My Doomsday Simulator Game

Chapter 227 226. Picked up SSR

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a light flashed on her arm armor, and Helena was scanning her body.

After a few seconds, the light disappeared. Helena: "The believer's mental state is normal, which does not match the characteristics of believers who have been connected to gods for a long time."

The female believer seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, suppressed her fear, and nodded desperately, "My lord, I am just a pharmacist, forced to make potions for the cult. I really haven't killed anyone, and I dare not kill anyone."

"Oleg, put her down." Su Hong waved his hand.

Oleg nodded and carefully put the woman down.

The female cultist landed barefoot on the ground, feeling relieved, and hurriedly thanked, "Thank you, sir."

Wei Qiang and Xiao Hong just ran out of the Black Forest at this time. When he saw the kneeling female cultist, he showed a look of surprise, and hurriedly whispered beside Su Hong: "Knight, this woman is a master pharmacist. I heard about her from the Dark Blade."

"She seemed to have secretly contacted the Dark Blade before, but the Dark Blade's rescue operation failed and failed to rescue her."

Su Hong glanced at him, nodded slightly, then bent down and squatted to look at the woman, "What's your name, and which force are you from?"

"I... My name is Jiang Nuannuan, from the Sun Elephant Society."

"Jiang Nuannuan, right? I remember you." Su Hong used the shadow to help her up.

She can become a master alchemist at such a young age. She is a rare talent. After returning to reality, she must be sent to the Alchemy Research Institute. Maybe with the training of the Alchemy Research Institute, she can go further and bring him different surprises.

"My Lord..." Jiang Nuannuan hesitated to speak. In fact, she wanted to say that it would be better if he didn't remember her, but she was too timid to speak.

"Do you have the recipe for the Dream Awakening Water?"

"Yes, yes..." The woman hurriedly opened her robe and started looking for it.

"My Lord, I have an improved version of the Dream Awakening Water. It has a milder effect and will not harm the user's soul. I named it the Dream Water."

After that, she carefully handed over a recipe.

Su Hong took the recipe and took a look. Information appeared on the game interface.

"Water of Dreams (Excellent +): A potion that can purify the soul pollution. After being improved by the potion master Jiang Nuannuan, the effect is more gentle and will not harm the soul of the undead, causing the disaster level to stagnate."

"Side effects: There is a probability that the disaster level will regress."

"This is a good thing." Su Hong accepted the formula and asked, "Where is the original formula of Water of Dreams?"

"Sir... Here." Although Jiang Nuannuan was very puzzled as to why Su Hong wanted the backward formula, she did not dare to say anything.

Su Hong looked at her puzzled eyes, smiled, and then took the formula.

Of course, such a good thing as Water of Dreams cannot be used by the old undead of the undead forces.

These people dared to cooperate with the cult today, and they will dare to cooperate with other doomsday believers next time.

The future of the alliance is the future of the young, not the future of these old undead. These guys must withdraw from the stage of history and let the young people take the stage.

It's time to wake up from the dream. They have to face reality and pay the price for their choices.

As for the beautiful dream, it is used to comfort the injured, and they are not worthy of it.

"You go."

"I go? Really?" The woman showed an excited look.

"Let's go, if you don't leave, I might change my mind."

Su Hong raised his hand, "Helena, send a corpse ghost to escort her out, we still have to meet the Holy Spirit."

"Received the order."

A corpse ghost suddenly broke away from the team, carried the frightened woman and ran to the forest.

After Jiang Nuannuan's figure completely disappeared, Su Hong rode on Xiao Hong's back and continued to move towards the land of falling fire with Wei Qiang.

...

In the Golden Garden, the sky was dim, with only a faint golden river crossing the sky and falling to the north.

At the end of the north, the towering shadows of trees stood between heaven and earth, like a crack in the door of heaven and earth, magnificent and tall, making people unable to help but worship.

Following the golden light to the north, the plains were dead silent along the way, with withered flowers everywhere.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

War horses galloped on the plain, their hooves crushed the withered flowers. The people on horseback wore white robes. Their destination was the sacred tree that supported the heaven and earth at the end of the north.

In front of the many believers, there was a knight wearing temple armor and a white robe, his true face hidden.

Behind him were two holy messengers of the order wearing white robes embroidered with gold.

"Go!"

The war horses galloped, and suddenly an accident occurred. One of the holy messengers screamed and fell off the horse.

"Whoa!" The leading knight pulled the reins and forced the horse to stop.

The believers were also shocked when they saw this scene, and they all stopped.

The knight jumped onto the plain, stepped on the withered flowers, and looked at the female holy messenger curled up on the ground.

"Ahhhh!!!" The female saint covered her heart and howled in pain. She shouted with resentment: "Brother, who is it! Who killed my brother!"

"Damn it! Ah!"

The knight paused, "Bao Xiong is dead?"

"It was... the Templars who killed him!" The woman screamed heartbreakingly, tears dripping on the withered flowers, instantly corroding the flowers into ashes.

"Templars..." The knight stood up thoughtfully.

He looked at the other saint on horseback, "Io, you lead the believers to stop the rebels, and Franny and I will go back to see."

The holy envoy named Io yawned and hid his face under his hood. He said lazily: "I am alone, can I? Those rebels are not easy to deal with."

The knight said lightly: "It is only a matter of time before God ascends the throne. We don't need to take action against these rebels yet. Just cut off their retreat."

"I will go back and see who killed the violent bear."

Io looked at him with a smile, "Lord Leons, this knight is from the temple like you. You won't show mercy to his men."

Lyons said coldly: "Trash is not worthy of living under my sword, anyone is the same."

"Io, if you talk nonsense again, I will cut you off with a sword."

"Okay, okay." Io raised his hands, "Is it not okay for me to leave?"

"Little ones, follow me."

Io waved his hand and led the believers to move forward.

The female holy envoy Frannie stood up and grabbed Leons' hand, begging: "Lord Leons, you must help me kill him."

"Kill him!" The woman's voice suddenly became vicious.

Leonce let go of the woman's hand and glanced at her, "Get on the horse and follow me back. If you keep talking nonsense, I will chop you off too."

The woman immediately fell silent upon hearing this, got up, and stared at Leonce's back with resentful eyes.

...

In the land of falling fire, sulfurous poisonous gas rose. Xiaohong stepped into the dark volcanic stone ground. The surroundings were bare and there was no shadow of any trees.

But under the cover of the poisonous fog, it was difficult for them to find the direction, let alone find the Holy Spirit.

At this moment, Su Hong's heart suddenly moved, and he felt someone calling him.