Chapter 153 Floating Island (Updates with Monthly Tickets)

"Roar--"

A shrill roar came from the magic circle. The sound was like it was made of countless iron stones rubbing together, and it was also like countless sharp and small sounds gathered together, full of chaos and noise.

Wayne frowned. He had already vaguely seen a hazy silhouette shaking in the smoke, and accompanied by noisy sounds, let out waves of low roars.

"Oh, it's a grunt, kill!"

[You are locked by the killing intent of the undead creature-zombie. Evaluation: An undead with a personality, not bad. Reward: Survival point +1. 】

[Note 1: Undead creature-zombie, transformed by Olivia Tapea. He has the identity of 'Deadpool', his toughness level and spirit level are 180, his natural abilities are death prediction and corpse eating, and his skills are Howl of Fear and Claw Strike. 】

[Note 2: Death prediction, one of the original characteristics of death, has a certain chance of being able to sense upcoming danger or disaster. 】

Wei En didn't pay attention to the killing intent of the little zombie. Its attributes were too low to pose a threat to him.

What's more, he has already felt the other party's existence, which should be the ability to control the undead creature with the identity of "Deadpool".

It feels like - as long as he wants, he can let the other person die!

"I suddenly don't want to throw you into the world of the dead..."

Wei En looked at the zombie liaison officer who slowly revealed her true appearance. She still retained her original appearance and figure.

It's just that her skin is paler and drier, and her eyes have become as pale as Sharapova's. The wound between her eyebrows has formed a bloody mark, giving her face a strangely beautiful look.

At this time, the magic circle under her feet did not disappear. The gray mist that gradually dissipated formed a swirling portal again after circulating in a circle.

Wei En vaguely heard some strange sounds coming from the Gray Mist Gate, like a baby crying or an old man shouting.

Is that the world of the dead?

It sounds even weirder and more terrifying than the previous abyss world.

Then he turned his attention to the newly born zombie liaison officer. Zombies with the ability to predict death should live a comfortable life in the world of the undead, right?

Try it!

With a thought, Wei En tried to control "Deadpool" for the first time.

Soul torn!

"Ho--Anaeus, no!"

The master of death?

Do you also speak González?

Wei En raised his eyebrows. Is the controller of death in her mouth referring to herself?

Before he could ask for the exit, he saw the door of gray fog slowly drowning the zombie liaison officer. Countless small withered arms appeared on the door, dragging the wailing zombie liaison officer in pain and pulling her into the door.

"Death is coming."

When he heard this Gonzales language coming from inside the door, Wayne curled his lips.

Is this nonsense?

As the rune array on the ground disappeared, the clear sense of control over the zombie liaison officer that he had in his mind gradually became blurred.

It was as if there was a diaphragm in the middle, preventing him from directly controlling Deadpool's undead.

The transformed undead creatures will be directly pulled into the world of the undead, which is in line with the description of the previous school of thought.

"I hope you can experience some special hardships in that world, and I believe it will be wonderful."

Wei En chuckled, this was his greatest blessing to the liaison officer...

Then he turned around and walked to the workbench and began to make the antibacterial potion.

It’s impossible to make money without working hard.

Before he was sure what kind of treasure he would provide to the Black Pearl, he had to earn at least four thousand gold pounds.

As for whether the money will be needed at that time... let's talk about it.

At worst, he would just go through Marco's appearance, break through the sea barrier set up by the Black Pearl, and go straight to the Southern Continent.

Well, doing so would at most result in Marco being wanted by the Black Pearl.

But it’s not a big problem. Marco’s playboy will always stay in the city-state.

The Black Pearl shouldn't go to Custer to hunt him down just for this little gold pound, right?

It took nearly two hours for Wei En to complete ten bottles of anti-bacterial potions, including three bottles of excellent grade and seven bottles of perfect grade.

A bottle of perfect anti-virus potion is worth one hundred gold pounds, so it is perfect as a money-making tool.

"In order to make more money, I can only expose some of my potion talents."

Wei En put away the potion, checked the properties on the panel, and frowned slightly.

