"Lord Marsa, my soldiers opened the door, but it was already ignited inside. My skeletons hesitated in front of the dirty flames. I need some time for them to adapt."
The corpse witch hunched his body and buried his head deeply, the green flames in his eyes flashed with cunning light, but he put his withered arms on his chest to express absolute obedience——
Madara has a strict hierarchy that makes anyone who tries to cross it feel afraid from the depths of their souls, especially the necromancers behind the Black Code who are naturally good at manipulating and toying with the pain of the soul.
The apprentice of the Necromancer gently tapped his dark black silk robe with his pale and slender fingers. He stood on the hill overlooking the village below - the Butchi bells were ringing in the darkness, and human society was sinking into deep
in fear.
But this nightmare has just begun. Not far away, an army of skeletons is disappearing into the darkness in rows. There is also a reserve team hidden in the woods on one side. He ordered them to release arrows, and soon they will drop a group of arrows.
Wave.
The next wave will use fire arrows.
The blue flame, the cold soul fire.
The raging fire in the dark will panic all creatures, and he wants to create a little panic so that the skeleton soldiers can attack.
"How long?" The future necromancer's voice was cold and sharp.
"This," Corpse Witch lowered his head and estimated: "Eight minutes, no, five minutes at most."
"I don't have that time, but I can leave a detachment of people for you. Eleven skeleton soldiers, is that enough, Kabuka?"
"Plenty, my lord."
The future necromancer smiled coldly: "Be careful not to let the mouse escape through the back door."
"Master, please rest assured. I have already made arrangements at the back door according to your instructions."
"Then, I hope I will get good news when I return in triumph, Kabuka," the Necromancer Apprentice pointed forward and glanced meaningfully at his subordinates: "Now I am going to accept the surrender of this village and taste the humanity.
Enjoy eternal death in fear. But Martha, I hope my decision to attack in advance will not cause any trouble to Sir Instaron-"
"As you wish, my master." Corpse Witch lowered his head deeply.
…
The house has become thick with smoke, and flames are licking out from under the smoke from time to time. The rising flames not only block the invasion of the undead, but also block the sight of humans.
The rising temperature had already made their backs feel hot, and the hot smoke made them unable to open their eyes. Their throats and noses were stinging, but Sophie's heart still felt cold.
What should he do?
"What's wrong?"
"Give me the hammer." The young man finally stretched his hand back. He listened carefully. In addition to the flames burning, he vaguely heard a unique sound echoing among the mountains - the sound of bells.
Butch's wake-up call.
Martha was on top, hoping that the people in the village guard were smart enough, Sophie prayed silently in her heart. As for the militia, he didn't expect them, they were just passionate young people, he just hoped that they could survive the night.
These people are the seeds of Eruin's future.
He immediately felt that he had thought too much, maybe he wouldn't even be able to pass the next level, right?
"Are there any enemies outside?" The businesswoman blinked and handed over the hammer.
"It's hard to say, but be prepared." Sophie tried her best to think on the bright side, but the better she thought, the worse the situation became. He had to make more preparations. He was a senior warrior, and senior warriors did not rely on luck, but on caution.
"Brando."
"Huh?" He stopped opening the door.
"You seem to be a little different today."
Wearing a gang?
Sophie's heart tightened. That's not right. Logically speaking, his personality is quite similar to Brando's, and he inherited the latter's memory. How could he be seen out so quickly?
"What...?" He couldn't help asking nervously.
"Well, I can't tell, it's just a feeling." The future businesswoman thought for a moment and replied seriously: "You will protect me, right, Brando?"
"What's wrong with this?"
"No, thank you."
"If you want to send me a good person card, there's no need for it, Miss Roman——"
"Eh?"
Sophie smiled slightly and did not answer, but the tension in her heart dissipated a lot. He took a deep breath, tensed his body, gently opened the door latch, and then put his hand on the cold doorknob.
It's about to open.
What kind of fate is waiting for him outside, a whole new world? Or a sudden death? God, you won't play with me like this, right?
However, it is extremely taboo to try to figure out what Martha-sama means without permission.
"Miss Roman, I'll count to three, and you'll rush out with me."
"OK."
"three……"
"Well."
"Ouch."
"Sorry, I'm too nervous, I should count down..."
"It's okay, Brando..." Roman couldn't help but cover her face. She just bumped into the young man's solid back, which made her blush and her heart pounding.
She was not such a shy person before.
However, Sophie had no intention of understanding the girl's thoughts, and he was a little embarrassed for making such a mistake. He remembered that he should be very calm, but he was just a few small skeletons.
He gritted his teeth and opened the door. Before the smoke cleared, a shining long sword had already penetrated.
There was indeed an ambush.
Sophie's heart has never been so calm, as if the thirty-one years of warrior experience in the game are now integrated with this life, and the black rose emblem of Bromando in full bloom on the iron plate is so eye-catching in his eyes - Madea
La's sword drew a dazzling straight line.
Stiff, Sophie knew the opponent's weakness——
He also understood that his own strength could not be used in a head-on fight, so he immediately pinned Roman down with his backhand and sidestepped to avoid it - only a hair's breadth away, the cold sharp sword only cut through his clothes.
Then Sophie swung forward with a hammer, and after the smoke and dust separated, a skeleton's chest was exposed there. There was a crisp sound, and three ribs were broken backwards.
The skeletal frame couldn't bear the strength and kicked back, but the young man took the opportunity to rush out of the sea of fire first.
He immediately looked around the battlefield and saw four skeleton soldiers - he couldn't help but gasp. If there were only one or two skeletons, he might have the intention to curse, but at this moment, there was only a cold feeling in his heart.
