Amber Sword Chapter 449: Scene 142 Wen Yan's Hope (4) (Update 3)2

Chapter 449: Scene 142 Wen Yan’s Hope (4) (Update 3)_2

And it actually happened to ‘himself’!

Brand couldn’t help but cough, then instinctively looked around. Worried that 25 or 40 players might jump out to RAID him or sothing, though the thought was a bit unreal, what was happening now was already unreal enough.

In comparison, it seed that anything else happening wasn’t that unbelievable anymore.

But wait, after a brief mont of shock, Brand reacted. With his understanding of the ga, since he had the elite template—then the change in attributes should not just reflect in the numbers.

What about elite skills?

What about additional resistance?

Brand imdiately switched the nu down, and sure enough, he found three newly expanded slots under the character’s skills section. Written in a ghostly green text were: Elite Skills, Additional Resistance. However, these slots were all locked at the mont, each accompanied by numbers like:

(45), (47), (60)

Brand only hesitated slightly before understanding what these ant—level lock. This was the sa as the additional elent slots after elent enlightennt, presumably requiring the corresponding level to unlock.

However, the latter also required elent points in addition to reaching the corresponding level.

And the skills of the elite individuals stood on par with general lower combat skills, while the additional resistance was akin to adding an extra cloak equipnt slot at most. But if this mutation continued, reaching the level of a BOSS, elite BOSS, or even a world leader, that would be completely different.

Brand pursed his lips and felt a slight excitent. The skills of a BOSS were already at the interdiate level, the elite BOSS’s at the upper level, while a world leader had skills that surpass players, the only thod to get top-tier skills.

Even though it’s obvious that breaking through the boundaries must follow NPC rules, aning the chances diminish as one advances. That’s why only one out of ten NPCs reach the level of elent enlightennt or Gold Rank, and why the distribution of strong individuals in this world forms such a distinct pyramid shape.

Otherwise, the latter part of the ga would not have beco dominated by players.

But in any case, having a possibility is always good, even if it is as fleeting as a cloud in the sky. Brand quickly cald down from the unusual situation because he had sothing even more important to check—the elent.

He opened the panel, and sure enough, saw these two words behind the elent enlightennt section: Stability, Stasis.

This was not his elent but the nature of the elental power he sensed. As his strength grows, the descriptions of this elental power will beco more extensive and precise—until he breaks through that barrier, at that mont, the true power of the law that belongs to him will descend upon him.

Only by then could he be said to truly have the qualification to flexibly use the power of the elent.

Elent points, rule skills, domain, warrior after elent enlightennt can indeed be said to be non-human existence. But this is also why it is so difficult to cultivate elents in Amber Sword, not to ntion even qualifying to enter the Gold Rank, which stops most people in their tracks.

In fact, this is a widely known rule in Amber Sword because there are two necessary conditions for ordinary people to enter the Gold Rank: breaking through absolute strength to reach 100 energy levels and being able to sense elental power. The first condition among these two is not difficult for most people with certain talents, yet they finally can only stay at the Silver Peak.

The reason is simple: they cannot sense the elental power.

The elent is the law of the world, if one cannot see the thread manipulating the law on the other side of the world, no matter how strong one is, there is no chance of touching the elental wall.

Comparatively, Wizards, Priests, and even Knights are far easier to touch the thread’s rules than warriors, thus aning the latter in the ga’s NPC ratio is one in a million. Brand knew a few warriors who enlightened elent, only Bujia and a few oddities. Others mostly held dual identities as knights.

And like him, who had an epiphany through a serendipitous mont, was even rarer.

In this respect, his luck was indeed unparalleled.

However, what truly confused him was the description of the elent nature. If his elent was ice, or cold, or even North Wind or Water, or a higher tier of Heat, he probably wouldn’t be this puzzled.

Because the external form of his elent was clearly a secondary elent of ice and cold, but the descriptive nature of the elent was stasis and stability—this seed more like a description of space or ti.

Brand couldn’t help but look at his hand, feeling a bit bewildered for a mont.

Is it ice or space?

The gap between these two is not trivial; ice is one of the four major upper elents. But space and ti are legendary Power of Existence.

The young man shook his head and then looked up, to see Antitina and Romantic walking over together. He was slightly taken aback because he saw the two girls holding hands with a shy little girl looking at him—

A little girl with long green hair, at most eight or nine years old.

A Senia person.

Brand slightly frowned.

The only village in the south was Green Village on the Tonyger border; if he rembered correctly, a group of Senia people lived there. The legend says that the Senia people are descendants of the Forest Son. These short humans are close relatives of the Druid in the forest themselves with so wild abilities; hence they’d always been considered barbarians.

The Senia People are extrely secluded, gathering on the forest’s edge, unwilling to naturalize to Erune. The local lord usually adopts a laissez-faire attitude toward these so-called ‘inferior races’, though few would suppress them with bloodshed.

It seed that Gruding was one of them.

But what was that guy doing capturing a young Senia girl, as nobles wouldn’t deign to interact with these barbarians; even being touched by the hand would be considered a disgrace. Common folk didn’t think highly of these isolated people either.

The young man subconsciously touched his chin.

But Green Village, that was his destination.

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