The surroundings were plunged into darkness.
The screams of the ladies immediately filled the air. Brando and Cripple did not have time to look around, and had already drawn their swords from under their cloaks. Batom and The Shire's reaction was just a bit slower. The red-bearded mercenary unsheathed his palm-sized greatsword from his back and pressed down on Cripple's shoulder. He was afraid that Cripple would play any tricks, and then he and the young apprentice surrounded the ladies to protect them.
Cripple snorted lightly, but he did not seem to mind.
After the ladies lost their heads out of fear, the men's angry and questioning voices sounded from all around them.
On the contrary, the hall on the first floor was quieter because most of the people sitting there were experienced adventurers and mercenaries. Most of them had experienced many battles, and were able to calm down and prevent the chaos from spreading.
"Brando, did something happen?" Romaine's voice asked curiously in the darkness, but there was no trace of fear in her voice.
Amandina sat behind her and gripped her skirt nervously. Her fingertips were white as she gripped it tightly. But she squinted her bright eyes and did not show her fear.
"Shhh —" Brando said. He had already seen a few impatient youths and nobles lighting up matches or glowing gems on their staffs.
But some of the lights were extinguished.
Beginner-level Light Magic was not uncommon in the lives of ordinary people in Vaunte, and even in some large cities, the street lamps on both sides of the street were made of crystals enchanted with Light Magic.
Cripple had a ring that glowed, but he was not in a hurry to polish it. Raising a light source in the darkness would only make him an eye-catching target.
But sometimes things did not go as planned.
Just when Brando and Cripple were looking around to make sure there was no danger, the sword in Cripple's hand flashed. He was slightly startled, and then looked at the sword in his hand that emitted a faint light.
At first, the light was like a layer of fluorescence on the blade of the sword, but in the next moment, the light from the raised sword illuminated the surroundings in a snow-white light.
With this bright light, Brando and the cripple didn't have time to be surprised. They saw four uninvited guests in cloaks quickly passing through the narrow aisle between the rows of seats and rushing towards them.
Their hands were under their cloaks, and it was obvious that they were holding onto their weapons.
He was an enemy, not a friend.
"Brando!" Batom shouted from behind.
Brando did not say a word. He decisively raised his left hand and shot out a series of crossbow bolts from his sleeve, nailing the cloaked stranger in the lead.
The steel bolt had a huge impact at such a close distance, and the cloaked figure fell to the ground with a groan. He rolled backwards, and his companions moved to the sides to make way for him. Then they raised their heads and looked at Brendel's direction.
Brando happened to see a pair of burning orange-red flames hidden deep under their hoods.
"It's the undead …" He was startled. How could these things appear in this place and at this time? But the situation did not allow him to think too much. The hands of the three caped freaks, which had been hidden under their cloaks, reached out. It was a withered, armoured hand, and it clenched a strange one-handed scythe.
Brando actually didn't know whether the strange weapon should be called a scythe because it looked more like a bright, semi-circular starfish, but the barbs and sharp blade on it made him guess that it was obviously not as simple as an ornament.
Curses only had a weak effect on the undead, so the young man gave up the idea of wasting the crossbow bolts in an instant. He pulled the young Roman behind him and at the same time retreated between Batom and the cripple.
But the three cloaked strangers had already pushed aside the people in front of them and rushed over. Their target was obviously Brando, and the three scythes were swung at him without hesitation.
Brando raised his sword and blocked the scythe of one of the cloaked strangers. The huge force from the sword almost made him retreat three or four steps and almost knocked over the seat behind him.
The young Roman screamed, but Amandina had already grabbed his hand and dragged him over. The noble girl hugged the merchant girl and lowered her body to the ground and crawled in another direction.
She was extremely nervous, but her mind was unusually clear, as if her every move was a subconscious one.
Batom also stretched out his sword from behind to block a cloaked stranger, but he immediately groaned, obviously not feeling too good.
"Upper Iron-ranked strength." The red-bearded mercenary shouted.
"Undead Terracotta!" Brando at this time also recognized the identity of his opponent.
Undead Terracotta was a type of puppet creature, but it was just an evil creature that was created by a necromancer injecting a warrior's soul into an empty armor. In the game, the level 31-33 Undead Terracotta was the main force of Madara's irregular army, but they were agile and good at hiding their presence.
They were Madara's assassins.
Brando felt that the Undead Terracotta he was facing was at least a captain, and its strength was close to a Silver-ranked. It was not considered an expert in Madara's irregular army, but compared to Incirsta's undead army that Braggs was facing, it was an elite force.
Their target was him?
Brando was a little confused for a moment, but the Undead Terracotta in the hall had already begun to attack everywhere. The mercenaries and adventurers who were attacked panicked and screamed in panic for a moment.
Brando felt that his strength was not as strong as the opponent, so he simply pulled back and threw a chair at the enemy. The Undead Terracotta captain swung its odd-shaped scythe, and the chair was instantly shattered into pieces. But the young man took the opportunity to stab the Undead Terracotta's heart, which was also the core of the Undead Terracotta's Soulfire.
The Undead Terracotta captain let out a hoarse roar and quickly grabbed Brando's Elven Sword. Silver-white flames immediately rose from between its fingers, and the Purifying Fire penetrated deep into the soul and bone marrow, causing the undead to scream immediately.
But not only did it not let go, it instead swung its scythe at Brando's arm.
