Norman, the young guard commander of Lugaoyin City, finally got rid of the depression he had been feeling for two months and felt a little proud.
Ever since he took over the task of investigating the disappearance of residents, nothing has been achieved. It made him and his several teams unable to hold their heads high.
But at noon today, he was given a new task. Together with several other brigades, he hunted down several teams of job transferees in and outside the city that had been very active recently and might have rebelled.
As if by divine help, their team first caught eight people in the tavern who were performing an oboe and inciting hatred. Then, following the witness clues, they encountered another team at the southern teleportation station. It only took one afternoon to capture nearly half of the targets. It can be said that he has taken the lead in this operation.
What surprised Norman and others even more was that one of the teams was actually related to the disappearance case. The funny thing is that this team has not been instructed to participate in separatist activities, but the dog-legged soul is unbearably lonely. When it sees an opportunity to cause trouble, it starts to actively cooperate. The level of awareness is simply amazing.
The guards and some job transferees involved in the operation tried not to make too much noise, but with a large number of teams coming and going, the atmosphere in Lugaoin City still seemed a bit tense that day.
These did not affect the mood of Mo Bei and the other three strolling on the street. They had already done what they could, and they couldn't get involved in everything. Mo Bei even has a detached mentality that hides his merit and fame.
Perona was holding a bag of butter fruits, and she hadn't stopped talking all afternoon. The belt around the waist has been loosened twice and now looks bulging.
She had always had a large appetite, but there was no sign of continued growth anywhere on her body, which made Mo Bei very puzzled. Looking at her stretched out belly, he couldn't help but say:
"You need to grow a little more, don't just grow a waist in the end."
"Huh? What kind of snack?" Perona raised her head and asked.
"...It's nothing, just eat yours..." Mo Bei responded angrily, looked at the streets around him, his eyes lit up, and he continued:
"It's not far from the Mage Guild. Let's go to the Mage Guild to see if Elder Kane is back. Maybe he knows some ways to improve the efficiency of using cubes!"
The more he talked about it, the more likely it was. The energy consumption of the Horadric Cube was so terrible that it was simply too much to bear. He suspected that there might be something wrong with the way they used it.
Kane is the only remaining Horadrim. He must have a certain understanding of this artifact, and 80% of the time he will know the correct way to use it.
Really as witty as me. Mo Bei snapped his fingers and left. The three of them quickened their pace, turned around a few streets, and arrived at the gate of the Mages Guild when the sun turned west.
After asking around, he learned that Kane was really here. Mo Bei followed the enthusiastic old man's guidance excitedly and found a magic laboratory. He saw two slightly stooped old men gathered in front of a table. .
One of them was Kane, who was wearing a gray robe. The gray robe seemed to be much cleaner than the previous one, and the style was slightly different.
But the old man next to him was not Zhuo Genan. He was wearing a brown fur with a fur coat close to his body and a coarse cloth underneath. In the hot climate, Lu Gaoyin dressed like this, which was really unusual, and He also wore a red nightcap, which looked strange.
"I'm talking about Lysander, why is your potion smelling worse than sandworm mucus?" Kane couldn't help but waved his sleeves, but still stared at the long sink on the table.
"Without strong medicinal properties, it is impossible to get rid of these old filth. Although the smell of carrion moss is a bit strange, its decomposition ability is second to none." The strange old man didn't seem to notice the smell emanating from the bubbling sink in front of him. It smells bad, and there is even a somewhat happy expression on his face. .
Kane noticed someone was outside the door, raised his head, and saw Mo Bei and the other three standing about a foot away from the door holding their noses, looking like they were holding back. He looked down at the sink in front of him and gave a wry smile. , walked out of the laboratory.
"Haha, the smell here is not very good. Why don't you go to the study and wait for a while. I will be here soon."
"Elder Kane, we found this." Mo Bei seemed a little impatient. He proudly took out the Horadric Cube and waved it in front of Kane.
Kane was stunned when he saw the cube, then patted his forehead and turned directly back to the laboratory, leaving Mo Bei and the others looking at each other.
