Chapter 38: To Each His Own Heart
The medium-sized steel shield called the Demon Drinker has a +2 level enchantment, which makes the shield have a block bonus of 2 points higher than the normal tabula rasa shield, but the two most eye-catching of all its equipment attributes are magic resistance +10%, and the use effect of devouring a 1~4 ring of magic once a day.
Both of the attributes "Magic Resistance" and "Immunity" are key to the character's battle against the caster's enemies.
The specific difference between the two is that the level of immunity determines the strength and disadvantage of the character when performing the data check, the character with a high immunity has a high chance of being immune to the effects of control magic, and the character with a low immunity will turn his weapon in front of some caster enemies to kill his companion in the next second.
However, these chances are generally not absolute, and magic resistance is calculated as a percentage, which means that if you have 50% magic resistance, the magic damage you take will be halved, and the amount of time you will be affected by the magic debuff and its adverse effects on you will be reduced to 50%.
Equipment and power-ups that increase magic resistance are very useful in the game.
But don't think that if you pile up your magic resistance to more than 100%, a fragile mage is your fish.
The high-level mages have a very rich combat method, they can first use the "Sequencer Activation" to instantly cast the classic combination of "Mirror Shadow Technique", "Stone Skin Technique", and "Protective Magic Weapon" to complete their basic protection work, and then step on the "Shadow Gate" to stealth, lurk in your invisible place and use some spells without immunity and magic resistance verification to reduce your magic resistance and immunity, and then make up for a "dissociation technique" to collapse your equipment into slag, and then consider "Finger of Death" and "Labyrinth" The question of which is more satisfying to their personal tastes.
"A stake turret that only knows fireball and lightning chains is not worthy of calling itself a mage." - The Mage section of CastaΓ±o's official forums used this slogan to respond to many novice players' one-sided misinterpretation of the nature of their profession.
A mage who has stepped into the legendary realm, if his soul talent is a little better, he even has the potential to become a god.
Of course, these things are just far away.
Seeing Urs return to him after his victory, Thea stepped forward and handed back the dimensional storage bag containing the Impact Ring in her hand to Urs, and asked softly with amber eyes that fell on him with a slightly frightened look in her eyes, "You didn't really want to kill him at that time, did you?" β
"Who?" Urs took the dimensional bag.
"Dambert, of course." Glorydon interjected from the side, "That red-haired monkey in your mouth." β
The old thief was very grateful that the young man was willing to stand up for his old face, but he didn't really want to see excessive murder in the latter's body.
Unprovoked killing is an evil and immature act.
Urs knew what Groledon was thinking of himself, so he replied to the girl and the old man simply and bluntly: "Don't worry, I'm just going to give him a dismount." β
With that, he looked back at Draco, the powerful elven swordsman.
After watching the Red Scorpion Adventurer leave, Draco's eyes returned to the young man's face with a somewhat serious look, and he retracted the mage sword called the Philosophical Blade in his hand.
"You're the Imperial Knight who recently arrived in Twilight, your name is Urs, aren't you?"
"Long admired the Great Name, Mr. Draco. I'm Urs. The young man showed his respect for him, "As for knights, you can be a knight, and that title does not exist. β
"Yes, because this is not your empire." The blonde-haired, emerald-eyed elven swordsman looked calm, "This is Twilight City...... So Urs, adventurer, I put an end to your duel with Dambert and at the same time give you a warning. β
His voice fell, as if there was a deliberate pause, to prepare Urs, Thea, and Gloridon.
The three of them, including the young man, thought for a moment that what Draco was going to say next had something to do with the duel that had "almost" killed him.
However, after about two seconds, the handsome Elven Demon Swordsman told them, "Regarding the three-star mission you accepted, note that your battle location is the sewers, and the trolls' weaknesses are fire and acid. β
Then, with a smile that looked like kindness to the young, the girl, and the old, he calmly descended the stairs near the front desk of the hall back to the upstairs of the guild.
Urs turned his head in surprise, looking at his back as he went upstairs.
This...... Considered a warning?
He thought that the other party would scold him for pretending to kill Dambert not long ago.
Come to think of it, behind Draco Barton and Ted Hirst is Victedor, who has never made an official appearance in the eyes of the public in Twilight.
That Dragon Vein Mage City Lord...... Could it be that he connived at this?
But why? The reason?
Could it be ...... Does this have to do with the many doubts left in the copy of the painting labyrinth in the abandoned empty house?
His brown eyes blinked in his sockets, his eyebrows unconsciously cramped slightly to the side of his face, and there was a strange premonition in the depths of his heart that the full plot of Twilight might not be as clear and thorough as the information he knew in his previous life.
In this regard, CastaΓ±o's official screenwriters are paranoid maniacs who have created a large number of hidden plots that require players to meet certain conditions in order to enrich the game's world.
Urs was now unsure if he had unconsciously fallen into a pool of troubled waters.
However, he still kept a clear idea of the next steps of the plan, and then led the team out of the main entrance of the association and left this place under the gaze of the adventurers around him.
In a dimly lit corner of the hall, the mysterious spectator in the hooded black robe and the others present witnessed the three of them leave, roughly calculated the distance and time difference suitable for tracking, and then quietly disappeared into the crowd.
