Vol 6 Chapter 48

Here is the light gray bay. A fleet of ships is moored quietly in the mist. The outline of the slender hull of the dragon-headed warship is faintly sketched behind the fog, undulating in the waves, and covered with flooded wood. There are staggered scars, and there are some sharp teeth left on it.

The boat songs of the Tilmos came faintly from the mist. It was a song from the heart. It should be in an ancient tone, as if through time, another legendary sea nation came from the ocean.

They dragged heavy prey to the beach in the waist-deep sea with a rope made of sharp seal skin, the largest of which was a squid almost the size of a boat and several stories high.

It was lying weakly on the beach. Dozens of tentacles full of sharp teeth were not so threatening because of dehydration. The soft soft tissue outer skin was also air-dried and dried, and the huge eyeballs in the eye sockets were bulged. Like the wreckage of a sea monster that has been dead on the beach for several days.

But this is the son of an ether predator, Tullamo. It is not the largest prey ever captured by the hunters of the Mist clan, but it is definitely the most valuable prey.

It provides up to one hundred and thirty-three times or one hundred and forty-four times the experience, and the total experience is 27.4 million.

Brando looked up at this behemoth. It formed a very unreal picture with the surrounding Tilmos, a magical, but primitive picture scroll, as if seeing the ice in the myth. The sea people above the sea are in the process of hunting.

Those who sang boat songs. With a curse, hunting in the forest, the brave and cruel Vikings.

This sometimes barbaric and sometimes elegant nation, he still clearly remembers when the lightning beam from the Tirmos dragon head battleship hit the monster's skull. And when a crack was opened there, a strong magic storm vortex erupted in the void, and the strength of all the people on the whole ship was improved by more than 10%.

And the experience it has acquired directly puts him in the extreme realm, which does not include the experience he automatically draws from the void.

He gently reached out and touched forward, and the Holy White Plain was truly showing in his field of vision. Numerous laws were interwoven in his eyes, although they were silent. But they are eager to express their meaning.

And mortals understand their process. It is their journey through this plain.

The gods have the truth to this. Mortal people pick up knowledge from the plains like a sea of ​​sea shells, and what he can ultimately get depends on what he wants.

These truths and rules are what he knows about his ideal country. This area and state are solid and inviolable, and only those who can truly gain from it. Can be called a sage.

This is the real realm, which is very different from the realm of the realm obtained with the help of Yanblade. In other words, at this moment when he held the Holy Sword Odysseus, he had already faintly touched the threshold of the extreme peak.

This is also because his understanding of the rules can not keep up with the growth of strength, because the experience gained from Brando is actually more than enough to enter the field of sages.

But when entering the realm of elements, the law will always be the first reins of the binding force. If a mortal crosses the thunder pool, he will sink into magic and become a monster that cannot control himself.

Tragedy of the Bronze Family.

However, it is difficult for Brando to repeat this tragedy, because when he points the Templar and the Frost Guardian to level 50, the experience point is completely grayed out. Even the element made scholars no longer point a little. Obviously, the system guarded against this point, for fear that he would step over Lei Chi.

Bran is not surprised at this, because it is the same as the experience in the game. At this time, it is for the indigenous people to understand the 'laws'. Players can't understand the rules, so they need to do the task of promoting the sage's evidence.

This task requires collecting the Sage's Stone. Not a task that can be done overnight. The former is also empty, and no one can say how long it takes.

The last mortal with similar experience was born more than 1,200 years ago. At present, there are only one of these sages left in Vaund.

Elder Mist looked at the prey with a little pride.

Brando is right, this is probably the most valuable prey he can hunt in his life. It's strong and perfect, it's a beautiful prey, and the specific ability of the devouring rule is also very powerful, but these are not the key. This prey contains incredible magic power than those magic powers they once caught in shallow waters. The magic in the creature's body is enriched thousands of times, even tens of thousands of times.

This is simply a miracle.

In return, Brando ceded the disposal of this prey to the Misty clan, and the Elder Misty has decided to wait for his return to set sail forever in the most conspicuous place of the fleet. This will be one of the most glorious deeds of the Mist clan.

