In addition to race and profession, the identity of players in the Forgotten Kingdom also includes the division of camps and beliefs. The five attributes of chaos, evil, neutral, lawful, and good are divided into nine camps (I don’t have enough words to divide this camp, book friends
We should all know something about it), and the division of beliefs is more complicated, mainly because there are many gods in Faerûn, and one priesthood may be held by several gods.
The two attributes of camp and belief will be affected by the player's behavior in the game, and will in turn affect the player's experience in the game.
If you want to believe in a god, you first need to match your identity camp with the other person, and then go to a temple or other place to find a priest to complete a faith mission to obtain the corresponding badge.
But please note that this is only the lowest level badge, with attributes equivalent to that of a white outfit. However, there are four levels above it, namely Intermediate, Advanced, Loyal, and Pious, waiting for you to upgrade. If you want, feel free to brush it.
Many players who completed the faith mission after joining the company have since fallen into a big pit, working day and night to increase their faith. Their creed is to produce a growth artifact sooner or later.
If these liver emperors were to know that there is a person here who has a high-level belief without doing anything, I wonder if they would directly explode their livers.
Mu Liuxi did not die in the end. Before the dragon's breath sprayed out on her, she waved the wind-returning staff, and a looming light connected her to the Minotaur Berserker.
Life Link: Link two friendly units to share their health for a certain period of time.
At Muriuki's speed, the Minotaur still had more than 2,000 HP, which was enough for her to run out of the attack range of Dragon's Breath.
"Brother Niu, although I'm very grateful to you for saving me, I still don't like creatures like the tauren!" Muliuxi, who had narrowly escaped death, shouted happily, not sure if it was considered a thank you.
After taking this breath of dragon's breath, Dracolich seemed to be weakening again, but his hatred seemed to be firmly fixed on Muliuxi, and no matter what, Sherlock and Jian Bufan could not pull him away.
But it doesn't matter much. The skills of Muriusira BOSS are, to put it bluntly, much more stable than Jian Bufan.
One is due to professional attributes. As a thief, his physical flexibility is much higher than that of a warrior, making it much easier to dodge.
The second reason is the hatred. Anyone who has played a tank knows how difficult it is to resist the BOSS while also holding the hatred. Therefore, the output OT rarely blames the tank for the unstable pull, but now Muliuxi completely loses control due to inexplicable reasons.
Even if you don't output, you can hold back the hatred, but it gives the other two the opportunity to let go and output.
Finally, there is the technical issue. The operations of the top players in the first-class professional circle cannot be compared to Jian Bufan, the financial backer. Every time Muliuxi makes a dodge, there is no unnecessary movement, and after playing for a long time, you will find that
Her position almost never moved, always staying in front of the Dracolich.
In this way, the dracolich's health was gradually reduced to 30%. The dracolich repeated its old tricks, added a dark black shield, and started singing again.
"I have a way to dodge this attack." Upon seeing this, Hui Feng immediately stopped everyone's attacks and said: "Judging from the current blood volume, the BOSS will at least use the Finger of Death again, and the skills are all
Try to save it for next time.”
Seeing Hui Feng's affirmation, everyone did not doubt his presence and did not go up to break the shield. Instead, they took the time to reply.
After 10 seconds, the finger of death arrived as promised, and of course the target was Mu Liuxi. The moment before the necromantic energy hit her, a gold coin with a four-leaf clover printed on it appeared above her head, and a golden light
A shield instantly formed to protect her from behind.
Tymora's Smile: For a mortal, being able to see the smile of the goddess of luck is probably the luckiest moment in his life. No matter what judgment is made at this time, it will not fail and lasts 1S.
Muliuxi escaped the disaster, and everyone returned to the previous output environment. Then, as Huifeng expected, when the Dracolich's health dropped to 10%, it began to read the Finger of Death again.
"Use all your strength, it's up to you whether you can pass or not." Jian Bufan tore open the scroll in his hand.
Blade of Fire!
A scorching fire element gathered from all around and finally formed the shape of a giant sword, which was held by Jian Bufan.
Forgive Sherlock for paying attention to the gorgeous spell effects at first glance, because this picture is really cool and stunning. Jian Bufan wields the flaming giant sword with both hands and brings out pieces of fire to attack the Dracolich's shield. The scattered
The firelight went from dazzling to dim and finally disappeared, just like fireworks.
At this time, the rest of the team no longer held back their hands, and all kinds of buff skills and scrolls were instantly activated. Even Hui Feng took out a stack of shurikens and started flashing them.
This time, with everyone's full strength, they finally broke the Dracolich's shield at the eighth second, and then successfully interrupted the opponent's spellcasting at the last second.
"Roar, damn adventurer." With the roar of the Dragon Lich, the battle situation was brought to a thrilling moment, because something that everyone ignored happened - the Tauren Berserker was killed by the Dragon Lich.
The dragon's tail swept to death.
Perhaps because of his image, or perhaps because he was just a summoned object, a few people subconsciously ignored his living conditions.
Originally, the life and death of a summoned object was not a big deal, but as soon as Dracolich scolded the undead, the soul of the tauren who was about to return to the mage chess was directly recruited into the enemy camp.
Rebuke the Undead: Gain control of an undead creature.
The half-insubstantial soul carried a totem and threw it at Muliuxi, completely forgetting that the opposite person was the teammate who had lived and died together just now.
As for whether this semi-virtual totem could hit someone, Muliuxi didn't dare to bet on this with her small body.
At the same time, facing the flanking attack of a dragon and an ox, she finally could not advance or retreat as freely as before, and she was almost caught by the tauren totem due to her carelessness.
"That's why I said I hate the tauren the most. Boss Fan, Lao Xia, whoever you want to take him away quickly!" Muliuxi didn't dare to be brave anymore, so she could only turn to the other two people for help.
Without her having to say anything, the two of them had already rushed over.
Jian Bufan put away the rapier in his left hand, equipped the giant shield again, and then hit the tauren undead with a shield attack, dealing a high damage of 30 points, but he took this attack with high hatred.
The undead tauren didn't react at all, and didn't even turn their heads.
Sherlock tried provocation and found that it still had no effect. He could only say: "I can't pull him away. The hatred between the tauren and the dracolich may be shared!"
"Fuck!" Muliuxi shouted angrily: "Look at the BOSS's blood volume!"
"8%" Jian Bufan threw out a reconnaissance scroll again, thought for a moment and said: "You can output it freely."
In this case, of course he would not say anything more about the mission being important. No one would be willing to give up 8% of his health.
"Okay, then be careful!" Mu Liuxi drank a bottle of stamina potion in one gulp, glanced at Sherlock next to him, and suddenly said: "Old Xia, do you want to compete to see who can hit its eyes first?
If you lose, I will be merciful and not kill you."
"Do you still remember this?" Sherlock had a deep understanding of Mu Liuxi's seriousness, but he didn't expect that at this time, the other party would still be in the mood to bet on it.
However, this bet is indeed very exciting.
"If I lose, I'll return the 50 gold to you." Sherlock pounced forward, turning into a dark figure and running out first.
