Chapter 8 The Alteration of the Ancient City
Through the thick fog, the bright moon in the sky has become a blurry bright spot. The men soon discovered that the shipmer's missing boat was anchored securely on the shore. After watching the ship-merchants settle the two small boats, a few people walked on the crumbled dirt and climbed along the path to the ancient city.
The higher you go, the more the fog becomes less and less at night, and when you walk to the edge of the ancient city, facing the gate full of history and solemnity, the fog is completely gone.
The bright moonlight shone directly on the surface of the city walls, giving the weather-beaten walls a looming veil. Heliga stood in front of the city gate, in a slight trance, his spirit was much better at this time, not as sick as he was on the ship. Laura, Klaus, and the guerrillas, who saw his change, were also secretly relieved.
"I always feel that this city has changed a lot compared to when I came here before." After a moment of silence, Butler Klaus spoke. He was the one who visited the area the most with the Swordsmith of Light, and he had been here with his predecessor before the current Viscount officially succeeded Regram. It's just that later he got old, and the affairs of the dojo and the viscount's palace became more and more heavy, so the viscount thought of this, so he didn't let the old man accompany him for routine inspections. And the experienced old butler could see at a glance that although the ancient city still looked old on the outside, there seemed to be some wonderful changes on the inside.
"So, let's get ready to go in." Although there has never been a record of a monster here, the butler's words have made everyone vigilant, and the thick fog of the night and the missing three people have always made people feel a little uneasy, so the guerrilla who took the lead shouted loudly, and everyone nodded in agreement. The weapons used by the three guerrillas are guided rifles, sword shields, and long axe guns, and the three of them take care of their weapons and confirm their tactical guide devices (the guerrilla association has a unified standard configuration, and Laura does not have one on her side, expressing envy). The old butler walked to the castle gate, looked left and right, and fell into thought. After briefly confirming that Greatsword is in good condition, Laura walks towards Heliga.
"Heliga, are you okay with your weapon?"
"No problem." Although in some pain and trance on the boat, Helriga took the time to check his sharp knight's sword. The finest steel, mixed with a little bit of brass, was made by a high-class craftsman, and if you rub it carefully, you can still feel the burning sensation when it is first taken out of the furnace, "The weapon is in good condition, even the shell of a giant bone crab can be easily cut." β
"That's good." Laura smiled slightly, it seemed that she really didn't need to worry, and Heliga's answer was very energetic.
"Guys, let's go." Everyone is a professional, and all kinds of preparations have long been familiar, and soon, everyone is engaged in the task again, and the Klaus steward takes the lead and pushes open the gate of the ancient city.
ββ¦β¦ It doesn't look out of the ordinary. "A few people who stepped into the ancient city took a look at the hall for a while. Aside from the normal darkness that caused it was night, the city didn't look any different than it had ever been.
Among them, the strongest Klaus butler frowned at this time, and a strong uneasiness filled his heart. The eagle-like eyes of the old butler who had not yet aged looked at the door on the north side of the hall that had not been opened for many years.
Sensing that the old butler's focus had shifted, several people quickly moved to the stone door. On this ancient door, which has not been opened all year round, there are clear traces of fresh handprints!
"This ......," said one of the guerrillas who accompanied him, uncertainly, "I remember that this leads to the underground area of the ancient city...... Because it is related to the Imperial "Iron Cavalry", it has never been opened, right? β
"This is a trouble...... "if you climb to the top floor, it will take you a little more effort to bring them back, but if you go into this underground area......"
Before the butler could finish speaking, a terrible scream came from the silent castle, "Ahhhββββββh
"What?" Several people immediately launched a defensive posture, and their movements were extremely fast, and the old butler was even more keenly aware of the source of this voice, "On it! β
The old housekeeper immediately made a decision and gave an order to several people: "It's important to save people, don't worry about the basement of this ancient city, everyone go up immediately!" β
Several people quickly responded, and then rushed upstairs. The guerrillas were strong and strong, and the three of them lined up and rushed to the front; Laura and Klaus followed on the left and right, and Haliga-
"Oops...... What does it feel like...... "The body that had already recovered felt that state of weakness again, but the difference was that this time when I felt that I was slowly losing consciousness, I did not fall, but some kind of force continued to urge me to go up......
This time, Heliga didn't think about the strange images and characters. Soon, he took back control of his body. At this time, several people had rushed to a corner under the bell tower on the top floor, where two children were hugging each other and crying, muttering "Goddess bless", while one adult male forced his composure and bravery, shouting into the stairs on the other side: "Get out!" Monster! Stay back! β
There was a rustling sound on the stairs, and dozens of strange monsters wriggled and slid down. The monsters were dyed a strange red color, and the strangely shaped skull-like objects swayed up and down, with no hands or feet, and their bodies were suspended in mid-air.
