Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Chapter 181: Chapter 178 Abyssal Castle

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Looking at the pile of items beneath the little spike demon’s corpse, question marks floated above the heads of all four people simultaneously.

“Did we get silver equipment again?”

“Did this one also steal equipment from the big BOSS?”

“Zi Liyuan, has your luck stat maxed out or what?”

“Is the knowledge recorded in textbooks this unreliable? Isn’t this misleading the youth?”

What low drop rate, it’s a complete lie!

It’s an extremely high drop rate, okay!

It’s just a rare BOSS, and yet it dropped silver hero equipment. If we encounter a mid-tier demon or devil, could it directly drop golden lord equipment?

This is something to look forward to!

“How about Xiao Yurou tries to kill the next one?”

Number 2 suggested, and Xiao Yurou’s eyes immediately lit up, that sounded like a plan!

She was a bona fide Luck Emperor. When she teamed up with the Fan Family Four Sisters to level up, she was in charge of killing the BOSS and indeed got quite a few drops.

Looking at Xiao Yurou, who seemed eager to try, Zi Liyuan felt a bit guilty and touched his nose, then agreed.

He also wanted to see just how low the normal Abyssal creatures’ drop rates were.

After pointing out the location of the next little spike demon, Lord Zi started to watch the show.

As soon as another shadow spike demon was forced out of the spatial layer, a series of furious gunfire erupted continuously.

Xiao Yurou had set up a mechanical platform, with a special machine gun and the latest model of sniper rifle mounted on it.

With the platform’s stability, the powerful recoil of the firearms was reduced to a minimum.

Therefore, Xiao Yurou dual-wielded with both hands, firing away with the machine gun roaring crazily, the bullet chain rapidly feeding into the chamber, shell casings being ejected frantically, and bullets swarming out, peppering the little spike demon with countless bloody holes, damage numbers spilling out endlessly and crazily.

The sniper rifle was equally relentless, each shot piercing with precision into the little spike demon’s brain, each one a headshot, causing massive damage.

Riddled with bullets and with each shot hitting its mark without fault, it was true firepower suppression!

A dignified rare BOSS wasn’t able to put up any resistance at all and couldn’t even cast a skill before Shen Yurou turned it into a bullet-ridden, broken corpse.

Whether the little spike demon was dead or not, none of the four cared, their attention was solely on the loot beneath the corpse.

A single green equipment and a few white materials told this group of conscienceless humans, “I really didn’t steal the big BOSS’s equipment stash, we’re just that poor.”

“Isn’t this a curse? It’s definitely a curse, right?”

Number 2 looked at Shen Yurou with a wry smile, a hint of an indescribable smile at the corner of his mouth.

“The difference is too big, how about I kill the next one?”

To avoid Yurou’s embarrassment, Wang Fatty quickly changed the subject and volunteered to take down the next one himself.

“You have to acknowledge your bad luck, so when we team up in the future, make sure you have the self-awareness to not snipe the last hit, otherwise it could lead to discord within the team.”

While Lord Zi secretly rejoiced, he didn’t forget to intentionally tease Xiao Yurou.

“How could that be? Whenever I run dungeons, I always strike it big; how could I possibly have such bad luck this time? There must be something wrong with this monster!”

Whether you’re cursed with bad luck or not, you’d never admit it, so blame the monster it is.

That’s right! It’s this little wretched spike demon’s fault for not stealing from the big BOSS, causing her drop rate to be so low. It’s all the monster’s fault!

“Exactly, exactly, it must be the monster’s fault, it could never be that you’re cursed.”

Everyone nodded in unison, whether they believed it in their hearts or not didn’t matter.

As for the last little spike demon that snuck in, let’s just say, there is no worst, only worse.

A rare Third Order LV80 BOSS was brutally beaten to death by a gang of LV45 hero BOSSes who dealt blow after blow with bare fists!

Its miserable death was such that it was nearly pulverized, suitable as filling for dumplings.

The loot was just as moving, two green pieces of equipment and a pile of white materials.

“See, it was the monster’s problem, which means sister-in-law’s hands are definitely not cursed.”

Wang Fatty collected the trash drops and firmly supported Shen Yurou.

“Alright, alright, a bunch of cursed individuals. From now on, when you team up with me to tackle important BOSSes, you’re not allowed to go for the last hit!”

Remembering the last hit he let go during the martial trial dungeon and thinking of the Spider Queen who had activated the Evil God’s will later became an Emperor (pseudo) stage BOSS, the memory caused Zi Liyuan a pang in his chest.

Those black-handed goons, after activating the Spider Queen’s Evil God’s will, only got a red legendary item and two purple epic items.

If he had taken the last hit, wouldn’t it have guaranteed a full set of red legendary equipment?

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of holding onto the lucky goddess’s black silk legs for so long?

Once he spoke, the other three exchanged glances and then silently lowered their heads.

The facts were more convincing than words; Lord Zi’s lucky stat was maxed, he must have made some indecent transaction with the goddess of luck. Otherwise, how could his luck be so outrageous?

Since it was given up, with such a big thigh to cling to, why not be happy?

Sick of it all, let the cursed ones envy until they cried to death!

The inner journeys of the three were of no concern to Zi Liyuan, who had already set his sights on other freshmen teams.

Deserving of their reputation, indeed, to pass the assessment tests and enter the Dragon Academy, these elite talents..

When the shadow spike demon suddenly appeared, directly charging to assassinate the healer, even if it caught the freshmen off guard for a moment, they managed to react the next moment and played their life-saving cards.

All twelve, pure rare LV80 BOSSes, didn’t manage a single successful assassination. Instead, they all walked into their own traps and got beaten to death by a bunch of ruthless freshmen.

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