The two of them hurried through the chaotic town and went out together. However, they saw that Marcel, who had returned home specially, did not put on armor or weapons, but held a shovel in his hand until the villagers who came out watched him. After they dispersed, the sturdy man looked at Fang Lin and said sincerely:
"Lauren, can you keep a secret for me?"
Fang Lin was greatly moved when he heard the word "secret", but on the surface he said in deep thought:
"It depends on what it is. If it is something that may harm the town, I can't guarantee it. WWw.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.COm"
"No." Marcel said anxiously. "My love for this town is even greater than my love for Marina! I just hope you don't tell anyone about what you will see later."
Fang Lin reluctantly nodded at this time. Marcel and he went to the woods outside the village and started digging under a big tree. Soon they unearthed a set of black one-piece armor. After putting it on, Marcel, who was stout, put it on, and then put it on his head. He wears a black helmet with two horns, holds a small buckler in his left hand, and the weapon is a hammer with dense barbs! The whole body is protected by thick iron armor, and it looks like a steel fortress with a stable and low center of gravity!
This look was quite familiar to Fang Lin. After thinking about it carefully, he immediately realized that this was not the stocky apprentice knight (buster.s) wearing a horned helmet who only appeared in the second act
Seeing Fang Lin's eyes constantly looking at him, Marcel sighed:
"Actually, I used to be a member of the army of the evil Archduke Garibaldi, but once I was seriously injured and the horse was frightened and left the battlefield, and took me here at a gallop. It was Marina who rescued me and helped me hide my identity. , I have changed my belief since then and just hope to live here peacefully."
He suddenly raised his head and said firmly:
"I don't want anyone to destroy it! Not even Garibaldi's army!"
Fang Lin nodded, sighed deliberately and patted his shoulder. The corners of his lips were slightly raised when he turned his back. According to his speculation, Marseille's strength was at most the same as that of a swordsman, but at the moment, it seemed that his strength was much stronger than what he had assumed!
… … … ..
The two hurried along the road to the place where Marina was robbed. Soon they met an escaped refugee who told them that the army of the evil Archduke Garibaldi had been divided into three groups and began to attack the surrounding area. In fact, he didn't even need his guidance to loot some towns that had no resistance. The thick black smoke rising on the distant horizon had already pointed the way for Fang Lin and Marseille.
The closer to the looted place, the more unbearable the scenes appeared. Some children were beaten to death, and some women had their bodies cut off but their vaginas were cut off. Looking at all this, Fang Lin seemed to He showed a shocked look, and Marcel's face was covered in a heavy heavy iron helmet. His expression could not be seen at all. He could only feel the anger in his heart from his rough breathing!
Masked slaves began to appear in front of them. Their lavender sleeves stained with blood looked particularly conspicuous. These people were chasing and killing the fleeing civilians. Probably because Marcel's dress was so familiar to them, several of the masked slaves didn't notice at all. They came over unsuspectingly, and they even pulled the hair of a young girl who was crying, presumably to show their respect and come to offer offerings.
What responded to them was a thick steel hammer covered with barbs.
Fang Lin, who was following Malsai, secretly sneered, seeing this thick man frantically sweeping and killing the masked slaves. He was really as powerful as a mad tiger. He even saw a frightened masked slave being killed by Malsai. The small thick iron shield in Sai's hand hit him head-on, screaming and flying more than three meters high. It smashed through the wall of the house next to him, and there was no sound from then on.
Until Marseille gasped and stopped his collision, Fang Lin was finally surprised to find that within a few hundred meters, there was no longer half a living person - the blood of the invader and the invaded. They all flowed on the ground and merged together, and the steel hammer had been dyed a bright red color, and you could even see a mixture of hair and flesh on it. Seeing this scene like a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood, although Fang Lin was a little horrified, he saw a faint light starting to shine on the corpses of some masked slaves. He felt happy and hurriedly went over to dig through the corpses to find the key. Finally, A total of more than ten wooden boxes were collected. It's just that after opening them one by one, I didn't find anything good, just some inferior recovery items and inferior equipment.
Fang Lin didn't plan to complete his first mission at this time, but he felt it was a pity to leave some things that he couldn't carry away. He suddenly remembered the useless skill he had learned yesterday: the cutting technique, so he simply took it out He started practicing with the dagger next to him.
