One hundred and seventy-six chapters thirty-six scattered people's scar-faced ghost
192 The Scar-faced Ghost of Thirty-six Loose People
But it's still only level 100.
After all, they are all mortals, even the Great Elder is at level 100.
But relying on this totem pole, he is a great witch, even an immortal master can kill you.
Because this totem pole exceeds level 100.
The cost of moving this old guy is not small, but it's only iron coins, so that's not a problem.
As soon as the store opened, many players rushed in and they have been waiting outside.
They all have received the news, or they are members of forces such as studios recognized by the second world.
As closed beta players, they have enough experience, and the items here are eye-opening for them.
But they just scanned it, they didn’t have the money and didn’t really need it.
Well, of course, the most important thing is that there is no money.
In the end, their eyes all focused on one thing.
Three bottles, but they are all the same thing.
That is semi-spiritual water, which means that the three qualities of heaven, earth and human are all of ordinary level.
It's just a mortal level, especially a human-level evaluation. The value is definitely not high, but it can nourish the soul slightly.
This one is enough to drive players crazy.
Today's players in the closed beta test, not to mention those who have never dared to leave the scope of Skynet.
After excluding those who are afraid of death, the remaining players have been reduced by nearly half compared to when the closed beta started!
What about other players? Instead of giving up the second world, a world full of infinite opportunities, they have to leave, or suffer sequelae, or become psychics and shrink, or even become a vegetative state.
And are these people willing? They are not willing, but they have no choice but to do so.
And being able to survive requires some ability.
What they need most is the elixir that can restore their souls.
Even for players who are still wandering around, who wouldn’t want to have such a magical elixir to protect themselves just in case.
And they may not have soul injuries.
At this time, each of them had greedy eyes and short breathing. The two war witches also had serious expressions, and their hands were already on the high-grade witchcraft.
Their faces were slightly flushed and could break out at any time, because although they were just war witches, they were indeed strong men who had mastered the remaining blood finger.
The players are not stupid either. Their eyes are greedy, as if they want to eat people, but no one dares to grab them.
As a store, it is protected by the Hidden Witch Tribe and protected by the system.
They have heard the warning from the system.
"I have something here, please estimate its price." After a moment of silence, someone spoke up.
How long has it been in closed beta?
There is always some opportunity for someone.
It's usually impossible to take it out, even if you don't need it, but now...!
Immediately, several people spoke up, and some even took out spiritual stones directly.
It seems that he has obviously received the news and has made preparations in advance.
After the store was opened, Xiaodao found that there was an additional management page for the store, and there was no need to come in person.
Looking at some prompts and the like, it is very user-friendly and has sufficient security.
It seems that I worry too much. The second world is still very supportive of business, but tax deductions are required? It’s dark enough.
Xiao Dao looked at it and left.
However, he didn't go very far when a player chased him and blocked him.
There are really people who are not afraid of death, Xiao Dao smiled.
This person seems to be the one who just paid for the spiritual stone and bought the heaven-level semi-spiritual liquid. He even bought it on the spot.
"Excuse me, is this the number one master in the public beta, Brother Dao?" The visitor spoke very politely, seeming a little nervous.
"Something's wrong." Xiao Dao said casually.
"Can you please confirm your identity first, but I don't have any ill intentions this time." This player, who was also dressed in a similar shading style as Xiao Dao, removed his mask and revoked the concealment of his name.
His entire face was as terrifying as a demon.
"Scarface?" After adding the real name, Xiaodao thought for a moment and recognized the person.
This was once a very famous player, one of the once famous Thirty-Six Individuals.
Each of these players has their own adventures, and each of them is someone who dares to challenge the four major guilds. They are top figures who have been in internal testing.
Basically, they can achieve extremely exaggerated results.
Of course, now, there are only a few active ones, and this scar-faced ghost has become a legend. It can be said that he has been removed from the second world.
Such people either live in seclusion, leave the second world, or die.
After all, a Sanren is a Sanren. Even if there are adventures, if the foundation is not enough, if you fail once, you will basically have no chance to get ahead.
"If you have something to do, come and chat with me." Some players were already looking over with expressions of disbelief, almost exclaiming.
Xiaodao didn't want to be watched, so he said quickly.
"No problem, everything is up to Brother Dao." Scarface immediately pulled up his mask and followed him quickly.
According to information on the Internet, this former Sanren, Scarface Ghost, is a very arrogant and powerful figure. After all, he is one of the strongest masters among tens of thousands of Sanren players.
