Chapter 104: Richard Wakes Up
PS: The previous chapter added a few hundred words because of the number of words, and friends who haven't read it must go back and take a look. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
――――――――
"Take some time to sell these potions, I have to prepare for the cultivation of the Stigmata Master." Richard thought silently, and glanced at the experience value in the upper right corner, and there were still 15 points left to be promoted to QQ member level 2.
At that time, the new Silver Wish will be opened, the highest quality equipment will be upgraded from blue to purple, and the purchasable equipment in the Big QB Project will also be upgraded to green equipment.
Thinking about it this way, it is really a loss to draw bronze prayers, and the probability of exploding white clothes is very high, so it is better to be promoted to QQ member level 2 and buy green clothes directly.
The last time he burst out with blue bright talent, his pure character exploded, and when he put away the interface, Richard looked at his swollen hands with a headache, and his skin was bruised and purple, hot and painful.
First released a healing technique for himself to reduce some pain, Richard Wu pondered to himself and said, "It seems that after blessing the body of the God of War, my strength can be comparable to that of a fourth-level peak warrior. ”
"In other words, the body of the god of war can be forcibly raised by one level!"
But the Goblin Lord is a fifth-level demonic beast, and logically speaking, its physical strength is not as good as that of a sixth-level warrior, but it also has a fifth-level peak. Why was Richard able to stand up to it?
In fact, this is inseparable from the privileges of healers and super QQ members.
First of all, the low-level strength increased by two percent, allowing him to touch the fifth-level door.
The privileges, speed and strength of super QQ members have increased by one percent again, and at this time, they can barely compete with the goblin lords. If he is more skilled in magic and can release it faster, there is hope that he will win the battle.
The conclusion was that Richard had too many things to master, and that his time at Canolan was too short, and that he understood many theories well, but could not integrate them.
It's like a doctor who is full of economic wealth, and when he is allowed to do it himself, the disadvantages will come out.
The head can react, but the body can't keep up!
Not to mention anything else, Richard's broken branch was about to vomit, and he felt that the most important thing at the moment was to change a staff.
After contemplating and summing up, he smiled bitterly and found that at this stage, his physical strength was far stronger than magic, and only when a magician reached the seventh level would a qualitative change occur.
The seventh-level magic with a super large range and super high damage, as long as it hits the warrior head-on, it will basically be killed on the spot.
The biggest disadvantage is that the body is fragile, once they get close, the other party will slap the mage's skull off.
Richard had no such concerns. Most likely, by the time his magic level reached level seven, his physical strength would already be level eight or even higher... If someone rushes over and slaps him on the head, he may not be able to tell who is being pumped away.
That's true, but master a defensive magic and be prepared. So, he plans to buy the Crystallized Shield Magic at auction.
"Let's go to the Blood Tiger Mercenary Group tomorrow, I remember they have Philosopher's Stone People there."
Richard muttered.
The Philosopher's Stone Man is a tool for measuring strength, like a modern boxing machine, and when you punch it, it immediately shows how many kilograms you have. The Philosopher's Stone Man is something similar, but only for low-level warriors.
After the warrior is promoted to the seventh level, he masters the release of fighting energy, and the destructive power is greatly improved, and it doesn't make much sense to test the strength.
Richard was in a lot of pain, and he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't sleep.
I just went to take a cold shower, and secretly opened the door of my sister's room to take a look, and the girl slept soundly.
After taking a shower, I feel more energetic.
Sit cross-legged on the balcony, meditate, and enter a meditative state.
The characteristics of the light system's talents, and the privileges of super QQ members, make his meditation speed nearly double that of ordinary people.
The capacity of the magic crystal is half larger than when it was just upgraded to the third level, and it is estimated that it will be able to break through in ten or so days.
After practicing two Noorings, Richard felt tired and went back to bed and fell asleep.
…
…
It was dark, and the old man finally hurried back to Bekaa City from Ironwall, turned a carriage, and hurried towards the village of Badom in a hurry.
The groom was a young man, and when he saw the old man with a smile on his face, he chatted, "Master Magician, what happened, and you are so happy?" ”
In the past, the old man of fire would never give up his identity to talk to the groom, but this time it was different, his mood was so good, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Hehe, a vast magic road is unfolding in front of my eyes, and I want to embark on a new journey." ”
The groom laughed twice, the heart path magician is really mysterious, and any words are unfathomable.
…
…
It was about eight o'clock in the morning, and after a night of tossing and turning, Marin in Bekaa City finally waited for good news.
The tracking eyeliner returned, detailing Richard's address.
Marin's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he smiled evilly: "Jie, you wait for me here, we will have a good time later." ”
Big white bed, clean red. naked, covering his chest with a quilt, looking depressed. Hearing Marlin speak, she nodded silently.
Dressed in good clothes, Marin was dressed in good spirits, and a night of wind and rain could not dispel his evil in the slightest. Nian, as long as he thought of Liya's long hair, he shook his crotch, and felt that he could fight for another three hundred rounds.
Greeting the two strong men, the three of them rode in a carriage and hurried towards the village of Badom.
…
…
Lying on the hospital bed, Hain received an exciting piece of good news.
A nobleman has come to see him!
Over the years, he spent a lot of gold coins to attend aristocratic banquets, in order to meet aristocratic friends. Now, they personally deigned to come to Hain, not to recognize what it is?
Ignoring his father's obstruction, he gritted his teeth and took off the bandage, but fortunately, the healer's healing skills allowed him to recover a little, and he could barely get out of bed and walk.
According to Hain: What is it to have a friend from afar, wearing a bandage?
Dressed in the best dress, tied up, meticulously combed his blonde hair, and recalling a few babbling words of meeting, Hain confidently came to the reception room.
Marin sat there.
The hot tea on the table didn't move, and his fingers kept tapping on the armrest.
He was impatient. A small country nobleman made him wait so long, who gave him the face?
Finally, Hain, dressed in costume, walked out, with a smile on his face, hugged Marin very warmly, and said, "My dear friend, this is a reunion that has not been seen for a long time. ”
Unfortunately, Marin didn't appreciate it.
He glanced Hain up and down disdainfully, and sneered, "Where did you get this dress from a copycat?" It bears the mark of the Merlin workshop, but the petals of the plum blossoms are missing, which is a fake. ”
Being seen through at a glance, Hain's face was embarrassed.
The silk fabrics of the Merlin Workshop were famous in the Kingdom of Marty, and a decent aristocratic dress often cost more than fifty gold coins, and Hain was only the son of a small village chief and could not afford such an expensive thing.
Coughing twice in embarrassment, he finally realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Marin's intention was very different from what he imagined...