You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t practice it. After practicing it, Fang Lin realized how useless this skill was. None of the dozens of items were successful. Instead, two items were completely cut into pieces and disappeared! And once a prop is cut, it cannot be cut again no matter what the result is.
Seeing that there was only a piece of rye bread (inferior quality) left in front of him that restored 30 points of physical strength, Fang Lin took the dagger in his hand and determined to make full use of this last opportunity. He compared it with his dagger, and suddenly a very strange feeling emerged in his heart, as if he was holding a thick-backed chopping knife against the mountain of ribs in the real world.
He was still recovering in his mind, but his hand was chopped off without hesitation!
In an instant, that strange feeling came to mind again. Whenever it appeared, Fang Lin was able to overcome his genetic defects and successfully transcend himself in the real world! It's just that he is in another mysterious world at this time, using techniques unique to this world!
The rye bread lying quietly in the box was suddenly cut into three even pieces in an instant!
Fang Lin was still immersed in that wonderful experience. It took him a while to come back to his senses and try to pick it up in the box with his hands. Suddenly a big hand stretched out from beside him, and he grabbed it with a slap. Who else could it be if it wasn't Marcel
The rude man opened his mask, stuffed the piece of bread in his palm into his mouth, chewed it a few times and said with a loud sound:
"It tastes good. Your cutting skills are very good."
Fang Lin was a little stunned, but fortunately there was a piece of bread left at the bottom of the box. He picked it up, and the message immediately appeared:
"Rye snack (ordinary), category: food, portable, effect: restores 15 physical points within 80 seconds."
"This..." He was shocked at once - the rye bread, which originally only restored a total of 30 points of physical strength, was divided into three pieces after being processed by the cutting technique, each piece could restore fifteen points. Physical value, then the total recovery power will rise to forty-five points, an increase of one and a half times! And it also has properties that can be carried, which means that if you are at a disadvantage in battle, eating a piece of it will also have the effect of slowly recovering!
But when he looked at his cutting skill again, he found that it had a different name:
"True Cutting Technique: It is a mutant skill that combines one's own mental power with cutting technique. This skill is unique to the world of the Round Table Knights. Using True Cutting Technique will consume 1 point of mental power. True Cutting Technique live1 effect : The loot obtained can be processed and divided. There is a 3% chance of processing high-level unknown treasures, a 60% chance of increasing the value of the loot, and a 6% chance of causing the loot to mutate. There is a 21% chance of causing the loot to be mutated. The processed items completely disappear. Note: When processing equipment, the chance of complete disappearance will be doubled. The cutting range is limited to white, blue equipment, food, and some valuable items. This mutation skill can only be advanced through the accumulation of proficiency , cannot use potential points to increase."
(Included: The equipment in this world is divided into white, blue, gold, dark gold, and purple. There are also green suits, and the equipment of each color is divided into inferior, medium, and superior. The attributes of white superior equipment , close to the attributes of blue low-grade equipment. The 60% chance of True Cutting to increase the value of loot means that it can upgrade low-grade equipment to medium. If the quality of the equipment itself is high, it can be upgraded.)
Fang Lin had previously chopped it off with a knife, and successfully activated the real cutting technique, processing the rye bread (inferior quality) into rye snacks (ordinary). Not only did the quality improve, but its nature also changed from unportable to portable. This is the activation of the mutated ability of the cutting technique!
At this time, Marceli squeezed over rudely, took one of his big hands to hold Fang Lin, and said impatiently:
"Hey, let's go."
Fang Lin was still recalling the wonderful feeling of the previous slash, he waved his hand and frowned:
"etc."
He suddenly felt a pain on his face, and then the world was spinning. A fishy and salty taste came out from the bottom of his tongue in his mouth. Only then did he feel a burning pain on his cheek. When Fang Lin regained his consciousness, that terrible penis was still stained with flesh and blood. The huge hammer was pointing at him mercilessly. Marcel stood in front of him like a heavy killing machine, his eyes were blood red and he said:
"Walk."
Fang Lin could read the serious and strong murderous intention in his eyes. The murderous intention that Marseille had suppressed in his heart for many years finally broke out, which made his spirit reach a paranoid and crazy state! Fang Lin climbed up silently. He was not depressed because of the heavy blow. Instead, he seemed to catch something in his chaotic thoughts, but lacked a key clue to connect it.
The next destination the two went to was the nearby village that was also attacked. At this time, the horse they rode on had no longer dared to approach Marcel, who was covered in blood and looked like a wild beast. He was not even ten feet away from him. , also raising his hooves and hissing uneasily.
