Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Well, but it's actually okay." Fang Lang looked at the huge Caster with a smile and said: "After all, after getting bigger, you can confront those huge guys head-on, and although the attack power Not increased, but the ability to destroy has also increased a lot.”

Custer thought for a while and nodded. Indeed, as Fang Lang said, the ability to destroy is also very important at certain times. Immediately, he stopped being entangled and slowly returned to his normal shape and size.

A blue reminder box appeared again in front of Fang Lang: "Congratulations on successfully clearing the maze on the seventh floor of Aincrad. Do you agree to teleport to the eighth floor of Aincrad?"

Fang Lang naturally clicked yes without hesitation, followed by Custer, who was barely included in the teammate system by the system, was naturally also tightly wrapped by the blue light curtain like Fang Lang, and then his whole body As always, it began to slowly dissipate.

After the complete dissipation, Fang Lang and Custer finally reached the eighth floor of Aincrad that had just been opened. This time they did not teleport to some special places as unluckily as last time, but It appeared directly in the town center of Fetras on the eighth floor.

Then the two of them rushed to the point marked on the map at the same time as before - the restaurant...

After drinking and eating, the two of them walked out of the restaurant satisfied with their big bellies supported by the food, and then started walking towards the north of the town, intending to see the cemetery of death they mentioned in the mouth of the npc .

"Let me tell you, places like this are usually buried with huge treasures! Believe it or not!" Custer patted his big belly and said to Fang Lang firmly.

Fang Lang glanced at Custer with contempt: "Do you need to say it? As a pure gold digger, I know this kind of thing much better than you, so please don't show off your in front of me." How about ignorant and ridiculous IQ."

Hearing Fang Lang's attitude, Custer immediately became unhappy: "Hey, you are looking down on me by saying that? Well, tell me why there is a huge treasure buried in the cemetery!"

"Hehe!" Fang Lang smiled contemptuously, and said slowly: "Because high-ranking and powerful people usually put funeral objects in their tombs after they die, and according to the villagers, the area in the north The cemetery of death happened to bury many former dignitaries and nobles."

For a while, Custer was speechless by Fang Lang, his face turned red, and he couldn't find anything to refute Fang Lang's statement. He could only give up resentfully, but he did secretly fight in his heart. With a small abacus.

"When I get to the cemetery, I must find the treasure before him! Huh, let him look at people with dog eyes... Ah bah, look at the spider, and when I find a good thing, I will swallow it by myself, and I will never give it to him. !"

The two fought all the way, and finally arrived at the destination of their trip - the cemetery of death, a place where a legendary brave man is said to be buried, just like all the protagonists have the same family history. , suddenly became stronger overnight, wiped out all the intruders and restless ones, and won a resting place for the villagers.

If you really want to say that he is not like the protagonist, there is probably only his way of death... a very embarrassing way of death - being shot to death by a pig, yes, that's right, the brave man who can almost be said to be the perfect protagonist When I was old, I was walking on the street and was accidentally thrown on the ground by a pig and rubbed its pigtails a few times.

Fang Lang couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he looked at the introduction manual he bought from a small black shop in his hand: "He is really a talent, and his way of dying is so unique, he deserves to be the protagonist."

Castor nodded at the side and echoed: "It's reasonable, I have lived for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a talent. I have never seen such a wonderful person in my past years. I have to As expected of the protagonist, even the way of death is so strange."

While walking like this, the two of them flipped through the introduction manual in their hands, and kept complaining about the brave man who was crushed to death by a pig. After more than half an hour of complaining, they finally came to a place with relatively A location with a high probability of burying treasures.

Without saying a word, Custer took out a small shovel bought with ten kohls from his backpack and started digging on the ground. Fang Lang was deeply disdainful of this: "How long do you have to dig with this thing? Things are tools that will be used later, idiot."

Then Fang Lang took out the large shovel bought by Fifty Cole from his backpack and dug directly on the ground, but after a short while he dug a big hole in the ground, and he was next to him Inspired, Custer also dug a big hole after taking out a big shovel.

Suddenly Custer asked curiously: "According to your words, are we robbing graves? Isn't robbing graves very wicked? Is it really okay for us to do this for money?"

Fang Lang thought for a while, and seemed to think that it was really not good, so he put down the shovel, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "No! We are not robbing tombs, we are called archaeology, we are not digging up treasures, but digging up the treasures. The truth of the known history!"

As soon as Castor heard this, he felt that Fang Lang's image suddenly grew taller, and his eyes couldn't help showing a look of admiration, and then the movements in his hands couldn't help but speed up. After all, they were doing "good things"! Is not it?

Finally, after more than an hour of struggle, the two finally had their first harvest. At this time, dark clouds suddenly began to appear over the cemetery. Among them, Fang Lang and Custer's head The dark clouds are the thickest.

"Why do I feel that something is wrong this day?" Fang Lang frowned and put the necklace studded with many gemstones into his backpack,

Suddenly felt that the surrounding air became oppressed, and couldn't help but speak.

"Well, I think so too." Custer also felt the abnormality in the air and said worriedly: "Otherwise, let's go back to the town now, after all, it's almost night, who knows the night on the eighth floor There will be some monsters." ..