Chapter 402: End of copy; Total contribution: 9999
At this moment.
The entire island in the middle of the lake fell into deathly silence.
All the ghosts were stunned.
They were all stunned.
But the super-grade ghost formation that existed above the Ghost King was just scratched open by a human?
Damn it.
This is cheating.
How could such a thing exist in the outer reaches of the Pure Land?
No, to be more precise, even in the Rebirth City in the inner circle of the Pure Land, only the top group of ghost and god level figures have such abilities.
But now, a human being has shown such strength.
They want to finish.
Think of this.
All the ghosts from the Death Colosseum panicked.
There was an obvious look of fear on his face.
His steps subconsciously retreated.
Every time Jiang Ming took a step, they took two steps back.
Don't dare to get close at all.
Not to mention showing the ferocity and ferocity of ghosts.
He looked frightened.
To this.
Jiang Ming looked calm.
The steps stopped.
He said in a leisurely tone: "The super-grade ghost formation is not that good. Is there anything else to rely on? If not, then you can join other ghost king-level forces and go to the underworld hand in hand to have a good time."
Hear the words.
The red-browed ghost, the owner of the Death Colosseum, looked at Jiang Ming with a dull look on his face, his pupils trembling violently, and he was suspicious of the ghost.
Still can't accept the fact that a human being can disintegrate a super defensive ghost array with just one stroke.
The whole ghost was confused.
He murmured: "This is impossible, how could the super-grade ghost formation be disintegrated in such a childish way."
He stared at Jiang Ming in disbelief.
Repeat these words.
The psychological defense was broken on the spot because of the gold content of Jiang Ming's sword finger.
Nothing else.
This is amazing.
As the owner of this super-grade ghost formation, he knows its upper limit of defense best.
Even a being above the Ghost King needs to attack with all his strength 10 times before it can be broken.
He had never heard of Jiang Ming's ability to break something with just one stroke.
In his opinion.
None of the rumored ghost-level beings can be as relaxed and calm as this human being.
Is this human city god suspected of being a ghost?
This guess came out.
The red-browed ghost's eyelids twitched fiercely.
He woke up with a start.
The eyes that fell on Jiang Ming were not only shocked and horrified, but also a little more horrifying.
Faced with Jiang Ming's questioning look, he swallowed hard.
"I have one last resort."
Hear this.
The retreating Death Colosseum ghosts were all stunned.
Showing some surprise.
Does their boss have other trump cards?
And from what I hear, this trump card is more powerful than the Super Grade Ghost Formation?
Damn it.
Is the boss so awesome?
There are endless means.
One race at a time.
With such a background, he is almost as good as the old city lord of Winterland City.
Think so.
The ghosts stopped retreating.
The boss of their Death Colosseum looked at him expectantly.
I want to know what trump card it is that makes the boss so confident.
In such a spotlight.
The red-browed ghost took a few steps forward.
Standing in front of Jiang Ming.
The two sides were separated by less than three meters.
It is within reach of reaching out and touching it.
then.
The master of the Death Colosseum, a third-level ghost king, his knees softened and he knelt down.
Holding a blood contract in both hands.
Pass it to Jiang Ming.
He shouted with great energy: "Sir, I am convinced. I am impressed by the grace of your finger. I want to be your slave and witness your glory. I beg you to give me such an opportunity. This is my blood." "Qi, sir, all you need to do is inject Yin energy into it, and my life will depend on your thoughts."
Said.
The red-browed ghost kowtowed three times very solemnly.
Prostrate at Jiang Ming's feet.
Waiting for the final verdict.
The meaning is obvious.
He has completely given up the last chance to struggle. If Jiang Ming is unwilling to give him such a chance, then now is the best time to kill him, and he can be killed effortlessly.
It can be said.
This third-level ghost king, the master of the Colosseum, completely pinned his hope of survival on Jiang Ming's decision.
Demonstrate the meaning of allegiance vividly.
Ghosts:...
The corners of their mouths twitched together.
mad
The so-called last resort is to kneel down and beg for mercy, right?
You know how to survive.
This group of ghosts from the Death Colosseum all stared blankly at their boss's performance.
While feeling ridiculous, I was also horrified.
Even if they knelt down and begged for mercy, their boss actually handed over his blood contract.
This is the lowest form of slavery contract.
Once signed, it means that there will be no chance to turn around in this life.
He will be completely controlled by the owner of the blood contract and will not even have freedom.
