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Whether it just appeared in the initial adventure location, the novice mission to help the dilapidated village or dilapidated fishing village, or the later dungeon mission, guild mission or battlefield mission, the missions in "Night Lord" are inseparable from the background of the Rhinelands, This is the consensus reached by ordinary players.The equipment rewarded by the mission is naturally also related to the difficulty of the mission.

Chu Qianbian has been doing missions so far, and the best reward he has come across is [Adventurer's Emblem Balance Druid], a black rare quality accessory.However, considering the difficulty of the promotion task for level 7 adventurers, it is understandable that the last step of the task rewards a piece of black rare quality equipment.However, how should the concept of so-called top equipment be defined?

It is true that a piece of black rare equipment can already be called top-level when most players are still at level 45, but what about the near future?According to the members of Twilight Rose and Gloomy Tiantan, the difficulty of hell mode in La Moka Dungeon, the most high-end dungeon, has a 30% drop rate of rare black equipment for the boss. The team of Moka Dungeon can harvest at least 6 pieces of black rare equipment from 2 bosses.

These, for most of the current players, may still be out of reach.But what about when players are mostly over level 60?At that time, the dungeon of the guild dungeon La Moka would no longer be an obstacle. A full set of level 50 black equipment was undoubtedly much better than a set of level 60 blue equipment.At that time, players' requirements for equipment quality will change again, so the so-called top equipment also depends on the time limit.

Of course, some equipment is top-notch no matter what time it is.For example, the golden color is handed down from generation to generation, bright yellow is rare, or vermilion is eternal...

But, will there be equipment above rare quality in the mission rewards?When Chu Qianbian and the others heard the pharmacist's speculation, they couldn't help but stare at the necromancer with extremely suspicious eyes - if there is, why did you guys not tell us until now?

"It's just a guess, it's just a guess! Anyway, the captain is going to practice in the frozen soil swamp, so I just provide a clue by the way."

Half a day ago, when Chu Qianbian and Mi Lier were about to leave for the frozen soil swamp, the pharmacist issued a statement of no responsibility, and then told the druid a legend about the Rhinelands in a very secretive tone, or in other words, the official Information that is not included in the released Rhinelongs Continent related materials, a story about the famous bard Pharamond in the history of the Rhinelongs Continent.

The origin of this story still has to start with the origin of the pharmacist's blood talent - Nightmare. Regarding the history of the Rhinelands, there are two most chaotic periods. One is the century-long war during the rise of the human race, and the other is It is the battle of camps that has continued to the present.

The origin of the pharmacist's blood talent - Night Dire happened in the early days of the division between the orderly and chaotic camps. According to Chu Qianbian's speculation, it happened at about the same time as the death of the owner of the Ice and Snow Tomb.At that time, in order to fight against the chaotic camp, the orderly mages accelerated their research on offensive magic, and the blood of Night Dire was researched by a powerful mage Fisher at that time, a great magician who was proficient in dark magic In order to improve the weak attack power of necromancy, the master did not hesitate to use his own soul as bait to attract nightmares from the Devil Abyss to devour them, thereby absorbing the power of these nightmares to improve necromancy, and even create a new kind of magic. of magic.

As for whether the great necromancer Fisher was successful, just look at the current pharmacist.However, the crux of the story is naturally not to discuss Fisher's research on night-gaunts, but on the night when the great necromancer was about to use himself to attract the night-gaunts, he found his good friend for many years. Pharamond, the wandering poet, explained some matters after his failed experiment, which is actually equivalent to preparing for the funeral. After all, the creatures in the Devil's Abyss are so powerful. Once the research fails, Fisher's body and soul are very likely to collapse. None left.

What happened that night, and what Fisher told Faramon, these pharmacists don't know, but he heard Fisher's remnant spirit say this more than once when he was performing the blood mission: "If that If a stone that boosts spells can match the characteristics of Night Dire, then necromancer magic will be perfect. Unfortunately, the exclusiveness of dark magic is too strong... I don't know how Faramon is now. I heard that the last time he appeared In the frozen swamp, I hope he is well."

Necromancer's personal magic item?This kind of clue sounds really heart-pounding. A random item dropped by such a great magician is probably not comparable to black rare equipment. Therefore, the pharmacist was quite fascinated at that time, but he also knew that the npc Most of the nostalgia for him is also unreliable, and naturally he would not go to the frozen swamp to squat, that behavior would be too 2.

