The Amber Sword

Act Fourteen: Tomb of Gijonde ()

When Freya disappeared completely, Brando calmed down. Unlike diving into a ranch from the other direction, you can cover it with a colorful forest, and from here to the low woods, you almost need to see the entire team of skeleton soldiers.

Taking risks is essential, but unnecessary risks do not need to be taken. He decided to wait until it was late to begin operations, although the undead could look directly at the energy of life, but their search range was limited at night.

But Brando wasn't dead. He was watching the bones and patrols below. Soon he found a gap between the opposing patrols. About between the two scattered squadrons, he could get a ten-second interval.

He looked at the terrain-there was a distance of 20 meters from here to the undergrowth below, and he had two dexterity levels free, but in the weak state, the attributes could not be called in full state. It was necessary to complete a four in ten seconds Ten meters back and forth and digging out the key buried under the tree seemed like an impossible challenge.

He decided to take a different approach.

It quickly darkened.

It's time to act. He told himself in his heart that he was immersed in a dim environment, but his heart was pounding nervously.

This is a life-threatening game. What other game's death penalty is more exciting?

He stared down at his breath and counted fourteen silently-exactly the time required for the two pairs of bones to stagger, and then he first dropped the sword in that direction, which was the first step.

Twenty meters away, the sword threw a soft noise as the soft leaves fell. Brando waited for a long time in fright, until the second patrol passed him a second time to confirm that everything was relieved.

Next is the focus of the plan. Brando silently counted for the second time, and when the bones of the two teams crossed for the third time, he took a breath and rushed out. At that time, his mind was almost blank, and he could not think or worry about anything. There was only one goal-speed, to speed it up.

Three seconds.

Brando arrived and exhaled. He crouched down, peeled off the leaves, grabbed the sword and started digging, but the efficiency was very slow, which was beyond his expectation. He dug and counted in his heart, one, two, three.

Six seconds.

He set aside a second for himself, then dropped the sword and started to run back. The surrounding scenery was almost galvanizing. As soon as he got into the bushes and stopped, he felt that his heart was going to stop.

Skeleton soldiers staggered for the fourth time and did not find his presence. Brando took a deep breath, and felt that the stimulation was a little soft, but the accelerated adrenaline secretion also made him deeply excited.

Then he retracted and waited, waiting for the second round. The second attack on Brando calmed down a lot, but this time he returned without success.

The third time he dug for only two seconds, as he had already noticed a physical decline. Then for the fourth time, he finally touched the cold square foreign body under the soil. Brando hadn't seen it before, but at this moment his heartbeat was irresistibly exacerbated.

This is it.

There was a certainty in Brando's mind that for a moment he could not help but want to dig it out, but he knew that time was not enough. He took a breath and calmed himself, put down his sword, and ran back.

For the fifth time, Brando had completely calmed down. He ran under the tree, picked up his sword and began to pry at the square slate. The thing was loose immediately, but at this time Brando's ears moved-wait, the sound is wrong, those below The bone shelf patrol route has changed.

impossible! Our protagonist felt cold in his heart, and he didn't know if it was a bad joke that God had given him. Madara's skeleton soldiers lack basic intelligence. They cannot adjust their patrol plans unless it is the intention of the corpse witch behind them-but the corpse witch will not change his original intention for no reason.

Unless there is external invasion.

Brando's past experience in the game became very clear at this moment. He couldn't help but glance at the direction of the ranch. Is it Freya and Essen exposed? But looking down the hillside in that direction, the young man immediately overthrew the idea.

In the back, the skeleton soldier's clicks got closer, and the monsters should see him. Brando felt his blood was clotting, what would he do? Below is a shelf of six bones, any of which can put him to death now.

After using the ring? No, not to mention that too much sound will cause trouble. It is already good to hit three skeletons with the volume of the wind bomb. What should I do?

Brando felt his scalp was getting heavier, and he kept reminding himself to keep calm and think about what he usually did in games like this. By the way, using the advantage, every attribute point and skill of the player can be used to survive in the dead.

Just use your imagination.

He immediately thought of a possibility, but this crazy idea scared him. This is not a game, Brando, can you afford that price? He couldn't help asking himself, but the skeleton soldier was getting closer and he had to make a choice.

He took a breath and stabbed himself across the sword into his lower abdomen.

The tearing pain came from the abdomen, and the feeling was ten thousand times stronger than it was during the game. Brando moaned and almost fell to his knees. He felt like he was crazy, and sweaty beans burst from his forehead, but at the same time, the footsteps of the skeleton soldiers also stopped.

If it succeeds, the indomitable skill has an effect, it tricked those boneless skeletons.

