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Volume 4 Breaking the Limit Volume 8 Chapter 26 The Wrath of Three Elements

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    Wow~ "How is it possible? The mission was just released this morning, and he actually completed it!" "B-level mission, this guy actually completed a B-level high-level mission, incredible, he looks so young!" "Did you hear that? Yi Lingxing  The identity of a mercenary shows that he did it alone. Oh God, that is the Ghost Rider. Even the top fighters may not be their opponents. The Seahorse Mercenary Group has made a profit, it really has made a profit!" There was an uproar, the mercenary!  Soldier missions are not as detailed as mercenary groups. There are only two mercenary missions in the same level, one is ordinary and the other is advanced.  A mercenary group at one lower level can accept ordinary tasks at the upper level, while at the same level, it can accept all tasks within the level.  For example, a C-level upper-level mercenary group can only accept B-level ordinary tasks, while a B-level lower-level mercenary group can only accept B-level high-level tasks. Of course, being able to accept it is a matter of time, and whether it can be completed is another matter.  You have to do things according to your ability. Generally speaking, only B-level medium mercenary groups will take on B-level high-level tasks. High-level tasks are several times more difficult than ordinary tasks. It is difficult for lower-level mercenary groups of the same level.  Finish.  "Sir, the B-level high-level mission 'Eradication of the Ghost Rider' is confirmed to be completed. The lone mercenary is completed. The group reward is exempted. The individual mercenary reputation points are awarded 4,000 and the gold coins are awarded 10,000. Your personal reputation points have reached 4,070, confirmed.  To be promoted to a B-level low-level mercenary, you can enjoy a 25% discount on purchasing items, and you can participate in B-level and lower-level auctions. You still need 4,300 personal reputation points to be promoted to a B-level mid-level mercenary. " Mercenary promotion.  The higher the level, the more difficult it is, and the more and more reputation is required to upgrade a level. A B-level superior mercenary requires 20,000 total points, and a full 50,000 mercenary reputation points are required to upgrade to an A-level mercenary.  , as for S-class mercenaries, one million mercenary reputation points are required.  The mission of killing the vampire marquis.  The highest reward is only 50,000 personal reputation points. You can imagine how difficult it will be to increase the level later. Of course, that mission will give a lot of money.  Because the rules of the Mercenary Guild prohibit mercenary groups or lone mercenaries from delivering low-level tasks. For example, the Seahorse Mercenary Group at this time is already a C-level lower level, and they will be prohibited from accepting D-level ordinary tasks.  At the very least, they can only accept D-level high-level missions. This prevents high-level mercenary groups from completing low-level missions in quick succession to gain reputation.  Such regulations also prevent mercenaries with too high levels from appearing in low-level mercenary groups and helping low-level mercenary groups to improve their levels. Of course, if they do not help the mercenary group as mercenaries,  Instead, they help as ordinary people, and the mercenary guild has no control over it. However, almost no strong people will do this. That is not helping people at all, but harming them. The level of the mercenary group is too high, but there is no corresponding response.  Strength.  It is likely to be challenged by other mercenary groups.  And once it is verified by the mercenary union that the gap between the strength and level of the mercenary group is too large, there will be extremely severe punishments, ranging from being demoted to being directly deducted of all reputation points and disbanding the mercenary group.  ¡­ ¡­ The staff handed the ring back to Xia Zuo, and Xia Zuo took it with a smile, but cursed ¡°Black-hearted Guild¡± in his heart.  The reward is only 10,000 gold coins, and that helmet is the Ghost Rider¡¯s protective helmet.  If it were put up for auction, the value would be around thirty or forty thousand gold coins at least.  However, this matter must be viewed from both sides. First of all, the mercenary guild is definitely not a charity organization. They also need to make money to maintain the operation of the guild. Although the mission items are valuable, mercenary reputation points cannot be bought with money. B-level is medium.  Mercenaries.  