Maybe Mai Fan is right. The intertwining of different tasks from two different worlds will really increase the difficulty of the task to a certain extent.
At this time, Feng Xiaoju no longer thought about joining forces. He held the hem of his Taoist robe and ran to the locker like a gust of wind. He pulled out a whisk from behind and pointed at the strange locker.
’ With a swipe, he whipped over.
"Bang, dang, dang..."
A faint white light flashed on Feng Xiaoju's whisk.
Mai Fan, who was used to having to identify everything, had already gotten the answer he wanted from the diary.
‘Exorcism… B-level spell, user group: Taoist priests, warlock-type professions’
‘Origin of the Endless Horrible Reincarnation World’
It's really a skill redeemed from the Lord God.
It seems that Feng Xiaoju himself has had some adventures.
It's just that he has only installed this skill not long ago, and the level is still at its most basic stage.
He has the power to intimidate these ghosts, but it is far from enough.
No, after Feng Xiaoju went to the rescue, the locker that bit the novice player reluctantly vomited out the prey it had obtained.
After the wailing newcomer lost his grip, he sat down on the ground with a pop.
After seeing the injury on his arm clearly, he let out an even more ferocious howl.
It's too awful.
The part of the arm that was submerged in the cabinet seemed to have been inserted into some highly concentrated corrosive liquid... The first half of the newcomer's arm was melted until the bones were exposed.
"What the hell!!"
Moreover, this kind of corrosiveness is also contagious. Even as the newcomer howled, the thick blood kept extending towards his upper arm.
"What are you doing!!"
A somewhat ferocious voice sounded from behind Feng Xiaoju.
"Step aside!"
As soon as the voice fell, a white light lit up from behind Feng Xiaoju.
Feng Xiaoju's heart skipped a beat, and he dodged to the side as quickly as possible, and then the white light rubbed his side and struck directly on the wailing newcomer.
'Snapped!'
One section of the arm, whose structure could no longer be seen, was chopped off and fell to the ground.
Because of this sudden situation, the howling person was stunned.
Everyone looked behind Feng Xiaoju.
There was a person standing behind him, a person who seemed to have leadership qualities.
There was a scornful and cynical smile on his face.
It's as if cutting off a person's arm is as simple as blowing a breath.
Feng Xiaoju was a little angry. If he hadn't dodged in time, the knife would have struck him in the back instead of cutting off the messed up arm.
"Did you really know who to chop?" Feng Xiaoju asked the other party: "If I couldn't avoid it, you would have split my spine. Did you do it on purpose?"
But the man's answer was confident: "I did it on purpose!"
"I just want to try to see if you are really a senior."
"You've already experienced three worlds, you can't even dodge my sword, right?"
"And this is the world of reincarnation. You don't really think that people with the same mission will definitely be companions."
"Now that I have seen your strength, at least you will consider the consequences when you act recklessly."
"Wouldn't this be much safer for you?"
"Besides, I will save this newcomer's life. Let's make our mission as perfect as possible."
"What else do you have to complain about?"
"You!!" Feng Xiaoju was a little angry, but he turned around and looked at the newcomer who was trembling because of his fight with the senior taskmaster... He had to suppress his anger.
His occupational disease really cannot be changed.
We are already in the third world, and we still want to seek justice.
At this moment, Mai Fan, who was standing far away, gently shook his head towards Feng Xiaoju...
With his keen senses, he realized that this man carrying an ordinary black knife... was dangerous.
At least it's not something that the current Feng Xiaoju can deal with.
The black sword in the opponent's hand turned out to be a B+ level magic weapon. And it had been strengthened to a +3 level.
From what Feng Xiaoju said, it seemed that their world of reincarnation had just opened up.
Then this man's strength is at least enough to sweep through all the existing reincarnations.
It would be unwise to enmity with him.
The most important task for him and Feng Xiaoju is to survive.
He probably understood the meaning in Mai Fan's eyes.
Feng Xiaoju suppressed the anger in her heart.
He looked at the burn marks on the cutoff wound of the new man's arm... This man's sword skills also had the attribute of fire.
By some strange coincidence, the bleeding was stopped.
As long as you are careful, it is better to have such a powerful companion than to fight alone.
Thinking of this, Feng Xiaoju stopped paying attention to Mai Fan. He looked behind his temporary companion, only to find that he had already led his girlfriend in another direction.
Fortunately, Mai Fan looks very calm, he should be able to handle it.
Feng Xiaoju didn't know that Mai Fan at least still had the memory of his grandfather's first station.
At the very least, it can be exchanged for tickets for two people.
He didn't need to worry about Feng Xiaoju, a man with ten oil bottles hanging on his back.
No, after Mai Fan analyzed the equipment on that powerful man, he dragged Peng Xiaotian, who had been stunned, to a scene where it was relatively easy to obtain survival points.
In a station, what place is the most important?
That's the station master's office.
Because this small station is small, naturally, the offices of the station manager and ordinary staff are next to each other.
They are rows of small bungalows with red tiles and white walls, only about four or five rooms.
Probably no one took the words of those scary flight attendants seriously, so most of the passengers who came to these offices were looking for contact information, maps, and clues to leave the station and return to reality.
This is different from Mai Fan's purpose.
Therefore, no matter how many people there are, he is not afraid.
It's like this opinion book hanging on the wall.
In the plastic-wrapped pocket, Mai Fan dug out the first paper coupon representing a survival point.
"What's this?"
Peng Xiaotian, who had been holding on to Mai Fan, also came closer. Mai Fan unfolded the coupon in front of his girlfriend: "This is the currency needed to exchange the ticket."
"We need to collect more of these paper coupons."
"Because those cunning flight attendants didn't tell us how many survival points we need to redeem tickets for the next stop."
"Look at the appearance of this coupon clearly. If I guessed correctly...it should have other denominations."