System prompt: You killed the mysterious player***. Since you are in a special scene, the PK value increased by 0
System prompt: You killed the enemy elf race player and gained 11% of the current experience value and 100 points.
System prompt: Level increased, current level is 45
"This upgrade speed is really faster than riding a rocket!" Sherlock said with satisfaction as he looked at the corpses of drow elves lying around.
This is the third time he has entered this racial confrontation dungeon, and he has finally successfully reached level 45.
Three days ago, after witnessing the farce, Sherlock returned to Wiplintala, preparing to resurrect his natural partner Lan.
It's just that maybe the goddess of misfortune has caught up with him.
After trying many times, the priest of the Nature Temple reluctantly told him that there seemed to be something wrong with the river of souls in the astral world, and the souls sleeping inside did not respond to their calls at all.
Of course, not just his Lan, but all the pets in Faerûn that have died recently seem to be unable to be resurrected.
Sherlock, who is familiar with the game's mechanics and operation, did not go to question Skynet like other players.
If it goes as expected, there should be some event or a large-scale plot about to begin.
There was nothing urgent going on, so before the temple priest found out the reason, he simply stayed nearby and leveled up.
The experience of going from level 42 to level 43 in three days was directly upgraded to level 45. This terrifying upgrade speed was also thanks to the racial confrontation dungeon they had opened together before.
Each person can enter this dungeon once a day, and can loot up to 75% of the current level experience points each time.
Don't look at the fact that you can get 8% of the opponent's total experience by killing one person. After the level difference is weakened, the benefits are not that exaggerated.
Just like Sherlock is now level 45, the most players he encounters are around level 40. A 5-level gap will result in a 60% reduction in income.
Of course, no matter how you reduce it, it is much better than farming wild monsters outside.
In addition to experience, this copy will also randomly refresh some special treasures, such as the Tears of the King.
If he wanted to build a level 50 suit, he would need at least 15 tears of kings in case of failure. He would not have too many of these gems.
"Sherlock, thank you for your contribution to the Star Elf clan. Is there anything you need to exchange for it?" Gamora said with a cold face near the teleportation array.
"I want to exchange two pieces of King's Tears." Sherlock said embarrassedly.
He still remembered that when he first came to exchange something, Gemora greeted him very warmly.
However, when he exchanged several pieces of the other party's favorite King's Tears within two days, Gamora's attitude immediately changed.
If it weren't for his inability to resist his vocation as an NPC, Sherlock doubted that the other party would not exchange it for him.
"You can't feel the real charm of the King's Tears at all." Gamora could only resist with her mouth.
"Yes, yes!" Sherlock smiled and took the gem.
He really had no intention of arguing with an artistic young man about the true function of a certain mineral.
Because when he thought about it, there was really no more wasteful use of the King's Tears than using it as a text carrier.
After teleporting out the copy, Sherlock went to the Temple of Nature again to inquire about the situation in the star realm.
Although Lan is still unable to be resurrected, the priests have found the root of the problem in the river of souls.
"Adventurer, I wonder if you have heard of the red dragon Asadron?"
"Have I heard the poem 'The Arrival of Asadron'?" Shylock showed no trace on the surface, but a huge wave had already set off in his heart.
He didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, he would actually come into contact with the red dragon Asadron again.
He had never thought of it before, but now that he was reminded by the pastor, he immediately remembered the relevant story.
Asadron's notebook clearly records that after the dragon left its body on the main material plane, its soul hid in the soul river of the Astral Infant Spirit Bastion.
Just listening to the priest's words, after so many years, Asadron's soul has not become weaker and weaker, but has become stronger.
It is powerful enough to interfere with the communication between the soul river and the main material plane.
"Adventurer, I need you to go to the star realm to investigate Asadron's whereabouts." After the priest finished speaking the information, he began to issue tasks.
Sherlock would not have accepted this kind of investigation mission originally.
But first of all, this concerns his natural partner, and secondly, he still has the dragon power of Asadron, so he has to do this troublesome job even if he doesn't want to.
Fortunately, for such a dangerous matter as traveling to an alien plane, the priest of the Nature Temple still gave him a week to find enough helpers.
He doesn't know many friends of Youmulin's generation, and even fewer are at or close to his level.
After much deliberation, he decided to ask Xinghuo and the others for help.
After Xinghuo quit the Fire Star, he spent every day with Violet. He didn't want to be too happy. When he heard that he was going to the star realm, he immediately agreed, but the condition was that he must take Violet with him.
Well, Sherlock is ready to eat dog food all the way.
Soto also did not refuse his invitation, and the price was to help him make a set of level 50 cloth armor.
This is also simple, since you prepare the materials yourself.
Finally there is Daenerys.
This woman had not been online since she committed suicide three days ago, so Sherlock could only ask Starfire for her contact information and call her.
"Oh, Sherlock, what do you want from me?" In the picture, a blonde beauty wearing a long white T-shirt was lying lazily on a sofa.
"I'm asking you to do me a favor and accompany me to the star realm."
"My dragon pet is gone, why are you looking for me?" Daenerys laughed at herself.
As soon as Sherlock heard that the other party did not refuse directly, he knew that he was in trouble: "Then do you want your natural partner to come back?"
"What can you do?" Daenerys' originally lifeless eyes suddenly flashed with fire.
As a summoning druid, her relationship with her three giant dragons is definitely not shallow, otherwise she would not be able to cooperate so well.
After being bullied by people in the guild, she angrily terminated the contract with the three-headed dragon, and she immediately regretted it afterwards.
It's just that now they have become other people's demon pets, and it will not be so easy to get them back.
"I can't help it." Sherlock paused: "But the priest of the Temple of Nature can."
"I have already asked for you. As long as those three giant dragons are willing, you will have the opportunity to conclude a contract with them again."
"Really!" Daenerys said excitedly.
"I lied to you and I will never find a girlfriend in my life."
"Um, are you sure you could have found it?"
"Goodbye!" Sherlock's face darkened and he hung up the phone.