"Ahhh Ghosts! The moment the monster turned its head, the two children lost the last of their senses and burst into tears. And the child's father also felt a deep despair at this time-
"Drink!" Seeing this scene, several guerrillas could no longer hold back and immediately rushed forward. The axe-gunner, with the advantage of his weapon, rushed forward first, and was met with a vertical slash. This blow was so powerful that if it was eaten correctly, it would have left a huge mark on the iron, butβ
Such a powerful blow pierced through the monster's body and smashed into the stone slab on the ground, sending a large number of small stones and dust flying. Sensing the hostility coming from behind, the ghostly monsters turned their heads and reached out to grab the guerrillas.
"No, physical attacks won't hit them!" The axegun, who felt some kind of sticky and searing touch, immediately retreated to a safe distance with a sliding step, avoiding the monster's attack. And the gunman who came up immediately pulled the trigger three times in a row, shooting at three different monsters-
"Bang! Bang! Bang! The projectiles fired by the powerful guide gun also pierced through the ghost fire and hit the ground with three crisp sounds.
"Tsk!" Seeing this scene, the sword and shield man, who was already about to rush into the pile of monsters and start a big killing, rolled to the other side, hung the shield on his waist, and took out the guide - soon, a cloud of blazing energy gathered around him.
"Arrow of Fire!" As the magic drive was complete, a blazing flame was launched from the detractor, striking a monster in the head with pinpoint accuracy. Suddenly, most of the shimmering thing was gone. Seeing this, the rest of the guerrillas also took out their power guides and began to drive magic. A few fire charges forced the monsters to retreat, but more monsters had already slid down the stairsβ
"You three! Please, buy us time! "The guerrillas had already rushed to the frightened tourists, and one of them shouted.
Laura and Helliga looked at each other, nodded their heads, and intervened into the fight from both sides. These monsters have been observed to be immune to physical attacks, but they react to attacks and move slowly, buying time for magic-wielding guerrillas if someone restrains them!
"Master, you-" Laura turned to her old butler, only to find that the old butler was just holding the hilt of his sword tightly as if he hadn't heardβ
"Peerless Sword!" The right foot moved back slightly, and his body tensed and then suddenly popped out - the old man who was full of fighting spirit used the arcane level swordsmanship of Yarsidliu, and the purple-red fighting spirit swept out with the action of the stabbing attack, and instantly said that several monsters in front of him were smashed into pieces!
"Original...... Fighting spirit can hurt these things......" muttered the three guerrillas who were shocked by the blow.
"Alright, everyone! Come on! The old man with a long breath took on a posture again, "If you have anything to say, wait until you kill these monsters!" β
"Oh!" The old man's strong performance not only stabilized the mood of the panicked people, but also made several participants more warlike!
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Not far from the castle on the edge of a cliff.
A woman dressed in civilian clothes with a beautiful back is standing on the edge of a cliff, looking at the castle.
And if you can go around the cliff and see this woman's face, you will be even more impressed by the amazing beauty.
And the kind of unadorned but not deliberately expressed, the natural majestic momentum is also entwined and hovering around this woman, giving people a sense of attention from outside the world.
The huge knight's spear in his hand that was unexpectedly matched with him, and his right hand, which was thrown like a throw, was slightly tightened, and he let it go lightly after seeing something.
This castle is her belongings. She knows all the secrets here.
Today is the day of the full moon, and the fog is thick, and the summer heat has dissipated, and the three overlap, and it is the time for the oppressive spirits of the undead under this ancient castle to move.
Those innocent tourists should never have died here by accident because of this-
She had planned to rescue her personally, hiding her merit and fame - this was easy for her, whose strength had already broken through the limits of mortals.
But then the figure of the boat coming through the thick fog made her dispel this idea.
They can do it. In that case, how about leaving it to them? She thought.
The descendants of his loyal right-hand man are now rare in the empire to still have the dignity of the traditional aristocracy.
Although she couldn't see through the heavy stone walls of the castle, it was full of eyes loyal to her.
She saw very clearly the old knight, the loyal champion of the handarmour, and the two heroic chicks fighting bravely to protect the weak.
It was also clearly seen that after the easy victory, the frightened man with his child bowed to several people in thanks.
She smiled slightly, in this world, there is still this kind of beauty.
However, just as she turned around with relief, ready to meditate for tonightβ
That kind of darkness that is about to move is drifting from the castle -
P.S: In the next chapter, the first artifact that the protagonist brings from Lao Roll is about to appear. You can guess who it is.
P.S2: You should know who this female knight is at the end of the article, right?