Chapter 361: The plan is very big, totem props, the corner of fire
After he hesitated for a moment and hesitated to speak, d'Artagnan finally revealed his intention.
It turned out that it also received some kind of hint and half instruction from the old minotaur, and came to ask Moriarty for help in "processing" equipment.
"You mean, after arriving at the 'Dark Neon', you will represent the 'Furnace Tribe' in the 'Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice-Totem Fighting Performance'?" Looking at the young tauren, Moriarty frowned slightly.
"Yes." D'Artagnan was very proud and said: "One of the three city lords of 'Dark Neon' is the great 'Maze Guardian' Lord Cleveland, a fourteenth-level extreme powerhouse.
He is also one of the ancestral elders of our clan, and the highest leader of the Minotaur clan in this region."
"I heard from the Tartar elders of the Greyback Tribe, isn't the Dark Neon jointly ruled by beholders and dark elves?" After hearing this, Moriarty suddenly asked.
"Huh! What do those farmers who only know how to grow wheat clothes know?" D'Artagnan immediately said with disdain: "For the past hundred years, Lord Cleveland has been practicing in seclusion and not paying attention to worldly affairs, so he let others fight for it.
I have gained some small power, making the 'Dark Neon Colors' seem to be in charge of the other two clans. In fact, I, the Minotaur, have a deep foundation in the 'Dark Neon Colors' and have huge strength, no less than the other guys."
"So that's it."
The life of the Supreme Being can usually last for hundreds of years, which is several times or even ten times longer than that of ordinary people. Therefore, the time between their birth and entry into the world is also uncertain. A moment of prosperity is almost a big deal in the eyes of secular people, but in the eyes of ordinary people,
The Jida seems to be nothing more than a boring trick and doesn't take it seriously at all. As long as the strength is there, all the glory and power are there. Just take it back when you want it.
"Actually, our 'Melting Pot Tribe' originally belonged to Lord Cleveland. However, we were expelled from the 'Dark Neon' due to a mistake more than 200 years ago. We have not been able to return to the 'Dark Neon Colors'. We can only use a few opportunities to
Occasionally return. Therefore, generations of torch prophets of the tribe are trying their best to seek the important matter of returning to the tribe, so that the tribe can be recognized by Lord Cleveland and once again included in the name of the ancestors. In a few days, the 'Maze Keeper' will be 300 years old.
Birthday, so..."
"That's why Master Julob prepared a heavy gift to congratulate you. At the same time, I also hope that you can achieve good results in the martial arts performance to sacrifice the ancestors, so as to win the favor and forgiveness of Master Cleveland." Before d'Artagnan could speak,
It's over, Moriarty understands everything.
It turns out that the old Minotaur has a grand plan, no wonder he is so willing to invest in it, and now he even "instigates" Dartagnan to come here to "beg" for some equipment, so that he can make a splash in the martial arts arena and win the favor of the Tauren.
Haha. Julob really tried his best to achieve the return of the tribe.
"Right, that is it."
Now that the conversation was finally over, D'Artagnan felt a lot more relaxed.
In fact, after a month, the young tauren has gradually recognized the strength of the human mage. Whether it is fighting or alchemy, he is a well-known master. So in his heart, d'Artagnan has recognized the other person's status, and also
I no longer thought about revenge. Just because I couldn't save face, I had deliberately avoided seeing each other before. But now it involves the "ancestral sacrifice-totem fighting performance" and the return of the tribe. D'Artagnan has no choice but to do so.
No more coming for help.
"Tell me, what equipment do you want me to help improve?"
Moriarty was also happy and did not discuss any price issues. He planned to really volunteer to help. After all, he had pulled out piles of good things from his tribe, and he had also asked D'Artagnan to build a large number of metal components before. The finished product was
The quality is also extremely high. So it is appropriate to return the favor now.
"Haha, you agree!?" Seeing that the other party unconditionally agreed to help, the young tauren was also unexpectedly overjoyed and immediately bowed to express his thanks.
"Okay, tell me what you need."
"I want...I want to ask you to take a look at this armor for me."
With a silly smile, Dartagnan pointed at the thick, thick wrought copper armor he was wearing.
In fact, when he saw the young tauren, Moriarty had already noticed this armor that looked quite old. The reason was simply that the seals on the breastplate of the wrought copper armor were somewhat blurry.
The totem pattern is a pair of rough and heroic crossed horns, accompanied by a rising bush of blazing flames.
What really attracted Moriarty was a structure similar to an alchemical circle hidden under the totem, which he had never seen before.
Although it was just a rough feeling, Moriarty was already sure that the totem array was very obviously different from the classic magic academy alchemy array.
Completely different from the meticulous craftsmanship and perfect details of Brakada's traditional alchemy techniques, the totem circle is more direct, rougher, and more simple and powerful. Although it seems simple or even crude, it has a different kind of
The original beauty, simplicity and high spirit are not found in many magic props produced by Brakada. Moreover, in terms of design ideas and array layout, the totem array also takes a different approach, and its working principle is the same as that of the totem array.
