Moaning without disease, the third person of the "gospel", ranking fourteenth in the global heavenly list, is a well-deserved god-level figure.

As a thaumaturgist, he has a special skill [Jewel Wheel], which allows him to learn and use the skills of other legal professions, which makes many players exclaim against the sky. He acts in a high-profile manner, and always likes to put on a show when he appears, so he is known as "Flash". He is recognized as the best god in the whole "Qiankun" to disarm the combat state (to put it simply, he is good at escaping). The clothes he wears are accused of being tasteless, and coupled with his reputation for liking to run away, his popularity is not as good as those lower-ranking gods.

He was so emotional that no one could guess what was going on in his mind. He always acts according to his own preferences, and he is not very sociable (although the great gods only act according to their preferences), but he does not care. Overall, his popularity and influence are extremely inconsistent with the rankings.

In the "Doomsday Confrontation", he moaned and defended the "Key Mountain" of the Iron Rope Mountain Range, and died after holding on for three hours and 40 minutes, at level 72.

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After returning from the Hongyi Martial Arts Museum, the first thing Qingyi did was to sit at his desk, find a pen and paper, and write down a few big words: How to bring down the Sicilian Express. After picking up the title, he took a deep breath and wrote, wrote, and wrote without stopping, and within five minutes he had written a few pages. He turned the page to the back again, and used up the back as well, and then he stopped. For some reason, writing this thing is the same as writing a graduation thesis, and the writing is quite smooth, like divine help.

"I'm in a much better mood." He said to Frankie.

Put on your helmet and go online. A raven of Silence flew in, with letters strapped to its paws. The letter was sent by the gossip leader, and it read: If there is something, return quickly.

So Qingyi wrote on the back of the letter: "Come to the palace to find me." He sat down comfortably and roughly guessed what the other man meant. He couldn't help but feel that he seemed to be getting smarter, and his brain was spinning quickly, perhaps forced out by the recent trade war.

The speed of the Bagua Sect Master was so fast, he appeared in front of Qing Yi in less than half a minute. Usually he always picks his ears very leisurely, but today he has beads of sweat on his forehead, and he looks quite eager: "Do you know that this year's competitive competition has accepted pre-registration?" ”

Without waiting for Qingyi to say, "I know", the gossip sect leader pounced, grabbed him by the shoulder, and shouted: "Hurry up and knock down Astant, I want to get the artifact!" ”

Haha, sure enough.

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At the beginning, foreign gods such as the White Night Streamer entered the territory of the "Gospel......

The first person of the "Gospel" personally took action and killed all the foreign gods who came to make trouble except for the White Night Streamer (including the martial arts master Tianxing Sword of "Huaxia"), causing a big mess on the global rankings. The White Night Streamer was forced to flee in the territory of the "Gospel", and was driven like a rabbit by the gods of the "Gospel". And the great gods who were killed gathered the great gods of their own server and went to the "gospel" to have a duel with them.

Yu Qingfeng and Mengduanguanhe, who had been inactive for three days, jointly posted on the forum, asking the gods of various countries to restrain their emotions and not to act before the competitive competition came, which would lead to a downgrade.

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Competitive competitions test the combat effectiveness of each player, and the elements closely related to combat effectiveness include level, equipment, skills, etc., so whenever a competitive competition starts, the price of equipment with better grades will be speculated. The purple outfits that used to be put on the auction house and no one cared about have become more popular after the price has risen.

The same is true of the great gods, so the golden partner of the "gospel" said that everyone must not fall down. For the great gods, each level of loss exposes more flaws, although they are still invincible in the eyes of ordinary players. And at the level of the great god, it is difficult to improve the combat power with a purple suit, and you must focus on the dark gold suit or artifact. No, the gossip sect leader begged for the artifact to come, he had already obtained the "Colorless Blade", and then he got the "Dark Crosshair" and "Light Silk String", and he could construct the artifact.

Qingyi shrugged: "I want to too, big brother, the problem is that I still have to take care of the blood elves." "If he waves his troops to attack Yastant now, putting aside international public opinion, his troops will definitely be consumed at all, and how will he help the battle for Gillie Villa next? If the Dusk Empire does not participate in the war, how can the Blood Elves be the opponent of the Bald Eagle? If he insists on attacking Astant, the Bagua Sect Master may be able to get the artifact before March, but the Blood Elves are determined to be wiped out after March.

"Yes." The gossip sect leader let go of Qingyi, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn, there's no way, remember to call me next time you fight Yastante." ”

"Aren't you afraid of those archers?"

"I'm afraid I can't help it, for the sake of the artifact!" The Gossip Sect Master sighed: "What's this called, I'm actually going to a country with two heroic archers." ”

"Why don't I give you the 'dark crosshair' first?" Qingyi said that he was going to summon the little brother and unload the equipment.

The Bagua Sect Master waved his hand: "No, before the three pieces of equipment are combined, the 'dark crosshair' can only be used by crossbow archers or crossbow cavalry." Forget it, I'll go find the treasure bag and get some props. ”

"You're here~~~!" Before the disease-free moaner arrived, the iconic voice came from the hallway. He threw his cane, strode with a snap, appeared at the door like a guard of honor, and then took off his hat exaggeratedly and saluted, his eyes flashed with blue light: "If you stay for a long time, won't it be broken ~~~ blocked?" ”

"Just go, just go." The gossip sect leader was like a national leader, and patted Qingyi on the shoulder very kindly: "Hurry up and give me a strong army." If you need anything, just say it, and I will definitely help if I can. Let's go! ”

Qingyi couldn't cry or laugh, and only nodded. The gossip sect leader was relieved, stepped out of the room, and disappeared in an instant.

