Black Island, South Coast.

Sunset dusk.

At this time, in front of the white sandy beach, the waves were undulating and beating on the sandy beach.

The Lord of the Mist, who had woken up, held Feng Qi with one hand and looked at the hundreds of field weak alliance warriors gathered in front of him with cold eyes.

In his heart, he had already thought about the fate of these hundreds of weak warriors.

Discovering that the Lord of the Mist had woken up, the recruited warriors of the weak tribe in the field were a little surprised.

But they had no idea of running away.

Because they don't know the strength of the Lord of the Mist.

Looking at the green bracelet already worn on the right wrist of the Lord of Mist, these warriors from the weak tribes in the realm showed greedy expressions.

The wages of avarice is death.

This sentence is also applicable to the domain forces, especially these weak warriors who are always eager to be able to racially rise.

Faced with the possibility of obtaining a miracle item, they did not want to let it go.

But before they could launch an attack, the Lord of the Mist, who was already extremely angry, took the lead.

Several gray fog tentacles spread out from behind him, blazing forward, and the weak warriors of the domain who came into contact with the gray fog tentacles along the way would be drained of blood in an instant.

But this is not the end.

The Lord of the Mist said that it was not a joke to let them live rather than die.

Wrapped in the gray fog, a spiritual body wrapped in a consciousness group emerged from the soldiers of the weak warriors of the domain who had been drained of their blood and died.

The gray fog protected these consciousness groups from dissipating, and sent energy to help them build a new body.

In a short period of time, those dead warriors have transformed into ghost forms.

At this time, a large number of wronged souls appeared in the gray fog, and they wailed and pulled the domain weak warriors who had been transformed into ghosts, dragging them into the gray fog.

What awaits them next will be endless conscious torture.

This time, the Mist Lord was completely angry.

Its power exploded without reservation.

The sandy beach on the south coast of the Black Jue Island was soon shrouded in gray fog, and it was only at this time that hundreds of warriors from the field weak tribe realized that they could not be the opponents of the Mist Lord at all.

But it was too late to escape.

The area covered by the Sea of Grey Mist is the domain of the Lord of Mist, and everything here is controlled by it.

including life.

Feel the dozens of weak warriors in the field who are still struggling in the fog, but have not yet died.

He clenched his fists at this point.

Immediately, the blood of the warriors who were still struggling to support them flowed back, their tense bodies were completely exhausted, blood beads were oozing from the surface of their skin, and their eyes were bloodshot.

In despair and panic, the remaining dozens of weak warriors in the domain still failed to escape the fate of being swallowed by the gray fog.

Their consciousness also could not escape the "curse" of the Lord of the Mist.

In the end, it turned into a ghost, and the clansmen who were killed by the Lord of the Mist were dragged into the Lord of the Mist and became prisoners and food.

When the gray fog completely dissipated, the sky was already dark.

The sky is sparse with moon and stars, and the night is hazy.

At this time, the mist lord gathered the mist and gathered it into a human form.

He turned his head to look at Feng Qi, who was wrapped in gray fog, half-hanging in the air, and had fallen into a coma.

In the wave of his hand, the rich blood overflowed from his body and gathered in the palm of his hand.

These qi and blood all came from the hundreds of weak warriors in the domain who had just been killed, and their blood had been transformed into pure blood essence after his purification.

He stepped forward to Feng Qi, who was already unconscious, and covered the blood cell in his palm on Feng Qi's chest.

Blood essence cells slowly infiltrated into Feng Qi's chest, wandering around its limbs and bones, quickly repairing his damaged body.

The healing lasted for a long time, and when the scars on Feng Qi's body had disappeared, the Mist Lord withdrew his hand.

At this moment, he looked at Feng Qi's broken left arm.

This arm has been completely necrotic, and the internal structure has been completely destroyed in the battle just now.

Pure qi and blood has a strong recovery and repair effect, but it does not have the effect of regenerating a severed limb.

Without hesitation, the Mist Lord reached out and tore off the useless left arm.

Next, he used Qi and blood energy to rebuild Feng Qi's arm.

Soon a blood-colored arm made of pure qi and blood was formed and connected to Feng Qi's broken arm.

With the passage of time, the blood-colored arm completely solidified.

After doing all this, he turned his attention to the direction of the rainforest.

After getting the miracle fetish, he has no idea about the next battle.

But the Third Chapter of the Death Star obviously cannot be lost. This Chapter will be the cornerstone of his growth in the coming days.

Thinking of this, he picked up Feng Qi, who was still in a coma, and walked into the rainforest.