Xiaodao recalled, "This man is different from the immortal madman who relies on earth to escape, who has no worries and acts like a rogue to cause trouble. He is unwilling to offend the forces who have no ability to kill him."
This man's fighting ability is not low. He also raised an evil ghost. After becoming famous in a battle, the evil ghost raised in his body even swallowed an immortal master.
This is different from the four major forces ambushing the individual immortal masters, where hundreds or even thousands of people are involved, but a true one-on-one duel.
Recalling the relevant information, I don't know what he wants from me, but this identity and attitude are worth asking for.
In this way, the two of them remained silent and returned one after another, entered the courtyard and entered the witch residence.
"Sit down, you're welcome, I'm not a very particular person." Xiao Dao looked directly at the recliner, it was so comfortable.
Xiu'er immediately stepped forward to pour tea.
The scar-faced ghost was obviously in a heavy mood, and without looking around, he sat directly on the table, brought some tea and drank it all in one gulp.
I was about to speak, but got stuck.
Because he never thought that this tea was actually brewed with spiritual water?
He was so happy that the spiritual water might not be as precious or rare as imagined?
Xiao Dao drank the tea leisurely, muttering to himself, this guy is not afraid of being burned? Does it taste good to drink like that?
Soon, the scar-faced ghost recovered.
He slowly said: "Brother Dao, I came here this time because I want to join Brother Dao and become a member of Xiaodao Studio."
Xiaodao was stunned. Thirty-six people, except for a few weirdos, were all rejected by the four major guilds at great cost.
What virtues and abilities do you have?
"The reason." Xiaodao asked.
After all, the contract with my Little Knife Studio is so demanding that no other upper-level players are willing to join except for those lower-level players who don't care if they have nothing but their lives.
"Half-spiritual water!" Scarface was very direct.
Xiaodao was stunned for a moment and had some vague guesses.
"Heaven-level, one pound per month." The scar-faced ghost continued.
Xiaodao didn't say anything. A monthly salary of one spiritual stone? I don't care, but can the other brothers be convinced? Do you really think of me as a rich man?
Seeing that the knife didn't make any sound, Scarface was relieved. This guy should be able to afford it, otherwise there would be no need to talk.
Then he slowly said: "Brother Dao, it's not that my price is too high. First, I need at least one kilogram of heaven-level spiritual water every month, and I'm worth the price."
"I'm not one of those powerful people, so I don't need thugs." Xiaodao shook his head.
Being able to kill the Immortal Master is awesome. If it's an NPC, it's okay to be 100% loyal. You're just a player, but you're not a beauty.
One spiritual stone per month of spiritual water? I have it, but I won’t give it to you for free. It’s simple, because it will make you unhappy.
It seemed that all this was expected by the Scarface Ghost. He said slowly: "Since I dare to come, I have the capital, and I am not selling my fighting power. And when I joined the Little Knife Studio, I also studied the rules. Although the contract is harsh
, but they are all to prevent betrayal, and there are not many real restrictions, otherwise I would not join. In addition, I joined and asked to cancel the mandatory tasks. I do not need to complete the mandatory tasks, and the spiritual water will be issued every month."
Xiaodao didn't say anything, just waiting.
The scar-faced ghost didn't show off, and said directly: "Back then, a group of us accidentally obtained a bone token in a deserted mountain village. Later, after many inquiries, we found that it should be the residence of a secret small sect.
Exorcism Gate.
At that time we looked for it as a treasure.
"At that time, it was less than a year since we brothers reached level 80. Not long after we left the novice area, we naturally wanted to have some adventures. We followed the token and found our destination. It was a cemetery.
After entering the underground, you find a stone door, which can only be opened with a token.
As a result, as soon as the stone door was opened, a shadow appeared from behind the door and disappeared directly into the body of the brother who opened the door.
He screamed in agony and rolled in pain on the ground, his body beginning to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Some of the companions screamed and ran away, while others tried their best to hold them down and give them medicine.
But it has no effect.
I was stunned at the time because I was in second place. When I reacted, the direction in which the shadow flashed when I opened the door appeared in my mind.
Subconsciously, I looked over and saw a withered skeleton holding a small black flag tightly in its hand.
It seems that this phantom is coming from here.
I instinctively rushed forward, grabbed the flag and tore it into pieces.
This action caused the phantom to fly directly out of my companion's body and rush toward me.
If it wasn't torn, I hurriedly took the small flag and smashed it on the ground. If it was broken, I didn't care about it.
