Chapter 3070: Osteotomy

There is a thousand Hamlet in the eyes of a thousand people, but there is no difference in a thousand foodies.
Food is the most magical existence in this world.
They are delicious and good at eating, and they are willing to devote the limited time of their lives to the unlimited food industry.
They are great, they are cute, they are the same.
All love to eat.
In the eyes of foodies, there are only two things, one is edible and the other is not.
Also in the eyes of foodies, there are only two kinds of people, one is foodies and the other is others.
Fortunately, the Blue Witch, Xilan, Heroes, and Tuo Tuo are all foodies.
Speaking of which, I always thought that Xi Lan was not a foodie, but an alcoholic. After all, he was addicted to alcohol, even licking his face and drinking.
This kind of old wine jar is generally not a foodie-their stomachs have long been filled with wine.
However, I was wrong, very wrong, and quite wrong.
Because Xilan is not only a drinker, but also a foodie.
In fact, it is not surprising that Xilan is a foodie. After all, he is an adventurer, and he is also a powerful adventurer, and he is also a melee adventurer. He belongs to heavy manual laborers, magicians, priests and the like. Mental workers are completely different. The energy consumption in their bodies is extremely fast. If they want to maintain a long battle, they can only supplement energy.
Just ask, where does the energy come from?
Stalker Silok and Flame Devourer Antoun may pop out to answer: from the energy under the earth's crust.
In addition to these two goods, everyone else, including the Black Plague DiRigi, who doesn't seem to be a firework in the world, has to admit that energy comes from food.
Since it comes from food, how can a heavy manual worker like Xilan not make up for the lack of energy by overeating?
So Xilan will definitely be a foodie.
Heroes may be regarded as a magician, but there are still many contradictions between the swearing guard and the magician. For example, the magician pays attention to taking the head of the general among the chaotic army and killing the enemy thousands of miles away. The shadow is invisible...cough, it’s on the stage. It should be said that the magician in the conventional impression is a type of person who uses magic as a medium to attack the enemy or defend himself. They are often not proficient. Melee combat is usually a battle against the enemy by driving magic.
But the swearing guard is different. These guys with the name of a magician do not do what the magician should do.
As soon as the war drum rang, these guys gathered their dazzling patterns, and then rushed onto the battlefield to fight the enemy.
Yes, you read that right, they are a group of strange flowers that rely on the power of magic to fight their enemies.
They consume even more energy than ordinary melee adventurers, because they consume both physical and mental power.
Obviously, it is not surprising that such a guy can become a foodie.
Compared with them, I have to mention the Blue Witch again.
This girl is definitely a wonder among foodies.
First of all, she is a magician, and an out-and-out elemental mage, and her melee ability is extremely poor, yes, you are right, it is extremely bad.
But she uses the dagger very well, which has a lot to do with her dexterous fingers, but her other movements are slightly clumsy.
For example, using a big sword to open and slash, she can stun herself.
It was such an elemental magician who was extremely poor in physical skills and was unwilling to exercise. He turned out to be no less than mine.
And this girl is not fat!
I wondered where the food in her stomach went, maybe there was a dimensional pocket in this girl's stomach.
Similar to the situation of the Blue Witch, it is Tuo Tuo.
The little guy has been with me for a while, and he is very edible, but he is not grown up, and although he is happy, he does not exercise much. The key problem is that he is not fat.
What a terrible pair of owners and pets this is!
It is the enemy of mankind!
For a dinner, all the prey was eaten up.
Standing by the pier, bathing in the afterglow, I hugged my arms, posing as if I looked like the world, while Xilan was holding a toothpick, picking his teeth, drinking and drinking.
"You don't have a masterful demeanor like this," I reminded him.
"What is a master demeanor?" Xi Lan asked back.
"Naturally is the grandeur and the forbidding temperament."
"That's the boss in the dungeon, right?"
"How many floors have you overcome?" I asked Poe.
"Thirty or so floors" Xilan said: "I forgot the details."
"What is the 30th floor boss?" I asked.
"Uh... don't remember."
"There should always be some thoughts after you finish the boss strategy?"
"I remember this," Xi Lan said, "It's very powerful and terrifying. Our Four Swordmasters almost folded inside."
Upon hearing this, I was surprised: "Is it so powerful?"
"Well, very powerful," Xi Lan said: "I remember that the boss had a very strong attack. If it weren't for Buwanga, Barn and I might be dead."
"Why would it be said that if there was no Bouwanga... Bouwanga blocked the attack?"
"Well, it's blocked," Xi Lan said, "but he was seriously injured and was about to die. Later, after the strongest priest of the elven tribe, he finally survived."
"A single note can severely damage one of the Four Sword Saints to death. Surely that must be a trick?"
"It should be a trick," Xi Lan said.
"Should be?" Frowning, I said: "What should be?"
"That said, I don't know if that is its trick."
"Have you ever seen that boss release a stronger move than that one?"
"I've seen it before," Xi Lan said, "but we got away by luck."
"Ok......"
Now that he avoided it, he naturally couldn't realize the strength of the move. As for whether that move is a unique move, it remains to be investigated.
"Dare to ask, what was your approximate level at that time?"
"About level 13" Xilan took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and said, "The strength is not very strong anyway."
At around level thirteen, he is still not strong... well, compared to his current strength, he really cannot be called a strong.
"How many monsters do you remember after the 30th floor?" I asked again.
"I don't remember." Xilan shook his head: "We were a wasteland team organized by the empire. Until Alice was possessed and caused turmoil, we have been working towards the next level."
"So if Alice didn't make trouble, maybe you might really brush through the dungeon?"
"It's impossible." Xi Lan shook his head with a wry smile: "After the 30th floor, the difficulty of fighting will increase by multiples, and the wisdom of monsters will become higher and higher, and some are even stronger than the wise."
Having said this, he paused and said meaningfully: "If I hadn't chosen to come to the Demon Realm at the beginning, I am probably at a level that no one had reached before."
"It's impossible." I shook my head and directly denied his vision of another life.
"Why?" Xi Lan puzzled.
"Because of Alice." I smiled and said, "Beauty is a cleaver."
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