"Damn it." Brando gritted his teeth. It was not that he had not fought against Undead Terracotta in 'The Amber Sword'. But that was after he had reached a very high level. But even so, the opponent's fearlessness left a deep impression on him. That was why when the Undead Terracotta captain grabbed the Thorn of Light in his hand, he felt that something was wrong.
He immediately let go of his hand and took a step back, dodging the enemy's scythe.
At such a close distance, without the Thorn of Light, Brando had lost all means of attacking. He could still use the Ring of the Wind Empress, but he could not guarantee that he would not injure the Roman and Amandina.
There was not enough Earth EP to pay for the Holy Sword Card, and it was useless even if it lost energy. The Wind Spirit Spider could be used, but at this distance, before he could summon the Wind Spirit Spider, his opponent would have already chopped him into pieces.
The hesitation only lasted for a moment.
Brando immediately lowered his center of gravity and suddenly leaped forward. He grabbed the Undead Terracotta captain's waist and slammed him down, causing the Undead Terracotta captain to lose his balance. Together with Brando, the two of them crashed into three rows of chairs. Brando's body was in so much pain that he felt like his bones were about to fall apart, but his mind was very clear. He immediately got up with the Undead Terracotta captain.
The Undead Terracotta captain grabbed its scythe.
Brando immediately grabbed the Elven Sword that had fallen to the side.
The Undead Terracotta captain seemed to be struggling to get up, but Brando was faster than it. He activated the Charge skill and rammed into the Undead Terracotta's chest. The power of ten times the speed was terrifying, and the Undead Terracotta captain that was close to a Silver-tier was sent flying in the opposite direction. At the last moment, the Undead Terracotta captain stabbed its scythe at Brando's shoulder.
[Wood Tenacity!] Brando shouted in his mind. His skin quickly turned into wood, but the Undead Terracotta captain's scythe had already broken through the layer of faint blue light around his body. It was the magic defense provided by the Conflicting Aura, and cut deep into his wooden skin.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Brando clenched his teeth to prevent himself from screaming, but he was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat. He threw the scythe on the ground, and looked at the Undead Terracotta captain that had fallen into the crowd. He did not dare to delay and immediately took out the Wind Spirit Spider card.
"Display, Card of Fate – Wind Spirit Spider."
A row of attributes immediately appeared in his vision:
Wind Spirit Spider: 8 HP, 4 MP, 1.9 Strength, 2.7 Dexterity, 1.0 Vitality. The last three stats were all '—'. Its attack method was Bite (basic damage 1-1). Its special ability was Incorporeal.
Incorporeal creatures can only deal one-third of the damage, so the Undead Terracotta captain that had lost its weapon would have a hard time killing the spider. But Brando knew that the Undead Terracotta captain was not only facing one Wind Spirit Spider.
There were 15 of them.
He pointed forward, and 15 large and small green whirlpools immediately appeared behind him. Spiders with half of their bodies made of whirlwinds shot out from the whirlpool. These little creatures were like rays of green light. After a few turns on the ground, they shot towards the Terracotta Captain who had just stood up.
One Wind Spirit Spider had the strength of 2 OZ, and although the strength of 15 spiders could not be simply accumulated, it was enough to stop the Undead Terracotta captain that was close to a Silver-tier in strength.
The spiders hung on its body and bit with all their might. The Undead Terracotta captain screamed in anger and threw the spiders on the ground, but its actions were futile. Because Brando had already grasped the opportunity.
While the Undead Terracotta captain was distracted by the Wind Spirit Spiders, he rushed forward and stabbed his sword into its chest. The terrifying Undead Terracotta captain wanted to resist at the last moment, but its movements were distorted by the spiders. In Brando's eyes, it was full of loopholes.
The sword pierced through the heart.
The Undead Terracotta captain screamed in dissatisfaction, and its vital parts were heavily injured, causing the Thorn of Light's [Purifying Flames] to deal four times the damage in an instant. Brando watched as the Undead Terracotta swayed and turned into a pile of ash gray armor in the pure flames.
700 EXP obtained.
He turned his head and saw Batom, The Shire, and Roen working together to fight against the two Undead Terracotta's attacks. Amandina had already pulled the Roman to another side to hide.
Then, a loud noise came from above the auction hall.
Brando raised his head and saw a black shadow falling from the box above and crashing to the ground. There was a moment of silence in that direction, and then a series of screams sounded.
"Sir Rosal!"
"Lord Martha, it's the vice captain of the Public Order Cavalry, Mister Rosal!"
"They killed him!"
Brando's heart tightened when he heard this. [It seems like these damned Undead Terracotta aren't here for me. Incirsta wants to attack the higher-ups of the Braggs. What is he trying to do? There is no record of such a thing in history.]
While he was puzzled, he suddenly saw the doors on the side of the trapezoidal 'theater' suddenly open. There were a total of five doors, and rows of white skeletons holding bows and arrows walked out from behind the doors.
The youth's eyes narrowed in an instant.
[So many Undead? What is the manager of the auction hall doing? What are the Public Order Cavalry doing? What are the Silver-winged Cavalry and the Public Order Cavalry doing?
How did they get in?]
Brando wanted to curse at this moment.
(PS: What a tragedy, because it's too painful to only have a small bowl of porridge for every meal, I couldn't help but eat a piece of squid and some rice. Now, I'm starting to rebel again. I don't know if it's the squid or the rice. I'm better off dead than alive. Everyone, please pay attention to your health.
In my pain, this is the only chapter for today. Please forgive me.
If you still want to ask for votes, I'm ashamed = _ _ =) (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!)
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