Diablo Destruction

...Soon, a large number of adventurers were attracted.

It's not as attractive as this dark gold longbow, although I really want it to be so in order to sell it for a good price.

Most of these guys came for my face.

According to what Tulakov said a few days ago, I am now a minor celebrity in the camp. At that time, I still scoffed and continued to stay in the tent bickering with the little ghost and enjoying Linya's gentle care.

Now it seemed that for once the big-mouthed barbarian was silent.

When I came here for the first time, Raphael held a welcome banquet for me, which made everyone get to know me.

In comparison, it is extremely difficult for me to remember the thousands of adventurers and tens of thousands of soldiers in the camp at once, but it is very easy for these adventurers and soldiers to remember me, a newcomer here.

Then, after a slightly dull two months, he came to fame in the first battle, when he transformed into a Hell Fighting Bear and approached the Skeleton Commander, and finally defeated this powerful enemy through complete rage.

It can be said that in their eyes, my strength is equivalent to that of a world power level expert. This is hard to accept that a newcomer who has just arrived at the camp can be so powerful.

But this is by no means hearsay, it is witnessed by thousands of pairs of eyes. It was definitely a genuine scene, and they couldn't help but believe it.

Then came the birth of the artifact necklace, and its reputation was sublimated. I don’t know which big talker spread the word (I highly doubt it’s the Tulakov guy, maybe there’s also the shadow of Raphael behind the scenes), saying that I am some kind of recommended hero of the alliance. From now on, I will be like Tarasha, punching the four demon kings and kicking the three demon gods.

With my record of defeating the most powerful person in the world at a young age (actually not many people know how old I am), and the persuasiveness of the artifact set, this statement was easily recognized by everyone.

Although it is very close to the truth, I want to severely condemn this boring behavior that disturbs my peaceful life.

After this, I received a permanent honorary title.

New guy.

That's right. In the adventurer area, after walking on the streets with people coming and going, I suddenly discovered that at some point, newcomer brother had become my fixed title, even though a group of newcomers came from the second world some time ago. Adventure party. It can’t take away this title from me again.

This is unscientific, bastard! Why is the savior a newcomer? How much do you want to take advantage of me!

Now I seriously doubt that even if I ask Sa Qili, Tulakov, and Shashik, the people with the best connections, they may not remember my original name.

How sad. My great name [Fan.Sister Love.Daughter Control.Alsace.Universal Galaxy.Wrath of the Stars.Destroyer.Song God.Wu] will be forgotten in the dust of history.

The above is explained.

Just when more and more people were gathering, and they were about to form a crowd around me, asking me to come to my rescue, a lazy and crisp sound of yawning sounded outside the crowd.

"What the hell, you guys, what are you doing? This is the trading market, go, go, don't block the way."

It was such a lazy, impatient voice, full of symptoms of the underworld's middle class, that I knew it was Mi Seya as soon as I heard it.

"So it's Mi Seya. Are you responsible for patrolling here today? You have to work hard and don't be lazy and fish for fun." The people here have long been familiar with the captain of the chuunibyou and know her personality. , laughed one after another.

"As the saying goes, you give every penny you have. When you learn how to make donations to me, I will consider working hard again."

Hey, are you here to patrol or collect protection fees?

Although she has a weird personality, through what happened at the orphanage, everyone knows that Mi Seya is actually a kind-hearted person, but she is not forgiving. In addition, a few people also know that she plays a very important role in the camp. character of.

Therefore, when they heard what she said, everyone laughed indifferently, greeted Mi Seya and the soldiers behind them, and dispersed one after another.

"Hey, morning, Mi Seya." Mi Seya greeted me.

She walked over silently and stretched out her little hand.

"What?" I asked knowingly with a confused expression.

"The world is wise, the world is wise." Mi Seya shook her fair little hand.

"Sorry, I didn't understand." I pretended to be stupid.

"You..." Mi Seya sighed, turning her head to look into the distance with a confused look, as if she had a story to tell.

"That happened several years ago, on a sunny afternoon..."

Sighing deeply again, her eyes were deep, nostalgic, serious, and distant, as if she wanted to bring people into another world, into her story.

"That day, I was passing by the market and suddenly heard a noise. As a soldier of the alliance, I walked up without hesitation and coughed lightly. In a just and majestic atmosphere, the crowd slowly made way for me. "

From the moment I had no hesitation, I started talking nonsense.

"I stepped forward and saw that it was an old man selling melons who had a dispute with a melon buyer. Under my strict judgment, the two quickly reached an understanding happily. In order to thank me, the old man buying melons He gave me a big sweet melon."

When she said this, Mi Seya's eyes fell on the only dark gold longbow on my stall.

"Wait a minute, this isn't a melon." I cautiously held the melon...oh, no, it was the dark gold long bow in my arms.

"Are people nowadays worse than an old man selling melons?" Mi Seya sighed regretfully.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm sorry you can't bring out any melon now. Just bring it a meat bun." After saying that, he stretched out his little hand in front of his eyes. It shook again.

"Sorry, the meat buns from last time have been eaten long ago, and no one here knows how to make them. By the way, didn't you say you would definitely make meat buns that are better than this? I'm looking forward to it." I squinted and looked. Xiang Mi Seya.

"Woo~~~" The captain with the second grade disease and greedy mouth clearly let out a mournful cry, as if he was penetrated by what I just said.

It must have failed. How can Vilas’s craftsmanship be so easy to surpass? I snickered in my heart.

"You actually let me, Mi Seya, feel defeated. You are very courageous, boy. Just wait and see. No one will live a comfortable life after messing with me."

Mi Seya paused for a moment, then uttered harsh words coldly, and the little hand she stretched out pointed at me fiercely. After a few seconds, she turned around and left with her subordinates who were laughing after seeing this scene.

