MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 22

The orc wolf group that asked for bitterness left two large piles of garbage that pollute the environment, and the witty juvenile master Palin recovered several valuable things from the two piles of garbage.

Two pieces of the broken warlock robes need to be repaired. If it is repaired, it should be able to improve the wearer's affinity for the flame power. It can be seen that the two orc warlocks are probably fire specializations.

Broken extended range wands, the repair value is not big, but the two magic spar as the core is quite good, but it is quite valuable - in fact, the main value of the extended wand is on the core of the magic spar. The wand itself is just an ordinary woodcarving, and it is not too troublesome to make.

A complete space bag with a lot of money, from the second orc warrior. This guy is afraid of being the boss of three orc warlocks and the small leader in this bandit gang. In addition to more than a hundred gold coins, his private money has several valuable gems. According to the valuation, it may add up to two thousand gold coins. As for the space bag, although it is not a high-grade goods that can reduce the weight, it can also be worth five or six hundred gold coins.

As for other things, it is just some piecemeal that is worthless. Palin sorted out the cast materials that the two warlocks carried with them as much as possible, but they could only make up no more than two gold coins.

"Don't toss again, the sky is dark!" Seeing Palin holding the torch, looking for something of value in the pile of disgusting dirty meat, Gerrard couldn't see it, shouted, "No. If you take a break early, there will be no spirit tomorrow!"

Palin was very convinced, and with a cry, he came back unhappy.

"It is said that since they are specializing in fire, at least they should carry the talisman made of red crystal - but I can't find it." He said with pride, "My magic knowledge is still lacking, otherwise I can definitely recognize it." !"

"Forget it, how old you are, can find out so many things, it is already very powerful!" Gerard smiled and comforted him, handing over a magic spar and the two warlocks. "These are for you, you can wear the robes and modify them. The magic spar can also be used as a wand for your own use, without wasting."

"...this is your spoils, I can't take it!" Palin stunned and subconsciously refused.

Gerard shrugged and said with a smile: "That would be my investment in the great warfare of the future. When you become stronger, you can naturally return me."

Palin hesitated for a while, and it took the gift.

In fact, he also understands that with the strong strength of "White Big Brother", even if he can grow into a senior mage in the future, I am afraid that he will not help him. Perhaps only by breaking through the limits of mortals and stepping into the legendary realm of immortality, can you really help him.

"White, my brother, I don't know if I have a question..." Old Soth came over and looked hesitant.

"If you have a question, ask, I can answer the answer."

Got Gerard’s affirmative reply, Old Sos still hesitated, looked around, lowered his voice, and asked: “Are you already entering the ‘legendary realm’?”

Gerrard snorted and subconsciously wanted to shake his head. But he was not sure whether the answer was correct or not, and he could not help but fall into contemplation.

What is a legend?

According to Gerrard's impression, the so-called legend is to break through the limits of mortals, no longer be bound by life and death, to get near-permanent life and unimaginable power, enough to determine the future of a country by its own power, or even stand On the chessboard of the whole world, the super powers that have an impact on the rise and fall of the world's various races.

So, are you such a strong person?

No longer aging, don't worry about life, this is probably no problem. In fact, he has already died. Today's body is only the creation of Oscar's majesty. Even if the body is aging or damaged, His Majesty will certainly be able to repair or even rebuild. In this sense, you have indeed surpassed aging and death.

Powerful, I have it. I didn't notice it at first, but as the experience of the battle increased, I gradually realized the strength of this body. Run faster than the running horse, the strength is bigger than the bear tiger, the flesh and blood is as strong as the armor, and even hard to connect powerful spells and only suffer from insignificant skin trauma... If this is not strong, then how can it be? Is it powerful?

So, I am already a legendary strongman?

He spread his hands and looked at the thick and thick palms, raising an unreal ridiculous feeling in his heart.

A few days ago, he was still a wanted fugitive. The desolate village outside the civilized world was bleak and was crowded out by the actual power of the village. His life was boring and embarrassing.

A few days later, he had changed his face and gained a powerful force that he could not even think of before. He even became a first believer under a great god. It is foreseeable that the future is far-reaching and it is simply rich and unspeakable.

All of this, in the final analysis, comes from the gift of Oscar.

The giant who figured everything went long and smiled. The smile is very calm and calm, calm and warm.

"I don't know if I'm a so-called 'legend'." He replied in a low voice. "However, I believe that I have found the right path. As long as I keep going, the legendary realm is not out of reach."

