Chapter 52: Impulse is the Devil
The Golden Spirit Ant King burst out a total of three pieces of equipment and three gems, shining with a green luster in the night.
Golden Spirit Bow (Pseudo-Legendary Rare Blue Equipment) (Equipped Skill: Arrow of Judgment)
Guardian of the Earth (Rare Blue Gear) (with skill: Guardian Spirit)
Moon Blade (Rare Blue Equipment) (Skill: Spirit Slayer)
Life Gem*3
At this moment, Qin Luo and the white-clothed Piaopiao also looked for it, looking at the Golden Spirit Ant King who had been dead for a long time with surprise on their faces. , scolded the pervert in his heart.
In the past, killing the boss would give a mysterious treasure chest, but since the mysterious treasure chest system was upgraded, the boss has never been killed, and Bai Chen is a pity in his heart.
The Earth Guardian was an earthy yellow shield full of exquisite patterns, which looked extremely defensive and was taken away by Lin Yuexi.
The golden spirit bow was taken away by Qin Luo, and she was extremely uncomfortable with those two short swords, so she happened to change one piece of equipment.
The Blade of the Moon is a long knife, with a faint white light shining on it, and the handle and blade of the knife are about the same height as the white dust, which makes him love it, although the Thunder Blade is also a rare blue equipment, but it doesn't look like the Blade of the Moon is domineering.
I don't know what the life gem is for, the old rule, one for each person.
The white-clothed Piaopiao looked at them with envy and divided the equipment, and sighed secretly in his heart, since he met the director, this guy seems to have broken out of luck, all kinds of crazy bosses, and explosive equipment to the point of softness.
"Let's go back quickly, the goblins are still waiting for you ahead."
Bai Chen nodded, holding two small hands and following behind Bai Yi Piaopiao, clenching the two handfuls from time to time, causing two white eyes.
There were no monsters in the rift, and the goblins rested again, tossing and turning for most of the night tonight, and had just escaped the attack of monsters, and suddenly everyone's hearts were relieved, plus some people were injured, and most of them fell asleep after eating something.
Time passed, and before I knew it, the black smoke in the air slowly faded, and a procession in the Great Rift Valley slowly moved forward, like a long green snake.
There was no danger in the rear, and everyone followed behind Herbert, who led the way, and watched him sketch with a map.
"How long do we have to go?"
The Lonely Street Wanderer scratched his hair and asked Herbert, who was walking in the front.
The rift valley is not very long, only a few kilometers, and it is covered with lush trees, and from time to time there is a bird's call.
Herbert rolled up the map and said lightly: "Get out of this rift and go to the outside of the Dark Forest, we just need to pass through the territory of the Demon Knight, and we should be able to return to Eternal Night City before dark today." ”
As he spoke, the rift valley in front of him had come to an end, and there was a plain area outside, with only a few woods and a few hills, and the huge hive mountain that they had passed as they entered could be faintly seen.
A team of humanoid monsters riding undead horses and wearing armor appeared in front of everyone, it seemed that there were more than a dozen, and when they saw the enemy, they immediately pulled zombies, and the undead horses neighed and roared towards everyone.
Watching these former human knights being transformed into evil undead by the dark forces, a trace of sadness flashed in Herbert's eyes, they were originally knights who believed in the Holy Light, but now they have become this appearance of no human being, no ghost and no ghost.
"I'm sorry, but the only thing I can do right now is to destroy you."
Herbert's right hand rested lightly on the hilt of the knight's sword, and he muttered to himself with an expressionless face.
His back looked a little lonely, and as the knight's sword in his hand slowly unsheathed, a white holy light appeared in his hand, and then turned into a dazzling white light.
The knight's sword slashed in the void, and several sword lights erupted from the blade, hitting the rushing demon knights, and with a few rumbling explosions, more than a dozen demon knights and the undead horses under them turned into pieces.
Several people looked at each other, and when they fought the Netherworld monitor lizard and the golden spirit ant, they didn't see this golden knight make a move, but they didn't expect to see these demon spirit knights change their temperament, and they have no experience now.
Holbert didn't say a word, and took Venardo and the goblins to move forward, and countless demon knights killed from afar, but under the light of Hobert's white sword, all of them were vulnerable.
The further you go, the more dense the demon knights become, and even the elite level demon knights appear.
White Dust and Moonlit Night led people to guard both sides of the goblin team, but they didn't let the monsters rush into the goblin group.
Nearly half an hour later, the Beehive Mountain in the distance was already clearly visible, and everyone's faces showed a touch of joy, the ordinary demon knights were already third-order, most of them were second-order, and they fought extremely hard, and there were even elite-level demon knights who rushed to the goblin community and killed more than a dozen goblins.
With so many people dead, Winaldo's face was a little ugly, and he walked forward in a hurry.
The neighing of an undead horse came from behind, not unlike the neighing of an undead horse of an ordinary demon knight, and it seemed to carry a strong anger inside.
The voice was a little familiar, Bai Chen looked behind him, and suddenly saw a demon knight wearing a suit of armor coming with a group of monsters, and the leader was the monster that had chased Bilton in the first place.
The Dark Knight of Demanpos.
The figure on the undead horse held a knight's sword that emitted black flames in his hand, and his right hand was raised high, shooting forward, as if the target was Herbert, who was at the front.
Hearing this roar, Wienerdo's old body looked backwards, and when he saw this sword's face change drastically, at that moment, he thought a lot, and then, he did what he thought was the most correct.
He threw away the branch in his hand that supported his old body and stood behind Herbert.
The Goblin Tribe wants to escape from the Dark Forest, and Herbert is the goblin tribe's hope to get out of the Dark Forest, and now he can be without him, but it must not be without Herbert.
With a pop, the Flame Knight's sword pierced through his body, pinning the old goblin to the ground.
"Nope."
Seeing the flaming sword stab into Winaldo's chest and he could do nothing, Bilton let out a cry of pain and stumbled towards Venardo.
Hearing the voice, Herbert turned his head sharply, and suddenly saw Winaldo, who had blocked a sword for him, and hurriedly squatted down to check his injuries.
A large, trembling dry hand grasped Herbert, and Winaldo stared at him with a sparkle of wisdom that did not diminish in his eyes.
"Ahem.... I.... I know I don't have much to live, and I want you to promise me one thing. ”
Herbert's heart sank as he looked at the pitch-black flaming sword, and looked at Venado on the ground, the old man who had saved his life.
"Say, I swear by the glory of a knight, I promise you."
A knight's honor is more important than his life, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurts out of Venado's mouth, revealing the gums that are missing a few teeth and grins, and the color of life in his eyes gradually loses its color.
"I.... I want you to promise me to take the goblin tribe out of here. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Winaldo's body lost the breath of life, and the corners of his mouth still had that smile.
Seeing this scene, the goblins, regardless of men, women, and children, all cried in unison, and even some goblins couldn't stand the blow of the patriarch's death, and rushed towards the monster that attacked with their weapons, but they were stopped by everyone.
A large hand slowly swept over Winaldo's eyes, covering his dead eyes, and Herbert's face was calm, and his eyes shone with boundless anger.
DeManpurs stepped forward slowly with the reins, and the undead horse snorted, spewing out a few sparks to approach this way, and a strange laugh came from his pitch-black helmet.
"Human knight, you seem to be very sad."
Herbert slowly got up and looked at the figure of the undead horse, and his blue pupils suddenly shrank.