Vol 3 Chapter 190

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
Final moment of Act 190 (Six)

Faina suddenly pulled his sleeve, Brando turned back, "Where do you want to go?" Qian Jinqian asked with a mouthful, pointing to the staggered street covered with vines in the center of the ruins.

Brando nodded.

"You're crazy," Faina looked at him incredulously. "Wait, are you going to use that cloak?"

The cloak would be used if it could, Brando couldn't help thinking. But an Alzheimer's patient didn't even leave the spell on, so the ghost knew how to use it.

He shook his head.

Faina looked at him puzzled, but the young man had raised his hand and gestured for her to stay. Then he lowered his body and turned to crawl out.

This action fell into Faina's eyes, and she watched as Brando crawled to a place less than ten feet away from the ruins, and couldn't help but open her mouth but didn't dare to make a sound ——

But Brando did not go crazy, of course, and he knew what he was doing. Although he has a bit of a snack in stealth, he also understands that he is far less than those really high-end nightingales and rangers.

Even those who are lower than ten levels may not be able to guarantee that they will not be found 100% in the face of the monster Andesa, especially in the forest, let alone him.

Brando had always been self-aware, he was just looking forward. In the forest, he can't see a conclusion from a distance. He has no habit of wasting time, so he can only choose to take risks.

He lay down under the bushes and hesitated again and again, looking over the branches of Ou Hean and staring at the remnant of death not far away, his mind was spinning with thoughts on how to safely pass here.

But this is a bit whimsical. Andesa is not a fool. She is here, at least to show that she can find him with ten percent certainty. Brando stared outside and had no clue, and could not help but think of some unrelated thoughts in his head.

He thought that if this is still a game, then there must be a way to complete the task in the game?

Thinking of here, Brando suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind. He suddenly remembered some things in the past games; faintly remembered that when the sword of Amber began to put into testing, this game was because of its hugeness with the traditional game The difference caused a sensation.

Because in general games, most of the game design concepts are to test the player, but no matter how difficult the design of a task is, it still leaves a way for the player to complete.

In simple games, this road is easy. In difficult games, this road is full of thorns.

But the road full of thorns is always at least one road.

The Amber Sword, however, uses a completely different design concept, and the game pursues maximum realism. The designer once said something quite famous among players:

There is never a road in the forest. It takes your courage and wisdom to open it.

Therefore, there is no 'necessarily possible task' in the Sword of Amber, just like the joke on the top of the Emerald-'The design team actually designed the drop list for the Green Dragon, in fact they can completely omit'- Because the green dragon has been called the world leader who can never be killed from the beginning of the game.

(Note: Because of having the only top-level 'eternal' element in the entire Waynde world, the Emerald Dragon is defined as existing in countless parallel universes at the same time, so it cannot be killed individually at any place and at any time — -This is almost equivalent to immortality, so it is called immortal in the sword of amber, that is, the boss that cannot be killed, so the player laughs that the drop list has no meaning, because it will never be used)

But the idea of ​​the Amber Sword is this, and the designer gives it the possibility to be called real. Although players initially called this reality difficult, they finally accepted this design idea.

‘If the Amber Sword was n’t the only virtual reality game in the world at that time, I ’m afraid it would have been abandoned by players. Players always pursue gameplay instead of logic’ Brando could n’t help thinking about it.

As it was, he suddenly felt vaguely that he had grasped his thoughts.

If the original intention of the game is to provide what is called a real possibility, it may seem to be difficult for the player, but it is actually abandoning the `` only or few ways '' of the past game.

If there is no so-called "Raiders", then you can develop a "Raiders" yourself. This is the spirit of the so-called Amber Sword.

Brando took a deep breath, and he finally figured out a way. If he can't complete the task perfectly, then abandoning the pill car may not be an option. His eyes turned to one side, then calmed down and returned carefully.

But as soon as he stepped out of the bushes, he first saw Faina looking pale at herself, as if he had done something unforgiving.

"I'll be with you for at least ten years with you!" She said, staring at him.

"If this is a short-lived ten-year period, I am afraid that it will not be necessary to die directly." Brando gave her a look and replied.

"Why, what do you mean?"

"Did you see that ruin? We will sneak in behind it with the help of its cover. I just looked carefully just now. There is the most probable road there, and the others are basically dead ends."

