Brando had just rushed out of the room, and the bone frame in the red armor creaked. It twisted half of its body with difficulty, and its movements gradually changed from slow to smooth.
At the same time, several wind spirit spiders also crawled out of the ruins and returned to the young man. Brando found that they had four left, but the messages from two of them clearly showed that they had found the corresponding ones. Target. Fengjing spiders use Tonilu (*)'s wind language. Although Brando does not actually master this language, he seems to understand their meaning-things are not far away from him.
(*Tonilu is the place where the Wind Elf King lived in the legend of Vaughan. The full name is Tonilu’s End of Wind, or Storm’s Ending Mountain; a large number of wind elemental creatures gather here to form a different ethnic group, their language comes from The ancient rune language family, the language of the wind, is one of the few words with magical powers that exist today. Therefore, Tonilu's language of the wind is also a compulsory course for the elemental envoys—especially the Storm Envoy.)
This gave him a sigh of relief. But with the wisdom of these little things, they couldn't tell whether the magic item he found was the scroll of elemental enlightenment he needed. Brando must judge himself.
There are two targets, one is nearly thirty meters away to the south and the other is fifty meters away to the west. Brando thought about it, and the west side leads to the showroom under the auction table. It seems more likely-it's just a return, the danger is self-evident. He wanted to take back two of the wind spirit spiders, so as not to accidentally enter the graveyard with this card.
On the other side, the eyes of the Undead Black Hole are rekindling the light of two soul fires.
Brando understands that he doesn't have much time, but he is not in a good condition now. The thorn of light is lost among the rubble-he has no time to find out, the Charles is not there anymore, and his right arm is almost broken. —Unconsciousness until now. The Wind Spirit Spider couldn't help much, the Ring of the Queen of Wind was still charging.
The exhaustion caused by the exhaustion of mana was faintly accompanied, but fortunately, more than half of his physical strength was left, and his life was not lost.
He stood staggeringly on the aisle, his mind flashing. Cursing Crossbow is not very helpful in the face of the undead, but there may be another option to go out from the broken window on the second floor to the densely populated street, but this cannot prevent the terrible undead from continuing to chase him-life Ripple is extremely sensitive to the undead, and there is no possibility that no one can be found in the crowd. Especially, in the open area, it is even less possible for him to escape from the hands of the crusaders.
He took a sip, not that the crusaders' servants had no weaknesses at all, but the absolute difference in strength left him at a loss.
He could almost hear the undead moving again behind him. Brando shook his head to shake off the thought, and quickly walked along the aisle with broken walls everywhere. In a short moment, this small auction site seemed to have encountered a storm, and the previous competition irreversibly changed the terrain here. But he was not in the mood to care about these at the moment, as long as the undead catches up, he thinks he can't escape ten meters away like this.
"You must think of a way."
He suddenly saw the remains of a skeleton soldier not far away, which should have been his masterpiece not long ago, and his heart moved.
With a click. The giant skeleton in scarlet armor had already walked out of the room with the tomahawk upside down. It had a huge body half rickets, with its yellowish ribs stuck in the spine like a spine sword, encircling the central one. Group of burning flames. It only wears shoulder armor, helmet and simple skirt blades, because under the protection of bones-its bone plate after being quenched by the power of chaos is tougher than ordinary metal.
It turned its head, and there was no sound in the empty aisle. It froze for a moment, and the condition of the previous life ripples told him that the weak human being was moving along this aisle, but at this moment the feeling became imperceptible.
Brando lay flat beside the remains of the skeleton.
He exhaled slightly, then held his breath; he tried to calm his heartbeat, and slowed down his blood circulation as much as possible, so as not to be too eye-catching in the eyes of the undead. The crusader's servant really slowed down, Brando's vital signs gradually weakened in its gray vision, it was a little puzzled, and the remaining cunning in instinct made it slow down.
So as not to be caught.
But it is not completely blind to Brando, and young people understand it.
He carefully buckled the black steel long sword from the claws of the skeleton soldier, moving slowly and lightly. Brando felt that although his heartbeat was slow, every beat was very powerful, it was like a drum covered with cowhide, beating on his fragile nerves. I don't know if this is an illusion, but the huge frame of bones inevitably approached here.
Less than ten meters.
At this distance, as soon as this Madara's general guard broke out, Brando would separate his body and head. He couldn't help turning his head once or twice, as if subconsciously confirming that his head was still on his neck.
The undead took a step closer.
