Chapter 217 216 I Know Thrift Is a Virtue, but the Leader Will Update More, Please Give Me a Monthly Vote! 【1515】

Chapter 217 216. I know that frugality is a virtue, but - Leader, please give me your monthly vote! 【1515】

(Additional update for the ‘Sakurababy’ brothers [5/5])

"You have done a good job. Such dangerous and evil things are not something you can control now. If you pick up similar things in the future, you must turn them in in time."

In the Blood Vulture Corridor, Tris flipped through the "Midnight Book" handed in by two young players with a cautious and careless attitude.

Touch You Poor and Live Well stared at the book in front of them. They saw that every time Mrs. Cuisi turned a page, weird spiritual sparks would pop up on the strange book, which was the spiritual curse attached to it. The psychic echo when Madam Silk breaks through with her psychic powers.

This scene made Shizheng Tinghao sweat all over his head.

Just now he was thinking of checking it out on the road.

But with the density of curses in this book, I'm afraid I'll be reading it after just a few pages.

The devilish stuff of these cultists is really creepy.

"Cultists often use this kind of superficial spiritual induction to seduce people who are not determined. Once you read it without protection, it means that your spirit will suffer an irreparable impact.

But talking about the book itself, it is indeed a legendary item.

And it's valuable. "

Tris looked at the various sorcery recorded in the book with great interest, and explained to the two curious little players:

"It is impossible to verify when the original Midnight Book was born, but the most credible theory I heard is that this thing has been circulating in the shadows of the continent at least four hundred years ago. It was part of the people who fell into darkness. Considered a sacred object by psionicists, it is essentially a grimoire of forbidden spells.

It is said to be divided into three volumes.

They are the "Conspiracy and Destruction" that you found, which records the skills of the dark and death factions, the "Book of Star Sea Truth" which records the knowledge of subspace, and the "Secret Scroll of Dagon" related to a certain evil god in the legend.

You are lucky to have picked up the most harmless volume.

Although the knowledge on it is biased toward curses, corrosion, and darkness, it is not contaminated with the power of more difficult evil things. "

"So, Mrs. Tracey, is this genuine?"

Moyouqiong asked curiously.

Cuisi glanced at this little cutie and smiled like a little fool, shaking her head and saying:

"How could it be genuine?

If it is genuine, the two of you will turn into hopeless lunatics with twisted limbs due to the psychic shock the moment you see it.

This is just a manuscript of pretty good quality.

However, the recorder probably read the Scroll of Creation and Destruction with his own eyes. Look, he also thoughtfully added some annotations.

I heard that the authentic Scroll of Creation and Destruction was personally collected by the previous purification master of the Ring Tower, His Excellency Maireddin, from the cultists in the Cato area and stored in the Forbidden Tower of the Ring Tower. It was already one hundred and nineteen years old. That was more than ten years ago.

Just a year before I was pronounced dead.

Ah, the old story.

But you did a good job and deserve to be rewarded. "

Cuisi took out two scrolls from the drawer, scribbled down orders on them and gave them to Mo Youqiong and Live Full Good, and said in a charming and gentle tone:

"Take it to the Blood Vulture Quartermaster. Each of you will receive a psychic protection ring made by me as a reward for turning in the evil objects in time."

"Thank you for your generosity! Your Majesty the Grand Duke."

I took the note with a smile on my face, glanced at it and found that it was a component reward for the "Family Guard" set, and I felt even happier.

That is the current version of the "top-level suit". You can get a part by completing a task, which is a huge profit!

But life is good and I have some other expectations.

He whispered:

"Um, Grand Duke Tris, I'm actually quite curious about this knowledge. Can I?"

"You want to learn?"

Tris rolled her eyes.

He said in his heart that these alien warriors were really ignorant and fearless. Even the vampires called "evil ghosts" regarded these things as evil things. He actually dared to learn these things despite the disapproval of the world.

But she remembered little Murphy's advice, thought for a while and said:

"It's not impossible, but I need to first screen out those dangerous spells that cannot be learned by you, and then I will allow you to copy some of the knowledge. However, warrior, you must first prove your potential as a psionicist."

Tris spoke in a long voice and said business-like with a straight face:

"First find me thirty bottles of fine wine. I need to use them to complete a complex set of purification rituals for this evil book. The wine needs to be no less than thirty years old and cannot be repeated.

The longer the cellaring time, the deeper the purifying power contained in those mellow aromas.”

"I understand! I will do my best to collect these for you, thank you for your generosity, Mrs. Tracey."

Xingzheng was very happy when he saw that he had triggered the "Trial of the Trickster's Apprentice" mission, and he was immediately satisfied and exited the Grand Duke's office with Mo Youqiong.

On the way out of the Blood Vulture Corridor, Huo Zheng was savoring the conversation he had just had with Mrs. Tris, and he whispered:

"The modeling of this NPC is so charming. There is a touch of charm in her bones. I don't know her favorability."