As long as Xia Zuo spends 100,000 gold coins to buy something at the Mercenary Guild, compared with the market price, he will spend 25,000 gold coins less, plus the reward gold coins from the Mercenary Guild.  That's about as much as the real value of that helmet.  In the long run, of course it is more cost-effective to hand in missions. Mercenary guilds are located all over the world, and you can enjoy discounts wherever you go.  ¡­ ¡°Mr. Uta, did you really kill the Ghost Rider?¡± Xia Zuo put on the ring again, and Alfred said in disbelief.  "Of course! It's hard to kill, and I almost died!" Xia Zuo said modestly. Of course, he couldn't tell Alfred the truth. He couldn't tell Alfred that he had a powerful demon with him.  "Mr. Uta, I am Terry, the leader of the B-level medium mercenary group, the Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group. Your Excellency has outstanding strength and is the talent our Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group needs. Therefore, I sincerely invite Mr. Uta to join our Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group."  Dragon Mercenary Group." A tall, thin, red-haired middle-aged man came over and handed Xia Zuo his business card.  "I am Benfis, the leader of the Super Soul Mercenary Group. Although our Super Soul Mercenary Group is only a B-level low-level mercenary group, it will soon be promoted to the intermediate level. Please consider it, Mr. Uta!" "Uta, now,  I¡¯m the leader of the Iron Fist Mercenary Group, Philomena, this is my business card!¡± Two more people left!Coming up, one was a middle-aged wizard wearing a wizard's robe, and the other was a woman in her thirties, both of whom handed Xia Zuo their business cards.  Among mercenaries, there are only a few lone mercenaries. The vast majority of mercenaries are members of mercenary groups. After all, a person's strength is limited. There is no support during the battle and the danger is high. Therefore, except for some strong men with relatively withdrawn personalities,  Or, few others will be lone mercenaries.  Among mercenary groups, there is another form called a mercenary squad. The number of mercenary squads is strictly controlled within five people, and the minimum cannot be less than three. However, this form of mercenary group is also very difficult.  rare.  Seeing someone coming to fight for Xia Zuo, Alfred's face was slightly ugly, but he was speechless. The strength of the Seahorse Mercenary Group was here, and it was incomparable with these large mercenary groups. However, Xia Zuo was a temporary  Member, as long as Alfred doesn't fire him, according to the rules of the Mercenary Guild, Xia Zuo will have to stay in the Seahorse Mercenary Group for at least two months before he can leave the group.  "Well" Xia Zuo looked at the business cards of several people, and then looked at their sincere eyes, "I will remember you, and we will wait until two months later. I am from Haima now!" In front of everyone  "People," Xia Zuo said very directly. After all, he only had casual acquaintances with the Haima Mercenary Group. There was no reason to stay in the Haima Mercenary Group. Xia Zuo didn't owe them anything.  "Let's go, Mr. Uta, let's have a drink! Let's celebrate!" Seeing Alfred's bad expression, the bald mercenary knew what he was thinking, and patted Alfred on the shoulder to express comfort, and shouted  stand up.  "Yes! Drink and drink!" "Let's go, boss, Mr. Utta!"  Bartley Manor.  A private manor in the countryside ten kilometers away from the Mercenary Guild, covering an area of ??300 acres.  There are golf courses, fighting training grounds and other facilities inside. It originally belonged to the A-class heavy armor mercenary group, which was owned by Shabi's brother Clark. However, Clark led the heavy armor mercenary group to Spain a year ago, and this manor arrived.  Shabi's hands.  "Captain, have you heard? Uta from the Seahorse Mercenary Group completed the Ghost Rider mission alone!" A mercenary ran into the living room in a panic.  Shabi is taking people to eat and drink.  After hearing this, they all stood up in confusion.  "The task of eradicating the Ghost Rider requires at least the strength of an intermediate great fighter to have any chance of completing it. If you have fighting skills, you have to be more confident, otherwise you can only be a high-level great fighter. What kind of strength does this guy have?" Sabi looked ugly.  .  "How about. Give them the money!" The woman with colorful hair looked uneasy.  "Bang!" Shabi responded with a slap. The aura of the senior fighter exploded, and he slapped the colorful-haired woman away. He said angrily: "Just giving money like this, does he think I, Shabi, is easy to bully?  Huh?" The woman with colorful hair fell against the wall, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, covering her face and staring at Sabi.  Eye circles are red.  "No wonder these guys are so confident. If they want to take money from Shabi, he must have that ability" Shabi took two deep breaths and took out a green bead from his arms.  Crush it hard.  "Boss, do you want to" The mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him saw Shabi's movements and asked hurriedly.  "Hmm" Shabi nodded.  "It's time to repay the favor they owe. Although they owe it to my brother, it's the same as paying it back to me. My brother will be back soon If he knew that I was bullied like this, he might do something."  "When will Lord Clark come back? Why don't you wait until Lord Clark comes back before dealing with those guys in the Seahorse Mercenary Group?" asked the mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.  "It may take another half a month, and we can't catch up" Shabi shook his head, and his expression changed again.  He scolded: "My brother is my brother, and I am me. I can deal with the Seahorse Mercenary Group without him." "Yes. That's what the boss said!" The mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks nodded repeatedly, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a subtle way.  Skip, very disdainful.  He knows best what kind of virtue Shabi is. He always thinks about my brother and how my brother is doing. He still acts like he is responsible for everything he encounters. The people who follow him all know that, if Clark hadn¡¯t been suppressing him,  Others were afraid of the legendary fighter Clark's strength. Shabi had been hacked to death countless times.  "Is it worth it? Those three people are worth more than 10,000 gold coins, and they can't be exchanged for even one million." The colorful-haired woman who was slapped in the face covered her face and came back, saying in a cold voice.  "It's worth it, of course it's worth it. Am I really short of money? I can sell anything here for more than 10,000 gold coins. What I want is face, do you understand?" Shabi raised his hand and punched the woman twice on the forehead.  .  Shabi and others ate and drank for a while, then opened the door?Two streaks of light flew from the distant sky outside the gate and crashed in front of the gate of the manor villa.  But there were three people, an old white man holding a wizard's wand, with an aura as deep as the deep sea, and a dark-skinned middle-aged Arab, with arms thicker than his own thighs, holding a giant hammer, with a fiery aura, and the rest  The man was a yellow man, very young, with short hair and small eyes, wearing a kimono, holding a scepter half a man's height, and exuding a soft aura.  The professions of these three people are wizard, casting master, and messenger of the wind god respectively. They are the famous mercenary team "Three Yuan Wrath" in the Brest area. There are only three of them in the whole team, but their team level has reached  They are B-level superiors, and each of them is a high-level fighter.  "Shaabi, what do you want from us?" said the Arab, who was a foundry master. He spoke in French, but with a strong Arabic accent.  "Abdul, Vernon, Murakami Ryuichi, long time no see" Shabi stood up to greet him, "I heard that your team will be going on a promotion mission. It's really gratifying, hahaha" "Don't talk nonsense, we are very happy.  "Busy, tell me if you have anything to say!" Wizard Vernon said coldly.  "Ahem, that's it." Shabi coughed lightly, covering up the embarrassment of being choked, and said: "There is a small matter, I would like to ask the three of you for help, the Seahorse Mercenary Group" Shabi quickly connected himself with  The entanglement of the Seahorse Mercenary Group was mentioned once, but in his mouth, the matter was twisted into the Seahorse Mercenary Group blackmailing him. This guy had already said black as white.  "Just this little thing? Do you need three of us? They only have one big fighter" Abdul said indifferently after hearing this.  "Sabi, Master Clark is not coming back, why are you looking for us?" Ryuichi Murakami, holding the scepter, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes into a thin line.  "I can't wait any longer. They will come here tomorrow to get the money. Then they will have to trouble the three of them. We will handle the funeral affairs. How about it? If you agree to help me, the favor you owe my brother will be wiped out."  Bi reluctantly smiled and said that the auras of these three high-level fighters made him feel very depressed, as if a big stone was pressing down on his heart.  "Write it off in one stroke? You have the final say?" Murakami Ryu raised his eyebrows and asked.  "Of course!" Shabi nodded with certainty. Clark was more than ten years older than him and had loved him since he was a child. He was also influenced by Clark and chose to become a mercenary.
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