Wearing the ring and the Angel Heart Bottle, he used the suspended celestial sphere to collect the messy things on the deck. Unfortunately, most of the holy water was thrown away by the Tilmose people as garbage. The reason was that the Tilmos people were guests, the majestic planeswalker.
How could you use something with such a low price? However, the soul-stealing bow was praised by the elders of the Tilmos people. It seems that these elemental people have no prejudice against demonic items.
After doing these things, Brando suddenly felt a lot more confident, and he couldn't be less confident. After all, he suddenly had several artifacts, sub-artifacts, and mythical items on his body. Although they may not be anything outside the elemental barrier, but in Wo
Ende can definitely be regarded as a rich man.
"Mr. Brando." The fire elf prince Lute came to him at some point and said, "I also want to give you a gift."
Brando was stunned for a moment. He was about to open the battle record and wanted to see if there was a large amount of magic that was jumping or jumping to lower levels in this place near the center of the storm vortex, which was the so-called experience value. At this time, he had to
Stop your hands and look at the other person.
He noticed that the Fusedes family member was looking at him with burning eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Miss Tata and the elders of the Tilmose people had a good impression of him, firstly because he might be the so-called Ma
Sha's chosen one, but it was mainly because he had previously saved the entire Binghai clan and won their trust with his ability, so they would be kind to him.
Just like the people of Loas Sea before, they may have believed that he was the King of the Earth, but they were unwilling to join several other clans. After all, prophecies cannot be used for food.
So what is this little fire element family planning to do?
It was said that the Fire Fairy clan was not rich, and he couldn't help but think of what Miss Tata had told him about the customs and customs of the four elemental worlds.
Root bowed to him. The somewhat cold and arrogant expression on his face became much looser at this moment. "I want to introduce myself to you. I want to walk the next journey with you. The Reunion of the Blade of Flame."
I hope I can accompany you on your future journey.”
Wait, Brando also has some knowledge, thinking that this should be regarded as an oath. However, this kind of oath always makes him feel a little weird, but Lute is still a genuine prince. It would be better if the other party is a princess.
Well. That’s not good either.
All in all, Brando was confused now. He asked: "Do you want to go find the Blade of Flame with me?"
"More than that," Root shook his head: "To be precise, I want to fight side by side with you, the Beloved of the Flame Blade."
"What to fight for?"
"Of course to defeat the Dragon of Twilight"
"Are you so sure?"
"I'm not afraid to sacrifice for this, Mr. Brando."
"But..." Brando couldn't help scratching his head in distress. He glanced at his battle record panel with his peripheral vision, and as he expected, it was submerged in green text.
Page after page of battle records flow down like a waterfall, and the green text is a reminder of countless experience points.
He even heard the exclamations from Andesa and some Tilmers not far away. Of course, the latter were in the psychic connection.
The power of the magic tide has arrived. In the place closest to the center of the storm, even these people of order can feel that their strength is rapidly improving.
This experience is not only the abundance of magic power, but also the understanding of order and law, because after the law of tiamat relaxes the authority, the whole world is clearly presented in front of everyone like a big open book.
Except for illiterate people.
"This is the center of the storm!" Baiwu was talking to Marocha: "I clearly feel the law of tiamat. It is here. I didn't expect that the violent energy storm outside was actually caused by the changes here."
"But how could the lord know all this? I think this is his first time here."
"Do you know how the first generation of ancestors passed down their wisdom, Marocha."
"Excuse my ignorance, Ms. Baiwu."
"It is said that wisdom born in fire is innate, and all things are given wisdom by flames, but knowledge has long existed in darkness. The poem of the blue was born from the flames, and Martha also chose the person from the flames.
"
"Lord, you are indeed special..."
"I have a feeling that maybe he is not from our world."
When Brando heard this, he couldn't help but shuddered, and quickly gathered his mind, fearing that something would be seen on his face. In fact, Root was also looking at him with bright eyes. The fire fairy prince asked:
"But what, do you think I'm not worthy of you?"
"Pfft..." Brando almost choked on his own saliva. He quickly stopped the little goblin from saying anything else, for fear that the other person would become more out of tune with what he said. The words were so obvious that he couldn't bear it.
I had the illusion that this guy was going to express his feelings next.
"No, no, no, Root, that's not what I meant. What I meant is that I promised to go find the Flame Scepter with you, but should you be more cautious about what happens next?"
