Act 90 The Dead and the King(5)

Ten Acts: The Dead and the King (Second update, please support, you read that right, the strong must rise up)

The mercenary captain noticed Brando's movements and was stunned: "Sir?"

"I'll go around behind it. (" Brando interrupted him and replied.

Although Ghost Rider is an undead, his intelligence is close to that of a normal human being. It won't stay here forever and let these rats that it sees as vulnerable drag him to death bit by bit. As long as it has about 10% of its life left, it will retreat decisively. But of course Brando will not allow the duck to fly.

"No, that's too dangerous." Huque was stunned for a moment. He roughly guessed what Brando was going to do, and hurriedly stopped him: "I'll go for you."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?" Brando asked. In fact, he didn't want to do it. Although he had done it himself every time before such unfortunate endings, you must know that the other party was the Ghost Rider, and even a single mistake would not be tolerated in this world. matter.

That's not as simple as failing a level, but losing one's life. Anyone faced with such a situation would probably be so nervous that their heart would be pounding.

His only reliance is his unyielding talent. As long as he protects his heart and head, he can at least ensure that he will not be like a passerby - at least he can finish writing a will without any problem.

"You can tell me what to do, my lord," the mercenary captain replied: "We are your subordinates after all, you don't have to do everything ourselves."

"I also hope to save trouble," but Brando smiled and took out the previous roll of rope: "But unfortunately, you can't learn this."

"What's up?"

"Can you do alchemy?"

His words made Huque choke. If he knew alchemy, would he still be a mercenary? The middle-aged mercenary couldn't help rolling his eyes.

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The battle did not come to an end so quickly. The Ghost Knight's defense was ranked among the best among level 35 elites and even level 40 monsters. Not to mention, the fluorescent ectoplasm full body armor could defeat all monsters. Most attacks blocked.

The four-arm crossbow provided by the army to soldiers with black iron strength is widely circulated among mercenaries. Although it is contraband, in most areas the nobles turn a blind eye. But the power of this crossbow, which can only be twisted by people with strength reaching or exceeding 5 levels, is terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, but to the Ghost Rider, it is almost like scratching an itch.

Only crossbow arrows that occasionally hit vital parts can cause effective damage to it, but only a few points at most. What's more, the Ghost Knight is not a wooden stake. Although its dexterity has dropped significantly at the extreme range of the altar, and it is restrained by the Wind-Bound Arrow, the difference in strength is there, and it is still extremely flexible to dodge.

This does not include the 40% chance of losing physical attacks to the spirit body.

But Brando is not in a hurry. Huque still has four Ice-Cracking Arrows and six Wind-Bound Arrows in his hand. With the remaining duration, he can last for at least ten minutes. For more than ten minutes, more than ten black arrows can be used. Under the siege of mid-level mercenaries, even a level 35 BOSS could probably lose its skin.

Not to mention a small elite.

When Brando took the Ghost Rider to focus all his attention on the wholesome activity of playing whack-a-mole, he quietly made a large circle and came to the woods behind it. The distance was not too close or too far, almost half a mile. distance to the playground. If you get closer, the undead might notice it, but if you get further away, he can't stand the decline in accuracy of the bow and arrow.

After all, he is no longer the 130th level warrior who can hit you in the right eye from a distance of several hundred meters without hitting your left eye. As a weapons master, it is better to be safe.

But he didn't come here to shoot cold arrows from behind. This may be effective, but it won't have much effect. Unless he has reached the first level of Silver and happened to learn a bow skill, it might be possible to hit the Ghost Rider with a critical hit and take away 10 HP of the Ghost Rider or something.

But obviously not now.

He glanced at the battlefield not far away. The heated battle there was in stark contrast to the silence here. Brando took a deep breath, separated the shrubs on the ground, and then used his long sword to draw an alchemy circle on the sand.

If Tamar is here, he must know that his previous advice is in vain, because after Brando drew another energy injection circle, he also drew a blood refining circle. It is obvious that he has already planned to carry forward this forbidden technique. .

Then he threw the roll of rope into the center of the magic circle, and then threw in the soul crystal he obtained from the intermediate corpse witch when he was in Lidenburg. To be honest, he was a little heartbroken. The soul crystal of an intermediate corpse witch is not so easy to obtain at this time, especially since Madara has now made peace with Eruin, and the next war will have to wait for who knows how many years - if not There really was no better substitute at hand, and he really didn't want to waste this precious material here.

