Chapter 115 Attack of Fingart
"So, your tribe still has two high-level magic stones and dozens of intermediate magic stones?" When Richard heard the news, he was immediately overjoyed, but to be on the safe side, he decided again confirmed.
"Yes, Master. But the high-level magic stones and the intermediate magic stones are now being kept by Dibu. Although I am not sure of the specific storage location, it should be in Dibu's own stilt house or in the sacrificial hall. Yes." Fingart replied respectfully.
Richard clenched his hands and felt excited in his heart. It seemed that his return was very promising.
Now that Fingart has surrendered, as long as he can find a way to kill Dib, he will naturally be able to push Fingat to the top, thereby taking over the dominance of the entire murloc tribe. He can easily get what he wants. Advanced magic stones and intermediate magic stones.
"Master, there is another piece of information that I think I should let you know. The black tide that occurs once a month in the Gray Fern Wilderness is about to come. Now that the tribe does not have enough blood food, it is very likely that the three-headed snake god library in the Darkwater Lake will not be available. With the protection of Myra, by then, the tribe may be directly destroyed by the black tide." Fingart said worriedly.
"Black tide?" Richard was stunned after hearing this.
Immediately let Fingart explain what the black tide is.
Soon, Richard's face turned livid, and he finally understood what Kuroshio meant, and because of the lack of information, he almost kept killing monsters in the wild, enjoying himself and not thinking about Shu.
If he waits for the dark tide to come, he will most likely die without a burial place.
The Black Tide is the abbreviation of the Dark Beast Tide. At a specific time, a large number of monsters will emerge from the depths of the Gray Fern Wilderness and attack the surroundings. If a force does not have the strength of a formal wizard or above, it is impossible to survive in the Black Tide. survived.
The fish-man tribe has always relied on offering sacrifices to the three-headed snake god Kumera to obtain this monster's protection.
When the black tide hits the murloc tribe, it will be affected by the aura of the three-headed snake god Kumera and automatically avoid the murloc tribe protected by the aura of the three-headed snake god Kumera.
But the premise is that the monthly blood food sacrifice must satisfy the three-headed snake god Kumera, otherwise, the three-headed snake god Kumera will get angry and even eat the fish-men directly.
It has happened before that a small tribe did not provide enough blood food, and as a result, the three-headed snake god Kumera directly devoured the entire tribe.
After listening to Fingart's description, Richard paced back and forth, thinking about this issue. Isn't this three-headed snake equivalent to the Darkwater Lake version of Cthulhu.
Now, he has no ability to resist the black tide, let alone the three-headed snake god Kumera.
It seems that he must speed up the progress. According to Fingart's judgment, the Kuroshio still has about seven or eight days.
In this case, today or tomorrow, find a way to kill Dib, quickly promote Fingart, and then summon the murloc hunting team. With his help, can we hunt enough blood food on time and sacrifice it to the three-headed snake god? Kumera, thus allowing the murloc tribe to gain its protection in the dark tide.
The three-headed snake god Kumera, according to Fingart's description, although its specific strength is unknown, is definitely an existence that surpasses a first-level wizard. At the same time, it is also the overlord of the entire vast dark water lake.
The surrounding tribes, large and small, rely on the dark water lake to survive, and they all need to prepare tributes and offer sacrifices to Kumera every month.
According to Richard's estimation, the three-headed snake god Kumaila should be at least a monster with the same combat power as a first-level peak wizard or even a second-level wizard. It is not something that Richard can currently compete with. Therefore, he can only follow The original method of the fishman tribe was to prepare tributes that satisfied them.
At this moment, the Soul-Eating Demonic Spider is sucking the souls of each fish-man warrior. The souls of ordinary warriors are fed back to Richard, which is just pure spiritual power as thick as a hair, and the soul energy that can improve his qualifications is less. It's simply negligible.
The feeling given to Richard was like smoking a cigarette.
But after smoking dozens of them, the little things add up, and the feeling is still very good.
When the soul-eating spider began to devour the souls of the double-sword fish-man warriors, the feedback became much stronger. A wisp of spiritual power the size of the ring finger, mixed with a trace of soul energy, fed back to Richard's spiritual sea, allowing Richard to have A little bit of ecstasy.
