Scene 16 The Guard
Brando turned his head sideways, letting the skeleton pass him by. He almost forgot about the skeleton in the meditation room, but now he's not what he used to be, with his hand on the hilt of his sword—
With a flash of sword light, a layer of gleaming white light appeared on the Zhanguang Zhijian, and half of the skeleton's body had already flown into the air. Brando glanced at the skeleton that was gradually turning into ashes. The Thorn of Zhanguang is worthy of being a sword born in light, and it even has its own purification effect.
A little golden light shot into his chest—
A weapon with a purification effect would cause double damage to the undead. No wonder he felt that his sword cut through the bone frame without any hindrance, as if a hot knife cut through butter.
Artifact.
At this moment, Brando has only such an evaluation of the sword. Even though it is not a divine weapon, it is still the same under such an environment.
But what he was more worried about was the safety of Freya and Essen. He immediately pushed away the collapsed bone frame and ran out. It turns out that the world-class athletes in that world are probably not inferior in the slightest—even surpassing them in terms of balanced explosive power.
With the support of the Zhanguang Thorn and the Ring of the Queen of Wind, his strength, physique and dexterity have been completely broken. If Brando appears on the earth at this moment, there is only one explanation in the eyes of ordinary people-Superman, except that he can't fly .
Brando returned the same way, and the tortuous walkway in the dark did not hinder him in any way. He jumped out from the collapsed wall of the shrine, and the strong breath of life on his body immediately attracted the attention of the wandering undead nearby. Two skeletons on the left and one on the right made a rattling sound and walked towards him staggeringly, but what awaited them were two silver sword lights.
Brando pocketed two points of experience, and immediately raised his eyes to look in the direction of the ranch, his pupils immediately shrank slightly - the direction was obviously already full of flames, and a glow of fire almost dyed half of the night sky red.
And in his field of vision, hundreds of skeletons are slowly encircling in that direction. He understands that these low-level undead will never act on their own. This must mean that the Lich behind him has noticed something——
"Freya, Essen!" Brando's heart sank, but he was about to rush over there when he heard a sharp, gloomy voice behind him:
"There's a human over there, kill him—!"
Brando turned his head and found that a Lich at the other end of the street was directing six skeleton soldiers in a row to slowly approach him.
The Lich raised the bone staff in his hand——
But Brando was faster than it, and his charging skills were activated in an instant, and he approached continuously like an erupting afterimage, "Stop him!" The Lich was startled and screamed hysterically.
The skeleton soldier at the head raised his sword, but it greeted the young man with a cold face. A sentence suddenly flashed in Brando's mind now, that sentence was so clear, as if it contained all the feelings of the original owner of the body:
"Bastards of Madara, now it's your turn to-"
He didn't bother with skills at all, and directly exchanged swords with one blow with the elf sword. When a long metal sound pierced the eardrums, the fine steel long sword in the skeleton soldier's hand was bent backwards under tremendous force, and then snapped.
Brando went forward bravely, and the skeleton soldier was divided into four parts with the whole skeleton and sword behind him. At this moment, there was no barrier between him and the Lich.
The hideous undead opened its leaking jaw sluggishly, and only stunned remained on its withered face.
"This sword is for Brando."
He opened his mouth, and the sword pierced through the Lich's left rib, and pierced through the third rib on his back. The body of Zhan Guang's stabbing sword was full of dim light, and Brando stared at the opponent's eyes burning with green light, and said so. He swung his sword back and forth—
The soul fire in the Lich's eyes flickered for a moment, then dimmed instantly.
With a bang, its arm holding the bone staff flew far away, and was burned to ashes by the purification fire.
Three golden lights rose from the night sky and melted into the young man's chest.
When he turned around, two skeleton soldiers had surrounded him, one on the left and the other on the right. Brando raised his sword, and the arm of the first bone frame immediately went up to the sky, and the sword turned again, and the skull rolled down. He pushed along with the trend, and the spare rib that had already been stretched was thrown towards its companion immediately.
The skeleton soldier immediately swung his sword to block it, but it only stopped in the middle of raising the sword, and a flash of sword light had already taken advantage of the situation and divided it into two halves forever——'Wow', Madara The metal armor rings on the lowest-level undead soldiers scattered like flowers on the ground.
Two dots of golden light flashed away.
Brando immediately read the attribute panel silently in his heart, and the ghost-like data immediately appeared on his retina row by row. He chose one of them and said in his heart: "Occupation and experience——"
A piece of dark green data:
XP: 11 (civilian level 1: —, militiaman level 2, 6/10, mercenary level 1, 0/10)
He blocked the attack of the skeleton soldiers with a backhand sword, and said in his heart: "11 points of experience, increase the level of mercenaries."
