The Amber Sword

The giant withered beast lifted almost half a person's tall paws and slapped them, while Brando dozed away. The wind from the dead branch swept over his head like a knife and struck a shale, ‘booming’ the rock out twenty or thirty meters away.

Brando looked at the rock collide in the air and changed direction three times, eventually stuck in a pile of pointy rocks, raised a piece of smoke, and he couldn't help but be horrified, which was too scary. If someone is hit like this —— bones all over the body are shattered by shocks that cannot be absorbed, ruptured bones are stabbed in the gut, and the gut is ruptured by squeezing deformities and causing massive internal bleeding on the body surface —— to put it simply, second kill.

The 8.9 energy levels of the Elite Atrophy Beast have reached the peak of the monster within Level 20, and in Brando's memory, there is really no profession other than the Mad Warrior and Dwarf Iron Guard to compete with it in strength.

But he had no intention of confronting it head-on, and he had Freya cover herself from the side, then, with a clever advantage, he rolled in and cut off the left foot of the tree with a stab of light —— a giant shrub monster about five meters tall, claws more than three meters long, and a very wide range of attacks, but he lowered his head and found it difficult to attack Brando beneath him.

Brando sliced past with a sword, and the bright purifying fire left only one burn on the other's calf, a defense that saw him sweating cold - the elite withered beast was tall, its own toughness and resistance would not be low, but it would definitely not be this high. This suggests that there is still power suppression between him and this monster, a setting in the Sword of Amber that I didn't expect to exist here as well.

But the sword still hurts so much that the withered beast raises its head and makes a long whistle, a buzzing sound, a huge wave that makes the nearby weeds tremble.

Brando felt his chest stuffy, and Freya, not far away, coughed directly into the bleeding. Deterrent roar - the effect in the game is not so obvious, is it because they are too low? Brando only felt his five dirty hearts move quickly, and the data on the retina showed that some of his organs had been damaged in different degrees.

“Brando!” Miss Merchant's voice comes from not far away.

Brando turned around and found that she had tied the rope and fastened the hook. He couldn't resist a moment of comfort, Roman could still rely on it at a critical moment, and she did have the potential to become a businessman in the event of a calm event.

He looked in the other direction, and those dead animal larvae were very close; it was time to retreat, just for a few seconds.

“Freya.” He shouted immediately.

“I'm fine, cough.” The ponytail girl stubbornly wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, picked up her sword and reshaped a defensive posture.

“Last blow, you cover me to exit its attack circle...”

Freya nodded her head, held her sword with both hands, and learned to drink as low as she did in the training regulations to insert it from the flanks. The giant shrub monster was supposed to lift his foot to step on Brando, but at this point he had to look at the other side - it was hard to understand which side was more tricky in terms of intelligence, but Freya seemed more aggressive in terms of animal instincts.

So it immediately spread its branches, ‘brushing’ and shooting countless flying pricks at Freya.

The future goddess of martial arts, De Brando's reminder, has always stood guard against this move, immediately covering important areas such as the head and chest with his hands. Though the spike still made her fly backwards onto the rock on one side and bleed instantly all over her body, she had some comfort in biting her teeth - at least buying Brando time.

Brando had no time to worry about Freya's injuries, and as soon as he left the Bush Beast's range of attack, he squatted halfway down, holding up a silver glittering ring with his right hand, aiming at the other party's injured left foot.

“Oss!”

Once the air was nitrogen, the burst wind pressure 'bang’ hit the left leg of the elite withered beast, immediately the wood chips flew, along with the little half of the body exploded, the broken wooden chips and leaves were thrown as far away as a heavenly flower. The monster is defensive enough to hold a 20OZ power buildup, and after losing his entire left half, his entire body loses its center of gravity and falls backwards --

Brando immediately launched an assault skill to catch a fish jumping underneath the giant beast before it fell - he knew it wasn't dead, and the elite withered 42 points of life, not as close as the Stone Ghost, but not far from each other. He raised the Spike of Light upwards, listening only to a click and a slight chirp, and his sword slipped smoothly into each other's neck.

The elite withered beast screamed and tried to resist, but Brando twisted his sword and a bright silver flame shot out of the blade - the shrubbery beast finally dropped its head powerlessly and life went to failure. The fire of purification lost the opponent's livelihood and resilient suppression, and instantly rose, turning it into a burning fire mass of bears.

And then countless golden lights took off from the huge fire mass and blended into Brando's body--

17 points of experience.

He suddenly felt his palms cool, unconsciously spreading them apart, and found a black smoke coming out of the shrubbery beast and concentrated in his palm, and the smoke slowly solidified, forming a cold, icy black crystal.

Soul crystal!

I didn't expect this thing to come out here. Brando was shocked, and it was an unexpected pleasure. The power of the soul is the purest energy in the world, not only used by Maddalene's Dead Sorceress, but also by other scholarly sorcerers who are studying and developing its methods - in games, the Soul Crystal can transform into experience for the characters themselves, but can also activate some objects and enrich some magic equipment.

