Chapter 3

Act III Undead ()

"Brando, Brando?"

Roman slapped his arm aside, while Sophie was immersed in checking his attributes, and the power was only 1 level. He couldn't help but curse the npc for no human rights, knowing that a skull also has 1.5 power.

All numerical units on attributes are oz, short for the ancient word oauth, which is called energy level. The strength of one energy level refers to the ability to lift a weight of about 50 kilograms, and the punching power does not exceed 150 kilograms, which is equivalent to the strength of an adult man.

At the beginning, the basic attributes of the player in the game were two levels of power, two levels of dexterity, two levels of physique, and 1.5 levels of intelligence, will, and perception, which is about twice the average person. ; And absolute power-the so-called combat power is about 5, indicating that there is no problem in dealing with 5 ordinary people at the same time.

Brando is still a militia who has been training for several months. The attribute gap is also so large. Although the player is a hero attribute, it is not so outrageous.

Previously, he had always wanted to talk about the player's heroic start, but the combat power was almost the same as two skeletons. I did not expect to switch to Brando's angle now, and found out that the previous player was really a hero template enveloped by the protagonist's halo.

The thought that I might not even be able to beat a skeleton, could not help but feel sad.

Sophie touched her arm, and the pale green figure was naughty in his retina. He found that this world is somewhat different from the world he knows. In the game, the bandage should restore 1 life in one minute. It is said that the civilian life at 6:00 can be restored in 6 minutes as before, but there are several here. day.

This is not a good sign.

Fortunately, the usage of skills is basically the same. As long as he thinks back to the "basic knowledge" obtained from the identity of a civilian, he can recall some common knowledge about the world. Recalling the 'military organization' obtained from the identity of the militia, one can recall common sense about the military formation of Eruin.

Although there are some differences, this knowledge seems to exist directly in his true memory. Like swordsmanship, he can clearly feel that after a few months of training, bit by bit in his every instinct. For example, when you are attacking, what position should you focus on, what should you pay attention to under your feet, where is your sword—the enemy's sword is there again, and what is the intention of the attack.

But in the game, the system will only give out a few approximate sword-out routes before you attack, and then assist you to modify your shots during the attack. Here you do n’t need to know why, just need to know it .

Although some experienced players will have some of their own experience, but still rely on the assistance of the system, so you will not see in the reality one by one game house to become a master of swordsmanship and fighting.

There are some shortcuts that cannot be taken.

Sophie couldn't help shaking her hand. The feeling of mastering herself was particularly good. Rather than being stiff in the game, the memory she has here is more like a part of herself, and she can use it as she wants.

Of course, while thinking about it, Roman turned back alertly as soon as Roman grabbed his arm. His ears moved slightly, and he had heard the subtle sounds coming from outside the room.

"Brando, do you hear me?" Miss Merchant whispered behind him.

Sophie nodded, and there was a row of Kaka footsteps outside, and there were a lot of them. He was startled, and immediately guessed that the pioneer of the Madara army must have arrived. He made a low gesture and immediately pulled Roman back.

Madara's pioneer came faster than expected. At this moment, the countryside of Elson-Golan is still in a dream, and no one would expect the next calamity.

Except himself.

The urgency of time made Sophie frowned. He took Miss Merchant into the room at the south end, and closed the door gently with his backhand. The dust in the room made the two men cough and muffle-it was a guest room that hadn't been used for a long time, but he knew from the windows here that he could safely monitor everything that happened inside the manor.

Sophie walked to the window, gently wiped off the dust and raised the curtains—

"Where do these things come from, do you know, Brando?" The girl pulled back her hand without a trace, asking curiously.

"This is Madara's army. The war broke out." As he answered, he carefully looked outside: Sure enough, Madara's pioneer, Sophie couldn't help but take a breath, the manor central station A black soldier was pressing against the black. He counted three squads, for a total of forty-five, a dark red spot jumping in the dark. On the side there were three corpses witches controlling the low-level undead-their classic shape was a skeleton wearing a robe, holding a bone stick, and patrolling these lower Madara soldiers with green phosphorous eyes flashing.

