Scene 201: Surviving a Catastrophe Will Lead to Good Fortune.

Chapter 201: Surviving a catastrophe will lead to good fortune.

"Okay, little guy," Veronica looked at Brando with her emerald green eyes. She got the answer she wanted from Brando, and her words no longer seemed so clear-cut: "Then I Let's go to the west and take a look first. Of course, if we find anything, I will inform you, the 'little lord', first." She said with a smile.

Brando twitched his lips. For some reason, Veronica seemed to be inexplicably tolerant of him and liked to tease him no matter what. However, regardless of her identity as a Cruz, the way this female war goddess dealt with others was enough to make him admire him. Besides, maintaining a personal relationship with a high-ranking countess in the empire did no harm to him, but From a national level, the two are destined to plot against each other.

"As long as there are enough common interests, that's enough for the time being." Brando needs a breathing space to develop and grow. The agreement he has reached with Veronica may help him do this. Therefore, in fact, both of them achieved the results they were most satisfied with, and the cooperation was quite enjoyable.

At this time, the empire's army commander had already left the square with the little princess in the flower-leaf collar. Before leaving, Brando saw her stop beside Mephistopheles and didn't know what she said. The famous Gray Sword Saint actually looked back at him.

Andesa was naturally escorted away, so they were the only ones left in the square for a while. Funya has been holding his hand quietly since before. In fact, she has always been very calm. Brando squatted down to help her wipe off the dusty and dirty face, and looked at this uprightly. The little girl with long vine-like hair hanging down to her ankles was suddenly worried that she would become like Akane when she grew up.

Although Muguchi is cute, Akane's mental state has always worried Brando. He looked back at the red-haired girl, and the strange look in his eyes even made Akane feel a little strange. She lowered her head silently and frowned. He frowned and wondered if his face was dirty. Otherwise, why would the Lord keep staring at him?

Could it be that he also wanted to help her wipe her face? She suddenly remembered the way Brando squatted next to Funya and carefully cleaned the little girl's face. She couldn't help but feel a little restless, not sure whether to accept or reject.

But Brando just looked at her for a while. There was Amman's body in the square, and that was what interested him. Amman is dead, and there is nothing left in him, so he has no hope of the spoils of this fallen priest - although Brando knows that a man as powerful as Amman must have restrained a lot of good things. Things, at least the equipment that repeatedly allows him to instantly cast high-level defensive magic is extremely valuable in the game. However, the power of chaos of the black hole of annihilation has the properties of the law of annihilation. Even equipment of the level of Blue of the Sky cannot withstand it. Not to mention other things - it's just that regret is meaningless, and the previous situation was beyond his control.

Fortunately, it was not all without gain. Brando at least confirmed that one thing would remain.

That's the fragment of the Book of Mavicart.

The fragments of fake artifacts are at least high-end materials in the game.

The place where the black hole of annihilation had previously been destroyed now left a bottomless pit. Smoke lingered at the bottom of the pit, and the surroundings were silent. After the boss battle, there was no routine scene where players grabbed equipment. Brando was really not used to it. He slid to the bottom of the pit with three stops, and soon his eyes twitched. Amidst the black smoke at the bottom of the pit, a black light was suspended in mid-air. Although Brando had never seen the fragments of Mavicart's Book, he still recognized it at a glance.

The artifact is far stronger than ordinary equipment. Even if it is damaged, the thread of law attached to it will remain. The black light is the remnant of pure law, chaos, entropy, free power, in fact, the fragments left by all high-level equipment. They're all the same.

As soon as he got close, a powerful aura hit his face. Brando didn't know how to deal with this thing yet. In the game, he rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with such high-level items alone. Although this thing is said to be a material, the law of freedom It's quite difficult stuff to deal with. Because it doesn't have an entity, it can't be put in a backpack, unless there is something like a dimensional bag, but Brando hasn't seen anything with dimensional attributes since time travel.

He thought for a moment, stretched out his silver right hand wrapped in the Grip of Bahamut, and grabbed the black light. The Grip of Bahamut is known as the Dragon King's blessing, and it is also the product of inheriting the superior laws. As soon as he grasped the thing, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, "Hey, this thing..." Brando was suddenly stunned. , a burst of ecstasy passed through his heart, and he discovered that Mavicart's Book was purely a remnant of the rules of order and opposition. After being refined, this thing was the same thing as the magic power that generates monsters.

A simple explanation is that he discovered that he could directly transform this thing into experience that he could use! Brando almost shouted, "I'm going to choke you," because compared with the level of the rules of opposition in Mavicart's book, the monsters under the gold are simply scum. This thing is simply treated as a boss, and it's still A boss that is close to the power of a demigod.

The experience value of a boss that exceeds level 160!

