Chapter 217 216 I know that frugality is a virtue, but the leader added
Chapter 217 216. I know that frugality is a virtue, but - Leader of the League, please give me your monthly vote! [1515]
(Additional update for the ‘Sakurababy’ brothers [5/5])
"You have done a good job. You cannot control such dangerous and evil things now. If you pick up similar things in the future, you must turn them in in time."
In the Blood Vulture Corridor, Tris flipped through the "Midnight Book" handed in by two young players with a cautious and careless attitude.
Touch You Poor and Live Well stared at the book in front of them. They saw that every time Mrs. Tris turned a page, weird spiritual sparks would pop up on the strange book. That was the spiritual curse attached to it.
The psychic echo when Madam Silk breaks through with psychic powers.
This scene made Shizheng Tinghao sweat all over his head.
Just now he was thinking of checking it out on the road.
But with the density of curses in this book, I'm afraid I'll be reading it after just a few pages.
The devilish stuff of these cultists is really permeable.
"Cultists often use this kind of superficial spiritual induction to seduce people who are not determined. Once you read it without protection, it means that your spirit will suffer an irreparable impact.
But talking about the book itself, it is indeed a legendary item.
And it’s valuable.”
Tris looked at the various sorcery recorded in the book with great interest, and explained to the two curious little players:
"It is impossible to verify when the original Midnight Book was born, but the most credible theory I heard is that this thing has been circulating in the shadows of the continent at least four hundred years ago. It was part of the people who fell into darkness.
Psionics regard it as a sacred object, but in essence it is just a grimoire recording various forbidden spells.
It is said that it is divided into three volumes.
They are the "Conspiracy and Destruction" that you found, which records the skills of the dark and death factions, the "Book of Star Sea Truth" which records the knowledge of subspace, and the "Secret Scroll of Dagon" related to a certain evil god in the legend.
You are lucky to have picked up the most harmless volume.
Although the knowledge on it is biased towards curses, corrosion and darkness, it is not contaminated with the power of more difficult evil things."
"So, Mrs. Tracey, is this genuine?"
Moyouqiong asked curiously.
Cuisi glanced at this little cutie and smiled like a little fool, shaking her head and saying:
"How could it be genuine?
If it is genuine, the moment you see it, the two of you will turn into hopeless lunatics with twisted limbs due to the psychic shock.
This is just a very high quality manuscript.
However, the recorder probably read the Scroll of Creation and Destruction with his own eyes. Look, he even thoughtfully added some annotations.
I heard that the authentic Scroll of Creation and Destruction was personally collected by the previous purification master of the Ring Tower, His Excellency Maireddin, from the cultists in the Cato area and stored in the Forbidden Tower of the Ring Tower. It was already 190 years old.
That happened more than ten years ago.
Just a year before I was pronounced dead.
Ah, the old story.
But you did a good job and deserve to be rewarded."
Cuisi took out two scrolls from the drawer, scribbled orders on them and gave them to Mo Youqiong and Live Full Good, and said in a charming and gentle tone:
"Take it to the Blood Vulture Quartermaster. Each of you will receive a psychic protection ring made by me as a reward for turning in the evil objects in time."
"Thank you for your generosity! His Excellency the Grand Duke."
I took the note with a smile on my face, glanced at it and found that it was a component reward for the "Family Guard" set, and I felt even happier.
That is the current version of the "top-level suit". You can get a part by completing a task, which is a huge profit!
But life is good and I have some other expectations.
He whispered:
"Um, Grand Duke Tris, I'm actually quite curious about this knowledge, can I?"
"You want to learn?"
Tris rolled her eyes.
He said in his heart that these alien warriors are really ignorant and fearless. Even the vampires called "evil ghosts" regard this thing as an evil thing. How dare he dare to learn this despite the disapproval of the world.
But she remembered little Murphy's advice again, thought about it and said:
"It's not impossible, but I need to screen out those dangerous spells that cannot be learned by you, and then I will allow you to copy some of the knowledge. However, warrior, you must first prove your potential as a psionicist."
Tris spoke in a long voice and said business-like with a straight face:
"First find me thirty bottles of fine wine. I need to use them to complete a complex set of purification rituals for this evil book. The wine needs to be no less than thirty years old and cannot be repeated.
The longer the cellaring time, the deeper the purifying power contained in those mellow aromas.”
"I understand! I will try my best to collect these for you. Thank you for your generosity, Mrs. Tracey."
Xingzheng was very happy when he saw that he had triggered the "Trial of the Trickster's Apprentice" mission, and he was immediately satisfied and exited the Grand Duke's office with Mo Youqiong.
On the way out of the Blood Vulture Corridor, Huo Zheng was savoring the conversation he had just had with Mrs. Tris, and he whispered:
"The modeling of this NPC is so charming. There is a touch of charm in her bones. I don't know her favorability."
