Adventurer... Adventurer is not a complimentary term. It refers to people who are separated from their hometown, unable to live a stable life, and need 'adventure' to survive - they are dangerous elements that the lords are afraid of, and they make officials
The unsettling element of frowning.
They are warriors who rely on brute force and courage to make a living and seek money and excitement. They are freaks who choose to take such a path that is feared and discriminated against when they could have a better choice and become soldiers and guards.
In the final analysis, adventurers are just a group of barely legal bandits, lunatics who do things that other people who long for a peaceful life are unwilling to do and dare not do.
Qingchao is an adventurer and is proud of it.
He pursues arduous journeys, exciting battles, wealth and satisfaction after taking risks - it is these that support him and his fellow adventurers to walk on this continent, causing adventurers to emerge in an endless stream.
And now, in the icy abyss of ancient ruins, fighting against a group of unprecedented aberrant monsters and giant monsters of Warcraft... wouldn't it be a grand adventure?
The ape beast had already rushed in front of him, and Qingchao could already smell the fishy stench and a strange sweet fragrance from the other party's mouth. He didn't think much, and took action with a flash of sword light.
With an ordinary horizontal slash of the sword, the ape's neck and left shoulder were cut like soft linen cloth, but Qingchao did not stop, he took a step forward, and another semi-circular arc with watery light passed through it.
The three ape beasts were still running. Before they could raise their sharp claws to pounce, their bodies and blood that had been cut in half were knocked away by the remaining force of the sword.
The Wave Patroller, or the 'Wave Patroller', was the true form of the navy used exclusively by the Whale Song Cliff Army. Although it has begun to spread throughout the continent in recent decades, its strength has not been eliminated and has been used by many naval crews.
and adventurers adopt.
A patroller with the dual ability to control water flow and wind, he is best at using a long sword to cut through the air with water blades that can cut steel and iron. In the Battle of the Three Seas in the past, he faced the sea demon insects that swept in like a torrent.
The army, it was the 5,000 patrollers who, under the leadership of the leader, swung their swords in unison, slashed out the sea-opening sword light that made the tsunami retreat, helped the surrounded vanguard fleet break through the siege, and brought
Key information for the Sea Demon Nest Master.
When Qingchao was a child, he always heard his father talk about that battle. He heard his retired father proudly point to the scars and badges on his chest, saying that he was one of the five thousand patrollers who wielded swords at that time.
His father always said that he hoped that he could also become a revered swordsman of Whale Song Cliff and a wave-riding patrolman who could not be stopped even by the sea.
His father taught him how to swing a sword, teach him steps, teach him how to sense the breath of the sea, teach him the skills of fighting monsters and humans, and every time he made progress, he picked him up excitedly and shaved him with his stiff beard.
s face.
But such a father died.
Because of the deterioration of injuries after the war, because there was not enough good medicine, because soldiers were not paid in full, and because there were too many wounded soldiers who retired after the Three Seas War, Jinggeya could no longer send out enough Mara to let those soldiers
The soldiers who deserved their pay received the compensation they deserved.
Just three hundred maras, just ninety talers, just...
A bottle of medicine.
——Why should I become an Ascendant and use up all my family’s savings?
——Why don’t you sell the sword? I obviously don’t deserve to use such a good sword!
——Why...you still have such high expectations for me?
Qingchao swung his sword faster. Those apes with only brute strength were as ridiculous as children in front of him. He just waved the sword casually, and the apes' heads were rolling.
The strength of the first-level high-level ones is indeed not worth mentioning in front of the real strong ones, but it is already an insurmountable wall in front of these aberrant beasts.
With Qing Chao as the center, the ape beast's offensive not only slowed down, but even retreated - starting from his forward pressure, many apes retreated one after another, because if they did not retreat, what was waiting for them would be swift and merciless.
die.
At this moment, the sea-born sword in his hand caused the ice and snow in the atmosphere to shake, because ice is just a change in the quality of water.
As long as he can reach the second energy level and become a 'Tide Swordsman', not only the physical wind and snow, but also the blurred mist and cold air will become his sword light.
It's just... just that...
But not enough.
The number of apes is in the thousands, which is an army large enough to start a war. The moth also noticed the extra conspicuous target of Qingchao, and began to attack with ice picks and hailstones - for a while, the swordsman had to restrain his chops.
The sword power used to kill the ape beasts was turned against the flying Bingshu.
He is very skilled. Patrollers in the army do not need these skills, but patrollers who act alone, not in the army, but take risks alone, have given up on the technique of using together to cut the wave-breaking sword energy, and instead focus on one person.
Various combat skills for adventure.
But how can one person stop them all? What's more, the speed of the moth this time is much faster than last time. Other fronts are also fighting. The team members who went to find other exits have not returned yet. Today's Qingchao is really just alone.
Fight hard.
Therefore, it was not an oversight, but a really unstoppable ice pick that pierced into his thigh and waist, causing the swordsman to groan and had to stop where he was.
He waved his sword again, and saw two snow-white sword lights shooting out of the air, spanning more than ten meters. The eight ape beasts that tried to get past the swordsman were cut into two pieces neatly, and the two moths that issued ice picks were cut into two pieces.
It also broke in response, exploding and falling - the wave patrolman can cut out such a long-distance killing sword energy even when he is not in the sea. This is no longer the strength of the first-level high-level, but a power close to the peak!
Among all the people present, no one's strength can compare with Qingchao.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of artillery has begun to roar again. Due to Qingchao's inducement, a large number of moths gathered together to attack him, so they became the target of subsequent artillery fire - more than twenty adult frost moths were blasted to pieces by the artillery and turned into pieces.