"But I have already thought about it," Root replied: "I recognize you, the beloved of the Blade of Flame. I think you are the one who can inherit the will of the Golden Flame. The residents of Forsides only have one follower in their lives.
, the dependents of the fire element follow their protector, and I follow you, what’s the problem with this?”
He said somewhat arrogantly: "Unless you think I am not qualified, I will not question your decision, but only death can wash away this shame."
"Mr. Brando," Tata also flew over at this time, she explained: "This is the oath of the Golden Flame, the most solemn oath in the lives of the fire fairies. They will only follow those who have truly been recognized by them.
Man, this is the highest respect."
Brando turned around and looked at the little goblin seriously: "Should I promise you, Root?"
"It's up to you"
Brando thought to himself, I can't watch you die. This may not be wrong in the eyes of goblins, and even some human kingdoms like to do this, but he can't accept it. Honor
Although important, the price of life is not low.
He respects those forefathers who sacrificed their lives for their ideals. But he can't help but feel that this is a bit too trivial at the moment.
But he also knew that this might be the real reason why the subjects of Forsedes were so different from other goblins, and he nodded silently: "Tonigel always welcomes guests."
Root looked very solemn and bowed deeply to him.
Fire fairies and their followers actually have an equal relationship. They will dedicate everything to this loyalty and friendship, but if their followers do something disappointing, they will also quietly do it.
leave.
Miss Tata promptly added this knowledge to Brando.
But at this time, Brando heard Bai Wu's claws in his heart: "Do you mean that I will have to live with this damn flame mosquito in the future?"
"Then what can be done," Brando replied innocently: "Let him splash blood on the spot?"
"It is not a pity to die!"
Ms. Bai Wu snorted and stopped answering. Although she said something so ghastly, she was actually as soft-hearted as most women.
Brando was finally able to end this troublesome question. He knew that Miss Goblin obviously didn't come here to save himself, so he quickly turned around and asked: "Miss Tata, what happened?"
Tata nodded: "It's nothing big, Mr. Brando, just as you expected, we have arrived at the center of the storm vortex. It is very calm here, and the magic power is very rich. Compared with the previous losses of the fleet, it is almost
Not worth mentioning. However, there are signs of abnormal magical activity in the center of the storm. I guess there may be some creatures hiding in it. You mentioned before that if we find creatures, we will notify you in advance."
When Brando heard these words, he couldn't help but straighten up, and immediately forgot about the previous things. The first thing he thought of was that there were indeed creatures here. There could be no biological activity in a place rich in magic power. Those creatures
Comes from the sea of magic. It is one of the most native monsters in the world.
But that's not the crux of the matter.
In "Amber Sword", after the magic tide arrives, the player's experience in killing monsters increases by three to five times. Compared with the temporary nature of the magic tide, this improvement is permanent. But here, in
The center of the magic tide, closest to the law of tiamat. How many times will the experience be increased by killing these native species in the magic tide?
Twenty times? Thirty times? Or more?
Brando couldn't imagine it.
But this is also his biggest concern. He finally got through the storm, even sacrificing Akroma and the Dimension Cave, just for this moment. If he wants to become stronger, then he will have to wait and see what these magical primitive species will do next.
It's no longer strong.
"There are magical creatures?" His voice raised unnaturally: "Have you found them?"
"On the left side of the ship, hidden behind a cloud of magic," Tata replied: "But those who move in places where magic is rich are often native species that live on magic and energy. They may be magic creatures.
It could also be crepuscular species, or even etheric predators, do we really want to take the initiative to attack them?"
"Of course," Brando replied decisively, but he still added: "Can we deal with them?"
Now that he has lost Akroma, he is no longer so sure. After all, Miss Goblin is right. How can something that can survive in a place like this be easy to deal with?
But at this time, the voice of the elder of the Tilmos people and the elder of the Mist clan intervened in the conversation between the two: "The Tilmos people are the best hunters on the shallow sea. There is no prey that we can't deal with, but
Lord planeswalker, are these prey valuable?"
Hearing this answer, Brando smiled.
"I guarantee you," he said, "they will be the most valuable game you have ever caught, and possibly ever since."
"Then I will collect their heads as the highest honor in my career as a hunter," Elder Mist smiled, and he turned to Miss Elf and said: "Miss Tata, listen to the order of the King of the Earth and let the ship
