Chapter 7: My Heir
Before Fang Yu could tell the box to be careful that there was a combat craftsman, the latter had already rushed towards the structure.
The box lowered its body, stared at it, and drew its sword in his hand, trying to seize the opportunity that the near and far attacks of the constructor could not be alternated after the body fired. But unexpectedly, the movements of the constructor were far more sensitive than expected.
Its slender brass arm held the gun in its right claw, and its left hand had drawn its sheath and the long knife was blocked by the backlash. When there was a spark, the narrow blade with a slight arc had already supported the thin sword in the box's hand.
Under the pointed hat, the dark red light turned, as if thinking and observing, like a real eye.
As soon as the box missed, it immediately drew its sword and retreated, while releasing the short staff with his left hand, and the short staff spun and floated in the air. Then he formed a claw with his left hand and pushed forward.
The force field slammed into the structure like an invisible ripple. The construct lost its balance and stepped back, slamming its arms into the wall, slamming a hole open with a thud.
It doesn't seem that this thing is immune to magic, but only has a high magic resistance, because on weekdays, with his full push, this heavyweight constructor should have flown straight out, but at this moment, it is just a matter of falling to the ground.
However, the bullet that pierced his spell before was genuinely anti-magical, and it should be because the gun in the opponent's hand was weird, and it didn't seem to be a simple Imperial Eleven.
Luo Yu also saw the clue on the side at this time, the force field spell was still like this, what about the elemental spell that was more afraid of magic resistance?
He couldn't help but become a little solemn, raised the staff in his hand, and prepared for the spell casting.
This side of the constructor fell to the ground, and the box grabbed the short staff back in mid-air, and stepped forward, raising his right hand and stabbing at the heart of the constructor - in general, the location of its nuclear crystal.
But before the blade of the sword could be reached, suddenly two silver stars flashed in the darkness, and two short spears that were the same as those of Fang Cai shot at one in front of the other.
The chest immediately flicked its sword, and the blade of the sword struck the short spear, pulling out a golden mark in the dimness, and the short spear deflected to one side and disappeared into one side of the wall.
However, the huge force also made his palms numb, and the blade of the thin sword trembled, and he almost wanted to fly out of his hand.
It seemed that the second spear could no longer be stopped, but a gray silver light appeared from the tip of his short staff, and the world represented the nine Taria scales of time, and the different Aric characters were displayed in turn.
At that moment, time stopped, everything seemed to stand still relative to the box, and the short spear stopped in mid-air, and he turned sideways to avoid it.
Then the hand of the underworld flicks the hands, and time resumes flowing.
This scene fell into the eyes of the others, just like the shape of the box suddenly blurred, and a beam of silver light shot through his afterimage, reaching the ceiling.
But although the box avoided the two short spears, the constructor also seized the opportunity to roll backwards, turned over, and moved with a red light, and raised the magic guide gun in his hand with slender arms.
A gunshot rang out, leaving a dark red spot in the darkness, and the box lunged forward, causing the bullet to open a large hole in the wall.
Fang Plover was in place, and found that he couldn't help, and the battle craftsman didn't have the flexibility to build, so he was really powerless.
He saw the structure fire, and opened his mouth, trying to tell the Empire Type 11 that it was a six-shot rifle gun - that is, there were four more rounds in the gun.
However, the construct moved the mechanical door, and had continuously pulled the trigger, firing rapidly, and four golden lights staggered towards the box in the darkness.
The box rolled or pounced, avoiding the first three, and the bullets caused a dust mist to rise in the room, but he really couldn't avoid the fourth, so he had to raise the short staff in his hand to block it.
The golden light struck a half-arc shield above the staff, sending out a cloud of sparks that deflected to the side, blasting a large hole in a painting on the wall.
After missing four shots, the construct retracted its magic guide and stood up, pulled down the handle, and popped out with a click, and six smoking shells bounced to the ground.
I saw that its slender right arm and hand movements were dazzling, and with a bang, it was reloaded with bullets.
Fang Yu was dumbfounded—showing off his skill filling, the ability of the gunner, he suddenly understood a little bit what the magic guide furnace behind the constructed body was.