The final effect is currently unknown.
"This armor was passed down from the older generation in the tribe. Together with the stainless steel battle ax you just finished enchanting, the Prophet has given it to me for use."
Seeing Moriarty looking at the large wrought copper armor attentively, d'Artagnan felt a little proud again.
Obviously, in order to ensure that the tribe's children could achieve good results in the martial arts, Zhu Luobu spent a lot of money and handed over two important alchemy weapons, one offensive and one defensive, to the young tauren.
"Is there anything special about this armor?" Moriarty nodded and looked at d'Artagnan.
"Yes! The Prophet said that this totem armor can stimulate the power of the ancestral spirits in me, greatly increasing my combat power."
"Can you give it a try?" Moriarty also hopes to observe how the totem circle works up close.
"good."
D'Artagnan was very happy and led Moriarty directly to an empty stone room. There were large pieces of copper and iron of different shapes arranged in it. These large metal pieces were all covered with pits and scratches.
, cracks and traces of various weapon attacks. It turns out that this is the "gym" of the tauren.
"I'm going to start!"
After nodding towards Moriarty, d'Artagnan let out a low roar, and at the same time his eyes turned red, and a cluster of brown-red flames emerged from his body, just like the power of the totem summoned during the first battle with the human mage.
But in just a blink of an eye, the flame containing the power of the Minotaur race suddenly lowered. But it did not go out, but instead merged into a trickle, pouring into the "Horn of Fire" of the wrought copper armor.
In the totem.
Immediately, the crossed horns and flames in the totem suddenly lit up.
Immediately afterwards, as if receiving some kind of induction, d'Artagnan's pair of towering horns suddenly ignited with vigorous flames, and at the same time, the two curved horns became as red as red iron.
"Firehorn Charge!"
As if some kind of instinct hidden deep in his bloodline was suddenly awakened, D'Artagnan, with his blazing horns, roared violently, used his head as a hammer, and struck at an unstoppable and terrifying high speed toward the person who was more than ten meters away.
A thick iron pillar collided violently.
"boom!"
There was a rumble of gold and iron clashing, and the half-meter-thick pig iron pillar was mostly bent by D'Artagnan's fiery charge. At the same time, there was a ring of fierce flames like explosions in the iron pillar.
The middle section exploded, causing the pig iron pillar to shake violently and almost break from it.
"It turns out that this is the totem array: it actually uses the racial power of people of a specific bloodline as energy, and cooperates with the power of the ancestral spirits represented by the totem itself to semi-automatically activate certain fixed innate skills or spell-like abilities."
Moriarty looked at the crumbling iron pillar target and the young tauren on the other side who was filled with excitement and admiration, and nodded secretly.
Obviously, it is not easy to imitate the totem circle and produce similar magic props. Because in essence, the totem circle is not a general-purpose prop, but an exclusive racial equipment that fits the characteristics of the tauren. Take the Minotaur
The power of Los blood and the induction of the ancestors' spirits are the key. Only the tauren can exert the full power of the totem array. People from other tribes cannot activate the totem at all and can only sigh in despair.
"This bronze armor is very good. It works well with the power of your totem. It is also used as an 'armor tool' to perform 'military warfare'. It can be said that it is unexpected and contains hidden murderous intentions."
Suppressing his thoughts about the totem circle, Moriarty made a pertinent comment to d'Artagnan, who was striding back.
Although according to the standards of an alchemist, this totem bronze armor is far from being considered a high-quality product, it is quite suitable for the characteristics of a tauren warrior and is very practical.
"Hey, this armor is great." The firepower was fully activated, and D'Artagnan was also very happy, with a smile on his face: "But it's a little too old, so I want to ask you to renovate it."
Speaking of which, the young tauren with a rough and honest appearance is also a little cunning. He never mentions what specific requirements he has, and only lets the human mage watch and help. I don't know whether this strategy was figured out by itself or by Professor Zulob.
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"Okay, you leave the copper armor with me and pick it up in three days." Moriarty also laughed amusedly, then waved his hand and said directly.
"Haha, thank you so much, Master!" Seeing the other party nodding and agreeing to help, D'Artagnan was immediately overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.
Three days later, the young tauren was waiting in front of the stone chamber early. He was anxious and worried, but he didn't dare to go forward and listen to the door. Judging from the three enchanting works (sets) completed by the human mage, it can be said that everything is.
It's a fine product, so D'Artagnan is really looking forward to his new armor, but he can't help but feel a little worried about the gain and loss.
I don't know how long I waited, but the young tauren couldn't bear it any longer, so he finally took the initiative to push open the stone door and carefully looked inside, only to see that there was no one in the stone room.
"What's going on?" D'Artagnan couldn't help but be startled as he looked at the empty furnace room.
At this moment, another tribesman came to the stone room. When he saw d'Artagnan, he shouted: "The Prophet has called you to the competition hall. The human mage is also waiting there." (To be continued.)
