The king of fighters in the elf world

Chapter 152 Exploring the Dead Forest

Almost 10 minutes or so.

The side effects of the headache had completely dissipated, and Qingshi let out a long sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, just looking at the memory contained in the slate on the death board, there will be such a big side effect.

But then again.

In the scene in memory, the weird sacrificial ceremony, the four large stone tablets carved with blood, and the bloody pyramid.

It gave Qingshi the feeling that all this happened in real life.

The sense of reality and the depressive feeling conveyed in the scene are not like purely fictional scenes.

"Is that the former spirit world? What happened to turn a world full of life into a paradise with ghosts."

"Wait, is the content in the picture I saw related to the changes in the spirit world!"

Suddenly, Qingshi remembered something.

That is, is it because the changes in the spiritual world brought about a world-class crisis to those human beings that I saw before, that they finally adopted such a bloody and extreme sacrifice ceremony as a last chance to save themselves.

The more I think about it, the more likely this guess is. Tens of thousands of people committed suicide at the same time. If it wasn't for the most urgent moment, how could everyone make up their minds.

It's a pity that for some unknown reason, these people failed in their final struggle, and the spirit world finally became what it is now.

Qingshi secretly sighed, and then planned to stand up.

suddenly.

Qingshi seemed to see something frightening, his pupils trembled!
"My hand, what's going on!"

His hands actually became flickering, turning transparent for a while, and returning to their original appearance for a while, just like the body of a ghost, switching between solid and virtual bodies all the time.

But the strange thing is that I can clearly feel and control my hands, which is no different from before, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed the problem until this time.

Qingshi seemed to think of something, and immediately checked the properties panel.

Special Attack: 81
Good guy, this fucking special attack has increased again!
From the beginning of the body temperature change, Qingshi understood that the activation of the ghost attribute of his body was closely related to the value of the special attack attribute.

Needless to say, the ghosting of both hands is probably related to the special attack attribute value.

then.

Under the worried eyes of the little Kabimon, Qingshi got up and walked towards the death board.

Under the dazed eyes of the god of death, he reached out and touched the black line on the stone slab!

Ah!
So what if it hurts!
So what if the side effects are big!
As long as you can quickly brush up the special attack attribute value, you can activate your own ghost attribute in advance.

What kind of ghost wears the body, what kind of horrible memory, just come!

Who loves who is not a man!

Even if it only increases the special attack attribute value by 1 point each time, Qingshi can accept sleeping with the death board every day, and will never let go until the end without prostitution!
"Ah~"

Under the gaze of several pairs of curious eyes.

Qingshi withdrew his hand, looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

It's a pity that the black lines on Reaper's body faltered, proving that Reaper's board is indeed not a man.

This method of infinite brushing of attribute values ​​is obviously impossible to achieve.

Touching the black line this time, there was no reaction other than a cold feeling, and it did not pull the bluestone into the memory of the slate again.

It seems that this method is one-time, you can only watch it once, and you can't replay it!

"Woo~ (Master, what are you doing? Is this mating?)"

"No, don't talk about mating anymore, it's impossible between us!" Qingshi ruthlessly refused, "I'm just looking at the description above, now I'm ready, we're ready to go."

"Huh? (Where are we going?)"

"Check out this dead forest first, and find a safer campsite!"

Speaking of this, Qingshi couldn't help complaining in his heart.

The Reaper's Coffin family in the area of ​​the cemetery is really a house, lying in the territory and sleeping every day, for so many years, this Reaper's board has never been out, and even the dead forest next to the cemetery is not clear about the situation.

Qingshi couldn't believe that there wasn't even a ghost elf in such a dry forest.

It may be luck that I didn't meet you last night, but luck can't always pay attention to yourself. After that, you still need to find a safer camp. It is very important to have a fixed safe point for rest and supplementation.

With the current temporary camp as the center, Qingshi chose a northward direction to advance.

In order to avoid getting lost in this huge dry forest, along the way, he used a machete to leave marks on the surrounding dry tree trunks from time to time.

After walking for almost an hour, I still haven't walked out of the dry forest.

The surrounding scenery is always the same.

Presumably this dry forest must have been a dense forest before it became the current spirit world.

It's just strange that after such a long time, these dead trees are still standing here without being weathered.

But at this time, Qingshi suddenly stopped.

"Little Snorkel, did you hear that?"

"Kach! (Like a baby cry!)"

The little snobbies smelled the scent and immediately confirmed that they had encountered wild elves.

Qingshi calmly said: "Everyone is on alert, follow me slowly!"

Led by him, they walked towards the direction of the crying little by little.

Soon, Qingshi saw the second group of elves in this world.

At a distance of five or six dead trees, about 30 meters away, there is a different dead tree with a touch of green on its branches.

And around this dead tree, there are more than a dozen young saplings. The sound of crying like a baby just now came from these young saplings.

Rotten wood demon, little wood spirit!
Qingshi finally knew what kind of elves this dead forest was.

After observing for a while, Qingshi suddenly frowned.

"It's strange, these little wood spirits and rotten wood demons don't seem to be in a state of rampage. They obviously have self-awareness. Could it be that they also dug a hole and buried them to hide?"

Seeing that the strongest rotten wood demon is no more than the strength of seniors and juniors.

Qingshi immediately asked: "Little Kabimon, are there any other elves around?"

"Kaqi! (No more, all I smell is this.)"

"Okay! Then let's go!"

Hearing the desired answer, Qingshi narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately gave the order.

By arresting these conscious elves, wouldn't they be able to ask the answers they wanted?
As usual, everyone strengthened a wave, and then A went up.

This time, due to mental calculations or unintentional calculations, the team added a senior peak-level death board, which was much simpler than the previous battle in the cemetery.

These spirits with grass ghost attributes are attacked by the flame fist of Qingshi and the little Kabimon, and the mad dance and fighting skills of the death board.

In just one minute, the battle was easily resolved under the circumstances of crushing strength.

After that, it's about throwing away the Poké Ball.

By the way, Qingshi also tested a wave of qualifications, only a small wood spirit and a dead wood demon have just reached the excellent level qualifications, and the rest of the qualifications are average.

Qingshi put away the last elf ball, and ordered to the little Kirby: "Little Kirby, go and restrain the surroundings! I'll ask this rotten wood demon."

Followed by.

The rotten wood demon that had just been beaten into a circle was released from the elf ball.

(End of this chapter)