The Amber Sword

The feeling of imminent death is like a moment falling into an ice cellar, so cold that it invades the bone marrow. The skin was frozen and the whole person was stuck and immobile - although the other sword had not yet reached his body, the chill on the blade seemed to have penetrated his heart.

Brando felt his heart tighten suddenly, and he didn't have much else in mind at that moment, just subconsciously trying to avoid this deadly sword.

However, it was a little late, and the time paused at that moment and he felt a slight tingle in his back. Brando felt nervous, and he couldn't help but think:

And this failed?

But this is exactly the time...

A blue light suddenly flashed from him as if two swords were staggered crisp.

The old man immediately retreated, and the blue shadow chased forward, two instant swords crossed ten times - the first time Brando's grandfather had been forced to retreat in the front - and he retreated and pulled apart, raising the long sword in his hand and looking at it, the sword was halfway broken.

Everything that was dazzling was done in the blink of an eye, and everyone was watching Brando in danger the moment before, but the next moment the situation was completely reversed.

Brando hasn't reacted yet, holding the position of the moment of the attack, and he turns his head and sees the light blue figure standing between him and his grandfather, or stopping them on the offensive path.

It was the ghost of a woman with a long hair shawl, her right hand pointing obliquely to the ground, holding a fine sword of an elf in her hand, and the tip of her sword still trembling slightly.

Soul of the Holy Seal!

Kuran, on the other side of the air wall, looked at this woman, and at first she was stunned, but immediately wondered, "Who is this woman?" He naturally knew each other's origins, but this imprint did not belong to any of his familiarities.

His own soul was Sora the Windbreaker, and Tobes' soul was Glass the Swordsman, but it never occurred to him that the old man's grandson's soul was a woman - although, as far as he knew, there were several women among the 24 knights, their swordsmanship was not suitable for men.

Except for the rhetoric Soya, Soya's main weapon is a bow, and all descriptions of her image are covered in a long cape with a ponytail.

Obviously not the one in front of you.

But to his great surprise, this imprint can actually be substantiated. What is this? Though his and Tobbs' souls can also be seen in front of people, they cannot interact substantively with the world as a spiritual body - and what does he see? He saw that woman cross ten swords with Tobes.

He couldn't help but look up at the arena and wonder if Indochina had more power in this half-imagined space than outside.

“But this little guy is unlucky, he actually picked this Indian soul," Kuran surprised, and his mind flashed at the same time, confirming that Brando was indeed the first to open the Indian soul.

Unbelievable to him, the young man has not yet opened his soul to this point, so where will the limits of his future achievements be?

Kuran is unable to rate.

……

“Little guy, this is the second time I've saved your life. ”

When a woman opens her mouth, she has a beautiful voice with a mature sense of reason; she doesn't look back, but the sound alone gives the impression - this must be a beautiful woman with a remarkable temperament.

“Who are you?” Brando stayed, and he never knew he had a third soul since he crossed.

“I'll tell you later," the woman replied, "You're progressing fast, but it's not enough to deal with these enemies, lend yourself a hand. ”

"Borrow" your body?

Brando listened to this ambiguous remark, but he was surprised. Of course he knew these ghosts —— or geniuses called witches —— were possessed, and he hurried back, but the woman waved at him, and his body walked forward like it was uncontrolled, integrating the ghosts of that woman with him.

“Don't be afraid," the woman's voice came from his heart: “Concentrate on the ring on your hand. ”

“You…? ”

Brando glared at his eyes, and now he realizes that the woman's ghost may have come from the ring in his hand. He just remembered that Quran was outside yelling at him and telling him that the ring he was holding was genuine.

But a real wind back ring? St. Osor's artifact, breath after the wind?

How is that possible?

Let's not talk about why my grandfather owns something like this.

The legend is that the breath after the stroke is a sacred object from the field of wind elements. If the Mountain of Storm Stop is really a mountain peak, then the ring after the wind is the most brilliant gem at the top of the mountain, he can hold the power of the wind, but what does this have to do with the soul? What does this have to do with this woman?

His distracted moment, not far away, his grandfather was repairing the long sword in his hand, and a light black shadow grew at the broken sword, then the black shadow extended forward, gradually forming the shape of a sword blade, and then the black shadow retreated, revealing a bright silver metal blade underneath.