Like the wind back ring.

How could Brando be unhappy that this soul crystal has at least 30 points of experience in terms of size, enough to recharge a wind ring once and save money? He thought this time he had used the wind back ring in advance due to unexpected circumstances, only to find a safe place to hide for three hours before proceeding, and without the wind back ring he would not dare to wander around the valley.

But in any case, three hours were wasted.

But I didn't think there would be a turnaround.

But he put away his sword, looked back, and found that the nearest dead animal larvae had climbed onto the platform, and he couldn't help but be surprised. At this time, he and Freya were exhausted and could not stand another vicious war. One of them was fine, but if they got caught up in it, they would be in trouble.

And Freya, who was wounded on the other side, was relieved to see that Brando was killing that giant shrub monster, but at this moment he saw those monsters with stings appearing on the other side of the rock platform, and couldn't help but lift it up. The girl frowned and was struggling to get up, but saw Brando come running and didn't give her a chance to object. She copied her and hugged her and ran over to Roman.

“Ah.”

“Put me down, put me down...”

This future goddess of martial arts is now just a girl in Bucci countryside with a hot face. She struggled for a moment and Brando didn't listen to her. She could only let the other side hold herself quietly, not reddened to the face of her ears.

Running under the cliff, Roman had climbed up. This future businesswoman is not a chicken scared girl, but Brando has no doubt that if she and Freya don't get up there, she will climb down again alone.

More and more dead beasts have climbed up, and he has a few seconds at most.

He put the rope over Freya and then circled his waist. He felt the girl in his arms suddenly tighten his body, but he couldn't care less. It was good that he had enough experience to upgrade, raise the mercenary to level 3, and the strength was 2.5, enough to support him in pulling two people up with one hand.

It was almost a thousand shots, a withered animal young body even jumped up and grabbed his foot, but Brando reacted faster and stabbed him straight down, sweeping him straight back into the monster heap.

The three men climbed to the top of the cliff, relieving themselves in unison. Brando, look at the bush monsters down there, grabbing the rope like a gourd, trying to climb up, and he's welcome to cut the rope with one sword and let them fall back. Anyway, there's still a lot of rope, just keep the claws.

Brando knew the cliff was thousands of meters long, and the servants of these golden demon trees had to go around to another valley if they wanted to keep bothering him, and he still had time, so he finally had to sit his ass down for a long breath at this moment.

“Attaboy!” He couldn't help but put his thumb up to Roman, the businesswoman's watch reality was wonderful, that Brando really picked up a treasure.

“Really? Auntie used to say that, little Roman, you're the best. ”

The businesswoman couldn't help but hold on to her tiny tits and be a little proud, but soon her eyes of concern fell on Freya. Brando knew that she cared about her best friend's injuries and replied, "Don't worry, it's just a skin trauma. We'll find a safe place to wash the bandages and you'll be fine. ”

Freya was still blushing and had no time to answer.

But at this moment Brando finally relieved himself. He looked at the future goddess of martial arts and couldn't help but feel a little angry. Was he wondering how the future goddess of martial arts survived this terrible war because of her strength, her calm, her precious qualities?

The old Freya did give him the impression that, although pure, there was less calm than normal people. Perhaps she came here to hide something else, but before she died for that backpack, it still upset Brando. Freya was too stubborn, perhaps it was that stubbornness that fostered her strong personality, but it was not a good thing on the battlefield.

“What are you doing here?” But after all, she was a companion, and Brando didn't want to break her heart. He thought about it, but asked in a gentle tone.

Freya was silent and removed the next ring from her hand: "It is the seal ring of the captain of the guard. You went to Riedenberg to send a message and the uncle asked me to bring this to you. ”

Brando slapped his forehead. It's not that he forgot about it. In fact, he knew he was unlikely to go to Riedenberg to get attention. Freya, these militias don't know. Veterans like Madden don't know? The defense of the Riedenberg nobility in the direction of Butch will not be as important as it is today.

Much of the reason he went to Riedenberg was because of Roman's aunt, but I didn't expect Madden to be impressed by his behavior and send him the seal ring. It was also his negligence, and he had long expected that he should have told the other party directly that he refused.

After all, this ring is also of great use to refugees.

“You asked for it, didn't you?” But Brando thought again that Freya should not die in that veteran's character - despite the importance of the seal.

The young girl nodded, mindful of her ponytail.

“Why not? ”

“Brando, you're not a Butch. What's my excuse to escape? I'm the captain of the 3rd squad, and naturally I have to lead by example.” Freya looked up and replied.

“What's in that backpack? ”

The future goddess of martial arts lowered her head and held her backpack, but hesitated for a moment.

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(PS. Guilty tickets, looking at collections, tears...)