Brando explained his judgment with eloquence, but Faina followed his gesture and opened her mouth in one fell swoop:

"It looks good over there, but you guys didn't notice that there was no cover at all in the last paragraph, and they would definitely be found anyway!" She could not help but raise her eyebrow against it: "I said, the woman But one of the twelve shepherds of the shepherd, don't treat her as a fool-she's here to show that she must have grasped us! "

"Of course I know, I noticed it too." Brando shook his head and replied, "But I know that she must also know that after the previous experience, she will not treat us as fools. In this case, she will not Pay too much attention to that direction. "

"I understand the opposite way," Faina frowned. "But it's useless to dive past the first half. The second half is a flat square. She will find us if she doesn't pay attention. "

Brando did not answer, and of course he knew that there were not so many perfect things. But at least try to solve half of the problem first, and the rest will have to rely on yourself.

At this time, it is impossible to take no risk at all. Besides, he didn't have too much time to delay. Although William helped, it is still a question of when the druids outside can support it.

So he shook his head.

"Hey!" Fayina almost made a voice, and she grabbed Funia next to her. "Funiya, please persuade your elder brother, this lunatic wants to commit suicide, but I don't want to Accompany him!"

Funia looked at the two of them and shook her head, meaning that she did not intend to oppose-Brando's decision was her decision.

The aristocracy was speechless at once.

"You stay." Brando said, and he had no reason to bring the aristocrat's money, especially because it looked like it was going to die.

But at this time the princess from the flower and leaf collar hesitated, and somehow she felt a little flustered. It stands to reason that she should agree, but she looked at Brando and Funia with a temper of temper for no reason.

"No, you must take me!" She raised her eyebrows and bet.

Brando was a bit unable to understand the young lady's thoughts for a moment, and could not help but said angrily, "I said, don't you think you are a drag?"

"Who told you to have forgotten to leave me with Lord Veronica, fellow, you are responsible for bringing me here. Would you like to be a noble when you leave me and leave?"

I wasn't a noble at first, and Brando almost couldn't help shouting. However, he looked at Faina seriously, as if he would follow her up if he didn't agree with her, could not help but have a headache.

He looked at Funia again, and finally compromised-anyway, taking one is also taking, and taking two is also taking, isn't it? Besides, Brando couldn't help but think a little bit maliciously, this is to kill him, even if something happened, he can't blame him.

So he sighed, barely agreeing with Faina's statement.

The noble lady glared at her-this time she was relieved. It seemed that she had finally gained the first advantage in the long struggle.

"Are we going immediately?" She asked.

Brando wanted to say it was me, not us, but only nodded at the moment. Besides, after persuading the young lady, he really should start to act.

But in fact, if he was the only one, he would pass through the ruins without any effort-although of course the square behind is still a big problem.

But now with Fayina and Funia, the problem is much more complicated. He didn't dare let Fayna and Funia follow him, but carried them back and forth twice.

This is a bit funny, but the fact is that even if Brando is holding a person, the stealth skills are much better than Faina's own alone.

The first time he passed Funia through the ruins seemed smooth, he carefully left the jungle from the densely planted side, and then drilled into the half-stone house with the help of a broken wall-just as he had judged before In the same way, this direction is facing away from Andersa, and the woman has not paid too much attention here, because in fact, as long as she stares at the square there, it is enough to be sure that Brando has a great ability. The same will be found.

After setting up Funia, he turned around and returned to pick Faina. He moved very quickly, making almost no noise as he walked through the bushes. Such a clever technique almost looked at the noble lady from Cruz.

She is also very knowledgeable, and it is clear that only the most savvy scouts in the army can achieve such details, and the general nobility will not actually learn these things, except for those with special identities.

For example, the spies of the royal family.

Faina had also dealt with spies under her father's hands before, but their level of comparison with Brando at the moment was almost gimmicky.

However, this aristocrat has no idea. In fact, Brando herself doesn't care about her stealth skills at all. She can't imagine how terrible the stealth skills of professional nightingales and ranger players in the game are.

When the stealth skill reaches level 10 or more, it can even be visually deceived, which means that he may not be able to find it when he is standing in front of you.

Reaching the fifteenth level or higher is the mastery of the legendary vision hiding technique, which disappears in front of people, which is almost an effect that can only be achieved by magic.

But magic can dispel, but stealth cannot.

