Scene 52 Chase, Escape

Brando had just rushed out of the room when the skeleton in the red armor behind him began to move creakingly. It struggled to twist half of its body, and its movements gradually changed from slow to smooth.

At the same time, several Sylph Spiders also crawled out of the ruins and returned to the young man. Brando found that there were four of them left in total, but the messages sent by two of them clearly showed that they had each discovered the corresponding Target. The Sylph Spider can speak the Wind Tribe language of Tonylu (*). Although Brando does not actually master this language, he seems to be able to understand their meaning - things are not far away from him.

(*Tonilu is the place where the legendary Wind Elf King lives in Warnd. The full name is Tonilu's End of Wind, or the Mountain where Storms Stop; a large number of wind elemental creatures gather here to form different ethnic groups, and their languages ​​come from The ancient runic language family, the Wind Language family, is one of the few remaining magical texts today. Therefore, Tonilu's Wind Language language is also a required course for elementalists - especially storm messengers.)

This gave him some relief. But with the wisdom of these little things, they couldn't tell whether the magic item they found was the elemental revelation scroll he needed. Brando must make his own judgment.

There are two targets in total, one is nearly thirty meters away to the south and the other is fifty meters away to the west. Brando thought about it, and it seemed more likely that the west route would lead to the showroom under the auction table - just backtracking, the danger was self-evident. He thought as he took back two of the Sylph Spiders to prevent this card from accidentally entering the graveyard.

On the other side, two points of soul fire light were rekindled in the dark eyes of the undead.

Brando understands that he doesn't have much time, but his current situation is not a good one. The Thorn of Light is lost in the rubble - he has no time to find it. Charles is no longer there, and his right arm is almost Broken—Unconscious until now. The Sylph Spider couldn't help much, and the Wind Queen's Ring was still charging.

The fatigue caused by the depletion of mana was vaguely accompanied, but luckily he still had more than half of his physical strength left, and there was no loss of life.

He stood unsteadily on the aisle, his mind flashing like lightning. Cursed crossbows can't help much when facing the undead, but perhaps another option is to break out of the second-floor window and go to a densely populated street, but this cannot prevent the terrifying undead from continuing to pursue him—— Life ripples are extremely sensitive to the undead, and there is no possibility of finding a person in the crowd. Especially, in the open area, he had no chance of escaping from the Crusader executioners.

He spat. The Crusader Executioner was not completely without weaknesses, but the absolute gap in strength left him unable to do anything.

He could almost hear the sound of the undead moving again behind him. Brando shook his head and shook off the idea, quickly moving along the corridor with broken walls everywhere. In just a short moment, this small auction house seemed to have encountered a storm. The previous competition had irreversibly changed the terrain here.

But he was not in the mood to care about this at the moment. As soon as the undead caught up with him, he thought he would not be able to escape ten meters away.

"We have to find a way."

He suddenly saw the remains of a skeleton soldier not far away. It should be his masterpiece not long ago, and his heart moved.

There was a click. A giant skeleton wearing blood-colored armor has walked out of the room with a battle ax upside down. It has a huge body that is half rickety, and its withered yellow ribs are like bone swords stuck upside down on its spine, surrounding a central area. A burning flame. It only wears shoulder armor, a helmet and a simple skirt, because under the protection of its bones - its bone plates, which have been tempered by the power of chaos, are tougher than ordinary metal.

It turned its head, and there was silence in the empty aisle. It was startled for a moment. The condition of the ripples of life told him that the weak human was moving along this aisle, but now that feeling became imperceptible.

Brando lay flat next to the remains of the skeleton.

He exhaled gently, then held his breath; he tried to calm his heartbeat and slow down his blood circulation as much as possible, so as not to be too conspicuous in the eyes of the undead. The Crusader Executioner slowed down as expected. Brando's life signs gradually weakened in its gray field of vision. It was a little confused, and the remaining cunning in its instinct made it slow down.

To avoid falling into a trap.

But it's not that Brando is completely invisible, and young people understand this.

He carefully pulled the black steel sword from the claws of the skeleton soldier, his movements slow and gentle. Brando felt that although his heartbeat was slow, every beat was very powerful, like a big drum covered with cowhide, beating on his fragile nerves. I don’t know if this is an illusion, but the huge skeleton is inevitably approaching this way.

Less than ten meters.

At this distance, as soon as Madara's general guards explode, Brando will be separated from his body and head. Once or twice he couldn't help but turn his head, as if subconsciously confirming that his head was still on his neck.

The undead is one step closer.

