Chapter 1829: River of Flame

Pack up a bunch of sub-gems, thanks to my foresight, before I left, I asked Tia for the Hradik cube, and it is now used to slowly synthesize. Although there is no ancient Hradik princess attached to it, there is no way to synthesize it. Perfect grade gems, but it takes a long time to synthesize these gems into flawless gems, so there is no waste.
Now that the gems have been very fruitful, the equipment is of course indispensable, and monsters cannot lose the gems without losing their equipment.
In addition to killing the little ss-level knight and the gold sharp spear that fell, in just a few days, I started with more than ten pieces of gold equipment.
After being categorized by me, three of them are the same as the sharp spear, they are of the best golden color, so you don’t have to worry about not selling them, and then five of them are top grade, and you can sell them for a good price. Two middle grades, this level, still Can be sold as spare equipment, of course, the price will not be very high, the rest, or the category is more partial, such as the giant mallet and sickle, the attribute is not good, or the attribute is very garbage, and can only be sold off the building Or simply sold it in a blacksmith's shop.
There is also the harvest of runestones, which is not bad. As we all know, the chance of dropping runestones is much lower than that of gemstones, and the higher the runestones, the lower the chance. The higher runestones have a lower chance than dark gold equipment. Very cruel and hateful.
However, high-level runestones are still not available in the Second World, and at this time, only gold can burst. Although the City of Divine Punishment is not the place where the Runestones burst, there is nothing like the Countess of the Roger Camp, which is particularly easy to drop Runestone monsters, but the monsters I can’t stand are of high quality. So still squeezed eight runes from these monsters.
Of the eight runestones, five are low-grade, and three medium-grade. I am too lazy to see low-grade runestones. Anyway, I have 1 to 12 on my body, and intermediate runes from 13 to 23, but they are scarce, especially for me to make the rune language [Holy Church]. After spending the only few intermediate runestones on the body-Runestone No. 18 [Ke] and Runestone No. 23 [Mal], I felt deeply lacking in energy.
Now that I have got three, I feel a lot more confident. of course. This is also a bit of luck. In normal times, two of the eight runestones are intermediate, which is already very good.
The three Runestones are the 18th Runestone [Ke], the 15th Runestone [Haier], and the 13th Runestone [Summer].
This...so-so, unfortunately no runestones above 20 are dropped. Although I also know that the probability is very low, there should be no fluke, maybe only in the presence of large pineapple or large tentacle Bar, can you drop such advanced intermediate runestones.
What else, uh... there are more than ten skeletons... Honestly, although the adventurers counted the skeleton as a kind of gemstone, after all, it is also an inlaid item, but I can’t always agree with this view. , And separate it from the gem.
These skeletons can also pass through the Hradick block, and finally synthesize perfect-level skeletons. The attributes can't be underestimated. However, it is probably the reason why I don't wait to see them. The explosion rate of skeletons has always been more disturbing. The number of skeletons of the first grade has not been put together. I wonder if we can synthesize a perfect skeleton after counting these ten or so skeletons?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to do it, just let it go, anyway, I don't really need a perfect skeleton.
There is also a large part of the blue whiteboard equipment, and potion materials, etc., I am too lazy to count, the blue equipment can be left in the best, and the rest, drinking whiteboard equipment and materials, throw it to Uncle Ma Daou, At this time, he should be happy and broken, no worries about the lack of materials to exercise. Ordinarily an adventure team went out for a trip and sold the equipment materials sold to the blacksmith shop. I am afraid that even one-tenth of my amount is not enough.
Looking back, when I was sorting out the equipment, the little ghost could not bear the sleep, lying on the bed, the petite body curled tightly, and a small hand stretched out restlessly, grabbing my clothes, Fell asleep.
Really like a cat.
I looked at it, laughed, and put this cute little cat in her arms, kissed it, and whispered in her ear.
"To leave, my little lady, go back to sleep in the necklace."
