Chapter 418 Chapter 418

Oracles in the wilderness world, it is normal to upgrade to one level in thirty to fifty years-such as Storm and Thunder.

It can be said that the talent is outstanding-such as the bloody bull.

Promoting one level in three to five years is definitely a wizard of the sky-such as Jean.

Promoted to the middle oracle level at the age of fifty? No one thought about this speed, and never heard of such a person in the wilderness world before.

This is to let Link rest assured: if others upgrade quickly, how can he still play?

Fortunately, it is very difficult for everyone to upgrade. Link worked hard to point three part-time jobs and all two ranks. In the elementary oracle level, he should also be the strongest batch.

This goal is much easier than rising to level 100-level 100 is an energy point of 100 billion level, and it takes hundreds of thousands of days to earn one million a day, that is, hundreds of years.

Of course, judging from the ease of Link’s ability to play Transcendent after level 50, he was afraid that he would be able to beat each other head-on with the fear beholder at level 100.

For hundreds of years to be able to be so strong, Pablo ruled its ancestor-Lord Monrosa will be heart-warming after hearing this!

And now, the steel giant Eric has started to party.

Originally, he was in the southwest to check the traces of the last war of the Oracles to assess his level of strength.

Buffalo hasn’t had time to repair the large area of ​​ruins. The casualties of the base personnel are very heavy, and the remaining half of the base is enough.

The more valuable things in the ruins were also first recovered by Buffalo. Most of the other mercenaries and deserters were not interested in picking up trash. The price/performance ratio was too low, so it was better to go out of the city to kill a few bugs.

Eric walked around the ruins with a group of subordinates, and had to be shocked by the intensity of this oracle war.

The bloody bull has a low level, but dared to work hard, and within half an hour broke out the strongest combat effectiveness, abruptly matched with Pablo.

If it weren’t for God X generation, he would actually have a chance to win.

This kind of desperate fight, naturally, can’t take care of preserving the base below.

The traces left are quite terrifying, and even Eric has a heavy heart when he sees it, with a sense of sadness.

The bloody savage bull that exploded to such an extent, coupled with a storm and thunder, unexpectedly died and disappeared, Eric was really not confident that he could survive.

He is alone, and the overall strength of his subordinates is strong, but he can help at the critical moment, and there are not so many who are willing to help.

All things considered, the strength is not much stronger than that of Buffalo.

Buffalo is directly crippled, and the result of replacing it with his steel city is similar.

If you have to say what help this battle has given Eric, it’s probably…it’s okay, don’t work hard, there is really nothing left when you die.

Of course, the Buffalo itself wanted to kill Pablo and obtain divine power crystals and oracle-level materials. Not only did it want to keep the base, but it was also considered to have died for food.

Eric didn’t think he would be so stupid.



He has descendants, but he has no talent. Now the strongest one is barely a medium-superior.

It sounds not bad, but these descendants have not lacked all kinds of resources and training methods since they were young, and obtaining this kind of strength can only be said to be so-so talent.

Those who are truly talented, like Tina, used some potions at the age of fifteen and were promoted to extraordinary after one or two months of training.

Or, like Vallena, who has certain resources, she becomes a high and transcendent person at the age of twenty-six.

Putting this kind of talent into the ruling family of the big base is a potential stock worth focusing on.

Conversely, no matter how close the parents are, they will not waste resources indefinitely to the descendants of ordinary talents, and it is even less possible for them to desperately obtain divine power crystals for them.

This kind of person gets the crystallization of divine power, is also eroded into the life of a monster, and has no chance to be promoted to the oracle.

Which parents would waste the most precious resources just to kill their children?

Just as Eric was thinking about his family affairs with sadness, two people walked out of a ruined building in the distance.

One of the old men was gesticulating at the signs of the war on the ruins, apparently similar to Eric’s purpose.

Eric didn’t care much.

There are not many people in the ruins, but it is not that there are no people. The mercenaries of this kind of three-five-one group are still seen sporadically.

But his gaze swept across and away from Claude’s face. After a few seconds, he frowned, moved back to his gaze, and muttered, “This face… why is it a bit familiar?”

The spiritual attributes of the oracle will not be too low, and even worse, it will pass the 50-point mark.

Intelligence does not necessarily increase, but simple memory and calculation capabilities are far beyond ordinary people.

Eric immediately determined that Claude was not the people around him often, or the relatives of these people.

In addition, there are too few people who can feel familiar with the oracle.

After a few seconds, Eric overlapped the young white face with a bearded face deep in his memory.

His body trembled subconsciously: “This is the son of Furious Lion…?”

Well, it’s really healed from a serious illness now. There are women, daughters and sons-in-laws. Claude is now gentle and elegant, completely different from the violent and brutal curly lion.

Eric didn’t think he was a person at all, but wanted to be a related person. The son was naturally the most reasonable guess.

As an oracle, and a relatively powerful oracle, it is impossible for Eric to withdraw when he sees other people’s sons.

As a result, the two sides proceeded along the established route and got together within two minutes.

Claude and Gene also saw Eric, but Claude could beat Eric by himself, so he didn’t take this seriously.

Eric couldn’t help it anymore: “Hey, boy, where did your dad hide?”

Cloud and Gene turned their heads together, and instantly understood who this sentence was asking.

Claude pointed his finger at himself: “You ask me?”

Eric frowned: “If you don’t ask you, don’t you ask the old man? How does he look like a kid.”

Gene: (╬ ̄翣翣)? ? ? Old boy, you have a kind!

Claude nodded: “Are you still asking my father?”

Eric became impatient: “Yes, I have been looking for him for a long time, let him get out of me, don’t keep hiding.”

Claude’s eyes became cold, and the air on his body began to faintly twisted: “Sorry, my dad has been dead for many years, do you want to go and look for him?”

A warning sign rose in Eric’s heart, he put on a guard posture, and he didn’t believe it: “Impossible. It’s impossible for that silly lion to die if I die, don’t lie to me!”

When Claude heard the words, his expression was stagnant: “You mean, my dad… is the furious lion?”

Eric snorted: “Otherwise? Your little white face is exactly the same as your father when he was young, no, he is even younger than him! You don’t even have a beard.”

Claude raised his hand and touched it, although the beard that Susan trimmed for him was close to his face, it was really not long.

But, is this the same thing as nothing?

However, looking at Eric’s unkempt beard half the size of a human head, Claude probably understood the reason-it was almost the same with his young beard.

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