Senior nightingale eating skills, naturally not so simple.

But these are digressions. When Brando picked up Faina, the young lady finally woke up, and she was almost scared to call out, if it wasn't for Brando to cover her mouth warily. .

Brando stared at her fiercely, reminding the young lady to distinguish the occasion. Faina blushed. Although this was not the first time Brando had hugged her like this, the last time she jumped down on a bottomless cliff. At that time she was frightened and had no idea so many.

The second time was also to avoid the attack of the sacred dragon, which was basically astonished.

Only this time, she was quite awake-but Faina was more willing to be less awake, at least not so shy and uneasy, as if her face was about to burn.

By the time she recovered from the panic, Brando had placed her behind half of the wall.

By this time, Brando had transferred Funia and Faina to the last section of the ruins after several round trips. The square was in front of it, and the rest was as before:

It's up to you!

He awakened the aristocrat Qianjin and asked in a mouthful: "Are you really not staying? Maybe he will die?" Brando intends to try to scare the young lady for the last time, but the answer this time is still the same No.

The woman didn't know what was going crazy, as if she had fixed him, stared firmly at him and shook her head. It felt as if Cruz had never abandoned the spirit of his comrades-in-arms, making Brando feel weird for a moment.

"Forget it," he sighed, "I'm kind enough."

Then he leaned his head out to see how to cross the square. But this time, his face changed. In fact, it wasn't just him. Faina, who was with him, almost yelled.

Because he saw a figure in a red robe that happened to be on the other side of the square.

"Hopefully, I had expected it--" Brando could not help but cursed, thinking he would be at least a little negligent--even if it was even negligent.

But I didn't expect that Andesa was still leaking. The accomplice stayed on the other side of the square. They had no chance at all.

Brando stepped back and couldn't help but grit his teeth, but couldn't think of any way for a while.

But at this time Faina grabbed his hand: "This distance is already short, why not try it with a cape? The duration should be enough!"

cloak? Brando froze, and then remembered that Fayna was supposed to be the cloak given by William.

He was a little depressed for a while, and he wanted to use it early, and if the cloak could hide the perception of the Dragon King as William said, then hiding the sky in front of Andersa was a piece of cake.

however--

Not so much if.

He couldn't help but break Faina's hand, and wondered if the young lady was too scared to fool her head. She should have known the reason—or William ’s dementia was contagious of?

But unexpectedly Faina took his hand again, and she asked, "Hello, do you really think that thing can't be started? Do you forget what I do?"

Brando paused. "What are you doing?"

"Miss Noble?"

"Go to death," Faina gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Hunk, I'm a magic swordsman, parsing the spell is my old school!"

"Ha?" Brando really stayed this time: "Can you do that? That thing is at least a mystery in mythology. The magic circle above is very different from ours now. If I remember correctly, this It seems you do n’t even have a formal rank, Miss? "

"That's because I'm an aristocrat," said the princess of the Mosaic Territory, who had a bad look: "I can't participate in the job review of the Adventurers' Guild. Besides, as a nobleman, I learn much more than ordinary people. "

Brando froze, and suddenly felt as if it were possible. He stopped and asked for the first time with some seriousness: "Really?"

"I don't know, try it." Faina didn't dare to say too much, but she looked a lot more serious about her own business, and she didn't put it on the shelf like before.

Brando nodded and handed the cloak wrapped around his hands. Faina took the cape and touched it with her own hand-it was a purely physical task, because the cape was as big as William said.

However, after a few minutes, Faina suddenly screamed in surprise—although the voice was small, but scared Brando almost jumped up, he immediately turned to look at the direction of the ruin—fortunately, Andesa did not. Noticed.

He immediately glanced back at Fayna, and if he wasn't convinced that it was impossible, he would almost have suspected that the young lady was a standard response.

This time, the aristocratic lady also seemed to realize her fault. For the first time, she showed an embarrassing look and spit out his tongue, but she said to Brando with some lip delight.

"Hunk, I have learned the law of this thing!"

"Have you learned that?" Brando was shocked when he was shocked. He never dreamed of such a coincidence. If Faina had really learned this, it shouldn't have been difficult to find its start spell.

Martha was up, and he immediately felt lucky that he didn't seem to have left him.

…… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to *** (***. ***) to vote for recommendation, ***, your support is my greatest motivation.)