"Hmm~~~Xiaofan~~~" The cat saint murmured with a meow of dreams, rubbing up and down, hugged my neck, took a bite on the neck first, and then contained Live, licking it with a soft, fragrant tongue, as if the kitten was drinking milk, and rubbed intimately before slipping into the necklace.
Throughout the process, she closed her eyes and was in a state of sleep. It really made people have to sigh the kitten's stickiness, which made me worried. What would happen if she left me for a while?
Thinking of this, it is even more ruthless and heart-wrenching to leave her at home and decide to practice alone.
After tidying up everything, I didn’t waste time and continued to go out to practice, but before that, I had to get out the blue whiteboard equipment and materials that I didn’t sort out, and the inventory was almost full. If I didn’t sort it out, , The next experience, get good things but nowhere to put.
"Uncle Ma Daou, Uncle Ma Daou, are you there?" Without saying anything, I rushed to the door of the premier blacksmith's shop in the Fortress of Mass Devil. I slammed the heavy door that seemed to be made of cast iron and shook my neck.
About a minute later, Ma Daou in pajamas slammed the door open and stared at me with red eyes.
"Do you know how much it is now?"
I looked up at the sky. Fortunately, the dark clouds in the sky of this group of demon fortresses were thinner, barely able to see the outline of a blood moon, which was hanging above the head.
It was about ten in the middle of the night, and after much thought, I gave the answer.
"Go back to sleep if you know it! I'm very busy tomorrow, and you are a stink boy! If other adventurers, I will fly you away with a hammer!"
"You also know that adventurers are experienced, but there is no difference between day and night." I shrugged innocently.
"Then you should know. The blacksmith works in the daytime and sleeps at night. If you want to come to patronize, you must use my time as the benchmark!" Ma Daou sprayed his mouth with scum. I wish I could put a sign that says "My site is my master" in front of my head.
"Really? I'm so sorry, I will pay attention in the future." I bowed my head regretfully and silently turned to leave.
"Then I won't disturb you, Uncle Ma Daou. I went to sell materials elsewhere."
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Ma Daou... No, it seemed that Mario heard something wrong. The sleepy brain gradually wakes up.
Feelings This kid didn’t come to patronize his business, but to sell equipment and materials? That's right, I went out the other day. After coming back. Naturally, it is common sense to sell unnecessary equipment and materials.
But what about this? A person alone, just went out and practiced for about 20 days, how much material can he have? I am the first blacksmith in the marauder fortress of Mario. It's not that rare.
He blew his two beards rather proudly, and watched the other person's back slowly. Suddenly, Mario was startled.
Wrong, bastard, this stupid boy is not an ordinary adventurer. He has been alone for more than twenty days, and may really be worthy of the harvest of other adventure teams for half a year, or even more!
Thinking of this, his arrogant posture of the first blacksmiths in the Devil's Fortress immediately collapsed and replaced with a smiley face of a businessman. It was really for the blacksmith's career, and he didn't even need to do anything.
"Wait, oops, wait, kid... No, it's Elder Fan." After catching up quickly, Mario showed a smiley face that was easy to discuss.
"What's wrong? I don't want to disturb your uncle Ma Daou for your bedtime, and I have to work tomorrow." I said naively for the other party's sake.
"No, no, this is a trivial matter, trivial matter. Let's talk about the material first. Also, I really don't want to call it Mario, Mario, can I change it a little bit?" Mario was about to cry, all How long has been called the wrong name, this kid is definitely intentional.
"Uncle Mario?"
"Okay, whatever you want, whatever you want." The first blacksmith really cried.
"Let's talk about the material first."
"Materials... I'm afraid you can't look down on this, so let's not go to the blacksmith shop."
I was embarrassed to scratch my head. Anyway, the Fortress of Demons is more than this blacksmith shop. With a ten thousand steps back, I can also sell it to the dwarves.
"Don't, I can see it, I can see how much." Ma Daou quickly patted his chest to ensure.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Okay, then." Touching left and right on my body, I took out a few pieces of whiteboard equipment, and put a small pile of materials on the ground.
