The Amber Sword

Brando lined up the eleven handicraft-like daggers, then smashed the tree crystal from the dead animal with a silver hammer and melted it into the alchemy liquid, and he turned back and said:

“Tama, why don't you give it a try? ”

“Me?” The middle-aged man standing behind Brando was slightly stunned, but his face revealed a leap forward. The future alchemist was silent on a weekday basis, but he couldn't help but talk about alchemy.

But there's not much to talk about, and it's not as good as trying. Though Tama hangs the name of an alchemist in the House of Lords, she helps purify a little insignificant material on weekdays - after all, most noblemen with a little identity have their own alchemists and do not easily reveal their secrets.

So this is the first time Tama has refined a magical object herself. So he looked at the 11 daggers, and for a moment his throat couldn't stand to move.

Brando smiled and nodded. Tama's alchemy skills rose rapidly, and the first time he met, he speculated that he should have Level 3 alchemy based on the actual abilities and experience of the other party, but now he's estimated to be almost Level 5.

At this rate, it won't be long before this future alchemist is expected to surpass him in the ranks of professional alchemists, which forces Brando to admire the power of his talents.

And, of course, thanks to a month's extensive practice of purifying Moonlight grass, fluorescent moss and black magicians - Brando's own alchemy skills have been locked into the fifth level as a civilian, simply throwing away all the opportunities for practice to this future alchemist, which has led to Tama's rapid progress over the past month.

But the alchemist seemed so unconscious of his gift that Brando revealed his intention to recruit, who happily agreed, thanks to both the grace of his life and the grace of his encounter, and even took the initiative to reduce the vast majority of commissions. Brando would have offered 30,000 annuities, but the future master of alchemy lived only a symbolic sixth.

Five thousand gold hires a master alchemist, and that's not the only price a minister pays. But Brando wasn't worried, because noble alchemists were very private and generally wouldn't leave the contract, and he believed he could afford to keep Tama even in the future.

Because no one knows what this alchemist can do better than he does.

“Okay, I'll try.” Middle-aged people think only for a moment and should come down immediately.

Brando smiled, and what he appreciated was the confidence of the other person in his area of expertise.

When the alchemy lab calmed down, the young man suddenly pulled a book of noble historical magazines from one side of the bookshelf and read it. His knowledge of nobility and crematology had reached level 6 over the past few days, thus reaching level 11 for scholars.

In addition to upgrading his military swordsmanship to level (6 +1), first aid to level 4, and white crow swordsmanship to level 2, he also developed a combination of weapons mastery (mercenary), crossbow specialization (mercenary), hiding and tree toughness.

Weapon proficiency is the proprietary skill of mercenaries and fighters and the core skill of mercenaries. It has only one level, and the core presentation has only one sentence: the role that possesses this skill is like systematically learning how to use all military, improvised weapons, even if he has never been trained to do so before.

This skill, to be honest, is to save a lot of skill experience and also meet the multifaceted character of a mercenary on the battlefield. Good things have calculated how much skill experience a character would waste if he wanted to be good at all weapons and not learn this skill. The end result is about 12,000 to 13,000, and this consumption is a huge investment even in the later stages of the game.

So many other part-time mercenary fighters in the game are often for this skill. In other words, however, few professions other than fighters and mercenaries use that much weaponry.

Crucifixion, on the other hand, is about the in-depth training of crossbows. Different professions tend to have different weapons specialties, but mercenaries possess almost all weapons specialty skills except wands, scepters and scepters. He went even further than a warrior in that regard. After all, mercenaries were synonymous with multifaceted hands, and he could even practice magic, but the result was mastery, which was the biggest flaw in the mercenary profession.

Concealment skills come from occupations such as nightingales, which often move in the dark, while tree toughness comes from Druids. This is a proactive self-protection skill and one of Druid's most practical non-core skills (*). It can transform your whole body into trunks over a period of time, increasing your natural protection by 50% per grade.

This skill is extremely useful with a large number of natural protective amulets and is one of the most commonly used tactical architectures of late Brando.

Of course, these two skills are priced explicitly at the Royal Institute of Geography (*) in Prague, and young people naturally won't let go. Opportunities to learn cross-career skills are inherently limited, not to mention that they do not require assignments.

Of course, after completing these skills, hundreds of skill experiences that were easily squeezed from the scholars' careers are consumed. In fact, Brando also knows that in-game skill experience is inherently a compensatory tool, and the game requires more players to upgrade their skills by practicing and using them - it's just that Brando doesn't have this American time right now.

Thinking he had a great battle in the Tsim Shi Valley, swordsmanship was only about to turn into 6 +2.

But the book on Brando's side didn't turn a few pages, and Tama's alchemy was done there. The future alchemist, excited to bring a dagger, said as if a child was showing off his toys:

“My Lord, it's done! ”

“So soon?” Brando took a sneak peek and the hourglass fell only a third: “Waste free? ”

“No.” Tama shook her head confidently.

Brando couldn't help but marvel at the fact that there was no scrap for his first attempt at magic, which was not something ordinary people could do. Remember, he had a 46% failure rate before a hundred alchemy attempts in the game, which was pretty good in the novice.

