Tower Defense Game: My Eternal Kingdom

Chapter 263 Enhanced Spirit Eliminating Blade

Bloody fragments of stumps covered the entire hut, the pale head was hanging on the beam, and a gloomy atmosphere was brewing.

"I don't know if Weird can kill that devil."

Cheng Shen observed secretly.

Judging from the current situation, the attack method of the cursed book is physical damage.

but.

The strange attack, the truly terrifying thing is the strange erosion that comes with the attack.

A purely physical attack is not enough to deal with the threat of ordinary people.

But if you encounter those monsters with strong vitality, you can survive them.

However, the erosion caused by the weirdness is not so easy to withstand.

If it weren't for a pervert like Cheng Shen, who can change the body structure at will, peel off most of the flesh and blood tissue and still be safe, ordinary creatures would face the threat of death even if they were slightly touched by weirdness!

"Whether it's dead or not, it has to peel off a layer of skin."

Cheng Shen thought to himself.

It will take some time for the Book of Curses to take effect, but the problem in front of it must be resolved as soon as possible.

People who are killed by Weird also become Weird.

In the early stages, only secondary transmitters are formed which can still be wiped out.Cheng Shen still doesn't know what conditions need to be fulfilled for the secondary transmitter to evolve into a truly weird one.He doesn't need to understand now.

Pieces of sticky flesh and hair had begun to squirm on the wall, and it seemed that the entire logging hut was about to undergo terrible changes.

call!
Pale flames immediately ignited outside the house, and quickly covered the entire building. There were patches of black and red patches mixed in the flames. The two colors did not blend together. The flames did not have the slightest warmth, but were thick and cold.

"The effect of the blade of removing spirits has changed!"

Cheng Shen's complexion changed slightly.

Since he was infected by the blood of the Hate Brood, he used the Exorcism Blade for the first time, and immediately found that the effect of the Exorcist Blade was no longer just burning, it seemed to have the strange suppressing characteristics of the Hate Hive!
After the minced meat exuding a cold aura was ignited by the flames, it immediately calmed down.

The eyelids of the pale head with staring round eyes gradually closed.

call! !

The rising flames engulfed the wooden house, but strangely did not ignite any building structures. Large swaths of ash floated into the sky along the chimney and the gaps in the windows, making the gray clouds even more gloomy.

Until the last flame in the house turned into green smoke.Cheng Shen, who had been ignited into a three-meter-high torch, put away the spirit-eliminating blade.

"The backlash effect has also become more terrifying. It deepened to this point in less than a minute. It would have taken at least 1 minutes before..."

brush...

A layer of scorched horny skin peeled off on the surface of Cheng Shen's body.

Fifteen times the negative enhancement, in exchange for a characteristic effect that restrains weirdness.No matter how you look at it, this deal is his blood.

A reliable cursed object.

It's so rare.

Especially cursed objects like the Exorcist's Blade that he could ignore backlash.

The enhancement of the negative effect only reduces the time it takes to use it, but it can still persist for a long time with its huge vitality, and its extra feature makes its effect of limiting weirdness to a higher level!

This slight gap.

It will give him a little more hope of survival in the face of weirdness in the future!
In other words, the only shortcoming is that Zhang Yao, who can still be used after the negative enhancement, can't bear it...

but it does not matter.

Cheng Shen now has some confidence in refining artificial cursed objects.

raw material,

There is no shortage.

There are still a pair of blood corpse arms in his territory, and the source of the deep sea curse.

No matter which of these two weirdnesses is refined into a cursed object, the effect will not be bad...

Brush it!

The sound of books being flipped suddenly sounded in the bleak wooden house, and Cheng Shen cast his gaze.

I saw the scattered book of curses quietly reappearing on the table.

The old man with corpse spots on his face wandered aimlessly in the house for a while.

seems to want to leave.

But it is limited to a fixed range around the Book of Curses.

After a while.

Its figure gradually faded away.

"The curse is complete."

Cheng Shen immediately checked the system log.

No kill prompt.

Sure enough, the devil still has a way to deal with the weird attack.

Cheng Shen thought of the curse props used by the blood god to sacrifice his mother, and was not surprised by this result.

He used the Book of Curses this time mainly for two purposes.

