Chapter 596 The villain

  The big drama between the Yandi Army and the Abyss Army is not over yet, anyway, no matter which side it is, it is enough to watch the show.

   The food that was taken back was not necessarily safe. Afterwards, it was found that nearly half of it was poisonous, and the rest had to be processed before eating. Then, there were still hundreds of people who vomited and had diarrhea after eating it.

   In fact, poisonous things are all misunderstandings, but all the food products from No. 1024 God Abandoned Land have something similar to [fire poison]. The people of the Yandi Legion are used to the water and soil of the Valley of Tides, and naturally can't stand it.

  The original batch was specially made and purified by Wang Hao. This time, Rachel recklessly borrowed food (physics), so naturally there will be more pits.

  At least in the eyes of others, Rachel, who is still the eldest sister, won a big victory.

  There are also different voices in the Abyss Legion.

"My lord! Are we really letting that woman go like this?" Even if he knew that his boss was actually the savior and was bullied to the head, there were still many heroes who couldn't take this breath, even the paladin Tucker couldn't see it .

   In this regard, Wang Hao laughed.

   "Lannister...ahem! I, Jason Momoa, will pay my debts!"

  Some shameless demon king stole a famous quote from Game of Thrones. It's okay to fool others, but you can't fool the Demon Empress and Ashe who are watching American TV dramas!

   It was really hard for the two of them to resist the urge to complain.

   But when he turned his head, all the heroes in the hall showed knowing smiles at the same time, except for a certain dragon girl.

  Ao Xiaowu finally couldn't help it and spat fiercely: "Jason, you are a bastard!"

   Well, everyone's anger is gone.

   Most of the guys who have been in the abyss camp for a long time know about the old dragon.

  Ren Laolong is tricky and slippery like a ghost, and it's not the father's debt that will be repaid by the daughter in the end!

   A little Rachel... Hehe!

   Guys, suddenly you're not annoyed anymore.

  What Rachel thought, no one outsiders knew, but Erwuzai lurking in the guardian camp reported everything long ago.

   In the dark, the communication continued.

   "What do you think of the conflict between Josephine and Momoa?"

   "It's still within the rules. If someone died, it wouldn't hurt one's vitality. The key is that Emperor Yan's people still managed to get food."

   Looking at the essence through the surface of the conflict, a real chess player will not care how many pawns below die, but will only see the direction of the overall situation.

   The three-headed boss said in a confident tone, "Jason Momoa is helping that woman in disguise!"

   On the spot, an anti-king scolded angrily: "That bastard!"

   But there was a counter-king retorted: "If we can't talk about it, he will still be a 'loyal minister'. If you switch to that position, the result will probably be the same. It seems that our fists are not big enough!"

   All anti-king turned their attention to the scrawny projection, which was an undead anti-king.

   "Humph!" The gloomy hum was this one's response.

[Dead Matter] The **** method was originally quite unsolvable - kill the enemy, ignore the enemy's attributes, directly extract a large amount of [Dead Matter] from its corpse, create a stronger and larger undead monster, kill it more enemies.

This move is a headache for anyone. In fact, on the other fronts, the death messengers fought vigorously, with a sing-song attitude, and they all forced the defenders back to the main cities, basically putting The other side's food production was paralyzed.

   had no choice but to come across those strange fish, shrimp and crabs.

   The seemingly unsolvable combo is broken.

   Those fish, shrimp and crabs carrying dynamite bags are presented in the magic mirror image.

   These sick fellows, weak in strength, just rush up and blow themselves up.

  The strong one should fight the death messenger for 300 rounds first, and if they fail to win, they will explode.

   Really won the battle, and immediately ignored any rules of paste and rushed up to pieces.

  Chop the meat in the front, make the soup in the back, and finally raise Nima's ashes, one-stop service to ensure the end of the assembly line.

  What to feed the dog, wash your face with sulfuric acid, wash the pot with water! It's a mess, how can it be disgusting.

   The upper and lower limits of [Dead Matter] were quickly tested by these guys.

   The so-called [life] and [death] are just a relative boundary.

   Just as human brain death is defined as dead, the Abyss Legion can extract biomass from the corpses of indigenous animals, which are living cells that have not completely died.

  Using [biomass] to shape fish, shrimp and crabs, in the concept of galactic biology, is an absurdly fast cell proliferation.

   On the other hand, dead matter is the extraction of dead cells from a corpse.

  This is not the general harvesting of carrion, but extracting a negative energy-like biological energy and cellular tissue from dead cells. There is a premise that the dead body must be relatively complete, otherwise the death energy will be lost too much, and the quality of the [dead matter] will plummet.

   There is no need for a demon king to test it himself. Players with supernatural powers have tried a data that is infinitely close to the correct answer-the integrity of the corpse must be above 70%.

   "Oh? Isn't it just whipping the corpse? We are professional!" [Chu Jiayun], as always, recited the [professional] line that made Wang Hao want to complain very much.

   These days, even when Brother Hei was carrying his coffin, the words [professional] were all over the screen.

   Many times, Wang Hao wanted to ask, "What is there that you are not professional about?", but he finally held back.

   However, these elite players are really his [professional].

  Conclusion 1: The integrity of the corpse must be low!

  Conclusion 2: The difference in strength is too great, and the [Dead Matter] will be directly extracted in seconds. This involves racial hierarchy and one's own hierarchy.

   Simply put, don’t send low-level races like crayfish and green turtles.

  For melee combat, Naga with race level 6 is the safest. Of course, the self-exploding soldier can reduce the requirement to a low-level coconut crab.

   Supplemented by self-destruction soldiers, mainly elite players, the players have achieved outstanding results in this [Nightmare Dungeon].

   Incidentally, the reputation of the Abyss Legion on the side of the Guardians...

   The wind stinks ten miles!

  No way, this is a cultural difference.

  There are too many people in the Celestial Dynasty, and they all pay attention to scientific funerals.

   Who still uses coffins these days?

  It saves face to have an ashes.

   Those who plant trees, those who scatter into the sea.

   Everyone is used to it.

   But the Emperor Yan and the Paladins next door are still buried in the ground, and they will be ghosts if they see the players of the Celestial Dynasty.

   This kind of visible estrangement is really someone Wang who ran to Rachel and shouted, "I'm a good person", and most of them didn't believe it.

   It was in this atmosphere of constant infighting among the guardians that the anti-kings finally made a big move.

   On May 19, Celestial Time, the place of redemption for all guardians welcomed a special villain at the same time.

   It was wrapped in a tattered black robe, and black mist spewed from every hole in the robe that rolled in the wind.

   The demolition downstairs is quite magical. It doesn't look like much, and the excavator can be noisy for most of the day. The number of excavators is only one, and they have been doing things like a foreign worker for a long time. I'm out of temper.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)