It seems that God knows his nature very well.
He only had one thought left: The other party really thought highly of him, so he must have treated him as a scout.
That's true, Sophie thinks that her performance is no better than that of ordinary human scouts. Because in such a small place, the scouts are just ordinary hunters.
However, it seems that being too outstanding is not a good thing...
He felt Roman holding his hand tightly from behind, and the girl's subconscious actions revealed the nervousness in her heart. He wanted to say something to comfort him, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
He raised his head and saw that the dark forest in the distance was just below the hillside, but how could he cross the distance in between? He didn't have wings.
When the mountain breeze blew, my soaked forehead became cold.
Four skeleton soldiers have surrounded him.
What should I do, close my eyes and wait for death? Sophie could only subconsciously protect the business lady behind her. She couldn't help but think that she should still be a warrior of more than 130 levels. It was just one move to deal with these skeletons.
Things between...
But there are no ifs in this world.
The reality is really hateful——
Wait, level? The young man suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something, and a shudder ran through his heart. Yes, the Wind Queen's Ring! He had clearly used the Wind Queen's Ring to kill a corpse witch and two skeletons before. In addition,
Go to the skeleton that Brando killed before he died, and get six points of experience!
In the game, it only takes five points of experience to upgrade a swordsman from level one to level two, not to mention militiamen?
The only thing I hope is that this place will not be too different from the game - with six points of experience, the omniscient and omnipotent Lord Martha - as long as there is a new level, he will definitely have a chance to escape.
Sophie understood that she didn't have much time. Four skeletons were already approaching. He might only have one breath, four seconds, to live or die.
He cast a piece of dark green data on his retina at the fastest speed imaginable——
xp: 6 (civilian level 1: —, militia level 1, 0/3)
Thank God!
He understood what he needed. Although it was an obvious waste to invest his experience in a profession like militia, he couldn't care less at this moment.
It's better to waste it than to become a cold corpse, right?
"Military, 6 points of experience, hurry up, let me upgrade!" He tried his best to mutter in his heart, the four skeletons had already raised the sword in their hands, and he felt the business lady behind him hugging him tightly.
"Brando, they are coming!"
However, the data quickly changed.
xp:0 (civilian level 1:—, militia level 2, 6/10)
A warm current flowed through Sophie's limbs and bones, and he understood that he could get a 0.1-level strength correction and a 0.1-level physique correction from the militia profession, but these were irrelevant——
You must know that swordsmen can gain 0.2 level correction in strength and constitution when going from level one to level two, not to mention additional improvements in dexterity and perception, so compared to militiamen they are like useless wood.
But these are not important.
The important thing is that Sophie knows that when a character is promoted from level one to level two, he will get the only three opportunities to choose talent skills in his life.
Yes, this is the first time.
That is the fairest time.
This will be the time to give him a new lease of life.
He waited anxiously for a second that seemed like an eternity, but finally the coat of arms symbolizing his personal talent shone brightly on his attribute panel——
"Innate skills, unyielding." Sophie's eyes seemed to be lit with a blazing flame, and four long swords were attached to her body. He just raised the masonry hammer symbolically, avoiding important parts such as the head, heart, and abdomen.
Thump, thump, thump.
At least three swords were inserted into the young man's body at the same time. He had only one feeling - it was so fucking painful!
However, Sophie knew that with the ability to die, she would not fall into coma due to blood loss within at least five minutes, and she would definitely not die from any physical blow within half an hour.
Now he only has one chance, which is to take Roman and escape from here, and then find the life potion in the remaining time.
He didn't know if there was such a thing in this world, but he could only believe that there was.
Because he had no choice.
"Brando!" Roman's voice changed with fear.
"Hold on to me, Roman."
"I……"
"Hold on to me!" The young man had no time to explain, and couldn't help but burst into anger. Brando, who was covered in blood, was like a real hero at this moment, and the girl couldn't help but be stunned.
"I know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Brando."
Sophie took a deep breath. He didn't know how many times he had done this, but he really needed to calm down first. Although inhaling made him feel a sharp pain like a tearing wound, he understood that at this moment
To him pain is just an illusion...
The three skeletons drew their swords, and they were stunned for a moment. Because in their eyes, this human being gradually lost the heat of life, and another kind of power spread out from his body.
Soul power.
Unyielding talent explores the fire of the soul within, which is similar to exorcising the undead.
Therefore, the undead thought that Sophie at this moment was their kind, but there was a misunderstanding. Because Sophie did not think so, he gritted his teeth and swung the sledgehammer, knocking out all four bones.
This is not because the young man's strength suddenly increased, but simply because it was completely beyond the opponent's expectations.
Sophie grabbed Roman's hand and took this opportunity to rush out quickly.
"Miss Roman." He said with difficulty as he ran.
"In the."
"Listen carefully..." Sophie gasped, her stubbornness didn't overwhelm her physical strength, and he already felt that the surrounding scenery was a little blurry.
All that was left was the whistling wind that surrounded my ears as I ran so fast.
"kindness?"
"If I'm unconscious, you take me to Butchi, being careful to avoid Madara... Go to the temple in the town and find... the potion of life, do you understand?"
"I, I understand, Brando... you won't die, right?"
"I don't know, cough...it depends on Master Martha's arrangements..."
Sophie didn't know whether the merchant lady really understood, but he only had the strength to say so much, and the rest was just like what he said - let it be fate.
He couldn't help but turn around. In a blur, the hillside was filled with flames. He sighed and closed his eyes tiredly - was he really that otaku addicted to games?
Perhaps the past life is really far away from me at this moment.
I really can't believe that I have such a brave and decisive day. Maybe even if I die like this, I will feel at ease.
