Chapter 70: The Amulet of Fate

Once the artifacts are branded with the "task item" with a golden exclamation mark, it means that they have nothing to do with the player himself, and they cannot enter the player's own equipment column, which is why Hoder will stay where he is The reason for not moving was that when he was touching the corpse and saw that Hermod had dropped such a thing, what came out of his heart was actually a strong sense of fucking.

This feeling is a little bit better than finding a row of gray garbage, because for players of this game, digging hidden routes is also very important. A quest item symbolizes a new hidden, which may be a hidden reward. , It may also be a hidden plot, but for the players of the game "Nine Realms", no matter what it is, it is a treasure.

Well, a treasure that can make Hoder happy. When the time comes, he will dig it out, sort out the process and strategy, post it on the forum, and then design it into a paid viewing mode. Finally, it will be hard to guard against. Well, it's delicious.

But the above is just the mentality of a popular strategy player. In addition, as an ordinary player, he still thinks that a piece of equipment that is excellent to the extreme is better, because it is like this kind of equipment that comes with an exclamation mark. The item that triggers the special mission scene is actually terrible, it has no prompt, and it doesn't know where it should be triggered.

If it is said that the previous 'broken hilt' was created by Hoder after receiving many hints in the game, then this 'Staff of the God's Envoy' that popped out unintentionally has no clue at all.

So for this thing, Hoder can be said to have complicated feelings, but on the other hand, Regin has fallen into a state of confusion, he doesn't know what Hoder is thinking, he only knows that the man threw him at will. The scepter contained divine power that Midgard absolutely did not have, and more importantly, he knew this style.

As the prince of the former Gurnita Hyde Kingdom, Hermod, as a messenger between the gods and dwarves, often came to the palace as a guest, and when he read the decree of the king of the gods, he would definitely hold his staff high.

In the end, he believed it...

Regin is a smart person. After confirming this fact, his thoughts spread directly on the basis of 'God Killing'.

"However, even if Hermod's speed is not counted, he is also a protoss. How could a god with divine power be..." He couldn't help swallowing, and his eyes were on Hoder's simple and unchanging face. His face turned, "Speaking of which, you seem to have never mentioned anything about your bloodline."

"What? I don't have parents...at least I haven't seen them since I can remember." When Regin raised this issue, Hoder just said.

This is a very good excuse. After all, it is impossible for players to talk nonsense about random bloodline changes. For this game world view, players are perfectly orphaned, and more importantly, Hoder is not lying , because he did grow up in this environment.

"Well, I think you should go back to your lineage, after all, not everyone can kill those gods." Regin said, "First of all, you are definitely not a dwarf, because the mixed blood of dwarves is not like yours, and they are generally more powerful. Shorter, maybe you should go to Jotunheim once?"

The players are all orphans, the map didn't give me a fart, and the lineage on the Laozi panel is Asa.

While the dwarves were chatting casually about those things, Hoder just complained about these things frantically in his heart.

Just listen to Regin's words casually. After all, there are some things that only the player knows, and there are some things that are actually quite important.

"Since they can abandon you once, why should I go to them?" Just as Regin was chatting about this, Hoder prevaricated in one sentence, "The first person I met was Siegmund And Signý and the others, that's enough."

"That's right, it's just like what people like you would do." After seeing that Hoder didn't want to talk nonsense about this, Regin didn't force it, and he just continued to fight with the people in the cauldron. The beef soup was struggling, and both cheeks swelled up.

Then just like that, Regin, who was still worrying about various things, actually became so quiet. At first, he was still worried about the pursuers of Legni or the Valkyrie, and Hoder thought he was learning After knowing that the Protoss was killed, he would be more worried about this issue, but he didn't mention this issue instead.

Regin was lying comfortably on his animal skin quilt, humming leisurely a little tune circulating in Midgard, not to mention how comfortable he was holding his lute.

"I thought you'd be more irritable."

After hearing Hoder's words, he couldn't help but sat up, and then hiccupped again.

"Impatience? If it's against Legni or the Valkyries, I guess I will jump in a hurry." The old dwarf couldn't help but sigh, "But the Protoss is different. If they really want to make a move, we may not even react. have."

Regin just raised his finger and pointed to the sky above the forest...

"Odin, the king of the gods, has the throne of omniscience, and two ravens patrol the nine worlds. Heimdallr, the guardian of the dawn, sees all directions and hears all directions. If he wants to, he can look down on the entire atrium from a high place. This man The ears are also very sensitive, maybe we can hear everything we are saying."

Yes, in the Nine Realms, the status of the Protoss is so unshakable, and it's not just like that...

"If they are willing, a meteor or a flash of lightning can take our lives. If they don't want to take our lives, they will cast a curse on us and transform us into animals or monsters." At this point, Regin's voice also dropped. , as if recalling the past, "So, there is no point in worrying about this kind of thing, and..."

"And what?"

"You know, I don't think I will die here." He said slowly, his eyes fixed on the campfire in front of him.

"I didn't expect Regin to say such optimistic things." When Regin said that, Siegfried couldn't help but echoed this sentence, because in his impression, his adoptive father had always seemed a little pessimistic and mean.

But when he said that, both Regin and Hoder couldn't help but cast their eyes on him, which made him feel a little subtle or even something wrong.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Maybe even Regin himself didn't think that one day, the death prophecy he had been worrying about would become his vital amulet.

"Okay, I think we are all tired." He lay down on his side, with his back to Hoder and Siegfried, "Good night, the night watch can actually be handed over to that war horse."

"Well, uncle, you should also take a good rest. You are the most tired person today." Siegfried said the same thing. If this place was really in another world, Hoder would of course lie down and rest, but not here.

"This kind of experience is really rare."

In the end, Hoder also chose to log out of the game. He felt that he really had to go out and eat something.