Nero on the side stretched out his claws and prepared for battle.
As for Hunyuan, he also wanted to use heavy crossbow arrows, although it was probably not necessary.
Bao'er put the entire pan into the holy water, and then scooped out almost all the holy water.
It can be clearly seen that the energy in the holy water is slowly dissipating.
This is probably because of the pan.
It seems that it is probably not possible to store the holy water in a container such as a water bottle. It must be a bottle that contains magic potions that can suppress the dissipation of energy.
In the future, I think I should remember not to throw bottles around. After all, it's not good to hit flowers and plants.
Seeing that Bao'er had installed the pan and was already in position.
Lin Yun also released his camp weapon against the giant sword behind his back.
Whether it's good or lawful, it doesn't matter, just enchantment in the end.
But at this moment, the scream of the thing startled Lin Yun and the others, and they saw the dwarf turn around. Both of its eyeballs had rotted away, and two dots of blue light were flickering. He was wearing a tattered holy robe, and the dry and rotting flesh underneath exuded the stench of the dead.
This is why Lin Yun finally released the effects of camp weapons.
No matter how weak this guy's sensing ability is.
Lin Yun and others will still wake up each other when they release the wave of camp weapons, just like shining a flashlight on WITCH in the dark night.
It's just that Bao'er's speed is a bit fast.
Wasn't she scared?
Should we say that this is the so-called innocent heart?
Faced with this guy's surprise, even though Lin Yun had expected that this guy would suddenly wake up, his reaction was still a little slow.
Like flying wind, Bao'er ran directly to the dwarf, and then slammed his arm like a trebuchet.
But Bao'er didn't notice that there was a stone pier surrounding her with a torch, so. . . . . The poor pan was smashed on it all at once, not only was all the holy water lost, but even. . . .
"My frying pan." Lin Yun let out a scream that made the listener sad and the listener shed tears.
I saw that Lin Yun's pan was directly discounted by Bao'er's brute force and turned into a strange shape.
"It's over." Hunyuan covered his eyes, feeling a little blind.
"Is this the legendary critical moment when the chain is dropped?" Nero complained endlessly, but he quickly stepped forward and came to a distance of about 3 meters around the dwarf. He stretched out his claws and grabbed him.
The dark blue claws caught the dwarf who was off guard, and because of his height, the huge claws grabbed his head at once, giving people the impression that they were trying to kill his head. A pinching feeling.
Although the feeling is similar.
The dwarf was furious, shouting the same curse in Common, "God, betray me, die. God, betray me, die."
Nero subconsciously replied, "Why did your god betray you...Forget it, it seems you don't want to consult me on religion."
"God, betray me, die."
This miserable undead seems to have only this kind of intelligence.
Constantly repeating the last resentment of his life.
Under such resentment, what he greeted was.
"Sorry, you can say goodbye." Lin Yun came directly to Nero's side.
Under the effect of the blade force, Lin Yun's attack range is the same as Nero's.
Therefore, Lin Yun suddenly pulled out his giant sword and said, "Rapid Current Attack."
There was another shining stream of light, but under the illumination of the weapons of the good camp, Lin Yun's giant sword became gleaming with golden light.
"D20+5+1+1-1=25, heavy hit."
"D20+5+1+1-1=17, confirm the critical hit."
"3D6+D6+D6+7+3=33X2=66."
Accompanied by a whistling sound, Nero's ghost hand then passed through, and the dwarf was cut into two halves from the Tianling Cap in the middle.
The monster's mouth opened and closed to say something, but in the end he just sighed and then stopped moving.
A heavy hit can only be triggered when a 20 is rolled when attacking, or it can be triggered by some special weapons, such as a 19 or more for a giant sword or a 18 or more for a scimitar.
Under normal circumstances, this is equivalent to hitting a weak point, or a super state burst. Lin Yun's is 19, so it can only be said to be a super state burst.
If it is 20, theoretically speaking, as long as it is within the attack range, it can hit 100%, provided that it can hit.
For example, some ghosts can pass through directly with ordinary weapons.
However, this is only a possibility, and the subsequent confirmation blow is the result of manufacturing.
Because it is also possible that when hitting a weak point, the enemy turns slightly and fails to completely hit the weak point.
Generally speaking, this confirmation critical hit only needs to exceed the opponent's AC.
And depending on the weapon, the critical multiplier is different, such as three times for a giant ax and four times for a musket.
However, those require 20 to hit critically, unless there is a feat like Mastery Critical, which increases the range of critical hits.
