Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

Chapter 129: Tool Man And Gift Package \"Subscription\"

First: Continuous experience of ultra-deep expeditions, monster festival riots, the invasion of piranhas in the small town of Rivera, and the Ravis incident allowed him to grow considerably in battle.

In terms of magic skills, whether it is parallel chanting, continuous chanting, magic switching and magic standby skills, they are already very proficient, and they have learned a lot of magic, and have fully grown into a qualified senior mage.

There has also been considerable improvement in combat skills and gaming. When fighting against monsters, how to end the battle more concisely and easily. When standing against people, moves and games, strategies and skills, IQ performance and details in battle have also changed from background to strength.

Second: The equipment also becomes stronger with the progress of its own level and strength, and the technology is updated. From the very first generation to the fourth generation, the replacement of armed forces has been iterated four times. The staff and short sword he uses now are the first-class weapons, and the armor [Dark Night FA-IV] is made of the hard skin of Heglia, a rare drop item, which is the only one in Olalie. There is only one set.

The combination of the above and the two has made Flon's strength have improved by leaps and bounds.

Lv.4, this level is already high in Orario, also known as the second-level adventurer.

Then he wants to continue to become stronger, and in terms of equipment, except for the magic sword, he has already entered a bottleneck. Only work hard on 927 from the level.

"This trip to the dungeon, the ability value should have grown a lot. I will update it with Loki later.

"As for the acquisition of advanced experience points..."

Adventurers, upgrading means taking risks. Flon at Lv.4 has the attributes of Lv.5, so he wants to upgrade... There are not many opponents to choose.

"Ais has already defeated Udaios, the next refresh is a month later, I can't wait for this time.

Taking a sip of the mead, Flon thought carefully about who he could strike.

"Wait, I seem to have overlooked something."

After calculating the time in his mind, Flon's eyes lit up.

It has been more than a month since Bell came to Olalie......

"Ok?"

Just as he was thinking, in front of his vision, on the route from the wide central square to the majestic gate of the Tower of Babel, a cheerfully running figure came into his sight.

Slightly narrowing the golden pupils, the powerful eyesight of the senior adventurer could not be blocked even by the night—it was easy to see the true face of that figure.

With short white hair under the moonlight, red eyes, and a boy who keeps making silly noises at night and looks like a bunny, who is it but Bell Cranel?

Flon frowned, and the direction of the other party was the Tower of Babel, which is the underground city.

"It's so late, and he still has to go to the dungeon? Was he stimulated by something? No, it doesn't look like it. It should be quite excited......

Blinking, Flon was puzzled. So he decided to follow up secretly to see what happened.

Although he didn't recall what happened, his subconscious mind told him that this time he might have achieved a lot.

He drank the remaining mead in the glass with a sip and swung the glass. Flon got up and followed quietly.

All the way to the first floor of the dungeon easily, the phosphorescent light makes the environment quite dim, it is the familiar dungeon.

Then, in his field of vision... Facing the Goblin coming out of the wall, the young man held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and opened his palm to aim at the monster.

"Fire Lightning (Volt)!"

"Fire Lightning (Volt)! 11

"Fire Lightning (Volt)!"

"Boom, boom, boom—"

There are no lengthy incantations, no passionate chants, just calling out the name "that", and the magic is activated directly.

"Hahahahaha, I, I can do magic too!!!!"

Bell·Cranel looked at his palm with joy on his face, and then... used magic crazily and non-stop.

A series of roars echoed in the passage, and the flickering flames made the darkness in the shadows squirm.

Behind the boy, in the shadow of the corner tens of meters away.

A certain figure (cgfh) wearing a black hooded cloak kept twitching his face, his eyes were extremely weird, and he could hear whispers when he approached.

"This, what is this? Is there a quick attack magic for nothing?"

"This... After the skill of "Educated Scholar" is increased, won't hitting people with a staff turn them into swords and flames!?"

Imagine yourself using the two-handed staff as a growth gun to fight, and when you are fighting close to you, the staff suddenly emits flames, which is an unexpected way of fighting.

Or...as a defender, completely abandon chanting and become a rapid-fire cannon to wash the ground?

It's kind of inexplicable to think about it.

"But leveling A with magic is a bit stupid no matter how you look at it...Based on my current ability value, I can't fight for a long time. And... consume the same mental power, use super Isn’t Changwen chanting this kind of more powerful magic? The defender will not be attacked or anything. It has a big advantage in the battle against people.”

In the final analysis, it is still a battery life problem with too low attributes and levels.

He still has a long way to go if he wants to reach the level of swords and fires.

Finally, taking a deep look at the excited teenager who was using quick-attack magic indiscriminately, Flon sighed.

"Forget it, let's go back."

Inexplicably, he used a kind of magic that can be used to level A for nothing, and Flon, who felt that it was meaningless to read it any more, was about to go home. After a while of evening breeze, his chaotic thoughts cleared up a lot.

"Boom"

"?"

He remembered, isn't this the mental exhaustion that the boy did to himself after he acquired magic for the first time?

Travel time is too long, only fragmentary memories, Flon can't remember clearly. After the boy passed out on the ground, he suddenly realized.

"The excitement of a kid getting a new toy? Still a teenager after all."

Walking slowly, Flon kept sighing as if recalling his youth.

"Crack, crack, crack."

Half squatting down, someone stretched out his hand and patted the boy's face.

As for the man Asahi? If you think too much, there must be more than one way to wake him up.

Even if Flon is kind, that is the privilege of a beautiful girl. After all, you can occasionally report a knee pillow or something, isn't it delicious?

Yes, Flon is such a cliché.

"Cranel, wake up,"

"I'm just... smack—"

"Hurry up and get up! Crack——"

No response, completely went to the UK. Even with a smirk on his face, kind of...that.

Just when Flon didn't know what to do, whether to send him back to the residence of the Hestia family, or throw him to the union headquarters.

From far to near, the sound of brisk footsteps from the lower floors reached his ears.

(Seek full order, ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets, ask for evaluation tickets!).

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