The moment Marcel and Fang Lin arrived outside the village, the army led by the disciplinary knight Skone happened to break through the defenses and invade the town. wwW,QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO,cOm began to kill people, set fires, plunder and rob. Some of the rich and noble people in the town would not just sit back and take advantage of the chaos to drive away in carriages.
Punishment Knight Skone naturally wouldn't let these well-oiled guys slip away. With an order, someone would naturally chase them away. There were five carriages in total that escaped. The only ones under Scone who had riding skills were the heavy-shielded hammermen of the same type as Marseille. These steel fortresses chased them out one after another, which was exactly what Fang Lin expected.
Faced with these notoriously brutal troops, desperate townspeople gathered in nearby sturdy buildings to mount a last-ditch resistance. Because they wanted to plunder the wealth, the heavy swordsmen and masked slaves did not dare to set fire to it, so they fell into a local stalemate, and Skone's troops were successfully dispersed.
At this time, Fang Lin led Marseille to sneak into the village.
With the armor on Marseille, they were not hindered at all along the way. Under the hazy firelight of the dark night, the blood patterns on his armor were not obvious, but instead exuded a sense of awe, causing the heavy swordsmen and masked slaves to give in one after another wherever he went.
Soon, they saw Scone, the disciplinary knight, standing on a higher platform in the town, accompanied by only two heavy swordsmen and four masked slaves. This powerful and evil knight is nearly two meters tall. His whole body is protected in silver-white armor. Even his face is not exposed. He gives people a slender and agile look. He is holding a long handle in his hand. As for the terrifying silver axe, just by looking at it, one can imagine the immense destructive power it wields.
Seeing this guy, Marcel's breathing immediately became heavy, as if a blacksmith was pulling an old bellows. Fang Lin glanced at his red eyes and suddenly said softly:
"Are you scared?"
Marseille turned sharply and glared.
Fang Lin said expressionlessly:
"If you want to avenge Marina, you'd better listen to me."
At the mention of the word Marina, Marcel flinched as if he had encountered a nemesis. Only those red eyes, like a ferocious beast that had eaten too many people, felt particularly ferocious in the firelight. Silently waiting for Fang Lin's arrangements.
Soon, the man next to Skone noticed a panicked civilian next to him. He ran over in a panic carrying a big baggage. It seemed that he was too busy on the way and even fell down. The baggage fell out. He picked up a lot of yellow gold coins, and everyone's eyes were wide open. Even Scone swallowed his saliva, nodded slightly, and the four masked slaves around him rushed over.
However, the darkness seemed to swallow up these four people, and no sound was returned. It's no wonder, what a powerful weapon is the mutated thunder stick in Marcel's hand? In addition, this mutated heavy-shielded giant hammerman has a strength of up to fifty. If he hits these masked slaves, wouldn't he hit them one by one
The two heavy swordsmen looked at each other, not surprised but happy. They did not expect that someone would attack them secretly, but they were afraid that the four people would embezzle and escape after seeing the large amount of money, so they immediately chased them out without asking for instructions. Soon there were two loud metal collision sounds in the darkness, and after a while there were two soft "plop" sounds of falling to the ground, as if two broken sacks fell to the ground.
Scone condensed for a moment and smelled the conspiracy in it, but after all, he thought highly of himself, so he dragged his long ax, pulled out a torch and walked over. The armor on his body was blessed by magic and was of extremely high quality. Okay, it just made a clanking sound while walking. Just after turning the corner, Skone kicked a corpse with protruding eyes and tongue sticking out. It looked like it was in a miserable death state. It looked like it was a masked slave. Dark red blood was gurgling out.
Then dozens of steps away, another heavy swordsman whose head was smashed like a rotten watermelon was lying on the ground, and the blood stains slowly extended into a solid warehouse next to it. Scone was hesitating when he suddenly heard a fierce scream coming from inside. He was startled and hurried in.
In the gloomy light, there were dark red stripes flashing, and there was a bloody and murderous aura rushing towards them, and there was a whistling sound of the air being broken open at extremely high speeds. Skone smiled coldly. He didn't care about an attack of this level. He didn't dodge or dodge. He used his ax and slashed out horizontally!
There was a loud "click", fire splashed, the whole warehouse trembled, and dust fell rustling! Skone's axe, which he was determined to win, came to nothing and hit the stone pillar next to him! Deep and close to the feet,
And Marcele, who made a surprise attack in secret, hit the armor on Skone's shoulder with a hammer. A series of sparks spattered out, making a strange and clear sound of "fire"!
Marseille killed six people in a row. Both the killing power and the fighting spirit in his heart were aroused to the highest point. He struck with hatred at this time, but he could only stagger Skone! The gap between the two can be imagined!
Although the protective power of the armor on his body was astonishing, Scone was suppressed and unable to fight back, but he really couldn't bear the bad breath. He screamed strangely and tried to slash out several axes, but they were all blocked by the stone pillars around him. After eating a few heavy blows in vain, he simply threw away the ax and fought this traitorous heavy-shielded hammerman with nothing.
This is the battlefield carefully chosen by Fang Lin. The purpose is to let this boss use his own shortcomings to compete with his own strengths. However, the more he looks at it from the sidelines, the more frightened he becomes. The empty-handed Skone can actually compete with Mal. Sai fought to a draw and gradually gained the upper hand. The silver armor on his body was very protective. After a moment of fighting, Marcel's blood loss was nearly half, while Skone's was less than one-fifth!