Brando can no longer maintain his composure, he has cultivated his calm mind in the game, but now he is using life as a bet after all. He glanced at the tall frame of bones, Madara's General Guard, known for its speed, coldness and killing throughout the battlefield. The giant axes in their hands are nearly four meters long, and they have more than 20 tons of power in a full blow. Every time they confront them on the battlefield, humans have to pay ten times or even a hundred times the price.
In Karasu’s war records, the Necromancer used dozens of generals’ guards to disperse Eruin’s entire infantry regiment. On the frontline battlefield, these huge monsters, which are like moving iron towers in the melee, are full of horror legends about them.
Of course, human beings also have elite troops that are well-known and can rival them one-on-one.
But Brando hasn't reached that level yet.
When the eyes of the crusaders' servants fell on him, his heart beat uncontrollably and banged. His blood began to circulate uncontrollably, and the life force seemed to become obvious again, and the tall undead paused slightly-a coldness immediately enveloped Brandur's head.
It saw through his tricks.
But only a few seconds passed.
Brando felt his forehead chill, and he would provoke an attack as long as he moved a little bit, but even if he kept it like this, he could only hold on for a few seconds. He stared at his attribute interface, thinking that a few seconds would be of no avail. He needed more time, a little bit more, and suddenly he made up his mind and rolled over to one side abruptly.
The huge frame of bones reacted immediately, and it raised its battle axe—the metal side reflected cold light and hit Brando’s face, making his face pale. This huge monster swept more than ten meters in an instant like a gray ghost, dragged the axe to the side, and opened a crack on the wall with a'wow'. The cold blade's edge was like a plow plowing over the masonry. The cracked brick slabs and the wood embedded in the wall protruded outwards, forming a deep ravine that moved forward fast.
The underground passage of the auction house has reinforced walls on both sides, but it is as fragile as a piece of tofu under the perverted force of the crusaders' servants. It waved forward, and the wind pressure and the crack suddenly extended towards Brando. But the young man made a fake move. While rolling to one side, he kicked his foot to the ground forcefully, and he had already jumped in the opposite direction.
The axe of the giant skeleton was destined to hit the open space, and the slabs of the ground were cracked and stone chips shot everywhere. But Brando dived between the legs of the tall undead—the Crusader servant roared from under the hollow neck bone. This was the scream of the soul, and it retracted its axe to stab its feet. But Brando dodged from left to right, got up and grabbed its thigh bones and turned to one side. Every time the huge bone frame wanted to turn the tip of the axe, the long axe handle was stuck on the ceiling. In a blink of an eye, Brando had been connected to avoid three attacks, and it finally woke up and reached out to grab this cunning human.
Fifteen seconds.
Brando has been supporting it long enough.
When the huge bones of the crusader's servants grabbed down, Brando immediately lowered his head to avoid it. As soon as the charge skill entered the cooling down, he activated at the same time, and the speed burst instantly made Brando possess nearly twice the monster's power. Clever, he rushed forward like a continuous afterimage, and at the same time a sword in his left hand burst into the wall in front—
Nearly 20 energy levels bombarded the wall.
The black steel long sword uttered a mournful cry, breaking every inch. But the wall slammed inward, and the bricks and stones became intertwined. Brando dropped the long sword again and made a punch with his left hand, causing the wall to collapse. He jumped into the wall. Unsurprisingly, this was the room on the other side. The Wind Spirit Spider had already bypassed the sewer to wait for him.
He is close to the target.
But the crusaders were closer to him. Brando didn't dare to neglect, the last point of acceleration was like a meteor banging open the door of the room and rushed out. And just as he left with his front foot, the huge bone frame behind it smashed against the wall with a roar. It screamed and raised its head, separating its hands from the broken wall-letting the dust and sand fall along the helmet, and then squeezed in with a crash.
The two chased in a small space one after the other, and this auction site was unlucky-the crusader's servant was like a human-shaped bulldozer, and the wall of the wood and stone interlayer was as high as nearly fifty energy levels. In front of its power, it was simply vulnerable. When it moved forward, any wall would become powdery and cracked.
In just an instant, it passed through three walls. From the outside of the auction house, part of the circular building has collapsed.
Brando calculated the distance anxiously, and there were still two rooms. He drew the dagger from his belt and threw it away. The sharp blade only left a white scratch on its bones. It raised its head and pounced on a wind spirit spider, but the huge bone frame knocked it into a ball of blue with a single blow. Sauce.
Brando passed through another room.
The crusader's servant raised his axe for the second time, which made the young man feel cold in his vest, and it seemed that it was too late.