Chapter 196: The Fog
Fragments of the magic circle!
"hiss!"

"hiss!"

The two of them took a deep breath at the same time. Whether before or after the apocalypse, the magic ring has always been the source of power for people.

Before the end of the world, people learned and gained power by praying to God.

After the apocalypse, people developed various magic potions and used them to directly steal power.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Magic Ring is the origin of today's civilization.

"Yes, it is indeed a fragment of the magic ring." Selina nodded. Her palms began to become crystal clear under the blessing of the magic ring fragments, and the joy on her face began to disappear.

Just as the fragment was about to melt Selina's palm, Lind immediately reached out and grabbed the fragment.

Direct contact and contact through water are two completely different feelings.

The power of blood and surname echoed with the fragments of the magic ring, and the two sides seemed to have established contact in an instant.

Fragment of the Magic Ring: Oh, it’s one of us.

There was no burning pain, and his own strength was indeed stimulated, but it was like an illusion after waking up from sleep. When Linde tried his best to feel it, he found that it was not the case. His strength had not increased at all.

"Don't you know?" Selina looked at Lind in confusion. She looked very lovely while soaking in the water, with her wet hair sticking to her forehead and cheeks, but neither Lind nor Reed had the heart to appreciate her.

There is probably nothing in this world more attractive than the "magic circle".

"What?" Linder asked.

"Blessed weapons and cursed weapons are all related to the fragments of the magic ring."

……

According to Selina, the fragments of the magic ring have no special effect now. Maybe it can make the blood of Linde, an old noble, more excited, but it is equivalent to the effect of refreshing the mind. If you really want to play its role, you should make it into a blessed weapon.

It's just a fragment of the magic ring the size of a grain of rice, and it can directly cause soul fusion. I believe that the blessed weapon created will be able to better control the power of this fusion.

In this regard, Linde had no choice but to ask. Selina was an excellent student at the Far East School of Magic, and it would always pay off if he said a few nice words and asked a few more questions.

The good thing about the lord is that he never pretends to know something when he doesn't. He is even often happy because he doesn't know something but others do.

You know, I'll grab you and then you'll work for me.

My mission is to know what you are capable of and let you do the work.

Creating a blessed weapon is not as simple as imagined. Selina just mentioned it casually and extinguished Reed's thoughts.

However, throwing the fragments into the water for ghost fusion must never be continued. This kind of rough combination without any rules to follow has a strong stimulation and harm to the soul itself, and the things produced are all unqualified semi-finished products and have no meaning at all.

……

At the same time, Star Dragon City.

The lives of the undead people who suddenly shut down the Banshee Dream did not become boring. There were still many things they could do, such as earning points and brushing points.

The guild has listed many tasks, and going to the Shadow of Disaster area to farm is always one of the main tasks.

Food is an issue that cannot be ignored, and the income has been very stable.

In addition, some undead people once again set out on the road to search for the Cyclops. They wanted points and also wanted to unlock the volcanic bird.

After having the Calamity Steed, many undead people are becoming more and more concerned about the Volcano. This is like playing the game directly like Pokémon. There should be no one who can refuse a group of Calamities to help them fight.

Even if they don't fight, it's still cool to take them out.

Calamity Horses can be used to travel, and many undead have already experienced its convenience.

The undead people of Kazhan Town, who just joined Star Dragon City recently, are working hard to earn points in order to get a batch of disaster horses. They are tired of relying on their legs to travel, and they also hope to shorten the time they spend on running around.

What's wrong with online gaming? The gaming experience is the most important thing. Who really regards playing games as cyber servitude? It's all about having fun, but if the game is too real, it's easy to discourage people from playing.

It is no secret that the volcano bird can help fly across the map. If there is a volcano bird pulling it overhead, many insurmountable hills or tall buildings that may hide something can be flown over.

Even paragliding is pretty good.

However, when this group of undead were heading to the shadow area of ​​disaster to prepare for planting, they were suddenly attacked by a group of crazy ghosts who came out of nowhere.

As a result, a large number of undead people in Star Dragon City fell into an inexplicable crisis. Until they were finally tickled to death by ghosts, they had no idea what had happened.

It is not included in the official update announcement, nor in the Star Dragon City update announcement.

...After passing through the underground passage at the foot of Red Dragon Mountain, Linde returned again after a long time.

The soldiers have already built fortifications, and rows of arrow towers demonstrate their strong combat effectiveness.

When the soldiers saw Lind coming, they came forward to greet him.

However, Lind's goal this time is not to return to Prey Town. The major factories in Prey Town are still working at a rapid pace. It is definitely not an easy task to satisfy the undead who are constantly wasting resources.

