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## Chapter 311: A Unique Staff Comparable to a Divine Artifact
The five Ghost Wolves suddenly vanished with a "swish," disappearing into thin air. The Hell Clan members at the front, who saw it clearly, were startled – were they being haunted? Five large creatures just disappeared before their eyes.
However, their simple minds didn't think too much. Like devils entering a village, they glanced left and right suspiciously for a while, and upon confirming the Ghost Wolves were indeed gone, they immediately performed "precise" reasoning in their brains: Ghost Wolves are gone - only one enemy remains - we win.
"Ding!"
The Hell Clan, who reached this conclusion in a mere ten seconds, felt a crisp "ding" sound in their brains, like a Microwave Oven finishing heating, after the final step clicked. Their expressions instantly became like they had taken hundreds of Viagra pills, their emotions surging with excitement, their lust burning... oh no, it was rage, rage soaring to the Sky. Their round goat eyes immediately widened even more than bull eyes.
At this moment, the base mentality of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and using numbers to overwhelm, which was ingrained in the bones and souls of the Hell Clan, erupted in a massive revolution, raising banners and causing earth-shattering chaos. Perhaps even if their Sorceress Master stood before them now, they would rush forward without hesitation and sing a song about wilting chrysanthemums.
Simple-minded, hot-blooded Goatmen, they really are something.
Naturally, this group of Hell Clan, already quite sexually charged, didn't hear the faint cries for help from behind. The usually calm Wraiths, however, heard their Master's Wail, but unfortunately, they were sandwiched between the Hell Clan and the Vampire Prince, unable to move. As for the Vampire Prince at the very back, perhaps their brains were as dried up as their bodies, or perhaps they were just used to following the Hell Clan's Buttocks, feeling panicked if they didn't see their buddies' chrysanthemums for a moment. Thus, they also ignored the cries.
"Oh oh!"
I continuously jumped up to observe the battle situation behind me, letting out bursts of exclamation. It seemed my Treasured Blade was truly not old yet. The position of the Airdrop Encirclement was just right, actually trapping the Sorceress like a dumpling. What made me snicker even more was that these Minions actually ignored their Master's pleas for help. Could my Charm be so great that even Monsters couldn't resist? Oh my, although this is a Fact, saying it myself feels a bit embarrassing.
Still so fierce even when being group beatdown?
Seeing his personal guards rushing back to get married in their Hometown, the Sorceress was furious. In an instant, he actually grasped the true meaning of "self-reliance leads to prosperity," a Proletariat Communism principle. His Epiphany immediately reached a profound, unfathomable Realm. He couldn't help but pick a flower and smile, pointing one finger to the Sky and one finger to the Ground, saying: "Fire Wall, Weaken, Frost Nova."
Sweat. He released three Magic spells in one breath, and they even covered the Wizard's Cold Element and Fire Element, as well as the Necromancer's Curses. No wonder Fara said his Strength/Power was close to the Demon Lord Rank. I originally thought a Sorceress who was cornered would be a soft persimmon, but it seems the situation on Light Snow 's side is not optimistic.
That Ghost Wolf that was hit by the Curse had its Attack Power greatly reduced. After weighing the situation, it retreated from the sea of fire. Light Snow and the other three Ghost Wolves exchanged a few blows with the Sorceress. They also felt that living eternally in the raging fire was a job for humans, not wolves, so they also retreated. Only the Sorceress remained, twisting his Buttocks and dancing gracefully in his own sea of fire, looking smug as if saying: My Buttocks are right here, come on, come over.
However, the Sorceress couldn't laugh for long.
"Boom!"
A white Shockwave as thick as a bucket silently swept past. The Sorceress, who was standing on tiptoe in a difficult ballet pose, suddenly disappeared. Only the question he managed to hum from his nose still echoed in place.
Following the trajectory of the white Shockwave, on a Wall opposite, the Sorceress remained in his original pose, his Body deeply embedded in the Wall, looking like a Mural depicting the origin of ballet.
Little guy, don't think you're safe hiding in the sea of fire. I'll still blast you out. Light Snow let out a Werewolf Howl and rushed forward with the four Ghost Wolves.
It seems that side can be temporarily left alone. If she doesn't Transform into Blood Bear, Light Snow 's Strength/Power is slightly stronger than mine. Coupled with the assistance of four subordinates and their exquisite Fusion Technique, even a Demon Lord would be no match.
So, I should worry about myself instead.
Without the cooperation of the five Ghost Wolves, I wouldn't dare stand alone in the ten-meter-wide passageway like one man guarding the pass, ten thousand cannot open it. This is clearly Masochistic behavior. Facing hundreds of Monsters who seemed to have downed a hundred expired Viagra pills with ten bottles of high-purity Erguotou, I whistled and began my escape.
