Diablo Destruction

...where to go next?

I don't think we should stay here any longer, otherwise the honey in all the stores will suffer.

By the way, let's go to the trading market and take a look. Maybe Beansa will also be interested. .

Thinking of this, without saying a word, I pulled my junior sister towards the trading market.

This place is as lively as ever. It is one of the favorite places for adventurers besides bars. Ever since the birth of human wisdom, hunting for treasures in the free market has become one of the instincts. No adventurer will hate this place. Maybe at any stall, there is a piece of equipment that is destined for you, waiting for you.

so……

"Uh..." I crossed my arms and groaned indecisively, my eyebrows squeezed together.

"How about it, my newbie brother, it's hard to choose, isn't it? I have a lot of stuff here, pick slowly, you're welcome, hahahahaha!!!"

Thanks to Raphael's welcoming banquet and Tulakov's propaganda, I became familiar with most of the adventurers in the camp, and as some malicious guys wished, I got Received the title of "Newcomer's Brother".

The stall owner and seller standing opposite me was an adventurer uncle whose name I couldn’t tell, but who had a bold and amiable personality. He was patiently laying out the equipment he wanted to sell so that I could see enough.

"For me, they are indeed good things..." I became even more confused.

I was still thinking about it before I came here, and I got promoted to level 3 in the last experience. The range of equipment that can be worn has increased a lot. Maybe I can find more equipment that suits me here. Now it seems that I am still too naive.

There is not much difference between level 53 and level 56 here. In the camps of the third world, adventurers below level 70 or below are probably not found, let alone level 60. Therefore, most of the equipment bought and sold is above level 70.

Occasionally those at level 60 or above are because their attributes are very good and can satisfy some adventurers with special needs. Just stay. As for the equipment below level 60, no matter how high-quality it is, it is due to the issue of equipment level and quality. No one would want it, it would have been thrown to the blacksmith shop to be broken down long ago.

So, I was tragic.

"Uncle, isn't there someone with a lower level?" I asked tentatively.

"Well... what a coincidence. I just got rid of a batch of low-level equipment some time ago, and it's gone for the time being." The kind-hearted adventurer uncle touched his chin. Suddenly he clapped his hands.

"By the way, go and have a look over there. Yes, it's the stall in the corner. I know the owner. He's a collector. He might have some good stuff."

"I'll go take a look right now, thank you, uncle."

After waving, I pulled Beansa towards the corner the other party mentioned, where I found a skinny assassin uncle who probably had the collecting habit that the adventurer uncle just mentioned.

This guy was very lazy. He threw the equipment on the stall, but he lay lazily on the chair. He seemed to be fast asleep. It wasn't until I stopped in front of his position that he squinted his eyes unhappily.

"Newbies get a 20% discount." Probably because he recognized me, he spat out these words feebly and closed his eyes again... Although he is a lazy assassin, he is a good person.

I spent more than ten minutes looking at the equipment for sale on the ground one by one. Unfortunately, I still didn’t find what I wanted. The demand level of these equipment is all above level 70. Something is wrong. Didn’t that uncle just say this? Are there any lower-level equipment for sale? Probably because it wasn't put on display.

"Uncle, uncle assassin, do you have any lower-level equipment?" I tried to ask aloud.

"What kind of equipment and what level?" Although he looked very lazy, the assassin responded quickly.

"Probably over fifty levels, let me take a look at the type..."

I carefully counted the equipment on me.

The first is the weapon. With the pseudo-artifact in hand, I have it in the world. It will be difficult to find someone who can replace it in the entire third world, so I can rule it out.

As for the helmet, I'm very disappointed. It doesn't have a fixed main equipment. I still wear the rune helmet that gives +1 to all skills occasionally. I've always wanted to get a dark gold Crown of Brutality battle hat (extended level) to replace it, but it's too rough. The crown was not obtained, but a more advanced dark gold crown of harmonic horn (elite grade) was discovered from a certain Hell Knight. As a result, it was not equipped, which was a tragedy, and it was finally traded to Seattle.

The armor, I just got the Victor's Silk, is the best armor I can wear at this stage, and there is no need to replace it.

Gloves, gold-level Beast Knuckle Shark Skin Gloves, have good attributes, but I don’t mind updating them if there are better ones.

The boots are a friendly contribution from Brother Lu Bu (Webb the Burner, the mini-boss of Spider Lair). They are also gold-level dark gold gyro sharkskin boots. Their attributes are considered to be the best in gold level. Unless there are dark gold or green level boots. Otherwise it would be difficult to replace it.

One of the rings is the Stone of Jordan, which I exchanged for the dark gold giant crown (dropped by Hambora) and Seattle. The other one is a dark gold dwarf star ring that I wear from time to time (dropped by the Ancient Witch Doctor Seal). Falling), adding 50 points of strength attribute can provide a lot of attack power. The only problem is that the hit rate is seriously reduced. If there was another Stone of Jordan, or a wedding ring from Bulquesso, I wouldn't mind buying it.

