Warhammer Wizard

Bremet?

The greatest hunter and archaeologist among the dwarves?

Ren thought about it seriously, he had never heard of it before. He secretly observed the other party with the eyes of his soul. He was indeed a legendary beginner hunter. His strength was far superior to ordinary people, but it seemed a little far from the "greatest" claimed by the dwarves.

As for the title of archaeologist, that can't be seen.

"Uh..." Ren didn't expose it in person, and was about to say a few polite words.

Seeing his confused expression, Bremet blew his beard and said reluctantly, "Have you never heard of me?"

"Sorry, Mr. Bremet." Ren replied frankly.

He searched the cell phone library, and there was no information about Bremet. Perhaps Bremet was well known among the dwarfs, but not to the Empire.

Bremet was very discouraged, but after only a few seconds he became optimistic and comforted himself: "Well... young people have little knowledge, I don't know that I am normal, it doesn't matter, wait for you to be in the world for a long time, definitely will hear my story."

Ren couldn't help laughing, this dwarf was quite narcissistic.

"Young man, what's your name?" Bremet asked, stroking the back of the fiery dragon with envy in his eyes, "Oh, fortunately you have a flying dragon mount, otherwise you wouldn't dare to ask for help. "

When he questioned, the four extreme warriors also chased after the fiery dragon and hovered beside them.

This made the dwarf stunned, his eyes fell on the extreme warrior wearing heavy armor, and he did not move away for a long time, doubting Ren's identity in his heart.

"My name is Ren..."

Ren was interrupted as soon as he spoke half a sentence.

Bremet said in shock: "Ren? Are you the Earl of Glamorgan of the Oriente Empire, the Speaker of the Wezeland Floating City, Ren* Augustus?"

"If there are no other names with the same name, it should be me." Ren didn't expect that even the dwarves knew about him.

The atmosphere on the back of the fire dragon was a little awkward.

Ren had never heard of Bremet's name, but Bremet knew Ren's origin.

Even though Bremet has lived for more than two hundred years, is well-informed and mature, and his face is thicker than the city wall, he still feels his face warm.

If he hadn't been flying in the sky, he would have wanted to find a hole to get in.

The two stared at each other for half a minute, Ren coughed dryly, and asked curiously, "Mr. Bremet, how could you provoke those wild horses?"

"Ah? Oh, you said those bronze wild horses..." Bremet was stunned for a few seconds before he recovered and explained, "It's nothing, I just wanted to try to tame them, but it failed."

"Tame?" Ren looked at the wild horses that had run away.

They have put away their invisible transparent wings and landed on the ground, grazing leisurely.

At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and the summer evening shone on them, reflecting a faint golden light, as if the whole body was made of gold, with blue in the gold, and the two colors were mixed together, which was very dazzling.

Ren couldn't help but think that they were called Bronze Mustangs.

The color of bronze is similar to that of gold, except that it is not as shiny as real gold, and turns pale green when oxidized by air.

Bremet's eyesight is also very good. Looking at the horses, he said: "Bronze wild horses are only found on the Saen Plateau, and they may be the best war horses. They are tall and imposing in appearance. Body', with powerful strength and defense, coupled with the 'Wings of Wind', they can walk in the air, and they are very fast no matter what the environment is."

"Bronze wild horses run, and each horse forms a soul link. The more horses there are, the stronger the overall strength."

"This ability, I call it 'Wild Pentium'."

There was a look of surprise on Ren's face.

When he rescued Bremet just now, because he was far away, the eye of the soul saw that the wild horse had four elements, but didn't have time to observe it carefully.

But according to what the dwarves said, there is actually a "bronze body"!

This element is not small, it can bring powerful defense and strength, it is very similar to the body of steel in all aspects, and it is also a physical element.

But the bronze body is only a rare level, it is a weakened version of the steel body, and the power is different by several grades.

Even so, the bronze body can cause the scramble of the extraordinary.

As for Wild Pentium, Ren had never heard of it, nor was it recorded in the Book of Thousand Souls, so he asked, "Mr. Bremet, is Wild Pentium very powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing!"

Bremet shouted: "My 'big horns' are the bears of the earth, and they almost couldn't withstand their impact."

He reached out and rubbed the bear's head, which also rubbed the dwarf's body affectionately.

Ren glanced at the bear of the earth. The strength of this legendary beast is no less than that of a giant dragon. Its strength reaches the eighth level, which is equivalent to himself. Moreover, it also has the transcendent element of "pulsation of the earth". As long as the body is in contact with the ground, it is useful. Complete strength and magic.

The Earth Bear's strength, defense, recovery, and resistance are all terrifyingly high, and there are seven or eight soil spells alone.

If it fights with the Bronze Mustangs, it must be a lose-lose outcome.

This is obviously what Bremet does not want to see.

Bremet's other pet is not simple. Ren used the monster illustration to identify it quietly. It turned out to be a "green owl".

