Putting on the red dragon soft scale breastplate and fasten the ring of the arm guard. Marceau took the headband handed over by Eliuk: "Is this?"

"This is what I did. Using a pure gold coating that has mirthril infiltrated will not reduce spell impairment. It also has a favorable calming effect of +3 when identifying will. +" Eleuk replied, and shared the equipment's attribute bar with Marceau.

The cat took the head ring and tried to put it on his head. He immediately noticed the "quiet" effect that just appeared in the effect bar: +3 is beneficial when the player performs will identification.

"Good thing, your skills are good," Marceau said seriously - this is not a compliment. You should know that many players who use the gold-type can't even handle the burrs well, and the head ring made by Eluk is very smooth, which means that Eluk is polishing the entire head ring very smoothly before coating.

"This is what she taught me..." After saying that, Eleuk showed a hint of nostalgia on his face, but his smile and happiness seemed to be fleeting. He silently hung a shotgun bullet belt on the belt. Marceau knew it very well, but he didn't want to ask, because no matter how beautiful the first love he lost was, for some people, it was just a nightmare that could not be turned back.

Silence was rampant in the small cabin until Marceau hung the 'Engineering Wonders, the weapon of the Exotic World Destroyer' on the inside of the arm guard. Eleuk suddenly asked, "Maseau, I have something I want to ask you."

"Well, is there anything?" Marceau looked at the boy in front of him.

The latter said while putting a hard-skinned breastplate on his body, "Masce, do you believe in fate?"

"Fate, I don't believe that there is any fate in this world. There are only weak people who cannot change themselves." Marceau replied with a smile. This is actually a passage from his master, the elders' motto. Marceau returned to his present five years ago. After experiencing these changes, he completely understood.

"But I believe in fate. Some things cannot be changed since you and I were born. Only death can be freed from it... So I hate my fate." Tighten the buckle of the breastplate, Eleuke smiled faintly at Marceau: "I'm sorry, I thought of some unpleasant things and said these unpleasant words. Because of some things, I complain about my brother's bad character, because some things... can definitely not be solved by understanding and love."

"But there are some things that you don't work hard, chase, and just complain about the bondage of fate. What's the point? My legs cannot walk in reality, but I have never complained about reality. Instead, I learn how to walk in the virtual world. Until today I stand in front of you... Eleuk, the reason for fate is to let us change it with our hands." Marceau looked at Eleuk and asked back. In Marceau's opinion, Eleuk was too pessimistic. If some fate Marceau could not be changed, how could Eleuk not be able to change fate? She is the eldest son of the two. Just as Marceau told him before... If this one had to bow to fate, then no one in this world could break through the bondage of fate on each other.

"...Forget it, you won't understand. But I still want to thank you, because you tell me with facts that the fate of some people can indeed be changed." Eleuk nodded to Marceau.

At this moment, the radio in the cabin rang: "All members of the Aesgaconi airborne force, please pay attention. The preparation time is over, please go to the upper deck as soon as possible. The transport boat has been prepared, and the combat boat squadron and the combat mage chief squadron will escort you."

Marceau and Eleuk walked out of the cabin, and the two little guys walked along the corridor, walked up the ladder, and finally stood on the upper deck.

"Listen to a live broadcast of a prairie elves battle group. A combat boat squadron they were in charge of is airborne and conducting clearing activities. A wing composed of druids has joined the ground war first." A warrior in the team said.

"Compared with last week, the battle situation is much better. After all, everyone knows what they are going to do. And this time, we have joined several gangs composed of Shisher and Garoles. The combat boats controlled by the little guys are really amazing. They hover and fly sideways, and they are all old drivers. The players on the Druid United all praise the ground support of the combat boats in the live broadcast." The priest beside him seemed to be watching the live broadcast.

"It seems that we can get more points this week. After all, the support from heaven is strong, so we don't have to be beaten by the undead like last week." A ranger continued.

"The Eleventh Airborne Regiment, board the plane according to the previous assignment!" the dispatcher shouted on the command tower.

Marceau and Eleuk quickly found each other's positions according to the mission instructions. As soon as the cat sat in the position, they saw a team of combat mages running out of the independent preparation area of ​​the combat mages on the upper deck. Anne was the leader. Watching the girl's long hair flying in the air and watching her fly into the sky through the magic circle, the cat said that the knee-length pants under the robe could no longer be praised.

Anne hovered around the sky, then lowered her height and opened the field from the deck. The cat raised her hand and slapped the girl.

"Did you see that little girl? I heard that she is the Anne who completed the legendary achievement of 'Chief Captain of the Esgaconi' on Moon Night."

"Excellent! I saw that the deck was weak, she could fly around the sky and make the right choice in the shortest time!"

"By the way, who is the corps leader in this battle? Several commanders here who performed well in the last time they participated in the battle did not receive the assignment from the regiment commander."

"I heard that even the convoy captain of the last time, Orosia, who performed well last time, did not get the position of commander, and now he can only serve as the commander of the third squadron."

Listening to the players in the transport boat whispering, the transport boat Marceau was riding took off first, took the headphones handed over by the pilot, and adjusted the call channel to the entire wing channel. The cat looked at the virtual screen in front of him, with a total of ten squadrons and 1,211 people on it.

"This is Masso Su, commander of the 11th Airborne Regiment, Ri'an, all members of the 11th Airborne Regiment. I have issued mission instructions to each squadron. The third, fourth, seventh and ninth squadrons are the first wave of entry forces. After landing, please follow the instructions to establish a landing area defense. My direct squadron will act with the above four squadrons."

"This is the third squadron, understand."

“This is the 7th Squadron, understand.”

"This is the 9th Squadron, understand."

"This is the fourth squadron, I am Orosia, and my commander level is level five..." "This is Masso Su, the commander level ten, the aura of will, the aura of third physical energy and the aura of second morale."

The fifth-level will aura provides any will identification +5 to all members under the commander's name. It is better to use it to fight against the undead's various spells and various fear auras that require will identification; the third-level physical energy aura reduces physical energy consumption by 15%, which is also a very good aura for living people. The same physical energy consumption is used to do more work; and the second-level morale aura will provide a little permanent morale - this permanent morale will reduce the various adverse effects obtained by players due to low morale by 10%.

"……learn."

"Everyone, as commanders, I will be with you." Marceau paused for a moment, and then said the second half: "Now, let us go to the sea of ​​blood together!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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