Of course, I couldn't be idle while escaping. The Poison Creeper, which had been ambushing for a long time, began to make its grand entrance. A green vine quietly emerged from the Ground, and a round serrated mouth suddenly opened on it, looking quite terrifying, but unfortunately... sigh.
The Poison Creeper had just poked its Head out when it was trampled by the Monsters' many feet. I said, Little Poison, have you been out of action for too long and gotten overly excited? You're running under the enemy's feet to get stepped on? Go bite the enemy's Tail, you idiot! Take down the Vampire Lord at the very back for me, you idiot!
My hands weren't idle either. I'm not a Sorceress; casting Magic while running at high Speed is temporarily impossible. But that's okay, I have plenty of Items. While running wildly, I randomly grabbed things from my Inventory.
Health Potion? Useless, throw it.
A piece of Jerky? Sweat, I'll throw it again.
The Strange Bread I bought from Lut Gholein Market a few months ago? Wow!! It emitted a strange smell that made people's faces go numb. I quickly threw it behind me. The Bread was thrown into the Monster crowd, and immediately a scream was heard.
It really feels like a scene from Doraemon.
Finally, I found what I wanted, a bottle of green liquid shimmering with the green light of spring, referred to as Brother Chun Liquid, also known as Pure Man Potion. It has excellent effects on people who have taken too many aphrodisiacs, regardless of gender or age.
Pulling open the bottle cap, I threw it behind me without looking. A few seconds later, green Poison Gas erupted in the Monster crowd, causing a wave of screams. Several Monsters who were hit directly desperately clutched their Throats, their mouths wide open, their Eyes almost bulging out. They collapsed looking utterly high.
Oh, and this slender bottle containing yellow liquid, its efficacy also seems quite good. I switched hands and threw the bottle down. Immediately there was another Explosion, and several poor Wraiths were blown into Mid-air – who told them their bodies were light?
The Poison Creeper also reacted, chasing behind the Monster group, targeting those Vampire Lords who looked like dry firewood. It would bite whoever was twisting their Buttocks the most fiercely. I think, if the Vampire Lords weren't too tall to swallow easily, the Poison Creeper wouldn't mind changing its taste.
We were having a blast here, and the Monster crowd was being reduced at a visible Speed. On Light Snow 's side, however, there was an earth-shattering Roar. I jumped up and saw that the Sorceress had exploded... to be precise, he had Self-Destructed. I saw him standing tall and proud, holding his Staff high, flames spewing from his entire Body. His posture was simply an otherworldly version of Dong Cunrui blowing up a bunker, showing his Proletariat ideological Epiphany had reached another level.
"Rumble!"
A Fire Pillar shot up from the Sorceress's Body, straight into the Sky. The entire Plaza began to shake violently, continuing for a while before stopping. After the Fire Pillar, the Sorceress disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few shiny Items displayed on the Ground. These were comparable to the things dropped by a Demon Lord! And this was probably his first Death in over a thousand years, so it must be a big drop.
For a moment, my Brain was in an Ethereal State, and then in the next moment, it was filled with a flood of petty bourgeois mentality.
Roar roar, who dares to stop me from picking up the Items!
At this moment, it seemed as if the alcohol and drug effects in all the remaining Monsters' bodies had transferred to me. They, however, sobered up due to the death of their boss. Seeing the enemy charging at them with red Eyes and killing intent, and looking around to see that most of their Brothers had fallen, they couldn't help but panic.
Hell Clan, you're very strong, aren't you? Don't think you're great just because you're bigger than O'Neal. Werebear Transformation! Watch my Feral Charge!
*Snap*, several Hell Clan members were sent flying.
Look at you, yes, that's right, I'm talking about you, Wraith. You're a Ghost just like Alice, why do you look so shabby? You can't even compare to half a hair on my Little Ghost. It's not your fault you're ugly, but it is your fault for coming out to scare people. Damn it, take my Pegasus Cyclone Star Shattering Strike! Turn into a shooting star in the Sky!
*Boom*, the leading Wraith disappeared into the beautiful starry Sky.
And you, don't run! I grabbed the collar of the Vampire Lord who was trying to escape. You... forget it, seeing how skinny you are, I'm too lazy to say anything. Taste my newly invented Clark's Finishing Argentine Back Throw!
A few seconds later, this poor Vampire Lord foamed at the mouth, his Figure changing from a 1 to a U.
After breaking through the Monsters' obstruction, I rushed towards the spot where the Sorceress fell, my Eyes turning into the shape of Gold Coins. Light Snow and the others on the opposite side rushed towards me, creating a contrast. The remaining Monsters would be left for them to handle.
Arriving at the place where the Sorceress fell, several conspicuous pieces of Equipment lay on the Ground. The brilliant Glow made my Eyes ache a little.
A great harvest! I picked up a piece of Golden Equipment, a Robe, from the Ground. This was clearly a Sorceress Item. After putting away the Robe, I didn't rush to Identify its Stats. Don't forget there's an Old Man with unlimited Identify function over there. An Identify Scroll costs Money too.
