Chapter 1822: Trophy

I have to say that a master is a master, not only has a strong strength, but also has a tolerant attitude.
If Rocky dared to have such an enemy behavior, I would dictate not to say anything, kick him on the with a kick, and finally have to give him a severe sentence.
However, other members of the Spirit Wing Guild not only failed to do so, but used the frozen bomb to delay the movement of the elite cannibal tree, and launched fierce attacks on it one after another.
After finally regaining some strength, but again suffered more brutal ravages, the elite cannibal tree suddenly showed a look of lovelessness.
However, the physical output is nothing, what really makes it uncomfortable is yet to come.
Giles Ivy’s magical singing ceased again, and the ground at the foot of the elite cannibal tree became red and cracked again, followed by a blast of flame.
The earth-yellow magic protection at the end of the crossbow was finally overwhelmed. It was burnt and clean. The body of the cannibal tree without magic protection is like a fish without scales. You can bully as you want.
The properties are restrained, and sections of seemingly sturdy branches continue to wither and shrink, then turn into gray-black charcoal, break into several sections, and fall to the ground.
The once ferocious and sturdy elite cannibal tree finally turned into a few pieces of burnt wood under the attack of a few people. When the breeze blew, it turned into black ash and disappeared without a trace.
A crisp sound and a muffled sound came at the same time, and when I fixed my eyes, it was a silver coin and a branch glowing with earthy yellow light.
Staring at the twigs on the ground emitting the earthy yellow light, my heartbeat speeded up, and my breath couldn't come out of my throat. I kept repeating a sentence in my heart: something exploded!
If it’s just something exploded by ordinary monsters, it will probably only be ordinary materials, or low-grade equipment and weapons, but this cannibal tree is an elite-level monster, and once a monster above the elite-level explodes something , It will not be Fanpin.
Next time, there will be good-looking superior equipment, weapons, or rare materials that are not common. If you are lucky, you can even encounter enchanting-level things, but magical-level things are rare, because of this Such rare treasures, only boss-level monsters can burst.
Therefore, I am 90% sure that the stick in front of me will not be a magic-level thing, but it is most likely an enchantment-level thing.
"Your heartbeat is fast" Jefferson Gassir turned to me, smiled and said, "Do you really want that branch?"
I shook my head, swallowed at the same time, and said, "To be honest, I don't want to. I was just surprised when I saw an elite monster burst out magical things for the first time."
"This should be a rough weapon with magic attached." Gassir looked at the glowing branches and slowly said: "As long as it passes the appraisal, it can be carved into any kind of weapon, including the wooden sword."
"What's the use of that thing I want?" I raised the two swords in my hand, and I said, "I didn't blow it with you. The weapon in my hand is no better than an enchanted weapon. Take a look at this short knife. I gave it, an enchanted weapon. Look at this Odachi, which was also given by someone else. I don’t know the specific level of the weapon, but I’m sure it can cut off the enchanted weapon in my hand. You said I have these two weapons, do I need to ask for more?"
Jefferson Gassir groaned a little, then nodded, and said, "You are right, I am abrupt. As a child of Master Dewey, I don't want to covet enchanted things."
"What you said is not right" I denied: "I am the child of Master Dewey, but my equipment is obtained by my own efforts. This Odachi is a hard work to help others. Yes, as for this short sword, it was given to me by an old man who had met me right away. You know, this old man is a descendant of a legendary hero, and there is no shortage of good swords at home."
After hearing this, Gassir frowned slightly, thinking for a long time, and then said: "The old man you are talking about, is the ancestor of the sword master Xilan?"
"Huh? You know?"
"Xiran is the only legendary hero whose etheric sword is famous in history. When you mention Taishou, I naturally think of him." Jefferson Gassir smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Taishou master Xiran and the strongest Asura were friends. ."
"The strongest Asura?" I curled my lips, quite disdainful.
"Don't believe it," Gassir said, "This strong man who claims to be the strongest Asura is not in vain. It is said that during the period of the fairy rule, the strong man who can stabilize his strength is counted with both hands."
"Is it so strong?" I raised my brows and said, "But even if it is strong, it can't be called the strongest. Who knows if there will be an Asura who is stronger than him in the future!"
As I said, I smiled and flattered: "Maybe you will become a stronger one in the future."
Jefferson Gassir smiled slightly, showing neither happiness nor anger, but a calm face.
I asked myself to be boring and shut my mouth sensibly.
Gassir said, "Even if I can reach that level, he is still the strongest Asura in my mind."
"Why?" I can't understand.
"Because he has taken a path that no one has ever walked, and opened up a higher realm for Ashura as a profession."
Gassir, who was speaking, looked hopeful, and his spirit had fallen into a frenzy that I couldn't understand.
Baker Jyoti picked up the branch with the earthy yellow light. She didn't take it as her own or hand it to others. Instead, she went straight to me and stuffed it into my pocket.
I don't understand this behavior very much, and it's not the monster I eliminated, so why give it to me?
So he inserted the Odachi sword into the soil, took out the branch from his pocket, and put it back into Baker Jyoti's hands. He shook his head and said, "This is not my trophy, I don't want it."
Baker Jody looked down at the branch for a few seconds, and at the end, stuffed the branch into the hand of Giles Ivy, who came along.
Ivy held the branch, glanced a few times, then smiled suddenly, and said, "This is a rough weapon with magic attached. If you put it in an auction house, you can sell at least the price of an enchanted weapon. give up?"
She looked at me with a smile, as if she was looking at a fool who had money but no money.
I wiped the big sword clean, inserted it into the scabbard, and then inserted Xilan’s demon sword into the scabbard, spreading out his hands, saying,
It’s not my trophy, but yours, so it should belong to you. Besides, I too I have already got my trophy."
"Huh?" Ivy blinked and asked curiously: "What is it?"
"Experience" I said slowly, and at the same time stretched out my hand, pointing to the ground: "And that silver coin."
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