Finally, when the soul-eating spider began to devour the soul of the high-level fish-man warrior named Gru, it fed back to Richard a thumb-sized amount of mental power, plus a wisp of soul energy, which immediately made Richard feel comfortable. Had to narrow his eyes.
Richard felt as if his whole body, limbs and bones were soaked in a kind of nutrient solution, constantly receiving nourishment.
After a long time, Richard called up the panel and checked the attributes.
[Attributes]: Strength 4.6, Agility 4.8, Constitution 4.5, Spirit 14.5.
In the past few days, Richard's mental power has been growing at a super high speed. It has now reached 14.5 standard units. This is mainly due to the master level. Rodrigo's meditation method, and the Soul-Eating Spider's feedback after these few battles.
Every time, in addition to feeding back a large amount of spiritual power from the Soul-Eating Spider, what Richard valued most was the trace of pure soul energy mixed in it.
Judging from my own feelings, this trace of pure soul energy is the legendary key to improving the qualifications of a wizard.
Although the amount each time is unusually small, if accurately measured, it may only be an improvement at the percentile level in decimals, but if it is gathered together, ten times, it is an improvement at the tenth level, and after a hundred times, the improvement to Richard's wizard With improved qualifications, it can be close to single digits.
Therefore, Richard has reason to believe that he drank the red shock mixture passed down from ancient times, and his improvement speed may not be as fast as his own now!
According to the current momentum, in seven or eight days, his total mental power may be close to the limit of 20 points. As long as he crosses it, he will have entered the threshold of the third-level wizard apprentice.
Because the school's assessment requirements for third-level wizard apprentices are four zero-level witchcraft at the proficiency level, plus a total of more than twenty standard units of mental power.
Richard has already achieved the requirement of four zero-level witchcraft at the master level. The summoned skeleton at the master level, the dark element shield at the master level, the Grasp of Shadow at the master level, and the slowness technique at the master level are not counted as spiritual. Guidance is an auxiliary zero-level witchcraft.
Thinking of this, the corner of Richard's mouth curled up.
From this point of view, if I can successfully return to the school this time, not only can I directly participate in the promotion assessment of the second-level wizard apprentice, but if I want to, I can continue to participate in the promotion assessment of the third-level wizard apprentice!
Pulling his thoughts back, Richard glanced at Fingart and saw the fish-man prophet disciple looking at him anxiously, waiting for his decision.
Richard smiled and said: "Since we still have to hunt for blood, the warriors of the tribe are very precious. Therefore, it is best for us to let Dibu disappear alone, don't you think so, Fingart?" "
Wisdom Master, your decision is so wise!" Fingart's fish eyes lit up and he quickly agreed.
This is actually what he has in mind. After all, the stronger the tribe becomes, the more interesting it will be for him, the future supreme leader of the tribe.
If his murloc tribe was killed by the current owner, it would be meaningless for the tribal prophet who was the proud commander to do so.
"If we successfully kill Dibu and the remaining three senior fish-man warriors, Fingart, can you control them?" Richard glanced at his fish-man servant and asked.
As his first servant, if he can be promoted to the position of prophet of the fish-men tribe, it will not only be of great benefit to Richard himself, but also make his servants be dedicated to working for him in the future. Why? It's not fun to do it.
"It's absolutely no problem. As long as Dib dies, I will be the highest-ranking person in the tribe." Fingart looked happy and bowed and assured, "And with the help of adults, I believe that the tribe will have no problem gathering enough blood food for this month. ."
"Fingart, when you go back this time, you will take the huge carcass of the shell-backed octopus with you, and so on." After Richard made some plans, he explained in detail how Fingart would implement the plan. Basically, Richard would let the soul-eating demon spider possess the senior fish-man warrior Gru, and help Fingart drag the huge back-shell octopus corpse back to the fish-man tribe.
Although the ordinary fishmen warriors have suffered all losses, if there are large monsters such as the back-shell octopus as a harvest, the merits and demerits will basically be equal to each other, but Dib will definitely seize the opportunity to attack Fingart, and then in the afternoon
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Murloc tribe.
Inside a spacious stilt house.
A bunch of high-level officials from the blind fishman tribe were there.
"Fingart, although you successfully found out the reason why the fishman team disappeared this time, and also killed large monsters such as the Octopus, but the tribesmen you brought were all wiped out. You have an unshirkable responsibility for this!" Dib scolded with a sad look on his face.
