Act 48 Riot
The surrounding area fell into darkness for an instant——
The screams of the ladies immediately filled the air. Brando and the lame man had no time to look around and had already drawn their swords from under their cloaks. The reaction of Bartom and Charles was just a tad slower. The red-bearded mercenary unhooked the giant sword as wide as his chin from behind, and held down the shoulder of the cripple not far away with one hand - for fear that this guy would play tricks and then fight with the young man. The wizard apprentices protected the lady on the left and right in the middle.
The lame man snorted lightly, but on the surface he didn't mind.
After the ladies panicked, the men's angry voices and questions sounded from all around and above.
But on the contrary, the hall on the first floor seemed quieter, because most of the people sitting there were experienced adventurers or mercenaries. Most of them had experienced many battles and were calm enough to prevent the commotion from expanding further.
"Brando, what happened?" the businesswoman's voice asked curiously in the darkness, but there was no fear in her voice.
Antitina sat behind her, nervously grabbing the skirt on her knees, her fingertips turning white. But she narrowed her bright eyes and did not show the fear in her heart.
"Hush -" Brando said. He had already seen some frizzy young people and young nobles not far away lighting matches or luminous gems on their canes.
But some lights come on and go out.
Elementary light spells are not uncommon in ordinary people's lives in Warnd. Even in some big cities, the street lights on both sides of the streets are made of crystals enchanted with light spells.
The cripple had a shining ring, but he was in no hurry to polish it. Raising a light source in the dark can only serve as an eye-catching target.
But sometimes things often backfire.
Just when Brando and the cripple were guarding the surroundings and there was no danger, the sword in the young man's hand flashed. He was slightly startled, and then looked at the long sword in his hand emitting a faint light.
At first, the light was like a layer of fluorescence attached to the sword blade, but the next moment it suddenly became brighter, and the light emitted from the raised sword illuminated the surrounding area in a snow-white light——
With this bright light, before Brando and the cripple had time to be surprised, they saw four cloaked uninvited guests quickly passing through the narrow aisles between rows of seats and heading straight towards them.
Their hands were tucked under their cloaks, apparently holding weapons underneath.
They are enemies, not friends.
"Brando!" Bottom shouted from behind.
Without saying a word, Brando decisively raised his left hand, and a series of crossbow bolts shot out from under his cuff, immediately nailing the cloaked stranger at the head.
The all-steel crossbow bolt had a huge impact at such a close distance. The cloaked weirdo in the lead fell on his back with a groan. He rolled back, and his companions got out of the way from both sides, and then raised their heads. Look in Brando's direction.
And Brando happened to see a pair of burning orange-red flames hidden deep under their hoods.
"It's the undead..." He was stunned for a moment, how could these damn things appear in this place and at this time? But the situation no longer allowed him to think too much. The hand of the three cloaked strangers that had been buried under the cloak stretched out - it was a dry, armored hand - it was holding a strange-shaped one-handed sickle.
Brando actually doesn't know whether that weird weapon should be called a sickle, because it looks more like a bright, semi-circular starfish, but the barbs and sharp blades on it make people guess that this thing is obviously not It's so simple as a decoration.
The curse had only a weak effect on the undead, so the young man gave up the plan of wasting the cursed crossbow bolts in an instant. He pulled little Roman behind him, and at the same time retreated between Bottom and the cripple.
But the three cloaked strangers had already pushed aside the people in front and rushed over. Their target was obviously Brando - the three single sickles swung at him without any hesitation.
Brando raised his sword and caught the scythe of one of the cloaked strangers with a clang. The huge force on the sword almost made him take three or four steps back, almost knocking down the seat behind him.
Little Roman screamed, but Antitina over there grabbed his hand and dragged him over. The noble daughter hugged the businesswoman, lowered her body to the ground and crawled in the other direction.
She was extremely nervous, but she was extremely clear in her mind, as if every move she made was subconscious.
Bottom also stretched out his long sword from behind to block a cloaked stranger, but he immediately grunted, obviously feeling uncomfortable.
"Black Iron's upper reaches strength." The red-bearded mercenary shouted.
"Zombies!" Brando also recognized his opponent's identity at this time.
Zombies are a type of puppet creature. They are just evil creatures generated by the necromancer injecting the soul of a warrior into the empty armor. In the game, level 31-33 zombies are the main force of Madara’s second-line army, but they are agile and good at concealing their aura and have another identity——
Madara's Assassin.
Brando felt that the zombie he was facing was at least captain level, and his strength was close to silver level. This is not considered a master among Madara's second-line army, but when placed in the undead army of Instar Dragon opposite Braggs, it is also an elite first-line army.
Is they targeting him?
Brando was a little confused about the situation for a while, but the zombies lurking in the hall had begun to attack in all directions, and the panicked roars of the mercenaries and adventurers who were attacked suddenly rang out.
Brando felt that his strength was not as good as the opponent's, so he simply shrank back, picked up the chair and threw it at the opponent. The captain of the zombies waved the strange-shaped single sickle with his backhand - the chair immediately fell into pieces. But the young man has taken this opportunity to stab its heart with a sword - which is also the core of the soul fire of the zombie.
The Zombie Captain let out a hoarse roar, and quickly grabbed Brando's Elf Sword. Silver-white flames immediately rose from between its fingers, and the stinging pain of the purifying fire that penetrated deep into the soul and bone marrow made the undead scream immediately.
