"There are two more, and you meet me, who survived to the end, listen to fate."

Luckily for the beard, he dodged the spear, and the trap only snapped off his phalanges, which he grunted and straightened, and the bulging part of the leather glove returned to normal.

"Would you like to introduce yourself first? Like a gentleman. ”

Adam raised his hand and moved his wrist to take Hangener's sword in a striking stance.

The flesh of the beard twitched, and he clenched the [Nit Round Shield], his eyes were bloodshot with anger, and his pigtails trembled.

"Well, you prefer direct communication."

Adam narrowed his eyes and stayed focused.

The other party took out the [bloody mace], which is a one-handed heavy weapon, and he actually suffers a lot from slashing, not to mention the old sword with a curled blade.

With a round iron head and radial spikes, the NEET call this thing "broken bones", as the name suggests.

The able-bodied warlords also liked it.

Blacksmiths in large towns would also craft more elaborate maces for the nobles, often with rarer alloys or monster materials.

They gave it a more elegant name according to the shape, and the one in front of them was called "Morning Star".

The bandits are very fond of such weapons, neither as sissy as swords, but also able to use their talent for smashing things.

But today, I saw the hell, the guy in front of me was as slippery as a snake, and he passed by several times, and the imaginary shattering feeling frequently failed.

The feeling of smashing the air with great effort made his arm cramp a little, so the strong man stretched his arm fuller, and the mace destroyed the trunk, and the stubble splashed and the branches and leaves trembled to make the gangsters crazy.

Adam was very elegant, hunting wild beasts and evil spirits in the mountains, relying on a sword.

The value of [One-handed Weapon 147] has risen quite a lot, and it is a full forty points ahead of the second-highest riding skill, and now it is quite calm in the face of the bandits who bark wildly and become more and more excited.

He was reborn, the soul was combined, and he was able to see the remarks......

And the source of this story is because on the night of the thunderstorm, the gangster's bold axe almost killed the predecessor.

"How did Adam get beaten like this by the bandits?"

From a lone wolf to a grizzly bear, from a resentful spirit to a soul lamp, the obvious floating value, the visible growth of the naked eye, he is no longer as simple as a normal mercenary, but in the direction of the lord, he is advancing rapidly.

[Stamina 105]

Adam tread the rhythm like a troubadour chanting, moving to the sound of the wind that could kill him at any moment.

The sword arced neatly, and the leather gloves were pulled open, leaving a whole line of bright blood on the grass.

He had also tested the Round Shield's defenses, and his notes were clear.

【Nit Round Shield】

【Good Armor】

[Armor: 85~100]

[Note: Block civilization and release wildness.] 】

The shield has three layers, and the workmanship is good, maybe it is a good thing that has been looted somewhere.

The iron base is tied to the user's arm, and the middle of the shield is filled with a barrag, and the skin of a giant beast is wrapped in the skin.

This thing can unload most of the power of the weapon and give your life to a strong body.

The boar in heat rushed forward, holding a round shield to break Adam's ribs, roaring low, the morning star dancing, and the beard on the hot blood was already desperate.

Bang!

The thigh-thick dead tree was broken, crunched, and slanted down.

The bones of the beard were numb, the head was buzzing, and the whole person couldn't stop retreating.

The shield's protection was gone, and only the mace was left to smash indiscriminately.

"Gott~"

The Hangener sword cuts through the cartilage of the larynx.

"It's a pity that it's not you who atoned for your sins."

The sword was drawn, and the dead pig-like corpse smashed into the grass.

[The outcasts are besieging the last bandits, you can lead the team to attack, or sit in command.] 】

Adam raised his head and looked at the strong man holding a steel sword in the middle of the field, and after thinking for a moment, he chose to continue searching for the body.

【Silver Python X5 Bronze Wolf X72】

【Plus-size soft armor】

……

Adam's party consisted of more than forty men, and nearly twenty militiamen had already surrounded him, and the others were responsible for the recovery of the bodies and the recovery of the loose horses.