This kind of "soul" monster has average attack power, but it has "Dark Vision", "Precision", "Eagle's Eye", "Nature Affinity", "Healing" and other auxiliary abilities, and has a flying speed. Extremely fast, it comes and goes without a shadow, and it is the hunter's favorite animal companion.

Wren thought to himself, Bremet dare to say that he is the greatest hunter, or have two brushes.

Seeing that it will be dark soon, and it is too dangerous to travel at night, Ren let the fiery dragon land in a mountain col and prepare to camp.

Bremet seemed to be interested in Ren and asked if he could spend the night with him.

Of course Ren will not refuse, he still has some questions to ask.

Because of the space equipment and carrying a lot of things, Ren didn't have to do it himself. The four extreme fighters skillfully set up several comfortable tents, lit a bonfire, took out the food for cooking, and the fragrance wafted out.

Several fiery dragons had eaten the raw meat fed by the Ultramarines, rested around the camp, and acted as guards at the same time.

Bremet sat by the bonfire, eating fragrant barbecue while watching the Ultramarines rushing to and fro, arranging the night watch. It's so easy to set up camp, or you human nobles will enjoy it."

He picked up a glass of freshly squeezed juice, took two sips, and looked satisfied.

"It's only been half a year since I became a noble, Mr. Bremet, all this is not because of the noble status, but depends on strength." Ren explained casually.

The dwarf was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "You are right, I was wrong for a while."

Ren did not go into depth on this topic, and instead asked: "Is the bronze wild horse difficult to tame?"

"It's hard."

Bremet sighed, "I told you that bronze wild horses have 'wild gallop', this ability allows their horses to rampage on the plateau, even the bears of the earth dare to attack head-on, and at the same time, it also makes their wildness change. more arrogant, almost impossible to tame."

"Has no one succeeded?" Ren was a little skeptical.

The strength of a single bronze wild horse is equivalent to a mid-level monster, much stronger than most war horses, but it is not that scary.

At least wait until the order is placed to catch it and try it out.

"I don't know, but it's a little difficult to catch up with the Bronze Mustangs," Bremet explained: "They are very fast, 'Windwing' is faster than level 4, and has strong stamina, running continuously. You won’t get tired for a few hours, and you can run in the air, just like flying.”

"I've been studying bronze wild horses for a few years, and I want to tame one as a mount, but I haven't gotten it yet."

"Mahal is on top, this is too difficult!"

Bremet sighed for a while, but didn't mean to give up, took a bite of the barbecue, "As the greatest hunter, I will definitely be able to tame the bronze wild horse and prove my strength!"

"Then I wish you success." Ren smiled.

In fact, he was also somewhat moved.

At present, the extreme fighters are full, at least with the strength of high-level fighters, and they are definitely the elite among the elites, but there are only 60 people in total, and the number is still too rare.

In a territory the size of Glamorgan, only sixty Ultramarines are not enough.

Ren thought about building a slightly weaker armed force as a supplement to the Ultramarines, or as an auxiliary force for the Ultramarines.

Like other extraordinary legions of the empire, they have a unique and complete system.

Mounts, equipment, extraordinary occupations and more.

This requires a lot of investment in gold shields, and it is impossible to achieve it overnight. It is very rare to finally be able to establish an extraordinary army of hundreds of people.

When planning the Fort Kong base, Ren had reserved a training ground.

In the past few days, he has been looking for flying dragons and storm giants on the plateau. He has paid attention to those creatures that are suitable for mounts, and has inspected several types, including griffins, galloping horses, etc., but their numbers are too small, and it is relatively easy to form an army. difficulty.

For other lords, it would be nice to have an army of gryphons.

But Ren thought that the griffins were too weak. Although they could fly and their training methods were mature, he was not satisfied.

What Ren wants is an armed force that can crush ordinary extraordinary legions!

The Bronze Mustang is just fine.

The tame problem mentioned by Bremet is not a problem in his opinion, even high-level fire dragons can be tamed, not to mention the mere middle-level wild horses.

He was going to wait until after he was separated from Bremet, to grab a few bronze wild horses and go back to test.

Dwarves are very talkative.

After eating and drinking enough~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Bremet did not feel sleepy at all, and dragged Ren to chat, showing off his past expeditions, especially his knowledge of archaeology.

Ren has a mobile phone library, and he has a huge knowledge base in his mind.

It has to be said that Bremet is indeed an archaeological expert.

He is extremely knowledgeable, proficient in dozens of languages ​​and scripts, and is familiar with the history of many prehistoric eras, and can identify the origin of an antiquity at a glance.

There may really be no archaeologist greater than him among the dwarves.

Ren had a talk with Bremet in the middle of the night and was very impressed.

With a move in his heart, he suddenly asked, "Bremett, do you know that there is a storm giant near Cal Peak?"

The dwarf's expression changed slightly, but instead asked: "What are you doing with the storm giant?"