The necklace, the dark gold Eye of Erich, is probably the best necklace I can equip at this level.

In terms of shields, looking at the enemy, there is no fixed main equipment, so you can consider it.

The belt is a dark gold-level golden baggage-heavy buckle. Although its attributes are not very good, as far as I know, there seems to be no outstanding items among low-level belts, so there is no need to think too much about it.

The above is the main equipment I wear.

"Shield, hat, ring. Gloves, boots." I read simply and clearly.

"..." The assassin uncle said nothing. He rummaged through the inventory, and after a while, he took out several shields, hats, boots, and gloves. There were no rings. After all, they were rare and explosive accessories.

I have looked at them one by one, and they are indeed top-notch equipment of over fifty levels, including a dark gold shield [Cage Goethe Shield].

pity. Compared with what I have now, even if it's a little better, it's not much better. There's really no value in updating it. As for the shield. The Dark Gold Goethe Shield was really good...but, my eyes fell on the other shield and I couldn't move away immediately.

This is a knight's small shield without any attribute color. It is also commonly known as whiteboard equipment.

However, it is grooved.

Arknan Buckler (grey)

Defense: 130

Durability: 30-30

Strength points required: 100

Required level: 49

(Only for Paladins)

+1 Strength (Paladin only)

+1 revenge

All resistances +29

Grooved (2)

A good paladin shield, it can be regarded as a small masterpiece. As a professional-specific equipment, the explosion rate is very low, coupled with such attributes. This paladin shield is a rare commodity.

I held the paladin shield and stroked it with my hands.

"Remember that you are... a Druid?" The assassin looked at me doubtfully.

really. This assassin uncle remembers me, and his memory is not very good. At the welcome banquet, Raphael only casually mentioned my profession a few times. Now more than a month has passed, but he still has an impression.

"It's for teammates, for teammates." I couldn't explain it, so I could only respond vaguely.

"Forget it, just take it if you want." The assassin thought for a moment and nodded.

Even if this paladin shield were placed here in the third world, there would still be many paladins vying for it. However, as the adventurer uncle said, he has a bit of a collecting habit, so he has never sold it. This time he accidentally When I took it out, the other party took notice of it at a glance.

Forget it, who makes the other party a newcomer? If it were any other adventurer, he wouldn't sell it.

The assassin uncle, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, sighed regretfully and handed over the Holy Knight's small shield with some reluctance.

"Thank you so much." I saw the reluctance in the other person's eyes and knew the value of this paladin shield, so I hurriedly said gratefully.

"Sorry, I forgot to ask, how...are you going to sell this?"

I was excited for a while holding the shield, and then I remembered that I might not be able to afford it. Such shields are almost always bartered, and apart from a few pieces of equipment, I honestly think , it really doesn’t catch the eye of adventurers from the third world.

"Thirty complete gems, or five flawless gems." The assassin lazily sat back on his chair and narrowed his eyes.

"Eh...Eh? Is this all right?" I asked in surprise.

"That's it." As he said that, he had completely closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

What a kind person!

I was so moved that my eyes welled up with tears. I must be understanding that I am a newbie and don’t have anything good, so I gave such a transaction price.

Leaving behind five flawless gemstones, I bowed as a junior before pulling Beansa away.

"Hey, newcomer brother, did you get good equipment from that guy?" It was the old adventurer uncle just now. He waved to him with a grin and asked.

"Thanks for the advice, uncle. The kind-hearted assassin uncle sold me a shield." I took out the paladin shield I just bought and handed it to him.

"Hey, isn't this one of that guy's treasures? Many paladins said they wanted to buy it from him, but he didn't agree. Unexpectedly, he was willing to sell it to a newcomer... Tsk, but with his character, it's no wonder."

The adventurer uncle seemed to be a bit eager to gossip. He pretended to look around and said, "I want to tell you a secret." Then he lowered his voice and said.

"Although that guy and I are not teammates, we were from the same village a long time ago, before we became adventurers. You know, playmates. Let me tell you, do you know that guy? When I was a kid, there was Once the rabbit he raised died, and everyone said he should just eat it, but he hid with the body and wiped his tears for an afternoon, then secretly buried it and built a grave. It was just such a home... eh. "

The words are not finished yet. A flash of sharp light hit him straight, almost grazing the adventurer's nose. Nailed to the tree opposite.

It's a flying knife with flashing cold light.

"That guy has really pointy ears." The adventurer uncle sneered a few times and returned the shield to me.

"This knife-throwing skill is even more powerful." I exclaimed.

