Chapter 3410 Ah, What a Painful FLAG!

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After opening Cui Fanke's teleportation station, I immediately returned to Kurast Harbor and rested for a night at my dream home - I'm not a fool. Since I have successfully opened the teleportation array, of course I have to make good use of it and come back. Why sleep on a soft big bed, eat fresh fruits, and barbecue? Why do you have to make a bed on the cold floor and eat hard dry food?

Speedrunning?

What it is, I understand every single word, and what it means when combined. It’s very confusing. Maybe my Chinese was taught by the cavemen at the top of the mountain.

Let’s talk about the councilors we are about to face. There are two types. One is ordinary councilors, similar to mini-boss followers, but much more powerful than followers. They can be treated as elite monsters. The other is mini-boss-level councilors, which is me. The ones mentioned had the cool names of Shamate.

I remember there were six of them in total, three of them were in the parliament hall, with a group of ordinary members guarding the entrance door of the Cage of Hatred.

The other three squatted deep in the third floor of the Hatred Cage, guarding the only passage to the Model Worker's throne. They were like three fierce door gods, which greatly improved the quality of the Model Worker family.

The reason why model workers are called model workers is that in addition to their frequent explosions, these six relatively concentrated mini-bosses also contribute a lot to its nickname.

I said all this just to explain clearly why it took me half a day to clean the parliament hall.

Even if I, the former savior, am reborn as a good-for-nothing and regret my marriage... Oh no, there is no marriage to regret here. Such a player who is blessed with the attributes of the protagonist and has mastered the leading skills with only a ring old man, I don’t want to face the three. A small boss led a large group of elite MPs to attack him.

Any adventurer or adventure team would choose the same tactic. No one would rush in rashly. Scattering out the MPs inside and defeating them one by one was the only way to play.

Alas, what? Have I ever been this reckless before? There must be something wrong with one of the world lines. There is no such memory at all. It is impossible to happen in hundreds of thousands of parallel worlds. It does not exist.

From then on, the model workers began to show their talents. The three mini-boss-level members, plus a group of ordinary members, even when faced with me, an African chief, were shocked and fell to the ground.

Although there is only one piece of golden equipment, the chain gloves, which is a good thing, the third golden equipment, get it!

There are also two pieces of blue equipment, both of which are better than what he is wearing, so he put them on immediately, as well as gems, potions, gold coins and various miscellaneous items.

Since then, I have finally managed to look like a master. For an ordinary adventure team, a top one, when it comes to the Kurast area, the entire team only has four or five gold equipment at most. I only have three pieces now, friends. ,This shows what?

It means I still have a dark face, uh...

This time, he seemed to have used up all his luck. Not only did he fail to display the strength of the Maze Killer in the Cage of Hatred, but it took him two months to reach the entrance to the third floor. On the way to the Model Worker's Throne, he met three other little ones. The boss-level council members did not give me explosive gold equipment, and they only had one blue equipment. I despised them.

After packing up, he passed through the deep door in front. In the gloomy hall where no light could penetrate, the model worker came over with a harsh hoarse laugh and his skirt fluttering.

If the mist of death woven with resentment and hatred can be considered the hem of a skirt.

When I went to slay the clones of the model workers before, it seemed that Xiaoxue and the others had done it. I didn’t expect that, fellow model workers, you still couldn’t escape my three-point axe, Wu Hansan.

I imitated the model worker and laughed three times at the top of my voice. To be honest, it was hard to meet a guy who could laugh and also had his own lines. If we could communicate, I wouldn’t mind chatting with the model worker, even if there was no problem. Both good guys and bad guys have died from talking too much.

The biggest shortcoming of this damn world is that there is no one to talk to, which makes me want to chat with the three demon gods.

Unfortunately, a projection is a projection after all. Ignoring my deliberate attempts to flirt with others, Model Worker Shoes unswervingly waved its long blood-red skeleton arm, smashing out clumps of magic. Although I had experience and skills, The strength is inferior, but these things cannot be turned into life and defense. To put it simply, the fault tolerance rate is not very high as always, and it is easy to get into trouble.

For the sake of his own life, he had no choice but to give up the teasing and touched the model worker.

