Chapter 488

Black Rob had studied the elven text on the elven tapestry in secret these days and had figured out some clues. But if Black Rob was asked to apply it immediately, it was not impossible, but unnecessary.

He had similar technologies that could be used as substitutes and he trusted them. Why use something that was proven to be useful to a certain extent, but was far from complete, lacked flexibility, and had hidden loopholes?

So, Harold, Old Morin, and Leslie, like the symbiote represented by Venom in the Marvel Universe, merged with the host, were contained by the parasitic puppet and became nearly three-meter-tall muscular barbarians.

Interestingly, under the blessing of Black Rob's law, the puppet exuded an immortal aura at this time.

Alternative ghouls and death knights, which were obviously no longer considered human.

As for what to do with Hogan, the MT of the treasure hunting team, it was easy. Hei Luobo used the usage of the elven language that he had mastered these days on the tapestry, and then let Hogan wear him, just like the traditional Indian clothing, half wrapped and half covered.

It can't protect the whole place, but it is more than enough to protect one person, especially after being improved.

As for Hei Luobo himself, he is a high-ranking person in the undead series. He usually plays roles and deliberately makes human characteristics. Once his true self is revealed, the elven curse is completely ineffective against him.

In this context, Hei Luobo said that he would run away overnight.

He didn't give the adventure group a chance to divert the trouble.

The subtext: Stay away from us, die under the curse, die in the hands of the rampaging evil, don't touch us!

With this kind of dynamic ideal and staged goal, which is not too outrageous, the treasure hunting team set off.

It's not that they left like wolves and foxes. They packed up everything they should pack up, and at least they had dinner quietly and slept for more than two hours.

Walking is not tiring at all. The parasitic puppet moves forward on its own like a power armor, and the people inside are passively carried forward. Even if the consciousness is empty, it is okay to continue to take a nap.

Hogan and Hei Luobo, who are not wearing puppet clothes, are a little tired, but only a little. After all, both of them are qualified muscle barbarians. The physical consumption of trekking is nothing to work 24 hours a day.

Hei Luobo deliberately did not erase his traces.

At this time, he was no longer afraid of being discovered by the adventure group, and even hoped that they would catch up.

He firmly believed that in this environment, the cost of the other party to participate in the trekking competition was much higher than that of the treasure hunting team.

The truth is that the adventure group did not enter the ice field area at all.

After all, Hei Luobo still lacked too much understanding of the real situation of this group, so he made too many self-guessing and assumptions.

This team led by a member of the royal family of Zibaierran can be said to be stinky tofu type, smelling stinky, but delicious.

The taste is bad and the appearance is bad, which is mainly reflected in the disregard for human life.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that "pulling a hair can benefit the world, but not plucking a hair", but treating others as tools, cattle, horses, and ants is not human, which is from the heart and consistent.

Why is it so? It's a long story, and it can be simply summarized as follows: there are national conditions.

Compared with the Kingdom of Ilulan, the country of Baierran is a bit different in terms of cultural customs, social status, and civilization.

Interestingly, in a world with extraordinary people, the backwardness of civilization level does not mean the backwardness of overall strength. After all, extraordinary people are the most important measurement indicators, and the secularity controlled by extraordinary people is more like the home decoration of modern people on Earth.

Is a small house with simple decoration style equal to poverty? Obviously not.

Therefore, in a country that is still playing the slave society, the extraordinary boss behind it may not be weaker than the boss behind the oil and blood.

With such a background, it suddenly seemed reasonable for the organizer of the adventure team from the royal family of Baierran to take human lives.

It smells bad on the outside, but it smells good on the inside. Why is it good? Grandpa Intelligence!

It has existed since the last Elf Kingdom was not destroyed, witnessed a large number of events in the long years, and has survived to this day.

This is a manifestation of the true ancient family of this world.

So the adventure group knows this land of friendship and curse much better than the treasure hunting team.

The person in charge was therefore particularly arrogant from the beginning. He felt that he had a lot of capital and could not get away with it no matter how he played.

For example, the hunters temporarily recruited from the Ufa area were kidnapped and eaten by the Death Owl, and he didn't take it seriously at all, and he didn't take it seriously at all, and even thought it was fun.

He also commented on this: "Just like this, you dare to brag that you are a good hunter? Is my reward so easy to get?"

Then he was slapped in the face.

After all, there are mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens. What about the ancient soul of the elf who has lived for more than 10,000 years? I have never seen the sniping concept of Hei Luobo and the hunting cold spores.

