Amber walked alone in front. Her steps were agile and light, and she obviously invested a lot of energy in the training of combat steps. She is the kind of extraordinary person who focuses on agility and explosive power. Like Valkyrie, once she grows up,
It can have astonishing lethality. Coupled with the professional knowledge, quick actions and dexterity of the witcher, Amber can easily escape even if she is ambushed.
Amber’s blond hair is so beautiful. Ah, what am I thinking about? The curve of this waist and hip is so wonderful...
Griffith raised his armored hand and gave himself two heavy blows to the face.
He led two small groups of militiamen behind Amber. Although they didn't have to stop to check traps from time to time, they still couldn't keep up with Amber's pace.
Not long after setting fire to the large tomb chamber with a bed crossbow, the attack of the living corpses collapsed. Although there were still some monsters wandering among the tombstones and dead trees in the distance, they would not be noticed as long as they did not get close to them.
Being attacked.
The two teams following Griffith were all selected volunteers, and they followed him all the way deep into the black mud-stained tombs. The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and all the joy and joyful emotions were swallowed up by the shadows, and the entire team fell into
In an unusual silence.
Griffith was carrying a throwing spear and a vanguard shield in his left hand. Seeing that Amber was about to disappear into the darkness and shadows ahead, he hurriedly followed up and told her to slow down.
When Amber heard the shouting, he realized that he had put some distance between himself and everyone, and hurriedly stopped his steps. At this time, the originally dense militia team was already sparse due to the different marching speeds.
There were unusual noises under the black mud that had not yet faded away.
Griffith instructed the militiamen to raise their shields and raise their spears outward: "Get ready, there are enemies."
Amber's perception is not sharp, about the same as Griffith's, but she is also aware of changes in the surrounding environment. She rotates her golden gauntlet to form a metal glove that integrates attack and defense.
Immediately afterwards, lightning and thunderous aura erupted from her whole body, and she charged like wind and fire.
Her swift steps completely ignored the obstruction of the black mud, and she swept across the battlefield as if she were treading on flat ground, then leaped into the sky after relaying on the nearby stone monument.
The darkness that shrouded the battlefield was suddenly dispersed by a strong light for two seconds. Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning fell to the ground, and a violent shock wave swept across, followed by a terrifying and huge roar.
“Boom!”
Griffith was almost knocked to the ground by the force of this thunderous storm. A large piece of black mud was lifted up, and a large group of living corpses, mud blocks, and gravels were hidden under the black mud and almost blended into the environment.
The dead wood burst together.
The shock wave carries bright and warm golden energy. Human beings hit by this power suddenly feel that they are wrapped in warmth and joy, but the living corpses cannot withstand this power, and they are broken into pieces after being hit.
At the core of the light, Amber was kneeling on one knee. When she slowly raised her head, Griffith found that her eyes had changed into golden vertical pupils.
Is this a magic eye or an extraordinary characteristic? Griffith was shocked.
He had seen Amber's strength during the Neopolis incident. This lady was the divine choice of storm and thunder. She could engage in earth-shattering confrontations with monsters that could destroy sequence 7 casters with bare hands, destroying a whole building.
It was dismantled.
Now it seems that her strength has become stronger.
Golden light and silver arcs rolled around Amber, and then turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the densest concentration of living corpses.
“Bang!”
Amber stopped under the impact, but the more than twenty living corpses she hit flew out like billiard balls. They were shattered during the flight and fell to the ground in pieces.
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As an elite among demon hunters, Amber's characteristics have strong restraint against dark creatures.
Griffith raised his sword and shouted to the militiamen: "Follow, let's go support the investigators!"
“Let’s go support her?!”
“She still needs support?”
All the militiamen looked at the would-be knight in surprise, and then at the blond girl who was roaring among the corpses like a god descending from the earth.
Griffith didn't give any answers. He grabbed the stunned soldiers, kicked their butts, and led them to charge into battle.
Amber’s aura is indeed amazing, but she is still Sequence 8.
Such powerful impact and lethality comes at the cost of overdrafting physical and mental strength. Amber cannot last long. This has nothing to do with talent, it is a simple issue of energy supply and output. Moreover, Amber also has a weakness.
, that is, her defense is too weak, she has no continuous shield or heavy armor, and ordinary living zombies may also hurt her.
Sure enough, after just a few seconds of rampage, the arc on Amber's body suddenly began to dim, flickering like a flame that was about to burn out.
Griffith rushed into the wave of skeletons and living corpses. He brandished his sword and shield, sweeping past like a strong wind. The sword blade struck the bones, making waves of mournful screams.
However, the Vanguard Shield worked very well. The solid shield knocked over the heads and torsos of living corpses and skeletons, and the mere impact caused them to fall apart.
Under his war cry, some of the city defense troops gradually got rid of their hesitation and fear, but it was still not enough to effectively counterattack.
