This means that the Frosty Sword has changed to [Assemble] mode, and he has gained all of the additional stats of this Excellence-level weapon.

However, in order to verify a conjecture in his heart, he opened the system and looked at the character information of his companions and Miss Mage one by one:

Under the nourishment of this wave of experience points, Miss Mage Lady's Ladia has been increased from LV5 to LV7, Scott has been increased from LV1 to LV3, and Oliver and Levine have reached the upper limit of the civilian stage of LV10 together;

Sure enough, the natives can also increase their strength by earning experience points!

He found that a bright path was paving in front of him - if he raised the entire Wolf Bandit Gang to a certain level of strength, what he possessed would become a force not to be underestimated.

Full awakening? All extraordinary? And then to the later......

Flames swept through the corridor in front of her, and a trace of scorched breath wafted in the air, and when Miss Mage Radia blasted three fireball spells in a row, only some blackened ashes remained on the dark red carpet. Gross, who was covered in armor, glanced at him and walked forward.

Except for the vines, everything else in the palace remained the same - the world in the dungeon was different from the outside, and the objects and decorations around it were not real, it was closer to a special law of independence.

In the world of Illuson, if an object is real, then it must be traceable to cause and effect. Just like an ordinary iron sword, it is forged by a blacksmith and made of iron ingots and other auxiliary materials, and after a long period of use, it breaks or loses its sharpness and melts back into molten iron or buries deep in dust, which is a specific cause and effect.

Any object does not exist only in a moment in the dimension of time, it is more like an endless thread, closely entangled with other things, and for various reasons extend to unpredictable places.

This is the law of the cause and effect line of all things.

This principle is reversed and still holds.

In other words, the existence of a causal line is a sufficient and necessary condition for everything in the world to maintain its true state. In the game, except for the special group of players themselves, everything else obeys this origin setting.

So, walking through the palace, those exquisite antique vases, gold and silver vessels, vivid landscapes and human paintings, and large pieces of pure and immaculate crystal on the dome are carved and carved from charms, which seem to be worth a lot, but in fact they are all just some illusory things.

Levin couldn't help but stretch out his greedy claws, and the rational bandit leader decisively stopped him.

When it comes to Rael's liking, Gross is not inferior to anyone present, but he knows very well that these things can't bring out copies.

"Mr. Gross, what is this?"

After walking through this section of nearly 100 meters of corridor, the palace became open, and in front of them, there was a spacious hall, more than 200 square meters, filled with a faint soft light.

In the middle of the hall is a large marble table with no traces of splicing, occupying almost a third of the space. Around this long table, seven large chairs are neatly arranged, making it difficult to see the material.

The pitch-black back of the chair is decorated with a strange text in different shapes.

As Gross stared at the chairs, he knew he was at the heart of the copy of "Waiting for the Thorns"—the strange texts were prayers from the orthodox knights of the Arlandian period, and the content of the texts was a short poem, and their combination was a profound metaphor for the seven virtues of knights.

The seven chairs represent the seven warrior spirits waiting here.

Thinking of this, Gross couldn't help but glance at Oliver, the Heroic Spirit he mentioned not long ago was about to appear in front of him at this time-

Miss Mage was on high alert, and the vines in front of her turned into piles of ashes under the blow of the fireball spell along the way, and she always followed behind Gross - the bandit leader's actions seemed to be unusually familiar with everything here, which couldn't help but make her suspicious again.

Gross walked over to one of the seats.

The graphic text on the back of the chair refers to "bravery", one of the seven virtues of knighthood - a setting in the game dungeon that examines the player's knowledge of the backstory of "Waiting for Thorns".

And Sean Afladi, the young viscount who died in the Battle of Cerris, with his fearless knightly spear, left behind a story that is undoubtedly a hymn to "bravery" - compared to the nobles who fled during the "Fog Pine War", his actions are indeed brave enough.

Brave, but without brains.

Gross's finger landed on the back of his chair.

War derives heroes, but war is never a matter of heroes alone-

The iron hooves of the Tassias broke through the western border of the kingdom, and when they bypassed the fortress of Tarun from the mountain path, the people and the local lords and nobles panicked one by one, some fled in a hurry, and some chose to resist...... In this situation, the local lords, who lacked unified command, were defeated one by one by Tasya's generals.

This was the situation in the early days of the "Fog Pine War".

It's a pity that the Viscount Afradi died in the foolish bondage of his own knightly virtues - the relationship between the lord and the populace? The people paid taxes to the lord, and the lord assumed the duty of guardianship. In the thousands of years of history of the kingdom and even the continent, it has been a long-standing hot topic.

But what the bards sing about is often tragedy.

Gross turned the chair upside down—every time he moved a chair, a Heroic Spirit appeared. And the real boss is only the one who means "brave". The other Immortals will also engage in intense battles with the player, but they do not have any drops other than providing an amount of XP.

In the current situation, Gross decided to get the dungeon's drops first.

The blue blade was pulled out of the scabbard with a "bang"—

On the side of the seat, a hazy silhouette of a figure gradually protruded.

"Chief, is this the Heroic Spirit?"

Oliver was not complacent about his prophecy, staring at the sight in front of Gross without blinking. Scott and Levine held their breath as they tightened their grips on their weapons.

"Mr. Gross, is there any difference between a Heroic Spirit and a Ghost?"

Miss Mage stood three feet away from Gross, not knowing what was going on in her little head, and she couldn't help but ask when she saw the silhouette of the figure quickly become solidified.

"The difference?"

Gross swung a sword in his right hand, but the shield in his left hand was in front of him—the blade of the sword slashed through the body of the Heroic Spirit without hindrance, and the Heroic Spirit was stretching its arm.

The Heroic Spirit holds a war spear in his arm. A simple, unfettered stab slashed at the raised shield, sending sparks flying in all directions—Gross slashed diagonally with a backhand, the blade still piercing through the air, and it didn't look like it had done any damage to the Heroic Spirit at all.

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The second update! o(∩_∩)o Set up a flag, and then make up a whole number of 13 recommended votes, and continue the third update in the evening.