The orcs and wolves who asked for trouble left behind two large piles of garbage that polluted the environment, and the clever young mage Palin recovered several valuable items from these two piles of garbage.
Two broken warlock robes need to be repaired. If repaired, it should be able to increase the wearer's affinity for the power of fire. It can be seen that the two orc warlocks are probably specialized in fire.
The two broken extended-range wands have little repair value, but the two core magic crystals are still intact and are quite valuable. In fact, the main value of the extended-range wand lies in the core magic crystals. It is just an ordinary wood carving, and it is not troublesome to make.
A complete space bag containing a lot of money, which came from the second orc warlock who was killed. This guy is probably the boss of three orc warlocks, and also the junior leader of this bandit gang. In addition to more than a hundred gold coins, his private money also includes several valuable gems. According to estimates, the total value may be two thousand gold coins. As for the space bag, although it is not a high-end product that can reduce weight, it is still worth five or six hundred gold coins.
As for other things, they are just worthless bits and pieces. Palin tried his best to sort out the spellcasting materials carried by the two warlocks, but he could only collect no more than two gold coins.
"Stop fussing, it's getting dark!" Seeing Palin holding a torch and working hard to find valuable things in the disgusting pile of dirty meat, Gerald couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "No If you go to bed early, you won’t be energetic tomorrow!”
Palin was impressed by him, agreed, and came back unhappy.
"Normally, since they are experts in the fire system, they should at least carry amulets made of red crystal - but I couldn't find it." He blamed himself, "My magic knowledge is still lacking, otherwise I would definitely be able to identify it! "
"Forget it, forget it. How old are you? You're already very good at finding so many things!" Gerald comforted him with a smile, and handed over a magic crystal and the two warlock robes. "These are given to you. You can wear them after modifying the robes. The magic crystals can also be made into wands for your own use, so there is no waste."
"...This is your trophy, I can't take it!" Palin was stunned and subconsciously refused to accept it.
Gerald shrugged and said with a smile: "Then think of it as my investment in future great tactics. When you become stronger, you can naturally repay me."
Palin hesitated for a moment before accepting the gift.
In fact, he also understood that with the ridiculous strength of "Brother White", even if he could grow into a senior mage in the future, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to help him much. Perhaps only by breaking through the limits of mortals and entering the legendary realm of immortality can we truly help him.
"Brother White, I have a question I don't know whether I should ask..." Old Sos came over, looking very hesitant.
"If you have any questions, just ask them. If I can answer them, I will definitely answer them."
After receiving Gerald's affirmative answer, Old Soth hesitated for a moment, looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "Have you entered the 'Legendary Realm'?"
Gerald was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to shake his head. But he was not sure whether the answer was correct, so he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
What is a legend
According to Gerald's impression, the so-called legend means breaking through the limits of mortals, no longer bound by birth, old age, illness and death, being able to gain near-permanent life and unimaginable power, enough to single-handedly determine the future of a country, and even be able to stand on the On the chessboard of the entire world, there are super powerful people who have an influence on the rise and fall of all races in the world.
So, do you consider yourself such a strong person
No longer aging, no need to worry about life span, this is probably fine for me. In fact, he died a long time ago, and his current body is just a creation of His Majesty Oscar. Even if this body is old or damaged, His Majesty will definitely have the ability to repair or even rebuild it. In this sense, he has indeed transcended aging and death.
He also has powerful power. He didn't realize it at first, but as the battles he experienced increased, he gradually realized how powerful this body was. He can run faster than a galloping horse, is stronger than a bear and a tiger, and his flesh and blood body is as strong as armor. He can even receive powerful spells with only minor skin injuries... If this is not considered powerful, then what is? powerful
So it seems that he is already a legendary powerhouse
He spread his hands and looked at the thick and thick palms, feeling an unreal and absurd feeling in his heart.
A few days ago, he was a wanted fugitive, living a miserable life in a desolate village hiding outside the civilized world. He was ostracized by the actual people in power of the village, and his life was boring and somewhat embarrassing.
A few days later, he had changed his appearance, gained power that he had never imagined before, and even became the possible first disciple of a great god. It is foreseeable that the future will be bright and prosperous.
All of this, in the final analysis, comes from the gift of His Majesty Oscar.
The giant who had figured everything out took a long breath and smiled. He smiled calmly and comfortably, calmly and kindly.
"I don't know if I can be considered a so-called 'legend'." He also replied in a low voice, "However, I believe that I have found the right path. As long as I keep going, the realm of legend is not out of reach."
