Seeing Xu Le's serious expression, Wang Man became even more confused, summoning a toad?

"The black tide is coming soon, Brother Xu Le."

"I know." Xu Le continued digging for earthworms without raising his head.

She stared at Xu Le for a while. He looked like he didn't want to talk to her, and she started to feel a little unhappy.

"Brother Xu Le, are you going to keep digging for earthworms until night?"

"Any questions?"

Xu Le asked back, and Wang Man was immediately speechless.

"If you don't want to talk to me, just say so. Why beat around the bush?"

Seeing Faxiao walking away angrily, Xu Le also looked confused.

I'm obviously talking to you seriously, but you think I'm lying to you?

But Wang Man was right about not wanting to talk to Wang Man. He really didn't want to talk to Wang Man.

Time passes minute by minute.

Xu Le dug for a long time before he found enough for ten earthworms, and then dug out a few more earthworms in case of emergency.

Late at night, Xu Le looked up at the sky.

Unlike the sky last night, the night at this time is no longer dark.

Instead, it was a patch of red.

Zhang Zhe on the side also looked at the red moon and began to pray:

"The red moon shines on the earth, and the Holy Lord of the Red Moon protects me. I hope that mankind can overcome the darkness and move towards the light."

Xu Le just watched him pray quietly.

He didn't know how to evaluate Zhang Zhe's prayer, and he also looked at the red moon.

[The Red Moon Tribulation will come in 13 minutes and 45 seconds.]

Xu Le is not sure whether the Red Moon has anything to do with the so-called Red Moon Tribulation.

His level is not yet high enough to study this kind of thing.

Whether it was the Red Moon Tribulation or the Guyinduo Black Tide, it seemed to be unimportant at this moment.

He just hoped that he could be calmer tonight.

It is said that as long as you persist until 4:30 to 4:50, when the first ray of light in the morning shines on the earth, the weirdness will recede like the tide.

When Zhang Zhe saw Xu Le looking at the red moon, he felt a little emotional:

"The red moon is so beautiful. Its existence teaches us knowledge and gives us strength.

It gives us a brand new path, allows warlocks to appear, and allows humans to grow.

Xu Le, did you know? When the red moon is full, it is the time for the black tide to come."

Xu Le's thoughts suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something.

Just now Zhang Zhe mentioned knowledge, no, it is not knowledge.

Gan had told him before that the answer had already been recorded on your path of seeking knowledge.

"It's a road. Red Moon has given us a brand new road, and the answer has already been recorded on the road of seeking knowledge.

The path to knowledge is learning. Have the answers already been recorded on learning-related items?

If Gan’s words mean this…”

Xu Le quickly took out the manual in his arms and quickly turned to the last page.

I don’t know if it’s because of the red moon or because of my own understanding.

At this moment, the text on the manual began to become crooked.

And there are two more conditions required.

[Disaster Warlock-Flame LV1 Promotion-Sacrifice Method, the specific conditions are as follows.]

LV1-Mystic of Fire

Sacrifice promotion conditions:

1. By swallowing multiple products of ancient sounds, the purer and stronger the energy will be, and the higher the success rate.

Second, weave ten flame flowers into a garland with strange silk and wear it on your head at noon on Monday to feel the afterglow of the scorching sun.

Three, self-immolation.

4. Use the Warlock's Flame on self-immolation flames, and the success rate will be increased to up to 25%.

5. During self-immolation, if you eat the Guyinduo Fruit - Anger, the success rate will increase to up to 50%.

Xu Le twitched for a while.

In other words, even if all conditions are met, the success rate of the sacrifice method is only 50%.

Half chance of becoming a warlock, half chance of burning yourself to death?

That's great! What a good way to commit suicide.

Xu Le was a little helpless. Some big shots in his previous life believed that the probability of 98% was similar to a narrow escape. Although he was not that outrageous, he would not take random risks.

A 50% success rate, isn't that the same as dying?
Chapter completed!