He sighed and took a look at the dagger, opening the property and showing that the little things were 1-2 injured whiteboard weapons bought from the blacksmith's workshop, but this time a suffix (1-1 toxin) had been added to the back. The name of the dagger has also changed to 'Tree Quenching Dagger’.

The label is black and iron.

Brando put the dagger back on the iron plate and thought about it, it would be amazing to sell about 2,000 torres of this little thing. After all, most of his customers should be lower nobles or thieves - the great nobles have their own private alchemists who look down on these little things.

Twenty thousand Torr, that's a little too big a difference from what he promised Little Roman.

But the young man was not in panic, he took out a high-quality tree crystal from the Golden Demon Tree and a dwarf's sword that Batom had bought.

“Next this is a bit of a hassle, Tama, let's finish it together.” He replied.

“Together?” Tama stunned slightly, and the alchemists mostly accomplished their tasks independently, but mostly joined forces with the wizards. Never heard of two alchemists working together without magic ripples interfering with each other.

But Brando didn't have that concern, and he painted a ring array on the ground with chalk, and then started catching numbers and symbols around the array. Tama watched him do it, and his eyes grew surprised, and he saw that the numbers were the constellation coordinates used by the witches.

Then Brando raised his head and pointed at Tama in the second section of the Fretilin and said, "You come here. ”

At this moment, Tama sees the formation completed on the ground, and her heart is stunned. He stayed half a minute and asked, "My lord, is this a Ring ritual? ”

“Ring ritual? ”

“I hear that the wizards of Buga possess this mystery, and the archdeacon who stands in the star position can use the power of many people to complete spells or alchemy, my lord, is this--?

“Almost, this is a simplified version of the 16-man, and I have the opportunity to draw you a complete ring of thirty-two and sixty-four people.” Brando nodded, something incredible in Tama's eyes, a skill that every player must have mastered in his world.

The middle-aged man immediately released a raging light in his eyes. The future master of alchemy nodded quickly and stood in a state of impatience, as if he could not wait to witness the power of this law formation more than Brando.

Brando laughed, and he picked up the sword —— the dwarf's sword -- and was struck into a beautiful long, pointed trapezoid in the aesthetic style of the mountain folk, and the surface was injected with the magic of the rock. Young people put their fingers on top of each other and realized that it was a spell like the Rock Fork. Fortunately, however, the magic of the earth does not conflict with the magic of nature and therefore does not affect much of his next work.

So he picked up a fine gold chisel and tinkled and punched a hole in the knife.

“Ouch.” Barthom finally couldn't reside by the door at this time.

“What are you screaming at, Barthom?” Brando was almost shaken by this guy. If he hadn't had enough kung fu, this sword with a value of 1,500 torr would have been scrapped.

Brando doesn't have the second money to buy another one at this time.

Redbearded mercenaries, aware of their near-misfortune, did not answer honestly. It's just that he's dripping blood in his heart, and the average craftsman would probably be saddened to see this knight ruin the work of a dwarf iron artist? Unfortunately, Brando didn't realize that, so he picked up the chisel and knocked it down again.

This almost knocked on Batom's heart.

But Brando ignored him, picking up the sword, putting the crystal of the golden demon tree into the hole, and nodding to Tama. Together, the two began to draw the spells on both sides of the sword. After about half an hour, a new magic weapon appeared in the sight of the three of them.

Brando picked up that pointy trapezoidal sword, and the golden earth symbols interacted with the new green natural symbols, but more importantly, its properties turned into 3-4 attacks (3-3 toxins).

In other words, this list of swords can rival the Spike of Light in terms of killing power - except, of course, for the slightest degree of sharpness, there is no extra magic attribute.

But with this sword, it's enough to label brass and bid 100,000 on the underground black market. Because nobles, adventurers and mercenaries don't mind having a good sword.

Even some knights are not bound by secular treaties.

Brando watched the sword wipe a sweat, which was also the first time he had refined more than 15 (OZ) magic equipment in the world, and the fourteen layers of the symbols almost made him fall apart, but the gains were also abundant. Not to mention that the sword itself was more perfect than he thought, and he even felt there were hidden signs of a breakthrough in his alchemy skills.

Brando is almost certain that as soon as he gets the status of a knight nobleman, alchemy will break through to the current level (5 +1).

And he looked up at Tama, and he saw that the future master of alchemy was still uninterrupted, and he glanced at him and said, "My lord, I think I figured something out. If it wasn't an accident, mastering the higher-level script and the French would be just a matter of time--”

Professional Alchemist.

Brando rejoiced for a while, watching his own men add a professional alchemist. For non-players, Level 5 is a bottleneck, so long as Level 5 is broken, Level 10 alchemy is still available. Once you reach Level 10 alchemy, you can make Dragon Slaughter Arrow (40OZ).

That's good news.

I got some brain damage from LK again. Some retards always speculate with the utmost malice. I mean, since I hate you so much, you don't have to read my book to get sick of your eyes.

I can't help but feel sad when I see my book while spraying it. Is this the legendary M child, a natural pain?

Word count is about to exceed, and I'm going to go on to talk to you in the next chapter.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)