"Shhhhhh! You can't say it! This is a topic that you can't even talk about! Shut up!"

Mo Youqiong was startled, and he quickly covered the mouth of his good friend who was speaking freely. He looked around and reminded:

"Mrs. Tris is the official CP of Mr. Murphy. Although it is not stated in the game, their relationship is like this. If you dare to make dirty jokes and get heard, it will be a disaster. Do you know those high-level players of Brother Wu Miao?

They made dirty jokes everywhere, which led to them being cursed by Mrs. Tris, and their luck in the game is very bad."

"Ah? There is such a saying?"

Huozhengtinghao said with wide eyes:

"So, this game does have a hidden value of 'luck'?"

"It should be."

Touching you poor can't give a specific answer.

After all, in theory, he is just a newbie who has just entered the game for less than 20 days.

"Let's go, let's find a place to log off."

It was a fun day, and now I'm a little tired, so I pulled my good friend out, saying as I walked:

"I'll come to see you in a few days, let's get together offline."

"What the hell, I'm already in sleep link mode now, I've already fallen asleep in reality, if you're tired, just log off yourself, I still have a few tasks to do."

Mo Ni Qiong's schedule is very full, he counted on his fingers and said:

"Daily reputation of the Cadman People's Army, reputation of the Adventurer's Guild, and ticket tasks for the Fighting Club. I've also made an appointment with Shi Liu and the others to play the group copy of "Advance into the Blood Eagle Corridor", and finally the Summoner's Skill practice!

Belly said he had found several toxins that are unique to Transia that can be taken by the scorpion lion. I have to go out and look for them, and take Belly to level up.

I'm still busy. "

"Fuck! Are you playing games or working?"

Huozhengtinghao couldn't help but cover his face and said:

"It's just a game, it's fun, why is it so tiring?"

"You don't understand, you haven't experienced the fun of this game yet, and you will be the same as me later, young man."

Mo Niqiong grinned with an expression of "experience", blew a whistle in a swagger, summoned his scorpion lion to fall from the sky, rode it and disappeared in the morning light.

Huozhengtinghao pouted and turned on the "sleep link program" of the game helmet.

He stretched his body in reality, closed his eyes and fell asleep again, and then opened his eyes in the game again.

"Uh, it's dawn."

He felt the strange experience of playing games and "crossing two worlds" while sleeping, and felt like he was dreaming. He planned to go to the administrative office to wake up his two assistants.

Just after the two little rich guys left, Tracy received a communication from Murphy.

The lord asked her to meet in a certain area under the Blood Eagle Corridor. The witch hunters had reached a preliminary conclusion on the research of the remains of the ghoul overlord at the bottom of the sewer. Murphy thought Tracy should know about it.

The Grand Duke of Blood Eagle immediately rubbed his eyebrows. The fact that Murphy was so cautious fully showed that the corpse used as the "cultivation base" of the ghoul overlord also had a background.

This made Tracy couldn't help but complain about why things in Transia are always so bad? It's just like pulling cassava. Pulling out one brings out a bunch. You can never guess how bad the consequences of an accident will be.

But complaining is complaining. As the strongest person currently sitting in Scarlet Castle, Tracy can't give up her responsibilities to this land.

She quickly rushed to Murphy's side.

It was an abandoned room at the bottom of the corridor, which was cleared by workers a few days ago. At this time, the witch hunters had set up a barrier with many natural wood carvings and ritual tools to prevent the overflow of death energy.

But natural energy is not kind to vampires, so Murphy, Maxim and Trish can only stand outside the room and watch Aunt Marianne, Old Eugene and Natalie deal with the remains of the ghoul overlord.

This thing is indeed not yet formed, but the remnants of the power of the underworld make it impossible to be discarded casually. It is like a "pollution source". Digging a pit and burying it casually can easily trigger a second wave of undead disasters.

"We probably have to burn it."

Tracey looked at the process of the witch hunters in the room. She played with the Serenade Scepter and said to Murphy:

"It can't be burned with ordinary flames. The purifying fire bursting from Natalie's holy sword can help us complete this task, but what exactly did you ask me to come here to see?"

"Two things."

Murphy opened a wooden box in front of him. Inside were ten pale twisted bone claws and a pile of ghoul teeth stained with filthy power. These were the "materials" just obtained from the ghoul overlord. They were all "high-level rare materials" after being identified by items.

He didn't intend to waste them, so he said to Tris with a strange look in her eyes:

"I hope you can use your superb alchemy skills to process some of these things and make them into combat swords and daggers or daggers. It would be best to make a "Ghoul King" series, so that I can have more rewards for my warriors in the future."

"Uh"

Tris rolled her eyes and said:

"You are really suitable to be a housewife, little Murphy. Can't you tolerate even a little waste?

This ghoul overlord has not really taken shape, resulting in insufficient concentration of death plague on its claws and teeth. Even if the weapon is made, it is not as high-level as you think. Okay, okay, let's make the best use of it. I will find time to help you do it.