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A few minutes later, a street in the middle of the twilight city leading to the affluent district.
"Father, are your injuries serious?"
Carefully holding Dambert's arm, a young female warlock named Dorothy from the Red Scorpion Adventure looked worriedly at the red-haired leader beside her, who was also the man who existed as her father.
Dorothy is Dambert's daughter, who showed a talent for spellcasting when she was a child, but her ability to learn magic knowledge was inherently limited, so she became an adult and became a warlock caster in the Red Scorpion Adventure Group.
Perhaps due to the fact that the main attribute of the warlock is not intelligence but charm, her face is very beautiful, her eyes are like two bright gems, and on the shoulders of her robe and cloak is a long fiery red hair that inherits the color of her father's hair, and her proud figure is hidden under the wide robe.
Keeping a slightly awkward pace under his feet, Dambert glanced sideways at her with an indifferent expression: "It's not a big deal, a little cramp and sprain." β
"But that guy who seems to be named Urs was going to kill you!" Dorothy gritted her teeth.
"So what? Dorothy, what do you want me to do? Go and find someone to get revenge on him in private? The red-haired red scorpion leader sneered, "How old are you?" β
"I... I just think that Urs went too far. She pouted slightly, "And my father, in fact, you don't need to be so flamboyant in your usual style, right?" We're the number one group in the city, but there's more than one way to maintain the majesty of the team. β
Hearing this, Dambert suddenly stopped in silence.
"Father?"
"Dorothy, have you forgotten how I usually taught you?"
"I ......"
"The purpose of rules is not to be followed, but to be used." The doting on the Scorpion Leader's face turned serious in an instant, "Listen, Dorothy, is there a law in Twilight that says that kicking the door is not allowed to enter the Adventurers' Guild?" β
"It should ...... No. The red-haired Miss Warlock bowed her head.
"And what about swaggering like a nobleman? It is true that every time we travel, we do not put on a small group, which is bound to provoke the displeasure of the jealous, but who has decreed that we should not do this? β
"It should ...... Nor did it. Her voice grew quieter and quieter.
"Since there is no rule, it means that we can do that." Dambert continued with a cold face, "The weak obey the rules, the strong dominate the rules, and this is the meaning of order. β
"In Twilight, we're the number one group. As long as we don't challenge the authority of the city lord, we have the power and the strength to do anything that others want to do but are not capable of doing. I know there are quite a few people who are secretly jealous of the current status of the Red Scorpion Adventures, but it is nothing more than the useless buzz of flies, and it does us no real loss other than annoyance. β
"The reason why I didn't plan to take revenge on the young man named Urs in private is not because I am afraid of him, but because this kind of behavior that clearly violates the laws of Twilight City and the rules of the Adventurers' Guild will not only give a handle to those who are spying on us, but the reward will not have any prestige or material practical significance other than psychological satisfaction."
"As for the small party that has a problem with us, the job you need to do for them is to make them fear you, fear you, look up to you, and preferably never try to develop the courage and self-confidence to challenge you. The essence of the adventurer's profession is not to help each other, but to eat people. β
"We're stepping on everyone's heads today and have a higher priority than they do, which means we're eating their meat to get to where we are today, because many of the tasks they could have taken away have been taken away by us in the past. As long as resources are limited, the law of the jungle is absolutely effective. If one day we are trampled under the feet of others, others will eat our flesh and continue to grow stronger, and do their best to prevent us from rolling over and biting him. β
"Dorothy, the world is cruel. Believing in the light means that your innocence has not faded, and that you will roar out against the darkness and declare war on fear and pain with means more insidious and vicious than the darkness, for only by doing so can man rise above the cruel fate. β
"You... That's what taught me. Dorothy pursed her lips, closed her eyes and nodded her head earnestly.
"Well, that's right."
Satisfied, Dambert raised his hand and stroked his daughter's fiery hair.
Then, the gaze in his eyes turned his head to look back at the Adventurers' Guild, which had long been out of sight in the direction of the city gate area.
A slave knight of the Golden Wing Empire named Urs......
Hmph, it seems that the old fox of Victedo can't sit still anymore.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought to himself.
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PS: This is the end of the Guild skirmish plot.
Considering that this part of the plot is a bit misleading, the author of this garbage hereby assures you that the villain of Dambert is not simply used to slap his face.
The dragon vein mage city lord in chapter 20 plans to use the protagonist as a chess piece, so think about it from another angle, this guy usually jumps like this, isn't there a ghost behind him? Or is there anyone in the bureau who is taking advantage of him? What was his motivation for jumping like this? You always have to put on a show when you let the junglers catch the line, don't you? (Oh, am I a spoiler or a fog?) Uh, forget it, you guessed it, it's possible anyway-. -οΌ
The plot progress of the first volume is still in the layout stage, and I like to bury some foreshadowing when writing the book, and then gradually reveal those foreshadowings through clues in the climax (friends from the previous book should know my acrobatic problemβvβ)
Limited by the immature level of writing, I have to use a stupid way to elicit some clues, I hope you forgive me, I will slowly improve and improve in the process of writing.
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