The Amber Sword

“Brando, Brando? ”

Roman stabbed him in the arm while Sophie was immersed in checking her properties, only 1 energy level, he couldn't help but scold NPC that there was no human rights, you know that a skull also had 1.5 power.

All the numerical units on the attribute are Oz, short for the ancient word Oauth, called the energy level. A power of an energy level is about 50 kilograms of heavy objects that can be lifted, and the punching force does not exceed 150 kilograms, which is about the same as that of an adult man.

The basic attributes of the player in the game were 2 energy levels of power, 2 energy levels of ingenuity, 2 energy levels of physique, and 1.5 energy levels of intelligence, will, and perception, that is, about twice that of an ordinary person; while absolute power - that is, so-called combat power, is about 5 - means there is no problem in dealing with 5 ordinary people simultaneously.

And Brando is still a militia that has been trained for several months, and the difference in attributes is just as great. Although the player is the hero attribute starter, is this not going to happen out of the ordinary?

Previously, he had always wanted to throw up a slot player and call it a hero, and as a result, his fighting power was similar to that of two skeletons. I didn't expect to get to Brando's angle now, but it turns out that the previous players were really hero templates.

When you think that you may not even be able to fight a skull, you have to grieve from it.

Sophie touched her arm, and that pale green number was naughty all the time in his retina. He found that there was still some difference between this world and the one he knew, where bandages were supposed to restore 1 point of life in a minute, and 6 points of civilian life could recover in just six minutes, but it would take days here.

That's not a good sign.

Fortunately, the use of skills is basically consistent, so long as he recalls the ‘fundamentals' gained from his status as a civilian, he can recall some common sense about the world. Recall the ‘military organization' gained from the status of militia and recall the common sense of military formation of Eruin.

Although there are some differences, this knowledge seems to exist directly in his true memory. Like swordsmanship, he can clearly feel it's a technique that comes together in his instincts, one by one, after a few months of training. For example, the posture at the time of the attack, where the center of gravity should be placed, what to look for under your feet, where your sword is - where the enemy's sword is again, a false move, what the intent of the attack is.

But in the game, the system will only give you a few rough sword routes before you attack, and then assist you in correcting your hand during the attack, where you don't need to know, so just know is enough.

While some senior players will have some of their own, they will nevertheless need to be assisted by the system, so you won't see a game house become a master of swordsmanship and fighting in reality.

There are some things that have no shortcuts to go.

Sophie couldn't help but shake her hand, the feeling of gripping herself is particularly great, more like a part of herself than the raw hardness in the game, and she can use it as she pleases.

Of course, while thinking about it, Roman turned around vigilantly as he stabbed him in the arm. His ears moved slightly and he had heard the slightest noise coming from outside the house.

“Brando, do you hear me?” The businesswoman circled behind him and asked softly.

Sophie nodded, and there was a row of clicking footsteps coming from outside, and he was shocked and immediately guessed that it must have been the Maddala army's vanguard. He made a whispering gesture and immediately pulled Roman back together.

Madara's pioneer came faster than expected. At this moment, Elson Golan's countryside is still dreaming, and no one will anticipate the next extinction.

Except for himself.

The urgency of time made Sophie's eyebrows tight, and he took the businesswoman into the room at the end of the south, then closed the door gently with his opposite hand. The dust in the house kept two people from coughing - a room that had been unused for a long time, but he knew that the windows could safely spy on what was happening in the estate.

Sophie walks up to the window, gently sweeps away the dust and pulls up the curtains--

“These things come from there, you know, right, Brando?” The girl withdrew her hand without a trace and asked curiously.

“This is Madara's army, the war broke out.” As he replied, he glanced carefully outside: it was indeed Madara's vanguard, and Sophie could not help but take a slight breath, standing in the middle of the estate under black pressure on a skeleton soldier. He counted three squadrons, a total of forty-five, and a dark red light jumped in the dark. There are also three corpse witches controlling the lower dead - their classic shape is a skeleton wearing a robe, holding a scepter, and patrolling these lower Madara soldiers with flashing green phosphorous eyes.