Greeting and moaning again, Qingyi realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Why do you have blue light in your eyes?" Isn't it ...... [Soul Eye]? ”

"Ding-dong, that's right! ~~~ So I can see through the building and find ~~~ to you accurately! He moaned and imitated the sound of a quiz game, snapped his fingers, and laughed very happily.

[Jewel Wheel] - Soul Magic, [Soul Eye]!

"Ah, it's so rebellious." In the face of such a scene, Qingyi searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he could only use this word to express his feelings.

According to the speculation of the emperors, the effect of the [Jewel Wheel] should be: in the absence of the magic specialization of the system, the magic can be learned and used, the magic power can be converted into the elements required for casting spells in proportion, and the number of skills is unlimited; You can learn combo skills (compound magic); If you can't learn powerful skills and joint skills, you can only choose a weakened version of the general skills in these two situations; Unable to learn martial arts, unable to learn racial talents, unable to learn skills other than those required for [Specialization]; The learning requirement is to use the spell a certain number of times while in combat or to study the spell yourself.

Even with limitations, this skill is quite perverted. Ordinary magicians need to equip a magic book when they need to use additional magic, but Disease-free Moaning does not need a magic book and is more bullish than others. If you want to find the best example of "one trick to eat all over the world", moaning without disease is the way to go.

"By the way, why are you now ~~~ online? Don't you usually show up at night? Innocent moaned and asked.

"I wasn't feeling well today and asked my boss for leave. How many skills have you learned lately? Qingyi asked with a smile. The competition is about to be held, and this is quite a big matter, even thaumaturgists who have always been out of the way are not exempt from vulgarity, and they have to hurry up and study.

"It's only a few. There are many necromantic creatures~~~ are skeleton soldiers, and few learn soul magic. I also begged the three ~~~ old guys on the World Tree, but unfortunately they ignored me. By the way, you also put ~~~ a few magic, adult beauty, right? ”

"How can those three open up their skills for you to steal learning." Qingyi said, opening the [Starry Night Gate]. The space behind him fluctuated, tearing open a crack that was three meters high from top to bottom, at first as a black line, and then expanded into a pitch-black doorway. The stars inside the door were shining, and the wavelengths shot out as quickly as pulse rays, making the back of people's necks numb, as if the soul also sensed it.

"Thank you!" The thaumaturgist immediately conjured a chair, sat down, and scratched his staff on the ground, the tip of which flowed with silver light. After drawing out the box, he shook his hand and shook out many gray-black pieces of the puzzle. His face was a little wrong, he picked up the fragment and looked at it, and sighed: "No, this skill of yours requires not only [Soul Specialization], but also the profession of Necromantic King." He was so disappointed that he couldn't speak lightly.

"Ah, sorry, sorry." Qingyi forgot about this stubble. "Starry Night Gate" and "Despicable Blood" are both abilities unique to the Necromantic King, and should not belong to the scope of [Gem Roulette]. "Let's come one by one, don't worry."

[Soul Vortex]! In the Optical Flow, the thaumaturgist first exclaimed, "That's cool! ~~~" and then frowned: "The field is not a common skill, I can't learn it...... If I can learn the field, no legal professional can count on beating me. ”

"Isn't the domain something that comes naturally as long as the department has reached a certain level of specialization? No other requirements, right? "Qingyi has made up for the knowledge of the field, so there is this question.

"The realm is the ultimate skill that gathers the Magister's life's work, and it is the basis for spellcasting equivalent to [Mastery], and I can't learn it." Moaning and depressed, he took out a piece of cookie, recovered his spirit after eating, and said with his eyebrows: "Keep going, don't waste ~~~ time!" ”

[Soul Force Field]! It stands to reason that the skills of this home class belong to the same realm as the field, so thaumaturgists cannot learn them. However, under the operation of Teacher Dever, the [Soul Force Field] has successively fused [Soul Eye] and [Soul Counterattack], so thaumaturgists can learn [Soul Counterattack]. He used spiritual magic to attack Qingyi with great interest, inducing counterattacks again and again, and when he was almost done, he broke away from the [Soul Force Field] and put together the puzzle again. This time, he shook his hand, and he was finally able to shake out the shards that shimmered with a charming gem luster, and he couldn't help but be happy.

Qingyi stood by curiously and watched. The pieces of the puzzle are all blue, symbolizing the "soul". Under Rufei's fingers, the puzzle slowly revealed its full picture, and Qingyi recognized that this was the skill icon of [Soul Counterattack].

The moment the puzzle was completed, the thaumaturgist jumped for joy: "It's done, oh hoo!" ”

Qingyi applauded, and Quan celebrated as the other party. He thought to himself, "Why don't we fight?" ”

"Well, well! I'm in a good mood ~~~ now, so I'll play with you! The thaumaturgist smiled.

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(I worked late last night and wrote in a hurry, so the previous chapter may not have been expressed enough)

(On July 19, it felt like I had already written 1,900 words, and I could have written 3,000 words with a little more effort.) God, let the month be over quickly)