Magic Tech’s Lair

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Cao Yan came in and saw the proceeds of the theft, carried by the power of the fake system, floating in the air.

The first one is an ordinary tall stone. It is black and has a smooth surface. It looks a bit like black crystal, and the body is full of dense and grotesque writing.

"The texts of the Guertes ... don't know any of them," Cao Yan muttered.

"The inscription records the history and partial heritage of the Guertes, as well as several ethnic secrets. If the host is anxious to watch, they can exchange Guerts for 20 points." The fake system reminded.

With Cao Yan's current mentality, learning a language is very easy. You can learn Elte when you go out and consult related books in ancient languages. There is no need to consume points.

It is not necessary to read the content recorded on the stone tablet now.

The second item obtained from the box was a black mage robe, floating in midair, exuding a hint of black gas.

The third thing is the most weird, a slender object somewhat like a knife. It is also black, with a strange arc shape, with a length of five or six meters, standing up in the air.

The fourth piece is a piece of black cloth.

"I only took three things. Why did four appear here?" Cao Yan remembered very well, only three things came across in the box.

"That black cloth was wrapped around the ribs," the fake system said.

"Rib, is this a rib?" Cao Yan looked at the "strange knife" that was five or six meters long.

"Well, this is the rib of death. Of course, the so-called death is just the title of the Guertes." The fake system said.

"So the mission of the spaceship is to extract the gene of this rib?"

"Yes."

"What is that magic box? Now that the mission has been completed, should you be responsible for answering the fake system?"

Cao Yan was standing next to the four items, and could feel the breath of these things, which made people feel shocked for a while. Somehow he thought of death, his courage was a little bit smaller, and I was afraid to urinate.

"The box of death is a deity. The ancients are dedicated to the gods. They put the highest **** they believe in, the thing that the **** of death has left in the world."

The false system said: "In the shrine is the weapon and crown of the **** of death. The staff and remains of the first-generation emperor of the race, as well as the inscriptions of the racial heritage, also known as the stone of hell, and the robe of the **** of death. There is also the guardian beast of the **** of death. Bones, etc. "

The false system said the same thing, Cao Yan was a pity in his heart.

There are a lot of things in the shrine. It's a pity, so I took out three kinds of them, only four of them were ribs.

"The stele I took out is a legacy inscription?"

Cao Yan asked, "What is this rib, and this black robe is the robe of death?"

"The rib is the weapon of the **** of death—the sickle of the **** of death. In the legend of the Elts, this hand-held weapon of the **** of death carries the mana of the **** of death and is a powerful weapon made by the **** of death by removing one of his ribs."

The fake system said: "Host can try to touch the Death Scythe and send mental power into it."

Cao Yan was curious about the things that only appeared in these myths and legends, and walked over to them.

The change came when he touched the ribbed ribs and sent mental energy into them.

A thick black air machine quickly stretched out at the front of the ribs, forming a huge blade with a length of more than two meters, thin and light like cicada wings.

On the sickle grip (ribs) of nearly six meters in length, symbolic inscriptions emerge, all of which are semiotics corresponding to death and end.

Cao Yan just felt the numbness of the palms of his hands just by touching this rib, and a cold air ran from the heel to the lower back, and quickly released the hand that touched the rib.

Cao Yan frowned. It seemed that none of the things he obtained this time could be used.

"Death Scythe requires special methods and blood veins to control. If the host wants to use it, they can redeem relevant blood vein medicines for 500 points. However, as a human, taking non-human blood vein medicines has some side effects. One day each month, the body will Long scales, and negative desires can invade the mind, you must find a female vent.

Fortunately, the host has two waitresses, um, and Wang Li. This kind of side effect should be well resolved. "

"You go, you know you don't have a good idea."

Cao Yan glanced again at the death robe, dark and faint, as if there was some mysterious power.

Since it is a robe, Taohua and Dai Huanyu may be able to wear it.

Cao Yan thought for a while: "Fake system, what kind of existence is the **** of death believed by the Guertes? Has he really appeared in a certain historical period in the green jungle world?"

"Every form of life is so powerful that it is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it can be called a god. The **** of death, believed by the Elts, is a powerful special life that did appear in the ancient times of the green jungle world.

The thing in the shrine is the real thing with the highest value of this death **** rib. The remaining items were manufactured by the ancient emperors in the name of the gods in order to maintain their power and prove that they are the rulers of the earth chosen by God. "

Fake system: "But these fake things also took a lot of thought and are quite precious. Among them, the Death Robe is a rare Warcraft that uses magical dark defense and excellent conductivity. It is made by secret methods. Yes, the black cloth wrapped in the sickle of death is the remainder of the robe. "

Cao Yan nodded, and then rumored that Taohua and Dai Huanyu would come in and share the spoils.

"Look at who can use these things." Cao Yan said.

After the two waitresses entered the spacecraft, they were surprised that Cao Yan suddenly made so many weird things. After walking around a few things, Dai Huanyu gave up first: "These things carry strong elements of death, and they are not compatible with my magic. I ca n’t use them.

Taohua's magical power is mainly through the code as a medium, there is no magic hedging problem, it should be able to wear that robe. "

Taohua said aloud, raised his hand to bear a spiritual mark, and fell on the robe.

The robe instantly turned into a black mist, which instantly shattered the original robe of her master, fell on her, and automatically adjusted the shrink size to fit the body.

Taohua sensed the robe and said: "I just can wear it, it seems to have other functions, but I still can't use it now ~ www.readwn.com ~ Dai Huanyu's eyes lightly asked:" Boss, these Where did you get things from? "

Cao Yan explained briefly.

The confidentiality agreement signed in the secret library has no restrictive effect on the coercion. The fake system can easily remove the limitation of the confidentiality agreement on Cao Yan. Therefore, there is no problem in talking about this cargo to his attendants.

After that, Cao Yan entered the spaceship's practice room to practice, while Taohua and Dai Huanyu each had something to do and left.

When Cao Yan came out of the practice room, he took the Death Scythe, the remaining black cloth, and the stele into a beast-catcher ball, and returned to the green jungle world.

As for another reward for completing the task, the body-enhancing potion, Cao Yan was not in a hurry to take it.

For the next two days, he and other members of the association participated in the process of opening the box. In fact, he really wanted to find an opportunity to open the magic box again, but unfortunately there were always people around him and he didn't find the right time.

In the evening two days later, in the secret library, all the staff involved in deciphering the magic box gathered.

Just two minutes ago, Ji Qianshan had successfully opened the magic box according to the results of the crowd's deduction.

At this moment someone was touching a certain organ of the secret library, and the ground remembered a slight sound of mechanical operation, slowly sinking, exposing a descending ladder.

Cao Yan was a little surprised: the building of the association's headquarters was really exquisite.

The crowd followed Ji Qianshan down the stairs and entered the space on the lower level of the secret library.

This floor is extraordinarily spacious, and Ji Qianshan is obviously preparing to take out the contents of the magic box here.

Although he has passed the fake system and knows what most of the objects in the box are, Cao Yan is still interested and wants to see for himself.

Without much delay, Ji Qianshan took the first item out of the magic box.

Cao Yan narrowed his eyes for a moment.