As the model worker roared with reluctance, anger and resentment, countless resentful spirits sprang out from under its feet, screaming like ghosts and wolves, and the blood pool in the center of the hall was constantly boiling and bubbling. It looked like something big was about to happen, but there had been After this experience, I was not moved at all. My eyes were fixed on the model worker's feet. With a bang, when the fog of hatred cleared, a faint green light quietly emerged from the piles of explosive items and equipment.

Suddenly, a system prompt seemed to ring in my mind: Congratulations to the African player [Wu Feifan]. After persevering in hunting to make money and eating chaffy vegetables, he finally met the conditions for boarding the ship and successfully smuggled across the country.

Taking a deep breath, although the improvement of a basic green equipment is not that big for me... no, if it is a weapon, the improvement is still not small. After all, skills cannot be eaten completely, and magic also consumes mana. A more powerful weapon that can save me a lot of energy.

I couldn't wait to find the green equipment that had dropped. Sure enough, I was overthinking it. It was not a weapon type equipment, but... uh, a helmet.

Well, as long as it's not the Champion's Hat of Harmony, everything is easy. By the way, if the model worker's projection can explode the elite dark gold military hat, do you believe that I will eat it?

What he held in his hand was a black mottled full-cover metal helmet, with only a pair of sharp slits exposed at the eyes, which looked thick and ferocious.

In this case... it should be a Berserker, right?

I haven't been able to use up the identification scrolls I searched in Rogge's camp. I took out one sadly and patted it on the helmet. It turned out to be the helmet of a berserker. The defense was pretty good. It was just right to add fire resistance. Go to the next level and hit the big pineapple, perfect.

After packing up other bits and pieces of the explosive items and equipment, I identified what needed to be identified and put on what needed to be replaced. I finally showed my character as a model worker, made a lot of money, and left with satisfaction.

Returning to the Kurast seaport, after the usual day of rest, I came to the main teleportation array. No surprise, the long-distance teleportation to the demon fortress was also opened. I was a little frightened. I felt that if Evelina fell off the chain, what would happen to me? Don’t we have to walk all the way from Kurast to the Demon Fortress? It is said that this journey is several times longer than the journey from Roge Camp to Lugaoyin. Anyway, I have never walked it and I have no interest in walking it again.

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The gray sky, which the sun can never penetrate, hangs over the demon fortress that stands thousands of meters high on the ground. The buildings here have sharp angles, the roofs pierce the sky, and the gray-brown walls vaguely reveal a metallic luster, as if they can change at any time. A handful of sharp weapons were slashed at the enemy. There was a vague smell of gunpowder smoke in the gray air. The criss-crossing streets were filled with a chill of murder. It seemed that thousands of troops were ambushed in the corners and deep alleys. People could feel it all the time. The tense atmosphere of battle.

The temple, which is independent of the highest point of the Demon Fortress, has a warm milky white tone. It is the only place that can heal adventurers who have been in a state of battle for a long time and are mentally exhausted.

I remember that the first time I met Mr. Wu was also here, right? Looking at the towering angel statue in the Temple Square, it is not as sacred as the one in the inner cloister square, but it is equally sacred and majestic. I sighed in my heart, came to the foot of the angel statue, squatted down, took out a dagger, and thought for a moment. A few words were carved.

【Friendship, hard work, victory. 】

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not appropriate for the situation, so I crossed out the word friendship and replaced it with "persistence".

Then, leave a string of numbers in the lower right corner.

[One year and three months. 】

When he was done, he patted his stiff left and right cheeks, then remembered something, and continued to carve a sentence underneath.

【Say one sentence every day. 】

"It's done. Well, today's mission is also completed by the way." I said to myself, feeling proud of my wit. I took back the dagger, left the temple, stepped out of the steel gate of the Demon Fortress, and walked along the thousand-meter-high steep slope. Climbing the mountain road stairs, we arrived at the suburban prairie.

For the Demon Fortress, this hunting operation is like a weekly mission. The broad defense line deployed is still there. In my mind, I unconsciously recall the passion of fighting the enemy with thousands of adventurers on this defense line. picture.

It turns out that so much time has passed. I wonder how Oscar is doing now. Is Assassin Latin still secretly in love with Fini? Well, this is a topic worth exploring in depth.

Stroking the mottled battle traces left on the defense line, within the defense line, less than a hundred meters away, there are many village houses scattered sparsely. While the adventurers fought bloody battles with the incoming monsters on the defense line, the civilians living here Watching, shouting, and cheering from the sidelines, it is not without reason that the folk customs in the Demon Fortress are strong.

