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Chapter 319 Two mysterious brave correspondents
"MP handles the case! Be honest with me!"

When the snake skin monster raised its knife and slashed at Jill on the ground, two figures appeared on its back in an instant, and then one pressed its head, and the other pulled its hands back, Knees pressed against the back and pressed to the ground together.

Looks like JC is stopping the heinous gangsters.

Jill, who was lying on the ground, stared blankly, and then saw a black-robed warlock approaching him, kicked him, and asked, "Are you dead?"

Jill was so paralyzed that she couldn't even move her tongue, and could only make uh-huh sounds in her throat. When the warlock saw it, he raised his hand and pointed, and Jill's abnormal state was lifted.

Then, the MP warlock squatted down, took out a photo of an adventurer wearing a desert robe, and asked, "Have you seen this lord?"

"He is Mr. Brave?" Jill was stunned when he saw the photo. What was even more surprising was that MP would actually come to look for him in person?
"Well, have you seen it?" Warlock still asked in a cold and indifferent tone.

Jill shook his head, saying no, and then quickly asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Brave?"

"It's nothing, we need to find this lord." Seeing that nothing happened, the warlock stood up, waved his hands back, and shouted: "Let's go, go to the next place to ask."

Jill watched the knights stand up from the snakeskin monster's back, planning to leave directly as if nothing happened.

And he could clearly see the snakeskin monster staring at him angrily—it couldn't beat MP, but it was more than enough to deal with weak chickens and 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, I'm working on a case, let me go."

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

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

The warlock turned around and glanced, raised his head and raised his head towards it. Just as the snakeskin monster that got up was staring at Jill and was about to vent his anger on him, he suddenly found that the death knight who had already left turned back.

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

boom!
One of the knights raised his foot and swung his legs towards it's cheek. Immediately, the basilisk flew several meters away with its neck crooked, and the life card in its hand almost fell at the Warlock's feet. .

This is the end of highway robbery!

"Return it to its original owner, are you all right now?" The sorcerer threw the life card that only adventurers can use to Jill, waved his hand after finishing, and the three of them disappeared together.

Now, Jill stood up slowly, holding the knife, with a grinning expression on his face, slowly tilting his neck to one side on the ground, convulsing all over his body, and at the same time walked towards the terrified snakeskin monster.
Lott, who was wandering around in the form of a spirit body, heard a commotion nearby, and quickly floated over. When he saw Jill, who hadn't seen him for a long time, he was stunned for a long time—he was squatting next to the snakeskin corpse to search with belongings.

"I haven't seen this guy for so long, how come he still has this virtue?"

Lott shook his head as he looked at the mercenary sitting on the ground counting gold coins with a smirk on his face.

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

At this time, Lott saw the branches and leaves in the distance were swinging, and something was touching this way.

Realizing that the danger was approaching, Lot subconsciously patted back to remind him, but unfortunately his arm passed directly through Jill's body.

No.
Just when Lott was surprised, he saw the mercenary trembling for no reason, and then turned his head with his neck curled up to look.

This made Lot subconsciously look down at his invisible hands again
He only knew the general functions of the various skills of the brave. For example, this kind of transparent world skill, Lott knew it was used to avoid monsters, but he didn't expect it to be such an evasion 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, and shaking what was in his mind out of his mind, Lott reached out again through the back of Jill's neck.

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

It's 2 adventurers.

"What, I thought it was a monster." Jill looked at the other side and said with 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 in front of them—they were already level 40.

One of them glanced at the snake skin monster on the ground, then looked at Jill, frowned and asked, "Have you seen the brave man?"

"No, the MP just came over to ask." Jill replied impatiently, he really wanted to send these two guys away so that he could continue his great corpse-hunting career.

"MP?" One of them was extremely strange, and the other immediately explained to him: "It's those silver armored knights and black robe warlocks we saw on the road when we came."

"Oh."

At this moment, Jill, who was just about to turn around, heard the conversation on the other side, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly approached, "Did you guys just come here?"

"Yes." One of them nodded.

Jill immediately took out a leaflet and walked towards the opposite side and said, "If you just came here, you probably haven't joined the guild yet, right? Come, I recommend you"

"No need, we have important things to do here." The other side waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head.