Both Old Soth and Palin saw his change. At this moment, his aura was deep and steady, like a towering mountain, which would last forever. This momentum was something he had never shown before, and it was very convincing.
Maybe he is not a "legend", but there is no doubt that at this moment he has truly entered the world of the strong and has grown spiritually.
With his amazing talents and abilities, it was only a matter of time before he became a legendary powerhouse after taking this step.
When going to bed at night, the well-informed old Soth couldn't help but smile as he recalled the giant's calm and calm expression.
He witnessed a key step in the "birth" of a legendary strongman. This was an honor worth bragging to future generations and recording in family events. Being able to establish friendship with such a kind-hearted legendary strongman will definitely be of great benefit to his family!
But smiling, he sighed softly.
So envious! How great would it be if I could also become a legendary strongman...
The young Palin didn't think so much. He just smiled and silently encouraged himself to work harder and become an excellent mage soon, and finally reach the height where Brother White stood.
The ideal fire in the young man's heart has been ignited and will burn brightly in the years to come, turning into the driving force to propel him forward. No matter whether he can reach that height in the future, when he looks back on this life at the end of his life, he will smile happily at the touch and determination of this moment.
While Old Soth and Palin were smiling, "Bloody Hand" Ruhr was walking around restlessly like a beast trapped in a cage.
He was not an ignorant fool, of course he saw how powerful Gerald was. Offending such a strong man made him deeply worried. But thinking of the legendary treasure on this strong man's body, his heart was filled with greed.
With huge crises and huge benefits ahead of us, where should we go
"Old Burke, what do you think we should do?" he asked the second-in-command of the bandit group, the shaman who was his adviser.
The old shaman, who was the oldest and most experienced in the entire bandit group, shook his head and remained as taciturn as ever, without giving him any valuable advice.
This was not beyond Ruhr's expectation. He wandered around in the temporary camp, sometimes wanting to retreat, and sometimes wanting to risk everything, and he was in a dilemma.
"Those damn pickpockets! I knew they had absolutely no good intentions when they gave me the information!"
He complained, resented, and was troubled by the dilemma he was in at the moment.
The loss of two warlocks, including the leader of his spellcasters, was a huge loss for the bandit gang. I really wouldn't be willing to let it go. It will also be a heavy blow to the morale of the entire gang and will seriously damage his prestige.
However, he wanted to try again and seize the giant's treasure... When he thought that the giant was as powerful as the God of War, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and it was difficult to muster the determination to fight to the death.
"If I really gave the order to fight to the death with that big guy, I'm afraid the little ones would just scatter and run for their lives..."
He sighed deeply, found a tree stump and sat down, rubbing his forehead with his fingers, thinking hard.
It's inappropriate to give up, and it's impossible to fight hard. What should you do to get the benefits
All night long, he thought about it.
"Bloodhand" Ruhl has always prided himself on being ruthless, ruthless and clever. He has always looked down upon those people who rely on their intelligence to make their way into the world, but now he can't help but feel annoyed that he is not smart enough and can't think of a way to get the best of both worlds.
He just kept thinking and thinking, and when the sun rose, he realized that he couldn't sleep all night.
The thief, who was dizzy from overuse, stood up unsteadily and planned to go to a nearby stream to wash his face and refresh himself. At this moment, the scout responsible for monitoring the movements of the merchant group returned.
"Boss, that group of people set off again. It seems they are heading for the gold rush town."
"Okay, let's follow from a distance, don't get close. Wait for the opportunity." Ruhr ordered casually.
This order made the subordinates seem less nervous, and also made the heavy atmosphere in the camp dissipate a little.
But when the group of bandits passed by the village where the business group was stationed yesterday, Ruel suddenly had an idea and thought of a way.
This method is not very feasible, but there is nothing to lose if you try it. If you can succeed, you might make a lot of money!
He called one of his men and quietly gave some instructions. The green face of his subordinate suddenly turned pale, and his head shook as if it was about to fall off.
"It's just a letter, what are you afraid of!"
However, his subordinates still kept shaking their heads, scared to death.
But after some threats and inducements, the subordinate still accepted the order with a grimace, rode a warg, put on a brave and righteous expression, and chased the merchant group.
"Okay, let's stop." Ruhl said loudly to his men, "No need to chase. If everything goes well, the big guy will come back by himself."
The subordinates suddenly panicked, with panic written on their faces, which made Ruel furious. He wanted to kill all these courageous fools one by one!
After a while, the man who went to deliver the message came back. Not far behind the mount was a giant who was walking slowly and step by step, full of invisible pressure.
"Big guy!" Ruel yelled, "I want to talk to you about a business!"