intelligent. It ran barefoot in the void and jumped onto Lin Luo's shoulders with a hey!

[Tip: You have obtained the possessed doll of ‘Azijun’, your physical attack power will increase by 80 points, and every damage caused will be added with 5% of dark attribute magic damage, lasting for thirty seconds. 】

"What a high physical gain!"

Lin Luo felt the panel improve and was secretly surprised.

The wizard is not a purely auxiliary position. Having such a high gain must mean that the player's equipment is particularly good.

Although Azijun hid all her equipment, Lin Luo always felt that she was not simple.

At this time, Duoqingzi also quickly applied the Holy Light buff to Gongziyu. The latter exuded a pure and holy aura, and the blue giant sword flashed with a reddish light.

"Now there should be no problem with treatment and output. Let's rush to the altar in the distance with all our strength!"

Without Lin Luo's command, the team's strength increased linearly with the increase in buffs, and groups of skeleton soldiers fell down, exploding materials all over the ground.

When the last skeleton soldier fell, the soul fire in its eyes flashed, and it actually made a hoarse sound.

"Intruders...you have offended the Darkin Altar...you will be subject to the wrath of Commander Cade...be prepared to accept..."

--boom!!!

A whistling arrow shattered its head into pieces, interrupting its words.

Lin Luo took a step forward and said expressionlessly:

"Resupply as quickly as possible, there are still 500 meters to reach the first ruins destination!"


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