I Became an In-game NPC Chapter 42: True Master
Bad waited for a while, the endless sigh gradually weakened, until if there was nothing, but the surroundings were still dark and silent, the female mage directed four illuminated light **** to circle around nearby to ensure that there was no blind spot.
"It seems that the person is unwilling to come out to pick up customers! Let's go down first!"
A group of people fell on the ground, their feet stepped on the broken bone fragments, making a creaking sound. Although the priest’s holy light was powerful, nearly tens of centimeters were left after countless skeletons were destroyed. Fragments of bones were directly submerged to the lower leg.
Soon after jumping down, Nina was picked up by the re-armed Happy Windmill. With her short halfling figure, it is indeed difficult to wade through this sea of bones.
"Thank you!" She sat on the shoulders of Happy Windmill with a bit of a twist. Although the other side's blunt steel shoulders were not a comfortable seat, it was better than letting her wander among the dead bodies on the floor.
Thinking of the concept of the corpse of an undead creature, she suddenly wanted to laugh, but seeing that the rest of the team were advancing cautiously, she still tried to restrain her expression, looked around, and gradually focused on investigating stand up.
Before leaving this area, Bud certainly did not forget to call Happy Windmill to take back his shield. The latter baby seemed to wipe the edges to clean up the powder brought out by being embedded in the rock wall, watching the few strokes on it. Heartache.
"Don't look like that! When I go back, I will give you a special grant and repair it with the best materials. If it doesn't work, I will ask the boss to ask for a new one!" The light white rose is in a good mood and has not forgotten her comfort. The biggest comrade-in-arms, with great wealth, really deserves to be the treasurer.
Budd waved his hand indifferently. He didn't care about such trivial things. Instead, the happy windmill quit by himself. "You can't throw away the new side. This is a hero. If it weren't for it, we would be killed. How can I abandon it!"
The light white jam knows that he has a habit of collecting equipment, and he chuckles his lips disdainfully, "Is that little purple shield staying there? If you go on like this, it won’t take long for the bank space to be enough! If you want to increase it, The rent will increase exponentially! It's better to get rid of it early and take advantage of the high price now..."
"There seems to be something over there!" At this moment, the halfling rogue suddenly interrupted their conversation, and said from a distance with his finger that the group of people had searched a lot of places after leaving the platform area, but the surrounding area was the walls except for the pillars. There are no traces of exports.
Hearing Nina's words, Bud tried to look at it, as if there was indeed a vague blur in the darkness.
Happy Windmill put down the ~half~ body, raised the shield with a serious expression, and covered half of the front and leaned there.
has been silent, and the female wizard who did not join the discussion dutifully directed the light ball to follow, while the team was alert to each other and moved slowly.
"Is this? There is something, Captain!"
Budd approached and took a look at the light, but it was a huge ancient throne, placed abruptly on the ground, covered with a thin layer of white bone meal, but the yellowish texture below was faintly visible.
"Golden Throne!" The light white jam exclaimed slightly, and he reached out and wiped it. As expected, the pure gold throne revealed its true body after removing the cover of the surface years.
Budd didn't stop it, but the direct contact didn't seem to cause any changes. He allowed his finance chief to rush to the vicinity, obsessively petting the huge piece of gold, and he looked around.
Winter Leaf was also not interested in gold. Seeing Bud’s approach, she thought for a while and used the mage detection skill again to scan the nearby area.
Happy Windmill on alert, the halfling wanderer first checked the golden throne with Sister Jam for a while, and after confirming that there was no mechanism, he came to Bud and used his professional skills under his instruction to start investigating traps.
Budd swept the ashes covering the ground with his feet. This thick layer accumulated on the ground, covering up all clues.
Finally, the three explorers stopped in one place. Nina and Wintery Leaf looked at each other, then pointed to the following to confirm to Bud: "There is a problem!"
The three men moved their hands and feet together, pushing the gray-white bone meal aside. Sure enough, a huge rectangular trace was faintly carved on the ground. After some treatment, it was painted by the white bone meal embedded in the groove on the black stone floor. The graphics are very eye-catching and quickly attracted the attention of the other two.
After forgetting the light white jam for a while, she also recovered her calm at this moment. After leaving the throne somewhat reluctantly, she drew the sacred power bestowed in her body and pressed her palm to the center of the rectangular plot.
The white ball of light that just emerged downwards has a strange change, seems to be pulled by a strong gravitational force, and the originally very regular sphere is torn into an ellipse.
The pale white jam complexion changed, the Holy Power quickly recovered, and nodded to Bud, "It's here, the source of all evil!"