But since it has come to this, why not take out its eyeballs as well?

That thing can be made into jewelry for reconnaissance, the tendons can be tanned with alchemical materials to make bow strings, and the strongest bones can be used to make two protective shields. If you don't mind, the Ghoul Overlord can be stretched to the extreme. The spiked tongue can even be used to make a whip.

Well, it looks like they are all treasures! "

"Hey, this is called professionalism!"

Murphy stretched out his thumb and sighed, then took out the calculation orb and passed Trish's instructions to President Natalie who was busy in the room.

He could clearly see the shock and helplessness on Natalie's face outside the house, but the president of the Adventurer's Guild did not refute. Instead, she sighed tiredly and picked up a pair of full-protection models from the side. Gauntlets and a boning knife made of sacred oak.

Obviously he intends to satisfy his lord's request of "making full use of everything and being thrifty".

"Then the second thing."

Murphy handed the box containing the material of the Ghoul Overlord to Maxim, who held it in his arms, where he stood guard and listened to Murphy's description of Tris.

The vampire lord looked at the final purification going on in the room filled with green light, and he whispered to Tris:

"Just now, Sister Marian told me that they identified the 'prototype' of this ghoul overlord. He was a dwarf or a frost dwarf. Unfortunately, it was too severely eroded by the power of the underworld and it was impossible to determine his original identity. "

"Huh? A frost dwarf?"

Tris was really shocked now.

As a well-informed Scarlet Witch, she immediately realized the strangeness of this matter. She frowned and said:

"No matter which clan the dwarves belong to, even those 'exiled' sin dwarves who have committed great mistakes and are not recognized by the three clans, they also strictly follow the teachings of Gaia, the mother of the earth. Regardless of identity and status, when a dwarf After death, they were returned to the flames, and their ashes were buried in funerary temples beneath the earth.

Theoretically, unless an irreversible accident occurs, it is difficult to find a complete dwarf corpse in the material world.

The observance of tradition by those short fellows is unimaginable. They once paid a heavy price of two hundred deaths in order to retrieve the body of a warrior. This is what I saw with my own eyes when I traveled to the mainland.

He could be used as material for the formation of a ghoul overlord. He was also a strong man of gold rank during his lifetime. Even among the dwarves, there were not many such people.

I haven't heard of any powerful dwarf dying unexpectedly in the past ten years.

Even the bodies were stolen."

"What about counting further forward?"

Murphy said:

"Perhaps they obtained this body as material decades or even hundreds of years ago?"

"Don't make trouble, do you think you can cast necromancy by just finding a random corpse?

What those cultists or orthodox death masters pursue is the peculiar "charm" that a corpse retains when it transcends life and death. In particular, this kind of high-level necromancy is even more stringent in the selection of receptors. "

Tris corrected:

"The world-recognized school of death psychic masters, the Moon Priests of the Songhai people will even begin to use complex rituals to make their death 'complete' before the death of the recipient, in order to obtain more perfect casting materials. .

That's the Plague Ghoul Overlord!

It is also a rare high-level undead spirit in the Hades plane. To cultivate such a thing in the material world requires the right time and place that you cannot imagine.

This dwarf will not have been dead for more than five years! Absolutely not! And if the witch hunters have confirmed that he is a frost dwarf, then we may be able to investigate in the Frost Castle in the wilderness through the channel of Shani's flirtatious fox. "

Tris glanced at Murphy and said:

"Of course, I'm just providing a suggestion. It's impossible to ask Shani to do things for you without paying a price, so now it depends on how much you want this 'truth'. However, my idea is, let it go Come on, little Murphy.

Dealing with dwarves is not a pleasant thing, and it involves the dangerous 'twilight'. If you want Shani to help, you have to tell her something, but you can't confirm whether the Thorn Clan is 'safe'.

This will greatly increase our risk at this time.

We can keep this jar of ashes, and then send more trustworthy people to the wilderness to return it when the time is right, but now, your curiosity needs to be temporarily suppressed. "

"Isn't there any other way to get a clue?"

Murphy was still a little unwilling to give up and said:

"For example, some kind of psychic spell that can extract the memories of the deceased? This will allow us to at least confirm the identity of this 'dwarf victim Mr. X'."

"Oh, so this is the reason why you called me over. I thought you just wanted to see me. Hey, man."

Tris snorted quite unhappily, shook her head and said:

"That kind of spell exists, but I don't know how to do it. My understanding of death spells is not enough to unleash that level of 'spiritualism'. Maybe you can do it by finding a genuine moon priest. I guess in this world it is estimated that Only they can do it.

But the death servants of the Songhai Empire never left their place of origin.

So, let’s talk about it later when we have the opportunity. "

"Well, we have another disturbing secret in our hands. I have a feeling that once Mr.

Murphy sighed and said:

"Why are Transia's affairs always so bad?"