From her, I felt the "so disgusting feeling" aura of a prodigal dog. She must have been panicking because if there was no one else around, she would have exploded with her secondary attributes and started a war with me.

"By the way, Mi Seya." I remembered something and said loudly to her back.

"It happened last time. Thank you."

"I just said, take a penny and contribute a little." The figure waved back coolly and gradually moved away.

When I was rushing towards the skeleton commander, a mysterious man in black suddenly appeared and helped me get rid of those several lord-level skeleton warriors. If I felt correctly, it was Mi Seya.

Although I don’t know how she has such mysterious and powerful skills, everyone has their own secrets. I just need to remember this kindness.

It seems that we have to ask Roubaozi for support from the headquarters again.

After much thought, I still couldn't think of the best way to thank Mi Seya, so I could only scratch my head and thought helplessly.

Speaking of Meat Bun, that idiot in Beansa didn't know if his life in Kurast was okay, if he found the Hairy Leg Immortal, or if he was abducted by strange people.

I suddenly felt worried and wanted to fly to Kurast Seaport to find Beansa immediately.

Not long after, my dark gold longbow was spotted by an adventure team and they bought it.

Naturally, equipment of this level can no longer be measured in terms of money, but mostly in barter. Of course, if the other party has a lot of diamonds, I don't mind replacing it with the little ghost's rations and snacks.

As a result, this adventure team took out a Druid-specific hat and exchanged it with me.

That's right, the long-lost Druid exclusive equipment.

After watching the adventure team leave, I looked at the golden gryphon helmet in my hand with satisfaction.

Shaped like the head of a giant eagle, the front end of the hat, covered with thick eagle feathers, is a huge and sharp gray-white aquiline beak, with two eagle eye gems inlaid on both sides. The sharp energy emanating from it is like a real hat. Like a goshawk flying in the sky.

From the back brim of the hat to the temples, there is a circle of hard purple feathers, which resembles the majestic eagle's neck.

Not bad, the more I look at it, the more satisfied I am.

I heard that druids will be able to master the ultimate druid skill of transforming into a goshawk in the future. I don’t know if it’s true. I haven’t seen it yet. I thought I could see it in the third world, but it’s a pity that those strong ones , all went to Harrogath, and my wish was dashed.

In addition to the eagle-beak hat, there are also wolf-head hats and deer-antler hats, but there is no bear-head hat, so I doubt that the craftsmanship of the Druid's exclusive hat was passed down from the elves, because the elves' Druids Yi does not have the bear-human transformation system, but has a deer spirit transformation system.

In addition to its extremely domineering appearance, the attributes of this golden-level eagle beak hat are also very good.

Sculpted Face Griffon Helm (gold)

Defense: 152

Durability: 30-30

Required level: 59

Strength points required: 90

Agility points required: 90

(for druids only)

+142% defense

+20 agility

+20 constitution

Fire Resistance… Accuracy

+1 druid skill

+3 Polymorph (druids only)

+2 Werewolf Shapeshifting (Druids only)

The series of practical attributes made my eyes light up when I saw it, and I shouted that I had earned it. The value of this Druid exclusive hat is definitely not inferior to the dark gold longbow. The explosion rate of the exclusive equipment is extremely low. And there seems to be a strange law. Whiteboard and blue-level exclusive equipment add more professional skills. On the contrary, when it comes to gold-level exclusive equipment, although it has more attributes, it has fewer professional skill bonuses. Not even one.

A griffon hat like this not only has a good gold-level attribute bonus, but also has a professional skill bonus that comes with a very high-quality exclusive equipment. It is very rare. If the opponent's team does not have a Druid profession, I think they will never exchange it with me.

After closing the stall, I walked around the trading market a few more times and used several rune stones. In addition to ten flawless gems, I got a No. 18 rune stone [Ke].

Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I looked at the hard-won rune stone in my hand with a painful look on my face.

I underestimated the value of rune stones. Just like me, having a small bug amulet increases the explosion rate to a heaven-defying level. It is not easy to get a rune stone, let alone an ordinary adventure team. Their rich wealth has been accumulated dozens of times longer than mine, so every piece of equipment will naturally appear more precious.

Especially for mid-level rune stones like [Ke], the explosion rate is very low. The value is already equivalent to a good piece of dark gold equipment. If the other party had not synthesized a batch of Rune Language equipment and was missing a few low-level runestones, and I happen to have no shortage of these low-level runestones, this would A deal may not be negotiated yet.

In this way, the purpose of trading the market will be achieved.

I stretched myself and thought with satisfaction.

Not only did he get the last runestone and sell the dark gold longbow, but he also unexpectedly got a helmet that he had wanted to replace for a long time but had never been able to find a suitable replacement.

This advanced helmet synthesized from the words of the runes has been with me for a full eight years, and I can finally retire with honor.

I touched the high-end helmet in my hand with a sigh on my face, reluctant to part with it.

No, I have to wait for another level before I can put on this griffon helmet. Thinking of this, I feel frustrated again, and I can't wait to rush out of the wild now, kill and kill, and get this level.

While I was going back and forth looking at the high-end Helm of Rune Language and the Helm of the Griffin Beast, I unknowingly followed the flow of people and came to another street of shops selling ordinary items, such as dry food for going out for training. , tents, etc.

There's nothing to buy.

I thought about it again and found that I really didn't lack anything, so I was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar petite figure.

The familiar black twin ponytails and the black sleeved cloak that looked unusually large on her petite body were fluttering in the wind like flags.

Under the black cloak, there is a waist-revealing black tight-fitting pullover and shorts, and underneath is a pair of knee-length black iron boots.

It is obviously a very mismatched style, but when worn on her body, it looks extremely suitable, and very handsome and cold. If she doesn't say anything... To be continued)! ~!