The box is also a little rushed. He boasted that a person could deal with this thing, but now he was beaten just by taking three of the four runes in the cane, and he used one-fifth of the mana with the full force of the previous push, and if he continued to fight, he would have to replace the storage crystal and eat the old book.
Although the war of attrition is not impossible to fight, it is too ugly to win that way.
Seeing that the structure was about to be reloaded, how could he give the other party this chance, it was endless?
He clenched the short staff in his left hand, raised a silver light in his right hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment another appeared in front of the structure.
The structure was reloaded with bullets, and was about to pull the handle, but a round of silver slashed in front of him. The red light in its eyes flickered slightly, discarding the magic guide gun, and drew the long knife again with its backhand.
Sparks flew in the darkness, and the structure once again held back the chest's attack.
The box had exchanged several rounds with the construct, and now he had entered the captain's room, and when he looked up, he raised his left staff and swiped down.
Above the heads of the two of them, there is also a chandelier, although the magic resistance of the structure body is high, but the chandelier is not.
I heard the chandelier fall with a clatter, and the box had rolled to the side in advance, and the iron lamp frame covered the structure squarely.
The object's eyes flashed red, and it was clearly a little overwhelmed by this one. It only clumsily exerted its force, and the frame of the lamp creaked and cracked, as if it was about to fall apart in the next moment.
The strength of the thing was staggering, but the box wouldn't give it a chance to turn over, and he rolled up from the ground and kicked forward at the structure's chest, which immediately lost its center of gravity and fell backwards.
The box let go of the staff and pushed forward with his left hand, this time aiming not at the structure, but at the tall bookshelf on one side.
The bookshelf flew sideways and slammed into the structure, which had lost its center of gravity, sending it flying out along with the lampstand on its body, and crashing towards the bulkhead on the side of the sloping deck.
But what the box didn't expect was that the bulkhead would be so fragile after the erosion of time. When the structure collided with the bookshelf, it actually crashed into a large hole in the bulkhead, and the structure bound by the chandelier had no choice, so it fell out of the hole with the bookshelf and countless fragments.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared under the mist.
The box was so stunned by this scene that he almost forgot to retract the short staff in mid-air for a moment.
He looked back at Fang Yuan, who was also stunned for a moment—he still wanted to study this strange construct.
But the thing had fallen, which no one expected, so it was just an accident.
Although Fang Yu felt a little pity in his heart, he also shook his head and said, "Forget it, if you fall, you will fall, we will be fine." ”
He's actually a little weird, it's obviously a flexible construct, but judging from its performance in combat, it doesn't look like it's being controlled by a craftsman behind it.
Especially after the opponent was caught in the lampstand, he behaved a little too bulky, and it was not an order of magnitude at all compared to his previous sharpness in battle.
And in this ruined shipwreck, will there really be combat craftsmen living here?
It's just that the flexible construct can move away from the craftsman, which is really a perverse thing.
But there were no specimens to study at the moment, and he looked at the big hole that had been broken, and stopped thinking about it. Turning around, Fang Yu said to the few people behind him, "That structure may be the guard here, let's check the captain's room next." ”
Several people nodded.
The box also took back the short staff and walked back, Fang Yu glanced at him and asked, "Box, if you go all out, how many of those structures can you deal with?" ”
The box thought for a moment, "If I do it again, two should not be a problem." ”
He paused and said precisely: "But after the fight, I don't have any means left." ”
Fang Yu understood, they had gained a lot of experience in the sand sea group, although he had not yet been promoted to level twenty-six, but the gap between the box, Luo Yu and the others and him was already infinitely small.
At present, the ranks of the team are roughly divided into three echelons.
Big Cat Man, Sylvider, Miss Attila and Baggins don't say anything. The first echelon is him and Shesta, both of whom are around the twenty-fifth or twenty-sixth level.
Next are the original members of the Seven Seas Brigade in addition to Sky Blue, Luo Yu, Parker, Kita, plus a box and Alyssa.
This echelon is about above the twentieth level, and the twenty-fourth level is less than this stage.
Among them, Alyssa has the highest level and Kita has the lowest level, which is because naturalist upgrades require more cognitive experience.
Among them, the boxes belong to the middle class, and half of the twenty-second class.
