Vol 2 Chapter 125

The Observer Behind Act 125

The little girl crouched beside Ekmen's body—the latter seemed as tall as a mountain by comparison. She pressed her knees with one hand and tinkered with one hand there for a long time. In the end, nothing seemed to be found. She could only use her fingers to hook the bowstrings of the shale long bow, then straightened up and shook in front of Brando. ?"

"You do not want?"

Aroz shook his head as a matter of course, and a pair of golden horsetails moved: "It's no use to me, I just look at something--"

For a moment Brando was a little bit crying, and he said that since you do n’t need it, consciously stay away from the body! He couldn't help but feel a little crazy, but after all, the earth **** killed the other party with one effort, and he didn't have any stand to complain. He could only ask with a hint of hope: “No?

"What's gone?"

"Only this bow?"

"How come, there are still a lot of things. But they don't conform to my aesthetics, so I'm too lazy to touch them," replied the little girl.

What a reason. Brando defamated, but still asked, "You haven't answered me, what interesting thing have you painted on this golden apple? As a thank you, it seems that I have the right to know?" He He pointed to the golden fruit in his hand and asked, he originally wanted to give it to Freya or Romain, but now he doesn't want to do that, only genius knows what is on it.

With this in mind, he couldn't help but keep the apple a bit further, so as not to get contaminated with the so-called ‘interesting things’ above.

"Secret." Koko laughed.

"secret?"

Brando had to ask again, but suddenly she saw Aloz's face change slightly, and she suddenly looked to the side. Then she put her index finger to her lips and made a 'shh' gesture to Brando. "Someone is here." She took it seriously and whispered, "Mr. Brando, your adventure is wonderful, I like it very much. But this time I came to see you, seriously, because there was a little thing in the clan, Frofa and I had to go back quickly, I hope you take care and take care! "

"Wait." Brando froze, and he suddenly thought of a possibility from the little girl's words: Did this guy keep following him? His face became a little strange, but even so Brando still did not lose his keen instinct, he immediately found a loophole in the words of the other party: "In the clan? Are you ...?"

Aloz nodded grinningly.

Brando suddenly felt the thunder of five thunder. He was almost speechless. He was neither human, but he used the term "intra-clan" to refer to his own things. If he remembered correctly, there would only be one type of creature in Warnd— That is the dragon that everyone, including Madara's undead, would not like. This tadpole is a higher creature, and it is always high on the weekdays. It is always an unreasonable and unreasonable ethnic group, but it is notorious.

But he didn't expect that he would come to a halt and really deal with such a little mother dragon for so long. But fortunately, at least none of the other people was in a bad mood and had him eaten for lunch, although it was considered a little late to eat lunch at this time. In fact, Brando also felt that Aroz seemed to have a good impression on him. If there was a dragon as a backer, Brando could not help but feel a little flustered.

This is really Ho De Ho.

"Well, Mr. Brando, those people are coming soon. I don't want to see those low-level creatures, stupid things, I'm right by your side, rest assured, I won't let them hurt you." She He tipped his toes and patted him on the shoulder as if she were his elder sister. Then half of her body disappeared into the air, and the whole person gradually became transparent and disappeared without a trace.

"Harm me? Is it necessary for them to do this?"

Brando thought that the person she was talking about should be that of Menez, and thought that the silver elf who had always been proud and proud of you was described as a low-level creature, stupid thing, I do n’t know how to think, the predecessor of the silver elf was dead. All come to life. But she's right to say that, the Dragons are one of the rare races in the Warrend continent that maintains a relatively pure gold bloodline. From the point of view of bloodlines, they are better than their black iron and silver people. went. Moreover, the most abnormal point of the Dragon tribe is that although the fertility of this race is low, any of their descendants have the power of elements by birth, which is also one of the most prominent characteristics of the golden blood.

But that Menez was too late.

He complained, limping towards the corpse, thinking that since he had been patronized by the black-handed halo once, he was not afraid of being polluted again. And maybe you're lucky, maybe a negative result isn't it? He picked up the bow first, used a set of attribute interfaces on the retina, and found that it was indeed a shale long bow:

Shale Longbow [Magic], Penetrating Wounds: 25-29, +4 Dexterity, +2 Strength, Activate: Create a Petrified Vector (Cool for a week).

