Chapter 698

After a rest, Lu Zhengkang calms down and lights his dead salt with a candle. His attributes are improved again and his Qi Dan is replenished.

The ring dropped by Gu Long increases magic resistance. What Lu Zhengkang likes is its style. It's silver. The ring's face is a dragon head bone and its horns are ferocious. It can almost be used as a tiger

Lu Zhengkang is standing in the magic ladder well of the mage tower. There is a teleportation array, which is still in operation, but it doesn't work. He needs identity authentication, which is the corresponding prop: something similar to an access card. If there is no corresponding access card, I'm afraid he can only stop here, there is no staircase leading to the second floor, he can only rely on transmission.

The whole hall on the first floor is empty, but there are still some separate rooms, mainly including storage room, kitchen, sundry room, garbage disposal room, etc., as well as some servant dormitories and vacant rooms for unknown purposes. The most important thing is to have a blank shelter - but this is the most useless room for Lu Zhengkang, an unbeliever.

Just now when I was wandering in Tallinn, I was quite puzzled. Why didn't I see the bodies of the other salt people? Now he has the answer.

He saw bodies piled up high in the storeroom.

As soon as he opened the door, the body rushed out like a flood. Lu Zhengkang quickly stepped back and looked at the avalanche of human remains. Finally, a white woman, aged between 17 and 23, with golden hair, fell in front of him. But now, looking at her gray hair, her cheeks were supposed to be the wheat color bathed in healthy sunshine, but now they are dead white, darker than chalk, Nearly bright lead, eyes open, pupils dilate, there are traces of bleeding in the white eyes, the cause of death is very clear, the waist and abdomen are gnawed by huge sharp teeth, must be the style of evil blood bone dragon.

She is wearing a Taoist robe and a brocade bag hanging around her waist. It seems that she has joined the Xihua sect and is doing well. In a word, Lu Zhengkang destroyed Xihua Tianting. It is estimated that all salt people who believe in this sect will have to suffer, even in different parallel time and space. In a word, Xihua religion is completely dead, and Lu Zhengkang kneels to death. In the future, when salt people go to immortal immortal city, they can only find a shabby Taoist temple with the bodies of four Taoists in it. That's all. However, the refuge can still be used as long as they present their own idols.

This is one of the reasons why Lu Zhengkang does not intend to continue to try to harm other sects. After all, he is likely to pit other human compatriots to death.

Looking at the corpses in front of him, Lu Zhengkang made a rough estimate. Judging from the storage room's capacity, there should be about 130. Basically, they are all mature fighters. In terms of occupation, there are all kinds of warriors, thieves, mages and so on. Among them, there are many people who believe in Xihua religion. After all, they are the first sect salt people met on the nameless island. For the sake of those four sects With the help of a Taoist, it is possible to change the faith.

There are many people who died in the pit of Lu Zhengkang.

What's amazing is that he even saw a believer of the flying noodle sect, with the holy image of the flying noodle God hanging around his waist. Before he could be happy, Lu Zhengkang noticed that this was his purebred compatriot and colleague.

It's no wonder that none of the Chinese players don't know about the flying face religion. A considerable number of the soldiers who are called into the unknown island must have chosen the flying face God as their starting belief Lu Zhengkang's first pit is his own people.

His good mood sank.

In the nameless Island, Masaru haramoto already has a sense of going with the wind and the water, and even enjoys it. He thinks that such a day of fighting and killing is also very interesting, but now it's suddenly boring again.

And it's boring.

Lu Zhengkang kneaded his brain: people are like this. They feel happy when they are well developed, and they feel uncomfortable when they are in trouble. In the end, it's selfish thinking. However, the sad mood is always good for a while. Lu Zhengkang used to be a soft and sentimental boy. When he encountered many things, he gradually got used to it. This habit can also be a kind of indifference.

It's just a dead man.

He is not sad now. No matter how many dead people he sees, it's not surprising that Lu Zhengkang himself has to move forward when his fellow disciples fall. The old man, can't always shed tears, before in the gate of immortal city has cried once, in retrospect still feel some shame.

These are the weak people who have been defeated by the nameless island after countless struggles. No, they are just poor people. They were not destroyed, they were just defeated.

In a word, Lu Zhengkang should not be sad, but also scold them. He is spineless, a waste, a coward. I've been fighting all the way since I didn't file. You're all useless dung making machines when you have files However, how can he persuade others to be brave from his own point of view. They may have died hundreds of times and despaired hundreds of times, but they just collapsed in a certain time.

They are the same people who have been reduced to the end of the earth. Why should they make trouble for each other?

Anyway, I have to take it in.

Lu Zhengkang lit the corpses with a candle - he squatted in front of each corpse and touched them with his antlers. The golden candlelight, like the petals of the branches blown down by the spring and the wind, falls on the dead who are not in peace. It is splashed and broken like water drops, but the environment is illuminated by the warm light. There is also such a beautiful light in this miserable lost relic, which is almost unimaginable, just like the plum tree on the ice field and the antelope jumping at the crater of the volcano.A lot of candlelight spread away and wrapped the body surface of each defeated person. They became light. The light flowed like water waves and extended into the storage room. It was like a counter current waterfall. Lu Zhengkang sat down and looked at it slowly. Next, he didn't need to light it one by one. He just needed to enjoy it.

Alas, "where is the way to die? The mountain is the same as the body. What is the way to drift? There is a sand gull in the sky and the earth." There seems to be little to say except for a sigh.

He laughed until the body turned into a finger size, round golden butterfly, and slowly flew out of the tower. Then he picked himself up and stood up.

Fairyland, Tallinn, these game natives, in the face of the destruction of the universe, what choices do they have?

Lu Zhengkang will find out. First of all, he found an entrance guard card on a fat living body in the kitchen. It was a cook in disguise. However, it was meant to be a good man because of his physical characteristics. Maybe it was a wizard apprentice who pretended to be a cook. Lu Zhengkang didn't have time to look at it. After the living body was killed, it melted into salt and died.

Lu Zhengkang returned to the magic stairwell with his access card. His identification was successful. The array projected a three-dimensional map of the Jinshi tower, with a total of 16 floors. However, after 10 floors, he could not choose. Only four floors of the first 10 floors were intact, and the rest of the area showed "collapsed".

It's a bad place.