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"MP is handling the case! Be honest!"

Just when the basilisk raised its knife and slashed hard at Gill on the ground, two figures appeared directly on its back. Then one pressed its head, and the other pulled its hands back, and used His knees touched his back and they were pressed to the ground.

It looks like JC is stopping a vicious gangster.

Gill, who was lying on the ground, looked there blankly, and then saw a warlock in black robes walking up to him, stretching his legs and kicking him, and asked: "Are you dead?"

Gil was so paralyzed that he couldn't even move his tongue, and could only make a hiccup sound from his throat. When the warlock saw it, he raised his hand and pointed, and Gil's abnormal state was lifted.

Then, the MP warlock knelt down, took out a photo of an adventurer wearing a desert robe, handed it over and asked, "Have you seen this sir?"

"He is the Lord Brave?" Gil was stunned when he saw the photo. What was even more surprising was that MP actually came to look for him in person?

"That's right, have you seen it before?" The warlock still asked in a cold and indifferent tone.

Gil shook his head, saying no, and then quickly asked: "What's wrong, Lord Brave?"

"Nothing, we need to find this gentleman." Seeing that nothing could be done, the warlock stood up directly, waved his hand back, and shouted: "Let's go, go to the next place to ask."

Gil watched the knights stand up from the basilisk's back, planning to leave directly as if nothing had happened.

And he could clearly see the basilisk staring at him with an angry face - it couldn't beat the MP, but it could still deal with weak humans.

"Mr. MP! Please wait a moment!" Gil quickly grabbed the warlock's robe and shouted loudly: "Can you take me away with you?!"

"No, we are working on a case. Let me go."

"Then can you get the life card in his hand for me? This guy just robbed my things! I want to report it!"

Gil pointed at the life card held by the basilisk and shouted loudly, this was his last hope.

The warlock turned around and took a look, raising his head to where it was. Just as the basilisk climbed up and stared at Gil, ready to vent its anger on him, he suddenly discovered that the death knight who had left had turned back.

After seeing the bully monster, he quickly opened his mouth to say something in common language.

boom!

One of the knights raised his foot and swung his leg across its face. Immediately, the basilisk tilted its neck and flew several meters away, and the life card in its hand almost fell to the warlock's feet. .

This is the end of highway robbery!

"It's back to its original owner. Are you okay now?" The magician threw the life card that only adventurers can use to Jill. After finishing it, he waved his hand and the three of them disappeared together.

Now, Gil slowly stood up, holding the knife, and with a grin on his face slowly walked towards the basilisk, which had its neck tilted to one side on the ground, its whole body convulsing, and a look of horror on its face.

Lott, who was wandering around in the form of a spirit body, quickly floated over after hearing a commotion nearby. When he saw Gil, whom he had not seen for a long time, he was stunned for a long time - he was squatting next to the basilisk corpse and searching for it. With belongings.

"I haven't seen this guy for so long, why is he still so virtuous?"

Lott looked at the mercenary sitting on the ground with a silly smile on his face, counting gold coins, and shook his head.

Then he looked around and sighed: "I don't know how long this transparency effect will last. Are Maria and the others okay?"

At this time, Lott saw the branches and leaves swaying in the distance, and something was touching here.

Realizing that the danger was approaching, Lott subconsciously patted his back to warn him, but unfortunately his arm went directly through Gil's body.

Nope.

Just when Lott was surprised, he saw the mercenary shivering for no reason, then he shrank his neck and turned his head to look.

This made Lott subconsciously look down at his invisible hands again.

He only knew the general function of the various skills of the brave. For example, this transparent human skill, Lott knew that it was used to avoid monsters, but he did not expect that it would be such an evasive method.

It's a pity that Lott doesn't have the memory of a hero. After searching in his mind, it seems that there are many complex skills. The functions sound common, but the actual effect is unknown.

Shaking his head to get rid of all the worries in his mind, Lott once again stretched out his hand through the back of Jill's neck.

Gil felt a chill on his back, and stood up with a whoosh. Then he hurriedly turned his head to look, only to realize that someone was approaching from behind.

They are two adventurers.

"What? I thought it was a monster." Gil looked at the other side and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lott glanced at this guy, then turned his head again to look at the two elk monsters disguised as human adventurers - they were level 40.

One of the people on the other side glanced at the basilisk on the ground, then looked at Gil, frowned and asked, "Have you seen the brave man?"

"No, the MP just came over and asked." Gil replied impatiently. He really wanted to get rid of these two guys so that he could continue his great career of finding corpses.

"MP?" One of them was extremely strange, and the other one beside him immediately explained to him: "They are the knights in silver armor and the warlocks in black robes we saw on the road when we came here."

"oh."

At this time, Gil, who was about to turn around, heard the conversation on the other side. His eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly approached and said, "Are you just here?"

"Yes." One of them nodded.

Gil immediately took out a flyer and walked towards the opposite side and said: "If you have just come here, you haven't joined the guild yet, right? Come, I recommend you."

"No need, we have big things to do here." The other person waved his hands and shook his head.

"What's more important than joining my guild to make a lot of money?!"

