Disaster for all: Summoner is so lucky?

Chapter 117
【Magic Missile】

【Type】Weapon

[Damage] 35 (magic)
[Description] Launch a controllable missile
【Rarity level】3
[Introduction] Shhhhhhh!

The mage weapon unpacked from the gold box and other mage weapons must have a lot more lethality, but in Zhu Yi's hands, it is a bit useless. After all, the damage of the detonator is higher than that of most weapons in this period.

【Aquamarine Scepter】

【Type】Weapon

[Damage] 27 (magic)
【Description】Spray a puddle of water
【Rarity level】3
【Introduction】Puff——Puff!

What the hell is going on with this intro?
The Hailan scepter is ridiculed when it is used by other mage players. The main reason is that its attack method is to slap water at the enemy, which is too childish.

But Qi Liang didn't know what happened to this weapon in Zhu Yi's hands.

"Zhu Yi, you try?"

Qi Liang's eyes met Zhu Yi's, and Zhu Yi was also observing this relatively novel weapon, and directly grasped Qi Liang's consciousness.

"Then look at it!"

Zhu Yi took over Hailan's scepter, injected magic power into it and activated his talent at the same time.

I saw a stream of azure water gushing out from the scepter, splashing towards the wall in front.

bang bang bang bang
The waves hit the wall violently, but the wall was not damaged at all.

"This……"

Before the words could be uttered, the water splashed on the wall and the ground, and a large amount of white mist and bubbles appeared on it, as if it was boiling.

Clap—bang!

A large amount of scorching white mist spread into the entire space. Wan Hao and Qi Liang beside Zhu Yi were all flushed by the white mist. They held their breath quickly, but they couldn't stop the burning feeling.

After a while, the white mist dissipated, and the figures of Qi Liang and the others finally reappeared.

"The magic power is injected into the water flow, instead of reacting, the water flow is heated, and it is converted into huge energy to form bubbles, and the burst of the bubbles is to release all the energy!"

Zhu Yi unconsciously raised his voice, which was full of excitement.

He didn't expect to be able to obtain such a powerful weapon in the dungeon. Bubbles and high temperature are both means of attack, and water vapor is the magic escape skill in times of crisis.

"Tsk tsk tsk...you will be able to catch up to one ten-thousandth of me soon..."

With a mean smile on Wan Hao's face, he raised his hand and patted Zhu Yi's generous shoulder.

"Get out!"

Zhu Yi rolled his eyes and ignored Marriott.

"Let's go, my intuition tells me that the real baby is in the next door."

Qi Liang and the three of them all fixed their eyes on the last door.

"fry?"

Zhu Yi pointed to the door and asked tentatively, he also knew that Qi Liang would not continue to use this method.

Sure enough, Qi Liang shook his head, "I'll push it away myself."

Qi Liang didn't dare to use the detonator for fear of hurting the contents.

He slowly approached Qingshimen, Zhu Yi and Wan Hao wanted to follow, but Qi Liang raised his hand to stop him.

The bluestone door seemed extremely heavy, but Qi Liang pushed it open easily with only one hand.

creak
The Qingshi door was slowly pushed open, and the scene inside made Qi Liang and the others gasp.

The scene in front of them was a ruin. In the center of the ruins, there was a huge chair, and around the chair were solid iron tables filled with various equipment and machines, with wires, gears and parts scattered on it.

These machines should be out of place in the dungeon, but here they seem to fit weirdly.

Several people set their eyes on the wide chair at the same time, and from the unanimous gaze of several people, it can be shown that they are right, it is one person.

The wide chair is covered with arm-thin belts, dozens of them.

A short figure was wrapped around the belt, looking like a mummy.

None of the three made any sound, but took out their weapons and slowly approached the figure.

Boom...boom...boom...!
The footsteps of several people were extremely loud in the empty room, but the figure on the chair remained in its original state, like a tattered puppet.

Four skeleton soldiers were summoned by Qi Liang, they stood fearlessly at the front, Qi Liang could no longer tell which skeleton soldier brought the detonator back just now.

The skeleton soldiers rushed up to the chairs like naughty children, jumping up and down, and one of them even stepped on the figure, but the figure still didn't move.

This made the vigilance of several people drop by half.

Qi Liang stepped forward, carefully sizing up the figure in front of him.

The figure was short in stature, his upper body was in dark brown work clothes that were covered with oil stains and dirt, and his lower body was in loose leather overalls. The trouser legs were so long that they almost covered his long leather boots.

A overalls almost covered his whole body, only his two hands and childish face were exposed.

"He... is dead? How can he be so intact?"

Wan Hao looked at the engineer dressing up the man in surprise, and asked with a frown.

"He's not dead...just not alive."

"Isn't it dead if you don't live?"

"Come on! Zhu Yi will give him the whole job!"

Qi Liang greeted, casually pointing to the profile of the figure.

"what?"

Zhu Yi saw the abnormality of the figure at a glance.

This man is not human, or he is a robot.

There was an exposed wire beside his ear, and the circuit board could even be seen through it.

The fact that this man is a robot also proves why he is not rotten.

Zhu Yi squinted his eyes and took off all the clothes of this man, and the precise mechanical parts appeared in front of everyone.

And the scorched black on his chest told everyone the reason for his death.

"He's not dead..."

Zhu Yi stroked his chin and pondered.

"Don't you tell me he just didn't live!"

Wan Hao interrupted, but Zhu Yi stared back. This time he could feel that Zhu Yi was serious.

"I'll try to see if I can fix him, it shouldn't be difficult..."

Zhu Yi asked Qi Liang if it was feasible, but his eyes were still fixed on the robot.

Qi Liang nodded.

Zhu Yi untied the belts one by one, picked up the robot, and placed it on the iron table. The weight of the robot was much lighter than he imagined.

In fact, he is not sure whether he can repair him, after all, he only studies bombs and has little involvement in mechanical aspects, but even so, he is much stronger than Qi Liang and Zhu Yi.

After Zhu Yi put the robot on the iron table, he checked whether there were any tools he needed around.

The tools on the iron table seemed to be complete and varied, but in fact most of them were damaged, some even broke when touched.

After some searching, Zhu Yi managed to find a few usable tools and started the repair work.

For some reason, all the tools present were outdated, but the robot's body was as good as new, with no dirt on it, exuding a metallic luster.

(End of this chapter)