No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 143 Script
The scene of the barren prison had already been hinted in the panel, so Ning Luo was not surprised.

According to the panel, the scale of the Desolate Hell Realm is larger than that of the Dust Abyss, and it is divided into two areas.

Half of the plateau tribe, half of the bloody sea of ​​floating peaks.

And according to the position chosen by the traverser, the main task and the victory and defeat conditions will also be different.

Although there are many variables, relatively, there is no dungeon as cumbersome as Dust Abyss in the Desolate Prison Realm.

There is only one dungeon open today, which is the blood plague.

But Ning Luo caught a strange place.

Yan Ping, he used body time travel.

Ning Luo: "Uncle Bai, body time travel is open?"

Bai Yang came back to his senses and nodded: "Well, it was added by the hot patch at night. The hot patch opened the two systems of body traversal and additional multiplier, and the announcement said that it will be shut down at midnight on the first day of next month for a big update, and the update time will be longer. At least six hours."

At least six hours of updates, it is obviously to install a new map, but it matches the preview of the global finals.

Bai Yang paused, and then said: "The additional multiplier is the "blind card" on the panel. If the revealed card is opened, the multiplier will be doubled, and at the same time, the destiny entries of both parties will be fully revealed.And each other can perceive each other's foothold at the moment of crossing. "

"Like this game, when the two of them show their cards, they both know each other's camp."

"Lou Jinghai brought the destiny of the half-demon, obviously he went to the blood sea floating peak. And Yan Ping brought the destiny of the beast, no doubt he chose the plateau tribe."

Ning Luo frowned: "Half-demon, beast master?"

Based on his experience, these two paths are very different, and they should not have appeared in the same world.

Bai Yang chuckled softly: "Hey, although the Desolate Prison Realm is difficult to learn, thanks to its strong resistance, it is also considered the most popular map in recent years. So the information about the Desolate Prison Realm is not precious, uncle There will be no service charge this time.”

As he spoke, Bai Yang poked open the AR drawing software, and drew two concentric circles, one large and one small, in midair with his fingers, and then introduced: "This is the layout of the desolate prison world. The big circle is the desolate prison, and the small circle is the plateau. .”

"The sea of ​​blood is in a ring shape, guarding the plateau."

"The distribution of forces in the desolate prison world is also very simple. There are 72 floating peaks in the blood sea and 36 tribes in the plateau."

"At the same time, the sea level of the blood sea will continue to rise until it completely submerges the floating peaks and plateaus. Of course, even with the blessing of modules, this kind of thing will not happen within 30 years."

Ning Luo nodded slightly, and asked, "What about blood refinement and beast control?"

Bai Yang wiped away the drawing, gestured and said: "This is a long story. According to the known history of the desolate prison world, the former desolate prison was divided into two clans of monsters. But after a protracted war, the leaders of the two clans fell and their bodies It turned into a sea of ​​blood and surged upwards, thus resulting in the current situation."

"After the great war, the spiritual energy in the desolate prison world is thin, even the way of heaven has been distorted, and the lines of magic spells can hardly resonate."

"But later survivors discovered cultivation resources that could replace Reiki."

"One is the sea of ​​blood, and the other is the red soil."

"There are blood beasts in the sea of ​​blood. The blood beasts were transformed from the corpses of the demon clan during the ancient war, and they were particularly violent. So the descendants of the monster clan at 72 Fufeng hunted the blood beasts, and opened up a practice path of refining the blood and returning the half-demon to the ancestors. .”

"On the other hand, the red soil on the plateau gave birth to monsters. Although the monsters can't take shape, they retain the sorcery of the ancient monster clan in their blood."

"But they have a fatal weakness, that is the red crystal in the red soil."

"Once the monster touches the red crystal, it will shrink and become weak, but the human race has no fear of it."

"The human race didn't take advantage of this to exterminate all monsters, but embarked on a different path of combining souls and beasts and practicing magic."

"This is the pattern of the sea of ​​blood and the plateau."

Ning Luo understood.

In a word, it is forced by the environment.

Although the world level of the Desolate Prison Realm is higher, it is quite different from the Dust Abyss Realm.

In the world of Dust Abyss, you can choose to practice Qi Refining and Body Refining, and you can also choose Talisman and Dao.But the residents of the barren prison world do not have the right to choose the direction of practice, they can only adapt to the environment.