Brando didn't dare to neglect. He forcibly dazzled and pulled out his sword. Although he had deliberately avoided the key points, blood splashed out and spilled on the ground. The young man didn't dare to see it. He almost had trouble breathing with his sword to pry out the square stone slab, then turned and slid down the hillside.

He had five minutes to save, and life and death were on the front line.

The fire of the soul inspired by the unyielding skills supported him to stumble all the way to the village, but Brando was frightened as soon as he groped into the village, and there were white bones and skeletons everywhere in the ruins of the building-those brand new The skeletons are masterpieces of corpse witches, influenced by the summoned souls, and they crawl out of the graveyard or tear them apart.

Under the gradual darkening of the sky, these white bone skeletons brought a great sense of depression. Thanks to Brando's knowledgeableness, otherwise, he would have been frightened and collapsed.

He calmed down and ordered the number, only more than fifty were seen, which was not a small number, which meant that Madara's aggressive strength was growing with their pace. But the only thing that is reassuring is that Brando knows that these thin bones are not as good as their darkened counterparts.

Even worse than an average adult man.

While Brando was watching and moving forward, his goal was a small shrine in the village, which should be just north—if his memory was not confused. And there is always a benefit in the many disadvantages brought by death, that is, the undead who roamed the streets regarded him as the same. Even if Brando hits these guys without heads, it is estimated that the latter will at most adjust the balance and then Keep going.

This is great news.

With this advantage, it only took him more than three minutes to find the shrine of Calidas-but it seems that the dead souls of Madara are not so respectful to the **** of pottery in the game, because They have broken a wall of the shrine.

This provided a lot of convenience for Brando, he touched directly along the wall, it was dark inside, and he could not see his fingers. Brando remembers that the shrine was later rebuilt, but he groped for a while and found that the internal environment was still intact. He quickly found the way to the meditation room with his memory.

Unexpectedly, there was a wandering skeleton in the meditation room, which scared Brando in the darkness. Fortunately, his nerves were tough enough. However, he calmed down quickly and tried to take a deep breath to comfort himself. This was just a puppet without any intelligence.

But breathing had become harder and harder, and vision had begun to blur. He had about a minute to go.

Brando recalled that the secret entrance should be behind that podium. He fumbled there and found the square depression. At that moment, he really smelled like Martha. He almost shoved and pressed the slate, for fear that God would make another malicious joke on him.

Fortunately, in the dark silence, there was a light click, then a second sound, and then a loud muffle came from the ground, and finally a bang, he felt a breeze blowing behind him.

Brando looked back and saw the downward grave — there was light, and the shimmering walls were lined with purple shimmering crystals, which was not worth it — but the light was too dim, so it was not widely used.

He shook his head, and he was almost knocked out of vertigo. This is not the case in the game-the player will not feel any discomfort within five minutes of the unyielding skill in the amber sword, but when the time comes, you Even if the nerves are as tough as a cow, they must fall down immediately.

Brando was almost still relying on his own will, and the desire to survive prompted him to grit his teeth. As he walked, he remembered the origin of the cemetery-the Templar buried here is a famous npc, the man is called Gijonde or something, is a native born here, he participated in Egypt Luin's War of Independence and integrity in life, after his death, people buried him back to his hometown according to the requirements of his lifetime.

It is said that here was a forest before. Later, a shrine was built there. The people of the Temple of Fire modified the cemetery of the Templars so that he would rest in the peace of the kingdom of God. And the sword that Brando was looking for, called the Spike of the Light, was also the weapon used by the knight before his death. The young man did not intend to disturb the peace of the dead, but the other party would not want the undead to be in his homeland. Rage arbitrarily.

The young man gradually began to breathe. He struggling to support the wall of the graveway for twenty to thirty meters, and the end of the line of vision gradually became brighter. This endless soft white light must be the effect of some advanced low-light gemstone. Brando refreshed himself and knew that he was close to his goal.

But before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a dark shadow suddenly fell on the ceiling, two steel claws clasped his shoulders, and suddenly lifted him upward.

Brando felt a huge force penetrating his limbs, like two iron cables that kept him from moving. He immediately responded that this was an absolute gap in strength, which had at least four energy levels. He was frightened, and the experience in the game immediately made him realize what it was-a gargoyle. The guy who completed the mission had never said that there was a gargoyle in the grave road.

Gargoyle is a masterpiece of cloth craftsman sorcerer, twenty-three level monsters, lower-level corpse witches and it has become a gentle baby.

Before Brando thought about it, he felt as if he had risen into the air, it was a feeling in the clouds-he felt that he had flown over a long distance, and then hit his back against the cold tomb On the wall. All the bones in his body groaned, as if broken apart.

But our protagonist didn't worry about it at this moment. He got up and shook his head, and saw that stone ghost had caught up like a ghost.

Is there any chance?