Chapter 364: Let’s Cooperate, Eighteen Massacres

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Dong—

The head of Flame Serpent fell hard to the ground!

Ang— Ang—

The Flame Serpent’s, body which was crucial for survival, was cut down by Lin Jie. The Flame Serpent, which was in the soul state, quickly faded. His soul quickly faded around and dried up like a deflated tire!

The soul-state Flame Serpent struggled and writhed in fear, but that was a wasted effort. A moment later, it disappeared completely in the air with a face full of unwillingness.

The Flame Serpent was dead!

The Three-Headed Serpent had lost 1/3 of its strength!

However, with the death of the Flame Serpent, the Gale Serpent and Ice Serpent were unsealed. Their eyes were suddenly opened and stared at Lin Jie. They opened their mouths, snowstorm, and wind tornado suddenly attacked Lin Jie!

“F*ck, how is it still so powerful!” Lin Jie rolled to avoid the tornado but was still hit by the snowstorm. His Movement Speed was slowed down, not to mention his HP 400+ Mana Damage per second was too hard to bear unless he could find another fragment of the Kiara Beast King Armor, or replace the Lightless Eye.

However, it was all empty talk.

The reason why Lin Jie could cut off the Flame Serpent’s head was that its soul was out of its body. How could a body without a soul resist the sharp edge of the Broken Blade? Unfortunately, the two heads with souls were much harder to deal with.

“Make a profit first!” Lin Jie gritted his teeth, opened the King of Sea’s Scaly Armor, Holy Light Winged Armor, and even Shield of Courage, rushed into the magic array while drinking a Health Potion. He grabbed the items in the array and stuffed them into his bag as if he was a desperado.

“Soul Amethyst, hahaha… Eh? Wasn’t it the size of a butt just now? Why is it as small as an egg now?” Lin Jie grabbed the Soul Amethyst, which he had long wanted, and found that it had shrunk by three quarters! He grabbed the skull next to him. This was the skull of a high-grade Elf, which had the effect of Communication Magic. After using it, the players could increase 10-80 points of Mana-Resistance in 10-30 minutes. Lin Jie had been coveting this skull for a long time. With such a big piece, it could definitely give its best effect!

Lin Jie was at Level 38. According to the formula of attribute levels, 80 points of Mana-Resistance could allow his Mana Defense to double. Even if he faced the serpent again, he would have the power to fight with it.

Ding~

—’You received [Skull of High-Grade Elf]’

[Skull of High-Grade Elf]: Can be used in Potionery and Enchantment. Direct usage can increase 15 points of Mana-Resistance, lasts for 10 minutes.

“15 points only? Flame Serpent, couldn’t you had saved some when you performed the ceremony? At least, save me some booty!” Lin Jie cried without tears, and wanted to revive the Flame Serpent and whip its corpse several times!

Crushing the skull, the power was attached to Lin Jie’s body. Although it was not as powerful as he expected, it still reduced the snowstorm’s damage from 400 to 320, and it gave Lin Jie more time to defend.

The items in the magic array, whether the equipment, materials, potions, or any other items, were all smaller in size now! Only 25% of the original was left, which made Lin Jie feel like weeping, but he had no tears.

Unexpectedly, he had a new finding in the magic array.

There was a player.

Yes, there was a player in the magic array! And this player, unexpectedly, was Lin Jie’s archenemy, the one he wished to kill fast—Eighteen Massacres! At this time, his hands were chained behind his back, the mouth was blocked, and he was kneeling in the magic array.

Lin Jie stared at him. “Eighteen Massacres? You’re being used as a ritual material? I really have to praise your loyalty to the Dark Shrine!”

“Woo! Woo!” Eighteen Massacres struggled angrily, and sounds came from his mouth.

“Hehe, actually, I’m very curious, which idiot blocked your mouth? Doesn’t he know that players can send private messages?” Lin Jie laughed and stared at Eighteen Massacres with interest. “Hey, what do you want to say? I’ll enable the friend request now, so let’s talk in private. But I warn you not to scold, or I’ll kill you in a minute.”

Ding~

—’Eighteen Massacres sent you a friend request.’

“Demon Robe! I want to kill Demon Robe!” yelled Eighteen Massacres. “Help me kill Demon Robe! This son of a b*tch, he gave me to the Three-Headed Serpent! He offered me, the Advanced Believer of Blood Sub-Shrine, as a sacrifice in exchange for the chance to meet the Shrine Master. Ahahahaha, I’ve never been so humiliated, help me kill him!”

Lin Jie could not help laughing, with pity in his eyes. “Eighteen Massacres, do you think I’ll help you?”

“I… You will, you will. Lone Wolf, we are not enemies, never. You and I are both profit-driven people. We can cooperate. Help me kill Demon Robe, and I can provide you some information about the Three Alliances. As your Brotherhood wants to control the City of Light, your biggest enemy is Baili Xuanyuan. I can give you information!” Eighteen Massacres used everything he could to lure Lin Jie. “And I swear, I’ll never cast my eyes on Broken Blade! My Kingdom of Glory can even become Brotherhood’s subsidiary. How about this?”

