The screams of the ladies immediately resounded. Brando and Pacing didn't have time to look around, they had already drawn their long swords from under their cloaks, and Thom and Charr were only a little slower to react, and the red-bearded mercenary unslashed his palm-wide greatsword from behind, and pressed one hand on the shoulder of Poko not far away, fearing that this guy would play tricks, and then protected the lady in the middle with the young wizard apprentice.

Poko snorted lightly, not minding on the surface.!

After the ladies panicked, the men's voices of angry rebuke and questioning rang out from all around.

On the other hand, the hall on the first floor was a little quieter, because most of the people sitting there were experienced adventurers or mercenaries, most of whom had experienced many battles, enough to calm down and keep the riot from further expanding.

"Brando, what's wrong?" Miss Merchant's voice asked curiously in the dark, but there was no fear in her voice.

Antitina sat behind her, nervously grasping the skirt at her knees, the tips of her fingers white. But she narrowed her bright eyes, and did not express the fear in her heart.

"Shhhh

But some of the lights came on and went out.

Elementary light spells are not uncommon in Vaurd's half-normal life, and even in some large cities, the street lamps on both sides of the street are made of crystals enchanted with light spells.

Kicker had a glowing ring, but he wasn't in a hurry to polish it. Hold up the light source in the dark. It can only be a striking target.

But sometimes it backfires.

Just when Brando and Shawl were on guard that there was no danger around, the sword in the young man's hand flashed, he was slightly startled, and then looked at the long sword in his hand shining faintly.

At first, the light was like a layer of fluorescence attached to the blade of the sword, but the next moment it was bright, and the light from the raised sword illuminated the four sides of the snow

By the bright light, before Brando and Shawl could be surprised, they saw four uninvited guests in cloaks hurrying through the narrow aisle between the rows of seats and heading straight for them.

Their hands are under their cloaks. That action was clearly holding the weapon underneath.

Friend or foe.

"Brando!" Bato's mother was already shouting out from behind.

Without saying a word, Brando raised his left hand decisively, and under his cuffs, "Whoosh, a series of crossbow arrows shot out head-on, and immediately nailed to the cloaked monster at the head."

The all-steel bolt carried a tremendous impact at such a close distance that the caped monster at the head fell on his back with a muffled grunt, and he rolled backwards. His companions moved out of the way from both sides. Then he looked up in Brando's direction.

And Brando happened to see a pair of burning orange-red flames hidden deep under their hoods.

"It's the undead" he was stunned for a moment, how could these things appear here, in this place, and at this time? But the situation didn't allow him to think about it anymore, and the hands of the three cloaked monsters that had been buried under the cloak reached out—a withered, armored hand that clutched a strange-shaped, one-handed scythe.

Brando didn't really know if the weird weapon should be called a scythe, as it looked more like a shiny, semi-circular starfish, but the hook and sharp blade on it made it clear that it wasn't just an ornament.

The curse had only a faint effect on the undead, so the young man gave up on wasting the cursed bolt in an instant. He pulled little Roman behind him and retreated between Bartom and Pacing.

But the three cloaked monsters had already lifted the people who were in front of them and rushed over. Their target was clearly Brando, and the three scythes swung at him without hesitation.

Brando raised his sword, and with a thud he grabbed the scythe of one of the cloaked monsters, and the force of the response from the sword almost caused him to take three or four steps back, almost knocking the seat behind him over.

Little Roman screamed, but was already grabbed by Antithena's hand and dragged him over. The aristocratic daughter hugged the merchant lady. Lower your body and crawl in the other direction as you lie on the ground.

She was extremely nervous, but her mind was very clear, as if every move was a subconscious action.

Barto Yao also reached out his sword from behind to block a cloak monster, but he then snorted, obviously not feeling good.

"Black Iron Upstream Strength." The redbeard mercenary shouted.

"Zombies!" Brando also recognized the identity of his opponent at this time.

Zombies are a type of golem creature. It's just an evil creature created by a necromancer who injects the soul of a samurai into an empty armor. In the game, the Innu-level Zombies are the main force of the second-tier army of Madara, but they have another identity because they are agile and good at concealing their aura

Assassin of Madara.

Brando felt that the Zombie he was facing was at least at the captain level, and his strength was close to the Binliang level. This is not a master in the second-line army of Madara, but in the army of the undead of Instaron opposite Pragus, it is also an elite first-line unit.

Their target is him?

Brando was a little confused for a moment, but the zombies lurking in the hall had already begun to attack in all directions. The panicked roars of the mercenaries and adventurers who had been attacked suddenly rang out.

Brando, feeling that his strength was not as strong as the other party, simply shrank back, pulled up the chair and threw it at the other party. The captain of the zombie shook the odd-shaped single sickle backhand, and the chair was instantly torn apart. But the young man had taken this opportunity to stab his sword into its heart, which was also the core of the zombie's soul fire.

The Zombie Captain let out a hoarse roar and grabbed Brando's elven sword with a quick hand. Silver-white flames rose from between its fingers, and the sting of the purifying fire deep into its soul and bone marrow caused the undead to scream.

But it's not loose

"Good fellow" Brando gritted his teeth, he was in the Amber Sword, not without fighting the Zombies. However, that was already a very high-level matter, but even so, the other party's fierceness and fear of death still impressed him, so as soon as the zombie captain grabbed the thorn of Zhanguang in his hand, he felt bad.