"Shhhhhh! You can't say it! This is a topic that you can't even talk about! Shut up!"
Mo Youqiong was startled, and he quickly covered the mouth of his good friend who was speaking freely. He looked around and reminded:
"Mrs. Tracey is Mr. Murphy's official CP. Although it is not stated clearly in the game, their relationship is like this. If you dare to speak in a pornographic manner, it will be a big deal. Do you know those high-level players in Miao Miao Brother?
They were just talking obscenely, which led to them being cursed by Mrs. Tracey, and they had very bad luck in the game."
"Ah? Is there such a thing?"
Life is quite good. He said with wide eyes:
"So, does this game really have a hidden value of 'luck'?"
"There should be."
I can't even give you a specific answer.
After all, theoretically speaking, he is just a newbie who has only been in the game for less than twenty days.
"Let's go and find a place to log off."
It was a fun day, but now I felt a little tired, so I took my good friend outside and said as I walked:
"I'll come see you in a few days and let's get together offline."
"Excuse me, I am already in the sleep link state. In reality, I have already fallen asleep. If you are tired, you can log off. I still have to do a few tasks."
Your poor schedule is very full, he clapped his fingers and said:
"The reputation of the Cadman People's Army is daily, the reputation of the Adventurer's Guild, and the fight club ticket mission. After a while, I have an appointment with Shiliu and the others to play the "Advance into the Blood Vulture Corridor" raid, and finally, the summoner's skill practice!
Belly said that he has found several toxins unique to Transia that can be given to manticores. I have to go look for them and help him level up.
I'm still busy."
"Holy shit! Are you playing games or going to work?"
It was so good that I couldn't help but cover my face and said:
"Just play a game and have fun. Why are you so tired?"
"You don't understand. You haven't realized the fun of this game yet. In the future, you will be like me, young man."
Mo Youqiong grinned with an "experienced" expression, blew a whistle swaggeringly, summoned his manticore to come down from the sky, mounted it and disappeared into the dawn light.
He curled his lips and turned on the "sleep link program" of the gaming helmet.
He stretched his body and closed his eyes to fall asleep again in reality, and then opened his eyes again in the game.
"Well, it's already dawn."
He felt this strange experience of playing games while sleeping and "traveling between two realms". He felt that he was really in a dream, and he planned to go to the administrative office to wake up his two assistants.
Just after the two little rich brothers left, Tris received the orb communication from Murphy.
The lord asked her to meet in a certain area underground in the Blood Vulture Corridor. The witch hunters had already made preliminary conclusions about the remains of the ghoul overlord at the bottom of the sewer. Murphy felt that Tris should know about this.
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The Archduke of the Blood Vulture immediately rubbed his eyebrows. To be able to make little Murphy so cautious fully demonstrated that the corpse that was used as the "training base" for the ghoul overlord also had a background.
This made Tris couldn't help complaining about why things in Transia are always so bad? It's like pulling out cassava, one pulls out a bunch, you never guess how bad an unexpected event will lead to.
But complaints are complaints. As the strongest person currently in charge of Scarlet Castle, Tris cannot give up her responsibilities to this land.
She quickly rushed to Murphy's side.
It was an abandoned room located at the bottom of the corridor that had been cleared out by workers a few days ago. At this time, the witch hunters had used many natural wood carvings and ritual tools to set up a barrier to prevent the escape of death energy.
But natural psychic powers are not kind to vampires, so Murphy, Maxim and Tris could only stand outside the room and watch Sister Marianne, Old Eugene and Natalie deal with it.
The remains of the ghoul overlord.
This thing is indeed not yet formed, but the remnants of the power of Hades prevent it from being discarded casually. It is like a "source of pollution". Digging a hole and burying it casually can easily trigger a second wave of undead disaster.
"We probably have to burn it."
Tris looked at the processing procedures of the witch hunters in the room. She played with the serenade staff and said to Murphy:
"It can't be burned with ordinary flames. The purifying fire bursting out from Natalie's holy sword can help us complete this matter, but what exactly do you want me to see here?"
"It's two things."
Murphy opened a wooden box in front of him. Inside were ten pale twisted bone claws and a bunch of ghoul teeth stained with filthy power, which were just obtained from the ghoul overlord.
Materials", they all belong to "high-level rare materials" using items to identify them.
He didn't intend to waste it, so he said to Tris with strange eyes:
"I hope you can use your superb alchemical skills to process some of these things and make them into combat swords and short swords or daggers. It is best to make them into a 'Ghoul King' series, so that I can give more to you in the future.
The reward for my warriors."
"Well"
Tris rolled her eyes and said:
"Your personality is really suitable for being a housewife, little Murphy, can't you bear even a little waste?
This ghoul overlord has not really taken shape, resulting in an insufficient concentration of death plague on its claws and teeth. Even if the weapon is made, it is not as high-end as you think. Okay, okay, let's make the best use of everything, I will
I took the time to do it for you.