The figure quickly shuttled through the lush rainforest, and his consciousness continued to spread during this period, looking for traces to determine the location of the humanoid camp.

An hour later, the Mist Lord jumped out of the rainforest and came to the humanoid camp.

The battle was now nearing its end.

Without the humanoid leader in control of the miracle item, the remaining humanoid warriors are no match for the United Action Chapter, and the situation is one-sided.

After a day and night of fighting, the only remaining members of this clan have lost their will to fight.

Faced with a near-death situation, many humanoid warriors fled into the rainforest one after another, and no longer had the courage to stay and protect their land.

Seeing the return of the Mist Lord, the temporary commanders who were still worried were relieved.

They really felt it was inappropriate for "Wang Yi" to take away the humanoid leader, it was too risky.

But the return of "Wang Yi" at this time proved that the leader of the humanoid race had died.

This battle can finally be declared victory.

Looking at the messy battlefield, the Lord of Mist began to issue an order to count.

After counting the casualties, the Mist Lord took the warriors into the humanoid land and began to search for resources.

Soon, soldiers came to report that they had found the resource bank of the humanoid land.

The Lord of the Mist did not hesitate, and immediately followed the soldiers who came to report to the backing position behind the humanoid land.

What appeared in front of him was a cave that had been opened.

A strong spiritual energy spread from the cave with the scent of medicine.

At this time, the Lord of the Mist came to the entrance of the cave and stepped inside.

This cave is not naturally formed. The tunnel leading to the depths has obvious traces of excavation. The tunnel is inlaid with a spiritual stone for lighting at intervals.

After walking in for about 50 meters, he turned around at the corner of the tunnel, and in front of him was a treasure trove of resources.

In addition to spiritual plant and spiritual stone resources, the resource library also contains a large number of body parts of domain beasts.

These body parts are all good materials for making weapons and equipment.

The most conspicuous thing in the resource library is the skeleton specimen of a giant beast. It is placed in the center of the resource library, and the skeleton almost covers the entire resource library.

The various resources randomly placed in the resource library are full of visual shock.

Looking at the spiritual resources that are still scattered and fluctuating, the surface is crystal clear, a smile finally appeared on the face of the Lord of the Mist.

The spiritual resources in this resource bank are obviously accumulated by the humanoids little by little over the long years.

But now, these spiritual resources will belong to them.

The Lord of the Mist immediately issued an order, and the soldiers also stepped forward at this time, began to transport resources, and counted the reserves and types of resources.

This batch of resources will be distributed according to the initially formulated allocation model after they are brought back.

10% of it goes to pensions for sacrificed soldiers.

Walking out of the resource library, the Mist Lord sensed the physical condition of Feng Qi lying on his back.

After confirming that there was nothing serious, he turned his head to look behind the waterfall.

There is a road leading to the center of the Dark Territory Field.

It is very likely that the space crystal in the Black Territory Field is also there.

But he does not have the idea of completely destroying the Black Territory Field. The main purpose of this battle is to capture the miracle and fetish.

Now things have arrived.

If you continue to go deeper into the central area of the Black Absolute Field, you may encounter other intelligent groups in the Black Absolute Field.

After all, the exploration of the Black Absolute Field is not very high now.

There is no way to prove that there is only one intelligent domain group called Humanoids in the Black Absolute Domain.

At this time, he took out the contactor and began to urge the transportation and statistics of resources.

hours later.

The night was hazy, and clusters of bonfires were lit in the humanoid camp.

The exhausted warriors were still counting the spoils, and some of them were also allocated to make dinner.

After being busy for a long time, the spiritual resources in the resource bank were completely emptied.

Looking at the spiritual resources piled up in the open space in the center of the humanoid land, the Mist Lord gave the order to start a meal at this time.

The already hungry warriors immediately began to feast.

After dinner, the soldiers **** various spiritual resources with vines in the rainforest, and then carried them on their backs.

Many warriors carry resources several times higher than their entire body weight.

Next, they began to turn back along the way they came under the leadership of the Lord of the Mist.

After traveling for most of the day, they walked out of the dense rainforest.

Although he despised the slow movements of these warriors in his heart, the Lord of the Mist only thought about these thoughts in his heart, and even took the initiative to help the warriors share the burden on the bright side.

By the time they brought the beach, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Until the soldiers put all their spiritual resources on the battleship and battleship, Feng Qi, who was in a coma, still did not wake up.

Before night fell, the fleet set sail.

Hours later, the fleet sailed out of the barriers of the Black Territory Field.

It was night and it was dark outside.

