Scene 15 The Thorn of Zhanguang

The hideous gargoyle was nearly two meters tall when standing, and its demon-like wings were more than five meters even if it was half-closed. It swooped in and almost occupied the entire space, and the violent air swept across. Brando took a breath, and immediately I found that there was no room for avoidance at all.

He immediately raised his right hand and shouted with all his strength: "Oss!"

A beep—

The air in the narrow space expanded forward and made a scream, bang, bang, bang, bang, and the shimmering crystals embedded in the tomb wall from near to far burst with a bang—the swirling wind bomb hit the other end head-on. The winged behemoth, the knife-like airflow hit the iron surface of the monster and broke apart, but the gargoyle also folded half of its body backwards, flying back like a kite with a broken string.

There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the distance, and smoke and dust flew in the corridor.

Brando coughed in the smoke, grabbed his sword and rushed forward. The experience in the game told him that the gargoyle has 60 points of life, and it is not easy to solve it with a bullet.

Sure enough, he found the seriously injured gargoyle behind the smoke and dust. Half of its wings had been completely shattered, and a new blue liquid flowed out from it, forming a string of bright lines on the ground. The monster opened its mouth and let out a series of screams at Brando, and its other paw was drooping weakly, looking injured.

Take advantage of its illness to kill it!

Brando didn't even think about it, he stepped forward with both arms and swung the sword with all his strength, and the first sword slashed on the monster's chest, and the opponent took a step back when he was caught off guard.

The second sword was followed by the first sword, but the gargoyle who reacted swiped and spread its wings to surround itself, and the long sword pulled a bright spark on the hard-as-iron wing surface with a sound.

After exhausting all his strength and returning in vain, Brando only felt that the wounds on his body were about to burst. But he was not discouraged. The previous attack was to force the gargoyle into a defensive state-this was an opportunity, and Brando wanted to seize this opportunity to bypass the monster.

But the gargoyle screamed, with a pair of wings, the power of the four energy levels was like overwhelming mountains and seas. The long sword in Brando's hand suddenly couldn't grasp it and flew out - Roman's sword flew into the tomb wall and hit a few sparks, falling far to the other end of the corridor.

And he himself was thrown to the wall on the other side, he let out a muffled grunt, his whole body almost fell apart. The only thing that can keep awake is thinking: Brando suddenly realized that because of the monster's accidental move, he was already very close to Gilead's tomb.

This thought clarified his thoughts like a tranquilizer and made him understand what he should do. With a yell, he regained his strength, resisted the severe pain that seemed to be torn apart, struggled to get up, and ran wildly in that direction.

A gargoyle is a mechanical creature, usually serving as a tomb guard in a place like this, so there must be something that can command it. By the way, Gargoyle Amulet!

Not to be missed.

The light in front has become brighter and brighter, and the soft white light is so warm that it seems to be able to penetrate the soul and calm people down. But Brando's heart was still pounding. He only had a few seconds to live, and it was a matter of success or failure.

But he immediately heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the air behind him, and the young man's heart tightened. His experience in many battles prompted him to subconsciously jump forward, but it was still a second late. Brando felt his ankle tighten in mid-air—the cold gargoyle stretched out its long claws to catch his feet, and dragged him back abruptly.

Brando fell heavily to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood. It's not like he hasn't experienced a more miserable situation in the game. But none of them are as urgent as they are at this moment. Failure is death. What should he do?

There are still ten seconds left for the unyielding talent, do you want to take a gamble? The thought shone into his mind like a ray of light.

He gritted his teeth and turned over, raised his right hand once again as if blessed to the soul, and aimed at the gargoyle with the cold light ring on his index finger——

eight seconds.

There was a trace of fear in the gargoyle's green eyes. It screamed and flew back, subconsciously releasing the claws that held Brando. Buga's wizard craftsmen are undoubtedly the smartest group of people in the world. The war creatures they created are powerful and cunning, but Brando took advantage of this at this moment——

Wisdom is like a double-edged sword, or an apple hanging from a tree that tempts to fall. However, once a creature has intelligence, it will know how to think, fear and protect itself.

as at this moment.

Brando gasped for breath, he closed his eyes, and he couldn't help but tremble with a kind of rejoicing for the rest of his life. But our hero knows he can't relax, his days are numbered.

six seconds.

The young man almost used willpower to support himself to turn over again. He crawled towards the tomb filled with sacred atmosphere, and first saw the sword displayed on the sarcophagus: Thorn of Zhanguang. But he doesn't care about that now, he's looking for something else.

three seconds.

His eyes locked on a tomb on the left, the second floor, the second grid. He tore off the cobwebs on it, and then stretched his hand in—while a group of bugs crawled out, he took out the bottle .

A 12th flask custom made by the Temple, with a flame mark on it. Brando turned over and couldn't help but stick the bottle to his chest. He breathed heavily, as if trying to feel the luck with all his strength.

There was still the last moment of time, and the pounding heartbeat reminded him. Brando almost tremblingly pulled out the cork of the bottle, then raised his head and poured all the sloshing liquid into his mouth. At first a bitter taste filled his palate, but it was so pure that our hero couldn't help but praise the gods—

No. 7 holy water (16Oz), in the year of the first flower, the white-robed priest Tamara ordered the manufacture of this type of holy water to meet the increasing consumption on the front line. It is an alternative to Elixir of the Fifth and restores 25 health, but only works on non-critical damage.

Brando can remember that this thing is the biggest and most popular item in the game.

The holy water took effect immediately, and the scratches on the limbs recovered first, and they were almost recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then there was the sword wound, and the crispy itchy effect lasted for several minutes before it stopped. Brando tried to take a breath, and immediately found that the feeling of bad breath had completely disappeared.