And this is not an era when monsters are everywhere one hundred and twenty years after the Great Demonic Tide, and the world's leader-level bosses are all running after level 200. This is still in the Year of the Sword when the Black Rose War just broke out. , in this era, even Akane, who has cultivated the elements of a demigod, can be considered a minor boss, and an old witch like Andersa, who is only one step away from reaching level 10, can be considered a world leader. "Martha, are you dreaming?" Brando suddenly felt like he had been hit by a huge pie. He just randomly extracted a sliver of it, and gained 20,000 to 30,000 experience points, and the black light seemed to be unwilling to even reduce its size. Brando made a rough estimate, and this thing had at least several thousand experience points. Thousands of experiences.

He couldn't help but screamed a few times in his heart. It seemed that he had never had such good luck since time travel. Is this the legendary saying that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later? Of course, it is not that easy to extract the experience of this thing, because the laws of an artifact are very tight, and extracting power from it is equivalent to stripping the laws from it. Brando felt resistance from the beginning of the extraction. Although the lack of this resistance had no impact on him, it still took some time to absorb all these experiences.

He thought for a while and decided to find a way to put this thing away first. This is a rare treasure. Brando felt that even if he fell asleep holding this thing, he would wake up laughing. A whole head of mid-demon tide world-class The leader's experience is only available to him. This is something that is simply unimaginable. But if you want to put this thing away, the problem returns to its original point——

Where is he going to get a dimensional bag?

Dimensional bags are not rare in Warnd, but they are not cheap either. Most people cannot afford them, but beings of the level of Veronica and Mephistopheles definitely have them. Brando thought for a moment and decided to let the Gray Sword Saint shed some blood. Who asked him to help him restore his country? This can be regarded as withdrawing payment in advance.

He did it as soon as he thought of it, and immediately climbed out of the pit and was about to go to Mephistopheles to 'borrow' a dimensional bag. But at this moment, a familiar voice rang in his heart: "Hey, this is a fragment of an artifact. ?How did you get it, little brother."

This is the voice of that royal sister of Ortales.

In fact, since he met the remaining will of the Dark Dragon Odin, Brando felt that Ortales seemed to have been falling into a deep sleep. He almost thought that the Dark Dragon had done something secretly - after all, Otales Lais is a subordinate of the Four Sages, and the two sides are mortal enemies. But she didn't expect that at this time, she would wake up again.

"Otales, where were you before?" Brando asked immediately. He wanted to confirm whether Otales felt Odin's presence.

"Call me sister, little idiot. Of course I saw that guy, and he should have felt my presence." Ortales snorted and replied softly in his heart.

Brando couldn't help grinning.

"Then I...?"

"You accepted his inheritance, right? I know this too." There was no hint of anger in Otales's voice. Although the sylphs were always indifferent, Otales's emotions were still very visible. Brando couldn't tell that she was angry, so he knew that the eldest sister might really not mind. But he was a little strange. Logically speaking, the Four Sages and the Dragon of Darkness were absolute mortal enemies. When Otales handed him her Wind Queen Ring, it was tantamount to choosing him as her inheritance. Why? Maybe he doesn’t mind at all about him accepting the Dark Dragon inheritance?

But the latter seemed to have guessed Brando's doubts and replied: "There is no right or wrong in power itself. What matters is the person who controls it. You don't think that I don't even have this kind of mind, sister? I'm very optimistic about it." You, otherwise I wouldn’t have handed the ring to you. Besides, I also want to know what that guy’s inheritance is—”

"Sounds like you admire that guy?"

"Well," Otales did not shy away, she said with a tone of reminiscence: "After all, he is our strongest opponent. Generally speaking, people who have reached his level of strength must have personality charm. It's just that we are not in the same camp after all, and the ideas we represent are also different. The so-called good and evil are not mutually exclusive. But now that we are all dead, the past grudges have long since disappeared, and now only respect for the opponent is left - "

Hearing Otales's answer, Brando couldn't help but remain silent. If a person fights not because of personal hatred, but because of faith, maybe he is really worthy of respect. But history is history, and it is not something that a bystander like him can take lightly. Because he is not in that era, he may not be able to understand those ideas that only belong to the era.

"Then what happened to you before? He didn't do anything to you, right?" Brando asked again. Otales didn't mind what the Dark Dragon did, but now he is worried about the wind elf eldest sister. The situation has arisen. After all, the person opposite is a notoriously evil person in history.

The female elf knight shook her head in his mind: "No, it's just that he passed some information about inheritance to me, and I didn't react for a while."

"Inherited information?" Brando thought, what inherited information does the Dark Dragon have to communicate with his mortal enemy? Although it is said to be respect for the opponent, a mortal enemy is a mortal enemy after all. Could it be that the consciousness of these two groups of people has really reached the legendary height of communism?

This is so strange no matter how you think about it.

But Otales seemed not to want to discuss this issue in depth. She avoided the question and changed the topic: "By the way, dear little brother, that guy seems to have awakened some ancient blood in your body. I I feel like you can learn some of my sword skills now."

"What?"

Brando felt another big piece of pie falling from the sky and knocked him unconscious.