However, in the next moment, my movements froze on the spot. I was stunned for a good while before reacting. With trembling hands, I picked up a Staff that was hidden under the Mage Robe, and gently stroked it like a lover.
The Staff was made of Unknown Material, about one and a third meters long, entirely jade green. It was covered in profound Runes. When I stroked it, a cool sensation immediately spread through my hand. The Staff felt as if it was tailor-made for the size of my ten fingers; the grip was excellent, without any awkwardness.
Most, most, most, most... most importantly, this Staff emitted a Unique Glow. As I looked at it, my saliva started to flow uncontrollably.
A Unique Item! This was the first Unique Item I had ever dropped from a Monster! Sob sob~~ At this moment, my face was filled with emotion. Thinking back on my painful history, tears streamed down my face.
The first Unique Item I got was from opening a Treasure Chest after killing Radament. At the time, I was overjoyed, but unexpectedly, it was Junk with Stats even worse than Golden Equipment. The second was a Unique Bow I got from Kashya. Although its Stats were heaven-defying, it was a Bow, which I didn't like. The third was the Viper Amulet I got along with the Horadric Cube. Its Stats were so-so. For a Rogue Novice, it was barely worthy of the word Unique.
After more than three years in Diablo, I finally obtained my first Unique Item through a relatively "normal" Method. My Mood now can be imagined.
Reluctantly composing myself, I casually glanced at the Ground and found two more things.
Weapon: Adds 1-50 Lightning Damage.
Shield: +35% Lightning Resistance.
Other: +30% Lightning Resistance.
Two more treasures! However, after the stimulation of the Unique Staff, I felt somewhat indifferent to gains and losses.
Putting away these four Items, a tattered notebook on the Ground caught my attention. Picking it up, I saw the words "Horazon's Notebook" written in small Gold letters on the black cover. As expected, this Sorceress should be Tal Rasha's Traitor student, Horazon Vizier. To be precise, it should be his Projection. If his true Body were here, even with a few more Fara, we would have difficulty escaping Death.
Casually flipping through the notebook, I found that it was incomplete. The latter part seemed to have been torn off, leaving only a small portion at the beginning. How should I handle this? Forget it. I'll keep it for now and see what the content is. If I find anything important, it won't be too late to give it to Cain or Fara for research then.
Hmm, it seems there are only these few Items. There were no common Items like Gold Coins or Potions. I didn't expect Horazon to have such high taste, he's quite the collector of fine goods! After confirming that nothing was missed, I turned to clean up the entire Battlefield. Besides Horazon, there were also a few Elite and Chieftain Monsters. As expected, the Elite Level Wraith I killed first dropped a piece of Golden Equipment, which turned out to be a Necromancer's Special Item – a Shrunken Head.
Shrunken Head, as the name suggests, is a Shield made from a Head that has been processed with Arcane Magic. Sweat, holding a dried Head in your hand as a Shield, just thinking about it is disgusting enough. Necromancers' hobbies are truly spine-chilling. If I weren't coveting the Skills attached to Special Items, I would probably throw this goosebump-inducing thing far away immediately.
Besides the Elite Level Wraith dropping a Special Golden Equipment that I both loved and hated, the other Monsters were relatively poor. After scavenging, I only got one Rejuvenation Potion, a few Flawed Gems, and over ten pieces of Magic Equipment. The rest were Gold Coins and Potions.
After I finished, Akara and the others also came up. Fara was clearly Envious of my harvest and stared at me.
"Alright, I admit I'm afraid of you. Here, take this thing."
I rolled my Eyes at him and threw the Flawless Gem I had just harvested to Fara. Speaking of which, he contributed the most along the way, and being able to open the Teleportation Portal was also thanks to his Gem. Consider this a compensation.
Fara mechanically took the Gem, still Incredulous as he looked at me. In his opinion, if he was Rogue's Number One Stingy, Kashya was the second, and the third one was undoubtedly me. So, his Brain was unable to analyze my Action and crashed for a while.
Reading the obvious meaning in his Eyes, I was actually unable to refute. Yes, I am Rogue's Third Stingy, and I'm really sorry about that. But even the third stingiest person has principles! Don't treat me like some insatiably greedy person, you bastard!
"Oh, I was wrong. I actually kept thinking of you as Rogue's Third Stingy." Fara held the Gem emotionally, seemingly more shocked by me than happy about getting the Gem.
You should just think that last sentence in your Heart, don't say it out loud, you bastard! Be careful, I'll even shovel up the Mage Guild's lawn and sell it!
Afterward, I shamelessly asked Cain to help me Identify the Items. Then, right under their noses, I slowly took out over ten pieces of Magic Equipment, followed by two pieces of Special Golden Equipment, and finally the Unique Staff. Watching the gazes of the three gradually change from casual to Dumbfounded, this sense of accomplishment was truly satisfying.
