The Amber Sword

Act 15 The Spike of Zhanguang ()

The gargoyle-like gargoyle stood nearly two meters high, and its demon-like wings even took up more than five meters, and it darted to occupy almost the entire space. The violent air rushed across his face, Brando breathed, and immediately I find I have no room to avoid.

He immediately raised his right hand and shouted as hard as he could: "oss!"

A beep--

In the narrow space, the air swelled forward and gave a scream, banging, banging, banging, and banging, and the shimmering crystal embedded in the grave wall burst from near to far-a vortex wind bomb hit that end The winged monster, the knife-like air flow hit the monster's cast iron surface, scattered and cracked, but the gargoyle also folded back half the body, and flew back like a kite with a broken line.

There was a sound of heavy objects falling in the distance, and the dust was flying in the tunnel.

Brando coughed in the smoke and grabbed his sword and rushed forward. The experience in the game told him that the gargoyle has 60 lives, but it is not easy to solve with a wind bomb.

He did find the seriously injured gargoyle after the smoke and dust, half of its wings had completely broken, and a new blue liquid flowed out from it, flowing into the ground into a string of bright lines. The monster opened his mouth and screamed at Brando, his other paw dangling weakly and looked injured.

Multiply it and kill it!

Brando didn't want to think about it. He stepped forward with his arms and sword, exhausted his whole body, and slashed away. The first sword was chopped on the monster's chest, and he was able to take a step back.

The second sword was next to the first sword, but the gargoyle that reacted brushed its wings and surrounded itself, and the sword drew a bright spark on the iron-like wing.

Exhausting his whole body and returning without power, Brando just felt that the wounds around him were about to crack. However, he was not discouraged. The previous attack was to force the gargoyle into a defensive state-this is an opportunity, and Brando must seize this opportunity to bypass the monster.

But the gargoyle screamed, a double wing, and the power of the four levels was like a row of mountains. Brando's long sword couldn't hold it and flew out--Roman's sword flew against the grave wall, hitting a few ignition stars, and fell far across the road.

He was thrown against the wall on the other side, and he grunted, almost falling apart. The only thing that kept him awake was thinking: Brando suddenly realized that because of the monster's unexpected move, he was already close to Gijend's tomb.

The idea cleared his mind like a sedative and made him understand what he should do. He shouted and regained his strength, struggling to get up, struggling to get up, and running wildly in that direction.

Gargoyles are mechanical creatures, and they usually serve as grave guards in such places, so there must be something to order it. By the way, the Gargoyle Talisman!

Not to be missed.

The light in front has become brighter and brighter, the soft white light warms as if it can penetrate the mind and calm people. But Brando's heart was still pounding, he had only a few seconds to live, and success or failure was here.

But he immediately heard the sound of heavy objects attacking behind him. The young man's heart tightened, and his experience in battles prompted him to jump forward subconsciously, but it was still a second later. Brando felt his ankle tight in the air-the cold gargoyle even stretched out his long paws to catch his foot, and dragged him back abruptly.

Bran fell heavily on the ground and coughed up blood. He didn't experience a worse situation than this in the game. But there is no urgency in his heart like this moment, failure is death, what should he do?

Unstoppable talent still has ten seconds, should you bet? The thought came into his heart like the same light.

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

Eight seconds.

There was a hint of fear in the gargoyle's green eyes, and it screamed and flew backwards, subconsciously releasing the clasp that held Brando. Buga's wizard artisans are undoubtedly the smartest people in the world. The war creatures they create are powerful and cunning, but Brando took advantage of it at this moment-

Wisdom is like a double-edged sword, or a seductive fallen apple hanging from a tree. However, once a creature has wisdom, it will know how to think, fear and protect itself.

As at this moment.

Brando gasped, and closed his eyes, a reluctance for the rest of his life that made him shudder. But our protagonist knew that he couldn't relax, he didn't have much time.

Six seconds.

The young man almost used his willpower to support himself and turned over again. He climbed towards the burial chamber full of sacred atmosphere, and at first glance he saw the sword displayed on the sarcophagus: the thorn of light. But he didn't care about it now, he was looking for something else.

Three seconds.

His gaze locked on a tomb on the left, the second floor, and the second cell. He tore open the spider web above it, and then reached in—while a group of bugs crawled out, he took out the bottle .

Temple twelve flasks with a flame mark on them. Brando rolled over and couldn't help but put the bottle against his chest. He breathed out loud, as if trying to feel the best of his luck.

There was still the last minute, and a pounding heartbeat reminded him. Brando almost shuddered and pulled the cork of the bottle, then raised his head and poured all the sloshing liquid into the mouth. At first, a bitter taste filled his taste buds, but the taste was so pure that our hero couldn't help but praise the deity--

Holy water on the 7th (16oz). In the year of the new flower, Tamara, the white robe priest, ordered the production of this type of holy water to meet the increasing consumption of the front line. It is a replacement for Holy Water No. 5 that can restore 25 life, but only affects non-critical damage.

Brando can remember that this thing is the biggest way in the game.