Brando can no longer remain calm. His calm mentality has been cultivated in the game, but now he is using his life as a bet after all. He glanced at the tall skeleton - Madara's general guard, known for their speed, ruthlessness and carnage throughout the battlefield. The giant axes in their hands are nearly four meters long, and have a force of more than twenty tons in a full blow. Every time they confront them on the battlefield, humans have to pay ten or even a hundred times the price.

In Karasu's war records, the Necromancer recorded that dozens of general guards dispersed Eruin's entire infantry regiment. On the frontline battlefield, these huge monsters look like moving iron towers in the melee, and there are many terrifying legends about them.

Of course, humans also have those famous elite troops that can match them one-on-one.

But Brando hasn't reached that level yet.

When the Crusader's executioner's eyes fell on him, his heart beat uncontrollably and beat loudly. His blood began to circulate uncontrollably, and the power of life seemed to become obvious again. The tall undead paused slightly - a cold feeling suddenly enveloped Brando's head.

It saw through his game.

But only a few seconds passed.

Brando felt his forehead was cold. He would be attacked if he moved even slightly, but even if he could maintain this, he could not last more than a few seconds. He stared at his properties interface, thinking that a few seconds would do nothing. He needed more time, a little more, and he suddenly made up his mind and rolled to one side.

The huge skeleton reacted immediately, and it raised the battle ax - the metal side reflected cold light and hit Brando's face, making him pale. This huge monster was like a gray ghost passing more than ten meters in an instant. The ax was dragged to the side, and a crack opened in the wall with a 'swish' sound. The cold blade was like a plow plowing through the bricks. Cracked bricks and wood embedded in the wall protruded outwards, forming a deep ravine that moved forward rapidly.

The walls on both sides of the underground passage of the auction house have been reinforced, but they are as fragile as a piece of tofu when pulled by the perverted strength of the Crusader executioners. It waved forward, and the wind pressure and cracks immediately extended towards Brando. But the young man made a fake move. He rolled to one side and pushed his feet hard on the ground, jumping in the opposite direction.

The giant skeleton's ax was destined to hit the open space, causing the stone slabs on the ground to crack and scatter stone chips. But Brando jumped between the legs of the tall undead - the Crusader Executioner let out a roar from under the hollow neck bone. This was the scream of the soul. It retracted its ax and wanted to stab at its feet. . But Brando dodged left and right, climbed up, grabbed its thigh bone and turned to the side. Every time the huge bone frame wanted to turn the ax tip, the ceiling blocked the long ax handle. In the blink of an eye, Brando had dodged three attacks in a row. It finally woke up and reached out to catch this cunning human.

Fifteen seconds.

Brando has held on long enough.

When the Crusader Executioner grabbed the huge bones, Brando immediately lowered his head to avoid it. As soon as the charging skill entered the cooldown, he activated it at the same time. The burst of speed gave Brando almost twice as much power as this monster. Deftly, he rushed forward like a continuous afterimage, and at the same time, the power of the sword in his left hand exploded and struck the wall in front——

Nearly 20 energy levels of power bombarded the wall.

The black steel sword let out a mournful cry and broke every inch. But the walls also sunk inwards, and the bricks and stones became intertwined. Brando threw away the sword again and punched with his left hand, causing the wall to collapse. He jumped into the wall, and as expected, this was the room on the other side. The Sylph Spider had already come around through the sewers to wait for him.

He was close to his goal.

But the Crusader executioner was closer to him. Brando didn't dare to neglect, and the last bit of acceleration was like a meteor that opened the door of the room and rushed out. And just as his front feet left, the huge skeleton behind him roared and smashed open the wall. It raised its head with a scream, and separated the broken wall with both hands - letting the dust fall and slide down along the helmet, and then squeezed in with a crash.

The two started chasing each other in a small space, and the auction house was in bad luck - the Crusader Executioner was like a human bulldozer, with a wood-and-stone sandwich wall that was nearly fifty high. It is simply vulnerable to this super power. If it moves forward, any wall will turn into powder and crumble.

In just a split second, it passed through three walls. Viewed from outside the auction house, part of the circular building had collapsed.

Brando anxiously calculated the distance. There were still two rooms. He casually took out the dagger from his belt and threw it out. The Crusader executioner kept knocking it away. The sharp blade only left a white scratch on its bones. It raised its head and faced a sylph spider, but the huge bone frame smashed the thing into a ball of blue with a punch. of sauce.

Brando passed through another room.

The Crusader executioner raised his ax for the second time, which made the young man feel a chill in his vest. It seemed that it was too late.

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