"Even with the Horadric Cube, your Luck is too astonishing," Akara exclaimed Incredulous.
"This is, that must be..."
Cain took the Unique Staff and suddenly said to Akara and Fara with an excited expression.
"That's right, that's right, that's the one..." Fara nodded with shining Eyes, staring intently at the Staff, then looked at me with an extremely Envious gaze.
"Kid, you actually dropped this rare thing. You really hit the jackpot."
Unique Items have fixed Names and Stats. I wasn't surprised that Cain and Fara could guess its origin before Identifying it. However, I couldn't understand why, even if it was a Unique Item, it was just a beginner item, was it worth these two people who had seen countless things making such a fuss?
But soon, I knew why they were so excited. When I took the Identified Unique Staff from Cain's hand and glanced at its Stats, my Body instantly turned to stone.
Hydra King Staff
Two-Handed Damage: 5-13
Durability: 30-30
Required Level: 4
Staff Class: Normal Attack Speed
40% Enhanced Damage
+12 Poison Damage over 3 seconds
50% Mana Steal per Hit (You didn't read that wrong, it's indeed 50%)
+ Mana
Poison Resistance +15%
+50% Damage to Undead
+1 Skill Point
(Because the original 100% Mana Steal per Hit Stat of this Staff was too heaven-defying in this book, the Stat Value and other Stats have been slightly reduced.)
I... I didn't read that wrong, did I? This should be a Divine Artifact, right? It should be called a Divine Artifact to be worthy of its Value! At this moment, my Brain was in Chaos, just constantly calculating.
Suppose there is a bottle of medium Mana Potion. It restores 150 Mana over 40 minutes. If calculated with a Wizard's Skill Stats bonus, a Level 30 Wizard can shorten the absorption time to about 10 minutes. Okay, let's even account for stacking consumption method. Drinking five bottles at once, the limit time required for a Level 30 Wizard to digest one bottle of medium Mana Potion is about two minutes.
Two minutes equals one hundred and twenty seconds, meaning on average, only a little over one Mana can be restored per second. However, if a Wizard had this Unique Staff, facing an enemy of the same Level, even with very low Attack Power, they could still deal four or five Damage. Assuming the Wizard's Attack Speed is 1 attack per second, and the Hit Rate against a Monster of the same Level is 50% (this fluctuates greatly depending on the Monster's Stats, so we'll just take the average), plus the 50% Steal Chance, all these added together, no matter how you calculate it, can guarantee that the owner can absorb at least one Mana per second on average.
In other words, a Sorceress with this Staff has the Mana growth Speed of a Level 30 Wizard continuously stacking five bottles of medium Mana Potion, and without any side effects (drinking too many Potions has side effects). If this is the case for a Wizard's Physical Attack, what about other Classes if they held this Staff?
In short, an Adventurer with this Staff will definitely not have to worry about not having enough Potions. In this Reality where Potion Drop Rate is low, what else could this be but a Divine Artifact?
Seeing my petrified and drooling appearance, Cain kindly reminded me that this Unique Staff is indeed more practical than a Divine Artifact in the early stages. However, in the later stages, with the Monsters' Physical Defense, the Staff's meager Attack Power will be unable to Break Defense, and naturally, it won't be able to steal Mana. Therefore, it can only be used in the early stages. This is why it has such amazing Stats but is only a Unique Item.
Wiping my saliva, I put away the Unique Staff with immense regret. How great would it be if the Attack Power could increase tenfold or even eightyfold.
The second Item Cain handed me was the Mage Robe.
The Swirling Darkness Master Robe
Defense: 38
Durability: 35-35
Required Energy: 60
Required Level: 25
(Wizard Only)
+52% Enhanced Defense
+1 Lightning Skill Level (Wizard Only)
+3 Warmth (Wizard Only)
+2 to Frozen Armor (Wizard Only)
+15 Energy
+ Life
Cold Resistance +21%
Lightning Resistance +12%
+1 Light Radius
A Mage Robe with good Stats, which I could use. However, having just acquired the Unique Staff with infinite Mana Potion, the effect of +3 Warmth seemed insignificant. The +1 Lightning Skill was also useless to me. And why did a Golden Equipment have to be called Unique? It was truly conflicting.
The remaining Item was the Necromancer's Shrunken Head. Cain's eyebrows were tightly furrowed during the Identification process. When I took it, my Heart was also trembling with fear. It seems I'm not the only one who isn't interested in Necromancers' hobbies. I really want to study the psychology of Necromancers sometime and see what they feel when holding a dried Head.
Congealed Eyeball, Revealer's Head
Defense: 18
Durability: -
Required Strength: 18
Required Level: 12
(Necromancer Only)
+30% Enhanced Defense
+1 Raise Skeleton (Necromancer Only)
+2 Skeleton Mastery (Necromancer Only)
+ Life
Poison Resistance +30%
The five Ghost Wolves suddenly vanished with a "swish," disappearing into thin air. The Hell Clan members at the front, who saw it clearly, were startled – were they being haunted? Five large creatures just disappeared before their eyes.