"Just... just a little bit?" Mario's smiling face was dark again, and it was really a businessman who said it would change.
"Ah, wait, I'll look for it again." I continued to explore, it seemed very difficult, and it was difficult to find out the unnecessary equipment and materials.
At first, when I saw a reluctant look, Mario was still stinking, thinking that I was wrong about this kid. I had a powerful body, but I was unlucky, so I made such a thing.
But as more and more things piled up on the ground, Mario's complexion turned from black at first to slightly dazed, and finally turned into a wide open mouth, and his chin was about to dislocate.
"You...you haven't swept the monsters in the area of ​​the Demon Fortress these days." He pointed to the hill-like equipment in front of him and said hardly.
Although it is not impossible to do so with this boy's ability to defeat the powerhouse of the world, it is not so good, what should other adventurers do?
"Of course not, I just spent a few days in the city of God's punishment." I was afraid that this waste woodsmith blacksmith went to Akara to complain and quickly explained.
"Oh, the City of God's Punishment, no wonder, no wonder." Mario nodded suddenly, as a blacksmith in the Demon Fortress, he naturally knew the situation of the City of God's Punishment better than the other party. Such gains are not surprising.
I vaguely remember that it seems that it was more than ten years ago, and there are two guys like this kid who often go to the city of God to punish monsters and then sell unnecessary equipment and materials to themselves. At that time, it was really happy. You can't run out of materials. You can waste as much as you want.
But it lasted for several years. The two guys suddenly disappeared, leaving Mario extremely lost. Isn't it just the scene that reappeared more than ten years ago?
Also, the kid spent less time in front of him. It's a natural thing to harvest more. Those two guys were only in the realm of pseudo realm decades ago. It's still a bit difficult to go to the city of God's Punishment, and now this kid. But to say less is also a strong state of quasi-world power. It is totally different.
"Young man, do a good job, and continue to work hard in the future." It seems that he has found new business opportunities. Mario's eyes shined and he tapped the other person's shoulder with a long heart. He said clearly that the burden of saving the city of God's punishment will be given to you. Too. The brave young man is going to create a miracle.
"You don't say I will too." Seeing Mario Fei didn't say anything, but encouraged me to brush the city of punishment, I was even more happy.
"All equipment and materials that are not needed in the future will be sold to me."
"But... I don't have time."
"It's okay, it's okay." Mario Shuanglan laughed and gave a thumbs up.
"It's okay to come in the middle of the night, if I can't get up, it doesn't matter if I kick the door open."
"..."
I'm going, who is this hearty, eclectic uncle?
"So... instead of selling materials, you can do the same?" I asked cautiously.
Uncle Ma Daou's eyes flashed a sharp light, turned around, glanced at the big hammer on the side of the bed in the room, and then turned his head to look at me in amusement.
The meaning is very clear: boy, get acquainted, no material, come to disturb less, don't force me to use the hammer that has been sealed for decades.
Hey, he is really a snobbish uncle. He will come to visit him without small black carbon.
After selling the equipment and materials, and harvesting dozens of gems, I was content to step on the teleportation array of the Great Temple. This time the teleporter had nothing to say.
I stared at each other, and the teleporter muzzled inexplicably, creepy.
This black, weird man with a cloak... Why is there a hatred staring at me~EbookFREE.me~ Haven't seen him?
There is no way, someone is too good-looking, it is a matter of course that they are not remembered.
With this disregarded melancholy, I sat on the teleportation array and came to the city of God's punishment again with white light.
After more than a day, the monsters here have been reborn a lot, and they seem to be alive, but I know this is just an illusion. Even if they are alive, they are just born again, and their pockets are very poor. You Don't believe it, I'm going to kill an elite now, maybe just drop a few bottles of medicament, and just give it up to a whiteboard.
So, like raising pigs, slowly fatten them and then slaughter.
With such sinister thoughts in mind, I laughed, just like the oss in the villain, and the monsters in the entire area of ​​the City of God Punishment seemed to have played a cold war.
The entrance to the River of Flame is in a vertical cave not far away.