Before the flag was smashed, the shadow had already flown over and entered my body.
I can clearly feel that thing absorbing my blood inside my body.
That thing is not powerful.
At that time, I actually had the slightest connection with this little flag.
A drop of the once condensed natal essence and blood subconsciously spurted out and sprayed on the flag.
Our movements stirred something, and more shadows flew from a distance.
I saw more dead bones in the distance, and it seemed that more of these black flags were held in the hands of those dead bones.
Soon all my companions were possessed by phantoms.
Watching them all grow old and die quickly, I was so frightened that I realized what I was doing and ran away in fear.
Fortunately, I survived, and their soul fragments will automatically attach themselves to me and be taken away by me.
When I finally plucked up the courage to come again, the stone gate was closed again, but the iron plate was still stuck on it.
And that shadow is a ghost, a ghost that is weak and about to disappear.
There are definitely treasures there, more than just one or two.
And I am only a mortal, unable to fully control the low-grade magic weapon, the Ten Soul Banner, and unable to destroy it.
Although I tried my best to suppress it by relying on low-grade magic weapons, it still relied on sucking my blood essence, and its levels were getting higher and higher.
When its level exceeds mine, it will devour my soul. I am afraid that I will die by then and may not be able to survive in reality.
"What a wonderful story!" Xiaodao took a sip of tea, which sounded quite enjoyable.
As a result, the scar-faced ghost immediately pulled out a small black flag, with a black ghost head on the flag twisting like a living creature.
Ten Soul Flags: Low-grade magic weapon: Attributes: Yin, Mana Energy: 30%, Additional Skills: Ghost Control.1|10. Magical Powers: Blood Sacrifice, Lord Devouring, Recognized Lord.
Shadow: Level 85.
Tip: The blood sacrifice has been made to recognize the master.
warn???
Obviously, Scarface has hidden some information, so not everything he said may be true.
But Xiao Dao doesn't care about this either.
"So, you plan to contribute this low-grade magic weapon?" Xiao Dao said slowly.
The scar-faced ghost smiled bitterly and said: "It would be great if this could be done. If this blood sacrifice recognizes its owner, it will not be able to change its owner. It will not be able to get rid of it even if it is dead. Otherwise, I would like to get rid of it."
Looking at Xiao Dao who was very calm and unable to tell what he was thinking, Scarface Ghost had mixed feelings in his heart and said with a wry smile: "What I offer is the special token that can open the stone door. As long as Brother Dao is willing to agree to my conditions,
I would also like to give you the details of the place."
"It's dangerous there, but it may also be a treasure, and the spiritual water can restrain it."
"Okay." Xiao Dao couldn't see through people's hearts, and didn't want to guess whether it was true or false. It was just a quota, so he directly selected the contract of Kojima Studio (Squadron), revised it and sent it over.
This is nothing to me, there are plenty of places.
The modifications are nothing more than this. The monthly salary has been changed to a drop of heaven-level semi-spiritual liquid, and the mandatory tasks have been cancelled. In other respects, the key points mentioned by Scarface just now are recorded. Once it is confirmed that the narrative is false, the contract
Directly invalid.
The scar-faced ghost looked at it and showed a wry smile. He hesitated for a moment, but did not sign the contract, but began to modify it.
He saw that there seemed to be more skeletons inside, but he did not see whether there were any such black flags.
There are no changes in other aspects.
So after revising this, he seemed a little nervous.
"If you didn't see the black flag, your value will be greatly reduced. What's more, it's so dangerous there, and I paid so much? Is it worth it?" Xiao Dao deliberately hesitated.
Sure enough, the scar-faced ghost became even more nervous and said quickly: "It's absolutely worth it. It may be the ruins of a practicing sect, and there can be mandatory tasks. It's not that I don't want to contribute, but there is an unspeakable secret. The tasks cannot leave the coverage of Skynet.
If I die, I will need ten kilograms of heaven-level semi-spiritual liquid to recover."
Xiaodao did not answer, but modified the contract and sent it over.
The nervous Scar-faced Ghost took a look and saw that there were more mandatory tasks and compensations that he just mentioned. In addition, he could check all his attributes at any time.
The scar-faced ghost smiled bitterly, understanding that the other party was dissatisfied with the fact that he had something to hide.
Since then, I have been completely exposed, especially my weaknesses, but do I have a choice now?
He has been searching for so long, but he still can't find an item that can restrain the ghost. It's not that there is no information, but that he can't get it.
