The power of mountains and rivers is a pair of gauntlets.
In fact, the gauntlet is a special weapon in the "Amber Sword". Although some warriors, mercenaries, monks and monk soldiers use it, compared with the latter two, it is less popular among warriors and mercenaries.
Not common in .
However, this does not prevent Brando from becoming interested in the power of mountains and rivers.
When it comes to the divine messenger 'Ekmen', the first thing that comes to players' minds should be the 'Power of Mountains', which is the most valuable on the list of its drops, or the 'Thunder Sword' that is dropped in its entirety.
.Of course, Brando, the Thunder Sword Sword, will not have any delusions. As a level 67 great envoy, he should already have the corresponding power of the elements. Eliminating this group of people is just a matter of moving his fingers.
Even though Buga, the future great swordsman, is now civilized, humans and divine blood creatures are inherently different in energy levels by several levels. Unless the body is perfected in the later period and the golden bloodline is obtained, humans are an inferior race.
I am born to suffer losses.
However, let alone the level 62 mythical weapon Thunder Sword, even the power of mountains and rivers is enough to make people ready to move.
As the top-level fantasy weapon at level 45, Brando doesn't know exactly how powerful the Mountain Power Gauntlet is. In fact, he only saw it briefly on a video. But one thing he knows very well.
Even in terms of damage amplification alone, a level 45 fantasy weapon is enough to exceed the Thorn of Light by seventeen, eight, or even more times.
This alone is enough to drive any player crazy.
In the past, Brando has not seen players who got mythical weapons and fantasy weapons that are not suitable for their profession cut their accounts and retrain. After all, you can choose your own profession, but not everyone can get weapons above the fantasy level.
Yeah, it's all a matter of face.
Of course he can't do this now, but he is completely willing to redesign his upgrade plan for a magic weapon. Anyway, this is a hugely profitable thing. Like the Lion Heart Sword, Eruin has been followed by dozens of kings.
After nearly seven centuries of searching, isn’t there still no news?
The Lion Heart Sword is just a fantasy weapon, a level 70 fantasy long sword.
Although he now has clues to the Lion Heart Sword, Brando, who has had a lot of gaming experience, understands that having clues and completing the mission are completely different things, which are too illusory. If he can get it first
The power of mountains and rivers, then the career design must be based on the first fantasy weapon.
Then he patted his forehead to make himself realize that both the Lion Heart Sword and the Power of Mountains and Rivers were just conjectures at the moment. Not to mention that the 'Gray Wolf' mercenary group had not yet encountered the Tree Shepherds, their agent 'Solitaire'
'The mercenary group was nowhere to be seen. The fact that Buga and Macaro were able to kill the God Envoy was nothing more than wishful thinking on his part.
All in all, safety is the first consideration, and then the safest way is to see if you can find opportunities to make a fortune. Once Brando enters the state, he will naturally apply the rules of conduct in the game to himself. Only this
At that time, Madara, lizardmen, angels and tree shepherds were all insignificant opponents to him.
The Divine Envoy is a formidable opponent, but that's all. Brando himself has faced three of the twelve Patriarchs of the Tree Shepherds and defeated two of them, although he was once a level 130 at this moment.
The strength is no longer there, but the vision and experience remain at that level.
God's envoys are not without flaws.
"The power of mountains and rivers?" A trace of doubt flashed in Antitina's black gem-like eyes, and she asked confusedly: "What is the power of mountains and rivers?"
"Uh... I just remembered a famous treasure in this area. Legend has it that it is in the ruins of the Silver Elf, but no one has ever seen it." Brando had to find a suitable excuse for his slip of the tongue.
, he can't say that the power of mountains and rivers is actually a fantasy weapon with a gold label, and that a divine envoy named 'Ekmen' will bring it here later.
He didn't intend to leave a mental illness in Antitina's impression.
But even so, his words still aroused the dissatisfaction of the noble daughter. Antitina glanced at him with some resentment and sighed: "Lord, is this not the time to consider this?"
"Of course." Brando could only nod with a wry smile: "I was just distracted for a moment."
But he could only deceive himself. Antitina was so smart and perceptive. She glanced at him suspiciously. In the girl's impression, this shrewd and cautious young knight would never get involved in anything unimportant.
Distraction - Brando seems to be doing something deliberately all the time. Although on the surface everything he does seems to have nothing to do with it, in fact it turns out that these are all arranged in advance.
Antitina was very suspicious of how a person could do this. Plans are plans, but Brando seemed to know that something would eventually happen, and he waited patiently for the moment when things would come naturally.
Such people are either extremely confident or have a far-sighted vision and can see the development direction of something.
Of course, she never thought that a person could predict the future.
Even the palace stars that belong to the royal family in the royal court are just predicting the direction of some major events through the threads and cards manipulated by the twins of destiny. No one can predict the future in every detail, and in her opinion, they can do it.
At this point, there are probably only gods, but since this era, even gods have passed away. She obviously has not thought that Brando is not from this world at all.
