The hideous-looking gargoyle stood nearly two meters tall, and its demon-like wings were more than five meters tall even if they were half-retracted, and it flew into almost the entire space, and the violent air currents swept across his face, and Brando breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately found that he had no room to avoid at all.

He immediately raised his right hand and shouted with all his might, "Oss! ”

A beep -

The air in the narrow space swelled forward with a screech, thump, thump, and the shimmering crystal embedded in the tomb wall exploded with a thud - a swirling wind bomb struck the winged beast head-on, and the knife-like air flow slammed into the surface of the monster's iron, scattering and crumbling, but the gargoyle also half of his body folded backwards, flying back like a kite with a broken string.

In the distance, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and smoke and dust flew in the corridor.

Brando coughed in the smoke, grabbed his sword, and rushed forward. The experience in the game told him that gargoyles have 60 health, which is not something that can be solved lightly with a single bullet.

Sure enough, behind the smoke and dust, he found the badly wounded gargoyle, half of its wings completely shattered, and from it flowed a new blue liquid that flowed into the ground in a string of bright threads. The monster opened its mouth and let out a series of screams at Brando, its other paw hanging limply, appearing to be wounded.

Take advantage of its illness and kill it!

Brando didn't think about it, he stepped forward and slashed with his arms and slashed with all the strength of his body, and the first sword slashed at the monster's chest with a bang, and the opponent was caught off guard and took a step back.

The second sword followed the first, but the gargoyle who reacted spread its wings and surrounded itself, and the long sword pulled a bright spark on the surface of the wing, which was as hard as iron.

After exhausting all his strength, Brando only felt that all the wounds on his body were about to burst open. He wasn't discouraged, though, as the previous attack was designed to force the gargoyle into a defensive state - and this was an opportunity for Brando to get around the monster.

But the gargoyle screamed, and the power of the four energy levels was like a mountain and a sea of wings. Brando's sword flew out of his hand - Roman's sword slammed into the tomb wall and sparked a few sparks far away on the other side of the corridor.

And he himself was thrown against the wall on the other side, and he snorted, and his whole body almost fell apart. The only thing that remained clear was his mind: Brando suddenly realized that the monster's accident had brought him close to Gillander's tomb.

The thought cleared his mind like a tranquilizer and made him understand what he was supposed to do. He shouted to regain his strength, struggled to his feet with the sharp pain that was about to fall apart, and ran in that direction.

Gargoyles are mechanical creatures that usually act as tomb guards in such places, so there must be something to command them. That's right, the Gargoyle Talisman!

Don't miss the opportunity, and never miss it.

The light in front of us has become brighter and brighter, and the soft white light is so warm that it seems to soak into the soul and calm people. But Brando's heart was still pounding, and he only had a few seconds to live, and it was up to him to make or break it.

But he immediately heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the air behind him, and the young man's heart tightened, and the experience of a hundred battles prompted him to subconsciously jump forward, but it was still a second too late. Brando felt his ankles tighten in mid-air - the cold gargoyle reached out and grabbed his feet with its long claws, dragging him back.

Brando fell heavily to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and it wasn't like he hadn't experienced anything worse in the game. But he is not as urgent as he is at this moment, failure is death, what should he do?

There are still ten seconds left in the indomitable talent, do you want to gamble? The thought came into his heart like a ray of light.

He gritted his teeth and turned over, raised his right hand again as if blessed to his heart, and aimed the gargoyle with the ring that glittered with cold light on his index finger.

Eight seconds.

The gargoyle's green eyes showed a hint of fear, and it flew backwards with a scream, subconsciously letting go of the claws that were clasping Brando. Buga's wizard craftsmen are undoubtedly the smartest people in the world, and the war creatures they create are powerful and cunning, but Brando is taking advantage of this at this moment-

Wisdom is like a double-edged sword, or an apple hanging from a tree that tempts people to fall. However, once a creature is intelligent, it knows how to think, to fear, and to protect itself.

Just like at this moment.

Brando gasped for air, he closed his eyes, and a sense of happiness for the rest of his life made him shudder. But our protagonist understands that he can't relax, and his time is short.

Six seconds.

The young man almost used willpower to support himself and turn over again. He crawled to the sacredly aura-filled burial chamber, and the first thing he saw was the sword that was displayed on top of the sarcophagus: the Thorn of Light. But he doesn't care about that now, he's looking for something else.

Three seconds.

His eyes were fixed on a tomb on the left, the second floor, the second compartment, and he tore open the cobwebs on it and reached into it - he took out the bottle as a swarm of bugs crawled out.

A custom twelve-gauge flask made by the temple with a flame marking. Brando rolled over and couldn't help but hold the bottle to his chest, and he breathed heavily, as if trying to feel the blessing with all his might.

There was still a last moment, and the sound of a pounding heartbeat reminded him. Brando almost shuddered and uncorked the bottle, then tilted his head back and poured all the liquid that swayed inside into his mouth. At first, a bitter taste filled his taste buds, but this taste was so pure that our protagonist couldn't help but praise the gods in his heart.

No. 7 Holy Water (16Oz), in the year of the flowers, the white-robed priest Tamara ordered the creation of this type of holy water to cope with the increasing consumption on the front line. It is an alternative to Holy Water No. 5 and restores 25 health, but only has an effect on non-critical damage.

Brando remembers that this thing is the biggest road in the game.

The holy water took effect immediately, and the first abrasions on the limbs were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Then there was the sword wound, and the crispy itching effect lasted for several minutes before stopping. Brando tried to take a breath, and immediately noticed that the feeling of not breathing well was completely gone.