One is revenge.

Furthermore, it is to let the devil realize that he is by no means easy to mess with like those idiots in the Temple of Sacrifice.

The attack.

How much will make the next choice of the devil to cast a mouse.

It may not take long for the other party to react, but what Cheng Shen is fighting for is the development time in the next few days. As long as the other party does not make a judgment at the first time, the initiative will fall into his hands!
"Since this cursed object has been used..."

Cheng Shen turned his eyes.

Only two of the three criminals he raised from the prison could read, which was also the basic condition for using the Book of Curses.

Leo is dead.

The Celestial Cultist can also use the Book of Curses once.

Previously, he learned the real names of several key members of the alliance through camp battles.

Unfortunately, the real name of the missionary is not complete.

Last name is missing.

I don't know if it will work or not.

"Ok?"

Cheng Shen suddenly realized a bug in the Book of Curses.

If the real name he provided had the same name, what effect would the Book of Curses have?
Could it be to kill all the targets that meet the real name requirements! ?

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have misjudged the horror of this cursed object...

"Try whether the code name has any effect first." Cheng Shen summoned the Celestial Cultist. His previous wounds had almost healed, but a rag shirt that was nailed into his flesh was nowhere close to his wounds. grow together.

This is naturally Amy's masterpiece.

Cheng Shen didn't intend to help him take off the clothes, but just instructed him to operate the book of curses.

Whoa!

When the three words "missionary" were written, the book of curses suddenly flipped, and the dark wind swept through, and the terrifying old man appeared behind the believers again.

But this time.

However, this Celestial Cultist was not immediately cursed back.

The old man glanced at the contents of the book, did not move, and just disappeared so abruptly.

All the abnormalities in the house gradually returned to tranquility.

"The code name really doesn't work."

Cheng Shen felt a little regretful.

It seems that there is no need to try the incomplete real name of the missionary. The effect of this cursed object obviously follows certain rules meticulously.

Can't drill holes.

Cheng Shen thought for a while and simply revealed another person's name.

……

Black Wind Valley.

The missionary, who was much thinner than before, looked at the building that was rising in front of him.

The eyes full of haze finally regained some spirit.

"There is still a chance! There is still a chance to come back!"

he said bitterly.

The advantage of geography keeps him in a state of ease and development.

Guarding this valley that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and through advanced strategies in the early stage, he successfully activated a seed path and obtained a growth-type main tower, which made him invest far less in defense than others.

That means he has more resources available for development.

In fact.

Missionaries did exactly that too.

The difference with Cheng Shen's choice is that he is fully supporting the forging industry.

Missionaries have technical support.

Full of confidence.

In the early stage, the resistance of the community was not taken into account at all.

He is about to rely on the equipment trading market after the opening of the tenth-level dungeon to soar into the sky and regain his right to speak.

But don't want to.

The pace of his take-off seemed to be directly blasted down by Cheng Shen with a super high-speed missile...

Almost all the profits earned from intelligence in the early stage were lost on the batch of equipment that Cheng Shen sold. However, the equipment sold by Cheng Shen was not only better than his, but also cheaper. Even if he lost money and sold it at a sale, he would not be able to recover his original cost!

The missionary has never figured out how Cheng Shen threw out so much equipment at once!
A mistake in judgment directly caused his financial situation to fall to the bottom, and he also lost the ability to compete with the association for the right to speak.

of course.

Even then.

In fact, the missionary still has the ability to drag Cheng Shen to die together.

But just as Cheng Shen judged earlier, he relied too much on the advantages of intelligence, and from the very beginning, he put himself in a superior position, so how could he give up his noble life to be buried with a group of pariahs?
then.

Repeatedly.

The last struggle of the missionaries was also defeated by a wrong judgment on the situation of the camp battle.

It directly caused him to lose an extremely powerful cursed object.

The key is,
That cursed object is not his yet! !
The missionary has been living in fear for the past few days. On the one hand, he is afraid of Cheng Shen's revenge, and on the other hand, he is worried about the punishment that the boss in the organization will impose on him after he learns that he has lost his treasure!
Looking at the transmission channel that is gradually forming in front of him.

Missionaries know.

This is probably his only chance to come back.

