Arad's Sword

Chapter 395 Mission Settlement
"I didn't expect such a slave fighter to appear in the Tarantula Tribe." Looking at the place where Midi disappeared, Kuid finally let out a long breath, "I remember that about ten years ago, the Salamander Tribe The Ruisen from the same way appeared out of nowhere, and then made the Salamander the strongest tribe in our area."

"Ruisen? That guy is a dragon!" Vogel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, showing a rare look of awe, "How could this white and tender boy with round ears of unknown race be better than the real one?" Dragon?"

The dragon people in the dark region are very different from those in the sky city.

They are so rare that they cannot form a group at all, and can only exist in the form of individuals.

Most of the time, they are the best fighters, the guests of the tribes and even the cities, but sometimes they will be the target of public criticism and ostracized by all races.

But whether they are friends or enemies, these rare dragon people have never disappeared.

Because this is a dark region, it has the legendary inheritance of the dark dragon city, and the real blood of the ancient black dragon is buried in this land.

Therefore, the dragon people here also more or less contain such a ray of power from the ancient dragon.

This makes their individual strength extremely powerful, far surpassing their compatriots in the sky and sea of ​​clouds.

Because of this, the dragon people in the Underdark region are generally referred to as the "Black Dragon Familia".

Even the dark elves, the most powerful race in the Underdark, will inevitably feel a little awe when they are mentioned.

"Let's not talk about that dragonman Ruisen, as long as Brother Kuid heals his wounds and returns to his peak state, he will definitely not be able to match that mere slave fighter!" Vogel said viciously.

"Who knows." Kuyd just shook his head, but a icy coldness flashed in his eyes, "However, in a while, it will be the bonfire gathering of our major tribes, and at that time, sooner or later, we will win with this person minus."

When the warrior of the Blue Snake Tribe secretly regarded Midi as a strong enemy, Midi himself and Zaknafein had already left the Dark Mushroom Forest.

The two still crossed the Fluorescent River all the way, one after the other, and then quickly moved towards the tarantula tribe.

Due to the pursuit of the Direclaw scorpion, the return time was several hours later than the original plan. Fortunately, this time difference is still within the controllable range, so that the two of them will not miss the ranking match.

However, the first thing Midi and Zaknafein had to do was to calculate contribution points.

The two of them brought big bags and small bags, and came to the Presbyterian Church again. This time, they didn't go to the place to pick up the task, but went directly to the liquidation room.

"The materials of the seven-ringed blood python, fangs, snake skin, poison sac...a total of [-] contribution points."

"The materials of the vampire bats, wing membranes, sound sacs...a total of 950 contribution points. There are forty of them in total. There is also a vampire bat king, which counts as [-] contribution points for you."

"The eight-eyed tarantula... is worth four hundred contribution points."

"The colorful toadstool... is worth [-] contribution points."

The mages of the Tarantula Tribe, who were in charge of statistics, counted the harvests of Midi and Zaknafein.

Although they felt that they had seen a lot of rare materials, it was the first time for these dark elf mages to see a large amount of rare materials poured out of the bag like today.

How did these two slave fighters find so much material in a week?

Moreover, there are many terrifying monsters that are quite aggressive, such as the seven-ringed blood python.

Another example is the kind of vampire bats that appear in groups, which is a headache for explorers. If you are not careful, you will fall into a deadly siege.

But these two people managed to settle all these terrifying monsters, and they didn't seem to be injured at all. Isn't this a bit too strong?

Even if the warriors of the Tarantula tribe went out to explore in a team of six after rigorous training, it was impossible to achieve such results!
Originally, although Midi won the first place in the selection, there are still many dark elves who are not optimistic about him.

After all, the selection was carried out in a cave, in other words, in a special environment with "light".Although Midi broke through Mason's psychedelic bullets in the end, it only proved that he had the "skill" to see through phantoms and darkness.

Generally speaking, "skills" cannot be maintained for 24 hours, especially the powerful true vision skills, which may not last for even half an hour.

Therefore, whether a human being lacking night vision ability can survive in the wild in the Underdark for a week is still a question for the warriors of the Tarantula Tribe.

But now, with Midi returning from a mission and bringing so many spoils of war, this question has completely dissipated.