He opened his eyes and saw that the gargoyle outside had not been chasing after him for a long time, and it certainly wouldn't be because it was afraid of the Wind Queen's Ring to this point. Brando guessed that it must be because the monster couldn't enter the tomb at all, and as a veteran of the game, he knew that many of these knights' tombs had sacred enchantments that could not be desecrated by evil creatures.

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat up to examine his injuries.

Approximately the only wound left was the sword that Brando had received at the earliest, and since it was a fatal wound to the heart, the effect of the Seven Holy Water was very limited.

But it was also completely enough, and Brando got up from the ground, and he couldn't help but want to scream in excitement. It was almost the best moment since he came into this world, there was no pain, the weak state was gone, and the body could be called upon at will. The young man couldn't help but let out a long breath, and his heart stirred for a long time - Martha was on top, and he couldn't even believe that he had survived in such a difficult state.

What a pride, what an honor.

He clenched his fists, and it was only with great difficulty that he calmed down his ups and downs. Because he remembered Freya and Essen, it was time to go and realize the next plan.

Before that, of course, he looked back and his gaze fell on the glittering sword on the sarcophagus, the Thorn of Light. The blade-shaped sword is not common in the human world, as it is an elven sword.

Brando looked up along the gauntlet woven with silver wire, and sure enough, he saw the two rows of slender elven inscriptions on the sword:

'The sword is born of the light, and all the enemies are terrified-'

He hadn't seen it before, but he knew its name. Legend has it that the Thorn of Glory is a nineteenth-level ancient sword, which is not only extremely sharp in itself, but also allows the bearer to increase its strength, will, and constitution by 1 energy level. What is the concept of increasing strength and constitution by 1 energy level at a low level - this is equivalent to saying that if Brando uses it, his strength and constitution will be directly increased by twice that of ordinary people.

And most importantly, some people have seen the Thorn of Clarity in the game and has the ability to detect the undead that many people dream of, as long as the undead are close to the sword, it will emit a clear light, which is also the source of its name.

Brando looked at the sword and sighed a little, the elves in the game made a total of seventeen swords of the same type, but most of them were collected and destroyed by the dark lords of Madala at the end of the First Age, and in the end only three were left.

That's one of them.

He reached out and grasped the hilt of his sword, and a force immediately melted into his body. He felt himself stronger and his arms lighter, but before Brando could appreciate the change, a sensation had already crossed his mind:

"Young man, you want to inherit the path below—?"

Ha?

Brando's brow jumped, and he immediately realized what it was. Proof of employment! This is proof of inauguration! The certificate of inauguration is not rare in the game, but it is what he desperately needs at the moment. It's just that Brando didn't expect that the certificate of inauguration provided by the Templar Guillant turned out to be a mercenary, not a knight of the church, or even a knight, what is the situation?

"If you find a certificate of employment for the profession 'mercenary', you need to spend 2 points of experience to upgrade to level 1, do you want to find a job?"

Of course, although not a knight, but a mercenary is not bad. At least it's much better than the militia, isn't it?

"Inauguration—"

On his retina, a line of small print lit up.

Mercenary [Charge (― Class)]

Charge, launch a surprise attack on the enemy, increase the burst speed by ten times, cool down for one minute, and cannot be activated in a weakened state. Brando's ability to recite the effect of this skill almost with his eyes closed was all too familiar to him, because this was the initial built-in skill of the warrior class.

Is this fate?

Brando clenched his fists—his eyes wandered around the chamber, he had no interest in the belongings of the dead—he was looking for holy water from the tomb to ward off evil spirits, too precious to save lives at a critical moment. But at last the young man's gaze froze, resting on a small ebony gargoyle.

It was a statue.

It's this thing!

Brando's heart was shocked, this is the gargoyle talisman, which is the key to controlling the gargoyle. He immediately picked up the amulet, and if he could control a gargoyle, it would be a great surprise, and it would even be the biggest gain of the trip.

But it was at this time that the tomb shook violently, and the ceiling was covered with mud and sand. Brando turned around and heard an explosion coming from far outside.

It's the ranch direction!

He was shocked.

What happened to Freya and Essen? There was only one possibility that could come to mind in Brando's mind, and he couldn't wait to grab two bottles of inferior Nine Holy Water, wrap them in blood-stained clothes, and then eagerly return from the tomb.

However, in his urgency, he didn't notice that under the holy water he swept away, a piece of paper fell lightly.

As soon as Brando rushed out, he ran into the gargoyle head-on, but this time he was holding the gargoyle amulet, and the monster didn't dare to make a mistake, so he obediently stood aside and acted as a statue. Brando felt a pity in his heart, this kind of control talisman still needs a password, otherwise he can take this gargoyle out now - don't look at the two corpse witches in Qingcun, but there is no place for them to stand in front of the level 23 gargoyles.

For no other reason, mechanical gargoyles don't eat rot at all.

The young man ran out of the tomb in three steps and two steps, but before he could breathe, a strong wind suddenly hit in the darkness.

……

(PS. Thank you for your support, finally on the home page.) The second is more available to everyone, and the third is at 6 p.m. Everyone sees that I am so powerful, do you dare to support it a little more?

Fate was divided before my eyes into two unrelated straight lines, one leading to palaces and cities burning in flames, where kingdoms were overturned, and the earth was tormented in the fires, and in which the living beings were tormented and eternally darkened.

And the other leads to the top of the ancient kings, and the gods themselves crown me in the clouds, and I take the laurel crown and bathe in the mountains. My eyes see through the mists of history, my knights open my borders for me, and my swords lead my people to victory.

I take the scepter, I hold the power of the world in my hands, I look down on all people, and change the course of history.

I'm Brando, King of Vajnd, and this is my legend.

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