Act 107 Leads the Snake Out of the Hole (3rd Watch, Bow, Gratitude)

But he was slightly stunned and finally reacted:

"I'll it, perfect plot, experience bonus mode, there's really this thing"

At this moment, he couldn't sit still, and the charging skill was activated directly, like a continuous afterimage that passed over the tiger sparrow, the silver elf commander, many mercenaries, and the silver elf guards on the front line, and stopped in front of a row of lizardmen spearmen with a single rise and fall. He looked up just in time to see a line of more than a dozen lizardman soldiers coming up to him.

"Good time"

Brando shouted in his heart.

He raised his sword and 'clicked' at the two spears that pierced him. He is level twenty-four, but his actual combat power far exceeds that of level thirty ordinary NPCs, and the lizardman spearman as a level nineteen monster is not his opponent at all. Brando didn't need to see what the other party looked like at all, and directly a burst of power swung forward, and the two lizardman spearmen suddenly flew backwards with a scream.

The young man took another step forward, holding the sword in both hands and pulling it from right to left—the wind pressure seemed to dislocate the space for a moment, and a transparent ripple seven or eight meters long screamed over the upper body of many lizardmen.

It was as if he had seen the mountains of the Golan-Elsen, where the summer wind swept through the alpine meadows, and the blades of grass fell backwards. As soon as a number rose in the retina, a fan-shaped area of lizardmen in front of him split into two segments and fell backwards. That scene was very much the style of when Medisia was chasing him and the tiger sparrow, and even made the whole battlefield silent.

Wind pressure is out of the body and hurts people, except for the elements of civilization, only a few combat skills can do it. Metisa's Spirit Spear is actually born out of the skills of Ghost Knight, and ordinary elven warriors will not have similar tricks, even if they are at the bottom of the golden rank, they can only have similar abilities when they have civilized the elements in their heyday.

Brando withdrew his sword and exhaled.

In fact, he only killed six or seven people with this sword, but the deterrent effect caused was huge. He saw that the morale of the lizardman warriors who were closer to him had dropped into red alert points, and then they all bypassed him from both sides, forming a vacuum around him for a while. This just gave Brando time to retrieve his experience, and he found that each of the seven lizardmen spearmen he had killed before had given him sixty points of experience, knowing that he usually killed a level nineteen monster for a maximum of more than twenty points, which is nearly three times, and it was exactly the same as in the game.

Brando felt the hot blood in his body be mobilized, he was originally 3200/7900 experience, and he was still a little more than half of the way to level twenty-five. And when the Silver Elf Guard crashed into the lizardmen just now, his experience suddenly increased by more than 200 points, plus the seven lizardmen just now directly provided him with 420 points of experience, he estimated, then as long as he killed another twenty or thirty heads, wouldn't he be able to upgrade directly?

Level 25 is a watershed, not only can you get the second talent, but also the third class skill that comes with it.

What's more, when he reaches level twenty-five, he already has silver-level strength.

At the age of nineteen, he had the strength of the silver level, which was already the level of the Revelator. You don't have to feel inferior for a long time when you see a genius, don't you, although Brando thinks that she has never had inferiority, but seeing that demons and geniuses are rampant in this era, it is inevitable that I feel a little unhappy in my heart.

What's more, the nineteenth-level lizardman spearmen all have 60 experience, but what about the twenty-second level lizardmen crossbowmen and the twenty-third pole lizardmen elite warriors? Not to mention the twenty-fifth level dragoon, the Black Fire Cultist, by the way, and the dark priest Brando couldn't help but be a little enthusiastic at the thought of the dark priest who could be made a small boss, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but immediately raise his head and look around, trying to find out where that considerable experience was.

But the first thing Brando saw was a flood of high-ranking Black Fire cultists, and he immediately realized that they obviously didn't want them to just break down the center of the entire group, so that the lizardmen's army could be divided into two parts. Because the Dark Priest also knows very well that once divided, the entire huge team will become difficult and slow, unless he has the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, but what is the use of him alone having this determination, he is a spellcaster, and he must rely on protection to get out of this chaotic battlefield.

As a last resort, he could only transfer his high-ranking Black Fire Cult guards to the central area to stabilize the defensive line.

