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Chapter 4 Awakening

As the deep moss spider's claws suddenly opened, Prell rolled on the spot again, and a white spider web passed over his head and hit the tree trunk behind him with a "snap".

While rolling sideways, Prell swung his powerful arms vigorously, and the tip of the pickaxe was driven hard into the left leg joints of the two front legs of the spider.

As a natural miner, the individual strength and endurance of the kobolds are not the best among the races in the entire world of Azeroth, but they are the most balanced. After all, mining is a real method in this world and era.

It's hard work and requires a little bit of skill.

Prell was lucky with this blow. After rolling, he stood up and pulled back hard. The pickaxe made a deep mark on the spider's leg. Green spider blood spurted out, and the deep moss

The spider made a painful cry, which was extremely harsh.

This blow also completely angered the Deep Moss Spider. It missed two consecutive attempts to spray the web, and missed three consecutive attacks. Coupled with the pain in its front legs, the Deep Moss Spider's chelicerae closed quickly, and then suddenly moved forward.

Attacked again.

Prell estimated the strength of the spider when he pulled the pickaxe, and knew that he could not fight hard. He turned around and ran away. He didn't even have time to blow the whistle, because the satchel hanging on the pickaxe had been far away.

Falling behind the spider.

"Look at me, King Qin, walking around the pillar!" Prell yelled. He didn't even dare to look back, and ran away behind him with all his strength, rushing out for dozens of meters. Once again, he relied on his extraordinary hearing to escape.

After setting up the spray net, Player suddenly turned and began to circle around a big tree next to him.

However, the deep moss spider is a forest creature after all, and it chases faster. Player circled around for the second time, looked up, and suddenly had an idea. He raised the pickaxe high and used the charge to make a sharp move.

He jumped and hung on a low branch of the big tree, then swung up like a monkey and hurriedly hugged the branch.

The spider rushed behind the tree before suddenly stopping. It shook its head, took two steps back, and wanted to raise its head, but saw a black shadow falling from the sky.

"Just hit me and fly!" Prell's voice trembled. He jumped down from the tree branch, held the pickaxe high in both hands, and smashed it down hard.

It was the spider's misfortune. It took two steps back and caught Prell's swift blow with its face. The tip of the pickaxe was inserted directly between the two black claws of the mouthparts, and was struck by Prell.

The inertia of Er's jump brought him directly to the ground.

Prell was in shock. This move was really a last resort. He never expected that a black snake was coiled in the tree hole inside the tree branch he jumped on just now. It must have been sleeping during the day, and the snake was not disturbed by the outside.

He was awakened by the fight, but Prell did not dare to take risks. If he really provoked the black snake and was attacked from both sides, he would have no chance of survival.

The spider twisted in pain, and wanted to scream, but its flat mouth was nailed to the ground. So it struggled twice, then put its abdomen on the ground, stretched out its forelimbs randomly, and tried to

He grabbed Prell and kept raising his head upwards, trying to break free from the restraints.

Prell glanced around and picked up a moss-covered stone from the root of another big tree. A black centipede emerged from underneath and hurried away. Then he suddenly lifted the stone toward the gradually tilted

The spider was hit on the back.

This time, the spider was about to break away from the pickaxe and lay down again. Player picked up another stone and did not forget to look up at the tree branch he had just jumped off. He was slightly relieved and prepared to hit the spider again.

, suddenly stopped, took two steps closer, and slammed the stone against the wooden handle of the pickaxe.

This time, the tip of the pickaxe was driven deeper. The spider arched its abdomen and fell down slumped. Prior picked up the third stone and smashed it hard at the spider he had just injured.

His front legs, green blood splattered all over his face.

When Prell hit the stone for the fourth time, the spider no longer had the strength to stand up, because the left limb of his front leg had been smashed alive.

Then Prell suddenly stepped back cautiously, because he saw the tree branch not far above his head. The black snake had come out, curled up in the tree branch, and raised its triangular head. The blood-red snake

Vomiting in disbelief.

The sound of fighting outside and the smell of blood from the spider finally woke up the snake that had been dormant during the day. It was a venomous snake as thick as Prell's arm. Looking at the spider that was still struggling but gradually becoming weak, and the nails.

Prell was a little reluctant to part with the pickaxe with its wooden handle broken off on his head, but he finally chose to retreat.

The black snake was still staring at Prell, with no intention of attacking. When Prell's figure disappeared behind the big tree, it circled down from the branch, circled and finally overturned the pickaxe.

The extremely weak spider spun around twice, then thrust its head out and bit it.

Prell had already run back to the place where he had just defecated. He picked up his satchel. He felt his mouth was dry, his heart was beating violently, and his legs and feet were beginning to feel weak.

After stumbling and finally reaching the road, Prell knew it was safe for the time being. He sat down on the ground, took out the wooden kettle from his backpack with trembling arms, unscrewed the lid with difficulty, and took a big gulp.