This world is not a code and there is no refresh. The biggest difference between the undead in Star Dragon City and the undead in other regions lies in resources.

There is a serious shortage of undead resources in other areas. All kinds of potions and magic potions are sold out immediately after you buy them today. Even if you pay more, you still can't get them. The pharmacists won't tolerate you at all.

Therefore, many undead people are used to using their bodies to resist and regard medicine as treasures. Except for drinking a bottle when fighting a boss, they will never drink alcohol if they can avoid it.

But on the other hand, in Star Dragon City, as long as you work hard, you will basically have enough potions. The undead in Star Dragon City even have a bad habit that makes the undead in other regions itch, and that is that they like to "keep their blood volume healthy."

If the health bar is below 80%, take a drink immediately.

The other undead would never drink medicine unless they were really dying or seriously injured and unable to move. They would always save as much as possible. Even the rich players who waved their money to buy potions could never find a seller.

"You don't have to go with me." Lind did not let Reed continue to follow him. Reed followed him in the tomb last time, but he did not help much, and the danger this time might be even greater.

Lind still remembered that the "blessed weapon" or "cursed weapon" in the fog was related to fire. He could enter it and come out unscathed, but Reed couldn't.

Seeing that Reed wanted to say something, Lind said, "Go find Bud. I need him to continue designing new clothes and accessories. I'll rush over after I finish my work here."

"Yes" Reid nodded this time.

The journey to the ancient battlefield did not take long. He had already run this route countless times. The ancient battlefield was once littered with corpses, but as the winter passed, all that was left were the bones and broken armor that were gradually eroded by time and wind and sand.

The horses' hooves kept moving forward on the dry bones, and the sky seemed to be covered with the gloom after the war at this moment.

Lind had not participated in this war. He didn't even know who the Rand Kingdom was fighting against. He just knew that the bodies here had been there for a long time, and no one claimed them or dealt with them, as if they had been completely forgotten.

There was thick white fog ahead. Lind originally wanted to ride his horse into the fog as the fog would block his vision. However, after his previous experience in Soul Valley, Lind trusted the vision of his Calamity Horse very much.

However, this time the disaster horse seemed restless and had no intention of running forward no matter how he drove it. He had no choice but to tie the disaster horse to a tree with an iron chain.

Walking on the gravel into the thick fog, the outline of the dilapidated city-state appeared roughly in Lind's mind. The fog was thick, hot, and visibility was very low.

He held the sword in one hand and the Banshee Horn in the other, and walked forward tentatively.

His body's sensitivity to fire allowed him to clearly determine where his target should be.

After walking for an unknown distance, his toes suddenly "splashed" into the water. The sound of the water surface made Linde stop subconsciously.

Whoosh!

There was a loud rumbling sound, and then the high temperature, which was so hot that the air felt sticky, tore through the thick fog.

Lind felt as if he was standing in boiling magma. He did not feel this kind of anxiety when facing the flames spewed out by the earth dragon that Serin rode.

boom!
The thick fog in front of him was suddenly torn apart, and a huge flame occupied Lind's sight in an instant.

He had no space or time to dodge, as if his world was only red at this moment. He had thought about how to face it, but at this moment, all he could do was rely on the fire resistance that the "Furnace Emblem" gave him.

The body was completely engulfed by flames, and the skin of the earth dragon, which was said to be able to swim in magma, was burned and curled up at this moment.

Lind's consciousness was completely wrapped in pain, and he couldn't even be sure if he was still alive.

But relatively speaking, his body is extremely healthy and strong at this moment!
The pain and power in his body tore at his consciousness.

The moment the fire appeared, Lind finally saw the front that was blocked by thick fog. It was a vast body of water, deep and cold, emitting a chill.

It was just that something was burning in the water, causing the thick fog to continue to be stimulated. This never-ending thick fog continued and kept growing, causing it to not dissipate for several years. Lind even mistakenly believed that this was a wonder formed after the end of the world and took its existence for granted.

"Not dead, not even injured." Lin De grinned, looking very happy.

But the armor on his body looked a bit bad. The golden plate armor was completely melted, and the earth dragon skin was wrapped around his body like a rag.

Lind simply tore off the tattered armor on his upper body, and took off the golden earth dragon skin on his lower body, leaving only a pair of rolled-up trousers.

Approaching the front again, the flames came again.

This time Lind saw clearly that it was not a "blessed weapon" or a "cursed weapon", but a gaping bloody mouth.

A dragon head with an extremely long neck, as tall as Lind's head, emerged from the water.

(End of this chapter)