Chapter 17 : Nomadic God Set

"Looking at my harvest, Tom laughed out loud and said, 'Actually, practicing in this place is really good, where would we normally find such a dense group of monsters? And with our strength, it's impossible to kill so many high-level foreign beasts under normal circumstances. You guys take a look at Chris again, finding so many good things, we can definitely sell them for a good price, why don't we just practice like this.'"

Leon laughed out loud as well, but his smile froze when he turned his head and saw the anxiety on the faces of the Sarks. His gaze rested on the clan leader and he suddenly asked, "Clan leader, this set of clothes of yours, from what I can see it might be a gold level set, I wonder where it came from? Why are your clansmen so poorly equipped?"

The patriarch sighed and replied, "Actually, our tribe had quite a few skilled craftsmen in the past, but unfortunately they all died in that battle ten years ago. The other items they built were also damaged during the war, and only this suit, the 'Nomadic God's Suit', was made by one of our ancient patriarchs by incorporating his life force into it. After the war ended, this was the only outfit that was preserved intact."

He sighed again, "But actually, this suit isn't complete. When the previous generation's patriarch died in battle, when the fallen warriors were looking after his body, a wild wolf took advantage of the chaos and bit off the fingers of his left hand, and the suit's left ring was lost as a result. If that ring was still there, the power of this set would be even stronger."

As I listened on the sidelines, my heart suddenly stirred, recalling a ring I had once obtained when I killed the Wolf King.

Thinking back carefully, when I first saw the Wolf King, I felt strange, I had never seen a BOSS that didn't have minions nearby. that Wolf King gave me the feeling of being an alien lone wolf. And that piece of grassland, also with the surroundings of the contrast is very big, seems to be from some place to move the scenery.

The ring, could it really have been swallowed by that Wolf King I killed? It can't be that coincidental, right?

I hurriedly removed the ring on my left hand and handed it to the old patriarch: "Look at this ring ..." The old patriarch looked carefully for a while and said in surprise: "This ring is a bit like the one on my right hand!"

The patriarch tried to put the ring on, and suddenly a white light emitted from his finger, illuminating us so much that we had to close our eyes. After the white light disappeared, the system prompted, "'Nomadic God's Left Ring' washed away the 'Curse of Wolf Blood' and restored to its original state!"

Looking at the ring again, the outer layer had fallen off, revealing the magnificent pattern inside, and looking at the splendor, it had clearly turned into a gold level item! At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from the matriarch's body, causing the "death aura" around us to disappear without a trace.

The patriarch was so excited that he was trembling, and the several warriors all cheered and shouted, "The return of the Nomad God! The Nomad God has returned!"

We excitedly urged the Matriarch to show off the new power, and the Matriarch said excitedly, "The extra attributes of the set have appeared: an increase in Spiritual Strength by 10, the automatic generation of an Intermediate Shield, and the four skills of the Nomadic God. I'm only level 40 now, so I can only use the first one: 'Sea of Green'."

With that, the Matriarch stretched his hands into the distance and chanted, "Green of life, cover the entire world!"

In an instant, a turquoise color literally appeared in front of us, and upon closer inspection, it was grass, from the barren land, endless green grass suddenly grew. With the matriarch's feet as the center, the grass surged in all directions like waves, and as soon as all the monsters encountered this grass, they began to stir, as if they were trying to get rid of something. This ordinary grass actually had such a strong effect on them, it was really unexpected.

I thought to myself, "The grass itself is not lethal, but the life force contained in this powerful magic is the opposite of the "Breath of Death" cast by the "Ox-Headed God" and the control spells on the monsters, so the monsters were troubled by the two types of breaths at the same time.

As expected, under the influence of the green grass, many monsters began to leave their original positions and run outward. This meant that the "Ox-Headed Great God" could no longer control them. The first ones to leave the desert were the more intelligent beasts.

The beasts in front of us were getting fewer and fewer, Leon and the others cheered, while I was lost in thought. These green grasses seemed to be driving away the darkness in my heart as well, the green color was like an ocean, hitting the darkness deep inside my heart over and over again, letting me see a great hope!