Grandfather Brando's old house is situated on a hillside not far from Bucchi, with a view down to the village. It was more like a small estate around the village, which had five or six families, but then moved out, leaving only Roman and her aunt.

The girl took a breath in the dark.

“Where's Aunt Jenny? ”

“Auntie, she went to the nearby town and won't be back for a week. ”

Sophie couldn't help but look back at each other and in the darkness he saw only one pair of bright crystalline eyes, but sparkled with an unknown excitement.

“Aren't you afraid?” He couldn't bear to ask.

“I don't know,” the merchant lady answered in a low voice, raising her head: "But her heart pounded like it was exciting. ”

Sophie, there is something very different about this young lady than there is about ordinary people. But some people are born to be adventurous, and maybe Roman is.

He pretended not to hear his eyes put back on the windowsill - the eyes of the corpse witches had not swept in that direction, so Sophie could safely continue to observe - a shadow admirer in the woods in the distance, presumably with a lot of enemies in that direction.

A rough estimate of the size of Madara's advance team exceeding a hundred is not a small number. It seems to him like bad news that such a large force must have had a ghost wizard apprentice manipulating himself behind it.

In the game, Madara's Dead Wizard apprentice equals about a level 10 player, and even the idle seventy-eight trained adult men (military or militia), alone in battle, are not opponents of each other, let alone he and Roman, who still have a large army.

Sophie couldn't help knocking on the window deck with her fingers.

The guards on Butch will be here for at least five minutes, which means that if they encounter an enemy, they will have to defend themselves for at least five minutes before they can wait for reinforcements.

This must also be the case if Butch finds this side attacked.

But how do we warn them?

He couldn't help but get a little upset for a while. The best way to do this is to set fire, bright lights and smoke can travel far out in the dark, and the light is a clear warning to humans and animals, can't set fire, how to set fire or is it a problem?

“Brando? Are we going to die? ”

“Hard to say. ”

Silence in the dark painted house.

In the darkness is a dark, cold moon spilled in the corner of the window, reflecting a silver trail in the dark room.

Sophie thought about it, wanted to drop the curtains and then calm down to think about a way out, but it was at this time that a conversation came from the outside:

“Where is that poor bastard's body? Show him to me. Didn't the intelligence say there were only two women living on this estate? ”

First was the voice of a young man, but it looked a little shady and sharp.

The next sound was dreary, old, as if it were a broken dead tree: “It's just a poor, unlucky bug, master. ”

The conversation tightened Sophie's heart and he looked out again, quickly finding the source of those two voices in the shadow of a big tree: where a man in a broad black robe was questioning his men's corpse witches.

Sophie's eyes quickly fell on each other's cuffs, and he saw only a circle of gray bone decorations, proving that he was indeed an apprentice of the Undead Wizard.

He wasn't wrong.

“… remember, I don't need your opinion, you just have to do as you're told.” The wizard, covered in black robes, suddenly stopped and looked up to Sophie.

Sophie jumped in her heart and immediately lowered the curtains. Sadly, he thought for a moment that he was a senior warrior of more than one hundred and thirty levels, completely oblivious to each other's perceptions and far higher than his own secret breath.

This may not be immediately discovered, but it must have aroused suspicion.

Sure enough, he immediately heard the guy outside saying, "Okay, do it. I feel like there's a living person in that house, and you guys take it easy on me, and I've been wondering these days if they've noticed our plan...”

When the other party notices that Brando's ‘body' is missing, it takes immediate action, and Sophie's mind turns sharply. He immediately thought of the door behind the kitchen, but Elson Golan was a natural pasture, and there was no place for him anywhere nearby.

There's a little forest at the bottom of the hill, but there's an unshielded slope of over a hundred meters in between, so what do we do?

“Brando?” The businesswoman looked at him with an interrogating eye.

“Follow me.” Sophie bites her teeth and takes a step.

He opened the door. Just as a corpse witch and two skeleton soldiers walked in through the door in the lobby below, the corpse witch in the knitted robe also spotted him and Roman in the first place - this dead spirit raised the scepter in his hand immediately, but Sophie reacted faster than it did - the young man did not hesitate to raise his right hand and point it at each other with a ring on his forefinger: "OSS! ”

(Note: Ancient Wornze, Wind.

