Brando smiled. Of course, you wouldn't understand the value of the Ghost Knight's crystal. This thing was once hyped up to 300 million Tor in The Amber Sword. Until the middle of the second era, only a few warriors could afford to use equipment with the Ghost Knight's crystal engraved on it.
However, it seemed like wishful thinking to want to get the engraved crystal. In other words, it was like the clouds floating in the sky. It looked beautiful, but it was meaningless.
Because even Brando himself didn't take this sentence seriously.
The engraved crystal was a product of the purification of a monster's own attributes. It could be dark, evil, flying, or floating. Any kind of engraved crystal only had a very small chance of being produced, not to mention the Ghost Knight's crystal. The drop rate was about seven decimal places.
The chance of getting this thing was only slightly higher than transmigrating to another world.
He held up the heavy crossbow and asked, "Do you have any magic arrows?"
"Yes." The two elementalists in the Mercenaries of Lopes immediately answered. The two girls were twins. Their long grey-brown hair was tied into thin braids beside their long ears. They were actually wild elves from the mountains of Orrgash. When Brando became a member of the divine force in his previous life, he fought against the undead for a long time in Orrgash. He was not unfamiliar with this race.
The wild elves were actually the children of the Goddess Gaia, so they were closer to the dwarves of the stone race. The two races often had the tradition of intermarriage, and their customs were also very different. However, the wild elves valued martial arts. They were rich in hunters, elementalists, and hunters. These three professions were all offensive professions. It was obvious that their culture was fierce.
When the Fourth King of Cruz, Long Blade Harson, invaded the Lopes Principality, he suffered a great loss at their hands. Although he won in the end, he paid a heavy price.
To this day, the people of Cruz and the wild elves were still hostile to each other.
It was because of this fierce and open culture that many wild elves came to the human world. The profession they chose was also very fierce — mercenaries. On this point, the Lopes Mercenaries were the Wild Elves, Mountain Dwarves and the Lopes Mercenaries were the allied forces of the Lopes Mercenaries.
Therefore, Brando was not surprised to hear that there were two Elementalists from the Wild Elves among the mercenaries. If there were two War Priests (*), that would be the most shocking thing. The Lopes people and the Kirrlutz people were sworn enemies that never interacted with each other.
(The War Priests were elite priests trained by the Cruz people. The organization's predecessor was the Imperial War Missionary Society. The headquarters is the Holy Temple of the King, located in the mountainous highlands of the Haruli region. Every year, the Holy Temple produces a steady stream of young and excellent priests for the Empire, whose emblem is the eagle.
"My Lord, which one do you belong to?" The older sister with a sharper face and fairer skin asked in a sweet voice.
"Ice and Wind, how many can you make?"
"If I don't reserve my magic power, I can make ten."
"I can make six." The younger sister replied in a crisp voice.
"That's enough," Brando interrupted them: "Give me seven of each, and the remaining two will be Guided Arrows."
The two sisters looked at each other with a strange expression. They looked at their captain. In the end, it was the older sister who asked softly: "My Lord, we can understand the Wind Binding Arrow and Ice Rending Arrow, but Guided Arrow … Guided Arrow isn't usually used alone?"
They were not lying. Guided Arrows were usually used to make expensive double or even multiple magic arrows. After all, high level magic arrows were expensive and could not be recycled. However, a magic arrow would only be effective if it hit the target. For example, if someone missed a Dragon Slaying Arrow, it would be a huge loss.
Thus, the so-called double magic arrow was born, also known as Guided Magic Arrows. But they had never heard of a single Guided Arrow being used alone. It was not like the nobles used it to cheat when hunting.
But Brando had other plans. He smiled: "It's fine, you just have to do it. There's no need to conserve your mana. After completing my mission, you can rest at the back with Roman and Amandina. The rest of the battle will be left to the others. "
The older sister nodded. Even though she still had doubts, she knew that human lords were often obstinate and opinionated. So, the more mature Elven girl wisely chose to keep her mouth shut. But her younger sister frowned and continued to ask: "But, my Lord …"
"Tia." She shouted sternly.
The younger sister looked at her sister in surprise. She understood her sister's meaning and kept her mouth shut.
Brando was stunned. He could not help but think of The Shire. Sometimes it was hard to believe that these people with their own judgment, memories, and emotions were life forms summoned from a card. If it was someone else, they would not be able to tell at all.