Old Soth and Palin both saw his change. At this moment, his breath is deep and steady, just like a mountain, it is not easy. This momentum is something he has never shown before, and it is convincing.

Maybe he is not a "legend", but there is no doubt that at this moment he has really stepped into the world of the strong, and has grown up in the soul.

With his amazing talent and talent, after taking this step, becoming a legendary powerhouse is only a matter of time.

When I was sleeping at night, the well-informed old Soss recalled the calm and calm look of the giant and could not help but laugh.

He witnessed a crucial step in the birth of a legendary strongman. This is a glory worthy of boasting to the descendants of the children and recording the family events. Being able to make friends with such a good legendary strongman will definitely be good for your family!

But with a smile and a smile, he sighed softly.

I really envy! If you can become a legendary powerhouse, how good is it...

The young Palin didn't think so much. He just smiled and silently encouraged himself to work harder. He became an excellent mage as soon as possible, and finally stepped into the height that Big White stood at.

The ideal fire in the hearts of young people has been ignited, and will burn in the years to come, turning it into the driving force for his continuous advancement. No matter whether he can reach such a height in the future, when he looks back at this life at the end of his life, he will smile with joy and determination for this moment.

When Old Soth and Palin smiled, the "blood hand" Ruhr was like a beast trapped in a cage, walking around with anxiety.

He is not a fool who has no knowledge. Of course, he sees Gerrard's power. Offended such a strong man, he is deeply worried. But thinking of the legendary treasure of the strong man, his heart is full of greed.

Great crises and huge benefits are in front of us. Where should we go?

"Old Burke, what do you say?" He asked the bandit's second-in-command, as his shaman.

The old thieves were the oldest, and the oldest shaman with the most experience in the rivers and lakes shook his head. As always, he was silent and did not give him any valuable advice.

This did not happen to Ruhr's expectations. He turned around in the temporary camp, and wanted to retreat for a while, and then he wanted to take risks regardless of everything.

"Those **** pickpockets! I know they gave me the news, absolutely no good heart!"

He complained, resentful, and was distressed by the dilemma of his own dilemma.

Destroyed the two warlocks, including the leader of his caster, was a huge loss for the bandit gang. If this is the case, it is really unwilling. Moreover, the morale of the entire gang is also a heavy blow, which will seriously damage his prestige.

However, I want to try again and seize the treasure of the giant... When I think that the giant is as powerful as the **** of war, he can't help but tremble in his heart, and it is difficult to raise his determination to fight.

"If I really ordered to fight the big man, the little ones might have escaped directly."

He sighed deeply, found a stump to sit down, his fingers rubbing his forehead, thinking hard.

It is very inappropriate to give up. It is impossible to fight hard. What can be done to get the benefits?

He was thinking all night.

All along, the "blood hand" Ruhr is proud of his temperament and temperament. He has always been unable to see the characters who rely on intelligence and wisdom to sway the rivers and lakes. At this moment, he can't help but hate that he is not smart enough to think of the best of both worlds.

He always thought about it, and when the sun rose, he found that he could not fall asleep overnight.

Because the thief who used his brain and was dizzy and swayed and stood up, he planned to go to the nearby stream to wash his face and refresh his face. At this time, the scouts responsible for monitoring the movement of the business group returned.

"Boss, the group of people set off again, it seems that they are heading for the gold rush town."

"Well, we keep up, don't get close. Wait for the opportunity." Ruhr ordered.

This order made the subordinates look less nervous and dissipated the heavy atmosphere in the camp.

But when the team of the bandits passed away from the village where the business group was stationed yesterday, Ruhr suddenly flashed a flash of light and thought of a solution.

The feasibility of this method is not very high, but there is no loss in trying. If you can succeed, you may make a big profit!

He called a man and quietly sang some words. The green face of his hand suddenly became white, and his head shook like it was about to fall.

"Give a letter, what are you afraid of!"

However, his men still kept shaking their heads, fearing that they would kill them.

However, after some threats and lure, this man still accepted the command with a bitter face, riding a wolf, posing a heroic expression, chasing the business group.

"Okay, let's stop." Ruhr said to the men, "No need to chase. If it goes well, the big man will come back by himself."

The subordinates suddenly panicked, fearing and restlessly writing on their faces, leting Ruhr see the nameless fire, can't wait for one knife, and slaughtered this group of courageous fools!

After a while, the man who sent the letter came back, not far behind the mount, is a giant who is not eager to walk slowly, full of invisible pressure.

"Big guy!" Ruhr yelled. "I want to talk to you about the pen business!"