Stink bomb... Jiang Qiao just asked Zhao Mingwei for this. Zhao Mingwei generously sent one to Jiang Qiao via email.
As the GM of the game, Jiang Qiao felt a little relieved that the props in the game actually needed to be obtained from players.
Because the stink bomb prop is purely a prop created by the player himself, the ingredients are also very simple, that is, monster feces plus a special plant root extract that can intensify the stench.
Except for the metal structure on the surface of this stink bomb, which is the material of the Holy Spirit, everything inside comes from Brand Island.
"Can you copy this thing?" Jiang Qiao handed the stink bomb to Hai Lan.
Since players came to Brand Island, they have tried to collect various materials from Brand Island to create props, equipment, alchemy potions, and alchemy machinery, to name just a few.
Jiang Qiao does not restrict players' creativity. As long as they do not create anything that affects the balance of the game, there will be no problem.
"It's too...complicated. If you want to achieve the effect of this prop, you have to restore a lot of things." Hailan said a little weakly.
Hailan would think that the structure of this stink bomb was very complicated, which did not surprise Jiang Qiao. When Hailan and Jiang Qiao built the world of the Holy Spirit... the structure was actually very 'rough'.
For example, there are no microorganisms in the Holy Spirit's original world, because they are unnecessary for players.
The Holy Spirits also have no sense of smell...
But the world of Brand Island has.
"What is the minimum amount of creation energy required to restore the original effect?" Jiang Qiao knew that Hai Lan was worried about his own creation energy.
After half a month of savings and the hard exploration of the players, the creation energy held by Jiang Qiao has exceeded the 100,000 mark and reached 120,000. Jiang Qiao has not invested this creation energy into the expansion of the world.
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"A little." If he didn't listen carefully to Hai Lan's voice, Jiang Qiao wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.
"Copy 20,000 copies and I'll send them to those players via email. If you don't want to do it, I'll do it." Jiang Qiao said in a commanding tone.
"I know, I'll just do it."
Hailan's pupils began to gradually turn into pale gold, and the stink bomb was also shrouded in pale golden light... The next second, the stink bomb disappeared in front of Hailan's eyes, and something appeared in Jiang Qiao's mailbox.
An email.
‘Mao Mao’s gift: Dear Holy Spirits, if you encounter monsters you don’t want to fight, please use this to drive them away, meow~.
Receive props: stink bomb X20.’
"Now the game has officially begun."
Jiang Qiao took the stink bomb in his backpack and jumped down while looking at the stronghold of the Abyss Temple below which had been completely invaded by the monster army.
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Dunhis likes the power of the Holy Spirit very much. He said this sincerely. The reason why he likes it is not because of how powerful the power of the Holy Spirit is, but... it's very handsome.
Among the magic that Dunhis is familiar with, most of the magic is developed quickly and accurately in order to kill the enemy. The more powerful the magic, the more destructive it is. High-level magic is basically all kinds of explosions, mudslides, and floods.
some type of.
Very simple but very practical.
What about the power held by the Holy Spirit?
Fancy.
Dunxis has never seen such fancy combat skills... such as the power of the Holy Spirit's sword energy, the power of holy light, the power of the four gods, the power of ghosts and gods, the power of mental energy, etc. They call them 'skills'
Each of his moves is more handsome than the last.
Not only does he like it...his apprentice also likes it very much, so...
"I admire you very much."
Dunhis stood in a cave. The players of the Temple of the Abyss were very smart. They buried the seeds of the stronghold into the caves on both sides of the canyon.
In this way... even if the stronghold's wall is breached, they can still defend the cave.
After all, if the ancient tree doesn't explode, the stronghold can be rebuilt no matter how many times it is destroyed.
The buildings outside the Abyss Temple have been completely destroyed...whether it is the city wall, the mine field, the herb garden, the blacksmith shop, or the sculptures they worked so hard to build.
The only intact building in the stronghold now...is the stubborn ancient tree behind Zanxin.
"Your comrades have become tombstones. Do you want to continue to persevere?"
Dunxis stood in front of Can Xin and looked at him with his hands behind his back. Now there were tombstones all around Can Xin. The elite guides of the Abyss Temple had been completely wiped out by more than 40 apprentices under his command.
