Chapter 927: My Dear Brother (Third Update! Please Vote for Me!)

"No...impossible! Why is your level so high!"

Sil still didn't want to believe what she saw. She spent three days and three nights improving the level of the game. She also found many Nolan players to help form a team and level up, and she barely reached level three. This level is level ten.

For example, his father is busy with official duties, and he is not very good at playing magic network games, so his level is only sixteen.

This also caused him to be kind to his subordinates when he was usually busy, so as to prevent the subordinate with a high level of world rift from directly contacting the king's 'Complaint SMS Hotline' to report him.

But while he was being nice, he was also troubled to find a way to quickly improve the level of his magic network.

Although the latest law is very absurd, nobles...especially nobles who are members of the sea family and not humans must abide by it.

"You can get so high just by playing." The short-touch wand added this sentence for Hemina at this time.

From the perspective of Short Touch Wand, it is very strange that the level has not yet reached level 60. The players he usually communicates with on World Rift are basically at full level 60.

"Friend from the Country of Steel, do you mean that your level has reached such a high level?" someone suddenly asked.

Under the pressure of the other party, the short-touch wand had no choice but to show his magic network interface. The character displayed on the interface was also a priest.

The number sixty on the character level silenced those around who wanted to ridicule the short-touch wand.

"But...it's just a max-level character! Our Nikaton family also has max-level characters, Lison!"

Syl's sense of comparison and jealousy began to overflow at this moment. She was unwilling to lose to two outsiders, so she called out the name of the youngest brother among the younger generation of their family.

The short-touch wand looked at the other side of the long table. It was a boy wearing wooden-framed glasses. He seemed to be only fifteen years old. The robe he was wearing made the short-touch wand recognize him at a glance... He was A current student at Nolan Magic Academy.

He obediently opened his magic net and showed everyone his game character. He was a player from the tribe. The character he used was a warrior and had reached level 60.

"How about it! Miss Hemina!" Syl seemed not to let Hemina have a peaceful dinner.

Heimina's eyes glanced at the little boy with a full-level account, and he timidly glanced at Heimina's magic network interface.

"Sister Xier!" He quickly whispered to Xier beside him, "My role is not... her opponent at all."

"Not opponents...aren't you all with max-level accounts? And Miss Hemina is still playing as a priest!"

Syl didn't understand why two characters of the same level were not rivals. The most important thing was that Hemina played a priest with little combat ability, while her brother played a warrior.

"Equipment level." He whispered about a period that only players after the full level would care about. "I remember His Majesty the King's order, and also added that the equipment should be as good as possible, so if the level is the same Next, we are all comparing equipment levels."

"equipment?"

Xier is also a novice who has only been in the industry for three days, and he still knows a little about this aspect.

"There is still a big gap in equipment, Miss Sear... Most of your brother's equipment is of rare quality, which means the weapons and clothes are epic."

Short Touch Wand almost laughed out loud at this time. After all, after playing World Rift for so long, this game account is another one of the few things Short Touch Wand can show off.

Now that he could finally show off freely, he felt a sense of superiority that reached the sky for a while.

In order to further make her aware of the gap between the two sides, the short-touch wand directly logged into the game and opened her equipment bar.

As a result, Syl's brother named Lison choked up and stared straight at the pile of epic-level equipment in the short-touch wand equipment slot.

The Molten Lord's Healing Robe, item level 88, adds 28 endurance points, 20 intelligence points, 14 omnipotent attributes, and requires equipment level 60.

Two pieces increase intelligence by 20 points, four pieces of healing spells can give you a molten shield that absorbs 500 points of damage when bursting, and six pieces activate the set effect·Molten Lord's Mercy. Your healing spells can be given to the person being treated. The molten shield absorbs up to 500 points of damage, has a five-second cooldown, and causes damage based on your intelligence when the shield is broken.

Cracked Soul Forging·The Soul of Firelord Ragnaros. The Power Word·Shield effect you use on others will be attached with a burning aura, and the hatred caused by the damage will be attributed to the release target.

The enchantment effect Healing Touch increases spell power by ten points and mana regeneration by five points per second...

Sil was stunned for a moment while looking at the series of instructions on this piece of equipment, including the other members of the Nikaton family, who were already in a daze.

At this moment, Sil took another look at his brother's equipment. The quality was blue, and there were only one or two lines of descriptions about increasing attributes. The rest had a lot of suit effects, including Crack Forging and the like!

Syl quickly thought that the equipment she was wearing could be treated as rags here, and shame quickly surged into her heart.

"Anyway... Anyway, Leeson, if you spend a little time, you can get these strange equipment." Sil said this with his last bit of courage.

As a result, not long after she said her words, the brother beside her quickly shook his head.

"Sister! These equipments can only be obtained by dungeons of heroic-level Molten Core! The guild I joined can't even beat the ordinary level...and now...there are only twenty-four on the heroic-level stone tablet in Molten Core. The guild called."

"It's just a game!"

The last thing that Sil could bring to confront Hemina was shattered by her brother's own hands, leaving her with no face to stay here.

After saying this with abandon, she turned and left the restaurant.

"Did you go too far?" The short-touch wand watched Syl push the door and leave, and glanced at Hemina beside him.

He did the last thing he should do, which was to piss off a noble!

"Don't worry, do you have anything else to say?" Hemina seemed to have become the head of the family at this time, although she was still very quiet.

Those noble heirs who still wanted to chat with Hemina stopped asking for trouble and began to eat their dinner quietly.

The short-touch wand was the first to finish the dinner. After all, he never stopped holding the knife and fork in his hands throughout the whole process.

After eating, I found a reason to leave the restaurant temporarily. Outside the restaurant was the balcony facing the sea.

The scenery of the moonlight shining on the sea in the middle of the night is very enjoyable, but with a short touch of the wand, I can vaguely see a little bit of... gray mist filling the horizon in the distance.

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