Level: Level 18 Bard

Specialties: Power Chords, Tough Soul, Crescendo Rhythm

Explanation: Bards themselves are geniuses and talents. They may come from wealth or poverty. They sing true or false stories with their wisdom. In spring, they sing in the garden. In summer, they sing under the shade of trees. In autumn,

Sing in the threshing floor. In winter, sing by the fire. In the evening breeze and the setting sun, the bard walks from one place to another distant place. Bratt is the best bard.

【Ezreal Andre】

Race: human

Level: Level 16 Ranger

Feats: Elemental Affinity, Swift Step, Crescendo Rhythm

Explanation: From the moment he was born, Ezreal lived a noble life that countless people could not imagine. As the son of Grand Duke Andre, Ezreal was lucky. He wanted to learn swordsmanship, and Andre

He invited Aslan's royal swordsman to teach him. He wanted to learn magic, and Adaline's lecturer became a guest at home. However, in the dead of night, he could not help but reveal his yearning for true freedom.

Is the profession of a noble son actually a ranger? Theos thought.

What he didn't know was that Ezreal had not yet lived the life of a ranger, and the farthest place he had ever been was his family's territory and manor.

Although their home is quite big.

"Please allow me to praise your bravery..." Brat took out a small harp and held it in his hand. His fingertips slid and a string of beautiful notes suddenly flowed out.

A hymn of valor!

A strange magic ripple accompanied the sound of the piano, spreading around like sound waves. A burst of blue shimmer appeared on the bodies of Bratt and Sikka.

The bard's spells are different from those of the mage. They are activated by thoughts, combined with the rhythmic language and music, and then burst out some kind of magic power.

They can use this form of magic to weaken enemies, inspire allies, manipulate minds or create illusions, and heal wounds.

"Please allow me to admire your perseverance..."

A different melody was played, this time a green ripple was stirred and spread.

"I will sing music for your swiftness..."

Another melody, this time it stirred up a purple ripple.

"Please allow me..."

Before the fight even started, Blatter held a concert by himself!

After a while, his and Sikka's bodies were already colorful and completely enveloped in rainbow-like light.

You... Theos wiped his sweat subconsciously. Brat's amplification spell has been fully used. If the system can display the status bar, it should be dazzling...

"Hmph." Miro who was standing next to him was obviously very shameless about Bratt's behavior.

Here, Ezreal did not take out his sword, but raised his right arm.

Only then did Theos see that the noble ranger was wearing a strange metal wristband on his right wrist.

The golden eye magic flowed, and Theos discovered the weirdness of this wrist guard.

"Good guy."

If Bratt is the buff master, then Ezreal can be said to be the equipment master.

How many demons are possessed by your wrist guards???

Theos clearly saw that the magic circuits in Ezreal's hands were densely packed.

With the runes shining, golden arcane missiles instantly condensed in the air and shot toward Bulat.

Accompanied by the strange echo of arcane magic, these arcane missiles came one after another, like a chain of arrows, and the power of each arcane missile was quite impressive.

Who said rangers must shoot arrows? Ezreal disagreed.

"Mamma Mia, I'm so scared! Sikka, let's run!" Bulat made an extremely exaggerated expression of fear and ran away.

Bulat, who was wearing a bunch of boosting states, was already extremely agile at this time. Ezreal's arcane missiles couldn't hit any of them. Theos shook his head.

It is true that spells can be released through magic items, but the control is far inferior.

But Ezreal has a huge amount that works wonders, and there are more and more of these arcane missiles.

Crescendo rhythm!

"Sikka!" Bulat yelled.

On the shoulder, the kitten's gem-like eyes narrowed, and layers of blessings were superimposed on one person and one cat. Under the superposition of amplified auras, they almost turned into two flash bombs.

At this time, a magic missile appeared in front of Xi Ka and flew out.

Kitten is obviously more magical than Ezreal. Her magic missiles are very flexible. At the same time, under the heavy amplification, the energy level emitted by this simple missile is already terrifying.

Shika has the Spell Penetration feat, which makes her attacks very destructive.

"flash!"

Seeing that he was about to be hit, Ezreal flashed and disappeared, only to reappear after the missile dissipated.

Then, Ezreal took out a magic energy stone and added it to the wrist guard.

"It seems this battle will take a long time." Theos sighed.

This is indeed the case, both of them are unique.

Here are two great assistants, the most aggressive one is actually Cat, while Bratt is a wretched one. On the other side is a pure krypton gold boss who can consume resources unscrupulously.

But there was a gap between the two sides, and in the end it was Blatter who defeated the other.

"Win! Sikka, we are the strongest!" Brat cheered.

"Meow!" The kitten was also very happy.

"I should have brought more magic energy stones with me..." Ezreal said dejectedly.

"Cat climbing frame." Milo said.

"Huh, what's wrong with the cat climbing frame? You are jealous!" Brat is thick-skinned enough, and he is not ashamed of it, but proud of it.

"Why do you feel that... Feather Scale Club is a bit uncertain?" Theos suddenly felt a little unsure, his teammates are all weird!

But it doesn't matter, he will claw out if it doesn't work!

When I think about it this way, I feel relieved.

Open any door and return to the station. Everyone is chatting and resting. After a while, it gets dark.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who?"

Everyone obviously didn't know that anyone would come at this moment, but Brat still got up and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Bratt was stunned.

"What happened?" Ren frowned and stood up.

"No, no."

"Hello, gentlemen." There was a middle-aged man standing outside the door. He was wearing a waiter's uniform trimmed with gold. He took off his hat and saluted slightly. "The carriage is ready."

He stepped aside and saw a long line of luxury carriages and a group of attendants parked in front of the courtyard.

"Damn rich man!" Blatt wailed.

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