Blood of Mercury

After confirming that the Shanmin siblings stole his letter of introduction, Roland immediately went south.

It takes about a day for this bureau to see results. Roland's time was precious, and he had to act elsewhere while the line advanced.

A long time ago, Roland remembered the location of every important NPC in the City of Fortune. Each of them can bring huge benefits to Roland.

Of course, before that, Roland must first ask himself what he lacks the most.

Is it equipment? No, Roland has a complete set of black vines. Equipment below dark blue cannot improve Roland at all, and equipment above this limit is not something that Roland can get by ordinary means.

Well, usually means.

So, is it a feature?

Roland had previously had the idea of ​​​​advancing warriors into weapon masters before transferring to the death crow. Because within a period of time when the death crow officially started to change jobs, the profession of the Ashes would weaken to the point where there was almost no combat effectiveness. Roland must have another profession to help him get through the slump, and at the same time, it would not drag down his combat effectiveness in the later stage.

But so many weapon specialization features are not something that can be completed in a short time, unless Roland can find a weapon master above the gold rank, directly learn their attack posture with experience, and force the weapon specialization level of the corresponding weapon up. .

The problem was that Roland couldn't find that kind of master at all. Even if he finds it, Roland's experience is definitely not enough for him to learn even the simplest trick.

After all, the strength of a weapon master lies in their posture and weapon specialization level. A weapon master who has more than seven specializations and has advanced to the golden rank by the orthodox route can be said to have no weaknesses.

Not even seven—the bow, the chain hammer, the rapier, the fist sword, and the stabbing shield are enough for them to handle most of the battles at the same time. And the weapon master's stance ability is the strongest among all common advanced occupations of warriors - the strongest, and naturally the most expensive.

Even if Roland used experience to learn the low-level stance of smashing and attacking, he still needed to provide more experience than he had to advance one level.

So, the world is fair.

Occupations such as weapon masters and wizards are slow to form, and require a lot of time to learn some skills after leveling up. After forming, they are naturally extremely powerful.

And like a mercenary, a profession that can only rely on characteristics to improve its combat effectiveness, it is impossible to learn such powerful skills. Although they were almost able to display the combat effectiveness of the first rank when they had just changed jobs, once they surpassed the golden rank, this profession without powerful skills would show a decline.

Although the weapon master has a professional punishment of not being able to wear heavy armor, it is nothing to Roland at all.

Anyway, the death crow also has the occupational punishment of metal allergy. When these two occupations are together, it can be said that they will not drag each other down at all.

The problem is that, although it is not difficult to obtain the characteristics of weapon specialization, it is a water-grinding effort, and it is definitely not something that can be done in a few days.

But Roland doesn't have much time.

He must destroy the city of wealth before Anros and the others reach the agreed place. To be precise, three days and four nights.

In three days, let the city of wealth become history, and Roland naturally understands how difficult it is.

But it is this kind of challenge that is almost impossible to succeed that can attract the attention of the long-term mentor, isn't it?

Roland smiled slightly, avoiding a hand that held a handkerchief and stretched out to his mouth, then mercilessly took out the sword, dividing the owner of that hand and its hand into two.

Under Roland's dance-like movements, not even a drop of blood splattered on her.

"Misery, are you trying to dirty me with your dirty brains?" Roland said, his voice was cold and slightly hoarse, "Then come on, before I leave this street, use the turbid white color in your body. The liquid fills me up—"

That beautiful figure almost dissolved in the dark night without lights, as beautiful and deadly as a fairy of shadows.

Seeing "she" lay the sword flat on her chest, bow gracefully, and perform a salute to hold the sword, the darkness around her finally couldn't hold back, and it was about to move.

The current location is Baiye Avenue. The rule is that after night falls, all crimes that happen here will not be admitted.

Twenty minutes later, Miss Helland licked the white liquid dripping from her fingertips, with a strange blush on her face, and walked into the brightly lit Golden Lion Avenue from the shadows.

The most famous rule here is that sneak attacks and sneaking are strictly prohibited. If you want to get anything, you need to challenge. And in the same way, once you fail, you need to give everything you have.

——It is everything.

Because of this neat and tidy style, the powerhouses gathered here are among the best in the entire city of wealth, not to mention the silver-rank powerhouses, even the gold-ranked ones. To keep the street fresh, each challenge starts with the weakest and gradually increases in difficulty.

Under this kind of wheel battle, almost anyone who comes to this street will become a part of this street - whether it is the residents of this street or the "private property" shared by everyone, it needs another challenge to decide.

Different from those young men who were gasping for breath, some people with vicious eyes vaguely followed the light to see that the color and texture of the liquid held by Hurland's fingertips seemed a bit wrong.

"Come back! That's-"

It's too late.

The first young man to challenge was opened in less than two seconds. Afterwards, everyone looked at Hurland with a terrified expression, and smashed the young man's brain with his slender five fingers ~www.NovelMTL.com~ greedily licking.

A terrifying thought appeared in the minds of the elders on this street—

"She's a brain eater! Don't come near her!"

An old man with gray hair and leaning on a cane shouted sharply, "The brain eater can **** away brains just by kissing! If you don't want to die, stay away from her!"

Helland glared at him as if dissatisfied, and the old man clenched the crutches in his hand nervously, waiting for him.

Fortunately, the "brain eater" seemed to be full, stared at him fiercely for a while, and then walked away bored.

The old man was instantly wet behind him.

Brain eaters belong to the underground race and are hard to see above the ground. He had only seen this dangerous race because he had ventured underground when he was young.

The brain eater will become more and more powerful as the amount of brains used increases, and the appearance will become more and more beautiful. In other words, this is a race that the more beautiful it is, the more dangerous it is.

The brain-eaters he had seen were definitely not as beautiful as the ones in front of them, but they had already reached the golden level...

After Hurland left, the old man immediately summoned a few people and ordered them in a low voice to immediately tell a few friendly streets about the appearance of the Brain Eater and her appearance, so that they should pay attention.

Then he thought about it and decided to go to Baiye Avenue to see how the group of people was doing.

If he guessed correctly, the current Baiye Avenue should be very bright.

"That direction..."

The old man looked at the place where the "brain eater" was going, thinking.

If he remembered correctly, there should be a rebellious druid's position there.

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