With a slight force, Arnold crawled out of the hole, fell heavily to the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He didn't have the same urgency in his heart as he did now, failure is death, what should he do?

A hard gargoyle, even if it is a system skill, may not be able to break it, only the newly learned secret skill, "April Lotus" can make it hurt.

So Arnold took a gamble, and the thought was like a light in his heart, and he won the battle.

He gritted his teeth and flipped over, raising his right hand once more, aiming his flickering greatsword at a winged beast that was still attacking Lydia.

Silver Sword Qi.

A buzzer sounded, and the white sword qi twisted the winged beast into several sections.

The silver sword qi is sharp and unstoppable.

There was a hint of fear in the green eyes of the other winged beast, and it flew backwards with a scream, subconsciously avoiding Arnold's location.

The undead are not without fear, only imbecile skeleton warriors are truly fearless. The war creatures created by these lichs were powerful and cunning, and Arnold took advantage of this at this moment - in fact, it was the only magic he had left, and there was no trace of it in him at this time.

Wisdom is like a double-edged sword, or an apple hanging from a tree that tempts people to fall. However, once a creature is intelligent, it knows how to think, to fear, and to protect itself.

Just like at this moment.

Arnold gasped for breath and relented at the sight of Lydia escaping and running towards him.

He closed his eyes, and a sense of happiness for the rest of his life made him shudder. But our protagonist understands that he can't let up, there are many undead in the air, and he will come back to this street at any time.

The young man almost used willpower to support himself and turn over again. He reached out and felt for a rapier, the sword he had received from the gargoyle, beautifully crafted, what seemed to be the sword of the elves.

Arnold took the first look, and sure enough, he saw the slender elven inscription on the hilt of his sword: Thorn of Light.

But he didn't care about this now, he was looking for something else, he took out a bright red bottle from the ring, and a bottle glowing with a mysterious blue light, the special No. 12 long-necked bottle, which was the system's own blood bottle and magic bottle.

Almost tremblingly, he uncorked the bottles, and then tilted his head and poured all the liquid that swayed from the two bottles of potion into his mouth. At first, a bitter taste fills his taste buds, but this taste is so pure that our protagonist can't help but praise the gods in his heart

Three seconds later.

Arnold rolled over and pressed the two bottles to his chest, breathing heavily, as if trying to feel the blessing with all his might.

By the time Lydia walked in front of her, Arnold had recovered most of her magic, and her injuries had healed at the same time, and she was able to get up on her own.

Blood vial, which restores 80 health, but only works on non-critical damage.

The magic bottle can restore 100 health, which is half of Arnold's mana value of only 210.

Arnold sighed that this thing saved him, you know, this thing is the biggest road in the game.

The effect of the vial continued to take effect, and the abrasions on the limbs that had been recovered first were healing at an almost visible rate. Then there was the claw wound, and the crispy itching effect lasted for several minutes before stopping. Arnold tried to take a breath in Lydia's strange eyes, and immediately found that the feeling of not breathing well had completely disappeared.

Arnold smiled at Lydia, who looked uncertain, and without explaining anything, he pouted at her Nunu, meaning to ask, do you want to continue walking?

Lydia was stunned for a moment, and after making sure Arnold was almost recovered, she nodded firmly.

Arnold clenched his fists, and finally calmed down his ups and downs. Go to the distance and pick up the eagle sword and attach it to his back, and put the elven sword from the gargoyle - the Thorn of Light - in his waist, and run towards the fortress wall with Lydia one after the other.

Arnold, a third-order arnold, defeated an elite gargoyle comparable to the fourth-order, what a pride, what a glory.

Arnold thought to himself.

'The sword is like a light born in the light' - the thorn of the clear light

Arnold hadn't seen the sword before, but Lydia knew its name. Legend has it that the Thorn of Light is an elven sword that is not only extremely sharp in itself, but also doubles the strength, will, and constitution of the bearer. What is the concept of doubling his strength and physique at a low level - this is equivalent to saying that if Arnold uses it now, his strength and physique will be directly doubled by a third-order swordsman.

And the most important thing is that the Thorn of Zhanguang also has the ability to double the lethality of the undead, as long as the Thorn of Zhanguang hurts the undead, this sword will emit the light of Zhan, doubling the damage received by the undead, which is also the source of its sword name.