Apart from hunting, what other memories are particularly profound for you?

Subconsciously, I remembered the unpleasant past of being tricked by that bastard from Tualatin. I hope that a wicked guy like Evelina wouldn’t copy that pair of underwear that God had used. No, even if she did, she would copy them. I won’t look for it, absolutely not!

Shaking my head, trying to forget this dark history, I remembered another very important thing.

The city of divine punishment.

Yes, if you want to clear the Demon Fortress, you have to pass through the City of God's Punishment, reach the River of Fire, and then enter the Chaos Sanctuary, Big Pineapple's lair.

The problem lies in this City of Divine Punishment. I have definitely not forgotten the painful experience of being struck by lightning when I passed by here.

At that time, I also carried a human lightning rod with me. Di Feini, who was even more tragic and unlucky than me, still had to be struck several times every day.

What now?

Without Fini's lightning rod, she still wears a metal helmet!

Even for me, a death-seeking maniac, this feels a bit too much.

I angrily took off the berserker helmet and threw it to the ground. It turned out that this was a trap that had been planned for a long time. I said that I was an African chief, a fearless hunter who ran freely against the sunset on the tropical and subtropical African savannah. Or, why did you hunt a polar bear!

Fortunately, I discovered the conspiracy in advance, otherwise I would have been struck by lightning in the City of God's Punishment... Well, what kind of thing is called a breed that is darker than a non-chief? Not an emperor?

Picking up the helmet again, I began to think about it.

No, even if you find your blind spot and avoid yourself becoming a lightning rod, it's still not enough.

You have to prepare some anti-lightning equipment. In front of the thunder of the City of God's Punishment, the experience and skills of the former savior are not easy to use. Being hacked to death would be a joke.

After rummaging through the box, I found that the pair of golden chain gloves I was equipped with had +9% lightning resistance.

I was shocked.

You wouldn’t know if you didn’t look for it, but it turns out that African chieftains can really be so poor!

If it were a normal adventure team, walking to the Demon Fortress, they would have at least a dozen pieces of lightning-resistant blue equipment. Even if they were divided evenly, it would be enough.

Not enough, far from enough. If you don’t ask for 75 lightning resistance, you should at least get 50, right? Well, 30 points of resistance must not be lower than this value.

In order not to be electrocuted into a dog, I can only waste a little time to brush up some equipment.

What were you talking about before? Equipment is just to prove one's lineage, attributes are not that important. Even if you run naked, you can clear the first world.

The result was a slap in the face.

Suddenly I thought, could it be faster to go back and brush Sister An, brush the big bugs, and brush the model workers? It's not easy to bully ordinary little monsters in the suburban prairie, considering my non-chief's explosion rate.

But then I discovered it again.

There is no login to the teleportation site on the second floor of Mu Cave. You can only start parkour from the inner corridor. It will take at least a month to find Sister An.

There is no login to the teleportation site in Warlock Canyon, so...you have to start parkour from Lugoin City, which will take at least two or three months.

There is no login to the teleportation site on the second floor of the Hatred Cage. You can only go to Cui Fanke and step on the Hatred Cage again, which will definitely take more than a month.

Ah, what a pain to comprehend.

I covered my heart and felt the malice from the power of the universe. Cui Fanke had just said something before. This fg came too fast. It was almost impossible to prevent it.

There is no way to clear the three bosses. It takes too much time to go there. However, I can still clear some of the small bosses, which can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes. Anyway, what I want is just anti-lightning equipment, not It has to be gold, green, or dark gold. It doesn’t matter whether it’s low-level or high-level. No, it’s better to say that high-level equipment will get in the way, such as iron gloves, metal boots, and chain armor. It’s true that you added lightning resistance, but because it’s metal. Items are prone to lightning strikes. Should you not wear them, or should you cry and wear them?

On the contrary, leather gloves, cloth armor, leather armor, leather hats, these non-metal low-level equipment are very nice. Anyway, I don't care about defense issues because... well, because the physical strength attribute has been increased by 30 points.

That's right, I'm very fleshy now. If you don't believe it, why don't you let Balog, who has the body of a barbarian brother, chop me twice with his serrated machete? You see if I can hide or not, if I don’t hide, I’d be stupid x…

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