When Freya's figure disappeared completely, Brando also calmed down. It's different from diving into a ranch from another direction, which can be covered by a dazzling wood, and from here to the low woods below it is almost under the sight of a whole 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 and start to act. Although the undead can look directly at the life energy, their search range at night is also limited.
But Brando is not without work, he is observing the patrol rules of the bones below. Soon he found a gap for the opponent's patrol, and he could get a ten-second interval between the two scattered teams passing by.
He looked at the terrain-there was a distance of 20 meters from here to the undergrowth below, and he had the dexterity of 2 energy levels, but in the weak state, the attributes could not be called at full state, and he had to complete a forty in ten seconds. Rice back and forth and dig out the key buried under the tree, this seems like an impossible challenge.
He decided to find another way.
The sky soon dimmed.
It's time to act. He said to himself in his heart that he was immersed in the dim environment, but his heart was pounding with nervousness.
This is playing games with life, what other game’s death penalty is more irritating than this
He stared down, holding his breath, and silently counted fourteen sounds-two pairs of bone frames staggered for the required time, and then he first dropped the sword in that direction. This was the first step.
At a distance of 20 meters, the sword was thrown onto the soft fallen leaves with a soft sound. Brando waited horribly for a long time, and was relieved when the patrol passed by him for the second time to confirm that everything was normal.
The next step is the focus of the plan. Brando counted silently for the second time, and when the bones of the two teams crossed for the third time, he took a sharp breath and rushed out. At that time, his mind was almost blank. He could neither think nor worry about anything. There was only one goal-speed, speed up.
Three seconds.
Brando arrived and let out a long sigh. He squatted down, cut through the fallen leaves, grabbed the sword and started digging, but the efficiency was very slow, which was beyond his expectation. While digging, he silently counted, one, two, three in his heart.
Six seconds.
He set aside an extra second for himself, then dropped the sword and started running back, the surrounding scenery was almost stunned. He plunged into the bushes to stop, feeling his heartbeat stagnate.
The skeleton soldiers staggered past for the fourth time, and did not notice his existence. Brando took a deep breath, feeling that the sting|excited was so soft that his hands and feet were a little bit soft, but the accelerated secretion of adrenaline also made him deeply excited.
Then he retracted and continued to wait, waiting for the second round. Brando calmed down a lot in the second attack, but this time he returned to no avail.
He only dug for two seconds for the third time, because he had already clearly felt a drop in physical strength. Then for the fourth time, he finally came into contact with the cold square foreign body under the soil. Brando hadn't seen this thing before, but his heartbeat increased uncontrollably at this moment.
This is it.
Brando had a certainty in his heart. For a moment he wanted to dig this thing out, but he knew that there was not enough time. He took a breath to calm himself down, put down his sword, and ran back.
For the fifth time, Brando has completely calmed down. He ran under the tree, picked up the sword and started prying the square stone slab. The thing loosened immediately, but Brando’s ears moved—wait, the sound was wrong, the bones underneath. The route of the shelf patrol has changed.
impossible! Our protagonist felt cold in his heart. He didn't know if God made this malicious joke on him. Madara’s skeleton soldiers lack basic wisdom. They cannot adjust their patrol plans on their own, unless it is the corpse witch’s intention behind them-but the corpse witch will not change their original intentions for no reason.
Unless there is an external invasion.
Brando's past experience in the game became extremely clear at this moment. He couldn't help but glance at the direction of the ranch. Could it be that Freya and Essen were exposed? But looking down from the hillside, the direction was calm, and the young man immediately overthrew the idea.
The kaka steps of the skeleton soldier behind became closer, and the monsters should see him. Brando feels his blood is clotting, what should he do? Below are six bone frames, any of which can put him to death.
Ring after using the wind? No, not to mention that too much sound will cause trouble. It is already good to hit three skeletons with the size of the wind bullet. What should I do with the rest
Brando felt that his scalp was getting numb, and he kept reminding himself to stay calm and think about what he usually does in games like this. By the way, taking advantage of the advantages, every attribute point and skill the player has on hand can be used to survive in despair.
Just use imagination.
He immediately thought of a possibility, but this crazy idea also frightened 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 closer, and he had to make a choice.
He took a breath and immediately pierced his sword across the long sword into his abdomen.
The tearing pain came from the abdomen, and the strong feeling was ten thousand times stronger than in the game. Brando groaned and almost fell to his knees. He felt like he was crazy, big beads of sweat came out of his forehead, but at the same moment, the footsteps of the skeleton soldier stopped.
It succeeded, the unyielding skill had an effect, it deceived those boneless frames without wisdom.
Brando didn't dare to neglect, he drew his sword out of the dizziness. Although he had deliberately avoided the vital point, blood spattered all over the floor. The young man didn't dare to look. He almost had difficulty breathing with a sword to pry out the square stone slab, then turned around and slid all the way down the hillside.
