Chapter 806: Chapter 603: Huh? Where’s My Gear? (Part 3)
Under a misty brilliance, his figure shrank and transford into the appearance of an elf.
He walked towards the spot where the Demon Lord had died, where Demacia was heh-heh laughing while picking up the equipnt dropped by the Demon Lord, unhard.
Seeing Jiang Shang approach, he casually tossed the Demon Lord’s greatsword into his own Space Ring, then said:
“Let’s split the loot evenly… You got the kill, so the main equipnt is mine.”
Jiang Shang nodded, showing his understanding.
Although there was a 90% penalty, the contribution of killing a Demon Lord still gave Jiang Shang a slight thrill, so he didn’t mind about the demon’s dropped gear.
The equipnt of this Demon Lord wasn’t particularly good, and it wasn’t suitable for him anyway.
“By the way, what did you yell at the Demon Lord just now? How co as soon as you opened your mouth, he went crazy?”
Jiang Shang asked curiously.
Demacia had a smug look on his face and chuckled:
“Heh heh, just greeted his whole family in the demon language.”
Jiang Shang: …
“When did you learn the demon language?”
“Oh, just that one phrase, learned it from a black market rchant, works like a charm to draw aggro in boss fights in the Demon Maze, even Old A would get angry.”
Jiang Shang: …
“You’re really sothing…”
He looked at Demacia with a strange expression.
“Enough talk, let’s keep farming.”
He made a quick comnt and Jiang Shang took out his Magic Wand and started hunting other demons.
The transformation skill needed to cool down, so now he could only indulge with Druid skills.
anwhile, Demacia gleefully picked up the equipnt, laughing heartily as he continued rampaging among the demons…
…
As ti went on, the battle on the battlefield gradually ca to an end.
After the sixth Demon Lord was drowned in the players’ magic, the last and most powerful Demon Lord finally chose to retreat.
With a low, angry roar, he disappeared into the darkness with the remnants of the Demon Army…
The abyssal power slowly faded away.
A cheer echoed across the ravaged battlefield.
Sparkles of light flickered once more on the battlefield as golden arrays appeared beneath the Chosen Ones’ feet.
They emitted a brilliant glow, then turned into particles of light, disappearing from the mine.
The Chosen Ones vanished.
The demons disappeared too.
Only the excited dwarven team and the gradually dimming Life Goddess Statue were left behind.
“We won… we really won…”
Watching his cheering clansn, Tonglu was ecstatic.
He turned to look at the Life Goddess Statue, which still had strands of light flowing through it, and his expression was elated:
“Your Holiness the Pope, it’s working! We just need to summon the Chosen Ones a few more tis, and we’ll definitely be able to suppress and seal it!”
He spoke with so emotion:
“These Elf Chosen Ones are true warriors! It’s just… I don’t know how many died fighting the demons just now, seeing them fall one by one, I felt a bit ashad.”
Upon hearing this, the expression of the Dwarf Pope was a bit strange.
He glanced at Tonglu, opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
He glanced deeper into the mine, cleared his throat, and said:
“Let’s return to rest first. After we replenish the sacrifices, we’ll head deeper and summon the Chosen Ones again!”
“Understood!”
Tonglu said solemnly.
After speaking, he began to call his clansn to clean up the battlefield.
Primarily to gather the bodies of their clansn and the dropped equipnt of the demons.
The demon equipnt still had its rits.
Although the dwarves didn’t favor it, many materials could be used as high-quality raw materials after purification.
However, when Tonglu looked around, he was a bit stunned.
“Hmm?”
“Where’s the equipnt?”
The battlefield was empty.
The equipnt, the demon corpses… everything was gone.
Even the bodies of the fallen Dwarf Warriors had been stripped of their armor and weapons, leaving only their inner clothing.
Tonglu: …
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