The mechanical gargoyle flapped its wings with difficulty and was shaking. On several occasions, Xiao Ling almost thought that he was going to fall into the trap with the mechanical gargoyle, but the mechanical gargoyle struggled to stabilize his body.
Xiao Ling looked at his blood volume, and there was still 36%. In order to avoid falling to the ground and falling off blood again, Xiao Ling drank a bottle of low-level instant recovery potion and ate a piece of bread. His blood volume slowly recovered.
The cliff is about 100 meters high. If it falls to the bottom of the cliff at its current speed, there should be no danger. Xiao Ling thought, if it weren't for the mechanical gargoyle, he would have to die if he fell from such a high place.
The punishment for death is quite serious, which means that the level you have spent a long time to practice will drop by level one, and in addition, a piece of equipment and some gold coins will also drop. Fortunately, unless the mechanical gargoyle is destroyed, the mechanical gargoyle will automatically return to the sub-space after it is dead and will not be lost.
The clouds and mist floating in the mountains continued to rise. Xiao Ling looked into the distance. Among the endless mountains were endless farmland. The town of Tyria was like a pearl, dotted in this green field.
Xiao Ling looked down and saw a large area of ​​flat grass under her feet. When she fell, she fell directly from the hillside to the foot of the mountain.
It was getting closer and closer to the ground, less than ten meters, and there was no danger even if it fell down. Xiao Ling was glad that a crackling sound came from the mechanical gargoyle, and Xiao Ling felt a slump in her heart. There would be no problem with the mechanical gargoyle, right? If there was a problem with the mechanical gargoyle, it would be even more uncomfortable than dying it by herself.
Xiao Ling's body suddenly sank, and the mechanical gargoyle seemed to be unable to support Xiao Ling's weight. When it reached three or four meters above the ground, the mechanical gargoyle suddenly lost its strength and fell down with Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling fell heavily to the ground and rolled far away, but before falling down, he protected the mechanical gargoyle tightly. The mechanical gargoyle did not suffer a serious impact.
After checking the blood volume, only more than 20% of it was lost. Xiao Ling stood up and did not care about recovering the blood volume. He checked around him. No monsters approached and began to check on the mechanical gargoyles.
"Guji Guji." The mechanical gargoyle struggled to stand still, and her cute face grinned and smiled at Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling couldn't help but touch the little head of the mechanical gargoyle. Xiao Ling understood a little why mechanical alchemists had incomprehensible deep feelings for their mechanical puppets. In the mechanical alchemist's special practice, there was a clear rule that mechanical alchemists must protect their mechanical puppets.
Mechanical alchemists treat mechanical puppets as carefully as their own children, because no matter when, even if the whole world betrays you, mechanical puppets will always be your most loyal comrade. In dangerous moments, they can even sacrifice themselves to save your life. No creature or human is more trustworthy than mechanical puppets!
Xiao Ling carefully checked the body of the mechanical gargoyle and was shocked to find that the mechanical gargoyle's wings were covered with cracks, and the metal at the root of the right wing was broken. The metal of purple gold is quite tough, but it still cannot withstand the powerful force and breaks. It can be seen how much pressure the mechanical gargoyle's wings were under just now.
Looking at the mechanical gargoyle's wings hanging down because it was not supported, Xiao Ling suddenly felt a little sad. It seemed that he had to remove the mechanical gargoyle's wings and re-made a pair of wings with the refining formation.
Xiao Ling took the mechanical gargoyle into the sub-space.
Xiao Ling was thinking about how to repair the mechanical gargoyle. A flash of inspiration passed by in his mind. The mechanical gargoyle's body was divided into fifty-three metal parts. Each part had different requirements for metal characteristics. The wear resistance of the joints to metal, the hardness of the bones to metal, and the toughness of the wings to metal. Can different metals be used to make various parts of the mechanical gargoyle?
I don’t know if this idea is feasible, but Xiao Ling doesn’t have much metal on hand, so I can only try it later. I don’t know how Ye Luo is doing, so Xiao Ling dialed Ye Luo’s voice: “I’m safe, how are you there? Do you need help?”
"Some interesting things happened, coordinates: Tylia 239.239.239. Come here quickly, otherwise you will miss the show." Ye Luo's words aroused Xiao Ling's curiosity, and he didn't know what was going on.
After looking at the coordinates he was in, Xiao Ling ran towards the coordinate direction that Ye Luo mentioned.
Walking along the foot of the mountain, looking forward, there was a small camp on the hillside in the distance, and the outer walls were all made of thick trees. Fierce battles were taking place there, and three beast-like creatures could be seen from afar, probably the three zombies chasing Ye Luo.
One of the three rotten corpse guards was covered with ice armor, one covered with stone-like skin, and the other covered with earthy spikes. They rushed around the camp, and a group of people were blocking the three rotten corpse guards.
Xiao Ling was stunned. This camp should not be a monster camp, but an NPC camp.
Ye Luo smiled in his voice and said, "I accidentally caused trouble and led the three rotten corpse guards to the NPC camp." There was no repentance in his tone, but there was a scent of gloating.
Xiao Ling refused to comment. For players, NPCs are always NPCs, just some virtual data that exists for the mission plot. Ye Luo's behavior did not arouse Xiao Ling's disgust. While approaching there, Xiao Ling asked, "What's the situation over there?"
"This NPC camp should exist to deal with the Bloody Monastery. It is just an outpost in the town of Tylia. It is not very strong, with only dozens of NPCs and is not of high level. However, there should be no problem killing the three rotten corpse guards." Ye Luo said.
Xiao Ling observed the terrain and found that the camp was stuck on the way to the Blood Monastery to the Tyria town. Moreover, due to the high terrain, if a battle occurs in the camp, the sentry tower of the Tyria town in the distance should be discovered at the first time. Even if the NPCs in the camp cannot defeat the three rotten corpse guards, I believe reinforcements will arrive soon.
"How about the two rotten corpse guards who tracked you? Will they chase after you? If they can also attract the two rotten corpse guards, it will be lively." Ye Luo was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
The two rotten corpses guarded at the top of the cliff, and Xiao Ling said, "They probably won't come."
"What a pity." Ye Luo said in a disappointment, and Xiao Ling laughed in silence.
The battle in the camp became more and more intense, and the horn of the battle blew up and echoed around. The gorgeous magic light shone everywhere and bloomed like fireworks. The battle became white-hot. Xiao Ling accelerated his speed and rushed towards the camp.
Chapter completed!