It makes slurry and debris flying all over the sky.
Not a small victory - but everyone knows that they only rely on the power of the fleet to accumulate strength. These monsters originally came to die, and then used the dead of their kind as food to transform.
When a sufficient number of moths have completely transformed, no matter how powerful the artillery is, they will end up being overwhelmed by these monsters.
Everyone could see this, but they could only reload their limited ammunition in desperation, and send people to send the severely injured Qingchao back to the position.
"Swordsman, you are too strong. If you hadn't taken the risk to gather those big moths together, we would have been frozen by the blizzard they caused!"
The speaker was an elf pirate whose hometown was in Nai'an, and his accent had a hint of the accent from Cang Tian Wang Ting - this group of pirates had completely convinced Qing Chao after several attacks and defenses.
It was Qingchao himself who proposed the plan to use himself as bait to catch all the truly dangerous moths.
"Pfft...the number is not large enough. There were already more than fifty frost moths before, and only two-fifths of them were wiped out..."
On the way to being carried back and placed there, Qingchao vomited blood and was still a little dissatisfied: "It would be nice if I could kill a few more."
After breathing for a while, Qingchao whispered: "Now that the number of frost moths has decreased, you should leave quickly... The position here can no longer be defended... The people who went to look for the exit haven't come back yet, and they don't know.
Whether he escaped or was not found, we can’t wait any longer..."
"Leave me here. I can still fight for a while and hold off some monsters... If I can survive, just send some money to my family."
Both the pirates and the crew of the exploration ship could only respond in silence... Qingchao could see it, so why couldn't they? It's just that this reality was too desperate, and they had no idea where to go after leaving the position.
"There will always be a way." They could only repeat.
Qingchao closed his eyes and slowly regained his strength.
Until he heard a sound tearing through the air, but it was not the roar of a cannonball coming from the sky.
Opening his eyes, the swordsman saw a blue-white stream of light flashing through the air. A white figure slashed forward with a black iron sword in his hand. The virtual shape of blue waves followed the surge of source matter.
Draw an arc forward.
"This is……"
Immediately, he opened his eyes wide and stared in disbelief at Yin En, who came from nowhere and struck out into the insect swarm with one sword and a wave of sword light.
"This is the Wave-Destroying Sword?!"
Qingchao saw that Yin En slashed with his sword, and the power of the fairy wings stirred up the frosty wind and turned into a big wave in the frozen soil.
Wherever the sword light passed, the flesh and blood of apes and beasts flew everywhere, and the slurry of demonic insects splashed everywhere.
It's like a sword light appears in the ice abyss that separates the sea, but the sea here is not a real tide, but a community of demonic insects and aberrant beasts. With that blue sword light as the center, the monsters
They all moved away - not because of fear, but because Yin En's power forced them to fall.
In fact, because Yin En's speed was so fast, sometimes it seemed as if he had already passed the beast herd for a long time before the waves of blood and slurry exploded.
A gap immediately appeared in the team of aberrant apes, and the moths in the sky turned back on their own initiative - they gave up the offensive and prepared to accumulate another wave of strength.
The horde of monsters retreated.
The young man sheathed his sword, turned around, and walked towards the position - the surviving crew of the exploration ship cheered, the pirates had complicated expressions, but a few people clapped and celebrated.
It didn't take long for Yin En to arrive in front of Qing Chao.
"Thanks to you, otherwise, I'm afraid none of these people here would survive."
He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the opponent's frozen wound, infusing the water element into it, causing Qingchao's injury to gradually improve - but because the ice pick penetrated his internal organs, the swordsman still did not get rid of his endangered state.
"Just for myself."
As the wound gradually improved, the swordsman felt far more severe pain than before. He took a deep breath and clearly felt the passage of his life.
Qingchao raised his head and looked at Yin En. He smiled bitterly and raised his hand, holding the long sword tightly: "That sword just now... was really powerful."
"I can't survive, so I'll give you this sword... If you can go back alive, remember to ask the Ellen family to give me more pension..."
"Have you announced your funeral arrangements so early?"
But Yin En just looked at the swordsman with caring eyes, and then shook his head: "Have you forgotten that I am an alchemist, and the Ellen family sells potions?"
"You can survive, don't talk nonsense, if you want money, just go home and give it to yourself."
He took out a regeneration potion with a needle from his pocket and stuffed it into the hands of the stunned sea-born swordsman: "After the injection, take good care of your injuries. The newly regenerated internal organs will be a little fragile, but they will be enough for you to exert your first-level strength.
"
The young man said this. He stood up and praised from the bottom of his heart: "The sword energy just now was very powerful. I couldn't kill it - even though the sword I just struck was so powerful, it just depends on inheritance and good weapons."
"There is no need to underestimate yourself, you are really strong and you won't die here."
Qingchao didn't hear what Yin En said clearly.
Because he just stared blankly at the potion in his hand.
A bottle of elite grade regeneration potion, worth two to three hundred talers, that can regenerate internal organs.
As long as my father had such a bottle of regeneration potion back then... no, half a bottle.
As long as he has half a bottle, he will not die, and can even heal all the hidden injuries... He does not have to retire at all, and he does not have to become an adventurer, go through life and death, and earn those things in order to repay the medicine.
Extremely dangerous blood money.
A glorious Battle of the Three Seas would not allow veterans to bleed and receive Anjia's salary, but an adventure stemming from a despicable murder among noble relatives could easily obtain such a bottle of potion.
Holding this regeneration potion, Qingchao wanted to shed tears, but couldn't because of the cold wind.
"Haha...hahahaha!!!"
Because of such an ironic fate, the man cried and laughed, but he couldn't help it.
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