Act 74: Tricky Current

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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 people use it among warriors, mercenaries, monks and monk soldiers, compared with the latter two, it is less popular among warriors and mercenaries. is 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 elemental power. Eliminating this group of people is just a matter of moving his fingers.

Even though Buga, the future great swordsman, still has the elements of enlightenment at the moment, there is a natural energy gap between humans and divine blood creatures by several levels, unless the body is perfected in the later period and the golden bloodline is obtained. Otherwise, humans, as an inferior race, are inherently at a disadvantage.

But 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 didn't know how powerful the Mountain and River Power Gauntlet was. In fact, he had only seen it briefly on a video. But one thing he knows very well is that in terms of damage amplification alone, a level 45 fantasy weapon is enough to exceed the Thorn of Light by seventeen or eight times, or even more.

That alone is enough to drive any player crazy.

In the past, Brando had not seen players who got mythical weapons or fantasy weapons that were not suitable for their profession cut off their accounts and practice again. After all, you can choose your own profession, but not everyone can get weapons above the fantasy level. This is completely a matter of appearance.

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 very profitable thing. Like the Lion Heart Sword, Eruin has been searched for for nearly seven centuries by dozens of kings, but there is no news at all?

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, and they are too illusory. If he can get the power of mountains and rivers first, 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 has not yet encountered the Tree Shepherds, and their agent 'Solitaire' mercenary group has disappeared. In fact, even Buga and Macaro can kill the God Envoy, which is nothing. It was just 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 at this time, Madara, lizard people, divine envoys and tree shepherds are all worthless to him. The opponent mentioned.

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 his strength at level 130 is no longer at the moment, his vision and experience remain at that level. superior.

God's envoy is 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.

After a while, a divine envoy named 'Eikemen' will bring it over.

He didn't intend to leave a mental illness comment 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 these words 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 will never be distracted by insignificant things - Brando seems to be doing something deliberately all the time, although on the surface it seems that everything he does is None of the events were related, but in fact it turned out to be pre-arranged.

Antitina doubted why a person could do this. Plans were 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 you 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 those palace star visions belonging to the royal family in the royal court only predict the direction of some major events through the lines and cards manipulated by the twins of fate. No one can predict the future in every detail. In her opinion, the only ones who can do this are gods. But even gods have passed away since this era. 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 could not tell outsiders, it was a helpless move. Masha, can he tell these things to outsiders? Even if he did, no one would believe him. He would only have the reputation of 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 chaotic, then this business lady must be ranked first.

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 later." He turned around and immediately saw the business lady nodding her head along his side, but the expression on her face clearly said 'I don't care at all'. Brando's eyes immediately narrowed. He knew the character 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 follow me as soon as you fall asleep. You look like a little pig, I’m afraid no one would be able to wake you up unless Lady Martha came personally.”

"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.

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Hands covered with the smell of spices——

From the pungent aroma, Eco could distinguish the smell of fennel and cinnamon shipped from the Silver Sands Coast. He had practiced the relevant olfactory abilities in toxicology and distinguished that the spices were nothing more than cinnamon. Just one of them. However, the strong 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 even more that his heartbeat had stopped. Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, his heart was still beating loudly in his chest.

He closed his mouth tightly, trying not to make any sound. Even though he was desperately trying to breathe heavily at this moment, his chest was so painful, and his brain was invaded by waves of dizziness, he could only hold back and let the sweat on his forehead flow down. 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 could not see the speaker, but he could tell who was speaking by the familiar voice. It was Cabo, 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, fearing that he would miss 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 men in the town just to monitor him. It's better to say it's monitoring than taking care of it. Cabo was the person who cared for him the most in the mercenary group besides Buga and his adoptive father, and was also his first swordsmanship teacher. He also knew that the man known as Macaro the Maned Wolf had always known that he had been hiding in the town, even if he sneaked back to the hotel, they should also know this.

It’s just a tacit understanding.

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 was different. Those guys, those guys are definitely not from the "Solitaire" mercenary group. What is the "Solitaire" mercenary group? Is he, Eco, afraid of an old enemy who has been at odds with them all the year round, but who is fierce and evil at heart? Why would the adoptive father not think of this? He couldn't help but rub his forehead, but halfway through this action, he put down his hand again, feeling cold all over.

"We can't let those guys find out."

"But Cab and the others are still outside, and 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, loudly telling them to turn around and leave immediately. Even though he knew that nothing he could do would help, the young man's inner feelings towards Kabo, both his teacher and his friend, urged 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.

"Hand over Eco, we've all seen it!" This was another younger voice, even 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 trembling. Then he heard that familiar laughter, and the coldness was like needles of ice pricking his back.

"Hehehe, it turns out you are really with him -"

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