You are a mage, what the hell is the explosion of physical attack?

After successfully releasing the demon god, the task that Dugu Ting had accepted was also completed.

Based on this contribution, he got a total of 22,000 points of camp value!

Adding the existing 27,000 points of camp value, a total of 49,000 points, enough to exchange for 9 pieces of level 50 legendary equipment!

"Sure enough, the greater the risk, the greater the reward."

Lin Hao was very happy and lowered his head slightly to avoid laughing out loud and being noticed by others.

And in the eyes of everyone, it was the Heavenly Master who couldn't bear the blow and was feeling lost.

This is also normal. If they lost a fleeting divine tool and didn't get anything, they would have cried a long time ago.

Some casual players consoled him: "Master Tianshi, don't be too sad. Maybe you can get the Instant Divine Tool later."

"Yes, the Instant Divine Tool is rare, but I believe you are a person with great luck!"

"Great luck?" Many people laughed when they heard this.

"Do you know how rare the Instant Divine Tool is? If you can get one, you will be very lucky. Do you want to get a second one?"

"Yes, the Secret Treasure-level items are the limit of what players can have. Even ordinary gods and kings may not have the Instant Divine Tool!"

"If you ask me, don't call him a big boss. The so-called strength of Tianshi is just pulled up by the Instant Divine Tool. Without the infinite mana recovery, he is just a fragile mage with high damage."

"Haha, you are right. Tianshi lost the mysterious gem this time, which is tantamount to breaking his own arms!"

"......"

There was a lot of noise around, some comforted Lin Hao, and some gloated.

Humans are always keen on creating gods, and even more keen on pulling gods down from the altar, as if this would make them look awesome.

But Lin Hao is not someone who likes to accept things as they wish. He raised his head and glanced at the people who were talking coldly.

"A squishy mage with higher damage?"

"What you said makes sense. Then I'll give you a chance. Kill me, and all the treasures on me are yours!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and many of them retreated, saying that they hadn't said anything just now.

The tiger died with its remaining power, not to mention that the Heavenly Master was not dead yet.

The Instant Divine Tool is indeed very powerful, but it is meaningless if it is given to a loser.

The many powerful achievements of the Heavenly Master in the past cannot be supported by a single item.

But more people still stood where they were.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Master is, he is just a squishy mage, and he is still wearing level 40 equipment, which is 20 levels lower than them!

It's okay to fight one or two, but he wants to fight a group?

"Tianshi, you said this yourself. Don't blame us if you die!"

"Yes, we don't want to bully players with lower levels than us, but this is you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Hao interrupted him and said, "You talk too much nonsense. It's time to go!"

Everyone was very angry. This Tianshi was too arrogant. Who gave him the courage?

Soon, everyone knew why Tianshi was so confident.

When the Grim Reaper appeared in the air, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They actually forgot this skill of Tianshi!

At this time, the Grim Reaper swung his sickle.

-103000!

-515000!

-103000!

-515000!

......

After installing the Flame Wing Staff, Lin Hao's attack power increased by 2000 points compared with the past.

With the blessing of spell resonance and God of War talent, the damage of the Grim Reaper became extremely terrifying.

The maximum damage of more than 500,000 shocked a group of casual players who had just pulled away.

"Fuck!!!"

"500,000!?"

"What an exaggerated damage! I originally thought that Tianshi relied on special props to deal this damage, but I didn't expect that this was his normal damage!!!"

"Too outrageous! Fortunately, I didn't mix with those people, otherwise I would be dead now."

"I'm afraid? You think too highly of yourself, let alone 500,000 damage, can you handle 100,000?"

"Too much, brother, people are in trouble."

"..."

The players in the live broadcast room also opened their mouths wide, such an amazing damage is simply terrifying.

And Zhilong brother was so upset that he won. Those anchors had already slipped away and haven't come back yet. He is the only one broadcasting live.

The live broadcast room

Popularity, that's so high.

The rest of the anchor players were drooling with envy.

It's not that they don't want to go live to get some popularity, but they've already died.

They thought they would be killed by the Dragon City Lord if they stayed there, so they escaped as soon as possible, wanting to live broadcast what was going on with the transparent barrier.

The result was that they hadn't been live for a few minutes when the barrier suddenly dissipated, and then they were surrounded by NPCs.

On the contrary, Zhilong who stayed there didn't die, which was so infuriating!

When the Death God dissipated, all the players who were chopped by the Death God also died.

If they were given another chance, they would never provoke this killing god again.

It was hard to escape the initial melee, escape the massacre of Long Xingyun, and escape the melee just now, but they still died in the end.

I should have died earlier, and I could be reincarnated earlier.

Lin Hao took a look at his own Dark Value, and it had indeed increased a lot.

Although he only killed a dozen people, they were all level 60 players, and they were all strong.

After all, the weak ones had already died.

So the Dark Value was quite generous, a total of 2360 Dark Values.

Enough to upgrade the red skill by one level.

Adding the previous Dark Value, there are now a total of 38994 points.

In addition, four pieces of equipment were exploded on the ground, one of which was actually a level 60 legendary equipment!

It's a pity that it was not a legendary equipment for the mage, but for the warrior.

Lin Hao took all the equipment, and three of the red equipment were directly thrown to the auction house.

After doing all this, Lin Hao looked around.

Those individual players had already disappeared. Although they did not say bad things about Lin Hao, they were afraid that he would kill them all.

Lin Hao spread his hands, "Am I that scary?"

"Forget it, it's better to leave."

At this time, there was no one else in the ruins except him and Brother Zhilong. As for Yan Shangxue and Wei Xiangqian, they had already slipped away when the demon god appeared.

Otherwise, if they fought with the players, it would make Lin Hao embarrassed.

In order not to expose their identities, they had to attack Lin Hao as well as the players, and Lin Hao was the same, so it was better to leave.

Lin Hao glanced at Brother Zhilong. He didn't like to live in a ruin with a man. After chatting for a while, he crushed the teleportation bead and returned to Longji City.