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Join the ServerThe appearance of Space Goblin Thieves finally drew a crowd of onlookers.
However, in this bustling commercial district, though they weren’t a common sight, a few waves could be seen every day, so no one was too surprised.
After swiftly dispatching these weak goblins, I pocketed the goblin treasure pouch and hurriedly checked the stats of this priest staff.
[Quality: Blue with a hint of purple]
[Physical Attack: 5]
[Intelligence +60]
[Spirit +85]
[Additional Skill: Fate Colosseum]
This stat spread made my spirits lift! 60 Intelligence and 85 Spirit—not bad at all!
Still, there was a huge gap compared to that ridiculously overpowered max-stat longsword from before. But there was a skill underneath!
Even though dungeon equipment skills have always been unfriendly to me, a personal drop like my own biological daughter should be a bit friendlier, right?
I whispered the skill description, full of anticipation.
“Pulls the caster and another target into the Fate Colosseum for 15 seconds. Cooldown: 30 minutes.”
“After entering the Fate Colosseum, both parties enter an invincible state, stand at opposite ends, and begin rolling dice to compare sizes.”
“If you win the contest, then congratulations—”
Congratulations? What would happen? There had to be a reward! And it should be generous… Maybe winning meant instant kill of the opponent! Very possible!
Damn, a line break at such a crucial moment. I held my breath and continued reading.
“—This means you’re just luckier.”
The atmosphere turned awkward.
I silently tossed this thing into the forge and pressed the decompose button.
[Low-level forge cannot decompose this equipment.]
Can’t even decompose it?! Is there no justice? You can craft it but not decompose it? This thing is just meant to mess with people!
What trash skill! What’s the point of this skill? Compare luck before opening a dungeon chest? Ugh, so infuriating!
In the end, reason prevailed over impulse…
Actually, after calming down, I quickly realized this skill wasn’t completely useless—it could even be called a divine skill.
Fifteen seconds of forced invincibility—that’s a powerful effect. Its purpose is to stall for time, waiting for your core skills to cooldown or for the enemy’s powerful buffs to expire…
It’s just that the skill description was really infuriating!
I held this thing in my hand and examined its shape carefully—even equipment made from the same mold came out in all sorts of bizarre forms. No idea what principle that was.
How should I put it…
This thing looked horrible. The shaft was okay, but the head?
Let me describe it—the top was two orange spherical balls clamping an orange stick.
I couldn’t imagine using this thing to spray white holy light at Yingning…
But I couldn’t find a better weapon in a short time. In the auction house, equipment of the same quality was insanely expensive thanks to unscrupulous merchants, and there was nothing truly good. Plus, I had other gear slots to buy.
So, even at the risk of being electrocuted into charcoal by Yingning, I had to use it for now. However, I wasn’t level 40 yet—I needed to be level 40 to equip it. For now, I could only use the level 35 blue gear I bought from the auction house.
[Please name your creation.]
I tilted my head and thought about it. Using fire-themed names all the time might cause aesthetic fatigue?
Since that’s the case… why not just call it [Frostmourne]? It was both domineering and elegant…
After all, the Lich King wasn’t going to flip his coffin lid and cross over to beat me to death.
Opening the [Goblin’s Advanced Treasure Pouch], I found some name-change scrolls, fine iron, mithril, and a few blue quality magic crystals… Better than nothing, I suppose. Looking back at my crafting career, I’ve already made a good profit, and I’m quite satisfied.
Next, I went to the auction house and swept up some quality blue gear, mostly with decent stats and skills that restore mana or reduce mana consumption…
After all, mana is my weak point. It’s really hard to find a chance to meditate and recover mana while maintaining damage output.
Without wasting more time, it had been 5 hours since Yingning logged off. They would be back online in 7 hours…
In these 7 hours, I had to complete the mission. Because in 7 hours, not only would Yingning and the others come online, but also Sword Sweeping the World and the elite teams of major guilds…
With the previous exploration and these 12 hours of discussion, those elite teams would likely take down the Spider Nest on Hard difficulty right after logging in! Then we would miss the Hard mode first kill! Following that, our Hell mode progression would fall behind…
And we would really be helping the enemy!
I ran back to the Spider Nest and was about to charge into Hard mode when, unexpectedly, a familiar tall figure walked out at just the right moment.
“Hey! We meet again!” Shangui blocked my path, grinning roguishly as he stopped me from entering the dungeon.
This guy could actually recognize me…
I looked down at myself and suddenly understood… Though I was wearing a veil, I had forgotten to change my clothes.
Normally, wearing a veil would be enough to hide my face and avoid a lot of trouble. But when meeting someone I’d met before, it was inevitable to be recognized.
I silently reached my hand toward my head… Though I had hidden my ID, it was still there, and no one could see through it.
Seeing my movement, Shangui felt a chill on his left cheek and quickly cowered, pleading fearfully, “No, no, no! Little sister, don’t take out your ID! I just want to be friends with you!”
It seemed this guy had developed psychological trauma from being hit. Actually, I couldn’t do anything to him now—he wasn’t standing by the swamp, and just robbing had no damage.
“A forced melon isn’t sweet. Even if you add me as a friend, I can just block you—same meaninglessness,” I said coldly, gripping my ID.
Hm? The feel of this ID is a bit off… Oh right, I almost forgot I’m using Oleander’s ID. I applied a name-change scroll after crafting the equipment.
“I know, but this way I can know your name. And once I know your name, with Sword Sweeping the World’s members spread across the entire Adell Continent, I can find you anytime,” Shangui said with a confident smile.
I smiled too. “Shangui, if I’m not mistaken, your status is equal to, or very close to, Jiangu’s.”
“That’s right.” Shangui nodded proudly. “Interested?”
Even as he said this, Shangui felt a hint of disappointment. He thought to himself: ‘Could this be another woman who worships power? As soon as I reveal my status, she’ll throw herself at me.’
His thoughts were written all over his face, but I couldn’t be bothered to argue. “In that case, I hope you understand one thing.”
“What thing?” Shangui asked curiously.
“You’re far from Jiangu.”
Shangui’s face instantly darkened, and his teammates surrounded me.
I seemed to have hit a sore spot for Shangui…
But that was exactly what I wanted.
The air turned cold and murderous. Hostile gazes locked onto me.
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