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"Bone Fire Art!"

A fist-sized green flame floated out. Yes, it was not red, but green, green flames, and when it fell onto the body of a Ghost Face Devil Mosquito, with a pa sound, the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito dropped from the sky and struggled crazily, but no matter how it struggled, it could not extinguish the flames on its body. The only thing it could see were the red numbers floating up one by one, -50-50 …

"Corruption Art!"

The red number became -65-65-65...

"Poison Fang Art!"

T-10-10-10-10!

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"Death Grip!"

- 60. v.

The Ghost Face Devil Mosquito's HP was at 2500. Under Dongfang Qingyu's punching routine, it only took him about a third of his HP to be killed within 10 seconds. Dongfang Qingyu was overjoyed. The God Mosquito-repellent Incense was right under their feet, releasing a sweeping movement of White Smoke, causing all the mosquitoes within a three meter radius to not dare to get any closer, and they immediately fainted after entering the three meter radius around them.

"Resurrection Arts!"

"Resurrection Arts!"

"Resurrection Arts!"

"Resurrection Arts!"

"Resurrection Arts!"

The five Resurrection Stone Monkey stood up at the same time, and the three meters of space became extremely narrow, almost squeezing Dongfang Qingyu out of the way as they ordered their 'Resurrection Stone Monkey s' to attack. The Ghost Face Devil Mosquito might not be able to attack and fly around, but against the unconscious mosquitoes, it was not a problem. It fully displayed the unique characteristics of the Stone Monkey and made the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito float in numbers.

"Corruption Art!"

With Dongfang Qingyu's help, the 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 was too small. The five 'Resurrection Stone Monkey' didn't line up well enough, as it affected Dongfang Qingyu's magic efficiency.

"Poison Fang Art!"

- The damage of 10 seemed to be quite high, with 4 fangs and 40 points of damage, but compared to the Resurrection Stone Monkey, it was nothing. Dongfang Qingyu was depressed to realize that he had learnt more skills, but the ones that he could use, or in other words, the Poison Fang Art, could be used frequently, whether it was the 'Bone Fire Art' or the 'Death Grip', both required a cooldown of 60 seconds.

Currently, he was level 17, so his experience for killing a level 15 Ghost Face Devil Mosquito was pitifully low. However, the God Mosquito-repellent Incense could not be killed once it was opened. It was a one-time use item, so naturally he could not waste it. Moreover, he was not alone. The screams that came from over 20 meters away were the most melodious music.

If there were not too many Ghost Face Devil Mosquito s, as their line of sight became blurry, they would have been unable to determine their direction, and would have rushed out already. Of course, that was just just thinking about it, Dongfang Qingyu was not just reviving five Stone Monkey s to kill them, his main purpose was also to prevent the escape of the people from the Death God Guild.

Death God Guild choosing the wrong direction, and advancing towards the depths of the forest saved him a lot of effort.

The Archer was probably dead already, the arrows that were shot happily before could no longer be seen, only the occasional red light flashing. That color was a color that Dongfang Qingyu was very familiar with, the Little Fireball of Fire Magic.

Three minutes later, the miserable screams fell like a chasm. When all the warriors had died, the surrounding mages were like a young lady with her clothes stripped off, waiting to be caught.

The Ghost Face Devil Mosquito passed through like dark clouds, a few bursts of fiery light and blue light became the final songs, and after a flash of light, it was completely extinguished, the screams also stopped, and all of their Death God Guild were destroyed. "After the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito killed its target, it did not leave. Instead, it continued to hover in the air, as if searching for any survivors. It took half a minute before it finally dispersed.

Dongfang Qingyu walked closer step by step, because he had to take care of the Resurrection Stone Monkey. He walked very slowly for over thirty meters, and after walking for about two minutes, what entered his sight were a floor full of corpses. Dongfang Qingyu swept his eyes across them. His goal was equipment, equipment that would drop.

In fact, most of the people in the Death God Guild were not good people, there were more than a hundred of them. Dongfang Qingyu did not actually count the number of people, but they were definitely not more than 130, and had dropped nearly 20 items. Half of the items, potions, ingredients and other miscellaneous items were used, while the other half were all equipment and equipment.

Amongst the ten pieces of equipment, one was a Silver Ware, three were bronze, five were Black Iron and one was white. Dongfang Qingyu was just so happy about this piece of equipment.

Lost Badge: White Equipment, Success Rate + 5%, Durability 3/10. Remarks: Only for Trade Profession.) Occupational restrictions: None, Level limit: None, Gender limit: None.

This was the first time Dongfang Qingyu saw such a unique piece of equipment. The success rate of 5% was heaven-defying, but the point was that this was a piece of equipment with no level restrictions, which meant that it could be used for a long time.

White grade equipment was the weakest of all equipment, and it did not have the possibility of being repaired. Thus, many alchemist s and blacksmiths, even though they had high levels and could easily repair Steel, Bronze, Silver and even Gold Ware, they were unable to repair White grade equipment. White grade equipment's materials were too poor, and could easily be destroyed.

As expected, the would disappear after this lost emblem was used up by 3 points. Dongfang Qingyu was both happy and distressed at the same time. Why is there only 3 left?

With this lost emblem, his Identification Art would be like a tiger adding wings. Compared to the lost emblem, the Heart Cleansing Potion was simply too weak.

"Corruption Art!"

"Bone Fire Art!"

"Death Grip!"

"Poison Fang Art!"

"..."

Dongfang Qingyu cleaned up the battlefield, but did not leave. Instead, he went deeper in, raised his God Mosquito-repellent Incense, and returned to the Little Lord Voldemort's lair once again. He had left in a hurry the last time, forgetting something.

If the Little Lord Voldemort died, then what about his mother's corpse?

After the monsters in the quest died, their corpses could be stored for a long time, unlike normal monsters, which would respawn in a few hours. The den was still the same as before, there were no changes at all. Seeing this, Dongfang Qingyu immediately knew there was hope.

If the map was updated, nothing would be left. Now that the map remained the same, the chances were very high.

After walking into the lair, the lair was not big, it was simple and unadorned, and it did not contain the corpse of Little Lord Voldemort's mother, causing Dongfang Qingyu's mood to turn cold. Just as he was about to leave, his gaze suddenly stopped. After thinking of something, he suddenly took out his pickaxe and began digging.

Dongfang Qingyu was overjoyed. After five minutes, the entire skeleton of Voldemort had been dug out and appeared to be curled up. Even so, it had still covered the entire lair, and if it were to stretch outwards, its size would be at least 4.5 metres, and it would be taller than a floor of a building. It would be a huge monster.

After putting away Voldemort's corpse, Dongfang Qingyu's objective for this trip was accomplished.