However, their simple minds didn't think too much. Like devils entering a village, they glanced left and right suspiciously for a while, and upon confirming the Ghost Wolves were indeed gone, they immediately performed "precise" reasoning in their brains: Ghost Wolves are gone - only one enemy remains - we win.
"Ding!"
The Hell Clan, who reached this conclusion in a mere ten seconds, felt a crisp "ding" sound in their brains, like a Microwave Oven finishing heating, after the final step clicked. Their expressions instantly became like they had taken hundreds of Viagra pills, their emotions surging with excitement, their lust burning... oh no, it was rage, rage soaring to the Sky. Their round goat eyes immediately widened even more than bull eyes.
At this moment, the base mentality of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and using numbers to overwhelm, which was ingrained in the bones and souls of the Hell Clan, erupted in a massive revolution, raising banners and causing earth-shattering chaos. Perhaps even if their Sorceress Master stood before them now, they would rush forward without hesitation and sing a song about wilting chrysanthemums.
Simple-minded, hot-blooded Goatmen, they really are something.
Naturally, this group of Hell Clan, already quite sexually charged, didn't hear the faint cries for help from behind. The usually calm Wraiths, however, heard their Master's Wail, but unfortunately, they were sandwiched between the Hell Clan and the Vampire Prince, unable to move. As for the Vampire Prince at the very back, perhaps their brains were as dried up as their bodies, or perhaps they were just used to following the Hell Clan's Buttocks, feeling panicked if they didn't see their buddies' chrysanthemums for a moment. Thus, they also ignored the cries.
"Oh oh!"
I continuously jumped up to observe the battle situation behind me, letting out bursts of exclamation. It seemed my Treasured Blade was truly not old yet. The position of the Airdrop Encirclement was just right, actually trapping the Sorceress like a dumpling. What made me snicker even more was that these Minions actually ignored their Master's pleas for help. Could my Charm be so great that even Monsters couldn't resist? Oh my, although this is a Fact, saying it myself feels a bit embarrassing.
Still so fierce even when being group beatdown?
Seeing his personal guards rushing back to get married in their Hometown, the Sorceress was furious. In an instant, he actually grasped the true meaning of "self-reliance leads to prosperity," a Proletariat Communism principle. His Epiphany immediately reached a profound, unfathomable Realm. He couldn't help but pick a flower and smile, pointing one finger to the Sky and one finger to the Ground, saying: "Fire Wall, Weaken, Frost Nova."
Sweat. He released three Magic spells in one breath, and they even covered the Wizard's Cold Element and Fire Element, as well as the Necromancer's Curses. No wonder Fara said his Strength/Power was close to the Demon Lord Rank. I originally thought a Sorceress who was cornered would be a soft persimmon, but it seems the situation on Light Snow 's side is not optimistic.
That Ghost Wolf that was hit by the Curse had its Attack Power greatly reduced. After weighing the situation, it retreated from the sea of fire. Light Snow and the other three Ghost Wolves exchanged a few blows with the Sorceress. They also felt that living eternally in the raging fire was a job for humans, not wolves, so they also retreated. Only the Sorceress remained, twisting his Buttocks and dancing gracefully in his own sea of fire, looking smug as if saying: My Buttocks are right here, come on, come over.
However, the Sorceress couldn't laugh for long.
"Boom!"
A white Shockwave as thick as a bucket silently swept past. The Sorceress, who was standing on tiptoe in a difficult ballet pose, suddenly disappeared. Only the question he managed to hum from his nose still echoed in place.
Following the trajectory of the white Shockwave, on a Wall opposite, the Sorceress remained in his original pose, his Body deeply embedded in the Wall, looking like a Mural depicting the origin of ballet.
Little guy, don't think you're safe hiding in the sea of fire. I'll still blast you out. Light Snow let out a Werewolf Howl and rushed forward with the four Ghost Wolves.
It seems that side can be temporarily left alone. If she doesn't Transform into Blood Bear, Light Snow 's Strength/Power is slightly stronger than mine. Coupled with the assistance of four subordinates and their exquisite Fusion Technique, even a Demon Lord would be no match.
So, I should worry about myself instead.
Without the cooperation of the five Ghost Wolves, I wouldn't dare stand alone in the ten-meter-wide passageway like one man guarding the pass, ten thousand cannot open it. This is clearly Masochistic behavior. Facing hundreds of Monsters who seemed to have downed a hundred expired Viagra pills with ten bottles of high-purity Erguotou, I whistled and began my escape.
Of course, I couldn't be idle while escaping. The Poison Creeper, which had been ambushing for a long time, began to make its grand entrance. A green vine quietly emerged from the Ground, and a round serrated mouth suddenly opened on it, looking quite terrifying, but unfortunately... sigh.
