The night is like a mist, reflected in the campfire, floating and sinking.

Five old cowhide tents are lined up in a semicircle, with two carts in front forming a barrier and 80 horses in the back.

Not far away, more than a dozen horses were leisurely eating weeds, and two sentries were on guard.

The flamboyant team is becoming more and more skilled in camping, and they are more and more comfortable in such a quiet world.

After the previous battle, he still had 12 soldiers left, in addition to Carly, there were veteran Robert, veteran Norton, newly promoted to assault swordsman, two armed infantrymen Blue and Iggy, mercenary marksman Anderson, sword and shield infantry Tony, and Pander infantry Bob, and the rest were Militia Ender, Militia Jack, Militia Ward, Militia Boris, and Militia Hank.

There are fewer people, but the relationship is more harmonious, and the sense of identity is higher, at least for the veteran Robert's original deserters, and of course this is also related to the fact that Zhang Yang paid each of them a salary and a kill bonus.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yang will confidently and boldly hand over the vigilance affairs to the veteran Robert when he camps every evening.

He himself was finally able to hide in a cowhide tent and visualize copying the Soul Nourishing Talisman.

After this period of accumulation, he felt that he was only one step away from breaking through the fourth level of the soul nourishing talisman.

Around dawn, there was a sudden roar in Zhang Yang's mind, and at this moment he felt his soul rise into the air, in a dark and dreary world, and then with the slight movement of his mind, a golden bud was generated from this dark and dreary world, and then gradually bloomed, one, two, three, four petals were generated, and began to rotate slowly.

And at this time, Zhang Yang felt a faint clear qi injected into his soul, making all his tiredness dissipate.

At this time, he suddenly realized that a series of golden light arrows were shooting from the sky.

Startled, Zhang Yang woke up from his visualization and found that it was already bright and the sun was rising in the east.

And he sat quietly all night, but he didn't feel the slightest tiredness, and even his body seemed to be filled with infinite strength.

"It's not easy, Lao Tzu has finally come to this point again. ”

Zhang Yang sighed softly, casually pulled out an assassin flying knife, stared at it, and after a while, this assassin flying knife slowly floated from his hand, although it could only levitate a few centimeters in the end, but this meant that he could finally let the soul power out.

Looking at the attributes, his intelligence has increased by 2 points in one go, and it is currently 21 points.

"Interesting. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Yang added all the 2 free attribute points obtained by the previous upgrade to agility, and the 4 free skill points were added to the iron bone, strong attack, and throwing skills respectively.

At this point, his attributes become-

Name: Theo

Age: 17 years old

Level: 15

Primary class: Mercenary

Health: 68

Strength: 16

Dexterity: 16

Intelligence: 21

Charm: 6

Proficiency in both hands: 105

One-handed proficiency: 112

Throwing proficiency: 255

Skills: Iron Bone Level 4, Powerful Attack Level 2, Throwing Level 5, Riding Level 6, Riding Archery Level 4, Healing Level 2, Surgery Level 2.

Walking out of the tent, Carly had already made breakfast with the two village girls, and Anderson helped the coachman feed all the horses.

Tony and Bob are guarded in front of his tent as Zhang Yang's guards, and in addition to Zhang Yang, there are also the most important supplies in the team.

Veterans Robert and Norton had called the rest of the soldiers up and had been training for an hour.

Although the number of Zhang Yang's team is small, it has a clear division of labor and performs its own duties.

"Bob, tell me that we're going to camp here for a day and set off tomorrow. Zhang Yang greeted, this place was very remote, and he wanted to do some experiments in his imagination today.

After breakfast, Robert was instructed to send a sentry, and Zhang Yang entered the tent with some materials, first quickly built a simple and rough triangular altar, and then carefully cut three wooden spears and inserted them into the edge of the triangular altar.

At this point, Zhang Yang took out the piece of demonic gold and placed it on the triangular altar, then he closed his eyes, released his soul, and tried to penetrate into the demonic gold.

For a full hour, the demonic gold suddenly began to melt, and a strange power came out, and Zhang Yang immediately guided him.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and for a moment, even his eyes became pitch black as ink, as if they were impregnated, but in the end, he controlled the strange power in the demonic gold and gradually channeled it to the three wooden spears on the edge of the triangular altar.

"Magic Language: Imprison!"

When Zhang Yang's mouth was extremely difficult to spit out this obscure demon syllable, with a sigh, the melted demon gold actually turned into a black flame and burned, and then split into three and poured into the three wooden spears.

The next moment, all the strange sights disappeared, Zhang Yang was so tired that his eyes rolled and he collapsed on the ground, like a dead dog.

But only the three wooden spears, which were originally very ordinary, have become pitch black as ink, and even the material has undergone fundamental changes.

"Huh!"

Zhang Yang, who was slumped on the ground, laughed silently.

It's not easy, the spear of imprisonment has finally reappeared!

He didn't need to look at it, he would know how powerful these three imprisoned spears were, and the most important thing was that as long as his soul cultivation talisman continued to upgrade, expanding the scope of soul release, and finally forming a soul force field, then this imprisoned spear would be equivalent to a terrifying existence like a flying sword.

It took a whole morning for Zhang Yang to slowly recover, he found a piece of animal skin, and collected the three Imprisoned Spears, which would be his killer weapon, even if he met the heretic black knight a few days ago, he could kill him with one spear.

The only pity is that the demon gold is not easy to get.

Of course, it would be even better if he could get his hands on the Supreme Treasure Dragon Tears Gem of this world.

The next morning, Zhang Yang's team set off again, no one knew that he already had three big killing weapons, and he began to expect some blinding bastard to come up and send him to his death.

After several days of hurrying, the city of Affendor was gradually in sight, and there were more and more caravans and pedestrians on the road, but in the afternoon of this day, at a crossroads fifty miles away from Affindor, the flamboyant team was stopped.

"What? protection money, what's the joke?"

Zhang Yang looked at those guys who were obviously ruffians in surprise, how could you say such a thing.

"There are 17 of you, two carts, and 12 horses, so count your 200 silver dinars, and if you pay them, you will be safe and happy. A very happy ruffian said with a grin.

"It seems that the caravan in front of him didn't make a deal, right?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, this was what he had witnessed, and these ruffians didn't intercept it at all, so he was really curious, could it be that their group of people looked easy to bully?

"It's different, their convoy has the banner of Baron Kedren on it, so you don't have to pay it, but you are different, believe me, friend, it's worth it to work for a little money. ”

The fat man persuaded patiently.

Zhang Yang also laughed, "Thank you for your kindness, but I believe in my knife more." ”

If he hadn't sacrificed the Forbidden Spear, he wouldn't have spent money to buy peace, but now, let these miscellaneous pieces come more!