The holy water took effect immediately, and the first abrasions of the limbs recovered were almost recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Then there was the sword injury, and the itchiness effect lasted for several minutes before stopping. Brando tried to take a breath, and immediately found that the feeling of dyspnea had completely disappeared.

He opened his eyes and found that the gargoyle outside didn't chase after him, of course, it would not be because it was afraid of the ring to this point after the wind. Brando guessed that it must be because the monster could not enter the grave chamber at all. With experience in games, he knew that many of these knights' tombs had corresponding sacred enchantments and could not tolerate evil creatures.

He was relieved and sat up to examine his injuries.

About the only wound left was the sword that Brando suffered the earliest. Because it was a fatal wound on the confidant, the effect of Holy Water No. 7 was very limited.

But it was enough, Brando got up from the ground, he couldn't help but yelled excitedly. This is almost the best moment since he came to this world. There is no pain, the state of weakness has disappeared, and physical strength can be called at will. The young man couldn't help but take a long breath, and his heart was agitated for a long time-Martha was on top, and even in such a difficult state, she even stood up, even he couldn't believe it.

What a pride, what a glory.

He clenched his fists, but finally he calmed down the ups and downs. Because he remembers Freya and Essen, now is the time to realize the next plan.

Of course, before he turned back, his gaze fell on the sparkling sword on the sarcophagus, the thorn of the light. Blade-shaped swords are not common in the human world because they are an elven sword.

Brando looked up along the gauntlets of silver wire, and sure enough he saw the two thin rows of elven text on the sword:

‘The sword is born of light, and all the enemies are trembling—’

He had never seen the sword before, but he knew its name. Legend has it that the Spike of Zhanguang is a nineteenth-level ancient sword that not only is extremely sharp, but also allows the carrier to increase its energy level, will, and constitution by one energy level. At a low level, what is the concept of increasing strength and physical fitness by one energy level? This is equivalent to saying that if Brando uses it, his strength and physical fitness will be doubled directly to ordinary people.

The most important thing is that someone has seen the thorns of Zhanguang in the game and has the ability that many people dream of detecting undead. As long as the undead approaches this sword, it will emit the light of Zhanzhan, which is also its sword name. origin of.

Brando looked at the sword, and sighed. In the game, the elves made a total of seventeen swords of the same type, but most of them were collected and destroyed by the dark lords of Madara at the end of the first period. .

This is one of them.

He reached for the hilt of the sword, and a force immediately fell into his body. He felt stronger and stronger, and his arms were lighter, but Brando hadn't had time to realize the change in detail, and an induction had emerged from his mind:

"Young man, you want to inherit the path down?-?"

what?

Brando frowned, immediately reacting to what it was. Certificate of employment! Here's your proof of employment! The employment certificate is not rare in the game, but it is his most urgent need at the moment. It was just that Brando did not expect that the inaugural certificate provided by the Templar Gijind turned out to be a mercenary, not a church knight, or even a knight. What is going on?

"I found that the employment certificate of the profession 'Merchants' requires 2 points of experience to upgrade to Level 1. Will I be employed?"

Of course, although not a knight, mercenaries are also good. Much better than the militia, isn't it?

"Inauguration--"

A line of small words lit up on his retina.

Mercenaries [Charging (-level)]

Charge, launch an assault on the enemy, increase the speed of the outbreak tenfold, cool down for one minute, and cannot be triggered in a weak state. Brando can almost recite the effect of this skill with his eyes closed. He is too familiar, because this is the initial built-in skill of the warrior class.

Is this fate?

Brando clenched his fists-his eyes glanced across the tomb, and he was not interested in the property of the deceased-he was looking for holy water in the tomb to drive out evil, which was too precious and could be saved at the critical moment One's life. But in the end the young man's gaze was stagnant, staying on a small ebony gargoyle.

That's a statue.

It's this thing!

Brando was shocked. This was the gargoyle talisman, the key to controlling the gargoyle. He immediately picked up the amulet. It would be a surprise if he could control a gargoyle, and it would even be the biggest gain of this trip-

But at this time, the tomb shook suddenly, and the ceiling fell down. Brando turned his head and heard an explosion coming from afar.

It's the ranch direction!

He was startled.

What happened to Freya and Essen? Brando could only think of this possibility, and he couldn't wait to grab two bottles of the less effective Holy Water # 9 and wrapped them in blood-stained clothing, and then eagerly returned from the tomb.

However, in anxiety, he didn't notice that a piece of paper fell gently under the holy water that he swept down.

As soon as Brando rushed out, he ran into the gargoyle head-on, but this time he was holding a gargoyle amulet. The monster did not dare to make a mistake and could only obediently stand to the side to act as a statue. It's a pity that Brando had a mind. This control talisman still needs the right password, otherwise he can take this gargoyle to kill out now—don't look at the two village witches in Qingcun, but the stone statue at level 23. There is no place for them to stand before the ghost.

There is no reason for it, mechanical gargoyles do not eat corruption at all.

The young man ran out of the burial chamber in three steps and two steps, but before he had time to breathe out, a sudden wind came in the darkness.