Toughness level: 5585.8

Spirit level: 5588.5

Origin: 363 (364) (Seal 1 point of origin)

Survival points: 7050

"More than three hundred origins will probably scare Franta to death, right? When we last met, how much was it...thirty, or forty?"

Wei En shook his head and was too lazy to recall. He directly used the spiritual conversion talent to convert the original power into spiritual level and toughness level, leaving only fifty-one points of original power.

This number is comparable to ministerial level and should not be too conspicuous in a few days.

Thinking like this, he took out the ticket to the nightmare world and put it on his forehead, his consciousness slowly rising.

"...Recover the bodies of the priests of the Church of Dawn, the highest price in the transit area, don't miss it!"

"Franta, it's great that you have gold pounds, but you can't destroy the price?!"

"Sorry, I almost made the cut..."

"Didn't I say that the newly promoted heroic saint is hunting down the wizards of the Blood Spirit School in the Eastern Continent? Why would anyone dare to recycle them here?"

"You don't know this, right? A few days ago, a ruthless man just killed thousands of priests. These blood wizards just smelled the smell and tried their luck here..."

"What kind of fierce man is he who dares to kill so many people from Dawn?"

"I heard he's a deformed wizard from the Ghost School."

"Ghost? Those annoying guys, if it's them, I wouldn't be surprised at all if they did such a thing..."

As soon as Wei En arrived at the high tower in the transit area, he saw a lot of people nearby, much more than the last time he came here.

Has the Blood Spirit School started recycling corpses again?

He glanced around and found Franta in the crowd. He was already twenty-eight, which was a lot of progress.

"Hiss, fifty-one?"

"The extraordinary person in the ministerial area..."

"It's terrible. It's crushing us in all directions..."

Wei En didn't pay attention to the looks of the extraordinary beings around him who had an average value of fifteen. This was still the result of his reservations. If his true origin was exposed, or if he went too far and converted most of the basic attributes into the origin... he might be frightened. to them.

Thinking this way, he walked straight to Franta.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"No, Mr. Faceless?" Franta saw the number on his forehead, and two blurry black balls suddenly protruded from the illusory face.

Wayne: "It's me."

With his current attributes, he can accept the other party's respect as a matter of course.

"Franta, this is..." The wizards of the Blood Spirit School next to him all looked at Wei En curiously. Minister-level extraordinary beings were not uncommon, but there were not many that their wizards cared about.

"It's none of your business. You'd better take the time to recycle it. Maybe you can receive one. Otherwise, wait until I come back..."

After saying that, Franta turned to look at Wayne, "Lord Faceless, please follow me."

"Um."

Wayne nodded and followed him towards the tower. As he walked, he asked, "Has anything big happened recently? Well, I mean besides the incident with Custer."

"Did you also hear about it?" Franta was a little surprised. He thought that the faceless Lord's strength had improved so much that he wouldn't have time to pay attention to outside things.

"Yeah, very clear."

Wayne didn't say much. As one of the protagonists of the incident, how could he not be clear about it?

"Besides that, there is really some news."

Franta led him to find the people from the Nightmare Sect, spent one pound to enter the trading area, and then said: "The latest gathering time has been determined."

Wei En asked doubtfully: "It hasn't been long since the last party ended, right? Why is the next party about to start so soon?"

"I don't know the specific reason. I was informed by the two seniors who dealt with you last time."

"What time?"

"Just five days later," Franta looked at the number on Wei En's forehead from time to time, "but the ghost school member announced the theme of the party in advance."

"What topic?" Wayne was interested. He still remembered that the last topic was to discuss knowledge related to aberration wizards, including some choices of pollution characteristics.

"It's about magic. To be precise, it's the flickering spell of the elemental system. Well... it also involves some knowledge of runes."

"Flicker spell? This topic was mentioned by the Tren wizard?"

"Yes, I heard that her research topic has reached a bottleneck. I hope that we can use the opportunity of the party to find some solutions. The ideas are also good."

Wei En said thoughtfully: "It sounds like a mission."

"The senior said so too," Franta agreed: "His original words are that it has little to do with us. No wizard in the Blood Spirit School will study elemental spells."

"Also, there is an incident on this subject."

"oh?"