Like Zaknafein, as long as time passes, this human being will surely be able to get rid of his status as a slave fighter and become a real warrior, or even a warrior, of the Tarantula Tribe, right?
Looking at the black-haired human youth meditating calmly at the side, the dark elf mages couldn't help but think so, and there was finally a real admiration in the eyes of each other.

"A total of 190 contribution points." After quite a while, the person in charge of the liquidation room, a middle-aged dark elf, finally gave a number, "According to the usual practice, we can count you as 4000 and [-] contribution points."

Since it is a two-person mission, these contribution points have to be shared equally, with an average of [-] contribution points per person.

To be free requires [-] contribution points, which means that in just five weeks, Midi can directly transform from a slave fighter to a free tribal fighter.

Of course, the premise is that he can maintain the top five in the ranking competition every time, and he can gain so much every time.

But obviously, although this speed seems like flying to others, it is far from enough for Midi who is bound by the death order.

"Take those out too, Zaknafein." Midillo pondered for a moment, then said.

"Okay." Zaknafein didn't say much, just nodded, and then took out a bag from his waist like a magic trick, and threw it in front of the mages.

Midi did the same.

The most precious materials are carried close to the body, and must be in duplicate.

This is not to fear that your companions will take it all, but to avoid any accidents during the battle, so that you can keep at least half of it when you store it separately.

"Damn it, you guys are wasting my time, why didn't you take it out sooner!" The person in charge was taken aback for a moment, then immediately frowned and complained.

Although he was a little surprised that Midi still had stock, the greater workload also gave him a headache.

The liquidation room was not only for slave fighters, but also for the entire Tarantula tribe's missions. The workload was always heavy, and it was inevitable that he would feel dissatisfied.

But after opening the two bags and seeing the contents, the person in charge couldn't complain anymore.

"This is……"

"It's the beast material!"

"I recognized it, this is the material of the Dreadclaw scorpion!"

The dark elf mages all looked at each other, I looked at you, and looked at each other.

Direclaw scorpions, this is the most difficult monster in the Underdark. Their carapace is extremely hard and they have strong magic resistance. To the entanglement of poisonous fog.

Not only that, but its power is also terrifying.

If an adult Dreadclaw scorpion launches a tail swing attack, it can directly knock out a fully armed half giant.

And what's worse, this thing can still jump, and it can jump very high!

It can be said that this is a strong enemy with no weaknesses and very balanced attributes.

Usually, to deal with such a Dreadclaw scorpion, at least five teams, in other words, 30 people, must be dispatched to kill it.

Moreover, once the Direclaw scorpions go berserk, probably nearly half of the 30 people will have to sacrifice.

But now, Midi and Zaknafein, these two people, actually brought down a Dreadclaw scorpion!

What level is this?Not to mention being a tribal warrior, even the number one warrior in the tribe can't do this, right?
"It wasn't the two of us who killed it. We met people from the Blue Snake Tribe on the way, and there was a Blue Snake warrior among them, that Kuyde, about a dozen people, and finally killed this big guy together. Seeing that the dark elf mages had even released their voices, Zaknafein quickly explained.

"I see." The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

He has also heard of that Kuid, who is one of the strongest in the Blue Snake Tribe, an Asura with extremely fierce firepower.

And since the Blue Snake Warriors were present, the team must be quite powerful. Although there were only a dozen of them, with the addition of elites like Midi and Zaknafein, it was possible to kill a Dreadclaw scorpion.

However, the person in charge still couldn't understand why the most essential part of the Dreadclaw scorpion fell into the hands of Midi and Zaknafein?
He was about to continue asking, but a dark elf warrior walked in and ordered Midi and Zaknafein to report to the elders of the Tarantula Tribe immediately.

After all, the mission this time is to "explore the unknown".

Compared with exchanging various rare materials for contribution points, the situation and environment of the Dark Mushroom Forest are the top concerns of the Tarantula Tribe executives.

Only when they nodded, would Midi and Zaknafein complete the task and be eligible for corresponding contribution points.

Soon, under the escort of a group of tarantula warriors, Midi and Zaknafein came to the main hall of the Presbyterian Church.

"Are these the two fighters who completed the exploration of the Dark Mushroom Grove in just one week?" A voice came from the center of the hall.

The one who spoke was the patriarch of the Tarantula Tribe.

(End of this chapter)