Chapter 680: Resurrection

After flying to the sky above the Summoning Tower, Lin Feng removed the disguise of the Thousand-Faced Silver Ring, suppressed his strength to the level of a lower-level apostle, and then landed on the square outside the Summoning Tower.

There weren't many people in the square. Unlike the crowded scene of the army at the Gate of Eternal Night, the Obsidian Dark Crystal Square in front of the Summoning Tower was empty and deserted.

Two people, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, were standing at the entrance of the tower, talking together.

The taller one is a bear-man, standing 2.8 meters tall with shoulders nearly a meter wide, covered in thick brown-gray fur.

He carried a giant wooden stake, 2.2 meters long, on his shoulder, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) with seven dark-colored animal tooth nails driven into its thick end.

The goblin next to him was pitifully small in comparison, standing at 1.8 meters tall with limbs as thin as bamboo poles.

It has dark green skin, two pointed ears that stick out to the sides, and a small copper ring hanging from the tip of each ear.

The bear-man was patting the goblin's shoulder hard, making the small body sway.

He had a very loud voice that could be heard halfway down the street: "Hahahaha! I never thought you, Snik, would have this day! You died once, and all you have left is a golden scimitar?"

You used to brag about how rich your territory was, but now you've shown your true colors, haven't you?

Snik rolled his eyes while rubbing his hands together: "You have the nerve to laugh at me? Where's your golden-jawed heavy armor? Where's your golden-horned helmet? It's all gone, isn't it?"

"When you were cleaved in two during our last duel in the Central Region, I was still alive and well."

But honestly, when you landed with your upper body down and then swore, I almost burst out laughing.

"I died a glorious death!" Balor's voice boomed. "I charged ahead with the Earth-Splitting Axe, and smashed the heads of two Blood Demon Sect bastards in one go!"

And you? Were you hiding behind a rock again, trying to shoot a sneak attack, only to get slapped to death?

"Bullshit! I called it a flanking maneuver!" Snik rubbed his hands together even faster. "Anyway, I died a few hours later than you, so I win this round. Here, give me ten amethyst crystals."

"You won my ass!" Balor slapped him on the back, causing Snik to stagger forward two steps.

"You died late because you hid everywhere! What kind of victory is that? You should be grateful that the Viscount didn't punish you for desertion. And now you want amethyst from me?"

“That’s called tactics!” Snik steadied himself, turned around and glared at him. “Don’t you understand tactics? Using terrain and mobility to pull the enemy’s formation and disperse their firepower, that’s called battlefield containment!”

What do you mean by desertion? I died a heroic death, incidentally buying time for our allies to retreat. Though defeated, I was still honorable, understand?

"That's your escape route!"

"That was a roundabout route!"

Lin Feng stood by and listened for a long time, and roughly understood the cause and effect.

It turns out that these two were lower-ranking apostles who died in the Eternal Night Snow Mountain, and they came here after being resurrected.

That's right, it's resurrection. At the level of an apostle, death is not such an easy thing.

As long as you don't lose a complete Dimensional Heart when you die, you can spend half a year resurrecting in your own dimension.

Of course, resurrection is possible, but all "True Character Equipment" carried will be dropped, and all personal bound equipment will be destroyed.

As for the probability of dropping a complete dimensional heart, he knew it was around five percent.

Thinking about this probability, he couldn't help but want to confirm it, so he silently activated his Eye of Probability and looked at Balor.

【Barlor】

Level: Lv52

Type: Bearman

Possible drops: Complete Dimensional Heart (6%), Ice-Treading Boots (20%), Raging Bear's Bite (20%), Shattered Star Ring (20%), Soul-Eating Bone Bracelet (20%), Earth-Splitting Pillar (100%)...

Note: Because they belong to the Nightmare faction, the drop rate is greatly reduced after killing them.

Actual drop rate:

Ground-splitting pile (100%) → 0.000001%

Complete Dimensional Core: 6% → 0.000001%

Ice Boots: 20% → 0.000001%

Raging Bear's Bite: 20% → 0.000001%

For other unlisted items: corresponding probability → 0.000001%

After shutting down the detection, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

That ground-cracking stake that shows a 100% drop rate should be the weapon on Balor's back; I didn't expect it to be a genuine piece of equipment.

He remembered that the "Sympathy Guide" described that fighting between Nightmare factions would not result in any drops, not even True-Tier equipment.

This is why the possibility of internal strife within the Nightmare faction has been greatly reduced.

However, the Eye of Probability shows that the drop rate is not zero, but has been reduced to one in a hundred million.

This difference may be meaningless to others, but it makes a big difference to oneself.

The Eye of Probability can turn that one in a billion into one hundred million.

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he saw that the two had stopped arguing and were both looking at him.

Lin Feng stepped forward and nodded to the two men: "Gentlemen, are you also here to report to the Summoning Tower?"

Balor casually replied, "Yes, we've been here for a while now."

The bear-man glanced at Lin Feng, his gaze lingering on him for a moment: "Lord Lin? You just finished the interdimensional war, you must be feeling unwell."

Lin Feng nodded: "Yes, the interdimensional war just ended today, and I received the Viscount's summons, so I rushed over. But I don't know how Lord Balor found out?"

Balor laughed heartily: "How do you know? Isn't it obvious? The Viscount issued a supreme mobilization order half a year ago, requiring all lords except those currently engaged in the interdimensional war to go to the battlefield."

Once on the battlefield, the only way to return to Eternal Night City is to die and be resurrected. Lord Lin, clad in golden armor, certainly didn't look like someone who had died in battle.

Lin Feng said, "I see."

He glanced at the door to the hall, then looked back at the two men: "Now that you're here, why don't you go in?"

Balor's laughter suddenly stopped, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

He raised his hand and scratched the thick hair on the back of his head, lowering his voice a few decibels: "Uh... you shouldn't go in either, Talon Wayne has gone out on business."

Snik, standing to the side, awkwardly rubbed his hands together, his slender fingers moving rapidly, his eyes darting around: "Yes, yes, he went out, we... we're waiting for him to come back."

Lin Feng glanced back and forth between the two of them a few times.

Snik felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and looked away: "Actually, there's nothing I can't say... It's just that, the two of us fought the Blood Demon Sect on the snowy mountain battlefield, but we lost and got killed."

He cleared his throat, his voice trailing off: "After resurrecting, I lost all my equipment. All that's left for Balor is his training dummy, and I'm not much better off."

"I came to see Steward Talon this time to see if I could get an advance on a few pieces of gold equipment..."

Balor slapped his thigh and said, "Alright, since we're all waiting anyway, let's wait together. Talon is a very meticulous person; if he says he'll be back in half an hour, he won't be a moment late."