Especially the hunting cold spores, which caused heavy losses to the gang. It can be said that the cannon fodder and lackeys were directly cleared out.

The metabolic rate of the hunting cold spores is crazy, just like the transformation of the boss in the Resident Evil series. It changes its appearance in a breath and proliferates into a monster, and the process is irreversible.

Only by relying on the cold low temperature can this proliferation be suppressed.

It is conceivable that when such spores invade the flesh and blood, it is really like opening Pandora's box, the suppression seal is lifted, and the proliferation crisis is immediately staged.

For the lives of cannon fodder and lackeys, the person in charge really doesn't care, provided that they are still useful.

Now that they are cleared out all of a sudden, they suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Let alone anything else, the Sith hawks and dogs had no one to hold them and no one to run away, and without the assistance of the hawks and dogs, the external dynamic perception range was instantly reduced by more than two-thirds.

What's more troublesome is that the consumption has increased greatly.

Those who have withstood the test of the hunting spores are indeed all masters or above, that is, the lowest level is 7

Strange people.

The hunting spores are originally mowing the low-end, not only targeting the low-end strength, insufficient control of their own body, and lack of sensitivity, but also bullying the low-end personnel for not having good equipment.

As the saying goes, people run like birds.

Even with the modern material production and manufacturing level of the earth, soldiers, special forces, and agents are completely three equipment levels with clear boundaries, not to mention the capitalist society and feudal society.

Hei Luobo's estimate of the equipment cost of the low-end extraordinary people is still quite accurate. When designing the hunting spores, it is also compared with the hidden red line.

Level 7 or higher Strangers can shield themselves from the erosion of cold-hunting spores by relying on their own or their equipment's own extraordinary protection. Even if they ingest some through breathing, they will not be triggered by stress, making them seem to be immune to all poisons.

It is precisely this kind of delicate operation that has been deliberately distinguished since the design that prevented the high-level Strangers of the adventure team from discovering this microbial killer in time.

If we can't find anything, there's no way to find the right medicine. When we finally figured out the "pathology", the cannon fodder and lackeys had already become human rotten wood.

The proliferation of cold-hunting spores drained the heat, moisture, supernatural power, and vitality of these people, making them like rotten wood and sawdust for growing mushrooms.

It must be said that the scene was quite evil and terrifying.

Many people watched their limbs decay while enduring severe pain, breaking at the touch and shattering at the pinch, while a large number of fluffy mushroom caps were born on their bodies.

Those who survived all this in a hurry, even if they were high-level supernaturals who had seen the world, were still deeply horrified. A considerable number of them probably wouldn't touch mushroom food for the next few years.

After collecting samples, the survivors worked together to conduct a A purification operation was carried out.

They have the ability to handle it in detail, but the specific operation is time-consuming, energy-consuming and supernatural resources, so most of the surface materials originally carried by the team were burned in the purification magic fire.

The so-called magic fire is the plasma of supernatural power, forming an effect like plasma lightning and fire.

This application is not difficult for supernatural people above the master level, but it is a bit energy-consuming. After all, it is an open-ended range-type energy effect, and it is continuous.

Killing and burning have venting characteristics. Burning the area to a white ground, these people can be regarded as having recovered from the shock.

Then they developed a sense of loss of "lost", and it became stronger and stronger.

No one served them carefully.

Sometimes I feel annoyed, a bunch of cheap skins are swaying in front of me, dog-like, Moreover, most of them seem to not understand what people say, and are not very useful. When asked to do something, they either do it poorly here or do it inappropriately there. They are fragile and clumsy, and have obvious characteristics of being a burden.

When they don't have it, they feel uncomfortable. They are used to being served and embraced. Without these green leaves and background boards, it's awkward to pretend to be red flowers.

Of course, they will not express this feeling directly. They are unwilling to admit that without support, companionship, embrace, and service, the fun of work and life will be reduced by half.

They have enough grand reasons to express their discomfort in disguise.

So they choose a place to build a camp and summon reinforcements.

They carry extraordinary pockets of the space series, in which key resources and main resources are all.

Although they can no longer build a luxurious camp that makes them feel comfortable and satisfied, the key facilities , such as the ultra-long-range video communication device, which can still be put on the ground.

Teleportation is not so good.

This cursed land has distorted laws, and the risk factor of long-distance transmission is too high, so no one is willing to try it easily.