"Dieter, this time it's a back-shell octopus" Fingart's face turned red and he was about to defend himself.
"Shut up! Ever since the last time the teacher led a large number of elites from the tribe to follow the night elves to the surface, no news has been sent back. Now every warrior in the tribe is our most precious resource." Seeing that Fingart wanted to refute, Bu immediately interrupted him.
In fact, although Dibu looked extremely sad, as if he was heartbroken for the dead tribal warriors, he was happy in his heart, and secretly thought: "Now that the tribe has a gap in blood food, there is a gap in the back-shell octopus." The corpse, the basic problem is not big.
And Fingart made such a fatal mistake and was caught by himself.
Now, it is no longer possible for him to compete with himself for the position of tribal prophet.
It can be said that his current situation It's great!"
At this time, Dib noticed that Gru, who had been silent since he came back, but his close confidant Gru, who was standing next to him, slowly stepped forward, as if he had something important to report to him.
"Gru, what's the matter?" Before, Dib specially arranged for his close confidant Gru to accompany him. The purpose was to monitor Fingart at all times to prevent the other party from making a great contribution.
"Pfft!" Dibu never expected that the answer he was waiting for would be a fatal blow from his henchman.
Gru was seen holding a sharp fish bone dagger, and he pierced Dib's chest directly, and that position was where the fishman's heart was.
"Stop!"
"Gru, are you crazy?"
A group of high-level fishmen quickly gathered around and yelled.
Dibu's protruding fish eyes were staring at the calm-faced Gru at this moment, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and he said intermittently: "You, why..." He
vomited blood in large mouths, causing Dibu to ask After all, he didn't finish asking, and he died as soon as his head dropped!
A top warrior in the fish-men tribe who was equivalent to a third-level human wizard apprentice died just like that.
Before Dib died, he couldn't figure out why his close friend Gru suddenly assassinated him without any warning!
"Gru, what are you doing, you traitor!" Fingart pretended to be shocked and angry, and immediately used a zero-level witchcraft, water arrow.
I saw a thick water arrow, which suddenly penetrated the chest of Gru controlled by the Soul-eating Demon Spider at high speed.
Gru was "killed" immediately!
At this time, after a period of confusion, the senior fishmen in this stilt house unanimously elected Fingart as the only candidate for the tribe's prophet, and he took office immediately.
Following Richard's instructions, Fingart placed Dib's body and Gru's body in the same stilt house, with his followers guarding the door.
The Soul-Eating Spider slowly crawled out of Gru's mouth and entered Dib's body.
At this moment, Richard, who was next to the camp, was in a state of ecstasy again!
After the soul-eating spider devoured Dibu, the soul of this person, who was equivalent to a third-level human wizard apprentice, fed back to Richard an unusually pure spiritual power. At the same time, it was also accompanied by several strands of pure soul energy, and the effect was completely different. Worse than the time with the brain-eating monster.
At the same time, there were also fragments of memories that Dib experienced during his lifetime, many of which interested Richard very much.
After a long time, Richard couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
That night.
The entrance to the fishman tribe camp.
Fingart was waiting anxiously at the door with a few fishmen he trusted.
According to Richard's previous arrangement, after Fingart took control of the entire murloc tribe, Richard would enter the murloc tribe that night.
After a while, a man in black robes whose face was obscured by a hood was invited into the fishman tribe camp by Fingart with great respect.
In the prophet's exclusive luxurious stilt house, Fingart said respectfully: "Master, according to your plan, I have now successfully served as the tribe's prophet. These are the high-level magic stones you want, two in total, and another forty Two intermediate magic stones."
Fingart bent down and presented a black box to Richard.
"Well done, Fingart." Richard took the black box and felt happy in his heart.
After looking at the high-level magic stones and putting them away carefully, Richard took twenty more intermediate magic stones and returned the remaining intermediate magic stones and the black box to Fingart.
In Fingart's surprised eyes, Richard said slowly: "Fingart, I will not catch all the fish. As a prophet of the blind fishman tribe, you often need to use intermediate magic stones, not to mention some large-scale transactions. You gave me the magic stone, which will make other members of your tribe dissatisfied and even suspicious."
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