He stretched his body a little.
Lu Chen formally entered work mode as well.
Next, it was time to tailor suitable talismans for each of them.
First, one thing had to be made clear: the Plague Department, the Underworld Office, and Lord God of Wealth each had divine powers and authorities with different emphases.
Choosing the most suitable talismans was the key to victory.
After all, each department had no fewer than dozens of talismans, and some had well over a hundred.
The strength of the Plague Department's divine powers lay in their immense and extensive area of destruction.
They were deadly tools for clearing demon dungeon instances.
Ever since Lu Chen had developed them, they had caused a sensation among bounty spirit users, directly boosting the Plague Department's incense offerings by an entire tier.
However, "poisoning" also came with risks.
If he encountered a shape-shifting great demon far stronger than ordinary second- or third-rank ones, he could still easily be KO'd in a single blow.
The reason Lu Chen had been able to poison that Mountain Lord to death before was largely thanks to the assistance of the Four Great Underworld Constables.
Without them carrying him and sprinting at full speed, he definitely would not have outrun the Mountain Lord.
Had they fought head-on, with Lu Chen's strength at the time, one swipe of the Mountain Lord's claw would have sent him down to the Netherworld to report in.
Moreover, during his spare time lately, Lu Chen had read several related reports: some spirit users believed the plague divine powers were formidable and, not knowing the height of heaven or the depth of earth, entered dungeon instances far beyond their strength—only to be slapped to death in one strike.
All Lu Chen could feel for such cases was deep