Chapter 112 The Hand of Greed

Passing through the gate and the corridor, dense traces of body fluids appeared on the ground and walls.

Obviously, that was the splash effect after the elite phantom moth sacrificed itself and exploded.

From Jin Zhenghe's record of killing all the phantom moth elites all the way to the second floor, and about to kill all the phantom moth elites.

It can be seen that this guy obviously has the means to ignore the phantom moth's toxins and self-explosion.

Seeing this, Lu Ming couldn't help but turn to Jin Zhenghe's A-level skill, the dazzling shield.

Not surprisingly, it was definitely this skill that gave him the capital to attack the Star Palace alone.

To confirm, Lu Ming clicked on the dazzling shield in the panel to read the skill information.

[Dazzling Shield] (A-level)

Category: Defensive active skill

Effect: After use, it creates an energy shield formed entirely by specialized energy, with no cooldown, lasting for 2 minutes, and consuming 100 specialized crystals each time it is used.

Features [Long-range attack strangle]: This shield can block any long-range attack equal to or lower than the specialization level of the releaser.

Characteristics [Close Combat Fear]: This shield cannot block any close combat attacks. When attacked by close combat attacks, the shield will be broken directly.

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“…”

Lu Ming was speechless.

Ignore any ranged attacks that are equal to or lower than the releaser's realm, no cooldown.

If you don't look at other things, just look at these two items, it is definitely a magical skill comparable to S-level.

Once the other conditions are added, it instantly lowers the level.

But it also makes him understand the real reason why Jin Zhenghe can clear the elite phantom moth alone.

Because all the attack methods of the phantom moth are long-range.

After opening the shield, Jin Zhenghe is an invincible existence for the phantom moth.

After figuring out these, Lu Ming has no more worries and goes straight to the second floor.

On the second floor of the palace, the number of elite phantom moths has dropped sharply.

The original seven are now less than half.

Facing the "god"-like Jin Zhenghe, they have no means of counterattack.

Whoosh!

The long sword was swung out, the wind blade shot out, and two deep cracks appeared on the face and chest of one of the phantom moths.

There was no self-destruction, and the phantom moth died on the spot.

This was the first scene Lu Ming saw when he climbed to the second floor.

The second scene was the corpses of hundreds of phantom moth elites piled on the ground.

The space was filled with purple, gray, red, and pink dust.

And a tall figure standing near the entrance of the third floor of the palace, surrounded by an energy shield and with a proud smile on his face.

"Simple, it's too simple."

Like a leisurely stroll in the garden, Jin Zhenghe walked to the next phantom moth, with no intention of collecting the corpse.

Maybe he wanted to show off, maybe he wanted to wait until all the hunts were completed before collecting the next one.

But now, Lu Ming admired his casualness very much.

Otherwise, I don't know when his greedy hand will be able to play a role.

He walked a few steps to the pile of corpses of phantom moths.

Lu Ming controlled his 80-meter range of greedy collection and silently said: "Cruel."

[You used the hand of greed to cruelly extract the alien corpse belonging to "Jin Zhenghe", and obtained 20 specialized crystals, 4 phantom moth wings, 10 phantom moth poison powder, 200ml of E-level ordinary alien blood, and left an empty shell. ]

[You used the hand of greed to cruelly extract the alien corpse belonging to "Jin Zhenghe" and obtained...]

[You used the hand of greed...]

460 program prompts, a total of 9,200 specialized crystals, 1,840 pairs of phantom butterfly wings, 4,600 phantom moth poison powder, and 460 E-level ordinary alien blood were harvested.

Puff!

At this time, Jin Zhenghe had killed the last two elite phantom moths.

Lu Ming took the lead and used the hand of greed before the corpse fell to the ground, looting all the value of the corpse.

Jin Zhenghe swung his bloodless samurai sword handsomely.

He turned and walked towards his trophy.

Lu Ming politely stepped aside and let Jin Zhenghe start his performance.

He watched the 460 phantom moth corpses decompose and dissipate in Jin Zhenghe's collection.

Then he watched Jin Zhenghe's expression change from calm to inexplicable, and then from inexplicable to confused.

Lu Ming's shoulders shook twice.

"What's going on? Where are the trophies?"

Finally, after being confused for more than ten seconds, Jin Zhenghe burst into a soul-searching question.

Then this guy walked around the place where the phantom moth corpses were piled up before.

He even pulled up the carpet under his feet and took a look.

He probably thought in his heart, "Did it fall to the ground?"

The contrasting behavior almost made Lu Ming unable to hold back his smile and expose himself.

Really, I didn't think it would be so funny before using the Hand of Greed.

Especially with Jin Zhenghe's personal resume, the degree of laughter increased several times.

The hand of greed is too wicked.

But no matter how wicked it is, it feels so damn good, and there is an inexplicable happiness in my heart.

It's like others are fighting in a group, and I am stealing the home.

"Strange, is there no output on the second floor?"

Frowning, Jin Zhenghe walked towards the last two phantom moth corpses unwillingly and shouted: "Collect."

Swish!

The corpses decomposed and dissipated, and Jin Zhenghe fell silent again.

After being silent for dozens of seconds, he seemed to convince himself and said: "Forget it, the important thing is the shelter. As long as there is a shelter, it can quickly absorb the transferees. Let them fight each other, and then I will kill the strongest ones. Specialized crystals can be easily owned?"

Tilting his head, tidying up the hair on his forehead, Jin Zhenghe grinned and walked towards the third floor.

After listening to Jin Zhenghe's self-planning, the smile on Lu Ming's face suddenly disappeared. He stared at Jin Zhenghe's back as he disappeared on the third floor and followed him silently...