That's work, it's a litmus test, and there are some things that you can't survive without making your own choices.

It's a full five days' journey from the abandoned warlord's stronghold, and without faith and perseverance, there is no way to reach it.

The last bandit roared with his steel sword, snorting heavily and staring wide.

He was like a lion on the edge of a cliff, showing his last threat, smashing stones at him like a foolish and smashing his forehead, a non-lethal attack that irritated him.

He could feel it - the militia was scared!

But no matter how much he slashed, there would be people who trembled and stabbed wooden spears or iron forks, and these people were unlike all the outcasts who had been plundered before.

Fear does not make them beg for mercy or retreat, but longs to kill the enemy, and those who are cornered will tremble, panic, and lose their minds......

The bandit swallowed, the steel sword in his hand looking weak.

In just a moment, he was surrounded by dozens of people, and all kinds of tattered weapons were dazzling.

He was like a hungry meal, and the sideburns were hungry for food, went crazy, gathered together, and trapped the lions.

They salivate and are greedy, tempting nightmares that they usually dare not look at.

"Get out of here!"

The situation collapsed, and the person who couldn't stand the pressure, raised the steel sword.

……

"Oh?"

Adam nodded.

[Battle Over, 7 wounded, 2 killed, 1 prisoner, 36 reputation]

"Sir, you must come and see this."

Led by the militia, Adam walked into the open bushes and found several disheveled women, the most of whom had lost their breath.

The bandits are all destroying humanity in their blood, venting their animal nature and the desire in their bones at the captives.

Only in this way can you survive in the mountains and wilderness full of terrifying, weird and crazy creatures, and not go crazy.

There are also women who commit suicide in despair, and the most pitiful thing is that their hearts are like ashes, but they have the instinct to survive, so they live in chaos.

"Bring that guy here."

Adam cut the hemp rope with his sword, the most dejected of them all, his wrist bruised, his face haggard, and his eyes hollow.

The militiamen dragged the incapacitated bandits here, and the woman visibly began to get agitated, trembling and biting her nails, as if enduring some kind of memory.

Adam grabbed the other's bleeding and white hand, carefully avoiding the broken and inflamed wound, and helped her hold the sword.

He hugged him from behind and whispered in her ear.

"You can let go of your hand, or hold it tightly."

Adam waited for a moment, then continued.

"Very good, one more choice, die here happily, or kill him, and I will take you to live."

……

The militiamen waited outside the bushes, unaware of what was going on inside, only the whimpering moans of the sword piercing into their bodies.

"It's good, if you feel pain, it's a sign that you've woken up and what happened to you is just a nightmare.

But don't cry too much, I'm not sure you're going to die on the road, so don't look for any warm and gentle comfort.

There is nothing in this world to empathize......"

Adam helped the woman out and spoke to those who had put their hope in themselves.

"And I'm going to take you, Nightmare Hunt."

A large queue meant a huge need, and for the next few days, Adam's [Food] option was never higher than 10.

The bandits will hide a lot of supplies in the mountain strongholds, but it is impossible for Adam to lead his team into the unknown forest to explore.

You can only feed the war with war, and fill your stomach with ready-made food.

However, there are also times when you encounter a large number of well-armed bandits on the minimap.

At this point, they can only touch the forest sea, and struggle to make their way through ghouls and other monsters.

Wild fruits, licorice, mountain springs, rainwater......

Kill wolves, catch rabbits, ambush elk......

Every time they leave the avenue, it means that someone dies, sometimes they have their throats bitten during the siege, sometimes they have been taken away by poison, and they deeply appreciate the ruthlessness of the world.

Hunger can drive people crazy, and death can also give people strength.

Every time a fire is lit and a wooden sign is erected, the homeless loses their cowardice and becomes more courageous and insane in the next hunt for bandits.

They were such a team, with Adam as the leader, in the desperate wilderness, drawing his sword and charging to hunt the shadows that hung over the hearts of the outcasts.