More than a dozen Black Fire Cultist knights in black robes and riding inferior demons were indeed very imposing when they waved their flail and charged feverishly, but it was a pity that at this time, the silver elf guards in silver armor had already rushed up to stand side by side with Brando, and the lizardmen around them who wanted to surround them were suffering from the continuous long-range attacks of the mercenaries.

If the Dark Priest in command of this qiē had calmed down a little and had allowed the lizardmen to abandon his escort and attack Brando's long-range position on the hillside, the scene would have looked better. It's a pity that the art of command is not the duty of the Black Fire Cultist's priest, he can only subconsciously order the lizardmen and the Black Fire Cultists to move closer to him, on the one hand, to avoid being divided, and on the other hand, to better protect himself.

He's going to start preparing spells.

It's a pity that Brando's reaction was quicker than him-

……

The sounds of fighting in the valley have become one.

But on the top of the mountain, when the mountain wind swept over the bare cliffs without vegetation, Antitina couldn't help but shiver, feeling as if there was another world away from here. She coughed lightly and tightened her hand on the shawl that was wrapped around her. The nobleman's daughter stood alone outside the cliff, glanced left and right with some fear, and then looked into the deep gap with a frown and concern—hesitated for a long time before asking in a low voice:

"Roman, aren't you alright?"

"It's going to be right away." From inside came the voice of Miss Merchant, who took it for granted.

Antitina sighed, she had heard this answer several times, but she knew that the other party would definitely ignore her complaints, so she could only stomp her feet to dispel the chill on her body.

This time, however, Roman seemed to be almost done, and she walked along the crevice in the cliff for a while—without any light source, as if the darkness were a dear friend to her. However, most ordinary people will subconsciously feel scared in this narrow and dark environment, but this young lady looked interested, and then she took out a crystal from her pocket, bent down and rummaged under the rubble for a while, and put the crystal in.

She turned her head, counted on her fingers, carefully counted about five similar places, nodded, and then calmly withdrew.

As soon as she stepped out of the cracks in the rocks, she saw Antitina's frowning, complaining eyes.

"I regret it, Roman, let's go back." The quiet girl lowered her head and coughed.

"Don't worry, it's just an experiment, Brando won't find out," Roman looked a little proud, she grabbed the other party's hand and walked forward: "Let's go to the next place." ”

"Wait, wait......"

"Give me some more of that, Antitina."

"What do you want to do" Antitina hurriedly covered her bag vigilantly, it was bad enough to accidentally let this guy discover her secret, she didn't want to go crazy with the businessman.

"But is the calculation okay?"

"Of course," replied the nobleman's daughter, gritting her teeth, "Roman, you abominable woman, I was an honorary student of the Royal Geographical Society of Lantoniland......"

Miss Merchant's immediate sigh of disappointment.

……

One wind bomb, one fireball.

By the time the swelling and hot air dispersed from the battlefield, the dozen or so high-level Black Fire Cultists had already been reduced to ashes. As a charged explosive magic item, the energy of the Wind Queen's Ring is 20 (Oz) and its damage is 30 points, which is almost equivalent to the peak of black iron, and its impact power is close to that of the silver lower level. The energy of the fireball spell is 24 (Oz), and the damage is 70 points, which is equivalent to the silver lower tier, and the shroud range is at the silver mid level.

And it's just some high-level Black Fire Cultists at the lower level of silver, and it's normal for them to be killed directly by a set of combos. Brando was worried that there would be a tricky deal among the high-ranking cultists with the Gillie Chain Lord on the battlefield, but that seemed unwarranted now. Come to think of it, the Gillie Chain Lord, as the elite of the lower-level demons, could not appear in large numbers in this realm.

Unless the devil's door is reopened.

After the smoke cleared, Brando's experience directly swelled by nearly two thousand points. He was only one step away from reaching level twenty-five, and he immediately put down his sword and gave an order to the silver elf warriors around him, "You go and attack the left and right sides and separate the lizardmen." The boss in the middle - no, I mean their boss handed it over to me, understand? ”

The twenty silver elves nodded in unison.

"What about me, my lord?" Tiger Sparrow asked from the side.

"You and Namenes lead the way." Brando replied.

"Don't need help?" The Silver Elf Commander spoke rarely.