Like the previous town, this place was still full of killing, blood, plunder and death. Marseille suddenly let out a beast-like grunt in his throat. Fang Lin followed his gaze and found the tallest building in the town, in front of the church. A fairly new carriage was parked, which was Marina's carriage. There were dozens of heads hanging dangling on the roof of the carriage. Their expressions were twisted and painful. It was obvious that they had suffered great torture during their lives, and even after their death. No rest either.
Fang Lin could barely make out a few familiar faces among the heads. After all, these victims were drinking with him in the bar last night. The only consolation was that among the dozens of victims, There are no women.
------- Of course, it can also be understood that what Marina is facing now is probably more terrifying than death.
At this time, Marseille had already rushed forward crazily. The two masked servants guarding the carriage were smashed out of shape almost in an instant. The half-open door of the church immediately flew in, but then there was a sound from inside. There was a loud sound of metal clashing. Marcel, who had charged in like a mad bull, staggered back. There were obvious cracks and dents on the thick black iron shield on his left forearm.
Immediately afterwards, an equally stout heavy-shielded giant hammerman wearing a horned helmet walked out. His armor and weapon style were exactly the same as Marseille's, but the difference was that the color was fiery red. The man raised his eyes and looked at the panting Marcel, and said in a booming voice:
"Traitor, today is the day you die!"
He raised the fiery red one-handed sledgehammer in his hand and rushed towards Marseille with a "dong dong dong dong" sound! The two men were both stout and short, and with the heavy armor on their bodies, Fang Lin estimated that their total weight exceeded half a ton. The two men hugged each other, struggled and threw themselves into a residential house on the opposite side of the road. Inside, the poor house collapsed immediately, stirring up dust and mist all over the sky!
Fang Lin was thinking calmly next to him. Naturally, he would not miss this great opportunity. He rushed into the church in three steps and two steps at a time, and directly slashed with a frightened masked slave—— ---Then he saw the unconscious Marina being laid flat on the altar.
At this time, I heard the sound of two brutal and rough warriors fighting each other outside, hitting each other's armors with a clanking sound. Fang Lin hesitated instead. His eyes suddenly lit up. He activated the Nightmare Mark and re-examined the hidden task he had received. He carefully read the sentence "Task Objective: Help Marcele meet Marina" several times, and suddenly the corners of his lips suddenly Showing a cold smile.
When Fang Lin took a step closer to Marina, she woke up leisurely. As soon as she saw a familiar person, she instinctively rushed towards him, hugged him and cried:
"Lauren! Are you here to save me? Jack and the others are dead!"
Fang Lin said slowly:
"Yes, I came to save you with Marcel."
Marina's face suddenly showed a look of fear:
"Marce! Could it be that he once again put on that evil armor that was blessed with demonic power?"
Fang Lin nodded and said meaningfully:
"For you, this lovely angel, he would rather fall and become a devil. Your love will witness eternity in this church."
Before Marina could think about it, she suddenly felt a chill in her stomach. At this moment, Fang Lin actually thrust the dagger in his hand from top to bottom, from Marina's lower abdomen, all the way up, and finally almost **It reached her throat!
No one could survive such an injury.
So she died simply and directly. The wide eyes were full of pain, unwillingness, and doubt. Fang Lin then quickly and calmly tore Marina's skirt apart, pretending to look like she had experienced a fierce struggle, and deliberately exposed her thighs. The snow-white thighs and the dark red blood formed a sharp contrast. , Fang Lin deliberately added some injuries to his body, picked her up and walked outside the church.
When passing the corpse of the masked slave, the expressionless Fang Lin stepped on the corpse's throat, crushing the throat bones and neck bones. He was so careful to prevent this. Everything could get out.
The surrounding area was in ruins. Under the duel between these two steel monsters, few buildings of this era could withstand their back-and-forth collision.
Marcel was obviously at a disadvantage at this time. One corner of his helmet had even been broken off. There were also cracks in many places on the black armor on his body. A large amount of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and stained his thick flesh. On the beard. There were splashes all over his thick black armor!
At this moment, Fang Lin ran out with Marina in his arms, looking extremely sad, and said painfully:
"Marce! I'm late! They wanted to insult Marina, but she refused to obey. When the masked slave saw me again, he rushed in and panicked! Just...just kill her!"