There are also hundreds of monsters outside the cave.
Now only Canxin is left.
"President, this BOSS talks a lot of nonsense."
"You talk a lot of nonsense! Get rid of your corpses."
Can Xin was furiously complaining in the guild channel, and after she was done, she went to the Holy Spirit Guild's hate group and went to all the Aite members to call for help, but the replies were all...
'No time.'
'I'll be online after I have a meal.'
'Farewell!'
'I'm already on my way.'
"What a bunch of superficial friends! Fortunately, the villain also likes to fight when he wins..." Can Xin held the staff in his hand and stared at Dunxis in the distance, as well as the apprentices and thieves behind him.
The law is a murderer.
Canshin's current awakening has been used, and various major skills have also entered the cooldown. It is almost impossible to kill a lord-level BOSS and a group of elite monsters by one person.
"I think we can continue the previous agreement." Dunhis' conversation with Can Xin was not to give Can Xin time to make a comeback. He and his apprentices were copying Can Xin's abilities.
The most powerful power of the Holy Spirits...the skill called Awakening is the upper limit that they have not yet been able to break through. Even Dunhis cannot master the Holy Spirits' Awakening skills.
The main reason is that the time they have been in contact with the Holy Spirit is too short.
"If you are waiting for your allies to arrive, please give up this idea. Their base is now being attacked by dozens of monsters, and the road leading here is even attacked by hundreds of creatures from Brand Island.
Occupied, they are very violent." Dunhis used this method to make Canxin give up resistance.
"That's right! Is the Molten Dragon mission that I took on before still useful? How about we join forces again? This time I will definitely not stab you in the back." Can Xin said.
"Of course you are welcome, but we still have to destroy the ancient tree behind you." Dunxis knew the reason why Can Xin stayed here and refused to leave. "There should be someone inside the ancient tree, right? You can destroy the ancient tree."
If she is taken away, I promise that I will never harm her at all."
Damn it! I want to take Freya out and escape too!
But I don’t have Freya’s guiding stone!
Canshin also felt a little sick in his stomach... If there had been Freya's guiding stone, he would have run away with his own Freya, and he would still be guarding this hellish place.
But Canxin can't explain this to Dunhis...
"So there's nothing to talk about?" Can Xin asked.
"I'm not asking for your opinion, but... I'm pitying you... the Holy Spirit." As Dunhis said this, an apprentice quickly walked over from outside the cave and whispered in Dunhis' ear for a while.
"It's over! The villain's time for talking nonsense is over! What should the president do?"
"I told you to run away and stop watching the plot here!" Can Xin looked at the tombstones all over the place and felt a little broken.
Dunhis turned around and prepared to leave the cave, and gave orders to his remaining apprentices and the criminals, that is, to destroy the ancient stone tree.
Behind Dunhis, the sound of magic bursting sounded again, and the apprentice following him walked very fast.
"The mentor's holy spirits broke through our defenses faster than we expected," said the apprentice in charge of the patrol.
"They have different powers, and it's normal for them to be able to break through. The key is that you have to master as many of the Holy Spirit's abilities as possible in this battle," Dunhis said.
"But...but the group of Holy Spirits rushed all the way here...all their abilities are useless." When the apprentice finished speaking, Dunxis had already walked out of the cave.
The moment he walked out of the cave, a strange thing hit him. Dunhis instinctively waved the sword energy in his hand and split the thing in two.
But the moment it split into two, the thing exploded completely, and then splashed Dunxis in the face.
What the hell?
But the stench that soon hit his sense of smell made Dunhis realize what was splashing on his face!
shit…
He was confused... Dunxith had already seen the evil or cruel power of the Holy Spirits, but he had not thought that these Holy Spirits could have such despicable means.
"The final BOSS is here!"
"Throw it away!"
"Isn't this thing for those dragons?"
"Don't worry about it! Throw it away!"
Under Dunsis' desperate gaze...hundreds of stink bombs fell towards him and the apprentices beside him.
These despicable Holy Spirits! This was the only thought that came to Dunhis' mind at this moment.
