Vol 2 Chapter 74

Act Seventy-four

The Power of Mountains and Rivers is a pair of armours.

In fact, the armour is a special weapon in the 'Amber Sword'. Although it is used by soldiers, mercenaries, monks, and monks, it is more effective in the warrior and mercenary groups than the latter two. Is not common.

But this did not prevent Brando from becoming interested in the power of mountains and rivers.

When it comes to God's ambassador, the first thing that reminds players should be the power of mountains and rivers, which has the highest value on the list, or the full-scale drop of the sword. . Of course, Brando will not deliberately cut the thunder sword. As the sixty-seventh level ambassador, he should already have the power of the corresponding elements. Eliminating them is just a matter of moving his fingers.

Don't look at the future big sword Hao Buga who is also enlightening the elements at this moment, but humans and blood creatures are inherently a few energy levels apart, unless the body is perfected in the later period, after getting the golden blood. Otherwise, human beings are inherently disadvantaged as a lower race.

But not to mention the 62th-level mythological weapon, the thunder sword, even the power of the mountains and rivers is enough to make people stupid.

As the most advanced fantasy weapon of the forty-fifth level, it is not clear to what extent the armour of the power of mountains and rivers is strong. Brando did not know it. In fact, he only saw it once in a certain video. However, he is clear that the level 45 fantasy weapon alone is enough to exceed the sting of the light by seventeen, eight, or even more.

That alone is enough to drive any player crazy.

Brando has not seen players who have received mythological and fantasy weapons that are not suitable for their professional use before. After all, you can choose your own career, but not everyone with fantasy-grade weapons or more can do it. This is a matter of face.

Of course he can't do it now, but he is also completely willing to redesign his upgrade plan for a magic soldier. Anyway, this is a profitable thing. Like the Lionheart Sword, Eruin's search for dozens of kings before and after nearly seven centuries, is not the same without news?

The Lion Heart Sword is nothing more than a fantasy weapon, a seventy-level fantasy long sword.

Although he now has clues on the Lionheart Sword at hand, Brando, who has had a rich game experience, understands that clues and completing tasks are two completely different things, which is too vague. If he can get the power of mountains and rivers first, then the professional design must be the first fantasy weapon.

Then he patted his brain to make himself realize that both the Lion Heart Sword and the Power of Mountains and Rivers are imagination at this moment. Not to mention that at this moment the "Grey Wolf" mercenary regiment has not met the shepherd, and their agent, the "card" mercenary regiment, is even more insignificant. In fact, Buga and Macaroo can kill God so that it is not enough It was his wishful thinking.

All in all, safety is the first consideration, and then see if you can find a chance to make a fortune is the safe way. Once Brando entered the state, he naturally set the code of conduct in the game to himself. Only then was any Madara, Lizardman, Angel, and Shepherd worthless to him. Mentioned opponents.

Divine enemies are terrible opponents, but that's all. Brando himself has faced three of the twelve shepherds of the shepherd and defeated two of them. Although the strength of the one hundred and thirty levels was not at this moment, his vision and experience remained at that height. on.

God is not without flaws.

"The power of mountains and rivers?" A hint of doubt flashed in Antietina's black gemstone eyes, and she asked in a hazy expression, "What is the power of mountains and rivers?"

"Uh ... I just remembered a famous treasure in this area. It is said that it is in the remains of the Silver Elf, but no one has ever seen it." Brando had to find a suitable excuse for his failure. He can't always say that the power of mountains and rivers is actually a fantasy weapon with a gold label, and there will be a ambassador named Aikemen who will bring it over.

He has no intention of leaving a mentally unpleasant comment in Antitina's impression.

But even so, his words caused dissatisfaction with the aristocracy. Antitina glanced at him bitterly, and sighed, "Master, isn't it time to think about this?"

"Of course." Brando could only smile and nodded bitterly. "It's just a whimper."

But this could only lie to him, how clever and sensitive Antitina was, she glanced at him suspiciously. In the maiden's impression, this shrewd and cautious young knight will never be distracted by something that is not important-Brando seems to do something deliberately all the time, although on the surface it seems that everything he does Nothing has anything to do with it, but in the end it turns out that it was all arranged in advance.

Antitina was very skeptical of why a person could do this step, and the plan belongs to the plan, but Brando seemed to know that something would happen eventually, calmly waiting for the moment to come to fruition.

Such people are either extremely confident. Or you can look far and see the development of one thing.

Of course, she never even thought about it. A person can be a prophet.

Even those court royals who belong to the royal family in the royal court are merely predicting the direction of some major events through the lines and cards manipulated by the destiny's twins. No one can predict the future without any detail. In her opinion, only the gods can do this, but even this **** has passed away since this century. She obviously never thought that Brando was not a person in this world at all. .

