Just as Brando rushed out of the room, the skeleton in red armor behind him began to move. It struggled to turn half of its body, and its movements gradually became smooth.
At the same time, a few Wind Spirit Spiders crawled out of the ruins and returned to the young man. Brando found that there were four of them left, but two of them clearly indicated that they had found their respective targets. The Wind Spirit Spiders could speak the Wind Language of Toniru. Although Brando did not actually master the language, he seemed to be able to understand what they meant. The thing was not far from him.
(* Toniru is the place where the Wind Spirit King lived in Wohnde. Its full name is Toniru's Wind's End, or the Mountain of Storm's End. A large number of Wind Elementals gathered here, forming different tribes. Their language came from the ancient runic language family, the Wind Language, and was one of the few languages that still had magic power. Therefore, the Wind Language of Toniru was also a compulsory course for the Elementals, especially the Storm Envoys.)
This allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. But with the intelligence of these little creatures, they could not tell whether the magic item they found was the Elemental Revelation Scroll that he needed. Brando had to make the judgment himself.
There were two targets in total. One was about thirty meters away in the south, and the other was about fifty meters away in the west. Brando thought for a while. The possibility of the west leading to the exhibition room under the auction stage was higher. But the danger of going back the same way was self-evident. While thinking, he recalled two of the Wind Spirit Spiders, in case the card accidentally entered the tomb.
On the other side, two Soul Fires were reignited in the dark eye sockets of the undead.
Brando knew that he did not have much time, but his current situation was not good. The Thorn of Light was lost in the rubble, and he did not have time to find it. The Shire was also gone, and his right arm was almost broken. He still could not feel it. The Wind Spirit Spiders could not help much, and the Ring of the Wind Empress was still in a charging state.
The exhaustion of his magic power was accompanied by a faint sense of exhaustion, but fortunately, he still had more than half of his strength left, and his life was not lost.
He stood unsteadily on the walkway, his thoughts flashing like lightning. The cursed bolts could not help much against the undead, but perhaps there was another option, which was to break through the window on the second floor and go to the crowded street. However, this would not prevent the terrifying undead from continuing to pursue him. Life waves were extremely sensitive to the undead, and there was no way it could not find a person in a crowd. In particular, in the open, it was even less likely that he would escape from the Crusader's hands.
It wasn't that the Crusader Executioner didn't have any weaknesses, but the absolute difference in strength made him unable to do anything.
He could almost hear the sound of the undead behind him moving again. Brando shook his head to get rid of this thought and quickly moved forward along the corridor where broken walls could be seen everywhere. In just a short moment, this small auction house seemed to have encountered a storm. The previous competition had irreversibly changed the terrain here. However, he wasn't in the mood to care about that right now. As long as the Undead caught up to him, he wouldn't be able to run more than ten meters away.
"I need to think of a way."
He suddenly saw the remains of a skeleton soldier not far away, which should be his masterpiece not long ago. He had an idea.
Crack. The giant skeleton wearing blood-red armor had already walked out of the room with a battle axe in its hand. Its huge body was half-stooped, and its yellowish ribs were like bone swords inserted into its spine, surrounded by a burning flame in the middle. It was only wearing shoulder armor, a helmet, and a simple skirt armor because under the protection of its bones, its bone plates were stronger than ordinary metals after being tempered by the Power of Chaos.
It turned its head, and the empty corridor was silent. It was stunned for a moment. Previously, the Life Waves had told it that the weak human was moving along this corridor, but now, that feeling had become undetectable.
Brando lay flat next to the remains of the skeleton.
He gently exhaled and then held his breath. He tried to calm his heartbeat and slow his blood circulation as much as possible so that he wouldn't be too eye-catching in the Undead's eyes. As expected, the Crusader Executioner slowed down. The signs of Brendel's Life Force gradually weakened in its gray vision. It was a little doubtful, and the remaining cunning instincts made it slow down its steps.
It didn't want to fall into a trap.
However, it wasn't completely unable to see Brando, and the young man understood that.
He carefully removed the black steel sword from the skeleton soldier's claws, his movements slow and gentle. Brando felt that although his heartbeat was slow, every beat was very powerful. It was like a drum covered with leather, beating on his fragile nerves. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the huge skeleton inevitably came closer.
It was less than ten meters.
At this distance, if the General Guard of Madara attacked, Brando's head would be separated from his body. He couldn't help but turn his head once or twice, as if subconsciously making sure that his head was still on his neck.
The Undead took another step closer.