Brando's grandfather's old house sits on a hill not far from Butch, overlooking the village. This is more like a small manor around the village. Originally there were five or six households, but later they moved away, leaving only Roman and her aunt.

The girl took a soft breath in the dark.

"Where's Aunt Jenny?"

"Aunt she has gone to a nearby town and will not be back for a week."

Sophie couldn't help turning her head and glanced at each other. In the darkness, he only saw a pair of bright eyes, but he flashed an inexplicable light.

"Aren't you afraid?" He couldn't help asking.

"I don't know," Miss Merchant replied, and she looked up: "But my heart was beating, it seemed very exciting."

Sophie is speechless. The thinking of this young lady is indeed quite different from that of ordinary people. But some people are born to take risks, maybe Roman is just such a person.

He pretended not to put his gaze back on the window glass-the sights of those corpses had not swept in this direction, so Sophie could continue to watch with confidence-there was a shadow in a distant forest, presumably that There should be many enemies in the direction.

A rough estimate is that Madara's advance team is over one hundred, which is not a small number. There must be a necromancer apprentice behind such a large-scale troop secretly manipulating it in the back, which in his opinion is really bad news.

In the game, Madara's Undead Wizard apprentice is approximately equal to a tenth-level player level, and even seven or eight well-trained adult men (military or militia) are not opponents of each other, let alone him and Roman still has only two people, and the other side has a large army.

Sophie couldn't help but tap her finger on the windowsill.

The security team on Butch rushed here for at least five minutes, which means that if they encountered an enemy, they had to stand by themselves for at least five minutes before they could wait for reinforcements.

This must be the case when Butch found that he was attacked here.

How can I remind there?

He couldn't help feeling a little distressed for a while. The best way is to set fire. Bright fire and smoke can travel far away in the night, and fire is an obvious warning for people and animals. Can you set fire, how to set fire is still a problem?

"Brando? Will we die?"

"Hard to say."

The dark room was silent.

There was a deep darkness in the darkness, and only the cold moonlight sprinkled in from the corner of the window reflected a silver path in the dark room.

Sophie thought for a moment, and was about to lower the curtains and calm down to think about a way to get away, but at this time a conversation came from the outside:

"Where is the body of the poor worm? Take him out and show me. Doesn't the intelligence say that there are only two women living in the manor?"

The first was a young man's voice, but it seemed a bit cold and sharp.

The next voice seemed rusty and old, screaming like broken dry wood: "It's just a poor, unfortunate worm, master."

This conversation made Sophie's heart tight, and he looked out again, and soon found the source of those two sounds in the shadow of a big tree: there, a guy in a large black robe was talking with The corpses of his men questioned.

Sophie's gaze quickly fell on the opponent's cuff. He faintly saw only a circle of gray bone patterns, which proved that the opponent was indeed an undead wizard apprentice.

He was not wrong.

"... Remember, I don't need your opinion, you just have to do what you want." The wizard, who was covered in a black robe, stopped suddenly and looked up at Sophie.

Sophie jumped in her heart and immediately lowered the curtains. Misfortune, he thought for a moment that he was a senior soldier of more than 130 levels, completely forgetting the other party's perception and the level of his secret breath was much higher.

It wouldn't be discovered immediately, but it must have caused the suspicion of the other party.

Sure enough, he immediately heard the guy saying outside: "Okay, let's do it. I feel there is a living person in that house. You give me more care. I have been wondering these days that the other party has noticed our plan. —— "

After that, as soon as the other party noticed that Brando's corpse was missing, he would take action immediately, and Su Fei's mind suddenly changed. He immediately thought of the door behind the kitchen, but Elson-Golan was a natural ranch, and there was no place to hide in the vicinity.

There is a grove of trees under the hillside, but there is a **** of more than 100 meters without shelter. What should I do?

"Brando?" Miss Merchant looked at him with a questioning look.

"Come with me." Sophie gritted her teeth and took one step at a time.

He opened the door. It happened that a corpse witch and two skeleton soldiers walked in from the door in the hall below. The corpse witch in a woven robe also spotted him and Romain the first time--the undead immediately raised the bone stick in his hand. , But Sophie reacted faster than it did-the young man raised his right hand without hesitation and pointed at the other with the ring on his index finger: "oss!"