Started drinking.

"Hiss!" He suddenly grinned in pain, and then he realized that his right arm and left leg had been scratched. There were two large bloody wounds, and the linen clothes around the wounds were torn to pieces. It was very painful.

Apparently, this was caused by the attack of the fine teeth on the legs of the deep moss spider.

He grinned and took out the wooden whistle from his bag. As soon as he put it to his mouth, he suddenly froze. Then he opened his eyes wide with an expression of ecstasy.

"Ding! It is detected that the host kills a monster that can gain experience. It will gain 200 experience points for killing. The experience bonus during the system dormancy period will be doubled. It will gain 400 double experience points. A total of 600 experience points will be gained, which meets the upgrade conditions!

The host has activated the ‘Great Lord System’,

Turn on the experience system;

Turn on the character attribute system;

Turn on the skill system;

Activate the career system;

Activate the talent system;

Turn on the hidden carry-on package system;

Start the equipment system;

Turn on the professional system."

Although the series of prompts sounded mechanical and stiff, they sounded extremely vivid to Player's ears.

"Detect the race and physical quality of the host, select a profession for the host, and determine the profession as a Paladin."

Before Prell had time to complain about why the name of the system he carried was so popular, he heard the system prompting in his mind again. He was furious: "Damn it, why do you want me to be a paladin? I don't want to be a paladin."

, I want to be a dharma master! I’ll fuck your uncle, your stupid system!”

Then he suddenly twitched, foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes, and felt like he was about to become incontinent.

"It was detected that the host was disrespectful of the system's remarks, and an electric shock punishment was given. This punishment is the 'Professor's Passionate Care', and the main care method is electrotherapy, which will help the host to be harmonious, loving, and love life!"

"Fuck you... cutie!" Prior shuddered, and the curse words slipped out of his mouth again.

When the extremely worried Belga returned to look for his cousin who might be suffering from constipation, he was a little stunned. For the first time, he found that his usually lifeless cousin actually had a smile on his face.

"Hi, long time no see, brother Belga!" Prell greeted warmly. Belga felt a chill on his back and his anus tightened. He vaguely felt that something strange had happened to his cousin.

A describable change.

It seems that there is light surrounding him!

Prell said with a smile: "Oh, I accidentally fell down when I was defecating just now. I lost my pickaxe and my clothes were torn. I was really careless!"

Belga hesitated. As a taciturn race, he was also taciturn. He just looked at Prell in confusion. After thinking about it, this cousin seemed to be a little different since he was a child, so he was relieved immediately.

, maybe this is my cousin’s normal behavior.

So Prell stood up and set foot on the patrol route with Belga again. Belga kindly gave the pickaxe he carried to Prell, and he carried a curved cherry wood stick on his back.

Staff.

This is a spell-casting prop used by kobold spellcasters after they awaken. The staff is made by each caster himself, usually made of oak or cherry wood. Belga's staff is curved like a snake, and the top of the staff is carved by him.

Like an incompletely clenched fist.

As for why it was made like this, Belga himself couldn't explain it. Even the staffs made by each awakened spellcaster of the kobolds were not exactly the same, but all kinds of strange ones. It seemed that there were no such rules in the bloodline left by the kobold ancestors.

statement.

Looking at Belga who was cautiously probing around in the grass with his staff in front of him, Prell's eyes flickered and he saw Belga's personal attributes.

This is an exclusive skill he gained after turning on his portable system: Eye of Observation.

"Eye of Observation: Can observe the attributes of any target."

There is no cooldown and no mana required. As long as Player is willing, he can see the attributes of any target, even trees and stones.

"Belga, race Gogo kobold branch, male, 5 years old, adult.

Junior shaman, kobold racial bloodline awakening caster.

Skill Mastery: Lightning Bolt, Proficiency: Intermediate. Damage: Light. Consumption: Medium.

Healing Wave, the skill is being learned.

Melee Combat: Elementary.

Natural Comprehension: Elementary.

Racial Talent: Ore Smell: Have a relatively good sense of smell and exploration ability for any known and exposed mineral deposits, and save 50% of physical strength and stamina when mining ores.

Durability: Improved physical strength and endurance.

Elemental affinity: Has a good affinity for the earth element."

Prell curled his lips. The attributes of the character seen by the Observation Eye were very different from his personal attributes. Of course, as the same race as Belga, the racial talents of the two people were the same, but he did not figure it out.

What exactly does this "element affinity" mean?

Prell, who completed a physical transformation because of turning on the system, was completely healed by the system. He did not tell Belga anything about what happened to him. This is his biggest secret, or in other words, the second biggest secret. It must be

It should be kept for life.

As for whether the patrol will encounter danger again, the excited Prell feels, "With the system in hand, I have the world!" At this moment, he is not afraid of anything!


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