The exhausted soldiers finally couldn't stand their tiredness, and lay down on the deck of the battleship and the battleship, and fell into a coma.

Soon the snoring sounded one after another.

As for the sailing of the fleet, it was controlled by those left behind who had not participated in the operation before.

The battleship sailed through the waves and did not return to the war pier until the next morning.

At this time, the Lord of the Mist had already contacted the staff of the Chapter General Association in advance, explaining the situation of this mission.

When the fleet entered the port, the whistle sounded continuously.

Warships and warships docked at the port honked their horns to pay tribute to their triumph.

The sound of the whistle sounded one after another woke the soldiers who were still in a coma, only to find that they had gone home.

At this time, at the location of Pier 1, the staff of the Chapter General Association were already waiting in advance.

When the Lord of the Mist walked down the gangway and got off the battleship, the staff immediately stepped forward:

"Captain Wang Yi, congratulations on the triumph..."

Listening to the congratulations from the staff, the Lord of Mist couldn't help frowning:

"Tell my assistant if you have something, I have something to deal with next."

Hearing these words, the staff had an embarrassed expression on their faces, and stepped aside with interest.

At this moment, the Lord of Mist turned to look at the docked fleet.

Taking out the contactor, he began to direct the unloading.

Seeing that batches of spiritual resources were unloaded, the staff opened their mouths, but did not step forward.

Under normal circumstances, when the domain battle group returns from the harvest, resources will be processed at the dock.

Just like when a fishing boat returns from the sea and docks, seafood merchants will come over in advance to negotiate the purchase price.

It's just that the identity of the seafood merchant has been replaced by the person in charge of materials in major cities.

The specific negotiation situation is drawn up by the three parties.

Realm Chapters that return from harvesting leave behind a stockpile of resources, most of which are then sold.

After all, money is hard currency.

In the future, if you have the resources you want, you can also buy them with money.

Frontline is not an isolated society of barter.

Among them, the professional staff of the Chapter General Association is responsible for helping the Domain Chapter to connect with the leaders of major cities to ship goods without charging any fees.

The person in charge of materials in major cities is responsible for receiving the goods, negotiating prices or corresponding benefits.

If both parties are satisfied with the price.

The resources collected by the major cities will be distributed to the research institutes, universities, garrison and other organizations in the city according to the situation.

But this time, the Mist Lord has no idea of selling this batch of resources.

Although the money obtained after the sale can also buy materials, even the high-end weapons and equipment of the research institute.

But by contrast, he wants spiritual resources more.

When the spiritual resources were all unloaded, the staff came forward again.

In the face of the staff's careful inquiries, the Mist Lord decisively chose to refuse.

After he allocated the resources that each chapter deserved, he then let the warriors of the Third Death Star Chapter bring their share of spiritual resources.

As for whether the rest of the Chapter will sell or keep spiritual resources, he is too lazy to care.

After a long journey, they returned to the manor of the Death Star's Third Chapter.

After instructing to store the spiritual resources in the resource bank in the manor, the Lord of Mist returned the Fengqi on his back to the residence.

Putting Feng Qi on the sofa, he put his hand on Feng Qi's head.

The blood-colored energy poured into Feng Qi's body along his forehead and detected his physical condition.

After a while, the Mist Lord withdrew his hand.

Feng Qi's body has now basically recovered, and there is no serious problem.

Putting down his worries, he turned and left Feng Qi's house.

Two days later, Feng Qi, who was in a coma, slowly opened his eyes.

The entrance is the familiar ceiling.

After being stunned for a while, he bent down and stood up, and suddenly saw the Lord of the Mist sitting not far away, looking at him with Erlang's legs crossed.

At this moment, his eyes moved to the green bracelet on the right wrist of the Lord of Mist.

Realized that the mission was clearly a success.

Now he is very curious, what exactly is the effect of this miracle item.

"Awake?" The Mist Lord said with a smile.

"Well, how many days have I slept?"

"Three and a half days~www.mtlnovel.com~ Feng Qi heard this, nodded, and was about to answer when he suddenly raised his left arm.

Seeing the blood-colored left arm, his head was a little down:

"Where's my left hand?"

"Broken, this is a new pinched for you, how do you feel?" The Lord of the Mist grinned.

Hearing the answer, Feng Qi's expression was stunned.

He suddenly remembered the fact that his left arm had been completely shattered during the deadly battle on the beach.

Waving his brand-new left arm, he couldn't help but look at the Lord of Mist:

"This is too ugly, can you make another one?"

Lord of the Mist:

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