The little girl squatted beside Ekman's corpse, which was as tall as a mountain. She placed one hand on her knee while the other fiddled with the corpse for a long time. She did not seem to have found anything. She hooked the string of the bow with her finger and waved it in front of Brando. "Do you want it?"
"You don't want it?"
Aloz shook her head, her golden ponytail swaying. "It's useless to me, I just want to see what it is."
Brando felt like crying. [If you don't want it, then you should stay away from the corpse!] He felt like he was going crazy, but she was the one who killed the Acolyte of Earth, and he had no right to complain. "That's all?"
"What's all?"
"Just this bow?"
"How could that be? There are many other things. But they don't fit my taste, so I'm too lazy to touch them. "The little girl answered.
[What kind of reason is that?] Brando thought to himself, but he still asked. "You haven't answered my question. What did you put on the Golden Apple? As a thank you gift, I think I have the right to know, right? " He pointed at the Golden Apple in his hand. He wanted to give it to Freya or the Roman, but he decided against it. Only the heavens knew what was on the Golden Apple.
Thinking of this, he could not help but put the Golden Apple further away, so as not to touch the 'interesting thing' on it.
"It's a secret." The little girl laughed.
"A secret?"
Brando wanted to ask more, but he saw Aloz's expression change slightly. She suddenly looked to the side. She put her index finger to her lips and made a 'shh' gesture to Brando. "Someone's coming." She became serious and whispered. "Mr. Brando, your adventures are very exciting, I like it. But this time, I came to you because something happened in my clan. Fu Luofa and I have to go back. I hope you'll take care of yourself. "
"Wait." Brando was stunned. He suddenly thought of a possibility from the little girl's words. Could it be that this guy had been following him? His expression became a little strange, but even so, Brando did not lose his sharp instincts. He immediately found a loophole in the other party's words. "Tribe? You are …? "
Aloz nodded with a smile.
Brando felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was speechless. If he remembered correctly, there was only one type of creature in Wohnde that was not human and liked to use the word 'race' to refer to their own race. That was the dragon race that no one, including the undead of Madara, liked. This race, which claimed to be superior creatures, was usually high and mighty, always did not do anything, and was unreasonable, was notorious.
But he didn't expect that his prophecy would come true, and that he would really interact with such a little female dragon for so long. But fortunately, at least the other party was not in a bad mood and ate him for lunch, although it was a little late for lunch at this time. But in fact, Brando also felt that Aloz seemed to have a good impression of him. If he really had a dragon as his backer, Brando could not help but feel a little lucky for a moment.
What kind of virtue did he have?
"Well, Mr. Brando, those people will be here soon. I don't want those inferior creatures, stupid things to see me. I'm right by your side. Don't worry, I won't let them hurt you. " She stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder in a mature manner, as if she was his big sister. Then, half of her body disappeared into the air, and gradually her whole body became transparent and disappeared without a trace.
"Hurt me? Did Nalaethar and the others have to do that? "
Brando thought that she was talking about Nalaethar and the others, thinking that the always arrogant Silver Elves were inferior creatures and stupid things, he did not know how to feel. He guessed that the Silver Elf King would be so angry that he would come back to life after hearing that. But what she said was not wrong, the Dragon race was one of the few races in Wohnde that maintained a relatively pure Golden Bloodline. Just in terms of bloodline alone, they were much stronger than the Iron and Silver Elves. Moreover, the most abnormal thing about the Dragon race was that although their fertility was low, any of their descendants were born with Elemental Power, which was one of the most prominent characteristics of the Golden Bloodline.
But Nalaethar came too late.
He complained as he limped towards the corpse, thinking that since he had already been tainted by the Unlucky Hand Aura once, he was not afraid of being tainted again. And maybe if he was lucky, a negative would turn into a positive, right? He first picked up the bow and looked at it in his vision, and found that it was indeed a Shale Longbow:
Shale Longbow [Magic] Penetration: 25-29, + 4 Dexterity, + 2 Strength. Activation: Creates a Petrifying Arrow (1 week cooldown).