Now he can only pray that the ring is useful--

Fortunately, Sophie immediately felt the ring slightly warm, and the air in front seemed to swell up suddenly, and then 'boom’ sounded loud.

As if a hurricane had swept by, the corpse witch, accompanied by two skeleton soldiers, broke apart with the door to the mansion, and countless pieces of wood, stones and bone pieces swelled outward in an instant, before falling, like countless butterflies dancing zero in the sky.

At the moment of the explosion, each of the five golden light spots flew out of the broken bodies of the corpse witch and the skeleton soldier and quickly blended into Sophie's chest, all of which happened in blinks, not even perceived by the young man himself.

However, after the storm, only one giant outward radioactive pattern was left on the ground.

Everything's quiet, Sophie's even more surprised, so. It's more than enough to kill junior corpse witches and skeleton soldiers, but isn't it too exaggerated?

There was a huge hole in the old house gate, which was his grandfather's property, but Sophie had no idea what was going on at this moment, and he immediately reacted that he was going to run away.

“Brando, you're a wizard!” Roman shouted in surprise behind.

“No, I'll explain later.” He took a breath and grabbed each other and rushed down. The kitchen was on the ground floor and he had to get there before the other reacted.

“Wait, Brando, I can't keep up with you...! ”

“Careful, we're going downstairs! ”

“Ah!”

The sudden explosion turned all the skeletons back, but they lacked wisdom and only instinctively responded to the sound. So they stood still, passively awaiting the orders of the corpse witches.

The green phosphorus flame in the orbit of the corpse witch next to him jumped suddenly, lifting the scepter and flashing a spark on its head.

“Don't use the fire, you idiot!” Suddenly the wizard of the black robe pressed down his scepter, biting his teeth and cursing. I'm afraid the sound of the previous explosion has caught the attention of the Butch people, and at this time the flames will only serve as a reminder to humans in the village.

He immediately turned around and pointed at the house: "Soldier, grab those two guys! ”

With a loud noise, the skull soldiers pulled out their swords neatly and then poured into the house.

Sophie had already rushed down the stairs by this time, and he saw a skeleton coming out, countless red lights in the dark, and he couldn't help but numb his scalp for a while. But he is not a senior fighter of more than a hundred grades, and the ring in his hand is in a state of energy, only hard on his scalp at this time.

Once caught in these skulls, I'm afraid they'll be chopped into meat sauce...

“Hazard is not alone.” Sophie couldn't help but feel powerless.

The chest hurt badly, but he arrived in the kitchen ahead of the skeleton soldiers. The young man immediately closed the door with his hands behind his back and could not breathe a breath. He immediately stabbed a few swords.

Fortunately, he stopped quickly or he was presumably nailed to the door panel.

“It's dangerous!” Sophie's heart was pounding, and he looked around, and the other side of the kitchen was the exit, but he knew he couldn't leave - he had to find a way to warn Butch in the direction so he could save his life.

Also, flames can block low-level dead spirits.

“Brando?” The businesswoman bent over and gasped. She couldn't help but look up at each other. She had never seen Brando so resolutely brave, she couldn't help but be greatly surprised.

“Miss Roman, you guard the door.” Sophie had no intention of explaining anything at this time, and he had to hurry every minute.

‘Pfft, pfft, pfft -’

Skeleton soldiers started attacking the kitchen's wooden door on that side, which was not intended for defense, and quickly opened a few mouths on it.

“Me?” Roman blinked.

“Well, give me a minute. ”

“What are you doing?” The businesswoman asked curiously.

“I'm going to find a way to remind the villagers that this is Madara's army of the dead, and we have to warn the others.” Sophie tried to calm herself down, and he answered, looking around for the stones.

He remembers where that thing was?

“Well, okay, I'll do it.” Roman immediately walked over and blocked between Sophie and the gate.

“Is that okay? ”

“Of course.” The merchant girl lifted the masonry hammer in her hand, some of which made sense: “I'll do my best, I'll be a big merchant in the future! ”

Sophie stopped, looked at her and couldn't help but nod her head.

“You will, Miss Roman. ”

“Well, Brando. ”

……

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