This little skill in the use of power was subtly absorbed in the ears and eyes of the contact with Bud, after all, in Bud's eyes, this is a nearly real world!
skills are just a rigid way of using power. Only those who master the true meaning of the application are considered strong, otherwise they are just fools who can only rely on external forces.
"That's the case!" Bud touched his chin and pondered for a while, "given enough preparation time, it doesn't seem to be a good deal to do it." He moved his eyes to the little bit in the team, the halfling Nina On the body, "It's almost time for this to show off!"
Nina, who was ignorant, was ordered by Badra to act. The light white jam called Happy Pinwheel when she saw that she had nothing to do with her, and went back to the throne to study how to take this big guy apart and take it out. Winter leaves are boring I walked to the side and looked at the various skills in the panel, dazed.
More than half an hour later, Bud called the team again. At this time, it was nearly two hours to enter the dungeon. Everyone began to get tired mentally, especially when he broke off a small piece of gold decoration on the throne. The system prompts that the light white rose that is cursed and can't take it out of the copy seems to be dying.
"Curse? Maybe kill the guy below to get rid of it!" Bud muttered intentionally, and one sentence rekindled the priest's blood.
"Hoho! The guy below, come out and die!" The light white jam stepped on the rectangular ground, and the body that returned to its peak state after sufficient rest erupted with sacred power, and went naked. The long legs passed to the black stone ground, and they immediately boiled halfway like a frying pan, making noises.
At the same time, there was a violent tremor on the ground nearby. It seemed that someone who was unwilling to be buried on the spot was struggling to run out.
Bad led people back to the surroundings, stood in position, and watched the rocks collapse and swirled out against the weather, turning into black smoke and blowing the surrounding gray bone powder into the sky.
"You! You will be eaten by me in one bite, and become my slaves after death! You will never be free!"
Accompanied by a huge and terrifying announcement, a tall figure slowly emerged in the black cyclone, and its stiff limbs stood upright under the action of mysterious power.
Bud raised his hand to shield himself from the wind and dust, and looked at the opponent.
I saw that this huge mummy-like existence was more than three meters high. It was wrapped in a weird black skeleton armor and held a huge iron sword. Its scarlet eyes looked like two burning fire lights. It spoke from each hole. Smoke erupted from inside and out, just like Bud encountered at the seal outside the door.
"It seems that the other party is indeed the last boss. If there are no other tricks, let's do it!"
raised his hand and played a song of courage, buffing the team collectively.
[Song of Courage (Chapter One, Section 7)
uses exciting tunes to greatly inspire the mood of the comrades before stepping into the battlefield, allowing them to ignore fear and the enemy's atrocities, maximize their proud ability, and pursue goals and victory.
reduces the damage taken by 10%, increases the skill completion by 13%, and has a chance to add 30 additional damage to the attack for 180 seconds. 】
This is almost the most high-end music he has learned from Barrett's chief priest according to the instructions. Because of his own talent, the effect of playing the piccolo is almost not compromised, and it is close to 100% skill completion~IndoMTL. com~ plus racial characteristics-the effect of singing skills is increased by 20%.
Everyone immediately felt a warmth in their bodies, as if incomparable courage burst from their hearts and flowed into the limbs, adding endless energy to themselves.
"Die!" The light white jam ignored the other's appearance of fear, and immediately began to pray in a low voice, preparing for a powerful purification magic.
Happy Windmill straightened up the huge shield, and came to the monster in two or three steps, "Your opponent is me!" He hit the shield with the short sword in his right hand, and shouted: "Come on! You ugly monster!"
skill taunts and defensive posture, the main tank of the team, ~ Ke, became the first in the monster's hatred list, and attracted him to the front.
Bud glanced at the mage, and the other party murmured something intently. He believed that the other party didn't need to point himself, so he focused on melee.
"The soldier slowly retreats 30 degrees diagonally to the rear, and the rogue is about to go around and stab his back... Others are waiting for my attack order." While commanding the whisper, he kept talking and played several other blessings. song.
The huge mummy king boss wielded an iron horse-slashing sword, banging it heavily on the battle shield of the Happy Windmill, leaving traces and repelling it continuously.
"If the strength exceeds me by 10 points or more, there is a 50% chance that it will cause a forced repelling effect..." Happy Windmill evaluated, moving its feet to retreat by itself. This technique is difficult to apply if it cannot be synchronized. But he mastered it proficiently, receiving three heavy blows in a row, and none of the forced repelling effects appeared, but his hands were numb.
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