"What's more important than joining my big money guild?!"

In the face of new members, Jill is almost thirsty, almost to the point of not rejecting them.

After hearing that, the other person frowned and said, "Isn't the matter of the brave not 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 at his companion, and said in a low voice: "The great priest has an order to keep silent, have you forgotten?!"

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

"Cut~"

Jill compared his middle fingers to the two who left, and then went back to touch his body.

Lot floated behind the two elk monsters and followed them quietly. He felt that these two guys were a bit unusual.

"It's really strange. The great priest clearly said that the aura of the 117th generation of brave men has disappeared in this city, and the sword of heaven's choice has returned. Doesn't this evidence show that the 117th generation of brave men has died? Why is it alive again now? ?”

The sword of the brave is the key token for Lott to become the chosen one, otherwise he can only be regarded as an alternate brave appointed by a certain king.

After the death of the heroes of the previous generations, the portable swords will also disappear, and it will be quite troublesome to recreate such a magic weapon. Therefore, the 116th generation of heroes specially created a special sword of choice.

This sword will return to the original stone tablet in Irene Town following the death of the brave, thus eliminating the cumbersome step of re-creating.

If the Chosen One gets tired and doesn't want to shoulder the mission anymore, he can go back to the Great Priest and apply for retirement, and then insert the sword back into the stele. is 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 one.

But now, an institution that specializes in training brave men has received information that 'Lot the Brave' has died, so they specially sent people over here to investigate, and after confirming that the brave is really dead, they will go back and report back.

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 of selecting the brave will start again, just like in the dream.

But now, the brave Lott is dead, but when the two commissioners arrived here, they heard that he was still alive. What's the situation?
Therefore, the special commissioners hurried to this small island that is said to be haunted by brave men to check the situation.

But they searched for a long time, except for adventurers and snakeskin monsters shouting and killing on the road, and a bunch of murderous knights and warlocks looking for people everywhere, they still didn't find anything.

“This place is really weird”

"Yes, the buildings in this dungeon are different from what 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 here, and it is hot, humid and dirty, and I feel uncomfortable after staying there for a long time."

"I didn't expect you to 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 between the two, they encountered a half-basilisk boss, who was pinching an adventurer who had passed out.

Lott originally thought of raising these basilisks in captivity like captive adventurers, but then he heard Vickers report that the mermaids on the bottom of the sea, which number over ten thousand and are all mid-to-high-level units, emit even more energy. None of the odds of the average human being.

The group of salted fish hide in the bottom of the sea all year round and do nothing, neither happy nor sad, silently absorbing magic power and then upgrading like practitioners.

The half-basilisks are similar. They have no natural enemies, so they get a little emotional when they go to the sea to catch fish, and they don't give any energy to the dungeon at other times.

Emotion is equal to energy, and the burst of emotion comes from desire, whether it is for survival, foraging, or to have a good mood, as long as there is that desire in the heart, emotions can be generated.

But this group of snakeskin monsters and the group of salted fish on the bottom of the sea, their desire is just to stay there and swallow their magic power, so there must be ghosts if they can produce desire.

Only when they are stimulated from the outside world can they have the desire to hunt or survive, and then the emotional energy will come out.

Therefore, snakeskin monsters cannot be raised 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 who come to practice.

The elk monster pointed to the half-basilisk boss in front and said with a smile: "These monsters can only be called groups, and they have not developed any special civilization. The ability to level up."

That is to rely on spiritual energy to upgrade.

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

Dungeons rely on emotional energy.

This is the peculiarity of this world, each creature here has its own way to realize its own way of upgrading:

magic power = psychic energy
experience = soul energy
Mood = emotional energy
Lott really benefited a lot from listening to the conversation of the two monsters along the way. The two of them should be regarded as scholars.

Do not.
While the two were chatting and laughing, they just flicked their fingers, and the whole body of the snakeskin boss in front of him was like a deflated ball, and it instantly went down—out of breath
At this time, Lott's transparent skill lost its effect, and he stood quietly behind the two of them.
(End of this chapter)