Lu Zhengkang took a rest, calmed down, and used candlelight to light the dead salt on his body. His attributes improved again, and his Qi elixir was replenished.
The ring dropped by the bone dragon increases magic resistance. What Lu Zhengkang likes is its style. It is made of silver. The surface of the ring is a dragon skull. The horns are ferocious and can be used as a finger tiger...
Lu Zhengkang stood in the magic stairwell of the mage tower. There is a teleportation circle, which is still running, but it is not effective. It requires identity authentication, which is the corresponding prop: something like an access card. If there is no corresponding access control
Card, I'm afraid he can only stop here. There is no stairs leading to the second floor, so he can only rely on teleportation.
The entire hall on the first floor is empty, but there are still some separate rooms, mainly storage rooms, kitchens, utility rooms, garbage disposal rooms, etc., as well as some servant quarters, and empty rooms with unknown uses. The most important thing is
, there is a blank shelter - but for an unbeliever like Lu Zhengkang, this is the most useless room.
When he was wandering around Tallinn just now, Mr. Lu was quite puzzled as to why he didn't see the bodies of other salt descendants from parallel time and space? Now he has the answer.
He saw corpses piled high in the storage room.
As soon as he opened the door, corpses rushed out like a flood. Lu Zhengkang hurriedly took a dozen steps back and looked at the avalanche of human corpses. The last thing that fell in front of him was a white female, aged between seventeen and twenty-three.
Blonde, but now it looks gray, the cheeks should have been
It is the color of wheat bathed in healthy sunshine. Now it is dead white, darker than chalk soil, close to bright lead. The eyes are open, the pupils are dilated, and there are traces of bleeding in the whites of the eyes. The cause of death is very clear, and there are huge wounds on the waist and abdomen.
The sharp teeth chewed it to bits, it must be the style of the evil blood bone dragon.
She was wearing a set of Taoist robes, and there was a brocade bag hanging on her waist. It seemed that she had joined the Xihua Sect and was doing well. Speaking of which, Lu Zhengkang destroyed Xihua Tianting. It is estimated that all those who believe in this sect
Salt people have to suffer, even if it is a different parallel time and space, they will always suffer.
In short, Xihua Sect is completely dead and was killed by Lu Zhengkang on his knees. In the future, if Yan Yi goes to the Immortal City, he can only find a dilapidated Taoist temple with the corpses of four Taoists inside, and that's it. However, the shelter can still
To use it, all they need to do is present the idol of their own faith.
This is also a major reason why Lu Zhengkang does not intend to continue to try to harm other sects. After all, it is very likely that other human compatriots will be killed.
Looking at the corpses in front of him, Lu Zhengkang made a rough estimate. Judging from the capacity of the storage room, there should be about 130 corpses. They were basically mature fighters. In terms of occupation, they were warriors, thieves, mages, etc.
Everything is available, and there are really not a few who believe in the Xihua religion. After all, it is the first sect that Yanyi encountered on the nameless island. With the help of those four Taoists, conversion is very likely to happen.
There are definitely not a few people killed by Lu Zhengkang.
Miraculously, he even saw a Flying Spaghetti Cult believer with an icon of the Flying Spaghetti God hanging around his waist. Before Lu Zhengkang had time to be happy, he noticed that this was his purebred compatriot and a colleague.
No wonder, there is no Chinese player who doesn’t know about the Flying Spaghetti Cult. A considerable number of these soldiers who were recruited into the Nameless Island must have chosen the Flying Spaghetti God as their starting belief... The first person Lu Zhengkang fell into was his own people.
His good mood suddenly dropped.
Originally, Lu Zhengkang was having some smooth sailing on the Nameless Island, and he even enjoyed it. He thought that the days of fighting and killing were also very interesting, but now it suddenly became boring again.
And it's very boring.
Lu Zhengkang rubbed his forehead: People are like this. They are happy when they think they have developed well, and feel uncomfortable when they get into trouble. In the final analysis, it is selfish thoughts. However, sad emotions always get better after a while. Lu Zhengkang also once said
He is a soft and sentimental little boy. When he encounters many things, he gradually gets used to it. This habit can also be a kind of indifference.
Just dead people.
He is not sad now. It is not strange to see more dead people. People who are in the same way, if they fall, Lu Zhengkang himself has to move forward. There is nothing to say. You can't shed tears all the time. I was at the gate of Immortal City before.
I have already cried once, and looking back I still feel a little embarrassed.
These are the weaklings who have gone through countless struggles and were defeated by the Nameless Island. No, they are just poor people. They were not destroyed, just defeated.
Speaking of which, maybe Lu Zhengkang shouldn't be sad, but should scold them as spineless, trash, and cowards. I beat them all the way without saving. You guys still play so poorly if you have a save. You are all useless shit-making machines.
...However, how can he persuade others to be brave from his own point of view? People may have died hundreds of times and been despaired hundreds of times before finally being unable to stand it any longer and collapsing.
We are all downgraded people in the world, why should we make things difficult for each other?
No matter what, it still needs to be buried.
Lu Zhengkang lit the corpses with candlelight - he squatted in front of each corpse, lowered his head and touched them gently with his antlers. The golden candlelight was like petals blown off the branches by the spring breeze, falling on the eyes.
The body of the deceased was shattered like water droplets, silently, but the environment was illuminated by warm light. There is such a beautiful light in this gloomy and lost ruins, which is almost unimaginable, just like plum blossoms on the ice field.
Trees, antelopes jumping in the crater.
The large candlelight spread gently, covering the body surface of each defeated person. They turned into light. The light flowed like water waves and extended into the storage room, like a countercurrent waterfall. Lu Zhengkang sat down and watched slowly.
, there is no need for him to light them one by one, he only needs to appreciate them.
Alas, "What is the way to die? The body is like a mountain; there is no way to float like a sand gull in the sky and the earth." Apart from sighing, there seems to be nothing much to say.
He chuckled until the corpse in front of him turned into a round golden light butterfly the size of a finger and slowly flew out of the tower. Then he cheered up and stood up slowly.
Fairy City, Tallinn, these game natives, faced with the destruction of the universe, what choices do they have?
Lu Zhengkang would find out the answer. First, he found the access card on a fat living corpse in the kitchen. It looked like he was a chef, but judging from his physical characteristics, his palms were delicate and calloused, which meant he was pampered. Maybe
It was a mage apprentice pretending to be a chef. Lu Zhengkang didn't have time to take a closer look. The living corpse was beaten to death and then turned into salt and died.
Lu Zhengkang returned to the Magic Ladder Well with the access card, and the identity recognition was successful. The array projected a three-dimensional map of the Golden Stone Tower, with a total of sixteen floors. However, he could not choose after the tenth floor, and only four of the first ten floors were intact.