Brian tried his best to avoid war with the barbarians, and he knew very well that with his current strength, he could completely crush a handful of savages on the other side. Brian chose to forbear, ordering the soldiers to only defend and not attack, assuming a "let's make friends" gesture, allowing the transport ship to avoid the barbarians and dock farther away. Unfortunately, the barbarians had no concept of making friends, and they kept chasing the big ship, shooting two arrows from time to time, and the stalemate finally ignited the anger in the hearts of some humans.

Lilian put on the helmet hanging from her waist, pulled out her thin sword, grabbed a warrior's wooden shield and threw it into the water, her whole body emitted a red flame of fighting spirit, jumped over, just stepped on the floating shield, and then used the "assault" skill, quickly rushed forward, instantly crossed the water surface of more than ten meters, and easily fell to the ground. The female warrior's movements were light and fell, which opened the eyes of others, but what was even more terrifying was her equipment, only to see a wave of the dark copper-colored long sword, red fighting energy mixed with cyan electric light, dozens of streamers shot out in a fan-shape, and in the blink of an eye, all the barbarians fell, all of them were charred as carbon, and they didn't even have a chance to scream.

Lilian put her sword into the sheath, turned around and beckoned to the big boat, signaling that it was okay to dock, and only then did a row of trees behind her slowly fall, and it turned out that the sword light had already cut them off. It's terrifying! Brian looked at the god-killing woman in a daze, and secretly sighed in his heart the huge difference between level four and level five, weighing how many moves he could make in her hands when he fought with Lilian, one or two moves?

Brian got off the board, walked over to Lillian, and asked politely, "Heroine, can you show me your sword?"

"The ancestral heirloom of the Fergus family, no. Lilian coldly refused.

"Lillian, let him see. Hellois laughed.

Brian, who was deflated, took the weapon from Lilian's hand, settled down, lowered his head and admired it carefully, just the workmanship of the sword scabbard hilt made him intoxicated, pulled out the sword and looked at the sword body, there were extremely complex lines on it, and the blue light surged, as if there was infinite magic hidden in it. Brian took his sword and lightly touched it at the stone on the ground, as easily as a cake piercing, and the magic light flickered, and the stone instantly turned to powder.

"I heard my grandfather say that this is a gift from the patriarch of the light elves when his ancestors traveled to the north, made of high-density stone copper and Hao silver, and engraved with seventy-two cyan phantom magic patterns, the power is not ordinary. Helois explained a little.

"What a good thing!" Brian envied, returning the treasure to Lillian, feeling the fine iron sword at his waist like a burning stick. Xindao This Lilian said that she was an attendant, but I am afraid that it is not so simple, the equipment she is wearing, which one is not exquisite and valuable, and the helmet and light armor, Brian doesn't know what material it is made of. This woman originally only had the strength of level five, and the equipment was comparable to that of a seventh-level swordsman, so it seems that good equipment is also one of the important elements of combat.

Peng Peng looked extremely excited, flying around the top of Lilian's head, the mung bean's small eyes glowed with a terrible light, and his big mouth kept smashing: "Yanliu black gold, I really want to eat it!"

Brian was wondering how Peng Peng knew Yanliu Black Gold, he hadn't heard of it. Rosetti, who was exploring the path ahead, ran back and pointed with his hand: "Report to your lordship, you have found the camp of the barbarians, which is about two hundred meters away." ”

"They lived near the water. Brian nodded, "How many?"

"There are only a dozen straw huts, and the number is not very large. ”

A rapid drum sounded, faintly mixed with the roar of the savages, Brian, who was originally going to go around, heard the movement and decided to go to investigate the situation himself, and the group lurked near the camp, the viscount released a reconnaissance eye, and suddenly pulled out the fine iron sword and shouted: "It's not good, go and save people!"

In the sparsely numbered barbarian tribe, there were not many warriors left, and within a few minutes of resistance, they were killed by humans, and even their leader did not have much combat power, and was slashed in the shoulder by Gallaher's long knife and kicked to the ground. "Don't kill him!" Brian shouted, stepped forward and grabbed the leader by the hair, and asked angrily, "Why, tell me why?"

It was already too late, Sasa, Linlin, Nana, and their children were all nailed to the stakes, each of them had spears stuck in their chests and abdomen, and the clothes that Sarina had made for them were torn to pieces and thrown around several people, and the blood soaked through the cloth, and the scene could not bear to look at directly.

Brian never expected that his barbarian friend would have such a miserable result after meeting the clansmen, he stared at the blood-red eyes, put a knife on the neck of the barbarian leader, and asked the reason loudly: "You, why, killed them?"

"Traitor, traitor!" the little leader of the barbarians estimated that he would inevitably die, and a contemptuous expression appeared on his face.

Brian saw that the eyes of the little leader were completely different from those of the other savages, and the eyes were gray, exactly like those of the apostle Occam, could it be that Occam was dead, and his evil was still spreading among the barbarians? Brian almost lost his mind, and with a push of his sword, he cut off the head of the barbarian leader from his neck, and the blood spurting out of the carotid artery splashed his face.

Brian, who was covered in blood, weakly dropped his sword, and walked stiffly to Sasa's side, feeling extremely guilty as he watched the woman staring at her unwilling eyes and not closing them until she died.

"I hurt you, I did something stupid with my own imagination......" Brian's voice whimpered, and he stretched out a trembling hand, gently caressing Sasa's still warm face, helping her close her eyes, and then silently pulling out the large iron nail nailed to the woman's wrist. He finally understood that relying only on a few women and children could not bring civilization to the barbarians, these people became victims, and the tragedy was caused by himself.

Peng Peng obediently flew to Brian's shoulder and whispered comfortingly, "Mom, don't be sad. ”

Byrne walked over and patted Brian on the back and beckoned, "Everyone help out and bury our friends." ”

"To my friends...... All put on clothes. Brian took off his military uniform, handed it to Rossetti, and stood with his hands down, his head bowed, his face gloomy.

Helois came over and said softly: "Don't blame yourself anymore, grandpa said that every progress in human civilization has a price of blood, maybe barbarians can't avoid it." ”

"The price of blood!" Brian repeated sadly, "they are cruel to their own people. ”

"This is the patriarchal law of the barbarians, and maybe we can't fundamentally change them. Helois sighed.

"Really, can't?" Brian looked up to see the morning sun, shining on the top of the hut, forming a colorful halo.