Loss of physical protection, no explosive acid, the vulnerability ratio of amputees
poof! With a muffled sound, Master Shan pulled out his sword and sickle, but he was happy to spend it!
ding! Kill the amputee and gain 45 experience points!
The experience value is there, but the equipment and potions don’t appear. Camus is ready to pick his eyelids and signal Master Shan to continue. Before Master Shan said, there is a certain chance that this mysterious potion of instant condensation will kill the enemy.
ding! Kill the amputee and get 41 experience points!
Two amputees in a row didn’t explode anything. Master Shan panicked.
Camus still pointed to another amputee and continued to kill.
ding! Kill the amputee and get 44 experience points!
ding! Get a bottle of lowlevel therapeutic agent!
In the end, it was like a fairy mountain master who almost knelt down.
Something! ！” An eagleeyed halfdemon warrior shouted excitedly as if he had won the lottery.
Camus’s topaz eyes quickly turned cautiously, so that he didn’t go to get it himself, but let a strong halfmagic warrior pick up the bottle of different small therapeutic agents.
Microtherapeutic medicine little finger size Yan Se reddish lowlevel therapeutic medicine little finger size Yan Se slightly deeper.
Camus is an observant person. When he found that the medicine was wrong, he immediately gave up the idea of touching it himself, but let the halfmagic warrior bring it here.
See no trap Camus gem eyes burst into a terrifying khaki halo fell on the lowlevel therapeutic agent plate horizontal halo disappeared for a long time Camus eyes from lowlevel therapeutic agent to recover the sound cold way what’s the matter? What shape is different from Yan Se? Se face slightly heavy dribbling staring at the mountain.
Tell the truth, Master Shan, this is the world, and those miniature potions are all obtained locally.
After listening to Master Shan’s explanation, Camus’s expression finally eased. Just now, his scary appearance scared the hearts of two drow girls next to him to their throats.
However, the researchers are different. Camus looked at a few lowlevel drugs and threw them to a semimagic warrior and ordered, Try the effect!
Halfmagic warrior didn’t hesitate. He leaps up with a burst of grey Se flame and pours it into thick back broadsword. He cuts it in the arm and leaves a ferocious eversion terror wound.
Pull out the wooden cork, and there is a good smell of sour and sweet fragrance, and the feeling of closing your eyes when you drink half a magic man.
The lowgrade therapeutic agent has a good effect, and the muscles are rapidly creeping and healing. Although the ferocious knife edge has never disappeared, it has not hindered the action after stopping bleeding and slagging.
Camus put his hands in his pocket and motioned to fiddle with the tools in his pocket. The rough fingers rubbed against the cold metal tools, which gradually calmed Camus’s excitement.
Deeply cast a glance at Master Shan’s fat and stupid face, and Camus’s eyes slowly passed over the semimagic warriors present.
I don’t want this secret to get out. I’ll report it to the Presbyterian church immediately. If it leaks, you know the consequences. Although Camus is a researcher, the terrifying threat and murder in the handle’s great voice made several senior halfmagic people silent.
Looking back, Camus paused and continued, Add guards to protect and supervise the stab, and arrange a few to come over. We must do it in case of loss!
Said here the topaz eyes suddenly fell on the two drow girls, and the khaki halo was uncertain, and the eye pupil was full of murder, which almost pierced the two bodies.
Burst! Burst! Two people kneel face se pale frighten speechless for them in front of Camus nobody.
Camus took a sip and cracked his lips coldly. You haven’t signed the soul deed yet, have you? The sound level is as light as water, but it is like a thunder in the ears of two drow girls.
ouch! The frightened sister Trish intuitively felt a spasm in her stomach and an itch in her throat, spitting out filth all over the floor.
The pungent sour smell didn’t waver at all. Camus fumbled from his trouser pocket for a while and took out a mysterious scroll engraved with a large number of magic lines
42 soul contract
According to the value, these two drow girls still don’t have a scroll in their hands, but sometimes things of low value can play unexpected roles.
Sign your real name quickly! Camus squinted impatiently and waved for two people to hurry up.
As if resigned, the two men glanced at each other in their beautiful eyes and flashed a trace of unutterability. They were glad to lose ZHIYU, but they were still alive at least.
My real name is Doria Aisi, and I volunteer my soul. Aisi knelt in front of Camus, her eyes closed and her voice was ethereal, and a small virtual shadow on her forehead struggled not to come out.
The sound is more and more high and pious. The little virtual shadow still doesn’t want to be isolated. Camus smashed his mouth and fingered his stomach and gently crossed a pattern on the scroll. The black fog instantly rushed out of the scroll and rolled the miniature of Alice’s soul back into the scroll. The miniature struggled with some fuzzy faces and twisted.