But he smiled bitterly. Did he look like a cold and heartless lord? Even though he was a little stern in front of these mercenaries, it was only because of his personality. There was no need for such a big misunderstanding, right?
He turned around and saw that Amandina was holding back her laughter. Roman was also looking at him with a smile, as if they were watching a good show. "I say, am I still your Lord? Your attitude is not right!" Brando complained in his heart, but he still forced a smile on his face.
"Don't worry about it …"
He replied with a dry smile.
… …
Fourteen Magic Arrows were quickly handed to him. In fact, according to Brando's strength when he was at his peak, he estimated that at most half of the arrows would be enough. But now was not the same as before. He was not a level 130 warrior, so he prepared as many arrows as he could.
In any case, two Elementalists with two rings (Lower Level Iron-ranked) would not be of much help in the upcoming battle.
He inserted the arrows one by one into the buckles of his belt so that he could use them easily. Then he looked up and saw that the mercenaries in the forest were also in position. This made him feel a little more at ease. However, just as he relaxed a little, he became even more upset when he saw the face of the middle-aged man beside him, which was full of vicissitudes of life.
"I said, no problem. Captain Nightsong. "
Brando sighed. No matter how he explained, the Nightsong Tiger was still worried about him. His reason was simple: Just like The Shire, he knew the relationship between them and Brando, so he would not let him take the risk.
"It's fine, my Lord. Just let me stay. I can revive even if I die, so you can just treat it as a shield. "The Nightsong Tiger replied calmly.
[Why does this sound so familiar?] [Yes, I can revive, but I have to wait until tomorrow morning, and I have to pay an extra maintenance fee. Lord Nightsong Tiger!]
Brando listened to the Nightsong Tiger's explanation with amusement. He looked back at the forest and confirmed that the Roman and Amandina were far away. Then he asked: "They're all gone. Are you the only one among the twelve mercenaries who understands this?"
The Nightsong Tiger nodded and did not deny it: "Every summoning card has a core, or a leader. Other than that, the others are called 'derivatives'. In this card, I'm the core. The core setting can be said to be the Planeswalker's assistant, helping him manage the derivatives created by this card, or other cards or spells attached to this card. "
"There's such a setting?" Brendel paused for a moment before he thought of something else. "If that's the case, then the knowledge that each core possesses is different."
"Of course, it's related to the card itself." The Nightsong Tiger replied.
"Then what do you know? Do you know how to get a card from the graveyard?" He asked jokingly.
"Black cards are mysterious and unpredictable. If my Lord wants to use the graveyard tactic, I'm afraid you'll need to collect a Dark Elemental Land Card. This type of Land Card can be found in swamps, graveyards, or places where undead creatures gather. "The Nightsong Tiger replied.
Brendel nodded, took a deep breath, and looked ahead. He raised his heavy crossbow. "Then you stay here. Just don't cause trouble for me." His gaze swept across the temple that stood alone under the cold moonlight.
It had been two centuries since Erouine's people left this place, and no other intelligent beings had entered this ruined temple.
He calculated the time as he thought about these irrelevant things. In the past games, luring monsters was a skill. A true expert could make his opponent appear in a desired location along the path he had planned.
For low-level AIs, he needed to remember the opponent's judgment. For high-level monsters, it was a battle of the hearts of the people.
Brando did not neglect any of these things. Although he was not a Hunter in the past, he did not have a complete team. As a warrior, this was one of his jobs.
"Eight, seven …"
Brando muttered softly. The mercenary captain obviously did not understand what he was calculating. After all, the way the NPCs fought was different from the way the players fought.
For the players, no matter how real the world was, it was still a digital world. Everything was written using numbers. Brando was the same. Their thinking was beyond the game, and they were like a precise machine that recorded every change in the numbers.
Everything followed a pattern.
He calculated the time and pulled the trigger. The first arrow installed on the crossbow was a hollow whistling arrow. It immediately let out a sharp cry and flew out. The hollow arrow drew a white stream of air on both sides and drew an arc as it drilled into the shadow of the temple.
"Six, five …"
The sharp screech alerted the hostile undead, and the glowing Knight appeared at the side of the temple. The Nightsong Tiger placed one hand on the handle of his flying axe and tensed up.
But Brando immediately threw away the crossbow and took out his own short bow. He had bought this bow when the Highland Squire card entered the graveyard. Although it was not as good as The Shire's Construct Bow, it was better than nothing.
Brando signaled to the Nightsong Tiger.
Retreat, now! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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