He squeezed the token in his hand tightly. This was the second hole card he got after communicating with the big guy.

Using this token, he can 100% encounter a trade caravan with a very high degree of prosperity and a full friendship value when the trade market is opened for the first time!

He didn't expect a long-term relationship with the caravan.

As long as he can get even a little bit of advanced technical information between their fingers, it will be enough for him to achieve cornering overtaking in terms of development!
"My lord, everything is ready!"

A short man walked up to him and said with a low eyebrow.

The missionary looked at him, the indifference flashed across his face, and he put on a hypocritical smile, "Very well, I have seen everything you have done recently, you are better and more capable than the other person, very good.

After this incident, I will apply to the organization to promote you to officially join us. "

"Thank you sir!"

Packing the watermelon immediately said excitedly.

creak...

There was a light sound from the formed tunnel, and the missionary paused slightly. Hearing the reminder from his ears, his face became brighter, "Okay, you will welcome the caravan with me first!"

creak...

creak...

The strange sound gradually became clear in the transmission channel, accompanied by the sound of heavy horseshoes.

A tall horse wearing a golden armor appeared first in the passageway. This horse had a pure white horn on its head, and it actually had a pair of wings.

A tall and burly knight in holy white armor was sitting on the horse's back. He held the reins and lifted the smooth mask. The golden curly hair slid down the sides of his cheeks, revealing a resolute and handsome face.

"welcome!"

The missionary greeted him with a smile and open arms.

The knight glanced at him, felt the same aura emanating from the missionary's body, and his face softened a little, "I didn't expect to find the inheritance of the Templars outside, do you have enough food here?"

"Yes! Of course! I have already prepared a banquet for all distinguished guests!"

The missionary nodded hurriedly.

"That's good."

The knight led the horse and walked forward for a certain distance. In the passage, three heroic knights with the same costumes and mounts stepped out, followed by a golden carriage surrounded by holy light led by eight flying horses.

Countless petite angels seemed to be flying around the carriage.

Psalms echoed.

The melodious and sacred breath makes everything around it seem to have been blessed by the gods, and the surface is coated with a layer of holy brilliance.

The missionary even felt the source of power in his body faintly touch!
"Here comes a great man!"

He was shocked.

At this time, I saw the previous knight walking to the side of the carriage and whispering: "My lord, let's rest here for one night."

"Ah."

There was a lazy response from inside the car, obviously in such a solemn and serious environment, but it made people feel an inexplicable urge to spurt blood.

The missionary flushed unnaturally.

Suppressed my agitation.

He hurriedly ordered to pack the watermelon, who had lost his mind, "Hurry up and lead the caravan of the guests!"

"Oh... oh! Good!"

After packing the watermelon, he rushed forward immediately.

The four knights glanced at him warily, just as he was about to walk in front of the convoy.

One of the knights suddenly raised his voice and shouted sharply: "Stop!"

"Ok?"

Packing the watermelon raised his head blankly, and in the next second, he suddenly felt that his consciousness became hazy, and the scene in front of him began to be in a trance, and he vaguely heard an old voice calling him by his ears.

"Li Xiangmu..."

"Who?"

He involuntarily responded.

Stab it!

Pfft!

The moment the old man with corpse spots appeared beside him, an incomparably bright holy sword light fell almost at the same time, and an arm packing the watermelon suddenly broke and flew out, pulling out the stinky viscera!

At the same time, a glowing golden mark spread straight from the center of his forehead to his lower body.

Directly split his whole body from it!

"Protect the saint!"

Seeing this, the few knights did not relax in the slightest. Rich golden radiance erupted, covering them like layers of burning flames, setting off their bodies as bright as the sun!
"It's B-level weird! Dangerous! Retreat quickly!"

One shouted.

Stab it!

That strange force was still torturing the packaged watermelon that had been dismembered, tearing his body to pieces, and the ground was bloody.

The scary old man in the old housekeeper's uniform stood quietly behind him at this moment. It originally only had the target of attack in its eyes, but when the knights released energy, its cold and dead eyes slowly turned.

"what happened!!??"

The missionary stood there with his head buzzing, and the development of the situation before him made him think that he was having a nightmare from which he would never wake up!
(End of this chapter)