If you encounter a bad-tempered master, you will even lose yourself and become a walking zombie, turning into a machine that only knows how to obey instructions.
These are the drawbacks of blood contracts.
In general.
Even if there is no way to survive, few ghosts are willing to offer a blood contract.
And now...
Their boss, the master of a ghost king-level force, actually knelt in front of a human and offered such a slavery contract. This was too unimaginable for ghosts.
The ghosts were shocked.
Staring at the scene in front of him.
…
On the other side.
Jiang Ming's expression was aroused.
He said with a little interest: "I just heard you say that you want to fulfill your promise to the old Lord of Winter City. Why don't you try to stop me? What if it works?"
The corner of the red-browed ghost's mouth twitched.
Brother.
You also said it was a one in a million chance.
What about the remaining 9999.9% probability?
Isn't this just courting death.
So.
He shook his head like a rattle.
To prove his determination not to resist.
At the same time, he stated: "My lord, my promise to the Lord of Winter City cannot override you. Once I become your slave, I will only put you first in everything."
Hearing this.
Jiang Ming chuckled: "You are quite sensible. I accept this blood contract."
Since he has made up his mind to take over the jurisdiction of Winter City.
Then a sleeping spell is not enough.
Add a Death Colosseum, just right.
With this thought.
Jiang Ming injected Yin power into the blood contract.
He officially became the master of the third-level ghost king in front of him.
The blood contract took effect.
The red-browed ghost knelt again respectfully.
He was grateful to Jiang Ming for giving him the opportunity to become a blood servant.
After kneeling.
He stood up.
He shouted angrily behind him.
"Why don't you come over and pay your respects quickly? You have no sense."
Hearing this.
All the ghosts in the Death Colosseum walked forward with awe, imitating their boss's just-now appearance, and knelt down straight.
Shouting "sir".
Jiang Ming smiled.
Then he signaled the red-browed ghost to bring the super-quality ice ore.
The red-browed ghost obeyed the order.
He took out the last piece of super-quality ice ore without hesitation.
So far.
Jiang Ming had collected all the Yin ore needed to seal the fire disaster.
The information on the panel was also updated synchronously.
[The number of ice ore required to seal the fire disaster is as follows:]
[Low-grade ice ore: 20000/10000 (exceeded)]
[Middle-grade ice ore: 6500/5000 (exceeded)]
[High-grade ice ore: 1000/500 (exceeded)]
[Super-grade ice ore: 10/10 (completed)]
Seeing this.
Jiang Ming smiled a little.
It took 12 hours, and he finally gathered the materials needed to seal the fire disaster.
Half a day to pass the Pure Land Sixth Anniversary Celebration Copy.
He was very satisfied with this speed.
He thought of this.
Jiang Ming, led by the red-browed ghost, came to the center of the island in the middle of the lake.
There was a three-meter-high egg-shaped embryo here.
There were patterns all over it.
It was red all over.
Just approaching within a hundred meters, you can feel a high temperature reaction coming.
The further you go, the stronger the burning sensation becomes.
When you arrive at the embryo, the temperature around you has risen to over 800 degrees.
Layers of water vapor have formed, constantly rising.
There is also a steady and powerful heartbeat, which keeps ringing.
Every time it rings, it brings out an invisible heat wave.
Full of power.
Jiang Ming watched with interest.
According to the information given by the Ghost King Wuhui, the owner of this egg-shaped embryo is a ghost god from ten thousand years ago, known as "Yan Zai".
Wherever he goes, it is a magma hell.
Very fierce.
And today, ten thousand years later, Yan Zai has turned into an embryo, no longer having the power of a ghost god. Even if he breaks the seal, he only has the strength above the ghost king.
Donglin City needs to exist above the ghost king, so it chooses to awaken this ghost god from ten thousand years ago, intending to subdue it and make it the city guardian ghost of Donglin City, so as to obtain the opportunity to apply for a strong economic city and get the resource support of the city of rebirth.
Thinking.
Jiang Ming asked.
"When can the Flame Disaster break the seal and come out?"
The Red Eyebrow Ghost answered truthfully: "If you don't choose to seal it, you only need to wait for about ten days, and the Flame Disaster will wake up on its own, because the Flame Disaster has already reached the critical point of awakening, but Donglin City has sealed it up, delaying this time. As long as there is no ice ore, the Flame Disaster will raise the embryo temperature to the highest point within ten natural days and come out of the fire."