"Going for a while?" Antitina frowned slightly, and she showed a slight dissatisfaction: "Master, if you don't want to tell me something, I won't ask--"

Brando felt that he was even worse than Dou E. Although he had some secrets that he couldn't tell outsiders, it was helpless. Martha is up, can he talk about these things to outsiders, even if they say it, no one will believe it, just leave a crazy name. He wouldn't do such a cheap deal.

He had to explain it tirelessly: "Not so, Miss Antitina ..."

But before he had finished talking, Miss Roman did not know where she was wandering back from, and changed to a cheerful look to assure him: "If Brando's secret, I would not ask! Roman promises! "

Brando glared at this guy fiercely. If anyone in the world is the best at showing a fear of chaos in the world, then the young lady of the merchant is the first.

But in the end he still sighed and waved his hand and replied: "Forget it, to be serious. At night your tent is set a little closer to me. Don't take off your leather armor, don't sleep too much, understand?"

Immediately, Antitina glanced around: "What?"

"Speak later." He turned around and immediately saw the merchant lady nodding his head along the side, but the expression on the little face clearly said, "I don't care at all". Brando's eyes narrowed at once, but he knew the nature of the young lady, "Especially you—my Miss Roman, you kept me awake, don't think I didn't know you would talk to him as soon as you fell asleep. Like a pig, it's not that Master Martha is so close that no one will wake you up. "

"But my aunt said that women will grow old quickly if they don't go to bed earlier."

"I haven't slept in Butch for a few days and haven't seen you die."

"But if you sleep at that time, you will be overtaken by Madara."

"It's the same now," Brando answered angrily.

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Hands are covered with the smell of spices-

From the pungent scent, Ico distinguished the smell of anise from the Silver Sand Coast and the smell of Golan-Elson's cinnamon. He practiced related olfactory abilities in toxicology and discerned that the spice was nothing but One of them. However, the strong scent in the air still stimulated the young man's nose and made him want to sneeze severely. But at the moment, Aike still couldn't wait for his heartbeat to stop, but unfortunately, the heart still throbbed in his chest.

He closed his mouth tightly, trying to keep himself silent. Even if he was desperately desperate to gasp at the moment, his chest was sore and his brain was attacked by vertigo, but he could only hold back and let the sweat on his forehead flow down. He lowered his head and saw the sweat dripping on the white sack, forming a dark spot.

"Who are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

The young man couldn't see anyone, but with a familiar voice he could tell who was talking. It ’s Captain Carber of the second team, and those of his familiar partners, “Do n’t come—” he thought, “Do n’t talk, everyone, turn around and leave here. Those guys, do n’t make them suspicious.” He stared at the shadows on the opposite wall with wide eyes, for fear of missing a trace of detail.

But occasionally he closed his eyes and prayed to Lord Martha with pious respect, and prayed that Carber would leave immediately.

But he knew that was impossible.

Unless a miracle happens--

So he prayed for a miracle--

He had always known that his adopted father, Makaro, had left a man in the town just to monitor him. When it comes to surveillance, it is better to take care of it. In addition to Buga and his adoptive father, Carber was the one who took the best care of him in the mercenary regiment, and was his first swordsman teacher. He also knew that the man known as the “Maned Wolf” Macaroo always knew that he had been hiding in the town, and even if he sneaked back to the hotel, they should know that.

Everyone was tacit.

They still treat him as a small child, as if Aike is always a little guy who needs other people's care.

But this time is different. Those guys, those guys are definitely not the members of the ‘Card’ mercenary group. What is the ‘Card’ mercenary group, would he be afraid of an old opponent who sings a show against them all the year round, but who is fierce and inferior? Why would my adoptive father not think of this? He couldn't help rubbing his forehead, but halfway through it, he put his hands down coldly.

"Can't let those guys find out."

"But Caber they are still outside. They are not opponents of those guys."

"Those guys are demons who don't blink."

Alco struggled, and he wanted to jump out a few times to remind Caber, and let them turn away immediately. Even if he knew that everything he did was not going to help, yet the young man's feelings for Carber and his teacher were also urging him to fulfill this obligation. It was his obligation, but he understood that he had more important responsibilities.

Don't let those guys succeed.

"What about the young man you're chasing?" Carber said again.

Aiko jumped in his heart.

"Just hand over Aiko and we all see it!" It was another younger voice, more impatient.

Chris you impulsive bastard!

Ico scolded in his heart, his hands couldn't help grasping his sword, and he couldn't help shaking. Then he heard the familiar laughter, cold biting like ice needles on the spine.

"Hehe, you really are with him--"

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