After all, in this world where extraordinary resources are strictly controlled by various organizations and forces, and extraordinary places are all owned by famous people,

those who can afford long-distance transmission are basically not short of money, and they all belong to the category of wearing shoes, and wasting life is not within their regular choice range.

Hei Luobo, who misjudged the situation, led the team to trek overnight in a state of self-righteousness and even self-touching.

Of course, if you don't care so much, this is actually nothing.

The ugly daughter-in-law always has to meet her parents-in-law. If he wants to set up a flag here, he must deal with the bull-trick snake gods here.

Avoiding its edge and dealing with it later may not necessarily be a good thing.

The longer it is delayed, the higher the sunk cost.

Especially now that Hei Luobo is using the incomplete extraordinary power resources obtained from Caiwu Island, this original accumulation as the start-up capital of the business is not so durable.

As the saying goes, even if you earn money quickly, it may not be enough to spend in the long run, not to mention that nowadays you will fall into a situation where you can't make ends meet and eat up your savings from time to time.

He has no stable source of supernatural power. He can occasionally pick up some by relying on his good skills, but just like hunting rabbits in the wilderness, the effort may not be able to make up for the consumption.

The consumption is always comprehensive, but the gains are often single-·

Because of these complex considerations, Hei Luobo plans to open the cards at the right time to see the quality (all in).

If the situation is not good, he will no longer continue to blindly raise the bet.

As a result, as he walked, the scenery changed. It was no longer the ice field under the night with red snow falling, but the forest with a blood moon in the sky.

"Spray!" Hei Luobo couldn't help but sigh.

It’s not that I’ve never seen the world before and I’m frightened by this sudden change, but I feel like I’ve been slapped in the face with money.

The power of the curse is also power. It does not appear for no reason, but is supported by energy.

What's more, the huge changes at the celestial level in front of us are not just the power of the curse.

Isn’t this money to burn?

If this power were obtained by him, how many puppets would be created, how many automatic factories would be built, and what a vast three-dimensional breeding area would be created!

Wealth is overwhelming! The elves have been extinct for tens of thousands of years, but they can still use this old-school but always effective method to let him taste the symptoms of poverty. He is convinced by this, and it is really good.

The trees in this forest are thick and tall, with overlapping branches and leaves, forming a canopy like an umbrella, with only a small amount of blood moon light.

It can pour in from the limited gap, forming a scene like a slightly trembling spear of light. Against the dark background,

Unique and mysterious.

Harold and the others were not surprised. Protected by puppet suits and high-level legends, their sense of security was greatly improved. What's more, they knew in advance that there was a so-called other world in this cursed land.

In fact, this explanation is not accurate.

The weirdness here is due to the continuous effect of the powerful curse, which distorts the already fragile natural laws, eventually forming an effect similar to a super large-scale magic circle.

No, the detailed changes in the magic circle soon began to appear.

The bark suddenly gave off a faint light. This light flowed in the wrinkles of the bark, quickly turning it into a scaly shape, densely layered, becoming more and more lifelike, as if these trees were even the smallest ones that could not be hugged by one person. , will turn into a giant python and come to life in the next moment.

"Put on this mask." Hei Luobo flipped his wrist, and there was a mask with wooden features in his left hand. With a slight flick, the mask drew the famous arc and appeared in front of Hogan. It flew slower and slower, and was easily caught by him.

At first glance, this mask looks like the one worn by the parasitic puppet before.

The slight difference is that there is a bulge in the middle of the eyebrow, which looks like a vertical eye that has not been opened.

Hogan didn't waste any time, and just slapped it on his face, and a large number of toothpick-thick vines formed from the edge of the mask, like snakes, wrapping around his head and extending all the way down.

At the same time, the vertical eye on the forehead continued to open according to the completion of the covering, and finally formed a strange chirping eyeball. Its pupil was the same as a sheep's pupil, a short and thick 'one'.

On the contrary, the normal eye area is covered with a layer of gray like a window covering due to the thin film.

Harold and the others don't need this kind of patch, because the puppet suit has its own effect, making its physiological state immune to external interference. Such as heartbeat, blood flow, brain wave generation, etc.

Hogan is protected by the Elven Tapestry, which seems to be fine, but Hei Luobo is not too sure about it. Now that the environment has deteriorated further, he will not save the cost, but add a layer of insurance.

This mask has its own extraordinary power, its own pattern, and its performance is comparable to that of the puppet suit. If the puppet suit is a planet-level power armor, then this is a lightweight space suit.

As for Hei Luobo himself, as I said before, he is not a human being and is afraid of a hammer.