Brando could no longer remain calm. The game had trained him to be calm, but now he was gambling with his life. He glanced at the tall skeleton. The General Guard of Madara was known for its speed, ruthlessness, and slaughter throughout the battlefield. The giant axes in their hands were nearly four meters long, and when they hit with full force, they had more than twenty tons of force. Every time they fought on the battlefield, the humans had to pay ten or even a hundred times the price.
In the war records of Karsuk, the Necromancer used dozens of General Guards to disperse an entire infantry regiment of Erouine. On the frontline battlefield, these huge monsters were like moving iron towers in a chaotic battle. Terrifying legends about them could be found everywhere.
Of course, the humans also had those famous elite troops that could match them one-on-one.
But Brando hadn't reached that level yet.
When the Crusader Executioner's eyes fell on him, his heart couldn't help but beat faster. His blood began to circulate faster, and his life force seemed to become obvious again. The tall Undead paused for a moment, and a cold aura suddenly shrouded Brando's head.
It had seen through his trick.
But only a few seconds had passed.
Brando felt his forehead was cold. If he moved a little, he would be attacked, but even if he maintained this state, he wouldn't be able to hold on for more than a few seconds. He stared at his attribute interface, thinking that a few seconds wouldn't help at all. He needed more time, a little more. He suddenly made up his mind and rolled to the side.
The huge skeleton immediately reacted. It raised its battle axe, and the cold light reflected from the metal side hit Brando's face, making him pale. The gigantic monster was like a gray ghost. It moved more than ten meters in the blink of an eye. It swung its axe to the side and created a crack in the wall. The cold edge of the axe was like a plough plowing through bricks. The broken bricks and the wood embedded in the wall protruded outwards, forming a deep trench that was moving forward at a high speed.
The auction house was in an underground passage. The walls on both sides were reinforced, but under the abnormal strength of the Crusader Executioner, they were as fragile as a piece of tofu. It swung forward, and the wind pressure and the crack suddenly extended towards Brando. But the young man made a feint. He rolled to the side, and at the same time, he kicked hard on the ground and jumped in the opposite direction.
The huge skeleton's axe was destined to hit the ground, and with a loud bang, the stone floor cracked, and stone fragments flew everywhere. But Brando jumped between the legs of the huge undead. The Crusader Executioner let out a roar from its hollow neck. This was the scream of the soul, and it wanted to stab its feet with the axe. But Brando dodged left and right, and had already climbed up and grabbed its thigh bone. Every time the huge skeleton wanted to turn the axe, the long handle of the axe was stuck in the ceiling. In the blink of an eye, Brando had already dodged three attacks. It finally woke up and reached out to grab the cunning human.
Fifteen seconds.
Brando had held on for long enough.
When the huge skeleton of the Crusader Executioner grabbed downwards, Brando immediately lowered his head to avoid it. The moment his [Charge] skill entered cooldown, he activated it at the same time. In a flash, Brando had almost twice the agility of the monster. He rushed forward like a continuous shadow, and at the same time, he slashed the wall in front of him with a [Charge] skill.
Close to 20 OZ power bombarded the wall.
The black steel sword let out a cry and broke inch by inch. But the wall also caved in with a loud bang, and the bricks became crisscrossed. Brando threw away the sword and punched with his left hand, and the wall collapsed. He jumped into the wall, and as expected, it was the other side of the room. The Wind Spider Spirit had already gone through the sewer to wait for him here.
He was close to his target.
But the Crusader Executioner was even closer. Brando did not dare to be slow, and with the last bit of acceleration, he rushed out of the room like a meteor. Just as he left, the huge skeleton behind him roared and smashed through the wall. It shrieked and raised its head, its hands parting the broken wall, allowing the dust to fall and slide down the helmet. Then, with a loud bang, it squeezed in.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, started a chase in the narrow space. The auction house was very unlucky. The Crusader Executioner was like a human bulldozer, the wall between wood and stone could not withstand a single blow from its power of close to 50 OZ. As it moved forward, any wall would crumble into powder.
In just a moment, it passed through three walls. From the outside of the auction house, a part of the circular building had collapsed.
Brando anxiously calculated the distance, there were still two more rooms. He casually took out a dagger from his belt and threw it back, but the Crusader Executioner did not stop, and directly knocked it away. The sharp blade only left a white scratch on its bones. It raised its head, and what it faced was a Wind Spider Spirit, but the huge skeleton casually punched it into a green sauce.
Brando passed through another room.
The Crusader Executioner raised its axe for the second time, and this made the young man feel a chill down his spine. It seemed that there was not enough time.
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