city ​​of sanctuaries

Chapter 122 Skill Scroll

"Item: Skill Scroll."

"Skill Scroll: Feral Rage."

"Item Description: If the learning conditions are met, the scroll will automatically learn the non-feral violence skill."

"Skill: Feral Rage (LV: 1)"

"Learning requirements: Berserker class."

"Strength: 300"

"Physical Strength: 210"

"Agility: 50"

"Skill Description: Instantly consume 80% of the current blood volume, increase your basic strength by 40%, increase your basic agility by 40%, increase your strength by 100 points, and at the same time increase the damage received by 50%, and receive 5 current HP every 1 seconds % damage (as the skill level increases, various data will change accordingly)."

"Additional explanation: For non-berserker warrior professions to forcibly learn this skill, they need to meet 1.5 times the attribute requirements. For non-warrior professions to forcibly learn this skill, they need to meet three times the basic attribute requirements of the skill."

Seeing this scroll, Fang Tian put him inside it. It seems that the dungeon guard just now used a similar skill.

He has seen with his own eyes how terrifying this skill is, a skill that can increase basic attributes, which may be nothing to others, but for a player like Fang Tian who has opened the full free mode, this is the skill The most powerful place.

He had a hunch that this scroll seemed to fetch a good price.

But it's a pity that this skill is just an ordinary skill, not a soul skill, and the requirement to learn it is too high for Fang Tian, ​​so Fang Tian is not interested in it.

Fang Tian dug out the last item dropped by the dungeon guard.

"Item: Dungeon Key."

"Item Description: Through it, you can open the gate of the dungeon."

It turned out to be a key. After getting this key, Fang Tian also understood that this place should be the secret prison of the Frostwolf Clan, so it was guarded so tightly.

Fang Tian originally thought that something that could restore the blood volume could burst out from the monster, but unfortunately, it didn't.

At this point, he can only continue to walk forward to see what is locked in the prison ahead, and then think of other ways.

Gradually moving forward along the straight passage, Fang Tian leaned against the wall with half of his body, moving forward slowly.

Fang Tian's head was dizzy, and he didn't know how long he could hold on. His eyes gradually opened up. After passing this section of the road, dark cells appeared on the left and right sides of the stone wall in front of him.

Sure enough, this is the secret cell specially used by the Frostwolf Tribe to detain prisoners.

Fang Tian looked inside the first cell on the left.

The cell was pitch black, and it seemed that no one was in it.

Fang Tian was about to continue exploring forward when a cold voice came from his ears.

"Who are you!? Why are you here?"

Fang Tian turned his head, the voice came from the prison in front, and the person trapped in that cell was actually a female elf!
Although she seemed to be covered with a lot of dust, the pointed ears that were unique to the elves still betrayed her identity.

The elf has a slender figure. She sat on the ground barefoot, and the clothes on her body only covered part of it. Her white shoulders were exposed under her long black shawl hair.

"It's human!?" The elf saw Fang Tian, ​​and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "When did humans and orcs get along with each other?"

Fang Tian didn't answer. He was struggling to even walk now. He wanted to save the strength to speak. He held on to the iron rod of the prison and moved to the door of the prison step by step. He used the force from the dungeon guard just now. The captured key opened the cell door.

The elf was stunned when he saw Fang Tian's actions. Seeing the key in Fang Tian's hand that should have appeared on the guard, and seeing his unnaturally hanging right hand, the elf suddenly understood something, opened his eyes and said: "Did you sneak in? Did you hurt your hand?"

The elf stood up from the ground, reached out and grabbed Fang Tian's right hand.

Fang Tian instinctively wanted to resist, but he didn't have any strength in his left hand. After exerting all his strength, he snorted coldly and stumbled into the inside of the prison.

"Don't move!" There was a hint of doubt in Elf's words, she supported Fang Tian, ​​and took his right hand with one hand.

Fang Tian smiled wryly in his heart, facing such an unknown person, he would never let her meet him like this in normal times, but now he has no other choice.

Oops!

Backlash is here again!Fang Tian suddenly felt a piercing pain in his brain, and wave after wave of backlash engulfed his brain.

Fang Tian snorted coldly and passed out directly.

……

When Fang Tian woke up again, he found that he was now inside the prison, lying flat on the ground, and standing in front of him was the elf just now.

"Is it better?" The elf's eyes were still a little cold.

"It's better, but the floor is a bit hard."

Fang Tian replied casually, after waking up, he still felt dizzy, and his right hand still had no strength at all, his body was extremely weak.

Looking at the game data, his blood volume is only the last 5.00%, and there are one or two more negative states, overdrawn and disabled.

Fang Tian supported his body with one hand, trying to get up.

"Don't move, you'd better rest now."

"I don't have time." Fang Tian frowned, and with a sudden effort, he sat up with force.

I took a look at the inside of the prison. In the dark prison, there were no beds, and there were cold rock walls everywhere.

However, there was a small sapling in the corner of the cell, a small sapling growing from the crack under the rock.

What kind of tree is this?Why is there such a sapling in the prison?Fang Tian was slightly curious.

"You're right, we're running out of time." The elf sighed slightly, she stood up, walked barefoot to the green sapling in the prison, and knelt down in front of the sapling.

An obscure elf language was sung from the mouth of the female elf, with an indescribable beauty.

Every elf is a born artist.

Fang Tian listened to the elf's singing, and the feeling was the same as the foreign songs Tang Qian listened to him. Although he couldn't understand, he could still feel the beautiful tune.

After that burst of singing, the saplings on the ground actually emitted a glowing green light, and then, the female elf stopped singing and cupped her hands towards the saplings.

Under Fang Tian's surprised gaze, crystal clear dew slowly seeped from the leaves of the sapling.

(End of this chapter)