“Little fella, don't get distracted.” When a woman saw this scene, she immediately warned: "This state of affairs can only last for a short time, and this is not the correct use of the Holy Seal -”

“The correct use of the Holy Seal?” Brando was stunned.

“The significance of the birth of the Holy Seal is inheritance, but now I'm actually forcibly transferring it to you by my own means," the woman replied, "and you'll see...”

Brando shook his head, he was a little confused at the moment, and all kinds of information interwoven together made him a little unacceptable. But of course he understood his current situation, listened to each other, and he immediately swept it in his own hands.

The wind back ring or the wind back ring--

Wind Ring [Ring]: +1 Smart, Skill - [Wind Bullet].

But right now, there's an extra row of dark green lettering:

‘Soul Inspired State’

“Imprinted soul?” Brando frowned slightly: “What do you mean?” He had heard the word before in Kulankou, but until now he has not figured out what this so-called imprint is.

But it was at this time that the young man's eyes suddenly moved slightly. He noticed that at the edge of his retina, there were two little hints:

‘Attachment Status’

Skill Connection Status

He understands the state of attachment so that all players who are occupied by ghosts will see this prompt, just like a DEBUFF prompt, to prevent players from knowing exactly what happened to them.

But the second skill-linked state made him a little confused, which he actually knew. Wizards have a category of spells called ritual spells, which connect multiple power pools with the power of magic arrays to work together on a large spell that one person cannot carry out.

When the wizards enter the ritual, they are given this cue and are able to use the spells of others in the Falun Front.

But he's not a wizard. What does that mean?

Brando's heart moved, and the ghost made God poorly open his skill panel. But it's okay not to look, it almost scared him out of the sky. Originally he was a civilian, militia and mercenary (warrior department), elements made him two main positions (element department), plus an associate position for a scholar, but with few skills such as swordsmanship, riding and element induction.

But there are now three more occupations on the panel:

Swordsman.

Sword Master.

Indian Knight.

Swordsman and Swordsman Brando have no difficulty understanding that the former is a basic occupation of the Warrior Ranger system, and Swordsman is one of the most common high-ranking transitions in this profession, but he has not even heard of what an Indian knight is.

Although there have been many changes in players, Brando doesn't know much about them. But it's nothing, and what really makes him stare at is the skills that emerge behind the profession--

Even behind that most basic swordsman, there are at least ten kinds of swordsmanship.

“What is this?” Brando was a little overwhelmed for a while, and of course he knew where these skills came from, but what about that woman?

So many skills represent a lot of time to practice, even combat experience - in other words, to have so much skill and character experience. Brando recalled that he probably didn't have as many skills as this woman did when he was in the 890th grade.

Of course, this is related to the player's skill tree being more monolithic and few players are willing to waste their skill experience on skills that cannot be added to his main route. It's like Brando, wasting his experience raising the rank of a warrior while raising the rank, and that's something a novice would do in the game.

But even so, it's a bit outrageous, so powerful that there are not an estimated twenty Warndes in this era. But in other words, the wind ring is not originally a product of this era, so the identity of the other party is called out.

“Are you the Wind Elf?” Brando asked in his heart.

“Shh," the woman pressed her fingers against her plump lips - Brando couldn't see it, but it seemed like she felt a scene like this in her heart: "Don't be distracted, sister will tell you later that your enemy is coming up. ”

Her words awoke Brando so violently that she saw four people on the field come up again.

“Do you need my help? ”

Brando looked at those skills and shook his head. He was previously unusable, but once he mastered those skills, he was confident that he would not be worse off than anyone - a hundred and thirty fighter, placed in the age of the Saints' War, and one of the best.

“Hmm?” The woman was slightly surprised.

“Boy!” But at this time, Kuran yelled again outside the air wall.

The old man saw the Indian soul merge with Brando and of course knew what had happened. He experienced the same scene when he was younger, and in fact, the message in his head almost knocked him out like it was going to explode.

But Brando stood there motionless, calm and just a little distracted, making Kurando's heart admire herself. The old man knows the conflict that arises when a man's soul first merges with the Indian soul, and the pain is definitely not bearable--

But he didn't know that Brando had two souls in his body, and that his own system completely absorbed the effects of this information explosion from the beginning.

I'm sad to see people don't trust me. I'm going to explode... dare to comfort my wounded glass heart with support?) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)