The data changes immediately:
XP: 0 (civilian level 1: —, militiaman level 2, 6/10, mercenary level 2, 11/30)
Brando raised his sword and pushed the bone frame back with his strength. Then he glanced at his own attributes, and his strength and constitution increased by 0.2 energy levels, and his dexterity and perception also increased by 0.1 energy levels. But the key is 25 points of skill experience, which alone is enough to make the militia profession lose its existence value.
He took a breath.
Well, now he has 2.3-level strength, 2.1-level dexterity, 2.2-level physique, and an absolute strength of 8.0. Has fully exceeded the player's initial attributes, and has begun to move towards the first level of strength.
At this moment, Brando's heart suddenly became peaceful. He looked at the three skeleton soldiers in front of him, as if looking at a piece of air.
Yes, he's back again, finally—
...
Ten minutes was enough for the smoke to clear away. At the end of the street, there was a sound of horseshoes coming from far and near. Two horses.
On the long street, two young riders came out side by side on their horses. They stopped the horses, looked around, looked at the remains of bones on the ground with some surprise, and were speechless for a while.
"Zeta, did you see that?"
"There's only one person. Is it Riedenburg's garrison?"
"There's a Lich over there, Martha! Zeta, can you fight four against one?"
"No, I can't. This is a veteran." The skinny young man on the horse looked around silently, and a disbelief gradually appeared on his expression: "Lines, there are six skeleton soldiers here—"
Be quiet all around.
"Seven?"
"Seven."
"We have to tell the vice-captain about this. What do you think it is? A regular army? Or a traveling knight?" The young man named Lyons turned his head back on the horse, staring at his companion and asking.
"I can't guess, Lyons, but I agree with you."
...
When Brando arrived at the ranch, it was already engulfed in flames. The blazing buildings formed a bright background, and there were occasional sounds of buildings collapsing not far away—but he didn't see the encircled army of undead as he expected. The scene of chasing Freya and Ethan.
On the contrary, he saw many newly awakened skeletons fleeing in a hurry in the raging flames. The bright flame is almost the natural enemy of these low-level undead, making their weak soul fire tremble under the strong light, almost being purified into a pile of ashes.
This is not blue fire. In the game, Madara's army can only use the cold soul fire. Brando immediately realized that the fire was not released by the undead. Could it be Freya and Essen? He shook his head, he didn't think those two people were so decisive.
He turned his head sharply in one direction, just in time to see a group of skeleton soldiers chasing after him in a certain direction. He squinted his eyes, and clearly saw a flickering black light from those skeletons—the darkness has subsided, is there a Lich nearby?
Brando immediately pulled out his sword, and a faint light immediately appeared on the sword of Zhanguang. As he walked in that direction, several reckless low-level skeletons passed by him—soon our protagonist started with 7 points of experience.
But before the young man had time to approach, suddenly there was a loud noise after turning the corner ahead—countless bone fragments and metal armor rings flew out from that direction, and accompanied by two or three skeletons were lifted up and fell into the air. In the sea of flames not far away.
Brando was surprised——
This is the first level of strength (3Oz~20Oz), and he realized it immediately. Who is behind the sea of fire? Humanity? Riedenburg's regular army? But they didn't appear here in history.
He subconsciously assumed a defensive posture, raised his head, just in time to see a group of knights galloping out from behind the sea of flames, like a torrent, instantly swept out of the flames. The leading rider immediately turned to him, and he held up his long sword - a row of riders behind him pulled the reins at the same time - and the whole team gave a shout.
"Who are you—?" the rider asked coldly, hearing the voice of a young man. But the other party was startled immediately, and Brando couldn't see the other party's expression clearly behind his back, but he could feel that the person knew him. No, it should be said that he knew the original Brando.
Then he heard the whispers of the riders behind:
"I bet a militiaman."
"I know him."
"But you guessed it right, it's just a militia."
Brando frowned slightly, and when his eyes gradually adapted to the strong light, he finally saw the costumes of these people clearly. The thick woolen jacket with a blue background, the dragon-scale breastplate, the shiny white iron helmet and cavalry sword, and the silver and white epaulettes with black pine leaves--
Butch's Guards.
"Brando, why are you here?" The leading rider asked in a condescending tone.
"I have the same problem." Brando found out the name of this person from memory: Bryson, who was also from Prague like him, was selected into the guard because of his outstanding performance in militia training, and then Sent up to Butch Frontier for a workout...
Of course, this is only a superficial problem. Because no matter how good Brayson is, it is impossible to surpass Brando, who is the first in swordsmanship in the same period, but the father of a local governor speaks, and the following story will naturally go much smoother.
He did know the grievances between these two people, and of course it was not a grievance, at most they looked down on each other.
Sure enough, Breson immediately said: "Militiaman, as the deputy captain of the Butch Guard, I request you to report to me immediately—why did you appear here?"
There was a burst of snickering in the group of knights, they all knew that Brayson just wanted to cause some trouble for his fellow countryman, and as for the report or something, it was just an excuse.
Brando raised his head——
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