From here to the assassin uncle's stall, it's about a hundred meters away, with a bustling crowd in between. Anyway, I can't see his position at all from here, but he can pass a throwing knife through almost no space. There is a gap in the dense crowd, and it is thrown here accurately. This skill is really impressive.

"That's all he can show off." The adventurer uncle said with disdain unwillingly. For a senior gossip lover, there is nothing more depressing than being interrupted in the middle of a sentence, even if this interruption of people are victims of gossip.

"Ahem. Forget it. Don't argue so much with this guy."

Yeah? I think it's the assassin uncle who doesn't care so much about you, I thought to myself with a smile in my heart.

"Newcomer, although you definitely know. But I still have to confirm before I feel at ease. Do you know how to use this shield?"

"Well, well... I'm thinking about which kind of rune language is better." I hesitantly touched the buckler in my hand.

"There are not many talisman words in the shield. Our alliance only knows eight of them, the contract of the ancients, the rhyme. Exile, the temple. The flying dragon, the dream, the phoenix, and the last spirit."

The adventurer uncle said in one breath. He is indeed a senior adventurer. He has memorized all this knowledge. Unlike me, I have to look up the Book of Kane.

"Which one does uncle think is better?" I think it is necessary to humbly ask for advice from my senior.

"Based on the current number of grooves on this shield, it can only be used to make a rhyme. But you must also know that as long as you take this shield to the barbarian blacksmith and pay a high price, they can help you add an extra hole. In this way, there are three holes, and there are many options to choose from, except [Spirit],"

I kept nodding my head, this was what I thought, but I didn't know who to go to to punch holes in the shield. It wasn't difficult. Ask Raphael, she would definitely know.

"Next, we have to see where your Paladin teammate wants to develop. In fact, except for the low-level Ancient Contract and Rhyme, the others are pretty good. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to No matter which one you choose, you will have good results." As he spoke, the adventurer uncle leaned on the table and wrote, and finally handed the paper to me.

"These are all the synthesis formulas. Just treat me as nosy and take them. Make sure you don't get them in the wrong order." After saying that, he patted me on the shoulder and gave me an encouraging look of "keep up the good work, young man."

"No, it's not too late to thank you. Thank you, uncle." I put the paper away. Although the Book of Kane contained all the words of the talisman, my heart felt very heavy.

"You're welcome, we will be a family from now on." The uncle smiled boldly, patted his shoulders with a little more force, and then his eyes fell on Beansha, who was being held by me.

"This... could be the new lover of the newcomer. Not bad, not bad. If Raphael sees it, she will probably explode again. I really want to see her expression at that time."

Without permission, he judged the relationship between me and Beansa, and then started imagining it, which made me break out in a cold sweat.

Oops, I forgot that this uncle is a gossip lover. I'm afraid the rumors about me and Beansa will spread soon.

Thinking of this, without waiting for the other party to come back to his senses and continue to imagine the two of us, I quickly pulled Beansa out of the trading market.

It wasn't until the noisy open-air market in the square completely disappeared from sight that I slowed down, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and turned back to look at Beansa curiously.

"Biansha, you don't seem to be very interested in these."

In the trading market, I didn't bother looking for equipment, and I didn't care about Beansa. I kept observing her reactions from time to time, and found that Beansa showed a strong interest in snacks, spices, and honey, but had no interest in the dazzling array of equipment. .

It's not disdain, nor ignorance, that kind of look is like seeing a pile of worthless dirt.

So in the market, she barely spoke and kept following behind, silently observing the adventurers coming and going. It seemed that these aunts and uncles were more attractive to her than the gorgeous equipment on the stalls.

I don't understand.

Seeing that Beansa can jump down from a place as high as the hotel roof, and can lift me up and swing me easily, she must be no ordinary person, such as a mercenary, an adventurer, or even a mysterious hermit race. Maybe, the aura emanating from her body feels slightly different from ours.

It's like there is a severe secondary symptom patient mixed in among tens of millions of normal people. As long as you carefully observe your words, deeds, and demeanor, you can still see the difference.

However, no matter what occupation or race, the need for equipment remains unchanged. Only the Hell clan does not need equipment. God is relatively fair. Demons who are naturally powerful cannot exert the power of equipment.

Could it be that? ! ! !

A possibility suddenly occurred to me, and several bolts of lightning flashed through my mind. I turned my head stiffly and looked at Beansa in disbelief.

Could it be...could it be that this guy...her true identity is actually...

Is she the second generation princess from some mysterious and powerful hidden race, so she has no shortage of equipment? ! ! !

Damn it, he’s a damn rich guy again.

I couldn't help but shed two hot tears. Could it be that I was really just a supporting role... This chapter came much later and involved some equipment. Not only did I have to review the previous chapters, but I also had to look for information. It took several hours ( In fact, I am mainly still hesitating whether to make a spiritual shield that defies heaven).

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