There Is A Huge Problem With My Achievement System

Chapter 364 - 364: Bee-Type Living Automatic Rifle (Mist)

Translator: 549690339

The supernatural powers of the Mother Earth Continent all relied on the existence of gods. If one wanted to change their profession, they had to believe in a certain god.

For example, mages had to believe in the Archmage God Charles, and it had to be the main faith.

After the class change, as the quality of faith gradually increased, they would slowly obtain the corresponding skills.ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Noᴠel Fɪre.net

As for the other professions, although they also had to have a main faith, there were also sub-professions. However, because faith was not pure, no matter if it was the main profession or sub-profession, they would not have too high achievements, especially sub-professions. At most, they could only obtain one or two profession skills, and they were the most basic ones.

Therefore, normally speaking, the cost-performance ratio of a mage was higher because the Archmage Charles ‘beliefs covered a wider range.

However, mages also had a class change. However, that kind of class change was actually just adding the corresponding god’s honorific name when chanting.

For example, fire mages would praise the Fire God after the Archmage.

There were also differences in class changes.

Before changing to a mage, one had to learn a large amount of magic knowledge and then become an apprentice of a regular mage. Only after receiving the recommendation of a mage, accepting and passing the assessment, and having a sufficiently pure faith could one become a qualified mage and own a mage tower.

As for the rest…For example, gods like the God of War would set up a class change statue in a specially set up class change hall in the main city. They could change their class with a little money.

As for the irregular ones-

Only the low-level gods, or some gods that were not accepted by the mainstream public, would place their job-changing idols in various dungeons or some dangerous places, which were the so-called blessings of the gods.

At the same time, in order to ensure that people would go to these places, they would also find all kinds of treasures to place in the underground city or in dangerous places…

These were all information that the captured elemental master gods had told Ji Ruo. To humans, this was information that no one knew, but to the gods, it was not a secret.

Back to the main topic, after the black-robed mage’s reminder, everyone except Ji Ruo waited for the monster to appear.

Although she hadn’t seen it yet, Emily was already starting to get nervous. She held her staff and chanted in a low voice, making eight mistakes in her incantation…

How did Jiruo know? After knowing that danger was coming, the speed at which this fellow chanted became faster and faster. In just a few seconds, he had chanted no less than three times. The content of each spell was different. He could even recite the honorific name of a god wrongly. The Goddess of Life had been the Goddess of Nature many times…

“It’s the Flying Needle Demonic Bees!”

Lauren held his sword with both hands and said with a solemn expression, ‘”‘The terrain here is wide. We can’t clash with them here. Retreat quickly! ”

As they were talking, there were already a lot of demonic bees hovering in the air. They aimed at the few of them and began to shoot poisonous needles.

Lauren brandished his greatsword, and the sounds of clanging rang out endlessly. For a moment, he managed to block everything except those that he couldn’t block.

Out of ten poisonous needles, he could block six of them. As for the remaining four, three of them pierced Lauren’s body…

Behind Lauren, the archer was still aiming, and the black-robed mage had already finished chanting. His entire body was covered by a pitch-black circular barrier.

The obscure elemental fluctuations continued, as if some powerful magic was brewing.

Ji Ruo’s expression was strange. What Flying Needle Wasps? Weren’t they just Tail Stinger Wasps?

He had encountered this kind of monster many times, and it was a relatively common bee-type monster.

Other than the different names, their functions were almost the same. They were all shooting poison needles.

However, the Flying Needle Bees ‘ammunition storage seemed to be larger, and the poisonous needles were thinner and shorter, so they could fire more bullets.

Emily was trembling as she stuttered in her recitation. The entire incantation sounded like nonsense to Ji Ruo. This made Ji Ruo realize that this was probably the first time this guy had entered a dungeon. Don’t look at how experienced he was before, it was probably his first time seeing a monster.

This healing technique was probably… Eh?

Just as Ji Ruo was about to make his move, his divine sense suddenly sensed the surrounding elemental energy surging. Specks of green light gathered at the front of Emily’s staff.

No way! A random incantation could be successfully activated?

. Please bestow your divine power to heal your devout believers!”

Emily excitedly waved her staff and a green light filled with life shot out from the tip of the staff, directly hitting Lauren… On a Flying Needle Bee in front of him.

The demonic bees seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and their spraying efficiency increased by 40%.

Lauren was speechless.

How can you be so devious with Q!

The archer was speechless.

The black-robed mage was speechless.

Because he was speechless, his chanting was interrupted.

Emily: sigma2 (.Å.;)

Ji Ruo was also speechless.

Emily was right. Lauren stood on the spot and waved his sword to block, but she couldn’t hit him.

But if she said that she wasn’t allowed…The demonic bee was flying around in an erratic manner. She actually hit it with one strike. This…

“Why the hell are you throwing healing spells at me!”

Lao Lun couldn’t help but shout. He didn’t dare to turn around. The number of demonic bees in front of him was increasing, and the poisonous needles were also getting more and more concentrated. Ji Ruo could only see from Lao Lun’s gradually ashen neck that this guy was probably angry. His face was ashen, and the green had reached his neck.

“I, I, I, I’m a little nervous.. You, you, you hold on a little longer!”