Griffith put a strong ice shield on himself, then grabbed Amber who was about to charge and threw him into the militia team. He turned back and killed the living corpses. Those unarmed corpses used sharp weapons to
The claws and teeth attack, even if they smash the outer layer of ice, they cannot pose a real threat.
Griffith was alone in the zombie wave. He put away his long sword, condensed an ice war hammer in his hand and swung it.
The ice shield's defense was broken down little by little, and then exploded, knocking down scores of enemies. The militiamen immediately followed up and killed the living corpses.
However, more and more living corpses emerged from the nearby black mud. They wandered blindly on the ground for a while, and then attacked the living people.
It was fine at first, but after fighting for a while, the militia team began to waver obviously. They were forced back little by little, the team began to disintegrate, and even the weakest skeletons could not be killed.
Griffith fought while moving, trying hard not to be surrounded. However, there were too many undead creatures coming up. After all, the militiamen were too weak, and it was difficult to carry out high-intensity operations with them. However, they all
Once we got here, it would be a pity not to investigate the situation in the large tomb chamber.
“Retreat!” Griffith glanced at the large tomb not far away and shouted to the trainee investigator, “Amber, take everyone back to the car formation!”
“What about you?”
"I'll go in and do some reconnaissance. I have a way to escape!" Griffith raised his fists to everyone, turned around and rushed over.
…
Griffith rushed through the interception of living corpses alone. Under the protection of shield and heavy armor, he had extremely strong restraint against low-level undead creatures that could not break through the defense.
He was only a few dozen meters away from the tomb. Looking back, Amber had already led everyone to evacuate safely.
However, there are still many enemies ahead.
Griffith began to activate the power of the blood rune. The black mud under his feet actually maintained a similar frequency to the rune and condensed, forming a humanoid puppet and crawling out of the ground. At this moment, Griffith suddenly felt himself
There seems to be a stronger connection with the puppet than before, and the puppet's power seems to be stronger and more durable.
What's going on? Is it this weird environment or is the black mud strengthening the flesh puppet?
Griffith glanced at the newly born flesh puppet with great curiosity. The knowledge of this curse came from the Baron of the Vampire Tribe, which was closely related to blood, but also resonated with the black mud on the ground.
Griffith suddenly remembered that when he was at Raven's Port, his Blood Bat Storm was also disturbed, resulting in a far greater mental consumption and confusion than before.
In other words, the blood curse and this piece of black mud are related to the sealed object behind this vision?
However, Griffith did not feel this way during the Neopolis incident.
On the other hand, the appearance of Neopolis's sealed object was also very different from Raven's this time. This was the first time he saw a swamp-like thing like black mud.
An idea flashed through Griffith's mind. In addition to the call of the ancestor, there must be other factors affecting this time.
During the brief pause in his thinking, the flesh puppet had condensed into the outline of Griffith himself and started fighting with the living corpse.
Griffith pinched the dark blood cloak on his back. If the situation was critical, he could obtain a short-term invisibility effect. Then he turned his head and glanced at the tall and deep tomb behind him, which was shrouded in green light and low
There were no enemies in the screaming building.
After thinking about it for a while, Griffith immediately took action. He bent down and took advantage of the invisibility effect and the endless tombstones, dead trees, and gravel to grope towards the direction of the tomb.
As he got closer to the building, a weirder feeling came over him. When he entered the nearly ruined tomb, he heard waves of indescribable murmurs.
“Minos,” Griffith called in his heart, “what’s in that?”
Bone Ring Minos was silent for a long time before replying: "There is a powerful will extending here. This tomb is a clone of its existence and will.
“Minos has noticed that the uncharged Philosopher’s Stone you are holding has psychic characteristics similar to those of this building. It is recommended that you place it on Minos’ ring to try to resonate.”
Such a dangerous thing...
Griffith finally took out the red gem found in the ruins of the Whispering Forest and looked at it hesitantly.
The red stone is smooth and clear, like blood condensed.
"The psychic network here is slowly charging the red stone," Minos said. "If you are concerned, it is recommended to destroy or discard it, otherwise Minos will not be able to block the psychic energy after the red stone is charged.
ripple."
“What’s going on here?”
“Minos was unable to answer and lacked enough information. According to the known spiritual energy flow signals, special life substances are absorbing life vitality from living organisms, a small part is supplied to the army, and most of it is gathered and fused to form energy.”
“Where does the gathered energy go?”
"Energy is being transmitted through the earth's veins, and the destination cannot be identified," Minos replied. "Minos once again suggested fusing the red stone with Minos. Minos, who has the energy supplied by the red stone, will be able to actively unfold the runes.
, no need to consume your spiritual energy."
Griffith thought for a while and placed the small red stone on the bone ring.
At the moment when the two mysterious objects merged, he had a strange feeling, as if his will was extending and his spiritual realm had entered a new level, looking down at the earth like a god.
However, this feeling soon disappeared, leaving him feeling lost.