He opened his eyes and found that the gargoyle outside hadn't chased it in for a long time. Of course it wasn't because it was afraid of the ring after the wind. Brando guessed that it must be because the monster couldn't enter the tomb at all. With gaming experience, he knew that many of these knight's tombs had corresponding sacred barriers that could not be desecrated by evil creatures.

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat up to check his injuries.

About the only wound left was the first sword that Brando suffered, because it was a fatal wound in his confidant, so the effect of Holy Water No. 7 was very limited.

But it was enough. Brando stood up from the ground, and he couldn't help but want to yell excitedly. This was almost the moment when he was in the best state since he came to this world. There was no pain, his weakness disappeared, and his physical strength could be used as he wanted. The young man couldn't help but let out a long breath, and his heart was agitated for a long time - Martha, on the other hand, he managed to survive such a difficult situation, even he himself couldn't believe it.

What a pride, what an honor.

He clenched his fists, and managed to calm down his ups and downs. Because he still remembers Freya and Essen, now is the time to realize the next plan.

Of course, before that, he turned his head and his eyes fell on the gleaming sword on the sarcophagus - the Thorn of Zhanguang. Blade-shaped swords are uncommon in the human world, as this is an elven sword.

Brando looked up along the silver-woven gauntlet, and sure enough, he saw the two rows of slender elven writing on the sword:

'A sword grows from light, and all enemies are terrified—'

He had never seen this sword before, but he also knew its name. Legend has it that the Thorn of Zhanguang is a nineteenth-level traditional long sword. Not only is it extremely sharp, but it can also increase the wearer's strength, willpower, and physique by one energy level. What is the concept of increasing strength and physique by 1 energy level at a low level-this is equivalent to saying that if Brando uses it, his strength and physique will directly double that of ordinary people.

And the most important thing is that some people have seen Zhanguang Thorn in the game, and it has the ability to detect undead that many people dream of. As long as there is an undead approaching this sword, it will emit a Zhanzhan light, which is also the name of its sword. origin of.

Brando looked at the sword and sighed a little. In the game, the elves made a total of 17 swords of the same type, but at the end of the first era, most of them were collected and destroyed by the dark lords of Madara, and only three remained in the end. .

This is one of them.

He reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, and a force immediately merged into his body. He felt that he had become stronger and stronger, and his arms were lighter, but before Brando had time to experience this change in detail, a feeling had emerged from his mind:

"Young man, you want to inherit the path from below—?"

ha?

Brando frowned, and immediately realized what it was. Certificate of Employment! This is a certificate of employment! The certificate of employment is not rare in the game, but it is what he needs most at the moment. It's just that Brando didn't expect that the certificate of inauguration provided by the Templar Gigente turned out to be a mercenary, not a church knight, or even a knight. What's the situation?

"I found the employment certificate of the profession 'mercenary', and need to consume 2 points of experience to upgrade to level 1. Are you employed?"

Of course, although they are not knights, mercenaries are also good. At least it's better than the militia, isn't it?

"Employment—"

On his retina, a line of small words lit up.

Mercenary [Charge (-level)]

Charge, launch a surprise attack on the enemy, the burst speed is increased by ten times, the cooldown is one minute, and it cannot be activated in a weak state. Brando can recite the effect of this skill almost with his eyes closed. He is too familiar with it, because this is the initial built-in skill of the warrior class.

Is this fate?

Brando clenched his fists—his eyes looked around the entire tomb, he was not interested in the deceased's belongings—what he wanted to find was the holy water in the tomb for exorcising evil, this thing is too precious, it can be saved at a critical moment One life. But in the end, the young man's eyes froze, staying on a small ebony gargoyle.

That's a statue.

It's this thing!

Brando was startled, this is the gargoyle amulet, which is the key to controlling the gargoyle. He immediately picked up the talisman. If he could control a gargoyle, it would be a great surprise, and it would even become the biggest gain of this trip——

But at this time, the tomb shook suddenly, and mud and sand fell from the ceiling. Brando turned his head, just in time to hear an explosion coming from a distance outside.

It's the direction of the ranch!

He was startled.

Something happened to Freya and Essen? This was the only possibility that Brando could think of. He couldn't wait to grab two bottles of No. 9 Holy Water, which was less effective, wrap them in blood-stained clothes, and then eagerly turned back from the tomb.

But in his desperation, he didn't notice that a piece of paper fell lightly under the holy water he swept down.

As soon as Brando rushed out, he bumped into the gargoyle head-on, but this time he was holding the gargoyle amulet, and the monster didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he could only stand obediently to the side as a statue. It's a pity in Brando's heart that this kind of control talisman still needs a password, otherwise he can take this gargoyle out now - don't look at the two corpse witches in Qingcun, but the stone statue at level 23 Ghosts have no place to stand before them.

There is no other reason, mechanical gargoyles don't eat corruption at all.

The young man ran out of the tomb in three steps at a time, but before he could breathe out, a strong wind suddenly struck in the darkness.

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Destiny split into two unrelated straight lines in front of my eyes, one leading to the palace and city burning in flames, the kingdom was overthrown, the earth bears suffering, the living beings endured the torment in this fire, and the eternity will be dark.

And the other one leads to the peak of the ancient kings, the gods personally crowned me in the clouds, I took the laurel crown and bathed in the mountains. My eyes see through the fog of history, my knights open up my territory, my sword walks through the thorns, and leads my people to victory.

I took over the scepter and held the authority of the world in my hands. I overlooked all living beings and changed the course of history.

I am Brando, the king of Warnd, and this is my legend.

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