But when he met the strange look in the eyes of the strange old man Lysander, he suddenly reacted, turned around suddenly, and made a muffled "click" sound, which almost made his waist dodge.
"Is it... not an illusion..." Kane stared at the Horadric Cube in Mo Bei's hand, a little incoherent.
Mo Bei directly placed the cube in his hand, and the real touch completely brought Kane back to his senses, and his eyes gradually changed from confusion to radiance.
"The Horadric Cube. Really the Horadric Cube. You... where did you find it?"
"It's the maze under the dry plateau." Mo Bei waved his hand and spoke in a relaxed and carefree tone, completely forgetting how he had successfully detached himself during the search.
"Incredible... You really make me feel incredible..." Kane stared at the three of them for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said to Lysander, who also walked beside him and was admiring the legendary artifact:
"Quickly, take out the handle of the staff. I think we can repair it directly."
Kane walked to the sink and looked around for tools to fish out the potion.
"Why is that clip missing?"
"Why do you need a clamp? Aren't you a mage?" Lysander curled his lips.
Kane then woke up as if from a dream, and used telekinesis to levitate a long stick in the potion above the liquid surface, dripping black potion downwards.
"Is there anything you can use to wipe this broken potion off of you?"
"Broken... broken potion!?" As a fanatical pharmacist, Lysander stopped on the spot. If he wasn't afraid of being splashed with the broken potion from the opponent's mouth, he would have rushed up to make Kane look good.
Kane didn't notice his change of mood at all. He was focused on searching for useful things in the inventory, which made Lysander feel depressed for a while.
Mo Bei stepped forward, took out a water bag, and slowly started rinsing along the long stick. When the black liquid was almost gone, he took out a piece of cloth and wiped it clean.
Kane gave him another admiring look, put the long stick into the cube, put in the metal pattern, and started to synthesize it.
But after he concentrated for a moment, there was no response in the cube.
"This cube..."
"The cube should be fine. We tried it many times yesterday." Mo Bei directly answered Kane's question.
"Strange, the literature clearly records that they were united to restore them into the Horadric Staff..." Kane frowned in thought, even wondering if there was something wrong with his memory.
"How about you let Perona try it? She is amazing!" Mo Bei looked proud.
Perona held her round belly, took small square steps, stepped forward to take the Horadric Cube, and felt it. . It seems a little floaty. . .
But after some conscious control, there was no response.
"She...may have had enough to eat today..." Mo Bei felt that he couldn't hold back the pride on his face.
Perona also lowered her head in embarrassment.
"I think... I must have been negligent. Both parts were seriously damaged... Try adding this one." Kane took out another No. 9 rune and handed it to Perona.
Rune No. 9 Ot, placed in the Horadric Cube, can restore all durability to weapons that are difficult to repair beyond the ability of craftsmen. Rune No. 8 Ral can be used to repair armor.
After putting the runes into the square, Perona tried again, and the pattern on the square became blazing white just like when it was activated for the first time.
A sound of successful synthesis echoed in the magic laboratory. Perona handed the cube into Mo Bei's hands, obviously mentally exhausted again. The cost of repairing this item was almost beyond her limit.
Mo Bei held the cube in his left hand and flipped his right hand over, revealing a straight long dark golden staff with a simple and elegant shape, but the head of the staff was slightly sharp, and it seemed that it could be used as a long-handled weapon.
Staff of Horadric
Hand damage: 12-20
Durability: 50-50
Strength required: 30
Staff Level - Rapid Attack Speed
+50% increased attack speed
+10 life
+10 mana
All resistances +10
+50% damage against undead
This staff, which was of great significance to the Horadrim clan, reappeared in front of Kane after a long period of time, but he did not show much excitement.
The main reason why he was so excited just now was because he saw the Horadric Cube.
As for this staff, if it could be repaired, he would naturally be very happy. But at this time, when he looked at the staff, his gray eyebrows, which were almost an inch long, wrinkled slightly and murmured. :
"This staff seems to have not been completely restored. The Staff of Horadric in the records is much more powerful than this..."
