Chapter 117 King's Guardian

"Congratulations! Warrior! Brave battles should be rewarded, come on! Open your spoils!" The voice of the statue, for some reason, suddenly became extremely pleasant.

The elite soldiers of Stormwind who were still fighting to the death just now were a little unaccustomed to this sudden victory. But since it was his boss who killed the opponent's boss, then this victory cannot be questioned.

Almost everyone was panting, only Duke looked calm.

Surprisingly, the system elf actually flattered: "Oh, dear host, your performance is too good. How do you know that you will win if you kill the black hand?"

"Hmph! Back then, I was so good at playing chess in Karazhan alone!" Duke replied stinkingly, but said in his heart: Hey! Am I going to tell you that when I played here in the game, every time the other nine bastards were drinking water, going to the toilet, and spanking, I was the only one busy?

Over time, when single-swiping becomes a habit...

Alas, if I say too much, I will cry.

However, Lothar expressed doubts about the treasure chest that majestically appeared beside the huge chessboard.

"Will there be a trap?" Lothar frowned.

"No!" Duke and Garona said in unison.

Duke blurted it out hilariously, while Garona came to the conclusion after a quick inspection.

Lothar turned his head sideways, his facial muscles seemed to twitch, and he looked at Duke: "You come and I come?"

Seeing Duke take a half step back a little timidly, Lothar knew the answer: "Okay, I'll do it."

Lothar really doesn't know why Duke is like this. In Lothar's view, Duke is a combination of contradictions. Even though he is so young, he is extremely experienced in combat. Obviously fearless when facing the enemy, but afraid to inspect your spoils?

What is this quirk?

All right! Mages seem to be mysterious, neurotic guys.

Compared with Duke's minor problems, Lothar regarded Duke as a perfect saint.

Lothar didn't even reach out, the brown wooden treasure chest studded with jewels opened with a "click", revealing the good stuff inside.

a sword.

a ring.

A leather shoulder armor.

The first is the sword. Seeing the strange scimitar-like shape and the red sword body, Duke guessed that it was close to ten——【King's Guardian】.

A one-handed sword that didn't appear in 'history', but appeared in the game. Although it has good attributes, many players complained about a scimitar being classified as a sword.

This one-handed sword that defensive fighters love to use still makes Duke feel that Lothar's hand is really red.

Interestingly, among so many fighters in the audience, none of them were willing to ask for it.

"What!? You don't want it?" Duke was stunned.

Losa raised the King's Sword in his hand: "A warrior's weapon is the most important. We will not change our weapons at will unless we have to. Between life and death, the slight difference in feel is fatal."

The other fighters nodded together.

Uh, well, what you said makes sense, so I, a mage, can avoid hacking equipment. It’s fine to give it to Windsor to pretend to be aggressive! Anyway, there is no such thing as 'pickup binding' in this world.

Duke majesticly blacked out this defensive warrior's treasure, and casually put it in the space bag he bought at a high price.

Yes, that's right, this world also has space bags. But the expensive ones are to die for! !

The ones produced in Dalaran can only hold eight pieces of linen interspatial bags with a total of no more than 10 kilograms of dead objects, and they actually cost 100,000 gold coins. One price, no bargaining!

Nima, if it wasn't for Duke's urgent need, he would definitely exchange all the gold coins and crush that profiteer to death.

I must practice [Tailoring] skills later, Duke said in his heart.

There is also a leather shoulder armor [Cruel Shoulder Blade], which naturally belonged to Garona. The female half-orc immediately took off her metal shoulder armor and put on this leather shoulder armor. She also looked like she would beat anyone who robbed me.

"Okay, okay, take it if you like." Lothar had no temper with Garona.

The last ring [Ring of Cycle] is a typical mage ring.

When Duke put the ring...on his left thumb, he felt that magical circuit being expanded again. A new small circuit was built, and the magic power seemed to flow into the ring along the arteries of the finger, and after the ring was amplified, it flowed back out of the vein with a more surging feeling.

system hint:

"You wear a magic item [Ring of Cycles] that far exceeds your strength. Obviously, the maker of this ring is also very friendly to low-level spellcasters. Its peaceful magic loop gain allows you, as an earth mage, to Get a 30% bonus to the original attributes of the ring. The damage caused by your magic effects and the chance of magic critical strikes have been slightly increased."

Looking at the [Evil Star Girdle], [Condenser] on his waist, and the [Ring of Cycle] on his hand, Duke's desire for promotion became more urgent.

He didn't know what the higher level magical world was like.

Obviously, it was a world he couldn't imagine.

There's no reason, it's just a premonition - if you defeat Medivh, you can be promoted.

That's what the breath of fate told Duke.

At this time, Lothar came up: "Did you disturb Sargeras just now?"

Duke shook his head: "Probably not. A big man like Sargeras is also very busy. After returning from the chess space, I sensed several astral communications across worlds. Don't forget, Sargeras is the leader of the Burning Legion." Boss!"

Lothar nodded.

The enemy is too strong, strong enough to make most mortals despair. Ten thousand years ago, almost the entire planet Azeroth gathered most of the powerhouses to barely destroy the portal and drive Sargeras away.

Is it okay to rely on them now?

The hesitation was only short-lived. Lothar shook his head quickly to get the bad thoughts out of his head. He turned his head and said to his subordinates: "Gentlemen, the road ahead is still difficult, but I believe we can still overcome it. For the sake of waiting Fighting, let's rest for fifteen minutes before continuing on the road."

None of Lothar's men were killed in the battle just now, and the worst guy was also moderately injured. Under the priest's healing technique, he barely recovered his combat effectiveness. Regardless, the result is already quite remarkable.

After taking down a demon boss in a row and breaking through a strange chess level, everyone's morale has been greatly improved.

"What's next?" Lothar asked.

"I don't know, Karazhan's space is messed up. If we're lucky, we'll go to Medivh's bedroom or study, but if we're unlucky..."