He has five minutes to save himself, life and death hanging by a thread.
The soul fire inspired by his unyielding skills supported him to stumble all the way to the village, but Brando was shocked just as he fumbled into the village. There were a white frame of bones everywhere between the ruins of the building—the new ones. Skeletons are the masterpieces of corpse witches. Under the influence of Summoning Soul, they crawl out of the cemetery or tear their flesh and blood away.
Under the gradually darkening sky, these white bones gave people a huge sense of depression. Thanks to Brando's knowledge and knowledge, he would have been frightened and collapsed.
He calmed down and clicked on the number, only seeing more than fifty. This is not a small number, which means that Madara's aggressive strength is growing as they advance. But the only thing that makes people feel at ease is that Brando knows that these thin bone frames are not on the same level as their darkened counterparts.
Even slightly worse than an ordinary adult man.
Brando moved forward as he watched. His goal was the small shrine in the village, which should be in the north-if there is no confusion in his memory. And among the many disadvantages of death, there is always one advantage, that is, the undead wandering on the street regard him as the same kind, even if Brando slams his head on these headless guys, the latter is probably at best to adjust the balance and then keep going.
This is a huge piece of good news.
With this advantage, he found the shrine of Kalidas in just over three minutes—but it seems that the undead of Madara do not respect the pottery god in the game because they One wall of this shrine has been collapsed.
This provided Brando with a lot of convenience. He touched directly along the wall, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. Brando remembered that this shrine was rebuilt later, but he fumbled for a while and found that the internal environment was still the same. With his memory, he quickly found the way to the meditation room.
Unexpectedly, there was a wandering skeleton in the meditation room, which frightened Brando in the dark, but fortunately his nerves were tough enough. But he calmed down quickly, and tried to take a deep breath to comfort himself that this was just a puppet without any intelligence.
But breathing has become harder and harder, and his vision has begun to appear blurred, and he has almost a minute left.
Brando recalled that the entrance of the secret passage should be behind the podium. He fumbled there and found the square depression. At that moment he really smelled like Martha was on, he almost shuddered and pressed the slate in, for fear that God would make another malicious joke on him.
Fortunately, in the dark silence, there was a light click first, then a second sound, then a muffled rumbling noise came from the ground, and finally there was a crash, and he felt a breeze blowing behind him.
Brando turned his head and saw at a glance the downward tomb path—there was light inside, and purple shimmering crystals were inlaid on the walls of the aisle. This thing was not valuable—but the light was too dim, so it was not widely used. .
He shook his head, the dizziness almost knocked him down, there is no such thing in the game-the player will not feel any discomfort within five minutes of the indomitable skill in the Amber Sword, but when the time is up, you are The nerves are as tough as a cow and have to fall down immediately.
Brando is still supporting it almost by his own will, and his desire to survive makes him gritted his teeth. As he walked, he recalled the origins of this tomb—the Templar who was buried here is a famous NPC, and that person is called Jirende or something, a native born here, he participated in Eru Because of the War of Independence and the integrity of his life, after his death, people buried him back to his hometown according to his requirements during his lifetime.
It is said that this place was a forest in the past. Later, a shrine was built on it. The people of the Temple of Flame modified the tomb of the knight of the temple so that he could sleep in the peace of the kingdom of God forever. The sword that Brando was looking for was called the thorn of azure light. It was also the weapon that the knight used during his lifetime. The young man had no intention of disturbing the peace of the dead, but presumably the other party did not want the undead to be in his homeland. Randomly rages.
The young man gradually began to breathe. He strenuously supported the wall of the tomb passage for 20 to 30 meters, and the end of his vision gradually became brighter-such a long-lasting soft white light must be an effect produced by some high-grade shimmering gem. Brando was refreshed, knowing that he was close to the goal.
But before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a black shadow suddenly fell on the ceiling, and two steel claws clasped his shoulders and suddenly lifted him up.
Brando felt the huge force penetrate his limbs, like two iron chains making him immobile. He immediately realized that this was an absolute difference in power, and this power had at least four energy levels. He was horrified, and the experience in the game immediately made him realize what it was-a gargoyle. The guy who completed the task before never said that there was a gargoyle in the tomb.
The gargoyle is a masterpiece of the cloth craftsman and wizard, a twenty-third level monster, and the lower-level corpse witch has become a gentle little baby compared to it.
Before Brando finished thinking about it, he felt that he was flying into the air. It was a feeling in the clouds and mist—he felt himself flying over a long distance, and then hit his back hard against the cold tomb wall. superior. The bones all over his body groaned, as if they were breaking apart one by one.
But our protagonist didn't worry about this right now. He got up and shook his head, and saw that the gargoyle was chasing after him like a ghost.
Is there still a chance