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Chapter 164 Perception

Fortunately, the BOSS gave me two green items in total.

[Ugold Hammer, jewelry and scroll maker job transfer certificate, you can go to the NPC to receive job transfer tasks]

[Adamantine greatsword, quality: green, two-handed weapon, equipment level 12, load 30, professional requirements: warrior, durability 50/50.

Basic attributes: strength +3, stamina +2, physical attack power 29-44, magic attack power: 0-17, with exorcism effect, physical attack is effective against ghost monsters.

Special effects: strong, strength +3.

Special skills: Sweep forward, attack enemies within a 30-120 degree fan-shaped range, 3 meters away, cause group damage equal to 120% of physical attack power, cause group knockback effect, knock back enemies for 1 second, charge for 1 second, cooldown 2

minute】

This weapon...

"Old Nie, do you need it?"

Zhang Miao asked Brother Ruoran.

"What the hell, I'm carrying 30 weights. I can't hold on for 10 minutes and I have to take a break."

"What a pity!"

What everyone is coveting is the special skill [Sweep], a rare physical group attack skill that also has a knockback effect.

Imagine for a moment, among thousands of troops, there is a group of enemies in front of you, and you swing forward with this giant sword. Many enemies are knocked away, and the dense damage values ​​​​are rippled. Damn it, how joyful and unrestrained it is.

A pervert with high attack power, he is really a must-have for a macho man.

It's also very cool when you carry it, just like carrying a door panel. The rate of turning heads is absolutely 100%.

The rest are all unsightly garbage. The medicines are divided among several people, and the copper coins and silver coins are kept by Zhang Miao. Now that he has taken over the financial power of the team, everyone has agreed that the profits obtained from the game will be divided equally.

"Then we have to sell it!?" Zhang Miao was still very disappointed.

"Old Nie, how powerful are you!?" Xie Changting couldn't bear to part with this weapon. If Brother Ruoran could equip it, it would be much easier when downloading dungeons and slaying monsters in normal missions.

"18"

Hu Xinmin asked: "Are you still going to take the sensitive warfare route?"

"Well, agility is 15. All points for upgrading are agility, and strength is added by equipment."

It was true that 18 points of strength could not carry this weapon, so everyone had to give up with regret.

"retreat?"

"Back off!"

There is no need to try the third layer.

There are not many medicines left, and everyone's condition is not good. The attributes are secondary, and the main reason is tiredness.

"Sir, the number of players has exceeded 1,000 in one turn."

After receiving Xiao Ai's reminder, Bei Gaoyang put down his work and said happily: "This is only 1,000, it's really fast."

"There are 365 people who passed the silver medal, and the progress will be accelerated in the future."

"Silver level clearance is fine, it's barely enough...then make an announcement and open the Alpha battlefield."

"I suggest you wait."

"Uh, why?"

"Look"

Xiao Ai unfolded a light screen in front of him. On the light screen was an ordinary game perspective, and he took out a piece of equipment for sale.

[Jock Barthold's Ghost Ring (Set 1/7), quality blue, all-professional right hand, load 4, rating 451, durability 15/15. Basic attributes: Intelligence +2, Spirit +3, Physical Attack

+1% magic power +1%, normal attack adds 2-7 points of dark element damage.

Special effect: Intermediate blood-drinking, there is a 5% probability of absorbing 10% of the damage dealt during normal attacks and converting it into one's own health.

Special skills: Ghost phantom, invisible to itself, transforming into a shadow mirror image in place. The mirror image has 50% of its own health, 50% of its defense power, and 50% of its basic attack power. It is controlled by itself and can attack independently. The maximum

Control distance 50 meters, last 30 seconds, cool down 30 minutes]

"This piece of equipment...isn't in your database?"

"Yes"

Bei Gaoyang frowned, "That is to say..."

"It is a real magic item, and the magic network only accounts for 5%. All I did was identify it and include it in the magic network."

"Real magic items are not so similar to the style of the Magic Network... It seems to be specially customized, haha, interesting."

"I have always thought that you underestimated Abyss and Bane too much. The Alpha plane is probably a bait."

"You think it's Barn?"

"It can only be about him"

"It can't be him!" Bei Gaoyang knew Baan, and Baan would not be so reckless. This high-level demon would not take action until he knew his true identity.

If he didn't move, he would move his hands firmly on his own seven inches, or what he thought were seven inches.

"Where is the player's information?"

"I checked and found nothing unusual."

After retrieving Tarzan's information and background data, Bei Gaoyang focused on his recent experiences and quickly focused on his latest mission.

"Did he kill a lord-level BOSS by himself in the demonized goblin camp? Jock Barthold? I've never heard of it. Goblins have names. They are definitely behind it.

A false god, or a mage who pretends to be a god, or even a demon." Bei Gaoyang sneered and said in a disdainful tone. He thought he had seen through his opponent's true identity and did not think it was a big deal.

The stall was getting bigger, and he had been mentally prepared for today. No matter who came, it was definitely not the church or their minions. It was very simple, the church would not be so secretive.

It can't be the devil either.

Then it can only be a spell caster like him.

A certain spellcaster who covets the "Book of Canaan" is most likely an old guy.

In my impression, there are quite a few old guys like this. Not counting those who hide in the Little Demon Abyss, and those who transform themselves into lichs and become demon thugs, he knows no less than ten of them.

Who could it be?

But no matter who comes, Bei Gaoyang is confident to deal with it. Within the scope covered by the magic net, even if it is a level 9 mage, he is confident to defeat it.

The 3-layer magic net is also a magic net. The third-level spells can be cast almost infinitely. Every move of the opponent is within your perception and lock. How can you lose? How can you lose?

"Keep an eye on him, record his every move, and alert me if there is any abnormality," he said, pointing to the character image of Tarzan.

"Why don't you check that monster camp?"

"No need, there's a high probability that we won't find anything."

"What about the Alpha plane?"

"Proceed as planned... Even if it is a bait, it is a sweet bait. Having a demiplane will help our cause a lot. Take a look at the Little Demon Abyss and you will understand its strategic significance."

"Is it a god..."

"Yes, you have to understand that we are developing so smoothly now because the minions of the gods and the church are not aware of it. Once the eyes of the gods are cast over, even a trace of divine thought, everything we are currently operating will be transformed.

It’s nothing. But it’s different to have a fully controlled demiplane... I’m going to run it well, and I’m also going to move the central hub of the magic network there and run it into our fortress, a relatively safe rear area.”

"In this way, there is room for dealing with the church."

"...Our enemy is so powerful!" Xiao Ai said melancholy.

"Time, the key is time. We must know that the earth is standing behind us." Bei Gaoyang was full of confidence, "Xiao Ai, let's make a bet. One day you can compete with the gods, believe it or not?"

"What about you?"

"Me?" Bei Gaoyang smiled but did not answer. In fact, he did not have an exact answer in his heart.


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