Lin Jie sneered. He slapped Eighteen Massacres’ face and said while looking down from a height, “Give me information? Become a subsidiary? Cooperate? Such a grand plan. I’ll accept your offer when you’re on your heyday. But now, do you think you’re qualified to cooperate with me? Your guild is a heap of loose sand. After one month, the mainstream level of players will reach Level 40, and you’ll lose the Dark Shrine’s powerful early game advantage. But I can give you a choice: from now on, you’ll remain with the Three Alliances. But in fact, you’ll be my spy. Do you understand?”

Eighteen Massacres was stunned. “You want me to go undercover for you?”

“Yes, no one is better than you, because you’re too easily lured by interest, aren’t ya?” Lin Jie said calmly, “When you complete the tasks I give you, I’ll help you recover your strength, and even improve it. What’s your purpose this time? The Dark Holy Water? I’ll tell you that it’s already in my pocket. If you agree with my conditions, I’ll help you to recover your level and improve your strength. How? If you do a great job, I can give you a piece of your share after I wipe out the Three Alliances.”

“Okay!” Eighteen Massacres agreed. “Unchain me.”

“Don’t rush, don’t rush. Come, I’ll work out a secret contract. Let’s sign it first.” Lin Jie grinned. He could not trust Eighteen Massacres easily. They were just cooperating for benefits, each taking what they needed. Hence, they must be bound by a contract.

The content of the contract was very simple. The two of them would cooperate on friendly terms and exchange benefits. Eighteen Massacres would provide Lin Jie with information on the Three Alliances, and Lin Jie must restore his level and equipment. In case of any breach, the Lord God of the system would enforce the law and directly put the party in breach in prison for two months.

Two months were enough for a player to become useless.

“Okay, I’ll sign it!” Eighteen Massacres did not look at the punishment and signed directly. He looked up and said, “Lone Wolf, our enemy is the same now. Unchain me.”

Lin Jie cut off the chains behind Eighteen Massacres and coldly said, “You don’t have to give me any information now, and I don’t trust the information you give me. But I need you to do one thing. Go to the Blood Sub-Shrine and tell the Blood Tyrant that the body of King of Blood is in the Mesosaprobic Shrine. You don’t need to know the reason, just follow my orders. As for the promise I gave you, it will be carried out.”

Eighteen Massacres swallowed. “Ok.”

He took the Blood Token and teleported back to the Blood Sub-Shrine.

‘It’s the most interesting to ask a favor from a tiger.’ Lin Jie looked at Eighteen Massacres’ figure and smiled coldly. Unlike Eighteen Massacres, although The Heavenly Shield had been domineering at the beginning, he could be used as long as benefits were given. However, Eighteen Massacres was a real poisonous snake. If one did not pay attention, he would bite.

However, if this viper was well used, it could also give Baili Xuanyuan a fatal blow!

As Lin Jie was recruiting Eighteen Massacres, the Ice Serpent and Gale Serpent became completely angry. They opened their mouths, and a piece of pyramid-shaped ice cone, with a length and height of eight meters, came out! Following that was a howling gust of wind!

The gust of wind seemingly carried snow with it, and the snow flew. In a romance anime, this was supposed to be a beautiful scene, but for Lin Jie, the scene unfolded as one of doomsday! The reason? The wind was not carrying snow, but ice!

The ice cone had shattered in pieces, and the ice dregs were going for Lin Jie’s face!

If he was hit by this, he would die!

“Dark Chaotic Hole!” Lin Jie could not help but use his last move. He cast the Dark Chaotic Hole to nullify the ice dregs attack temporarily. Then, he drank a Health Potion, turned his hand, and a large number of random teleportation scrolls fell into his hands.

They were the Random Teleportation Scrolls he had snatched from Eighteen Massacres.

“Teleportation!”

Lin Jie’s figure flashed and teleported to the front of the Dark Chaotic Hole. The ice dregs all over the sky appeared right in front of him!

‘How can I be so unlucky? Even if I did not teleport to other maps, how could I have teleported to only 2 meters away?’

“Teleportation!”

Lin Jie’s figure flashed again, and this time, he teleported to the feet of the serpent. The serpent was overjoyed and raised its feet aimed at Lin Jie.

“Teleportation!”

“Teleportation!”

“Teleportation!”

…

Lin Jie’s figure appeared around the shrine. If Eighteen Massacres, presently in the Bloo Sub-Shrine, knew it, he would laugh out loud. Finally, he had for once succeeded in torturing Lin Jie!

After more than 70 teleportations, Lin Jie finally got to the right place—the gate. He went out, avoided the serpent’s attack, and heaved a big sigh of relief.

Glancing at the scrolls, Lin Jie smashed them to the ground angrily.

“Eighteen Massacres, you almost killed me!”