Just as I was dazed, Leon poked me violently, "Hurry up, the magical beasts have all left, the front is clear, if we don't hurry, the clan leader's mana won't be able to support us for long!"

I hurriedly followed everyone and quickly swooped towards the altar. The patriarch was being carried by two warriors at this time, still casting spells continuously, but beads of sweat had already appeared on his face. The blue sea formed by the green grass had already expanded to its limit and was beginning to appear unstable.

Dozens of meters away from the altar, the patriarch finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his entire body fell onto the back of one of the warriors. The grassland, without the support of the patriarch's magic power, instantly lost its color under the effect of the "breath of death", and all the grasses dried up! The monsters that were already far away from us suddenly let out long whistles and all of them came towards the altar, and everyone's face changed color. Now it was no longer like just now, we could slaughter the monsters one by one, now the monsters were actively attacking us, even if we were all level 50, we would never be able to last more than a few minutes in front of this tidal wave of armies and all sorts of large-scale magic!

We desperately ran towards the altar, the distance of a few dozen meters seemed too long for us. When we finally rushed to the altar, we realized that we couldn't relax yet, because the altar was surrounded by magic shields that possessed powerful defenses!

Leon and the others desperately used their strongest skills to hit the magic shield, the monster's roar was already approaching, we felt the ground shaking violently, I also heard the sound of "Jimmy's" upper and lower teeth fighting desperately, the sky was filled with dark clouds at some point, the atmosphere of horror pressed down on all of us.

At this moment, but I calm down, has just been the life of the green light of hope, how can I be so easily timid!

I touched the oil blocks in the belly of the "Big Belly Demon" from my body, each block was as heavy as a child, I used all my strength and threw them out. I threw them out with all my strength. Three dozen of them scattered in every direction, and then I sent out fireballs.

Each fireball hit the oil block, the oil block quickly melted, grease flow, in front of us ten meters away, soon formed a bright shining "oil pool". The oil surface burning, soon ignited the surrounding dead grass, the fire finally began to spread.

The game console seemed to be facing us players, the wind on the wasteland also increased, more importantly, the wind was blowing in the direction of the monsters! I excitedly used my "Gale Technique" and added a little bit of my own power. As I watched the fire dragons swirl towards the monsters that were rushing up, my red eyes seemed to be filled with the madness of the experience value screen.

The Prairie Fire was truly a terrifying existence that neither man nor beast could resist. Just now, the high-level monsters left early, so the ones rushing ahead now were all low-level monsters. As soon as these monsters entered the sea of fire, they quickly turned into black smoke with a mournful cry. However, there was no experience brush that I expected.

It turned out that since a large number of players had utilized the game's super-reality to come up with the method of setting monsters on fire in order to upgrade in the first few days of the game, the system mastermind quickly made an adjustment: the experience value of monsters that were burned to death by natural fire was not counted on the head of the person who set the fire. Moreover, monsters above the demonic beast level were set to be resistant to natural fire, and magical beast level monsters were simply not afraid of natural fire. Such adjustments also included methods such as "flooding" and "poisoning with drugs". At the same time, monsters that are burned, poisoned, drowned, or dropped to their deaths will not have any items, money, or corpses left behind.

In addition, since "traps" are the favorite of many players, they are still retained, only adjusted to add the durability attribute to traps. When a monster destroys a trap to a certain level, the trap's ability will be reduced or completely disabled, which prevents some people from digging traps in places where monsters are refreshed quickly and frequently and using them all the time, which affects the balance of the game by leveling too fast.

As a result of these fixes, some of the higher level players on the leaderboards have now slowed down their leveling speed considerably.

I quickly noticed this adjustment, especially when I saw the demonic beasts entering the flames with only minor injuries, and knew that the fire wouldn't last long. Looking back, under the efforts of the clan leader and the two warriors, the shield was finally broken, and a stone door on the altar automatically opened, and a tunnel appeared, leading straight into the depths of darkness. As time was running out, we took out our torches and stepped into the tunnel, no longer considering the dangers involved.