Fire Monster

Chapter 94: First Order Oblivion (Additional chapter 710 for the leader, Wuliangshan Dormitory Old Five)

Fifteen semi-solidified magic pills, this is Zhao Guanshan’s biggest gain this time.

However, how to deal with it is the biggest problem.

This thing will evaporate quickly if it is not suppressed by the psychic vortex.

"You can increase some of your body fire first, but you don't need soul fire, because after increasing soul fire, I will be forced to fall into a deep sleep, which is not a good choice."

"As for the rest, use them all to light up the third-level dispel rune."

Zhao Guanshan soon came up with a plan.

At this time, he first selected a slightly smaller piece of semi-solidified magic pill and melted it into the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp. Then, it was visible to the naked eye that the small flame in the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp became violent and the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp became extremely hot.

But Zhao Guanshan had already taken a step ahead and reflected his consciousness into the oil lamp, very smoothly.

Of course, it may also be related to his slight increase in strength today.

At this moment, through this reflection, he could clearly see that the life fire on his head had begun to take shape, and a Lihuo Dao Talisman was faintly visible in it. This was the symbol of a Qi Refiner, so he had to be careful to avoid other Qi Refiners in the future, otherwise they would be able to guess it at a glance as long as they used the Qi-Reading Technique.

The fire on his left shoulder was already the size of an egg.

The soul fire on the right shoulder remains in its original state.

At this time, Zhao Guanshan stared at the fire on his left shoulder for a few seconds, and then saw a line of fire flying out and quickly injected.

In less than three seconds, the body fire, which was originally the size of an egg, had expanded a small circle, and then it could no longer be injected.

Because it has reached the upper limit.

There was no other way. Zhao Guanshan withdrew his consciousness from the imperial seal oil lamp, took a look around, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Not even one-fifth of it has been consumed.

There is nothing much to say, just visualize.

With a grit of his teeth, Zhao Guanshan took out another half-solidified magic pill and melted it into the imperial oil lamp. At this moment, the small flame in the oil lamp seemed to have transformed into a shrew cursing on the street or an angry beast, burning him so hard that he grimaced in agony.

Fortunately, he had entered the visualization world in the next second. Without hesitation, he immediately injected the energy stored in the sealed oil lamp into the huge star representing the dispelling rune.

As energy was injected, ripples began to appear on the surface of this moon-like star, and a large amount of dazzling light shone through, like a huge sun.

But this state only lasted for three seconds before returning to its original state.

Failed to light up, insufficient energy?
I'm rough.

Today I will cure your energy deficiency.

Because there has never been a moment when Zhao Guanshan was so generous.

Then he injected it madly at the rate of two magic pills at a time.

After all, after throwing in ten half-solidified magic pills in at once, he finally saw the effect.

According to Zhao Guanshan's estimation, the total amount of energy injected at this moment is approximately equivalent to fifty fourth-level magic pills.

It's absolutely heartbreaking.

But this is a third-level dispel rune after all, so it's understandable.

At this moment, the star representing the dispersing rune was as dazzling and huge as the sun, and was getting closer to Zhao Guanshan's consciousness again. Just when he thought he would be crushed to death, as if a bottleneck was triggered, the small flame transformed by the Lihuo Dao Talisman shook slightly, flew back into the sky, and turned into countless stars again.

Immediately afterwards, the entire visualization world adjusted slightly, and Zhao Guanshan's vision became wider.

The third-order dispersing star that had originally crushed Zhao Guanshan like the sun was pulled away again, and among the three more distant and dim stars connected to it, one of them began to flicker.

So this unlocks the subsequent rune skill tree?

Zhao Guanshan's heart moved, and his consciousness suddenly flew out and landed on this star very conveniently. Although it was not lit up, the knowledge recorded in it could be roughly and intuitively sensed by him.

"Is this a rune similar to concealment and reducing aura? This must be lit up!"

Zhao Guanshan is more generous than ever today, and he is full of confidence. If he doesn’t light it up now, when will he?
Because the war is about to end and he cannot enter the elite combat camp, there will be very few opportunities to make a fortune like this in the future. If nothing unexpected happens, the next seven years will be a relatively peaceful time, otherwise the Governor would not be so anxious to launch a reclamation plan.

You know, the Chief Secretary is mainly composed of liberal arts students.

These tricks of his may fool the students of the military department, but would he dare to fool the students of the liberal arts department?
Seriously, even the slightly more attentive liberal arts students in the Taoist Academy can recognize the use of the psychic vortex generator, even if they themselves cannot make or modify it.

"brush!"

The next level of rune star of the third-level dispel was successfully lit up.

Perhaps because of the higher level, the lighting consumption this time was slightly greater, and it took four and a half solidified magic pills to succeed.

Zhao Guanshan's consciousness flashed through it quickly, and he felt that the knowledge in it was very unfamiliar. It would take a long time to fully master it, but the specific functions were clear at a glance.

It is neither hiding nor invisibility, it can only be used to reduce the sense of presence, which is commonly known as the hatred value. In a sense, this still belongs to the category of dispelling, because it dispels hatred and attention.

"Then let's call it Oblivion. It's now a first-level Oblivion Rune."

Without taking time to comprehend it carefully, Zhao Guanshan quickly stopped the visualization.

