Vol 3 Chapter 38: Holy sword and brother
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Create the Age of Magic
- Dream Hunter
- 1320 characters
- 2021-03-04 02:02:59
What Horn said was not addressed to these fragmented skeleton soldiers, but stared into the depths of the cemetery, an existence hiding himself!
Such a strong negative energy is of course not only the more than twenty undead creatures that do not even have a first level around the little boy.
If you know the strong negative energy here, even Horn feels a bit tricky. Wouldn't it be a joke if only these unclassified creatures were bred?
He discovered early in the morning that there was a special sarcophagus deep in the center of the cemetery, and there should be an undead creature of at least level three in that sarcophagus.
Although Horn didn't know what happened, he knew that the little boy should have a special meaning to the undead creatures in this cemetery.
But if the little boy is allowed to stay here, he will starve to death, freeze to death, or be attacked by negative energy even if he will not be killed by these undead creatures.
There are basically no other possibilities, and I will die here after all.
But that undead creature would definitely not be Horn's opponent. Horn chose to save the little boy because of course he had made sure that the cemetery had less power than him.
The most important thing is that this little boy may have magical talents related to the undead. Such talents must be held tightly by Horn of course.
Among all the reasons for choosing to save the little boy, Horn himself couldn't tell how many were touched when he saw the little boy cry.
Horn observed after the question, the undead creature didn't have any commotion, and seemed to not care about the little boy's departure.
An undead creature of this level should have simple wisdom, and it will not come out in the face of opponents that can easily crush it.
As for why the undead creatures in the sarcophagus can understand Horn’s strength, of course it’s because Horn has been exuding his own breath from the moment he stood up!
Those low-level creatures can't feel it, but to the third-level undead, Horn is obviously like a torch in the dark!
In the eyes of the little boy, Horn was very warm now, as warm as the summer sun shined him, which was completely different from the cold and dead breath he felt in his "friends".
Horn just walked from in front of the hideous guys to the dazed little boy and stretched out his hand to him.
"Come on, I'll take you to see the outside world!"
After hesitating for a while, the little boy finally put his hand on Horn's, and the two left the cemetery holding hands.
The undead just watched from the side, and did not make any unusual moves.
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Pieces of trees were cut by sharp sword energy, and a pure white figure fled hurriedly.
He was the Randall who had separated from Horn and the others!
Originally, he was only a fourth-level fighter, but his current strength is fully fifth-level!
But even if he became much stronger than before entering the Abandoned Land, his original snow-white armor was inevitably stained, and there was even a deep sword mark on his shoulder!
You must know that it was a treasure that had no scratches on the magic bomb that faced the wizard in the first place!
Now he can't distract and hurt his armor, because behind him is a young man wearing a golden and blue armor chasing him.
This young man was as young as Randall, with supple long golden hair and a face that was almost perfectly proportioned!
He will not be older than Randall, but he is obviously much stronger than Randall who is already level five.
Because even Randall was already running away with his full strength, and he still followed Randall without hurriedly, as if he didn't use a lot of strength.
After running for a while, the young man became impatient, and drew out the long sword from his waist and swiped it in Randall's direction!
The magnificent sword energy with golden yellow as the main body and colored brilliance dashed across Randall's toes, and in front of his toes, he drew a bottomless gully that was more than ten meters wide!
After the sword aura disappeared, there were still golden spots of light floating in the air. The power of the sword aura, as beautiful as a dream, was suffocating!
This kind of attack exceeds Randall's level too much, this is the young man's warning to Randall!
Randall stopped obediently, because he knew he could never stop the sword of the young man behind him.
Yes, a sword can't stop it!
Although the young man is much better than Randall, he has not yet reached such an outrageous level. The reason why there is such a terrifying gap is because of the sword in the young man's hand.
The dark golden slender sword body, two dark golden dragons entwined the hilt and guards of each other. At the end of the hilt is inlaid with a colorful gem, which seems to have the same texture as the gem in the elf king’s crown. .
This is the sacred weapon of Siyuan. Sword!
Also known as the sword of the king!
"Ahhh, it's really amazing. It's worthy of being the heir of the Akouin family, His Royal Highness Roland. The King's Sword is as unstoppable as the legend has it.
Randall used his usual exaggerated words to tell the young man that this young man turned out to be the orthodox heir of the great power Acuin family in the center of the Abandoned Land!
"Who are you, why are you attacking us over and over again?"
Roland shook his sword and pointed to Randall.
"Who am I? You don't need to know this. If you take people's money to help people eliminate disasters, who will let you build a big wind?"
Randall said nonchalantly.
"Your identity as such a young man with such strength must not be simple, and you won't provoke our Akouin family for petty gain. So, what is your purpose?"
Roland certainly would not believe his nonsense.
"Hey, I know I can’t lie to you. Let me tell you the truth. I come from the Kingdom of Light and the observer responsible for the abandoned land. Once we find something threatening the Kingdom of Light, we will be responsible for killing it. Signs.
And your Acuin family has that little threat. "
For some reason, Roland would be inexplicably irritable when faced with Randall's silly appearance~EbookFREE.me~ He said impatiently:
"What threat can you kill with your strength?"
"There is no other way. The Land of God Abandonment is too special, so I can only come here as an observer, who was born in the Land of God Abandonment and majored in fighting spirit. Are you satisfied?"
The tone used by Randall in the last sentence was completely different from before.
Are you satisfied?
Roland's head suddenly buzzed, and the dusty memories of the past ten years were suddenly opened. In the winter of his eight years old, he and his twin brother each held a long sword that was very heavy for them at the time. With.
Only one of them can survive, and only one heir to the sword of the king is allowed.
At last his brother fell under his sword, his last words were...
"So, are you satisfied?"
And his brother's name is Randall Acuin!
Roland suddenly became a little flustered, and the expressions of joy, expectation, and anxiety on his face were intertwined, which seemed very complicated.
He reached for Randall's helmet, he wanted to see his face!
But he didn't touch anything!
Because something in Randall's hand suddenly emitted a powerful light, Randall couldn't help taking two steps back.
When the light disappeared, Randall had disappeared, leaving only Roland in a daze.
The stomp of horses hooves sounded, and a group of knights riding snow-white war horses appeared in front of Roland with whirring wind.
The leading knight dismounted and knelt on one knee.
"His Royal Highness, are you okay, what about the guy just now."
Roland sighed and said, "Let's go back, I let that guy run away."
Just stay alive...