He can only pray now that the ring is still useful--

Fortunately, Sophie immediately felt that the ring was slightly warm, the air in front of it seemed to swell up suddenly, and then a bang.

As if a hurricane swept by, the corpse woke up with the two skeleton soldiers around it and the door of the mansion shattered together. Numerous sawdust, stones and bone fragments swelled outward in an instant, and then fell down one after another. Like countless butterflies flying in the sky.

At the moment of the explosion, five golden light spots flew from the corpses of the corpse witch and the skeleton soldier, and then quickly integrated into Sophie's chest. All this happened in the blink of an eye, not even the young man himself. aware.

However, after the blast, only a large outward radioactive pattern remained on the ground.

Everything calmed down, and Sophie was surprised. In the game, the wind bullet caused 30 points of air damage. It was more than enough to kill the lower-level corpses and skeleton soldiers, but the expression was not so exaggerated?

A huge hole appeared on the gate of the old house, which was his grandfather's estate, but Sophie had no idea at this moment, and he immediately reacted that he would run away.

"Brando, you are a wizard!" Roman called in surprise.

"No, I'll explain it to you later." He took a breath, rushed to the other side and rushed down. The kitchen was on the first floor, and he had to get there before the other side reacted.

"Wait, Brando, I can't keep up with you ...!"

"Be careful, we are going downstairs!"

"what!"

The sudden explosion caused the skeletons on the outside to turn around, but they lacked wisdom, but only instinctively reacted to the sound. So they stood still, passively waiting for the witch's order.

The green phosphorous fire in the corpse's eyes suddenly jumped, and immediately lifted the bone stick, a flash of flame flashed on the head.

"Don't use fire, you idiot!" The wizard in the black robe suddenly appeared, holding down his bone stick, scolding his teeth. The previous explosion may have caught the attention of the Butch people. At this time, the recurrence of the fire will only remind the humans in the village.

He immediately turned around and pointed to the room: "Soldier, grab those two guys!"

With a bang, the skeleton soldiers pulled out their long swords uniformly, and then poured into the house.

Sophie had already rushed down the stairs at this time. He saw the skeletons coming from the outside, countless red dots in the dark, and couldn't help scalp. But he is not a senior warrior with more than one hundred levels, and the ring in his hand is also in a state of being charged. At this time, he has only scratched his head.

Once they are entangled with these skeletons, I am afraid that they will be chopped into meat sauce ...

"It's not a single disaster." Sophie couldn't help but feel helpless.

The chest hurt badly, but he still arrived ahead of the skeleton soldiers to reach the kitchen. The young man immediately closed the door with his backhand, and he could not breathe a sigh of relief, puncturing several sharp swords.

Fortunately, he closed his hands quickly, otherwise he would be nailed to the door panel.

"It's dangerous!" Sophie's heart pounded. He looked around. The other side of the kitchen was the exit, but he knew he couldn't leave like this-he had to find a way to warn Butch. Only then could he save himself Life.

Also, fire can block low-level undead.

"Brando?" Miss Merchant bent over and panted, she couldn't help raising her head to look at the other side. She had never seen Brando so decisive and brave, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Miss Roman, come and guard the door." Sophie didn't bother to explain at this time, he had to hurry every minute.

‘嚓, 嚓, 嚓 ——’

Skeleton soldiers started to attack the wooden door of the kitchen on that side. This door was not originally prepared for defense. Soon a few openings were opened.

"Me?" Roman blinked.

"Well, give me some time."

"What are you doing?" The merchant girl asked curiously.

"I have to find a way to remind people in the village that this is Madara's undead army, and we must warn others." Sophie tried to calm herself, and he rummaged around while searching for flint.

He remembered where it was?

"Well, okay, I'll come." Romain immediately walked over to stand between Sophie and the gate.

"no problem?"

"Of course." The merchant girl raised the masonry hammer in Yang's hand, taking for granted: "I will do my best, but I will become a big businessman in the future!"

Sophie stopped, looked at her, and couldn't help nodding.

"You will, Miss Roman."

"Well, Brando."