Black Dragon Code

..Black Dragon Codex

"Humanity."

Caesar said that the maid did not ask too much, but in the Elegy game, the traits of higher intelligence and faster thinking of human beings brought them a huge advantage, although there have also emerged many Elegy cards in the clan who are proficient However, in terms of the overall game level, there is still a big gap between the clan and humans.

""OK, just a second. "

As she spoke, she handed the water to Caesar and asked him to sit down, then took out an atlas and prepared to record new information: "Do you have the level certification of the association? I can find the level for you close to the opponent."

Is this a ladder system...

I just mentioned it to the person in charge last time. It seems that they have completed the content and put it into operation, and there seems to be something called an association... Caesar secretly judged, but did not answer.

Seeing this, the waitress with the disheveled hair nodded knowingly: "The tavern will select your opponent in the apprenticeship stage, please follow our referee..."

At this time, Caesar found that Luna was knocking on his back. After a brief spiritual exchange, he took out the thing that the little guy gave him with his tail, glanced at it, and then handed it to the waitress in front of him: "Is this the one?" ? I just forgot."

"epic."

The voice of the maid raised slightly. According to the evaluation by the association, Epic players are basically semi-professional dirge players, most of them are human, and there are very few clans. I didn't expect this to be the one in front of me.

After carefully identifying the authenticity of the badge in the claw of the flying dragon and making a record, she showed Caesar an apologetic smile: "Sorry, Mr. Dragon, there are no other epic players visiting the tavern today, so we have to match the opponent with the smallest gap with you." .”

""It doesn't matter. "Caesar nodded.

"...then please follow me."

The beautiful waitress got up and led Caesar to the sunny hall. The faint smell of wine wafted in the air. She signaled Caesar to sit down and wait at a large long table prepared for the clan, while she quickened her pace and walked. Going to the side of the other table, he asked softly:

"Mr. Gragas, do you want to start a new game? There is an epic player from the clan who is looking for an opponent."

"The epic of the clan?"

A voice full of surprise and doubt sounded immediately,

With the movement of the chair, a bald man with a shirtless body and a brown beard on his cheeks stood up and looked curiously at Caesar who was waiting not far away.

It is said to be strong, but it is more appropriate to describe it as fat. Excessive fat makes this person's waist comparable to that of a dog demon. Caesar's spiritual ability told himself: This person is only thirty years old, but he has a strong beard and obesity. His figure made him look like an old guy in his fifties.

"How are you doing, man."

Gragas sat down across from Caesar carelessly: "I didn't expect that someone from the Black Wing Clan could get the epic rank. I thought that the legendary and epic ranks were exclusive to humans, hey."

Caesar handed over the deck to the referee for inspection before turning around: "Let's start when you're ready."

"Take it easy, friend."

Gragas raised the wine glass in his hand: "A dry game is meaningless, how about we increase the bet? Let's stop playing cards. If I win, you have to buy me a drink Wine, otherwise I invite you. Anyway, the cheapest wine only costs three coppers a glass, no problem, right?"

"good."

Gragas uses a warrior class, while Caesar uses a new class that was launched at the same time as the Blackstone Mountain expansion pack-warlock.

"Feilong, are you exploring a new profession? I have to say that this new profession is really a failure of the Elegy card. A powerful warlock who relies on the power of his bloodline actually becomes a draw of his own vitality in the game. This is too ridiculous, the Elegy card The creator must have had a grudge against the Warlock."

This guy is a chatterbox, mumbling non-stop: "But even if you are exploring a new career, for the sake of good wine, I will not show mercy..."

As a result, in less than an hour, he owed five beers in a row.

Flat out.

"how come?"

Gragas looked at the opponent's shiny warlock badge. Losing five rounds in a row was not a problem, but the problem was that he could not see the hope of victory in each round. The opponent seemed to be able to see through his hand. Every spell card It was all just right, and I couldn't get even the slightest advantage from the beginning to the end.

"Forget it, Gragas, we admit defeat and don't continue."

A companion next to him advised him that they were not locals. Gragas was impulsive and reckless and was always in a state of drunkenness. There were countless fights caused by him in the past, although those were all resolved smoothly. But now it is different from the past. This is the high-pressure northern empire, and the opposite side is not a guy to mess with.

Gragas ignored his companion, and said to himself: "Some time ago, I clearly heard those legendary players say that warlocks at this stage can use too few cards, and the card groups formed are basically low-strength cards. , unstable decks... this is not what a Warlock class should be."

"Can you show me your deck?" Gragas suddenly raised his head and asked a little abruptly.

"random."

Caesar pushed the neat stack of elegy cards on the black table towards Gragas, his attention was not on it, just at the end of the last round, Luna cast a concealment, sneaked to the elegy The tavern is out.

Of course, this couldn't be hidden from Caesar's eyes, he was using spiritual energy to protect the little guy's safety.

"Profanity, demonic plans, horrible slave masters..."

Gragas looked through the deck carefully. Most Elegy players would regard the deck as their own painstaking efforts, and they were unwilling to make it public. It was not easy for the opponent to hand over the deck to him for viewing. A lot of good impressions: "It's a very basic combination, and there is actually no card with more than eight charges."

Gragas sighed. Although he could memorize all these cards, he still couldn't understand the excellence of the deck in a short time.

After deliberating for a while, he took out a can of self-brewed wine from his pocket, and handed it to his opponent: "Well... Flying Dragon, can you tell me about the idea of ​​using this deck? In exchange, I would like to give you a A jar of 'Midsummer', its taste... I believe even your Emperor will like it."

I will also like ?

Caesar glanced at the fat and strong man in front of him. When he said these words, his eyes gleamed with unparalleled confidence. Guys with this kind of performance were either ignorant lunatics, or peerless masters.

Caesar, who maintained the appearance of a flying dragon, took it, opened the jar, and the strong tea-colored wine inside immediately exuded a special aroma. He took a sip, and the spicy and dry taste disappeared in a flash, followed by mild and mellow—— It is indeed the top grade from the hands of the master.

"Excellent." Caesar praised without hesitation, and asked, "There is no such wine in the Northland. Which country did you bring it from?"

"No country is able to deploy 'Midsummer'." The fat and strong man narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said proudly: "It came from the hands of Gragas."

He is a brewing master from the south. He searched for rare brewing ingredients in all parts of Elradia, and tried various brewing recipes. The purpose of coming to the North this time was also the same, but somehow he fell in love again. Elegy card, and paid a lot of time and energy for it.

Gragas denounced the wines of the Northland as "dull, unpalatable inferiors," but lingered in the place for a long time because of the Elegy card.

Once, when he was still drunk, he held up his wine glass and said: "You can't live up to the beautiful wine and elegy!"

After chatting with Gragas about wine making and elegy for a while, the door of the elegy tavern was pushed open again, Caesar turned his head, and a woman in a black robe and a black hood came in.

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