The little girl squatted beside the corpse of Ekmen—the latter seemed as high as a mountain by comparison. She pressed one hand on her knees, and one hand fiddled there for a long time. In the end, she didn’t seem to find much. She could only hook the string of the shale longbow with her fingers, and then straightened up and shook in front of Brando: "To ?"
"You do not want?"
Of course Aloz shook his head, and a pair of golden ponytails moved: "It's useless to me, I'm just looking at something—"
Brando was a little bit crying for a while, saying that since you don't need it, then consciously stay away from the corpse! He couldn't help feeling a little mad, but after all, the other party killed the earth envoy, he didn't have any position to complain, and could only ask with a glimmer of hope: "Nothing?"
"What's gone?"
"Only this bow?"
"How come, there are still a lot of things. But they don't fit my aesthetics, so I don't bother to touch them." The short little girl replied.
What kind of reason is this. Brando sneered, but still asked: "You haven't answered me yet, what interesting things have you painted on this golden apple? As a thank you, it seems that I have the right to know?" Pointing to the golden fruit in his hand and asked, he originally wanted to give this thing to Freya or Roman to eat, but now he thinks it's better not to do that, only genius knows what's on it.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but put the apple farther away, so as not to be contaminated with the so-called'interesting things' above.
"Secret." The little girl Kekodi smiled.
"secret?"
Brando wanted to ask again, but suddenly seeing Aloz's face changed slightly, she suddenly looked to the side. Then she put her index finger to her lips and made a'shh' gesture to Brando, "Someone is coming." She got serious and whispered: "Mr. Brando, your adventure is wonderful, I like it very much. But this time I took the initiative to show up to come to you. Seriously, it was because there was a little incident in the clan. Both Frofa and I must go back quickly. I hope you will take care!"
"Wait." Brando was taken aback, he suddenly thought of a possibility from this little girl's words: Could this guy have been following him? His face became a little strange, but even so, Brando still did not lose his instinctive keenness. He immediately found a loophole in the other party's words: "In the clan? Are you...?"
Aloz nodded with a smile.
Brando suddenly felt five thunderstorms, and he could hardly speak. He was neither a human being, but he liked to use the term "intra-clan" to refer to things of his clan. If he remembered correctly, there would be only one type of creature in Warnd—then. It is a dragon that everyone, including the undead of Madara, would not like. This is a high-level creature, usually a group of people who always do nothing, and is unreasonable, but it is notorious.
But he didn't expect that he would become a confession, and he had really dealt with such a little female dragon for so long. But fortunately, at least none of the other party was in a bad mood and gave him lunch, even though it is a bit late for lunch at this time. But in fact, Brando can also feel that Aloz seems to have a good sense of him. If there is a dragon as a backer, Brando can't help but get lucky for a while.
This is really Ho De Ho Neng.
"Well, Mr. Brando, those people are coming over soon. I don't want those low-level creatures and stupid things to see. I'm right by your side. Don't worry, I won't let them hurt you." On tiptoe, he patted his shoulder maturely, as if she was his eldest sister. Then half of her body disappeared into the air, and gradually the whole person became transparent, disappearing without a trace.
"Hurt me? Is it necessary for Menis to do this?"
Brando thought that the person she was talking about should be Namenis and his party. I thought that the silver elves, who have always been proud and self-sufficient, were described as low-level creatures and stupid things. I don’t know what to think. I guess the silver elves died after hearing this. All have to come alive. But she’s really right to say that. The Dragon Race is one of the rare races on the Warnd Continent that maintains a relatively pure gold bloodline. From the bloodline alone, they are stronger than their people of black iron and silver. went. What's more, the most abnormal thing about the dragon race is that although the fertility of this race is low, any offspring of them is born with the power of the element, which is also one of the most significant characteristics of the golden bloodline.
But Minnes came too late.
He complained, and limped towards the corpse, thinking that since he has been patronized by Black Hand Halo once, he is not afraid of contamination again. And maybe it’s good luck, it doesn’t have to be positive if you come to a negative, 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 longbow:
Shale Longbow [Magic], penetrates wounds: 25-29, +4 dexterity, +2 strength, activation: create a petrified arrow (one week cooldown).