In the face of new members, Jill was so thirsty that she almost refused to refuse them.

After hearing this, the person on the other side frowned and said, "Isn't the matter of the brave man considered a big deal?"

Lott, who was floating aside, was shocked when he heard this. What he said was a bit strange.

The elk monster tugged on the companion next to him and whispered: "The great priest has an order not to be made public, have you forgotten?!"

When the guy next to him heard this, he quickly shut his mouth, then waved to Jill, who kept approaching them, and left quickly like shooing away flies.

"Cut~"

Gil gestured with his middle finger to the two people who left, and then went back to touch his body.

Lott floated behind the two elk monsters and followed them quietly. He felt that the background of these two guys was a bit unusual.

"It's really strange. The high priest clearly said that the aura of the 117th generation brave has disappeared in this city, and the Sword of Chosen has also returned. Doesn't this evidence show that the 117th generation of braves is dead? Why is he alive again now? ?”

The Sword of the Brave is the key token for Lot to become the chosen one, otherwise he would just be regarded as a candidate brave appointed by a certain king.

After the death of the brave men of the previous generations, the swords they carry with them will also disappear, and it will be quite troublesome to recreate such a magical weapon. Therefore, the 116th generation of brave men specially created a different kind of chosen sword.

This sword will return to the original stone monument in Erin Town when the hero dies, thus eliminating the tedious step of re-forging it.

When the chosen person is tired and no longer wants to shoulder the mission, he can go back to the high priest to apply for retirement, and then insert the sword back into the stone tablet - since he is recognized by the Sword of the Brave, then this person's quality is undoubtedly It's the best.

Only those who uphold justice in their hearts, eliminate evil and promote good can draw the sword of the brave and become the chosen ones.

And now, there is such an institution that specializes in training brave men. They received the news that "Brave Lotto" has died, so they specially sent people here to investigate. After confirming that the brave man is really dead, he will go back to recover.

Then all the tribes were notified, and the best representatives were sent to the great priest to receive the blessing and baptism of the brave candidates, and then they went to Erin Town to draw the sword.

In other words, the ceremony to select the brave will begin again, just like in the dream.

But now, it is clear that the brave Lott is dead, but when the two special commissioners arrived here, they heard that he was still alive. What is going on?

Therefore, the special correspondents rushed to this small island where brave men are said to be haunted to check the situation.

But they searched for a long time, and found nothing except for the adventurers and basilicas who were shouting and killing on the road, as well as a group of knights and warlocks full of murderous intent looking for people.

“This place is really weird”

"Yes, the buildings in this dungeon are different from anything we have seen before, and the mechanical magic is simply unheard of."

"No, I have seen similar mechanical magic on another continent, but it looks rougher than the one here. It is also hot, wet, and dirty. It makes my whole body uncomfortable after staying there for a long time."

"I didn't expect you have been to so many places."

"That is, you don't know, there are many continents out there, and there are many different types of civilizations."

"So what kind of civilization does this belong to?"

Halfway through, the two of them encountered a half-basilisk boss. The guy was holding a fainted adventurer in his hand.

Lott originally thought about raising these basilisks in captivity like adventurers, but then he heard Vickers report that the energy emitted by the mermaids on the seabed, which numbered over 10,000 and were all mid- to high-level units, was not continuous. Not even a fraction of that of an ordinary human being.

Those salted fish hide in the bottom of the sea all year round, neither happy nor sad, just like practitioners, silently absorbing magic power and then upgrading.

The same goes for the basilisks. Since they have no natural enemies, they only get a little emotional when they go to catch fish in the sea. At other times, they don't give any energy to the dungeon.

Emotions are equal to energy, and the burst of emotions comes from desires. Whether it is to survive, to find food, or to have a good mood, as long as there is that desire in the heart, emotions can be generated.

But these basilicas and the group of salted fish at the bottom of the sea just want to stay there and swallow magic power. How can they produce desires like this?

Only stimulation from the outside can make them have the desire to hunt or survive, and then emotional energy will come out.

Therefore, basilicas cannot be kept in captivity. All Lott can do is to use them to stimulate the emotions of adventurers, and then free up the island for the next wave of monsters to come to practice.

The Elk Monster pointed at the half-basilisk BOSS in front of him and said with a smile: "These monsters can only be called a community. They have not developed any special civilization. If we really want to say that, they have realized that they can enter the world by sucking magic power." The ability to upgrade to the next level."

That is, relying on spiritual energy to upgrade.

Ordinary monsters and humans can only gain experience points, that is, soul energy, through battles to upgrade.

Dungeons rely on emotional energy.

This is the strange thing about this world. Each creature here has its own way to understand its own way of upgrading:

Magic = spiritual energy

Experience = Soul Energy

Emotion = emotional energy

Lott really benefited a lot from listening to the conversation between the two monsters along the way. The two of them should be regarded as scholars.

No.

While the two were chatting and laughing, they just flicked their fingers. The whole body of the basilisk boss in front of them was like a deflated rubber ball, and it instantly withered - out of breath.

At this time, Lott's transparency skill lost its effect and he stood quietly behind the two of them.