He immediately let go of his hand and stepped back, letting go of the almost inevitable stab of the other man.

At such a close distance, Brando, who had lost the Thorn of Clarity, had almost lost a means of attacking. The Wind Queen's Ring could be used one by one, but it was difficult for him to guarantee that he would not hurt Roman and Antigina on the side. The Holy Sword card doesn't have enough earth elements to pay for, and the energy drain is not useful. The Wind Spirit Spider can be used, but at this distance, I'm afraid that he hasn't waited for him to summon the Wind Spirit Spider. The other party has already dismantled him first.

The hesitation was only for a moment.

Brando immediately lowered his center of gravity and suddenly jumped forward, grabbed the opponent's waist with both hands and slammed down. The Zombie Captain suddenly stood unsteadily. Fall backwards on your back with Brando. The two of them crackled and knocked over three rows of chairs in a row, and Brando only felt the pain all over his body as if he was about to fall apart, but his mind was clear, and he immediately rolled over and got up with the Zombie Captain.

Captain Zombie goes to grab his single scythe.

Brando, for his part, immediately took the elven sword that had fallen to the side in his hand.

The Zombie Captain seemed to struggle to his feet to regain the initiative, but Brando was quicker than him, and he unleashed his charge skill and slammed his head into the undead's chest. The power of ten times the speed was terrifying, and the empty moving armor flew out in the opposite direction almost immediately, but even so, the Zombie Captain, who had close to silver strength, stabbed Brando diagonally in the shoulder with a backhand scythe at the last moment.

State wood tough! Brando screamed in his heart. His skin quickly lignified, but before that, Captain Zombie's scythe had broken through a faint layer of blue light around his body, which was the magical protection provided by the clash aura, and then cut deep under his woodened skin.

For a while, blood flew.

Brando gritted his teeth so that he didn't scream, but he also broke out in a cold sweat at the corners of his forehead. He pulled out his sickle and threw it to the ground, and then looked at the Zombie Captain who fell into the crowd, and did not dare to slack off, and immediately pulled out the Wind Spirit Spider Card from his arms.

"Show, Storm Spider, a card of fate."

A row of attributes is immediately projected on his retina:

Wind Spirit Spider. 8 points of life, 4 points of mana, power mouth, dexterity knife, constitution, "the last three attributes are" The attack method is devouring base damage, small, and the special ability is virtual body.

Avatarized creatures can only deal one-third of the damage with their attacks, making it difficult for a Zombie Captain to kill a spider with a single blow if he loses his weapon. Brando, on the other hand, understands that the other party has to face more than just a wind spirit spider.

It's fifteen.

He pointed forward, and fifteen cyan swirls of all sizes immediately appeared behind him. A spider with fangs and claws, half of its body made of whirlwind, immediately shot out of the whirlpool, and these small things shot straight at the Zombie Captain who had just stood up like cyan light on the ground in a few turns.

A wind spirit spider has a strength close to 2 energy levels, and although the strength of fifteen spiders cannot be simply accumulated, it is enough to thwart the actions of a zombie captain who is only close to the strength of silver.

They hung on it and tore desperately. The Zombie Captain let out an angry scream as he plucked the spiders from his body and threw them to the ground, but his movements were futile. Because Brando has already seized this opportunity.

When the Zombie Captain was distracted by the Wind Spirit Spider, he strode forward and stabbed the opponent in the chest with a sword. The terrible undead wanted to resist at the last moment, but his distorted movement by the spider's pull was so flawed in Brando's eyes.

A sword pierces the heart.

The Zombie Captain let out an unwilling cry, and the heavy damage to the vital parts caused the purifying fire on the Thorn of Light to cause nearly four times the lethality in an instant. Brando almost watched as the undead swayed and turned into a pile of gray-black armor remains in the pure spikes.

Asahi experience to start.

He looked back and saw that Bartom, Charles, and the Quilt were retreating under the attack of the two zombies, and Antichhana had pulled Roman to hide in the other direction.

Then there was a loud bang above the auction floor

Brando looked up and saw a dark figure fall from the box above, crashing to the ground. There was silence in that direction for a moment, and then there was a burst of screams.

"Sir Rosal!"

"Martha is on top, it's Mr. Rosal, the deputy captain of the security cavalry!"

"They killed him!"

Brando's heart tightened when he heard this, it looked like these damn armor racks weren't exactly coming at him. Instaron wanted to attack the upper echelons of Pragues. What does he want to do? There is no such thing in history.

He was wondering. But suddenly I saw the trapezoidal upward "Yard", and the gate on one side suddenly opened in unison, a total of five doors, and rows of snow-white bone racks walked out from behind the door with bows and arrows.

The young man's pupils narrowed in an instant.

So many undead? Are auction house managers doing it? What are the security cavalry doing? What are the Silver Wing Cavalry and the Garrison doing?

How did they get in?

Brando almost wanted to scold her mother at this moment.

Fourth, the tragedy, because each meal can only eat a small bowl of white porridge is too painful, today I can't help but eat a few fish shreds, and eat some dry rice, but I began to rebel again, I don't know if it is a wrinkled fish shredded or dry rice problem, life is better than death, everyone must pay attention to health problems

Uncomfortable, today on this chapter, ask for understanding,

also said that the person who asked for the ticket set his face, two