But instead of letting go, it swung the sickle at Brando's arm.
"Good guy -" Brando gritted his teeth. It's not like he had never fought against Zombies in the 'Amber Sword'. But that was already a very advanced matter, but even so, the opponent's bravery still impressed him deeply - so the moment the Zombie Captain grabbed the Thorn of Light in his hand, he felt bad.
He immediately let go of his hand and stepped back to get out of the way of the almost certain knife hit by the opponent.
At such a close distance, without the Thorn of Light, Brando has lost almost all means of attack. The Wind Queen Ring can be used - but it is difficult for him to guarantee not to hurt Roman and Antitina on one side.
The Holy Sword card does not have enough earth elements to pay for it, and the energy drain will not be useful. The Sylph Spider could be used, but at this distance, he was afraid that before he could summon the Sylph Spider, the opponent would have torn it into pieces.
The hesitation lasted only a moment.
Brando immediately lowered his center of gravity and suddenly jumped forward. He hugged the opponent's waist with both hands and slammed down. The Zombie Captain suddenly became unstable. He fell on his back with Brando, and the two of them knocked over three rows of chairs. Brando felt pain all over his body, as if he was about to fall apart, but his mind was very clear, and he was almost in a fight with the Zombie Captain. Get up together.
The Zombie Captain went to grab his single scythe.
Brando immediately held the elf sword that fell aside in his hand.
The zombie captain seemed to be struggling to stand up and try to regain control of the initiative, but Brando was faster than it. He launched his charging skill and slammed into the undead's chest. The power of ten times the speed was so terrifying. The empty movable armor almost immediately flew out in the opposite direction - but even so, the Zombie Captain, who had a strength close to silver, still stabbed Brando's shoulder with a sickle backhand at the last moment. .
"Trees are tough!" Brando shouted in his heart. His skin quickly turned lignified, but before that, the Zombie Captain's scythe had already broken through the layer of faint blue light surrounding his body - the magical protection provided by the conflict aura - and then cut deeply into his lignified skin.
Blood flew for a moment.
Brando gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming, but the pain was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He pulled out the sickle and threw it to the ground. Then he looked at the Zombie Captain who fell into the crowd. He did not dare to neglect and immediately took out the Sylph Spider Card from his arms.
"Display, the destiny card - Sylph Spider."
A row of attributes was immediately projected on his retina:
Sylph Spider, 8 points of life, 4 points of mana, strength 1.9, dexterity 2.7, constitution 1.0, the last three attributes are '—', the attack method is bite (base damage 1-1), and the special ability is incorporealization .
The general attack of an incorporeal creature can only cause one-third of the damage, so it is difficult for the Zombie Captain who has lost his weapon to kill a spider with just one blow. But Brando understood that the other party had to face more than just a sylph spider.
But fifteen.
He pointed forward, and fifteen cyan vortexes, large and small, immediately appeared behind him. Spiders with teeth and claws and half of their bodies made of whirlwinds immediately shot out from the vortex. These little things were like streaks of cyan light - after a few turns on the ground, they shot directly at the Zombie Captain who had just stood up.
One Sylph Spider possesses nearly two levels of power. Although the power of fifteen spiders cannot be simply accumulated, it is enough to hinder the actions of a Zombie Captain whose strength is close to that of Silver.
They hung on it and bit hard. The zombie captain let out an angry scream as he pulled the spiders off his body and threw them to the ground, but his actions seemed a bit futile. Because Brando has seized this opportunity.
When the captain of the zombie warrior was distracted by the sylph spider, he strode forward and pierced the opponent's chest with his sword. The terrifying undead wanted to resist at the last moment, but his movements were out of shape due to the pull of the spider. Lando's eyes were so full of holes.
A sword pierces the heart.
The Zombie Captain let out an unwilling cry, and the heavy damage to his vital parts caused the purifying fire on the Thorn of Light to cause nearly four times the lethality in an instant. Brando almost watched the undead swaying and turning into a pile of gray-black armor remains in the pure flames.
Start with 700 experience points.
He turned around and saw that Bottom, Charles and Cripple were retreating under the attack of two zombies, while Antitina had pulled Roman and hid in another direction.
Then there was a loud noise from above the auction house——
Brando raised his head and saw a black figure falling from the box above and crashing to the ground. There was silence in that direction for a moment, and then there was a burst of screaming.
"Sir Rosal!"
"Martha, this is Mr. Rosal, the deputy captain of the Security Cavalry!"
"They killed him!"
Brando's heart tightened when he heard this. It seemed that these damn armor frames were not entirely directed at him. Instalong wants to attack the top brass of Braggs. What does he want to do? There is no such thing recorded in history.
Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw the doors on the side of the trapezoidal upward 'theater' suddenly opened in unison - there were five doors in total, and rows of snow-white skeletons walked out from behind the doors holding bows and arrows.
The young man's pupils narrowed in an instant.
So many undead? What are the managers of the auction house doing? What are the vigilantes doing? What are the Silver Wings and the Guard doing?
How did they get in?
Brando just wanted to curse at this moment.
(PS. It’s tragic. Because I can only eat a small bowl of white porridge every meal and it’s too painful. I couldn’t help but eat a piece of shredded squid and some dry rice today, but I started to rebel again. I don’t know if it’s the shredded squid or the dry rice. .Life is worse than death. Everyone must pay attention to health issues.
I feel uncomfortable, so I am asking for your understanding on this chapter today.
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