The last third echelon is Tang Xin, Luo Hao, Ai Xiaoxiao, Pasha and others, who are the latest to join the Seven Seas Brigade, plus Tianlan.
The level of this echelon is uneven, Luo Hao, who has the highest rank, has already reached seventeen levels, and Tianlan is fifteen levels behind - this is because this little girl has begun to work hard recently.
Then Tang Xin and Ai Xiaoxiao had the same level, both of them were only level twelve.
As for Pasha, the aborigines are already slow to level up, and in the future they may also be part of the ship's life class army, and the combat level is negligible.
This is the current situation of the level distribution of the Seven Seas Brigade, in addition to Mr. Limestone's sub-group, the level of the forest and others is also around the fourteenth level, and they can join the Seven Seas Brigade as a substitute member at any time.
Fang Yu asked if the box could deal with a few of the previous constructs, and he had the idea of comparing the combat effectiveness of the constructs to divide the opponent's level.
However, although the box is twenty-two, its combat effectiveness is far from being comparable to that of ordinary recruiters of twenty-two levels.
Take the Dragon Fire Guild as an example, a twenty-second level of Electors, a complete five-person team may not be able to take the latter with all its might.
Of course, it's just that you can't take it, and if you want to win it head-on, the box obviously can't do it.
But if it's just three or four people, or if the career mix is not so complete, maybe you can really find an opportunity.
Generally speaking, the same level can fight against two people without falling behind, which is about equivalent to two or three levels of combat power.
Therefore, judging from the combat effectiveness of the box, Fang Yu should have measured the actual level of the structure at the level of twenty-five or twenty-six.
In other words, although the box is only twenty-two, its real strength is actually close to that of a Recruiter of about twenty-eighth.
Fang Yu even assessed his true level, and the only conclusion he came to was that it was not easy to assess.
It depends on what kind of structure he uses, and if you think about the sword-wielder just now, you will be vulnerable.
If there are enough Angels and Fire Djinns, it is not impossible for opponents around level 30 to challenge.
Further up, the fire djinn will not have the effect of a killer weapon, like his clone against Descartes in the spirit world, and the fire djinn strengthened by Miss Tata only causes some interference to the other party, and the effect is slightly equal to the sound and light impact caused by the explosion, as for the actual lethality, it is actually nothing.
He still has the Orphen Twins, of course, but that thing is too big to fly and doesn't work in all situations, like now.
He always felt that he had been pitted by Sophie, but thinking about the help that Her Royal Highness the Silver Princess Vislan had helped him, he didn't forget it.
And the Angel is really good.
Several people quickly found something of value in the captain's room.
It was a dry bone.
This dry bone was first found by Ai Xiaoxiao, and then Tang Xin called the others over.
The dry bones were on the bed on the side of the captain's quarters, still sitting in front of them, and the captain's coat was torn to pieces, its head tilted, covered in a layer of ash, and covered with cobwebs.
A sword leaning diagonally against a dry bone, presumably the sword he used during his lifetime.
It was a cage-handled thin sword, and the box walked over and picked it up with great interest, and before Fang Yu could stop it, the other party had already held the sword in his hand.
"What kind of sword is this?" He looked back and asked.
Fang Yu glared at him, these relics often had magic traps on them, and even if there were no traps, it would be difficult to deal with cursed items.
But fortunately, the box was lucky this time, it was just an ordinary magic sword.
However, until the magic sword is activated, its ability cannot be known.
Therefore, Fang Yu also walked over, observed, and took down a magic furnace from behind the dry bones.
The magic guide furnace had long since corroded to the point of not being able to look good, but the crystal inside would not rot, and Fang Yu easily took off the resonance crystal.
He tossed the crystal to the box and said, "Try it yourself." ”
The boy nodded, and took the crystal to the side to test his sword.
At this time, Luo Yu found a journal from the bedside and shook off the dust on it, the paper of the journal had already been brittle, so he had to be careful.
"What's written on it?" Ai Xiaoxiao asked.
Fang Yu also looked over.