Of course, life is more important in comparison.

He turned the sword and cut his finger. A drop of blood fell into the magic circle, and his heart suddenly tightened. Brando immediately felt that more than one-third of his life had been exaggeratedly wiped out. The higher the level of the material, the greater the demand for energy. Although he had expected it, he was still surprised.

He couldn't help but giggle a little, thinking that the only material he had was not a dragon heart or something, otherwise he would have been sucked into a human being. Of course, this is just a thought. If he really has the heart of a demon dragon, he might as well just go to Cruz's Emperor and replace him with Dangdang, the King of the Principality.

But when he thought about the rare materials, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and then he remembered the thing that had been in his backpack. He couldn't help but subconsciously opened his backpack and took a look. A golden light reflected in the young man's eyes. The light seemed to be beating with life - very rhythmic, like a heart.

Brando took a breath, this was a secret he told no one. Without him, because it is too important. Of course, he has almost determined who put this thing inside, but he doesn't understand that it is just a one-time relationship. The other party seems to have no reason to do this?

What's the motive?

Putting the blame on? Or a test?

Brando couldn't be happy when he thought about this. To be honest, this thing was important to some people, but it was of little use to him. He still has four levels before he can activate his second talent, but he already has a goal and doesn't rely on this thing. He thought about it for a while, but still had no clue, so his mind quickly returned to reality.

At present, his biggest trouble is the Ghost Rider, and it is better to leave other things alone for the time being.

He took a look at the finished alchemy product in the magic circle. It was originally an ordinary rope, but now it became as black as ink and emitted a faint black light all the time. This thing looks extremely IMBA, and has a bit of the style of the Immortal Binding Rope - of course, judging from the color, compared with the glittering Immortal Binding Rope in many cultivation novels, it may need to be renamed the Magic Binding Rope.

Brando laughed at himself, knowing that this thing was actually an extremely crude alchemy product. He simply injected the energy in the soul crystal into the rope. But what made him dumbfounded was that the raw material was ridiculously high-end, so he turned this ordinary rope into this kind of thing.

He thought that if Tamar knew that he was so wasteful, he would probably use the Soul Walker to give him a try.

Oh, right. In this history, the future master of alchemy has not yet refined the sickle, which is known as a semi-artifact. Brando immediately realized this and corrected his thinking.

He picked up the rope, then looked at the other end of the battlefield, quietly waiting for the moment the battle ended.

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The Ghost Rider was showing off its power in vain, and its spirit spear hit a few people at first - but those were just injuries caused by the wind pressure. But soon the mercenaries became more cautious, and this fierce undead immediately exposed its nature as a paper tiger.

Although the undead creatures were fearless and joyless, they gradually became a little impatient. Especially the evil spirit mount it sat on, which could not help but raise and lower its four hooves irritably.

Facing this scene, Huque was a little worried at first. He was mainly worried that the Ghost Rider would strike again, but this guy tolerated it very well after suffering a secret loss. After all, it might take him away with another attack.

Ghost Rider has computing power, so he will naturally not make such stupid mistakes.

Of course, it may just not understand that it has been making another stupid mistake.

The mercenary captain fired the last ice-breaking arrow. After the battle lasted for nearly ten minutes, the ghost knight finally couldn't hold on any longer. Its upper body, which was almost covered with a thick layer of frost, made a clicking sound, and then began to retreat. .

This undead retreated extremely fast, almost beyond everyone's imagination. They originally thought that after being hit by so many ice-cracking arrows, its ability to move would be at least a little restricted, but it seemed that it was only a little bit.

Huque reacted quickly, and he immediately added a wind-bound arrow - unfortunately, the effect was not great.

The mercenaries exclaimed, and some were about to catch up, but Huque immediately stopped them. Just kidding, if the Ghost Rider catches up and kills a carbine, then they don't have to explain everything here.

They explained that it would be easy to say here. If Brando died, it would be doomed.

Huque cast his gaze into the forest. He knew that the mysterious lord would definitely think of something at this time. Unconsciously, these mercenaries have developed a trust in Brando who summoned them.

But sure enough.

Two shining silver arrows appeared in the dark forest one after another, just like two white lines extending forward against the black background -

So eye-catching.

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