"Huh." The first hard blow gave Lin Yun a very sour feeling. It was too strong, as if he had taken a stimulant.
But soon, when Lin Yun's perspective began to shift, the smile he had just smiled instantly collapsed.
"Ahhhh, my pan." Coming to Bao'er's side, Lin Yun felt like crying without tears when looking at the body of the poor pan.
"After I go back, I'll buy you another one. Well, I'll buy you a mithril one." Looking at Lin Yun's look, Bao'er seemed a little embarrassed. It's rare that he didn't look so cute. .
"There's no need for mithril. It's such a waste of resources." Lin Yun sighed. He was not the kind of person who wanted to save face and get the most expensive things.
The mithril pan is really not necessary.
Pan 1 gold coin.
Mithril Pan 101 gold coins.
"Okay, although this dwarf has become Xiukuva, this is Torag's temple after all. It's better to take him out of the temple and bury him." Lin Yun stood up again.
"Buried, buried." When the word buried was mentioned, Bao'er seemed to turn on a magical switch, and his whole person became energetic.
She grabbed the two dwarf bones, the ones without much flesh, and prepared to go out.
"Wait, wait." At this moment, Hunyuan on the side said, "Don't forget to search."
"Oh, yes." Bao'er also reacted.
Without any sense of awe, he groped around on the dwarf's body and soon found two bottles of red potion and a ring.
"Oh, a magic ring?" Lin Yun picked up the ring with an expectant look.
"D20+5=22, Spell identification check successful."
only. . . . . Although it was said to be successful, Lin Yun got the answer.
"What are you thinking about? There is a magic ring in a place like this." Nero on the side said dumbfounded.
Yes, this thing is just an ordinary ring, although it has some value.
"Two bottles of medicine for treating minor injuries and a ring worth 125 gold coins can be considered normal income." Hunyuan glanced at it and said.
"Okay, so what should we do now? If we clean up a little here, we can make a relatively safe base and let those behind us take a rest." Lin Yun suggested.
"Dante, just after I buried this guy, a voice appeared in my mind and told me that as long as we clean up this place, we can borrow the altar here and just pray a little. We have a 24-hour blessing technique." Bao'er, who had just gone out not long ago, ran back and said.
"Huh? Is there such a good thing?" Lin Yun blinked.
"That's great," Nero said with a smile.
"It seems that we can only rest here for a while today, so I will call them over now." Hunyuan said directly, regardless of whether they were dirty or not.
"It's almost done." Lin Yun calculated the time and nodded.
The Patriarch's speech began at noon.
And that long speech took at least dozens of minutes.
Then there's a series of outbursts, fights, things falling out.
Although it all happened very quickly, by the time the few remaining guys were found, almost half an hour had passed.
Then it took about an hour to come to this temple.
It's almost 3 to 4 pm now.
Clean up the temple a little more and then perform the consecration ceremony.
Well, it's already evening.
Obviously, compared to finding a place to sleep in a tunnel, a temple like the Dwarf's, which is full of tough guy style and is known for its stability and quality, can be said to be very safe.
Under the "command" of Hunyuan's raven, the old, weak, sick and disabled in the back row also stepped forward.
With mutual support from the elf mage, Annevia limped in, "Is this... Torag's temple? It looked familiar just now, and I almost couldn't think of it for a moment. stand up."
Comelia glanced at it with a bit of disdain in her eyes, "Yes, but it seems to have been abandoned for a long time."
It can be seen that Comelia does not seem to believe in God very much, and then she seems to have a sense of mysophobia and does not really want to come into contact with the dirty elf mage and Anivea.
"Oh, that's it." But for some reason, Anivea looked sad.
Even Lin Yun, who didn't know much about women's hearts, could see the depressed look on the woman's face.
At this time, a psychiatrist may need to appear, "What's wrong with you, ma'am?"
"It's nothing, it's just...my leg started to hurt again, even worse than before. This useless leg." Anivea patted her broken leg with some annoyance, and then said.
"Regarding this, since we are going to take a rest, maybe it would be better for us to allocate spells to treat minor injuries before taking a break. Mr. Aravashnai, you also need some treatment." Lin Yun said.
"Although we are now divided into two teams to improve efficiency, I think it is better to let these slow-down guys take their time. Comelia and I are not injured, so we might as well go out with you directly. "At this time, Holgers disliked Anivea again.
It can be clearly felt that although his personality may originally like to complain or be harsh to others, she seems to have a certain kind of hostility towards Annevia.