"A momentary distraction?" Antitina frowned slightly, showing slight dissatisfaction: "Lord, if there is something you don't want to tell me, I won't ask -"
Brando felt that he was even more unjust than Dou E. Although he had some secrets that he couldn't tell outsiders, it was helpless. Martha, can he tell these things to outsiders?
Even if he said it, no one would believe it. He would only have the reputation of being a madman. He would not do such an uneconomical deal.
He had no choice but to explain patiently: "That's not the case, Miss Antitina..."
But before he had even finished speaking, Miss Roman came back from nowhere and assured him with a cheerful look: "I won't ask about Brando's secret!
Roman promises it!"
Brando glared at this guy fiercely. If there is anyone in the world who is best at showing that he is afraid that the world will not be in chaos, then this business lady must be ranked first among them.
But in the end he sighed, waved his hands and replied: "Forget it, let's get down to business. Pitch your tent a little closer to me at night. Don't take off your outer leather armor, and don't sleep too hard. Do you understand?"
Antitina immediately looked around alertly: "What?"
"We'll talk about it then." He turned around and immediately saw the businesswoman nodding her head along his side, but the expression on her face clearly said 'I don't care at all'. Brando's eyes
He immediately narrowed his eyes. He knew the nature of this eldest lady very well, "Especially you - my eldest lady Roman, you stay awake for me, don't think I don't know that you act like a little pig when you fall asleep.
, I’m afraid no one would be able to wake you up unless Lady Martha was here in person.”
"But my aunt said that women will age quickly if they don't go to bed early."
"I haven't slept in Butchi for several days and I didn't see you die."
"But if I sleep at that time, Madara will catch up with me."
"The same now." Brando replied angrily.
…
Hands covered with the smell of spices——
From the pungent aroma, Eco could distinguish the smell of fennel and fennel transported from the Silver Sands Coast, as well as the smell of cinnamon from Golan-Elsen. He had practiced related olfactory abilities in toxicology and distinguished that spices were nothing more than cinnamon.
It's just one of them. However, the rich fragrance in the air still stimulated the young man's nasal cavity and made him want to sneeze hard. But at this moment, Eco wished that his heartbeat had stopped. Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, his heart was still
Beating loudly in the chest.
He closed his mouth tightly, trying not to make a sound. Even though he was trying desperately to breathe heavily at this moment, his chest was so painful, and his brain was invaded by waves of dizziness, he could only
He could hold it back and let the sweat flow down his forehead. He lowered his head and saw the sweat dripping down onto the snow-white sack, forming a dark spot.
"Who are you?"
"What are you doing here?"
The young man couldn't see the speaker, but he could tell who was speaking based on the familiar voice. It was Cab, the captain of the second team, and his familiar companions, "Don't come here -"
He thought to himself: "Don't speak, everyone, turn around and leave here. Those guys, don't make them suspicious." He stared at the shadows on the opposite wall with wide eyes, for fear of missing any detail.
But he would occasionally close his eyes and pray to Lady Martha devoutly, praying that Cab and the others would leave immediately.
But he knew that was impossible.
Unless a miracle happens——
So he prayed for a miracle—
He had always known that his adoptive father, Macaro, had left manpower in the town just to monitor him. It was better to say that it was monitoring than taking care of him. Cabo was the one who cared for him the most in the mercenary group besides Buga and his adoptive father.
Youjia was also his first swordsmanship teacher. He also knew that the man known as the 'Maned Wolf' Macaro had always known that he had been hiding in the town. Even when he secretly returned to the hotel, they also
You should know this.
Everyone understands it tacitly.
They still treat him as a child, as if Eco will always be a little guy who needs other people to take care of him.
But this time it’s different. Those guys, those guys are definitely not members of the Solitaire mercenary group. What is the Solitaire mercenary group? Is it possible that Eco is afraid of an old man who has been playing against them all year round, but who is fierce and evil at heart?
Is that right? Why would the adoptive father not think of this? He couldn't help but rub his forehead, but halfway through the action, he put down his hand again, feeling cold all over.
"We can't let those guys find out."
"But Cabo and his friends are still outside. They are no match for those guys."
"Those guys are evil demons who kill without blinking an eye."
Eco struggled, and he wanted to jump out several times to remind Cabo, and loudly ask them to turn around and leave immediately. Even though he knew that it would be of no use, the young man's inner feelings towards Cabo as both his teacher and friend were still there.
He is urging him to fulfill this obligation. This is his obligation, but he understands that he has more important responsibilities.
We can't let those guys succeed.
"Where is the young man you are chasing?" Caber spoke again.
Eco's heart skipped a beat.
"Hurry up and hand over Eco, we have all seen it!" This was another younger voice, which seemed more impatient.
Chris you impulsive bastard!
Eco cursed in his heart, his hand couldn't help but grasp his sword tightly, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble. Then he heard the familiar laughter, and the coldness was as biting as ice needles piercing his back.