The Poison Creeper had just poked its Head out when it was trampled by the Monsters' many feet. I said, Little Poison, have you been out of action for too long and gotten overly excited? You're running under the enemy's feet to get stepped on? Go bite the enemy's Tail, you idiot! Take down the Vampire Lord at the very back for me, you idiot!
My hands weren't idle either. I'm not a Sorceress; casting Magic while running at high Speed is temporarily impossible. But that's okay, I have plenty of Items. While running wildly, I randomly grabbed things from my Inventory.
Health Potion? Useless, throw it.
A piece of Jerky? Sweat, I'll throw it again.
The Strange Bread I bought from Lut Gholein Market a few months ago? Wow!! It emitted a strange smell that made people's faces go numb. I quickly threw it behind me. The Bread was thrown into the Monster crowd, and immediately a scream was heard.
It really feels like a scene from Doraemon.
Finally, I found what I wanted, a bottle of green liquid shimmering with the green light of spring, referred to as Brother Chun Liquid, also known as Pure Man Potion. It has excellent effects on people who have taken too many aphrodisiacs, regardless of gender or age.
Pulling open the bottle cap, I threw it behind me without looking. A few seconds later, green Poison Gas erupted in the Monster crowd, causing a wave of screams. Several Monsters who were hit directly desperately clutched their Throats, their mouths wide open, their Eyes almost bulging out. They collapsed looking utterly high.
Oh, and this slender bottle containing yellow liquid, its efficacy also seems quite good. I switched hands and threw the bottle down. Immediately there was another Explosion, and several poor Wraiths were blown into Mid-air – who told them their bodies were light?
The Poison Creeper also reacted, chasing behind the Monster group, targeting those Vampire Lords who looked like dry firewood. It would bite whoever was twisting their Buttocks the most fiercely. I think, if the Vampire Lords weren't too tall to swallow easily, the Poison Creeper wouldn't mind changing its taste.
We were having a blast here, and the Monster crowd was being reduced at a visible Speed. On Light Snow 's side, however, there was an earth-shattering Roar. I jumped up and saw that the Sorceress had exploded... to be precise, he had Self-Destructed. I saw him standing tall and proud, holding his Staff high, flames spewing from his entire Body. His posture was simply an otherworldly version of Dong Cunrui blowing up a bunker, showing his Proletariat ideological Epiphany had reached another level.
"Rumble!"
A Fire Pillar shot up from the Sorceress's Body, straight into the Sky. The entire Plaza began to shake violently, continuing for a while before stopping. After the Fire Pillar, the Sorceress disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few shiny Items displayed on the Ground. These were comparable to the things dropped by a Demon Lord! And this was probably his first Death in over a thousand years, so it must be a big drop.
For a moment, my Brain was in an Ethereal State, and then in the next moment, it was filled with a flood of petty bourgeois mentality.
Roar roar, who dares to stop me from picking up the Items!
At this moment, it seemed as if the alcohol and drug effects in all the remaining Monsters' bodies had transferred to me. They, however, sobered up due to the death of their boss. Seeing the enemy charging at them with red Eyes and killing intent, and looking around to see that most of their Brothers had fallen, they couldn't help but panic.
Hell Clan, you're very strong, aren't you? Don't think you're great just because you're bigger than O'Neal. Werebear Transformation! Watch my Feral Charge!
*Snap*, several Hell Clan members were sent flying.
Look at you, yes, that's right, I'm talking about you, Wraith. You're a Ghost just like Alice, why do you look so shabby? You can't even compare to half a hair on my Little Ghost. It's not your fault you're ugly, but it is your fault for coming out to scare people. Damn it, take my Pegasus Cyclone Star Shattering Strike! Turn into a shooting star in the Sky!
*Boom*, the leading Wraith disappeared into the beautiful starry Sky.
And you, don't run! I grabbed the collar of the Vampire Lord who was trying to escape. You... forget it, seeing how skinny you are, I'm too lazy to say anything. Taste my newly invented Clark's Finishing Argentine Back Throw!
A few seconds later, this poor Vampire Lord foamed at the mouth, his Figure changing from a 1 to a U.
After breaking through the Monsters' obstruction, I rushed towards the spot where the Sorceress fell, my Eyes turning into the shape of Gold Coins. Light Snow and the others on the opposite side rushed towards me, creating a contrast. The remaining Monsters would be left for them to handle.
Arriving at the place where the Sorceress fell, several conspicuous pieces of Equipment lay on the Ground. The brilliant Glow made my Eyes ache a little.
A great harvest! I picked up a piece of Golden Equipment, a Robe, from the Ground. This was clearly a Sorceress Item. After putting away the Robe, I didn't rush to Identify its Stats. Don't forget there's an Old Man with unlimited Identify function over there. An Identify Scroll costs Money too.