At this time, he still had one half-solidified magic pill left in his hand, and this number was definitely not enough to light up the third-level broadsword.

Fortunately, this can be integrated into the imperial seal oil lamp, and with his current strength, he can withstand it.

Next, Zhao Guanshan began to carefully disassemble the psychic vortex generator, breaking it down into pieces.

He then covered up the entire pit again, leaving no evidence to prove his guilt.

Of course, there were also the five long swords that had become as hard as fire sticks, Sun Zei's heavy shield that had turned black, and his own lifeless broadsword that had no spirituality at all.

"This is really a sin, Brother Zhao, your words count, right?"

Sun Ze is in tears, his heart is probably broken. Why is it always me who gets hurt?
"Don't worry, I will be responsible for the repairs for you and give you two more merit points. I keep my word." Zhao Guanshan had to make such assurances again and again, and his conscience was also condemned.

Afterwards, everyone left the place together and reunited with Liu Yuwei and others. Zhao Guanshan even took the initiative to return Liu Yuwei's broadsword. He was reserved and low-key throughout the whole process, portraying a talented and polite person who would not fight back or retaliate.

Because he really wanted to keep a low profile. There were thirty-seven people in Team 8, so it shouldn't be difficult to hide him alone.

It's a pity that he hasn't learned to master the first-level forgetfulness rune, otherwise it would be safe.

But after he did this, Liu Yuwei, Sun Zei, Mo Laoer and others suddenly understood that the foundation of the declining immortal cultivation family must have declined significantly overnight, so Master Zhao might be feeling sad at this moment.

Alas, we are sorry for you.

"Forget it. When the merits are awarded later, I will just take the third-class honor." Mo Laoer said in a muffled voice. He felt that he had performed very well in this battle and it would be no problem for him to take the second-class honor.

However, Master Zhao's sacrifice was greater.

Sun Ze snorted in disdain, "Why don't you change your name to the self-deceiving Mo Lao Er? Why don't you say that you can still take the first credit?"

"I am deceiving myself? What contribution have you made, you thief Sun? Oh, you can also change your name to "Self-aware Little Thief Sun"! You are really too self-aware!"

Mo Laoer was equally unyielding and mocked viciously.

With just a few words, these two people can fast forward to the life-and-death duel mode.

"Enough, shut up. This time, the credit can be given to Zhao Guanshan." Liu Yuwei made the final decision, and everyone was shocked, including Zhao Guanshan.

"No, I object!"

"Objection is useless! Zhao Guanshan, if it weren't for your efforts this time, do you think we would still have a chance to stand here? We all have to owe you a favor." Liu Yuwei sighed. The two magical weapons before the advent of the divine punishment were equivalent to saving lives twice at the critical moment.

Although Zhao Guanshan has all sorts of bad habits, such as being a dead tsundere, pretending to be gentle as jade, but actually burning with anger inside, talking nonsense, and having dishonest eyes...

However, from the moment he took out the family inheritance magic weapon without hesitation, he knew he was one of them.

Otherwise, wouldn't they all have nothing better to do than to protect his ridiculous and pathetic little self-esteem?
After all, he deserves it.

"But, I, I didn't give too much."

Zhao Guanshan was very panicked. Liu Yuwei looked at him as if she were a relative, including that damn thief Sun, Mo Laoer, Yu Che and those bastards. What kind of loving and kind looks are those?
It can't be that you are caring for the mentally retarded.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's settled!"

Liu Yuwei waved her hand impatiently, and the golden bell in her hand lit up at the right time. In the distance, the sound of the imperial chariot roared.

"Great, they're here."

Everyone was overjoyed, but Zhao Guanshan was slightly surprised and didn't dare to say anything more.

After a while, two first-level imperial chariots stopped, and two elite teams rushed out first, each forming a shield formation to guard an area of ​​100 meters in radius.

Then, the six giants, the commander of the Fenwei Camp Zhao Yue, the deputy commander Chang Wei, the marching Sima Liao Xiang, the marching captain Huang Junchen, the staff of the material receiving and dispatching department Ding Wanjin, and the military supervisor Sun Liancheng, a Qigong practitioner, appeared on the scene.

The aura was strong, and each of them had a complicated expression, especially the leader Zhao Yue who wanted to take Liu Yuwei as a concubine. His expression was so complicated that it was hard to describe. It could be said that he was three parts admiring, three parts coveting, two parts shocked, one part regretful, and the last part was shame.

The Eighth Team was able to stay out all night and even launch a night attack of eighty miles, destroying a demon mother's nest. What a strong fighting power and what an indomitable will.

Liu Yuwei is a heroine. Although she is the leader, she feels a little ashamed of herself at this moment.

Except for Zhao Yue, the other five people were mostly admiring and regretful.

The Demon Suppression Division has always respected the strong, and especially valued a resolute will to fight. If the Eighth Team was wiped out or suffered heavy casualties this time, then even if they could capture a demon mother's nest, it would have been foolish and reckless. But now everyone is unharmed, and this cannot be explained by luck.

All I can say is that they have the ability!
For a moment, the marching Sima and the marching captain looked at each other, and both wanted to reconsider the assignment of the eighth team.

(End of this chapter)