Reckless Through The New World

The panda waved its golden sword and chopped down the headless horseman who was rushing towards him. Then he stepped on the chest of the monster that had no head but was still struggling. He raised the sword with both hands and aimed it at its heart. , stabbed with a savage sword.

A terrifying scream came from the black smoke of the monster's neck. The scream was so terrifying that it could almost make the dead jump up.

But the panda remained unmoved, and the divine power turned into flames, flowing into the monster's body along the long sword.

The monster struggled desperately, screaming, but to no avail. In the end, it finally quieted down, and golden flames erupted from all over its body, burning its body to ashes, leaving only a few pieces of armor scattered among the ashes.

The panda then drew his sword, stood up, and looked around calmly.

The other traversers are still fighting, but everyone has basically gained the upper hand, and victory is only a matter of time.

Now that the situation is good, he naturally won't grab other people's experience points, and put the sword back into the sheath and check the altar not far away.

Just now they triggered the mechanism when they were investigating this altar, and then a lot of monsters appeared out of nowhere. These monsters are mainly undead, and there are some others. They all look very irritable and have no intention of negotiating at all, just like a "kill you first and then listen to you explain slowly" attitude.

So they were killed.

The traversers are not those weak countries, and these monsters are not world overlords. If you want to bully people, you should at least weigh your own weight.

Obviously, the weight of these monsters is not enough, and it is - still far from it.

After a while, the battles were all over, and the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, killing these messy monsters without leaving a single piece of armor.

"Brother Red Hand, clean up the battlefield!"

"Use your invincible luck and find a bunch of good things!"

Facing everyone's ridicule, Pratt smiled and said, "No matter how lucky you are, there is a limit. These guys are forced to look like this, what can you expect to find out?"

While speaking, he walked past the remains of monsters one by one and collected them one by one.

Most of these monster wreckages are really tattered, and facing the corpses of undead monsters, even the most nervous people would not want to carefully study how many valuable things they can take out - skeletons The class may be better, and some people are willing to dismantle it, but the other... It's really not good, it can't be done.

So Prett just collected them one by one. Although he knew it would be a waste, if he was asked to dismantle these corpses—who said that? stand out! A certain shield turned you into a mahjong!

"Skull of the Necromancer... rotten street stuff."

"Bone of Resentment... lying in a groove, this is not a Fat Dog!"

"Pure black ashes... Is today really the day of the Fat Dog? How come the things that are dismantled are so similar to the Fat Dog?"

"It's a little different at last, stiff poison claws. It's a pity it's trash!"

"Ah?! This is a bit interesting! Fragments of the Blade of Resentment... This is a good material. If you gather enough quantities, you can use it to create cursed weapons."

After speaking, he walked to the corpse of the headless horseman who was beaten to death by the panda, and shook his head after looking at it: "Panda, you beat me too cleanly! I knew that you were beaten to death by the clergyman. Spirit monsters, there must be nothing decent on them..."

But he still threw a collection command at the pile of tattered armor and the ashes inside.

Then, he was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"Anything good?"

Seeing him like this, the transmigrators asked curiously.

"Damn it! Huge trough! Huge trough! I actually touched the 'Shard of Heroic Soul'!"

Everyone also exclaimed - "The Fragment of the Heroic Soul" is almost the highest level among the materials dropped by the Necromancer. It is equivalent to a part of the strong soul, which can be used to create equipment with special skills. And this kind of thing is also the material of the most advanced artificial soul. With it as the core, adding soul dust and other accessories can create a "heroic soul".

The level of the heroic soul may not be very high, but the intelligence is extremely high, and the growth is very good. This kind of artificial soul can easily be cultivated into a powerful and useful assistant. When it was playing games, it was always in short supply.

Now that the game has become a reality, although there are not a large number of consumers who want to use heroic souls to make various things, there are also not a large number of suppliers of materials for spawning monsters everywhere. After several years of travel, it is the first time that everyone sees "The Fragment of the Heroic Soul".

Just touching this thing, they didn't run away this time!

Moreover, there is a big "treasure box" waiting for them to open!

After cleaning up the battlefield, everyone gathered in front of the altar.

The altar, built of white stone, has many traces of black, dark red, and reddish red. These are the traces left by blood sacrifices again and again, and I don't know how many innocent victims died tragically here, and they left indelible marks on the stones.

Everyone said a few words, sighed for a while, and began to arrange a magic circle around the altar.

They are no longer adventurous first-time brothers, and they have been in this "crazy world" for a long time, and they know the routines of this world - for example, this altar seems to be just an ordinary altar at first glance, but if you don't do it well If you are prepared, it is very likely that as soon as the altar is destroyed, a monster that will lose sanity even if you see it will appear and launch a sneak attack on everyone.

Therefore, it is necessary to arrange the magic circle in advance.

After everything was ready, it was the panda who was in charge of opening the monsters. He picked up a sledgehammer made of prayer iron mixed with mithril and smashed it **** the altar.

With a muffled sound, the altar shattered, and countless black gas emerged from the crack, as if a monster with countless tentacles was about to crawl out from under the altar.

But the traversers didn't mean to let it come out smoothly at all, and they displayed powerful skills one by one and smashed them hard.

In just a second or two, the altar was completely shattered. There is a strange head under it. It looks like a human being, but its chin is composed of many tentacles. Although it seems to have dried out, like a mummy, it quickly regains its vitality under everyone's attention. Slowly It slowly became full, as if it was about to be resurrected.

But it was destined to be unable to be resurrected, and the transmigrators mercilessly gathered fire again and killed it directly.

When the strange head was turned into ashes in the holy fire, and the ashes were then poured into Alfion's special "cleansing pollution holy water", the shallow fog that originally covered the surrounding finally completely dissipated, and the bright sunlight fell into In this piece of ruins that used to be the "fireworks village".

"Do you think... the sun seems to be getting brighter every day?" Someone said, looking at the sky.

Everyone looked at the sky and nodded.

Either way, it's a good sign, and it's satisfying.