Rain of mutation.
It is both a disaster and a gift. Many desperate people would be willing to be caught in the rain.
If you are lucky, you can live with strange mutations and have abilities similar to those of a warlock. There may be some physical changes, but they are not serious. Even if it's a little deformed, it's actually worth it compared to the power gained.
A few people even gain the ability to move in the dark.
This and the mutation brought about by darkness are two different concepts. If you are eroded by darkness, you will lose your mind and your body will break into various monsters, full of aggression.
The Rain of Mutations is completely random. It's like speeding up natural evolution itself.
Wu Hui had thought about using this thing, maybe it would allow humans to gain some new life form and survive in the darkness. But this thing is still too uncontrollable.
Let’s classify it as the same backup route as those of the Dark Faction.
This rain is falling with the whole world.
But some places may be thinner, and some places may be more abundant.
At the headquarters of the New Sun Sect, Lewis stood on the eaves and looked up at the rain: "Is this the last blessing from the God of Life, or another vicious curse?"
In the Highland Dominion, Duquesne took off his hood and walked in the rain, quite unscrupulously. As if embracing something beautiful.
"For a lifeless world, any change is good. Anyway, it can't be worse. Can it?"
"It is uncontrollable, and the risks and benefits are difficult to calculate. Let's put it as a backup plan." In the camp, Wu Hui looked at the rain calmly and began to think about how to deal with the situation in front of him.
Undead are unaffected by Rain of Mutation. So they will seize the upper hand during this period.
Of course, members of the old church were not afraid of death and could fight against their opponents in the rain, but this was also a matter of great loss.
So I have to join forces with the old days and the people from the Highland Dominion. If the dead souls were not restricted, no one would be able to mix.
I don’t know how long this rain will last. According to records, the duration of the rain of mutation is different each time.
Sometimes it's just a few minutes, sometimes it's a few hours or a few days.
It is said that the rain lasted for a full year and four months when it first appeared. So the people of the Dark Ages had many deformed people and mutants, and many, many warlocks. In terms of individual combat effectiveness, it is actually stronger than when the sun was still there.
The rain didn't last long, but it stopped after half a day.
But half a day was enough for the Dead Soul Sect to gain a considerable advantage in the city. The city gates were controlled, the granaries in the city were controlled, and there were black knights wandering at several important intersections.
Hailey looked tired. Because the black knight's life will continue to pass away, she must replenish each knight in time.
Does the noble blue-blooded lich actually do such a miserable job?
Alas, but it really wouldn’t work here without me. Hundreds of black knights, well, after stepping on the altar of the Church of the Old Age, only twenty or thirty are estimated to be left.
It doesn't matter, it's just a puppet without consciousness.
Vincent, Captain, and others who have fought alongside Lucas are surrounded by the power of the Death Armor.
Deep and terrifying.
His eyes were so empty.
So the one who is most anxious to take action is actually Lucas. But Wu Hui told him there was no point. Ever since they drank the death potion, the Blackstone Knights were all hopeless.
If you want revenge, look for the Dead Soul Sect and Mr. City Lord.
But my own strength is not enough.
"Did you just go soak in the rain of mutation?" Wu Hui asked, looking at Lucas, whose hair was a little wet.
Lucas nodded quite calmly: "Yes."
There are not only traces of rain on his body, but also quite powerful life force. In fact, the stronger the person, the smaller the probability of mutating when exposed to rain. As long as no deformity occurs, it is considered a complete profit.
"How much stronger have you become?" Wu Hui would not interfere with other people's choices in this regard. Anyway, the benefits and risks are borne by Lucas himself.
For the entire camp, this is not a big deal.
"Probably, um... I can't tell. But if I were to fight against my past self, I would definitely win." Lucas held the standard sword from the Blackstone Knights Scouting Group and felt that his strength, agility, and physical strength had all been improved. Considerable growth.
The gift of life is in no way inferior to the so-called control of death.
"I found the best craftsmen and made you a set of armor." Wu Hui said to Lucas, "Remember to put it on and get used to it recently."
Lucas always felt that armor hindered his fighting. This time Wu Hui gave him a set of high-quality light armor. Theoretically, it increases defense without affecting movement.
A set of black armor.
Blackstone City is named after Blackstone because it produces a black magic ore that can be refined into black gold. Of course, the ore has been mined almost over the years, otherwise the city lord would have been able to survive for a while by relying on trade.
"Okay, okay." Lucas put on the armor.
At the joint meeting in the wilderness camp, Wu Hui announced his decision and explained the plan.
Cordell helped by saying a few words. At Wu Hui's level, he often feels that he has explained clearly, but others get stuck in some places that he thinks are very simple and require no explanation.
Only Cordel was present who could fully follow Wu Hui's ideas and help him translate them into words that people could understand.
This is a skill. Wu Hui really can't compare to Cordell in terms of down-to-earthness. Perhaps this little boy wanted to communicate with his peers, so there was nothing difficult to understand in his speech.
"In other words, now we have to join forces with the Highlanders and the Old Church to deal with the city lord controlled by the Dead Soul Sect?" a camp owner concluded.
Wu Hui: "Yes."
"It's done. The city lord and we usually cooperate a lot, but now he has been killed by the Dead Soul Sect. We should avenge him." Another camp owner directly shouted a slogan.
Others nodded.
Of course, the one who spoke in the first place was arranged by Wu Hui. He is now very skilled in using this little trick.
When someone in the team may disagree with you, give priority to those close to you when asking for advice. Of course, if you already know everyone's tendencies and they won't change, then feel free to ask.
Management and interpersonal relationships are not Wu Hui's strengths. But he still learned quickly.
That's what smart people are like. If possible, Wu Hui would still prefer to be an assistant and helper who makes suggestions, without having to bear the lives and futures of everyone under his command.
But no that option was left to him now.
It's time to act.
Wu Hui completed the mobilization and found a slogan. Start marching on the land where the rain has not completely evaporated.
Of course, after the rain stops, the water no longer has any special effect. You can even drink it directly, as if it had just been purified by light.
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