Dark Demon Warlock Chapter 284

  Chapter 284 Unwillingness of a Civilization

  The owner of the stone room is a short, fat, sloppy guy, less than 160cm tall, probably weighing more than 80kg, with a beard thicker than his hair, who likes to drink...

  Like the remains of the outer stone chamber, traces of the body of the owner of the stone chamber are also very complete.

  Like a rubbing, you can clearly see this guy's short and fat body, overly thick beard, obviously ill-fitting armor, and overly flustered body posture.

  A petrified metal wine jug fell aside, the wine glass was poured on the stone table, and a winding trace of wine remained because the dust on the table was too thick.

  On the stone bed, there are only a few fist-sized stones.

It should be some kind of more precious ore, so he took it to the bed and played with it while resting. After an accident, he rolled off the bed. Now it has been integrated with the stone bed, forming three protrusions nearly 30cm high, like three small stones. small mine.

  In the corner of the room, there is also a stone in the shape of an opened box.

   It was originally a stone box, used to store some fine ores and other sundries.

  However, now the things inside have become a whole with the stone box, which is now a whole big stone.

   It seems to be because of the ore.

   The ore collected by this Overseer can assimilate the surrounding stones, sundries, etc.

   Blood Shadow stood in front of the stone bed, unable to retreat.

   If you step back, you will go to bed!

   Until now, I still don't understand. I obviously have a huge advantage, so why did I suddenly reverse it?

The damage of Shield Bash is not high, and Yate doesn't have any equipment with crushing blow characteristics. He just relies on the additional damage of skills and shelters to grind his blood. The damage caused by physical attacks to him is very low, so it is chaotic And in simple thinking, I didn't feel that Yate had become stronger.

   Unexplainably forced to retreat.

   Several times I wanted to fight back, but every time I was interrupted by a shield as soon as I took a breath.

   The damage is not high, but it is very disgusting!

   "Alas—" Yate suddenly sighed quietly.

  This stone room still records the last scene of the owner's life.

  Used to be a supervisor with little power, a fresh life, but in the end only left a dry mark.

   Inexplicably a little sad.

   "Bang!" Another shield blow shattered the blood shadow's desire to explode.

   I want to fart!

   Only when you have enough spare can you dare to mourn the autumn and hurt the spring.

   It is only now that I realize that Shield Bash is so easy to use!

   Especially against such simple-minded targets.

   Xueying obviously lacks IQ, and only wants to enlarge his moves, which is why Yate and Shaohui are so relaxed.

  If it continues to transform into a pickaxe and use the pickaxe to attack, it will not be so easy for 2 people.

  Its skill with the pickaxe is really amazing!

   In other words, no skills, all instinct!

  Unfortunately, if it had just turned into a blood shadow, it might have this IQ.

   But success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He, it just devoured so many of its kind, failed to take down Yate and Shaohui in one go, now sequelae appear, thinking becomes chaotic, violent, and rationality is getting less and less.

  Yate is a bit regretful that he can no longer see that kind of attack that is so ingenious and ineffective.

  The surplus of the person in charge of the situation.

   No more surprises.

   A few minutes later, the blood shadow was successfully eliminated by two people, its body burst, and the cloudy part disappeared, leaving a phantom as thin as paper.

   Just when Yate thought he was going to play the third form, the phantom suddenly rushed towards him and Shaohui.

  Different from before, this time the speed is too fast, and it has its own locking function, the two of them have no time to dodge.

   is not an attack.

  A memory flashed through Yate's mind like a movie.

  The life of an ordinary absentee.

  Born in a poor family, I have been helping the family since I can remember. I have never enjoyed the warm care of my parents, and some are just silent.

  From a young age, he became an absentee.

   Until the end of life, at least two-thirds of the time is spent in the mine.

  The happiest time is sitting together during breaks, listening to other miners chatting and telling stories about the city.

  I only dare to keep my longing in my heart, and I dare not even ask questions, for fear of being laughed at.

  Until she died unfortunately, she couldn't ask the phrase "Are the girls in the city really so juicy?"

   was 25 years old when he died, unmarried.

  People like him usually don't have the process of falling in love, and they just get married directly. Originally, he was about to get married, but his life came to an abrupt end.

  However, a whole civilization buried him with him—Yate silently added a postscript to his life.

   Don't know what happened to the civilization he was in, but it must have been shattered soon, otherwise he couldn't have "saved" in such a way.

   This is a piece of information.

  Perhaps it is the unwillingness of a civilization to preserve their respective information with the once-living lives as carriers.

   They are the symbols that make up civilization!

  After being swallowed by the spirit world, by chance, it was sealed up in the form of a relic, and it was not revived in such a way until it was opened today.

  What this piece of information wants is for Art to "take a look" at this once-existing civilization from the perspective of the miner!

  Language, food, geography, customs...all of this.

   There is no need for him to do anything, just let him take a look and let people know that such a civilization once existed.

  That's why Yate described it as "a civilized unwillingness".

  Of course, what he touched was only a trivial fragment.

  A level 3 relic cannot be involved in an event of the level of civilization destruction, it is a copy belonging to the bosses above level 9.

  Shaohui received similar information with minor differences.

  After comparing the two, they suddenly realized that it seems, it is very likely that they chose the wrong strategy!

   It is not difficult to pull out those blood stains one by one and kill them, using extraordinary power.

   At best, they become blood shadows, and their strength is only level 3. As long as they are not forced to devour each other, there will be no existence close to level 4.

   Even if the burden is a bit heavy, isn't it possible to cooperate?

   You can also grind slowly.

   No matter how bad you are, you can go around it. It's not a pass. You must pass the previous pass to enter the next pass.

  The role of these bloodstains is only as a carrier of information.

   It's just a little weird.

  However, in the long years, only this special carrier can be preserved.

  However, the harder it is, the more rewarding it will be.

   Fair in the ruins.

   What the two people got was not a mess of fragments, but two relatively complete memories!

  First of all, I know the name of this mine, the Shahemro Gold Mine, which means the treasure room of a monster named "Shahem", and can also be interpreted as the mine of Mount Shahem.

  The name of this mountain is also called "Shahem".

  In addition, they also learned a name, "Lord Eugen".

   There is only one name.

   But how to say it is also a clue, and it is uncertain when it will be used.

   "Go on." Just as the two were about to leave, Yate suddenly thought of something, turned back to the bed, took out a knife and pried the three mini "mines" on the bed.

  Seeing this, Shaohui also returned and drew out her wooden mace.

   Sure enough, the temperament is compatible.

   This chapter was written too hard, I wrote and deleted it, and finally finished it, everyone forgive me~~

  (end of this chapter)

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