Brando weighed the bow in his hand, and was somewhat satisfied with the attributes. Although the Shale Longbow only had a Brass tag, and its attributes were only at the level of a level 40 equipment, the activation was very useful. The Petrifying Arrow was one of the few magic arrows that could not be created with magic. Its effect was to petrify the enemy, and the degree of petrification depended on the enemy's Constitution. Generally speaking, an opponent below Silver-ranked would be turned into a stone statue. Of course, Brendel would not use such a precious Petrifying Arrow against an Iron-ranked opponent. This arrow was a serious threat even to Silver-ranked opponents, and it could even affect Gold-ranked opponents.
Like other magic arrows, the Petrifying Arrow would not lose its effectiveness over time, at least for a short period of time. Therefore, it could be stored for players, and many Archer players had prepared it to store Petrifying Arrows. Magic arrows did not have to be shot with a bow anyway.
Although the Shale Longbow was not bad, it was still not comparable to the loot of a level 55 Boss with a perfect rating. Hence, he couldn't wait to look at Ekman's huge corpse. Even though he knew that Aloz was still by his side, as a player, it was an irresistible temptation to be able to find the equipment of his dreams from a pile of unknown loot.
He put the Golden Apple by his feet, and pulled out a necklace from under the corpse.
Star of Flame [Magic] Increases the capacity of the fire element pool by half, increases the fire element by 10.
Brando looked at the Brass grade necklace, and could not help but laugh. It seemed that being unlucky had its benefits. This necklace was the best item for a Fire Elementalist. If he had gotten this necklace from a Boss in the past, he would have dragged the design team of Torrential Rain out to give them a good beating. This was because whether it was a 50% increase in the capacity of the fire element pool or a 10% increase in the damage of the fire element spells, it was useless to a Warrior. But it was different now. Although the latter attribute was useless to him, the 50% increase in the capacity of the fire element pool was too important for a useless elementalist like him.
But the real significance of this necklace was that it opened up a new path for him. Brando had always been troubled by the fact that his elemental pool was too small, but the Star of Flame made him realize that for a useless elementalist like him, he could definitely equip the equipment of an Elementalist. For example, the Star of Flame, Harsh Winter, and even the legendary Asilika – Elemental Brooch. With these equipment, increasing the capacity of the elemental pool by a few times was a simple matter. No matter how bad his elemental sensing ability was, he could still be transformed into a qualified Elementalist.
This was the so-called lack of talent made up for by equipment.
Brando kept the necklace and heard a soft sound behind him. He turned around and saw a group of people walking out from behind the bushes. Brando couldn't help but be startled when he saw them, and the phrase 'enemies are destined to meet' flashed through his mind. It was none other than Makarov, Buga, and the others who trapped him here. Of course, it wasn't just the two of them. There were seven to eight people following them, but they didn't look like the Grey Wolves Mercenaries.
Brando's gaze was focused on the old man between the two of them. He furrowed his brows and felt that he had seen this old man somewhere before.
But compared to Brendel's surprise, Buga and Makarov's surprise was even greater. It could even be said that they were stunned. In fact, they were stunned when they saw Brando. They had already recognized this young man, but Brando looked a little valiant at the moment. He held his dagger in one hand as he sat on the bloodied corpse of Eckman. His body was also covered in blood and he gave off the impression that he was a ruthless man.
This young man went through a tough battle and killed the monster all by himself.
Buga and Makarov had personally experienced the battle a few days ago, and of course, they had fought Ekman as well. A level 55 BOSS's strength was close to a level 70 monster, and Buga and Makarov were no match for it. Moreover, Ekman and Buga's elemental field could be said to be of the same origin. The awkward thing about having the same elemental field was that once they fought, it would only depend on the difference in strength. However, the difference in strength was obvious. As a result, both sides were defeated the moment they clashed, causing the Grey Wolves Mercenaries to be annihilated.
That was why Buga and Makarov's eyes couldn't help but shrink back when they saw the corpse.
This young man …
"It's you!" Buga was the first to speak.
"Oh, it's you guys." Brando turned around to look at them and replied lazily. At the same time, he snickered inwardly. This was what they meant by karma. Lady Martha actually arranged for you to meet me here. You can only blame yourselves for being unlucky. What a joke. If he didn't pay back this time, how could he be called a veteran player? He might as well go home and plant sweet potatoes.
After saying this, he calmly looked at this group of people. Thus, when Buga opened his mouth, he was met with an awkward silence.
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