At this time, Fang Lin whistled softly. Marcel knew what he meant and immediately paid attention. But Skone was confused. Suddenly seeing his opponent turn around and run away, he immediately chased after him with a scream and ridicule! Unexpectedly, my feet suddenly tightened and slipped, and my body lost its balance and fell forward!
It turned out that Fang Lin had tied many ropes secretly and straightened them out as soon as he had the opportunity. Marseille naturally knew this and was careful where he stepped, but Skone immediately fell into the trap!
Marcel took the opportunity to stuff his mouth with a few pieces of rye snacks that could continuously restore blood - this was naturally Fang Lin's masterpiece. Then he gleamed with blood and lunged forward with a roar. This pounce used his skills.
Flurry: Hit 8 times in an instant, the attack power each time is 30% of the normal attack power, and it requires 1 energy point.
All that could be heard was the series of sounds of "Danghuo" and "Danghuo" hitting the armor, accompanied by Skone's furious screams. It turns out that this flurry skill triggered the weapon special skill on the mutated thunder stick: there is a 15% chance of causing an additional 10 points of damage to the enemy and causing blindness.
Scone's health bar suddenly dropped, and his eyes were in darkness, with no target in sight. He staggered to his feet and danced like a drunkard, while Marceli hid aside and continued to devour the blood that could be restored by fighting. After tasting the sweetness of the rye snack, he waited until the flurry skill cooled down, then suddenly jumped on him again and used the skill!
There were crisp sounds again, and Scone, who had not yet recovered from the blindness effect, was hit by special effects again. No matter how powerful he was, no matter how domineering he was, he suddenly changed from a sighted man to a blind man. You can imagine the discomfort in this. He tried to fight back, but his fists were in vain and he hit the wall everywhere. On the contrary, Marcel's blood volume gradually increased under the nourishment of Fang Lin's special rye snacks.
It's just that this virtuous cycle didn't last long, but a very fatal thing happened!
Marseille's energy value is exhausted!
Even though he is equivalent to a mini-boss, he still has to abide by the rules of the world, and looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like the kind of guy with a lot of brains, a guy with extremely high intelligence, but he has really well-developed limbs.
But this matter was still within Fang Lin's expectation.
With a flick of his hand, he lit the firewood that had been piled outside.
At this time, there were fires all over the town, and it was determined that no one would notice that such a warehouse was on fire. Fang Lin had been setting it up for a long time, but the fire became more and more fierce, instantly burning the surrounding area red.
Marcel was desperate and dragged Scone in the warehouse. However, due to the huge difference in strength between the two, he finally broke free and rushed to the door. Marcel was paralyzed on the ground, dying.
But suddenly there was an extra person at the door!
Scone screamed hoarsely, and struck out ferociously, grabbing the man's shoulder and tearing it wildly, tearing the man's flesh and blood to pieces like strips of cloth. Only his head was thrown into the air, and he rolled to the ground. In front of Marseille's eyes, Marseille's helmet was blown away at this time, his face was covered with blood, and he was dying. However, when he saw the head, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he pounced like a crazy tiger and dragged Scone alive. Back to the fire scene!
The person who blocked the door before was actually a corpse.
Marina's body!
By this time, the fire had burned through the ceiling, and the beams continued to collapse and fall, blocking the exit with a bang. The raging fire burned away all hope of escape and also reflected the sneer on Fang Lin's lips.
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The fire burned for more than an hour.
Fang Lin held his dagger in his mouth and hunted the lone masked slaves nearby. He had been baptized during this period of time, and he had the bonus of world attributes. Therefore, if he was not directly fighting against the heavy sword warrior, he would be a big opponent. There is a chance of winning, and although the explosion rate of the mask slave equipment is extremely low, one out of ten people can still leave a wooden box, mostly containing a piece of black bread.
With the support of his True Cutting Technique, he can often turn low-quality food that can only be used in non-combat situations into rye snacks that can be continuously recovered during combat.
Therefore, gradually, Fang Lin became more and more skilled in this killing, and various attributes began to gradually improve--for every newcomer who first entered this place, this kind of improvement is a sign that his own potential has been greatly improved. The performances gradually developed are completely normal. However, after this time, if there is no chance encounter, his own attributes will be basically fixed and can only grow slowly. On the other hand, one's own skills can be improved through training or through the potential points given after completing various tasks.
When the fire in the warehouse gradually extinguished, Fang Lin took a look at his attributes, which had greatly increased. Strength was 8 (5), agility 10 (6), physical strength 8 (6), and mental strength 17 (5). Note: The world attribute bonus is not calculated. The qualities in brackets are the qualities of a normal 30-year-old adult man. It's no problem to challenge a heavily armored swordsman head-on. It probably only consumes less than half of its blood volume, and can recover quickly with the nourishment of rye snacks.
After losing the command of the leader boss, the morale of the masked slaves and heavy swordsmen who invaded the town gradually dropped. Some of them looted money and escaped, but it was those heavy shielded giant hammermen who were in charge of the situation and could ride horses who chased and escaped. For a time, the situation was gradually reversed by the people in the town who fought to the death!
Fang Lin was turning over the ruins.
He has not forgotten his mission conditions:
Hidden mission, assassinate the retribution knight Skorn. Mission difficulty, a, mission goal, obtain the head of the disciplinary knight Skorn. Mission time limit, twenty-four hours.
There is still plenty of time left in the twenty-four-hour period, and Skone's head must be taken sooner rather than later.
But at this moment, a burnt black palm suddenly stretched out from under the ruins and suddenly pinched Fang Lin's throat!