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Chapter 1239

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Not bad, not bad, still quite practical.

Xiao Feng showed a satisfied expression.

This talent combines offense and defense, can attack when advancing and defend when retreating, truly living up to its name!

When HP is high, a hundredfold burst damage combined with a ten-thousandfold amplification equals a millionfold amplification.

What does that mean?

If calculated based on the main body's output, even a peak God King powerhouse probably couldn't withstand it!

Although the clone's strength currently falls short of the main body, if we only consider output, it actually has hope of gradually catching up.

After all, that's a 100-fold difference!

However, when HP drops below 50%, the hundredfold burst damage effect is lost, turning into an additional 99% damage reduction.

This extra damage reduction can stack with base reduction, applying first a 99.99% reduction then a 99% reduction, which is quite shameless.

To break this talent, aside from level crushing, only the 12th machine soldier's talent of five consecutive blade strikes, or directly killing it when above half HP, can achieve it.

Killing it when above half HP removes the 99% damage reduction; only then can a burst kill Xiao Feng's clone. Otherwise, it's as hard as climbing to heaven!

Xiao Feng even felt a bit regretful; he should have washed away the weather talent earlier and directly consumed this talent into his main body, so that all future clones would have the same effect.

But it's a pity; regret comes too late now. The slot taken by the weather talent should be left for a future 8th-tier talent.

"Let's go, back to Zhu Shen Da Lu for a stroll, then to Hui Feng Ling Island to comprehend the law." Xiao Feng thought, then transmitted away from the Zhu Tian Tower space.

From start to finish, no one noticed his arrival; thousands of players on the sub-lines wanted to see him in person, but never got the chance.

After leaving the Zhu Tian Tower, Xiao Feng directly returned to Zhu Shen Da Lu.

The 【Myriad Beast Robe】 is still bonding; his base HP recovery is now over 8 million, lifesteal can't kill him, so he doesn't need to heal himself.

Because the new equipment hasn't been imprinted with the Fashion Copy, he now looks a bit mismatched, wearing a half-sleeve robe of the Myriad Beast Worship, with the Vajra Bracelet and Binding Spirit Cord on his wrists exposed, like a nouveau riche who doesn't know how to dress.

Just after returning to Zhu Shen Da Lu, Xiao Feng received several messages.

"Kiddo! You're awesome! Come back and show off to your dad!"

"Xiao Feng, why did you come back? Quickly return to your Shen Jie to hide; the folks at home know about your affairs and now all want to ask you for favors—don't let them run into you!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, you're back! When I watched the livestream I drew a main divine artifact, my output is now super high!"

"President, someone in the live stream called you a Lan Jian; we've already killed him back to the newbie village. Should we take him offline for real? Oh right, that's a Bangzi!"

He doesn't have many friends in Zhu Shen Da Lu; most of his friends are playing in Shen Jie.

Seeing his parents' and little junior brother's messages, he couldn't help but smile, feeling like returning home in fine clothes.

And the message from the guild elder made him unable to suppress laughter.

"What is a Lan Jian?" he replied.

Elder Cheng Lin explained: "It means a traitor to Lan Xing. That Bangzi sees you being so friendly to the Evil Realm's trash-picking, the Feng Feng Shi of spacetime rifts, and another Lan Xing person etc. alien players, sparing their lives, so he spreads rumors everywhere to smear you."

Xiao Feng's mouth twitched.

Lan Jian...

This term is quite harsh; why not upgrade it to "Ren Jian"?

Betraying humanity, being overly friendly to foreign race players, this can also be used to smear.

"Forget him, just kill him back to the newbie village. When he leaves the village and reaches level 100, kill him again." Xiao Feng replied lightly, holding no grudge.

Elder Cheng Lin hehe laughed: "Okay, President, we understand. Uh... but... most of our guild members have actively or passively ascended, leaving only over 500 people; when we clash with the Bangzi side, we sometimes can't win."

Passive ascension refers to those who had broken through to the Half-God realm but were stuck at level 250, not advancing to 255; while watching the Primordial World livestream, they were forcibly boosted to level 255 by the blessing rain, and the system kicked them into Shen Jie.

Such "victims" are not few; across the whole region, they likely total at least 150 million, each bearing deep resentment.

Those still stuck at ascension now are basically those who haven't broken through to the Half-God realm, and even with the blessing rain they can't level up.

Xiao Feng knows that Bangzi country players have relatively many stuck ascensions; they are currently one of the strongest nations in Zhu Shen Da Lu.

Longguo's stuck ascensions are also not few, but most are elderly or casual users, so their combat strength isn't that strong.

Hearing Cheng Lin's words, he replied: "I still have some ungraded superior and supreme divine artifacts on me; they should be able to equip a small squad of 10-20 people, I don't know if that's enough."

Cheng Lin said: "That... should be enough, but the previous blessing rain also let many on the continent draw ungraded supreme divine artifacts. Now the region has at least over 100 players whose overall strength far exceeds regular 250-level Half-Gods, which is quite troublesome."

"Uh..." Xiao Feng felt awkward.

He still thought bringing back ungraded divine artifacts was impressive, the only one in the whole region.

He didn't expect the blessing rain draws to be that many.

Thinking about it, the permanent population of Zhu Shen Da Lu is not much less than Shen Jie; the overall chance of winning is at least around 40%, allowing them to split nearly half of the Supreme Treasure and ungraded supreme divine artifact rewards.

Among these people, a large portion were forced to ascend, but some will always remain.

Even under equipment rules limiting to 1-2 pieces above low-grade divine artifacts, it's enough to gain a huge boost.

If such people gather together, sweeping other guilds would basically pose no problem.

"If it's really tough to get by, you should ascend, you should merge guilds, go play with other Longguo stuck-ascension guilds; no need to cling to a small plot of a few hundred people." Xiao Feng said.

Now the members of the Demolition Team, Long Soul, etc. guilds have almost all ascended; those left are very few.

A small guild of a few hundred people bearing the title "server's strongest" is easily provoked, inviting trouble.

Elder Cheng Lin, hearing this, nodded: "Okay President, we'll consider it."

"Mm."

Xiao Feng didn't reply further.

Still, he opened the guild warehouse, threw in 20 ungraded-required medium, superior, supreme divine artifacts, for them to distribute.

Such items are still valuable in Zhu Shen Da Lu; the blessing rain gives bound gear, cannot be sold.

But what he gave can be freely traded; if sold, it's worth at least several million.

How the members distribute them he doesn't care; to him now, these things are just sand in the fingernails, insignificant.

After handing out the gear, Xiao Feng replied to his parents' message, telling his father Xiao Qin Tian, 'Dad, heading back to Xiao Zhai, I've brought you some cool stuff!'

He again said to his mother Su Yuxia: "Mom, I lack fashionable clothes; please get me a few more sets, preferably identical ones!"

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