But now that we’ve come this far, why not take out its eyeballs too?
That thing can be made into jewelry for reconnaissance, and the tendons can be tanned with alchemical materials to make bow strings, and the strongest bones can be used to make two protective shields. If you don't mind, the Ghoul Overlord can be stretched to the extreme.
The spiked tongue can even be used to make a whip.
Well, it looks like they are all treasures!"
"Hey, this is called professionalism!"
Murphy stretched out his thumb and sighed, then took out the calculation orb and passed Trish's instructions to President Natalie who was busy in the room.
He could clearly see the shock and helplessness on Natalie's face outside the house, but the president of the Adventurer's Guild did not refute. Instead, she sighed tiredly and picked up a pair of full-protection models from the side.
Gauntlets and a boning knife made of sacred oak.
Obviously, he intends to satisfy his lord's request of "making full use of everything and being diligent and frugal".
"Then the second thing."
Murphy handed the box containing the Ghoul Overlord materials to Maxim, who held it in his arms. He stood guard and listened to Murphy's description of Tris.
The vampire lord looked at the final purification going on in the room filled with green light, and he whispered to Tris:
"Just now, Sister Marian told me that they identified the 'prototype' of this ghoul overlord. It was a dwarf or a frost dwarf. Unfortunately, it was too severely eroded by the power of Hades, and it was impossible to determine his original identity.
"
"Hmm? A frost dwarf?"
Tris was really shocked now.
As a well-informed Scarlet Witch, she immediately realized the strangeness of this matter. She frowned and said:
"No matter which clan of dwarves they are, even those 'exiled' sin dwarves who have committed great mistakes and are not recognized by the three clans, they also strictly follow the teachings of Gaia, the mother of the earth. Regardless of identity and status, when a dwarf
After death, they will return to the flames, and their ashes will be buried in the funerary temple under the earth.
Theoretically, unless an irreversible accident occurs, it is difficult to find a complete dwarf corpse in the material world.
The observance of tradition by those short fellows is unimaginable. They once paid a heavy price of two hundred deaths in order to retrieve the body of a soldier. This is what I saw with my own eyes when I traveled to the mainland.
He could be used as material for the formation of a ghoul overlord. He was also a strong man of gold rank during his lifetime. Even among the dwarves, there were not many such people.
I have never heard of any powerful dwarf dying unexpectedly in the past ten years.
Even the bodies were stolen."
"What about counting further forward?"
Murphy said:
"Perhaps they obtained this corpse as material decades or even hundreds of years ago?"
"Don't make trouble, do you think that you can cast necromancy by just finding a random corpse?
What those cultists or orthodox death masters pursue is the peculiar 'charm' that a corpse retains when it transcends life and death, especially this kind of high-level necromancy is even more stringent in the selection of receptors."
Tris corrected:
"The world-recognized school of death psychic masters, the Moon Priests of the Songhai people will even begin to use complex rituals to make their death 'complete' before the death of the recipient, in order to obtain more perfect casting materials.
.
That's the Plague Ghoul Overlord!
It is also a rare high-level undead spirit in the Hades plane. To cultivate such a thing in the material world requires the right time and place that you cannot imagine.
This dwarf will not have been dead for more than five years! Absolutely not! And if the witch hunters have confirmed that he is a frost dwarf, then we may be able to find out about it in the Frost Castle in the wilderness through Shani's flirtatious fox channel.
Fan."
Tris glanced at Murphy and said:
"Of course, I'm just providing a suggestion. It's impossible to ask Shani to do things for you without paying a price, so now it depends on how much you want this 'truth'. However, my idea is, let it go.
Come on, little Murphy.
Dealing with dwarves is not a pleasant thing, and it involves the dangerous "Twilight". If you want Shani to help, you have to tell her something, but you can't confirm whether the Thorn Clan is "safe".
This will greatly increase our risks at this time.
We can keep this jar of ashes and wait until the appropriate time to send more trustworthy people to the wilderness to return it, but now, your curiosity needs to be temporarily suppressed."
"Isn't there any other way to get a clue?"
Murphy was still a little unwilling to give up and said:
"For example, some kind of psychic spell that can extract the memories of the deceased? This will allow us to at least confirm the identity of this 'dwarf victim Mr. X'."
"Oh, so this is the reason why you called me over. I thought you just wanted to see me. Hey, man."
Tris snorted quite unhappily, shook her head and said:
"That kind of spell exists, but I don't know how to do it. My understanding of death spells is not enough to release that level of 'spiritualism'. Maybe you can do it by looking for a genuine moon priest. I guess there are no more people in this world."
Only they can do it.
But the death servants of the Songhai Empire never left their place of origin.
So, let’s talk about it later when we have the opportunity.”
"Well, we have another disturbing secret in our hands. I have a feeling that once Mr.
Murphy sighed and said:
"Hey, why are things like this in Transia always so bad?"