"Of course, if it is placed in a place with a strong fire attribute or a higher temperature environment is created, the recovery time of the Flame Disaster will be shortened accordingly. We use the effect of the fire attribute Yin ore to create an artificial high temperature environment to speed up the awakening of the Flame Disaster."
Jiang Ming understood.
His eyes flickered.
He had an idea in his mind.
Then.
He threw out all the ice attribute Yin ore he had collected.
The embryo was full of embryos.
The exquisite coldness caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.
The temperature of the embryo's body surface cooled down rapidly.
The original red color gradually dissipated.
It became ice blue.
The magic just now was completely gone.
Even the heartbeat was not beating much.
The sound was no longer steady and powerful, but only muffled every few minutes.
Until the end.
The heartbeat stopped completely.
Except for the faint fluctuations of Yin force that were still spreading weakly, anyone who saw it would think that it was a dead embryo.
It was at this time.
Firecrackers sounded all over the world at the same time.
Celebrating something.
In front of all the players, a fluorescent gray panel popped up.
[It was detected that the player "Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Arts" was alone in gathering the materials needed to seal the fire disaster, reducing the chance of recovery from the fire disaster to 0%, and the celebration of the sixth anniversary of the Pure Land officially ended. 】
[This copy enters the settlement stage...]
[The proportion of rewards is being allocated based on the total contribution of players. 】
[Settlement completed. 】
[First place: Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws. 】
[Total contribution: 99.99%. 】
【Second place...】
[Ding, since the total contribution of subsequent players is too low to be calculated as an integer, Pure Land will issue participation rewards uniformly. 】
[Note: You guys are really awesome. The total contribution of players around the world is less than a fraction of others. Pure Land just said that guy was a turning point for mankind, but it didn’t make you collectively trash/despise/despise/super despise him. 】
All players:…
Looking at the settlement panel in front of them, everyone couldn't hold back.
Damn it.
Is this what they want to show off?
Even if they want to make progress, they can't keep up with that man of God.
It was now only the twelfth hour of the Pure Land's sixth anniversary celebration. Wanfa Immortal Lord had collected all the ice mines by himself. They couldn't even catch up with them by rocket, let alone keeping pace.
Not to mention the ten ghost king-level forces standing in front of the players.
That is not a difficulty that can be overcome in a short time.
certainly.
If they were given enough time and they gathered the knowledge of players from all over the world, they might not be able to think of a way to obtain super-quality ice ore.
but……
The problem is that Wanfa Immortal Lord doesn't give them this chance.
They had no choice.
They could only watch helplessly as the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Methods rode away from the enemy, leaving them with a lot of exhaust fumes.
At this moment.
Players around the world are excited and excited.
As long as they accepted the fact that they were being taken to bed by the Immortal Lord of All Laws, they found that the contempt of the Pure Land was not unacceptable.
and.
They also have participation awards.
This is equivalent to them getting a settlement evaluation and settlement reward for free without doing anything.
Is there any other good thing like this in the whole world?
For a while.
Cheers erupted across the globe.
They were all shouting the name of the Immortal Lord of All Laws.
I would like to sincerely congratulate this first legendary figure in human history.
This day.
It is destined to be a sleepless night for players.
Because the Ten Thousand Magic Immortal Lord has set a new record and achieved another milestone achievement in human history - speeding through a dungeon in half a day that is far more difficult than the S+ difficulty level in the intermediate game area.
It's a miracle.
A miracle that only the Immortal Lord of All Laws can achieve.
They marveled.
Worship.
Congratulations on that.
…
at the same time.
Jiang Ming's side.
New fluorescent gray panels popped up in front of him.
[It has been detected that this copy has ended, the fire disaster has been sealed, and this important prop will be recycled soon. 】
[Players please note that this prop will be recycled soon. 】
【? 】
[Pure Land slowly puts a question mark on the public screen - What are you doing? Let it go, this is an important prop in Winterland City and needs to be returned to its original owner. 】
Jiang Ming ignored it.
The palm of his hand rested on the Flame Disaster embryo.
The old god said: "There is no reason to recycle dungeon props. I want this thing. If Winterland City wants it, let their old city god go to the City of No Return to get it in person."
He had reserved this thing long ago. Now that the copy is over, how could he send it back to the other party?
This Fire Disaster embryo is of great use to him.
He is determined.
【……】
[Pure Land scratches its head and decides not to get involved, leaving it to you to handle. 】
[Ding, the player is trying to snatch the Flame Disaster Embryo, the triggering conditions are met, and the Mark of the City God of Winterlin City has been activated. 】