"I heard that wizards from the Mysterious School have contacted the Ghost School and severely accused them of not doing their business and shamelessly studying elemental spells. Don't you think it's interesting?"

"Ah, this..." Wei En touched his nose, "It's indeed quite interesting."

I'm afraid only wizards from the Ghost School are accused like this by other schools, right?

After all, there is only one person who has borrowed (plagiarized) so much knowledge and hasn’t been beaten to death...

"Will you participate then?" Franta said with a smile: "My two seniors also hope to thank you in person."

"I will come when I have time." Wei En did not refuse. He still had a few days to wait and see what happened during the voyage. "Is there any other news?"

Franta thought for a while, "The heroic saint from the Dawn Church seems to have left the Eastern Continent. I heard that she is going to the Southern Continent to visit the Shadow School."

"Southern Continent, Shadow School?" Wei En felt something familiar and asked uncertainly: "Is it related to the information the wizard from the Shadow School asked about last time?"

"There should be some connection, but I haven't verified it from other people. I'm not even sure whether the saint really left the Eastern Continent..."

Franta said with a smile: "Apart from these few news, the rest are all insignificant things."

"Well," Wei En didn't ask any more, "Let's deal, I only brought a few bottles of antibacterial potions this time. I will make other potions next time I have time."

"Anti-antigen potion? Is there any perfect one?" Flanders suddenly approached him and asked excitedly.

Wei En smiled and said, "I'm more lucky this time. There are seven bottles of perfect grade and three bottles of excellent grade."

"Seven, seven bottles?"

"Is it too much?"

"No, not at all!" Franta waved her hands and begged: "Please trade them to me. I will use them next year at the most, so I have to prepare in advance..."

Wei En nodded and said: "Well, if it's convenient for you, replace the transaction items with materials for making anti-bacterial potions. I'll just take the opportunity to make a few more bottles and see if I'm still lucky."

"No problem, I'll take care of the materials!"

Franta was very excited when he thought that there would be more perfect-level antibacterial potions. Even if he wouldn't use so many later, he wouldn't lose money if he resold them.

In the Blood Spirit School, anti-abnormality potions are currency harder than gold pounds!

"Let's sign the trade contract first," Wei En looked at the top of the tower, "I want to go to the captain's area later, where do I need to go?"

"Captain's area? With your strength, it's enough to go to the minister's area..." Franta said with envy: "Just outside the tower, just go in the other direction. If it weren't for my lack of talent, I will definitely lead the way for you.”

"Don't bother, I'll go over and take a look myself."

"Goodbye, Lord Faceless."

Wei En smiled, turned around and left the tower, walking towards the other side of the tower.

After a while, he felt that he had passed through a barrier, and then the scene in front of him changed instantly.

here? !

What appeared in front of Wei En's eyes were floating islands of different sizes.

These floating islands have different styles. Some are made of metal and are covered with traces of mechanical gear splicing. They are more like a mechanical fortress.

There are some magnificent palaces on some islands, just like what he saw before in the fantasy of the Fountain of Faith at Dawn. They are very beautiful and spectacular.

However, most of them are bare, like empty squares, with only some ruins of walls and some scattered plants to prove their former glory.

Wei En's current location is under the floating island. There is a suspension bridge in front of him that connects to the nearest floating island.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

At this time, a voice came from the side.

"Um."

Wei En looked over and saw a dark figure covered in black robes, "It's also very spectacular."

He had to say that compared to the previous towers, these floating islands really shocked him.

Especially those islands that look like mechanical fortresses. It's hard to imagine what such behemoths rely on to float.

"Would it be even more incredible if I said that they all really existed?" The shadow continued as if he could see through his expression.

"Did it really exist?"

Wei En was stunned for a moment. How much effort did it take, and how much knowledge was involved, to create such a terrifying machine?

Moreover, if something like this really exists, it must not be something ordinary people can see, right?

"I said if, haha."

Wayne: "...This is not funny."

"Sorry sorry,"

The shadow laughed a few times, then pointed at the floating islands and said: "Those are all illusory things created by the Nightmare Sect. Don't think of them in reality. Someone once wanted to try to build one..."

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