Brando squeezed the bow, still barely satisfied with this attribute. Although the shale longbow only has a brass tag, the attributes are the average level of 40-level equipment, but the activation attributes are very practical—the Petrified Arrow is a magic arrow that cannot be made by a few spells, and its effect is to hit Post-Petrochemical Enemy-As for the degree of petrification, it depends on the opponent's physique. Generally speaking, opponents below silver will be directly turned into stone sculptures with one arrow. Of course, Brando cannot use such a precious petrified arrow to deal with opponents of the Black Iron level. This thing is a serious matter even for opponents upstream of silver. The threat of gold can even have an impact on the middle and lower tiers of gold.
In particular, the Petrified Arrow is the same as other magic arrows. After being produced, it will not expire due to the passage of time-at least for a short period of time. Therefore, it is reserveable for players. At the beginning, many archer players prepared this thing, ready to store the Petrified Arrow. Anyway, the magic arrow does not have to be fired with the corresponding bow.
But although the shale longbow is not bad, it is still not commensurate with the drop of the level 55 BOSS under the perfect evaluation. Therefore, he couldn’t wait to cast his gaze on the huge corpse of Akmen, even if he knew that Aloz was still with him, but as a player, he found out the equipment he dreamed of from a bunch of unknown drops. This is really true. An irresistible temptation.
He placed the golden apple by his feet and pulled out a necklace from under the corpse:
Flame Star 【Magic】, the fire element pool is expanded by half, and the fire element is strengthened by 10.
Brando couldn't help but want to laugh three times when he saw this necklace, which was also brass. This thing is a small super product of the fire elemental envoy. If he played a BOSS and opened this thing before, he might want to drag the Torrential Rain design team out to fight, because whether it is half the expansion of the fire element pool or the fire A 10% increase in spell damage is useless for a fighter, but it is different now. Although the latter attribute is still in vain to him, the attribute of expanding the capacity of the fire element pool by half is too important for his kind of sensory element waste.
But the real significance is that this necklace opened up an idea for him. Brando has always been distressed by his elemental pool being too small, but the Flame Star made him realize that for his kind of elemental-sensing waste wood, he can equip elemental equipment. For example, the Star of Flame, Severe Winter and even the legendary Asili Kai-element brooch. With these equipment, it is only a simple matter to expand the element pool several times, even if the element sensing ability is poor, it can be transformed into a qualified elemental user.
This is the so-called lack of talent to make up for with equipment.
Brando put away the necklace, but heard a soft noise behind him. He turned his head and found that a group of people had separated from the bushes and walked out from behind the woods-Brando couldn't help being taken aback when he saw these people, and subconsciously flashed the words'I'm not a friend who doesn't get together.' Because the person who came was not someone else, it was Macaro and Buga who trapped him here. Of course there were more than the two of them, there were also seven or eight people with them, but they didn't look like Gray Wolf mercenaries in their costumes.
Brando's eyes were mainly on the old man between the two. He frowned, always feeling that he had seen this guy there.
However, compared to Brando's coincidence astonishment, Macaro and Buga's heart was even more surprised-even shocked. In fact, they were just a daze when they saw Brando, and they had recognized the young man, but Brando looked a little sturdy at the moment. He held a dagger in one hand, and sat on the corpse of the earth god Ekmen covered in blood with a golden sword. He was also covered in blood, and he immediately gave people this impression:
After a hard fight, this guy killed the monster with his own power.
You must know that Buga and Macaro had personally experienced the battle that night a few days ago, and of course they would also pass the Earth God Envoy Ekmen. The strength of level 55 BOSS is approaching that of ordinary monsters of level 70. Buga and Macaro are not rivals at all. What's more, the element fields of Akmen and Buga can be said to have the same origin-and the embarrassment of the same origin is: Once the fight is to a large extent, only the absolute strength difference can be seen. However, the absolute difference in strength was obvious, so when the two sides played against each other, it was a rout, which caused the gray wolf mercenary group to be wiped out.
Therefore, when Macaro and Buga saw the corpse, the pupils couldn't help but shrink back.
This young man...
"It's you!" Buja was the first to speak.
"It's you." Brando turned around and looked at some people, and replied lazily. At the same time, I laughed secretly in my heart, this is the so-called mortal report is fast, Master Martha arranged for you to meet me here, then you can only blame you for your bad luck. Just kidding, he didn't slaughter this knife back this time. What is his name as a senior hardcore player, it's better to go home and grow sweet potatoes.
After he said these words, he was able to watch the group of people in his spare time. So when Buga spoke, there was an awkward silence—