Brando stunned the bow, reluctantly satisfied with the attribute. Although the shale longbow only has the brass tag, the attribute is the general level of equipment of the same level at level 40, but the starting attribute is very practical-the petrified vector is a rare magic vector that cannot be made by several spells, and its effect is Middle and late petrochemical enemies-the extent of petrochemicals depends on the physical fitness of the opponent. In general, it is estimated that one of the opponents below silver will become a stone sculpture directly. Of course, Brando cannot use such a precious petrified target to deal with black iron opponents. This thing is a serious problem even for upstream silver opponents. The threat can affect even the lower and middle stages of gold.

In particular, the petrified vector is just like other magic vectors, and will not be invalidated by the passage of time after production-at least for a short time. Therefore, it is reserveable for players. At the beginning, many archer players prepared this thing, ready to use it to reserve petrochemical targets. Anyway, the magic vector does not have to use a corresponding bow to launch.

However, although the shale longbow is not bad, it can not match the drop of the 55-level boss under perfect evaluation. So he couldn't wait to focus on Aikemen's huge body, even if he knew Aloz was still by his side, but as a player, he found out the equipment he had dreamed of from a bunch of unknown drops. This was really An irresistible temptation.

He put the golden apple at his feet, and pulled a necklace from under the body:

Flame Star [Magic], Fire Elemental Pool is expanded by half, Fire Elemental is increased by 10.

When Brando saw this necklace, which was also brass grade, he couldn't help but want to laugh three times. It seems that black hands also have black hand benefits. This thing is a little best made by the fire element. To put it in the past, he played a boss to launch this thing. He estimated that he would want to drag out the design team of torrentialrain, because whether it is the expansion of the fire element pool or half A 10% increase in spell damage is useless to a warrior, but it is different now. Although the latter attribute is still useless to him, the expansion of the Fire Element Pool by half is a very important attribute for the wastewood of this induction element.

But the real significance is that this necklace opened up a train of thought for him. Brando has been annoyed that his element pool is too small, but the Fire Star made him realize that for his wastewood, which is an inductive element, it can be equipped with elemental equipment. For example, the Flame Star, the harsh winter and even the legendary Asiri Kay-the element brooch. With these equipments, expanding the element pool several times is a very simple matter. Even if the element sensing ability is poor, it can be transformed into a qualified element.

This is the so-called lack of talent to make up for it.

Brando put away the necklace, but heard a soft noise behind him. He looked back, and found a group of people walking out of the woods behind the bushes—Brando could not help but look at them, and subconsciously flashed the phrase, “Not the enemies are not together”. Because the visitor was not someone else, it was Macaro and Buga who had pitted him here. Of course, not only the two of them, but also seven or eight people accompanying them, but the costume is not like a gray wolf mercenary.

Brando's gaze was mainly on the old man between the two, and he frowned, always feeling that he had seen the guy there.

But compared to Brando's coincidence, Macaroo and Buga were even more surprised-even shocked. In fact, when they saw Brando, they were stunned. They had recognized the young man, but Brando looked a little tough at the moment. He was holding a dagger in one hand, and sitting on the body of the **** earth **** Aikemen with his golden sword on his body, and covered with blood, he suddenly felt like this:

After a bit of hard work, this guy killed the monster with his own power.

You must know that Buga and Makaro have personally experienced the battle that night a few days ago, and of course, they will also make the Earth God to make Ekmen. The strength of the 55-level boss is close to that of a normal monster at level 70. Buga and Makaro are not opponents at all, not to mention that the field of elements of Aikemen and Buga can be said to be homologous. : Once confronted to a large extent, you can only look at the absolute strength. However, the absolute difference in strength is obvious. Therefore, the two sides defeated each other, which led to the destruction of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps.

Therefore, as soon as Macaro and Buga saw the corpse, Hitomi could not help but shrink back.

This young man ...

"It's you!" Instead, Buga spoke first.

"It's you." Brando looked back at the people and replied lazily. At the same time, my heart laughed secretly. This is the so-called world news. It ’s fast. Master Martha has arranged for you to meet me here, so you can only blame you. Just kidding, this time he didn't slaughter the knife fiercely. What senior **** player is he called? It's better to go home and plant sweet potatoes.

After he had said this, he looked at the crowd with all his spare time. So when Buga spoke, there was an awkward silence—