However, it happened that Chu Qianchang came to practice leveling now. In order to prove the authenticity of this legend, the pharmacist naturally told the druid the news with embellishments.

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"The stone of Necromancer Fisher? If there is such equipment, what kind of attributes will it be?"

Standing on the grass in a swamp, Chu Qianbian once again fantasized about this piece of equipment that might exist, frowning and thinking about which corner of this frozen swamp he hadn't been to. For half a day, he and Mi Li'er Leveling, while searching around the swamp, I ran almost every inch of the frozen soil swamp, and I didn't see any existence similar to humanoid creatures. Except for the frozen soil ooze monster, the only frozen soil lizards, pythons, The only thing that can be called a humanoid is the Swamp Gnoll.Although I don't know the race of the bard Pharamond, I don't believe that the famous bard on the Rhinelongs continent is a jackal. When I think of a jackal singing affectionately to the bright moon Song, that scene gave Chu Qian a chill.

Turning his head, looking at Mi Lier who was searching using tracking, Chu Qianbian still had hope and asked, "Mi Lier, how is it?"

Mi Lier shook her head dejectedly, pouted and said, "I've used humanoid tracking and undead tracking, but nothing happened! There are only a few gnolls, this is the last area of ​​the frozen swamp, other places We've all gone through it, and it looks like Uncle Pharmacist is going to be disappointed."

Hearing this, Chu Qianbian couldn't help but frown in disappointment. He searched every corner of the frozen soil swamp but found no clues. That can only mean that the remnant spirit of the necromancer Fisher successfully fooled the pharmacist. By the way Also included them all.However, this is also a very normal thing, after all, he didn't have much hope at first.

Thinking of himself and Mi Li'er foolishly running around the frozen swamp for a long time, Chu Qianbian couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly. Such behavior really seemed 2, no wonder Pharmacist didn't want to come to prove it before.Just as she was about to greet Mi Lier back to the city, she suddenly heard the girl muttering: "Brother Qianhui, does the bard have to be a humanoid creature? Maybe that Pharamon is a demon? Hehe, the necromancer and the demon become It's not impossible, my friend!"

Chu Qian smiled and shook her head, thinking that this little girl never seemed to pay attention to the official stories about the Rhinelongs Continent. In the history of the continent, demons have always been the public enemies of all races, even the cruel and greedy Sea Clan. The same hostility applies to demons.

"Devil..., hey! That's right!" Chu Qianbian's mind flashed suddenly, and he suddenly realized what he had missed, and hurriedly ordered: "Mi Lier, turn on the dragon tracking, and let's search again."

"Dragon tracking? Okay."

Afterwards, Chu Qianbian took Mi Lier who had activated [Dragon Clan Tracking], and once again circled around the inaccessible frozen soil swamp. When the sun in the sky gradually sank, the two of them had penetrated into the central area of ​​the frozen soil swamp. Most of the monsters here are as high as level 55, and the surrounding grass is gradually becoming rarer, and there are swamps that are constantly bubbling everywhere.

At this time, Mi Lier suddenly exclaimed: "Brother Qianhui, there is a reaction, there is a reaction in front, the dragon creature—Pharamon~!"

"It's really a dragon! A dragon can be a bard." Chu Qianbian couldn't help smiling. It seemed that his guess was not wrong. After all, it is complete.

The two followed the position shown by the hunter [Dragon Clan Tracking], and when they gradually reached the center of the frozen soil swamp, suddenly, the scenery in front of them changed suddenly, the surrounding gray grass and the mud-bubbling swamp suddenly disappeared. , the verdant green grass is spread in front of the eyes like a carpet, a giant tree like a cloud cover grows in the middle of the grass, the rising moonlight reflects on the treetops, the cold wind on the swamp suddenly becomes soft here, light Gently brushing over the shimmering leaves, amidst the "squeaky" sound, faint singing voices swayed over.

"I have walked through high mountains, stepped over flowing water, flew over the clouds of flames, and wandered in the country where silver feathers bloom. There, there, I witnessed the birth of the emperor of the human race. There, there, I and the young Tulunza Dancing in the carnival, there, there, on the top of the city of Molona, ​​the young Grandi hugged the corpse of Queen Ilansha, and shed the tears of the archdruid... Ah~! That night, the starry sky Weeping, that night, riding the breeze, I left the weeping forest of Weiqin..."

The melodious singing voice, sonorous singing voice, rang in the ear like a symphony, Chu Qianbian and Mi Lier stood on the edge of the grass, forgot to move forward...