The Binghai clan is mainly craftsmen, and they will get the most valuable part of the corpse, and everyone will be happy. On the way, there is more than just sadness and tears.

In fact, although the ship group of the Tilmos lost nearly half, and the Longfang Clan even annihilated the entire army, but because of the final decision of Brando, the strength was not greatly weakened, and the clans from this journey China has gained a lot of benefits.

Adventurers above the shallow sea didn't care about life and death. The meaning of their lives has long been shown in the process of sailing in the waves. When the Tyrmos used a bone flute to blow a melodious song to bury the souls at sea. No one was very sad, at least a little serious.

This eternal people's attitude towards life is incomprehensible to the people on the ground, Brando and Baiwu.

"Mr. Brando, we can only send you here. This is the edge of the mountain of storms, but there is no concept of space, so you may be one step away from the dragon queen and the scepter of fire."

Tata said solemnly to Brando, and the Tyrmos people were standing behind her. Unlike Brando, they were about to embark on their return journey. Brando knew that when they returned, they would pass through the gray section. Unlike when they came, it would be an amazing journey.

"What I want to say is that you will always be the most distinguished guest of Yongdong Port. One day, you may still be its owner. Because I believe you will be recognized by Xin Na and become the true king of shallow water."

"The Binghai clan also welcomes you, Master Travelling Master." The Binghai wise man also spoke.

"The same is true of the Mist Clan." Elder Mist followed.

Brando nodded to them, and this experience is worth remembering anyway. As he will always remember, there was a Tilmos clan who paid everything for him, their bones may be buried in the chaos of time and space, but its name may disappear in the shallow sea, but in In his heart, he will remember it forever.

"Take care, everyone."

A blessing in the network of Tilmos people, especially the Binghai clan once rescued by Brando. Many people understand what the young man is going to embark on next. When he turns around, it may be the beginning of a new legend, but it may also be the end of the world.

But no matter which one, it means that they will rarely meet again in the future.

This farewell may be farewell to many people present.

Brando saw Elder Kaib waving his short fat hand to him in the crowd with human etiquette. He smiled and raised his hand to these somewhat cute Tilmos. Waved.

"Good-bye opportunity."

He finally glanced at the group of chunky sea people, glanced at the fleeting fleet in the sea fog, took Malocha and the goblin Fias, and turned away from the beach.

Andesa and Rutter followed him, the latter and Baiwu were on each side of the sky, and the shepherd's patriarch was somewhat uncomfortable walking between them, while bearing the anger of both sides.

Tata looked at this group of people, and the tallest back in the group, as if looking at a hero. "But Mr. Brando is actually more suitable to be a scholar. Unfortunately, this era cannot be chosen by us." Miss Fairy looked at the back of Brando and Malocha as they went further and further in the mist, and could not help thinking of it.

After all, she turned around and said to Elder Kaib not far away: "If we can't return in this battle, you will be the next wise man in Yongdonggang."

Elder Kaib looked at Miss Fairy and nodded solemnly.

This is light gray bay

The wilderness is bred with strange scenes of strange rock formations. Blades like blades surround the bay. The sea breeze occasionally passes through the cape and blows away the mist, leaving traces on the pale beach.

Brando grabbed a handful of gravel and let them fall between the fingers, the sand exuding an unnatural glass-like color.

Standing next to him was Malocha, and Fias and Baiwu were on Mr. Hart's back at the moment. The former chatted embarrassedly, but the latter actually had a good temper with her and explained to her wordlessly. .

Rutter occupied Brando's shoulders. The fairy prince did not smile at Bai Mi, Fias, and Andesa. Only Marocha could tell him to speak, with a serious face as if who It was not in his eyes, but he obeyed Brando alone.

Brando was already on the high point of the bay at the moment. When he looked back, the bay where the ship was located was just a small spot in the mist. He didn't know if Miss Goblin and the people of Tilmos had anchored back home But it's inevitable that some hearts are empty.

Although these sea people have not been with each other for a long time, they have experienced more things than ordinary people in their lives.

Next he heard the sound of a horn that penetrated the fog.

A total of three sounds came here from a distance, as if to pay tribute to him.

…… (To be continued.)