"Task Target: Deep Space Rider (Dead)"

"You have obtained the B-level skill [mirror clone]."

"Mirror clone: ​​Summon a mirror clone with one-half of the strength of the user, and you can control them through your autonomous consciousness."

“Cooldown: 24 hours.”

"Note: This is just a B-level skill, don't expect too much. If you want to achieve better results, you have to work harder."

"Hmm? I've done it?"

Hearing the system's prompts, Cheng Hai in the audience raised the corner of his mouth.

It was difficult to get the information of the Purgatory Assassin from the insect demon, so he naturally couldn't bear to rot it to death in his stomach.

The death of the insect demon was his move.

I remember when he was young, the dean once told him: Be careful of strangers when going out alone, and don’t let them pat your shoulders, otherwise they will be stunned by them and taken into the car to take them away.

This sentence is also applicable to the little bug's hands.

But Cheng Hai used not to use the drug on the shoulders of the insect demon, but to curse medicine powder.

Yesterday, when he was making those fake tokens with bad luck, he also refined the remaining disaster energy into medicine powder. Although it was only a few grams, according to Cheng Hai's own assessment, the power of this concentrated doom is probably no less than that of a missile.

In order to do this quietly, he chose the most insensitive carapace of insects and sealed the curse with the power of frost. The restrained frost will not invade the skin, and it will not emit much coldness, which is difficult to detect. And when the insect demon escapes alone and the surrounding temperature continues to erode the power of frost, the power of the curse will gradually be released.

However, this method also requires controlling the dosage of medicine to avoid being discovered by the insect demon, and it cannot be allowed to attack too early, and it will erupt when the insect demon has not left the downtown area.

So Cheng Hai's original plan was to create some movement and let Chu Lin, who was following in the dark, find his place.

But unexpectedly, the insect demon invited him to smoke, so he gave him double happiness through his frost fire.

Otherwise, what is it said that smoking is harmful to health?

The insect demon felt so good that he felt so happy.

"It's just this skill..."

The soul fire in Cheng Hai's eyes thundered for a moment.

Looking at the instructions given by the system and comparing the effects of the insect demon, it is simply a difference between a seller show and a buyer show.

But if you think about it carefully, you will feel relieved.

The reason why the insect demons constantly summon clones is that in addition to his talented skills, his physical quality is poor and his offensive destructiveness is also relatively single.

It is also B-level. If Lin Hong was distracted at that time, he had attacked thousands of tentacles of the alienated werewolf, then it would not be as simple as leaking his neck artery.

If a clone created by him is stronger and the consumption will be much greater. Even if there is no 24-hour cooling limit, it is probably not possible to be used too many times in a short period of time.

As for the level B skill that is emphasized, it is because he is in the divine descending.

If he can directly create a super A-level clone when he starts the S-level divine descending, the effect will be obviously beyond the rules.

As the strength of the original body becomes stronger, the 50% bonus of the clone's strength should decrease. At level A, it may only be 40%, level S, and even lower. But in general, the overall strength of the clone will still be stronger than that of the lower level.

However, if you understand the principle, you can learn from it. The second half of the skill prompt made him work harder, and it also implies that this spell has room for improvement.

When he has time, he and the Eye of Taboo were thinking about improving it, and perhaps he had the opportunity to improve the effect of the spell to level A.

The skeleton beside him gradually smiled unrestrainedly, which made Regis unable to help but ask, "What's wrong? Suddenly he was so happy?"

"Ah, I saw something interesting." Cheng Hai recovered and smiled.

I have to say that his current look is really funny to smile.

"What interesting thing?"

"Here."

Cheng Hai looked at a place in the audience.

A demon was wearing a wide leather cloak, revealing only a pair of huge horns. He walked into the audience, and two demons were whispering not far away, looking at him from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Regis said in confusion.

Hell is full of all kinds of private fights, and many battles on the arena are actually caused by disputes among the audience.

"That's our purgatory person, right?" Cheng Hai asked.

The troops brought by Nessaly are relatively unified. Except for the special ones of the top leaders, they are mainly the races such as the Berserker, the Nas Demon, the Blood Demon and the Skeleton.

And the guy hiding in the leather cloak is probably a Flode...

It is also a big breed that can compete with the Berserker Demon.

"It looks like yes." Regis nodded.

"It seems that the people here are really unpopular."

He said that, Cheng Hai's eyes were very interesting.

The world is bustling, and it is all for profit.

As a temporary mercenary, the commission of the Purgatory Assassin is actually higher than that of the regular army. If the demons find out, they will definitely be dissatisfied.

Conflict is also common sense.

Sure enough, as soon as the Frode sat down, a terror came to him and said maliciously: "I am also a Guangduo native, so we may be fellow villagers."

He could see the bad intentions in the eyes of the terror demon at a glance. Naturally, Flo Demon would not give him a good face and said coldly.

“fa    you.”

When the terror demon heard this, he was too lazy to beat around the bush. He punched a stone table and said angrily: "fa    you, leather man! Do you dare to fight me!"

"Oh……"

Flomo sneered, gave up the idea of ​​watching the fight, and stood up and wanted to leave.

Exposing your strength at will is the most annoying thing for people in Purgatory.

However, the horror was deeply resentful, so he would not let him leave like this. He grabbed his shoulder and said angrily: "Ah! Stand up well! I want to kill you, ah!"

Click!

Flode clenched his fists, and a sound came from his knuckles. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Our purgatory demons only kill, not fight."

"Ha! This is exactly what I want!" The terror showed his fangs.

"Okay! Come on!"

Fromo pulled off his cloak and revealed his strong body. His body was covered with black hair, his claws were strong, and his feet were hoofs, which looked like an upright bull demon.

Without too much nonsense, the two found an empty arena and started the most primitive hand-to-hand combat. After a while, the scream of a "Yeah, ahhh" came from the man who was "Yeah, ahhh".

"So I'm very curious, is your ban on killing still effective?" Cheng Hai said leaning against the back of the chair.

"It's at least a little bit of help." Regis refused.

"Your remuneration seems a bit difficult to get. You have to fight outside and be careful of it inside." Cheng Hai said sarcastically, thinking about something.

Originally, he also planned to use the taboo of purgatory as an excuse, but he might not be able to bear it if he really wanted to be a gangster who was as arrogant as the terror.

At this moment, the blood demon Drake, who had disappeared for a while, appeared in their sight again.
Chapter completed!