However, in the next moment, my movements froze on the spot. I was stunned for a good while before reacting. With trembling hands, I picked up a Staff that was hidden under the Mage Robe, and gently stroked it like a lover.
The Staff was made of Unknown Material, about one and a third meters long, entirely jade green. It was covered in profound Runes. When I stroked it, a cool sensation immediately spread through my hand. The Staff felt as if it was tailor-made for the size of my ten fingers; the grip was excellent, without any awkwardness.
Most, most, most, most... most importantly, this Staff emitted a Unique Glow. As I looked at it, my saliva started to flow uncontrollably.
A Unique Item! This was the first Unique Item I had ever dropped from a Monster! Sob sob~~ At this moment, my face was filled with emotion. Thinking back on my painful history, tears streamed down my face.
The first Unique Item I got was from opening a Treasure Chest after killing Radament. At the time, I was overjoyed, but unexpectedly, it was Junk with Stats even worse than Golden Equipment. The second was a Unique Bow I got from Kashya. Although its Stats were heaven-defying, it was a Bow, which I didn't like. The third was the Viper Amulet I got along with the Horadric Cube. Its Stats were so-so. For a Rogue Novice, it was barely worthy of the word Unique.
After more than three years in Diablo, I finally obtained my first Unique Item through a relatively "normal" Method. My Mood now can be imagined.
Reluctantly composing myself, I casually glanced at the Ground and found two more things.
Weapon: Adds 1-50 Lightning Damage.
Shield: +35% Lightning Resistance.
Other: +30% Lightning Resistance.
Two more treasures! However, after the stimulation of the Unique Staff, I felt somewhat indifferent to gains and losses.
Putting away these four Items, a tattered notebook on the Ground caught my attention. Picking it up, I saw the words "Horazon's Notebook" written in small Gold letters on the black cover. As expected, this Sorceress should be Tal Rasha's Traitor student, Horazon Vizier. To be precise, it should be his Projection. If his true Body were here, even with a few more Fara, we would have difficulty escaping Death.
Casually flipping through the notebook, I found that it was incomplete. The latter part seemed to have been torn off, leaving only a small portion at the beginning. How should I handle this? Forget it. I'll keep it for now and see what the content is. If I find anything important, it won't be too late to give it to Cain or Fara for research then.
Hmm, it seems there are only these few Items. There were no common Items like Gold Coins or Potions. I didn't expect Horazon to have such high taste, he's quite the collector of fine goods! After confirming that nothing was missed, I turned to clean up the entire Battlefield. Besides Horazon, there were also a few Elite and Chieftain Monsters. As expected, the Elite Level Wraith I killed first dropped a piece of Golden Equipment, which turned out to be a Necromancer's Special Item – a Shrunken Head.
Shrunken Head, as the name suggests, is a Shield made from a Head that has been processed with Arcane Magic. Sweat, holding a dried Head in your hand as a Shield, just thinking about it is disgusting enough. Necromancers' hobbies are truly spine-chilling. If I weren't coveting the Skills attached to Special Items, I would probably throw this goosebump-inducing thing far away immediately.
Besides the Elite Level Wraith dropping a Special Golden Equipment that I both loved and hated, the other Monsters were relatively poor. After scavenging, I only got one Rejuvenation Potion, a few Flawed Gems, and over ten pieces of Magic Equipment. The rest were Gold Coins and Potions.
After I finished, Akara and the others also came up. Fara was clearly Envious of my harvest and stared at me.
"Alright, I admit I'm afraid of you. Here, take this thing."
I rolled my Eyes at him and threw the Flawless Gem I had just harvested to Fara. Speaking of which, he contributed the most along the way, and being able to open the Teleportation Portal was also thanks to his Gem. Consider this a compensation.
Fara mechanically took the Gem, still Incredulous as he looked at me. In his opinion, if he was Rogue's Number One Stingy, Kashya was the second, and the third one was undoubtedly me. So, his Brain was unable to analyze my Action and crashed for a while.
Reading the obvious meaning in his Eyes, I was actually unable to refute. Yes, I am Rogue's Third Stingy, and I'm really sorry about that. But even the third stingiest person has principles! Don't treat me like some insatiably greedy person, you bastard!
"Oh, I was wrong. I actually kept thinking of you as Rogue's Third Stingy." Fara held the Gem emotionally, seemingly more shocked by me than happy about getting the Gem.
You should just think that last sentence in your Heart, don't say it out loud, you bastard! Be careful, I'll even shovel up the Mage Guild's lawn and sell it!
Afterward, I shamelessly asked Cain to help me Identify the Items. Then, right under their noses, I slowly took out over ten pieces of Magic Equipment, followed by two pieces of Special Golden Equipment, and finally the Unique Staff. Watching the gazes of the three gradually change from casual to Dumbfounded, this sense of accomplishment was truly satisfying.
