Chapter 200 Watchers

Annan was thoughtful.

……I see.

Just as the symbol of Silver Sir is a silver coin, the symbol of Mr. Yao is the sun.

The symbol of the woman holding the cup is the blood cup...a ​​cup full of blood.

The cup of endless greed and longing—

When the sun in the sky is transformed into the [mouth of the blood cup], the blood qi of a person is controlled by it, inhaling it causes coma, and flowing out and becomes excited.

A ritual to control the vitality of a wide range of mortals...

But for Annan, it can be considered a benefit.

He still has "the remnants of the wheel of the sky" on him, and it's uncertain when he will suddenly fall into a nightmare this week. It's a lot of fun if you suddenly pass out during a fight.

But in the ceremony venue of [Your Heart Sings], it is impossible for Annan to fall into a nightmare.

"Since he used this ceremony, does it mean that his real ceremony has just begun?"

Annan asked in a low voice, "How long will it take them?"

It's too early now.

If there is no [Mouth of Blood Cup] on the horizon, the sun should not have risen at this time.

And the players were offline at ten o'clock last night.

Their bodies don't get sleepy -- but they won't be back online for eight hours.

That is to say, even if the players are stuck online, Annan and the others will have to wait for another half an hour...

"Are you worried that they haven't woken up yet?"

Salvatore hesitated slightly.

But he quickly shook his head: "At least Lord Bishop should be awake.

"Look at Louis... senior priests like them are specially trained, and they try to get up before the sun rises every day. Even if they don't sleep for a day or two, it won't affect their state."

This should be to avoid those regional nightmares.

Annan nodded.

It's like a rule like Frozen Water Harbor - there are some nightmares in places where the key is "the place itself". If you fall asleep at night, you will fall directly into a nightmare.

"I'm actually a little worried about you."

Annan asked in a low voice, "You only slept for two hours, right? Are you okay?"

"I have already taken the powerful brain extract mixture, and I can last until the night with a refill after eight hours."

Salvatore shook his head and said confidently: "Since I have such a curse, I must have been prepared."

"Heh...the acting is a little better. To save some face for yourself? Or to reassure your friends?"

In the place where Annan couldn't hear, the shadow let out a low and hoarse sneer: "This mixture can't last so long, Thrall... You are deceiving him.

"If you can't hold it, or... if you feel that you are too weak and incompetent, you can close your eyes and faint at any time. I have been preparing for a long time with full energy."

Salvatore completely ignored Shadow's voice.

While the shadow was talking, he also spoke to Annan in a low voice, his voice almost completely covering the shadow's voice: "But be careful, since they are going to use this ritual, it means that they have a powerful spell in their hands.

"Then what they want to summon is probably not Soul Eater. At least it's not just Soul Eater..."

Salvatore's voice did not fall.

He suddenly felt a strong chill coming from his back.

The next moment, the line Annan had drawn on the ground with the silver-gray potion suddenly ignited without warning!

They erupted into a scorching wall of fire, rising to a height of more than one meter. The air above became distorted.

And about ten meters away, an illusory translucent spiritual body gradually emerged.

Dressed in a robe, it was about two and a half meters tall, with beautiful dark brown curly hair, and more than twenty pairs of eyes densely packed on its face. A pale white halo shone all over her body, and the part below her collarbone melted under the bulging hollow robe.

"It's [Watcher]!"

Salvatore immediately issued a warning: "Never look at her - close your eyes first!"

He said, and took out a bottle of white medicine from his arms.

After uttering a strange word briefly, he threw the potion bottle high—

The next moment, a strong brilliance suddenly burst out from the potion bottle.

The spirit body let out a sharp scream.

It wasn't fear... but rather anger.

As if resisting something—

Annan, who received the prompt, had already closed his eyes. At the same time, he took out several bottles of potions sent by Salvatore:

【Blood Impulse Decoction】

[Type: Consumables (Blue)]

[Description: The decoction made from blood thorns mixed with the blood of a madman and the blood of a mad cow is effective for mammals]

[Effect: Strength +4, Agility +2 within 30 seconds; this effect decays to Strength +2, Agility +1 after 30 seconds, and lasts for three minutes (the same attribute as the potion bonus takes the highest bonus, and cannot be superimposed) 】

[Price: A "weak" bloodthirsty desire is born within 30 seconds]

【Sensitive Mixture】

[Type: Consumables (Blue)]

[Description: A mixture made with the main materials of cat tears and fluff of chicks, only valid for superhumans]

[Effect: Agility +2, Perception +2 within ten minutes; this effect decays to Agility +2 after ten minutes, lasting ten minutes]

【Extremely cold breath】

[Type: Consumables/Materials (Purple)]

[Description: The extremely cold breath contains the curse of the dead. Just breathing is enough to freeze the trachea of ​​ordinary people, so use with caution. Class III dangerous goods. 】

[Effect: After inhaling, the temporary element "North Wind" will be obtained within one hour. All abilities with the descriptions of "cold" and "airflow" receive a +1 extra element modifier when they are judged. 】

[Effect: Used in rituals, it can temporarily substitute for spells of the corresponding level that do not exceed the "silver" rank. 】

Annan hesitated for a while, but did not take the one bottle of [Extreme Cold Breath].

Instead, he drank the other two bottles of medicine.

The extremely hot "Blood Impulse Decoction" and the sour and cold "Sensitive Mixture" flowed into his throat one after another.

Annan felt his heart pump violently.

An incomparably clear sense of power pulsed from within him...

He felt that his skin suddenly became much more sensitive, and he could read the airflow around him. The limbs also became pliable, as if the bones had become rubber.

But what was even more remarkable was his suddenly hot skin.

And the muscles that tightened without warning, and the blue blood vessels that burst out and beat from the whole body——

Strange to say, Annan did not feel the "bloodthirsty" feeling described.

Instead, there was a strong, almost uncontrollable excitement in my heart.

If I have to describe it...

It's a bit like the feeling of agitation in the class meeting when the winter vacation is about ten minutes away.

At the moment when the light disappeared, Annan opened his eyes.

Holding the boning knife in one hand and the hammer in the other, he charged towards the extremely tall spirit body!

The author of the dungeon player, Lan Bai, has recently opened a new book, "I have survived 999 Heavenly Tribulations" in the light district. The style is the same as the previous one. Push it~

Thanks to the new leader of the long-standing star, who currently owes more than 16... Why is it getting more and more QvQ

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