Chapter 715

Lu Zhengkang's flying sword has been invincible.

Although the essence of this cage sea is still a side door flying sword that is refined once in shape and quality, after adding a candle, it has the effect of instant death, and the probability of instant death is very high. For the time being, no one needs Lu Zhengkang's second sword, and often a sword with candlelight can wipe out most of the living corpses.

Lu Zhengkang even doubted that even Kamsky could not take the sword: he had broken a finger by the candle fire.

So, he already has the most powerful sword.

As long as he can get rid of the body of salt and reincarnate, he will not be restrained by Kamsky, and he will have the ability to make a sword. Then, he will be successful.

Victory is within reach!

When Lu Zhengkang was overjoyed, he could not help hesitating: he did not know where the candle came from, but with such high-level ability, could it be the embodiment of the system? Or is it the hidden function of the system? This can be explained as soon as it comes. For example, the unscientific and mysterious alchemy can only be learned in the game. Now it seems reasonable that the system becomes the antler and candle above his head.

He killed wantonly and came to the 13th floor with the access card he found in the higher apprentice dormitory. This is the mage's laboratory. Lu Zhengkang still didn't encounter any obstacles. Although the living corpses are very strong, they can be sparsely distributed, so it's convenient for him to destroy them individually.

He looked up at the name of the laboratory in front of him: "reality distortion field".

He strode in.

The priest gently waved his hand in front of Lu Zhengkang's eyes, "friend, what are you thinking?"

Lu Zhengkang frowned, "nothing."

"You are always hostile and confused to your surroundings. Why?"

"Pastor, I want to know who you really are." According to his promise, Lu Zhengkang put the communication crystal on the table and turned his head to stare at the shelter resident, "are you a secretary, a designer or an archivist?"

The priest didn't speak and began to lower his head to chant. His attitude made Lu Zhengkang feel that he was facing Tang Sanzang. He was weak and firm. He was unpredictable. He was as smooth as a loach. He didn't pay attention to such a person when he asked him kindly. If he was coerced by evil, it would be useless.

Therefore, all the religious goods in the world are bright and black.

Lu Zhengkang is sulky. There are many questions in his heart that have not been solved. In the nameless Island, the only one who can talk to him is the priest. It should be said that the people in Tallinn are special. Their research results are groundbreaking. Although they can't escape the fate of great destruction, they retain their will and thinking as much as possible.

The three Taoists of Xihua sect are obviously more rigid than those of Gengen sect, and the living corpses in talin are more lively than those in Xiancheng.

Unfortunately, when he met the questions he didn't want to answer, the priest began to play dumb, as if the rest of the NPCs had lost their wits.

"My friend, can't we be honest? You don't have to cry when you cover up like this." Lu Zhengkang shook the priest's shoulder heartily. "Do you know how strong I am now? Just tell me all the secrets of Tallinn, and I'll clean this place from the beginning to the end. "

“……” The priest stopped talking.

"Do you have any regrets?" Lu Zhengkang sighed, "friend, I didn't find the access card to the 14th floor. You have to tell me more."

"The entrance guard card is no longer used above the 13th floor. There needs to be more accurate identification, you need a mask to get in. "

"How can I get a mask? Can I make a long story short?"

"You need an alchemist. You can use a common mask or helmet, and then blend in those who were high-level people before you died Their legacy. "

"Can you summon alchemists? I can't use faith. It's going to hurt you. "

“…… In that case, there is no other way The priest turned his back.

Lu Zhengkang heard some slight sound, like the sound of the wind blowing through the woods at night, the sound of the branches and leaves rubbing, and the sound of sandpaper grinding stones.

The priest's back was very calm, almost without any shaking. Lu Zhengkang, out of politeness, didn't use the air machine to sense the priest's action, but he smelled a little blood. The smell of dirty blood flowing in the living body was more dreary than that of fresh blood, and there was a fishy smell, close to the sour smell of fruit juice eroded by mold.

"Ah! Are you cutting your face? " Lu Zhengkang grabbed the priest's shoulder and pulled him over. Sure enough, the priest was holding a knife to cut his cheek. "What are you doing?! Isn't authentication going to be a shame? "

The priest slightly lowered his head, staring at the toes of Lu Zhengkang, while the dagger in his hand and the blood on his cheek kept dripping.

"Are you crazy?" Lu Zhengkang can't believe it, "what do you do for yourself?"

"Stranger, just a moment." The priest's eyeballs trembled. He couldn't see clearly. He put the dagger down, threw it on the ground, and covered his face with his hands.

He slowly curled up his palms and let the empress slowly pull off his face in Lu Zhengkang's speechless expression.The priest bowed his head and handed the cheek to Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang was stunned for a while before taking over. He seriously asked the priest, "did I say something wrong?"

The priest shook his head and raised his face. It was not the flesh and blood in his imagination, but a young man's face, with blood oozing in the circle of his knife.

It's no wonder that Lu Zhengkang's face is so complete. Now he has identified himself as a pastor. "The archivist is always hiding under the water. No one knows how many identities he has. Some apprentices even speculate that the archivist is hiding around him. He is a different species that will occupy the body. He usually appears in front of people with different faces."

The archivist smiles, "yes."

After getting rid of the clergyman's identity, his whole temperament is not the same. He is no longer the type of Tang Sanzang, but more like Holmes, confident and arrogant.

Lu Zhengkang asked, "where is the real priest?" He waved a sword, intended to tempt, but in front of me I don't know whether it's true or not, that is, he was caught, and burned to ashes by candlelight.

The scene of the refuge collapses. Lu Zhengkang is still in the laboratory on the 13th floor. This is a distorted field in reality. This is an area where Turquoise tower develops space-time magic. It's very important. Naturally, there are strong enemies wandering here.

"I hate these psychics the most." Lu Zhengkang sighed silently. This is the pain in the face of the spiritual mage. It's true and false. As long as there is a flaw in his mind, he can never escape the magic. Just now, he didn't realize that something was wrong with his sudden return to the refuge. He just felt that the development in front of him was too dramatic, so he had doubts. In the whole process, he didn't find himself My memory has been tampered with.

Now that they still see through the illusion, there is nothing to be afraid of. Longhai sword is so brilliant that it directly splashes the whole area clean. The mages hiding in the dark can't escape the candle light of dongmingxu room, and they are burned to dregs.

With this sword, another layer of illusion is broken. The scene of the laboratory collapses. Lu Zhengkang is in a dark corridor. Look at the sign on the wall. This is the 15th floor, not the 13th floor.

Lu Zhengkang didn't get to the access card on the 15th floor, so he decided that it was still an illusion, so he waved a sword to light up the surrounding environment. He turned to see the mirror embedded on the corridor wall, reflecting Lu Zhengkang's body, but with the priest's face.

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