"Even with the Horadric Cube, your Luck is too astonishing," Akara exclaimed Incredulous.
"This is, that must be..."
Cain took the Unique Staff and suddenly said to Akara and Fara with an excited expression.
"That's right, that's right, that's the one..." Fara nodded with shining Eyes, staring intently at the Staff, then looked at me with an extremely Envious gaze.
"Kid, you actually dropped this rare thing. You really hit the jackpot."
Unique Items have fixed Names and Stats. I wasn't surprised that Cain and Fara could guess its origin before Identifying it. However, I couldn't understand why, even if it was a Unique Item, it was just a beginner item, was it worth these two people who had seen countless things making such a fuss?
But soon, I knew why they were so excited. When I took the Identified Unique Staff from Cain's hand and glanced at its Stats, my Body instantly turned to stone.
Hydra King Staff
Two-Handed Damage: 5-13
Durability: 30-30
Required Level: 4
Staff Class: Normal Attack Speed
40% Enhanced Damage
+12 Poison Damage over 3 seconds
50% Mana Steal per Hit (You didn't read that wrong, it's indeed 50%)
+ Mana
Poison Resistance +15%
+50% Damage to Undead
+1 Skill Point
(Because the original 100% Mana Steal per Hit Stat of this Staff was too heaven-defying in this book, the Stat Value and other Stats have been slightly reduced.)
I... I didn't read that wrong, did I? This should be a Divine Artifact, right? It should be called a Divine Artifact to be worthy of its Value! At this moment, my Brain was in Chaos, just constantly calculating.
Suppose there is a bottle of medium Mana Potion. It restores 150 Mana over 40 minutes. If calculated with a Wizard's Skill Stats bonus, a Level 30 Wizard can shorten the absorption time to about 10 minutes. Okay, let's even account for stacking consumption method. Drinking five bottles at once, the limit time required for a Level 30 Wizard to digest one bottle of medium Mana Potion is about two minutes.
Two minutes equals one hundred and twenty seconds, meaning on average, only a little over one Mana can be restored per second. However, if a Wizard had this Unique Staff, facing an enemy of the same Level, even with very low Attack Power, they could still deal four or five Damage. Assuming the Wizard's Attack Speed is 1 attack per second, and the Hit Rate against a Monster of the same Level is 50% (this fluctuates greatly depending on the Monster's Stats, so we'll just take the average), plus the 50% Steal Chance, all these added together, no matter how you calculate it, can guarantee that the owner can absorb at least one Mana per second on average.
In other words, a Sorceress with this Staff has the Mana growth Speed of a Level 30 Wizard continuously stacking five bottles of medium Mana Potion, and without any side effects (drinking too many Potions has side effects). If this is the case for a Wizard's Physical Attack, what about other Classes if they held this Staff?
In short, an Adventurer with this Staff will definitely not have to worry about not having enough Potions. In this Reality where Potion Drop Rate is low, what else could this be but a Divine Artifact?
Seeing my petrified and drooling appearance, Cain kindly reminded me that this Unique Staff is indeed more practical than a Divine Artifact in the early stages. However, in the later stages, with the Monsters' Physical Defense, the Staff's meager Attack Power will be unable to Break Defense, and naturally, it won't be able to steal Mana. Therefore, it can only be used in the early stages. This is why it has such amazing Stats but is only a Unique Item.
Wiping my saliva, I put away the Unique Staff with immense regret. How great would it be if the Attack Power could increase tenfold or even eightyfold.
The second Item Cain handed me was the Mage Robe.
The Swirling Darkness Master Robe
Defense: 38
Durability: 35-35
Required Energy: 60
Required Level: 25
(Wizard Only)
+52% Enhanced Defense
+1 Lightning Skill Level (Wizard Only)
+3 Warmth (Wizard Only)
+2 to Frozen Armor (Wizard Only)
+15 Energy
+ Life
Cold Resistance +21%
Lightning Resistance +12%
+1 Light Radius
A Mage Robe with good Stats, which I could use. However, having just acquired the Unique Staff with infinite Mana Potion, the effect of +3 Warmth seemed insignificant. The +1 Lightning Skill was also useless to me. And why did a Golden Equipment have to be called Unique? It was truly conflicting.
The remaining Item was the Necromancer's Shrunken Head. Cain's eyebrows were tightly furrowed during the Identification process. When I took it, my Heart was also trembling with fear. It seems I'm not the only one who isn't interested in Necromancers' hobbies. I really want to study the psychology of Necromancers sometime and see what they feel when holding a dried Head.
Congealed Eyeball, Revealer's Head
Defense: 18
Durability: -
Required Strength: 18
Required Level: 12
(Necromancer Only)
+30% Enhanced Defense
+1 Raise Skeleton (Necromancer Only)
+2 Skeleton Mastery (Necromancer Only)
+ Life
Poison Resistance +30%