"It's a secret word used by the pirates," Luo Yu said as he read, confirming the identity of the ship's owner, as they guessed, "it's not a logbook, it's a ...... record"
He read out the contents of the journal:
“…… Those people didn't completely deceive us, we found these ...... in the dark ruins"
“…… God's Creation ......"
“…… Only God-made things can describe such miracles, and their technology is far ahead of our time, and I even suspect that they come from before the primeval times, even older than the history of the snake people......"
“…… With these things, maybe my goal can be achieved......"
Several people looked at each other as they listened.
What are the Dark Ruins? What is God's creation? What technology was far ahead of their time?
But there are too many mutilated logs to be effective.
"Look at this," Tang Xin suddenly said, "Look at his hand." ”
A few people turned their attention to it, and they saw that Dry Bone had a leather glove on his right hand.
The glove had long since been worn out and eaten by silverfish, but the wire and gear structure revealed under the hole still showed the true identity of the glove.
This is a control glove, and judging from the exquisite structure, it should be considered a very high-end one when placed in front of more than ten or twenty.
I didn't expect this pirate leader to be a combat craftsman, but how could an alchemist be reduced to being a pirate?
Fang Yu couldn't help but look back at the hole on the other side of the captain's room, thinking to himself that the owner of the constructed body could be this dry bone?
But that still doesn't explain how it could act on its own?
At this moment, the word technology in the record flashed through his thoughts, and he wondered if there was any connection between the two.
And suddenly, Luo Yu said, "...... He also left us something! ”
He flipped the journal over and faced the crowd.
"At the end of this record, he says to leave it to my heirs......"
"Who will be the heir to the pirates?" Ai Xiaoxiao said dissatisfied.
But Fang Yu interrupted the little girl with a strange point of view angrily and funny, "Don't interrupt, Xiaoxiao, where is that thing?" ”
"Right behind the bed."
So everyone worked together to push the bed away, and the black insects under the bed scattered in a hurry, so frightened that Ai Xiaoxiao took three steps back.
And in the compartment of the wall behind the bed, they found what was recorded in the log.
It was a box of gold, which had been minted into various coins, and if it was not considered to be an antiquity, it was worth about hundreds of thousands.
There was also a ring on the gold, and everyone thought there was something strange at first, but after inspection, it was found to be an ordinary seal ring.
"That's all the pirate leader's possessions?" Ai Xiaoxiao was still a little suspicious, "Would a pirate leader be so kind to leave his property to future generations, and he also called us heirs or something...... Quarky. ”
Fang Yu was actually curious, but they checked the box again and again, and found that it was nothing more than that.
But if it weren't for the chest, would it be in the stash there? Thinking of this, Fang Yu immediately walked over, he swept the ground there with his hand, and after sweeping away a layer of floating ash, he found that there was indeed something on the floor.
It was an alchemy array with nine stars, and when Fang Yu saw this alchemy array, he couldn't help but have an interesting look in his eyes.
Multiple parallel magic circles, he had seen too much in the training magic circle that Shana gave him.
With some surprise, he put his hand up, and as expected, a layer of misty light floated up to form the shape of a twinkling star.
The sudden appearance of light attracted everyone's attention, and several people couldn't help but look over.
"What is this?" Ai asked curiously.
But Fang Yu didn't answer, beams of silver light had already started from the stars, connected to each other, and in an instant, this puzzle was solved.
The silver light began to retract, and finally turned into a seal ring, which fell to the ground with a clatter.
Everyone was slightly taken aback, and then they watched Fang Yu pick up the seal ring—the seal ring was almost exactly the same as the one in the box, but it was different.
The seal ring is in Fang Yuan's hand, and the light is flowing, and it is very extraordinary at a glance.
It's just that Fang Yu checked for a long time, and he didn't find out what the use of this seal ring was.
"Why don't you put it on?" Ai Xiaoxiao was even more curious.
"Ai Xiaoxiao!" Tang Xin was almost angry, "That's her brother, if something happens, it's three long and two short-"
But Fang Yu really believed Ai's little nonsense at this time, and put the ring on the index finger of his left hand.
Of course, he had checked and was absolutely sure.
I saw that the moment he put on the ring, there were a few clicks, and the bottom of the bed board slowly sank down, forming a downward staircase.
The staircase leads to a dark hole.
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