C118 Loss of Badge
C118 Loss of Badge
A green flame floated out and landed on the body of a Ghost Face Devil Mosquito. The Ghost Face Devil Mosquito fell from the sky. It struggled crazily, but no matter how hard it struggled, it was unable to extinguish the flame on its body. Red numbers floated up one after another.
"Corruption Art!"
The red number turned into -65.
"Poison Fang Art!"
"Death Grip!"
The Ghost Face Devil Mosquito's HP was 2,500. After 10 seconds, it had lost about a third of its HP. Dongfang Qingyu was overjoyed. The God Mosquito-repellent Incense was right under his feet, and it was emitting a spiraling White Smoke. None of the mosquitoes within a three meter radius dared to approach him.
"Resurrection Arts!"
"Resurrection Arts! '"
"'Resurrection Arts! '"
"'Resurrection Arts! '"
"'Resurrection Arts! '"
The five Resurrection Stone Monkey stood up together. The space became extremely narrow. He ordered the Resurrection Stone Monkey to attack. They were unable to attack the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito, but they could deal with the unconscious mosquitoes. This fully displayed the extraordinary strength of the Stone Monkey.
"Corruption Art!"
Dongfang Qingyu's devil talisman landed on the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito's body. The attack power of the Resurrection Stone Monkey increased by nearly a quarter, but the space here was too small, which affected Dongfang Qingyu's magic efficiency.
"Poison Fang Art!"
The four poison teeth had 40 points of damage, but compared to the Resurrection Stone Monkey, it's a little weak. Dongfang Qingyu was depressed to find out that he had learned a lot of skills. However, the skill he often used was still the Poison Fang Art. Both the Bone Fire Art and Death Grip had a cooldown of 60 seconds.
Currently, he was at level 17. The experience he gained from killing a level 15 Ghost Face Devil Mosquito was very low. However, once the God Mosquito-repellent Incense was ignited, it couldn't be extinguished. Naturally, he couldn't waste it. Furthermore, he was not lonely. The miserable cries that came from more than 20 meters away were pleasant music.
More than two minutes had passed, but there was still someone alive in the Death God Guild. However, there were too many Ghost Face Devil Mosquito. They couldn't tell the direction. Otherwise, some of them would have already rushed out. Dongfang Qingyu's main purpose of reviving the five Stone Monkey wasn't just to kill the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito, but also to prevent the people of Death God Guild from escaping.
The Death God Guild chose the wrong direction. They advanced towards the depths of the forest.
The archers should have all died, and he could not see the arrows anymore. He could only see the flashing red light from time to time. Dongfang Qingyu was very familiar with that color. It was the light from the small fireball.
Three minutes later, the screams quickly stopped. When Warrior, who was in the periphery, died one after another, the Mage could no longer resist.
The Death God Guild was completely wiped out. After the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito destroyed their target, they did not leave. They were still hovering in the sky, as if they were looking for survivors. After half a minute, they finally dispersed.
Dongfang Qingyu approached step by step. He walked very slowly. He saw many corpses. Dongfang Qingyu's goal was the equipment.
It turned out that most of the people from the Death God Guild were not good people. There were nearly twenty items here. Half of them were potions, materials, and other miscellaneous items. The remaining half were all equipment.
He was very lucky. Among these 10 pieces of equipment, there was a Silver Ware, three Green-Copper, five Black Iron, and a white board equipment. What made Dongfang Qingyu happy was this white board equipment.
Lost badge: white board equipment, success rate + 5%, Durability 3 / 10. (Remarks: Only used for work occupation) Job restriction: None, level restriction: None, gender restriction: None.
This was the first time Dongfang Qingyu had seen such a strange equipment. The white board equipment had a 5% success rate. This was too amazing. The important thing was that this was a white board equipment, and there was no level restriction. If not for the fact that there were only 3 Durability left, he could keep using it.
A white board equipment was the worst equipment among all equipment, and it didn't have the possibility of being repaired. Therefore, many high level alchemist and blacksmiths could repair Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, and even Gold Ware with ease. However, they were unable to repair the white board equipment. The materials of the white board equipment were too poor, and they destroyed it the moment they touched it.
If he used up all three Durability points of the lost badge, it would disappear. Dongfang Qingyu was both happy and heartbroken. Why did it only have three points left?
With this lost badge, his Identification Art would be enhanced. Compared to the lost badge, the heart cleansing potion was nothing.
"Corruption Art!"
"Bone Fire Art! '"
"'Death Grip! '"
"'Poison Fang Art! '"
Dongfang Qingyu cleaned up the battlefield, but he did not leave. Instead, he went deeper into the battlefield. He lifted the God Mosquito-repellent Incense and returned to Little Lord Voldemort's nest. He had left in a hurry the last time and had forgotten one thing.
Little Lord Voldemort was dead. Then what about his mother's corpse?
After the monster died, the corpse could be preserved for a long time. Unlike normal monsters, they wouldn't revive in a few hours. The nest was still the same as the last time Dongfang Qingyu left. When he saw this, he immediately knew there was a chance.
If the map was updated, then the nest would not leave anything behind. Now that the map was still the same, his chances of achieving his goal would be very high.
Dongfang Qingyu walked into the nest. The nest was not big, it was very simple and crude. There was no corpse of Little Lord Voldemort's mother here, and his mood instantly turned bad. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly stopped on the ground. He suddenly thought of something. He suddenly took out the Crane Mouth Hoe and started digging crazily.
The soil was soft. The soil was not naturally formed, but was piled up after being buried. After Dongfang Qingyu dug a dozen times, he saw a thick white bone. He was overjoyed. After five minutes, the entire corpse of Voldemort was dug out. It seemed like her corpse was curled up. Even so, her corpse had covered the entire nest. If her body was stretched out, her body would be at least 4.5 meters. It was even taller than a building. The mother of Voldemort was very big.
Dongfang Qingyu kept the corpse of the Voldemort. His objective for this trip had been achieved.