Only in this way can the survival of the race be barely guaranteed.

It's the same for half-demons, humans, and monsters.

"What a depressing world."

"really."

Ning Luo thought for a while, and then asked: "Then according to what you said, the blood sea and the plateau have different cultivation resources, and they are also troubled by the rising sea level. Then they should have no reason to dispute, so everything is because of blood. epidemic?"

Bai Yang glanced at Ning Luo unexpectedly, with the corners of his mouth raised, and joked: "Which family are you from? With such a brain, you can hide in Yongcheng? It's me, I must protect it vigorously, or you come to our company How, we will definitely give you a lot of resources here!"

No, your poaching is too straightforward, right?

Ning Luo waved his hands again and again: "No, no, it's impossible to work part-time. I'm afraid that I won't be able to get along with others."

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you very easy-going chatting with me? Why do you become socially afraid?"

"I, I'm really scared! I really didn't lie!"

"Oh, okay, okay, I understand, I understand, it's okay, it's okay."

Ning Luo: "."

It's only been a few days, and no one believes social fear anymore.

Bai Yang glanced at Ning Luo teasingly, stretched his waist in boredom, and then explained: "The blood plague is a strange disease, no matter half-demons, monsters, or human races will be infected by it. It's just the source of the blood plague. It lies in the sea of ​​blood, so the half-demon is most threatened."

"And the leader of the half-demon, the blood ancestor of the Blood Prison Peak in 72 Fufeng, predicted on his deathbed that when the blood epidemic plagues the world, only by finding the true blood holy beast can the half-demon be rescued."

"And the so-called true blood holy beast is on the plateau."

"In order to cure the blood plague, the half-demon had to smuggle across the plateau and search for medicine."

"But the true blood holy beast has only a general name, and the half-demon doesn't know its appearance. The only characteristic is that its blood can cure diseases, so why is it so hard to find?"

"So when the half-demon went around looking for monsters to bleed, it was quickly noticed by the human race."

"The plan was exposed, and the half-demon had no choice but to send someone to explain the details and ask for assistance, but they were sternly rejected."

"So, the war is on the verge of breaking out."

"This is the script."

As he said that, Bai Yang's fingers fluttered, and he drew the timeline of the blood plague with AR drawings and xls tables.

[In the third year, blood beasts raged, blood plague broke out]

[In the sixth year, the half-demon sent people to smuggle across the plateau]

[In the 8th year, the Beastmaster besieged and suppressed the plateau half-monster. In the same year, a blood epidemic broke out on the plateau.]

[In the 9th year, the negotiation failed and the face was torn apart]

[In the 10th year, the blood sea 72 Fufeng gathered / plateau 36 tribe talks]

[In the 12th year, the war is about to break out]

Bai Yang pointed to the form, and said concisely: "To put it bluntly, it is a small fight in the first 12 years, and a big fight in the next 18 years. In the later stage of the war, there will be blood moon incidents, which will cause heavy casualties to both sides."

"The winning and losing conditions are also different according to the camps of the two sides."

"If they belong to the same party, then they control more Fufeng or tribe than anyone else."

"If it belongs to two parties, then the score will be calculated according to the last remaining force, and the one with the upper hand will win."

In fact, the follow-up explanation is unnecessary.

Because just by looking at the form, Ning Luo already had an insight into the overall situation.

It has to be said that if Bai Yang is a social animal, then he is probably the king of the social animals. There is no capitalist with a brain who would not favor such a capable subordinate.

After reading the script, Ning Luo probably understood why the Desolate Prison Realm was so favored.

Because the confrontation of this map is too strong.

The growth period, the rhythm period, and the burst period are all very clear.

There is no extra plot with any bells and whistles, it is pure confrontation!
Infiltration, anti-infiltration, war, and blood plague disasters that occur from time to time. It can be said that the whole process is exciting and exciting, and there is no urine point.

And when Ning Luo understood the overall situation, the time on the projection screen gradually slowed down.

3th year.

When the stormy waves hit the shore, red blood poured out.

A hideous deformed blood wolf with ape arms on its back climbed up the floating peak.

Blood plague broke out!
(End of this chapter)