Chapter 927: My Dear Brother (Third Update!) Ask for a commuter pass! )
"No... No way! Why is your level so high! ”
Ciel still didn't want to believe what she was seeing, she spent three days and three nights to improve the level of this game, and also found a lot of Nolan's server players to help team up to level up, only to barely reach the level of thirty.
For example, his father is busy with official duties, and he is not very good at playing magic net games, so the level is only sixteen.
This also caused him to be kind to his subordinates when he was usually busy, so that the subordinates with a high level of rift in the world would directly contact the king's 'complaint hotline' to report him.
But in addition to being amiable, he also had a headache to find a way to quickly increase the level of his magic net.
The latest law is absurd, but the nobility... In particular, the nobility who are sea tribes and not humans must abide by it.
"It's so tall when you're playing." The short-touch wand added this sentence for Hermina at this time.
In the eyes of the short-touch wand, it is a very strange thing that the current level has not reached level 60, and the players he usually communicates with on the World Rift have basically reached the state of level 60.
"This friend of the Iron Nation, do you mean that your level is also so high?" Someone suddenly asked.
Under the pressure of the other party, the short-touch wand had no choice but to show his magic web interface, and the character displayed on the interface was also a priest.
The sixty number on the character's level silenced the people around him who wanted to taunt the short-touch wand.
"But... It's just a max level! Our Nikaton family also has a full-level character, Lisen! ”
Ciel's comparison and jealousy began to overflow at this moment, and she was unwilling to lose to two outsiders on top of this, so she shouted out the younger generation of their family... The name of one of the youngest brothers.
The short-touch wand looked to the other side of the long table, it was a boy with wood-rimmed glasses, who seemed to be only fifteen years old, and he was wearing a long robe that the short-touch wand recognized at a glance... He is a current student at Nolan School of Magic and Wizardry.
He obediently opened his magic net and showed everyone that he was a player from the tribe, and the character he used was a warrior who had reached level 60.
"How! Miss Hermina! Ciel didn't seem to be going to let Hermina have a quiet dinner.
Hermina's gaze glanced at the little boy with a full-level account, and he also timidly glanced at Hermina's magic web interface.
"Sister Syr!" He hurriedly whispered to Ciel beside him, "This character of mine is not at all... Her opponents. ”
"Not an opponent... Aren't you all max-level accounts? And Miss Hemina is still playing as a priest! ”
Cill doesn't understand what two characters of the same rank are not opponents, the most important thing is that Hemina is playing a priest with little combat power, and her brother is playing a warrior.
"Equipment level." He whispered a period that only players after the full level would care, "I remember His Majesty's order, and I also added that the equipment should be as good as possible, so in the case of the same level, we are all better than the equipment level." ”
"Equipment?"
Cier is also a novice who has only been in the field for three days, and he is still in a state of ignorance in this regard.
"There's still a big gap in equipment, Miss Sill... Most of your brother's body is of rare quality, and the weapons and clothes are epic. ”
The short-touch wand almost laughed out loud at this time, after all, after playing the world rift for so long, this game account is another short-touch wand one of the few... Something to show off.
Now that he can finally show off wantonly, his psychology has a sense of superiority that has floated to the sky for a while.
In order to further make her aware of the gap between the two sides, she logged into the game and opened her equipment slot.
As a result, Ciel's younger brother named Lisson choked up, his eyes staring straight at the large pile of epic equipment in the short-touch wand equipment slot.
The Molten Lord's Healing Robe, item level 88, additional 28 stamina, 20 intelligence, 14 all-round attributes, requires equipment level 60.
Two heals increase intelligence by 20, four healings allow you to gain a molten shield that absorbs 500 damage when they burst out, and six activates the set effect: Molten Lord's mercy Your healing spell grants the healed a molten shield that absorbs up to 500 damage, has a cooldown of 5 seconds, and deals damage based on your intelligence when the shield is broken.
Soul Forge of the Rift Soul: Soul of Ragnaros, Lord of the Firedemons: The effect of the Truth Word Shield you use on others will have a scorching aura applied, and the hatred that dealt damage will be returned to the target of the release.
Enchantment: Healing Touch increases spell power by 10 and mana regeneration by 5 per second......
Cill was stunned when he looked at the series of instructions on this equipment, including the rest of the Nikaton family, who were already in a sluggish state.
At this moment, Cier glanced at his brother's equipment again, the quality was blue, and there were only one or two lines of description of increasing attributes on it, and there were a lot of other set effects, all of which were not available for rift forging and the like!
Ciel quickly thought of the equipment she was wearing, which she could treat as tatters, and shame quickly welled up in her heart.
"Anti... Anyway, Lison, you can get these strange pieces of equipment with a little time. With the last bit of courage, Cill uttered the words.
As a result, not long after her words were spoken, the younger brother beside her hurriedly shook his head.
"Sister! These pieces of equipment can only be obtained from the Heroic Molten Heart dungeon! The guild I added can't even beat the ordinary level... And now... Now on the heroic stele of the Molten Heart, only twenty-four guilds have been defeated. ”
"It's just a game!"
The last bit of Sil that she could take out to confront Hermina was shattered by her brother's own hands, leaving her with no face to stay here.
She threw down the sentence to herself and turned to leave the restaurant.
"Isn't it going too far?" The short-touch wand watched as Ciel pushed the door open and left, glancing at Hemina beside her.
He did the last thing he usually should have done, and that was to annoy a nobleman!
"Don't worry about it, is there anything else you have to say?" Hemina seemed to have become the head of the family at this point, although she was still very quiet.
The sons of the nobility, who still wanted to talk to Hermina, stopped being bored and began to eat dinner quietly.
The Short-Touch Wand was the first to finish this dinner, after all, he didn't stop the knife and fork in his hand the whole time.
After eating, he found an excuse to leave the restaurant for a while, and the balcony facing the sea was outside.
The scenery of the moonlight falling on the sea in the middle of the night is very enjoyable, but the short touch of the wand vaguely sees a little on the horizon in the distance... Gray mist.
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ps This chapter is actually owed yesterday ... But I'm still asking for a commuter pass support!!