"Leave it to me, I don't want that guy to die so soon just yet." Brando replied, but in his mind it was a different thought. Although the low-level Dark Priest is known as a poor ghost, he is also an elite creature of level twenty-five, and his strength is equal to that of an ordinary unit of about level thirty-five in all aspects - of course, the only difference is that it is a bit troublesome for him to deal with a level thirty-five creature alone, but it is much easier to deal with an elite level twenty-five. Not to mention that it was a considerable experience.

After the young man finished speaking, without giving the two a chance to refute, he had already killed them single-handedly.

In front of him were two almost three-meter-tall Bacisa demons, which were very strong, because as an aggressive demon must have the ability to charge, it can be said that it is one of the nightmares of low-level archers and wizards. Unfortunately, Brando, who was neither an archer nor a wizard, but a warrior, rushed to the two demons, and before the opponent's one-armed hand could raise his sword and fall on his head, the man had already circled behind him like a ghost.

As a twenty-four-level creature, the Bacisa Demon has 14 energy levels of strength, but its dexterity is only a pitiful 7 energy levels, which is almost half of Brando's explosive state. The only charging skills and thick-skinned traits it could be proud of weren't worth mentioning in front of the young man, and Brando's sword cut a hole in its back, then followed the clumsy creature's turn again, still behind the guy - and then another sword.

The poor Bacisa was tortured to death in humiliation, and he didn't even know what his enemy looked like before he had dried up his blood.

And at this time, the spell of the dark priest of the Black Fire cultist was finally ready, and he screamed and threw a black lightning bolt at Brando - this thing is not as simple as lightning, Brando knows that the name of this spell is called Demon Claw, which is actually a binary spell, its primary effect is damage, the damage of hell flames transformed by the dark element. Then there's the slowdown that comes with it, and as a Ring III spell, this slowdown isn't as simple as the Ice Crack Arrow.

Instead, it will hold the person firmly to the ground, and if your strength does not exceed 40 energy levels, then in a minute and a half you are ready to take a beating.

This spell can be said to be one of the most practical spells in the early stage of the Dark Elemental Envoy and the Evil Sacrifice and Witch, especially when used for sneak attacks. It's a pity that Brando really wants to tell the Dark Priest - this spell doesn't work that way. Although in the early days of the game, players mostly liked to throw spells out so crudely without embellishment. In fact, however, the best way to use this spell is to use a 'Ray Path' spell to obscure all of its light and shadow effects, or simply use it in close proximity.

Because this demon claw is something to be aimed at.

Brando directly backhanded the corpse of the Bacisa demon and flew it out, blocking the serpentine black lightning in mid-air, and the lightning on the side of the demon's body immediately exploded thousands of black lightning rays swept along the sides of the cold corpse and locked it to the ground - the whole process of pitch-black electric sparks flew everywhere, the scene was spectacular, but unfortunately for the real target of this spell, the effect was equal to zero.

At this moment, Brando had already raised his long sword upward, and the power explosion and the power of the thirty energy levels after the increase of the Ghost Knight Crystal directly lifted the remaining Bacisa Demon into the air with his arm and skull. He gasped, and although the burst of power was strong, it was not covered by the consumption of the body. Fortunately, as soon as the ball of light flying from the demon merged into his body, a warm current immediately poured out of his heart and flowed all over his limbs, and a row of dark green words immediately appeared on the young man's retina:

"The character reaches 'level twenty-five' and enters the stage of opening destiny."

"Character gains the skill 'Frontal Breakthrough', Frontal Breakthrough (Level 0) - Consumes 5 times lì to break through the opponent's defenses (armor, innate, magic) in the next hit, weakening 1.7 damage immunity."

"Detected the fate item 'Golden Destiny Reality' nearby, did you activate the fate talent 'Golden Apocalypse'?"

Brando was stunned, what kind of joke did he hurriedly shake his head: "No, I refuse to turn it on"

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(PS: Correct a mistake, one is that the previous chapter mentioned that the protagonist is level 23; In fact, it is level 24, and I forgot to check the attribute when I wrote it, and now I hereby correct it - so there is still one level of Brando who can reach level 25 to open the destiny talent. In addition, when I arrived at my uncle's house, I thought I wouldn't be able to write three chapters today, but I still wrote it, 233 ......)