Chapter 22: This is the Warrior
Chapter 22 This is the Warrior
Haunted farm, outside the mine.
There were no miner’s tents here for a long time, only rags were left on the ground, broken bodies of blood servants and beasts were presented across the ground, and there were signs of an exchange of blows everywhere, as well as a deep dent in the ground.
The dent looked like a giant had gouged it out with his fingernails, but the bottom was soaked with blood.
A large vacuum appeared in the wheat field two hundred meters away from here.
The main players on the field were four silhouettes and a giant statue of blood in pitch-black armor.
Arthur fought one against three, and his opponents, besides Jiang Rou, were a man and a woman, two middle-aged handsome nobles with miserable white skin who didn’t look like living people.
The two were Dylan Gitil, the bottom boss from the Haunted Manor, and Selima Gitil, the penultimate boss.
The conspicuous blood golem was obviously summoned by them.
In addition, there was actually another person, the “Master Gardener” that Mr. Donald had brought with him.
That is, the Tree Herder.
Arthur is the most powerful man, not only one against three, but also rely on the flesh and blood and three-meter tall blood golem fight back and forth.
Unsurprisingly, the deep blood scar on the ground was plowed out by the Blood Golem with its face on the ground.
Its helmet had disappeared, and half of its wax-like cheeks were bloody, as if a chunk had been erased by a rubber eraser.
“A battle of this intensity is really not something I can engage in ……”
Heine sighed darkly as he watched from the straw stacks between the clearing and the mine.
He’d driven in from the eastern part of the farm, feeling his way through the fields, and there had been a number of sightings as he’d circled the mine, but none after killing them all.
This was now the “blind spot”, as the trio called it, the VIP viewing position.
The three skeletons were in the car when they arrived, discussing how to persuade him to go easy, and he was still a bit unconvinced.
But now he understands.
The enemies he faced in the previous battles were basically level 10 or below, first and second level elites, and they were undoubtedly all abusive games.
The only encounter that had any quality was the one with Jiang Lu.
But that battle was also simply defused because Mr. Xia completely saw through his opponent.
As for the “level 10 or higher Transcendent battle” that the three of them were talking about, that was the norm for Transcendents in this world.
It can even be said to be the beginning.
The two copy bosses kept releasing ghostly green and pitch-black energy blasts that slammed into Arthur, and every time the latter tried to break through and wring the caster’s neck, he was blocked by the blood golem.
The latter was like a shield in front of the caster’s fragile body.
The reddish-brown vines on the ground did not stop twisting and thrashing, and the fluttering leaves rained down on Arthur, but he could not find where the Tree Shepherd was.
Jiang Lu’s figure constantly appeared behind Arthur, daggers like a snake pointing at him, every time the opponent’s counterattack plus body before they have disappeared far away, flexible like a hummingbird.
Everyone was performing.
Only Arthur was being beaten.
Constantly beaten.
He was like a bruised gyroscope, spinning but not falling, wounded but not dying.
This was the norm in the profession of a warrior.
The only way to deal with all attacks was to simply block, parry, and dodge.
If none of them worked, then they would receive it with their face and carry it with their body!
Charge! Get knocked back.
Charge again! Repulsed again.
His armor seemed as if two plates of iron were simply sewn together, revealing his muscular arms, and his entire body seemed like a statue made of steel.
Now the statue was full of wounds, and the blood that was splashed all became a bloody light bathed around his body, even his armor was stained with a tint of blood.
But his spirit was clearly exhilarated, and it was getting more and more exhilarated.
Mr. Xia lamented, “Although we always make fun of Warrior Brother, but Warrior Brother is a real man when he fights, it’s not even up to his residual blood, the greater the residual the more vigorous.”
Mr. Sa agreed: “Indeed …… warrior players large area reroll (change occupation) and the forum insult warrior trend can not say who first and who after, mutual cause and effect, this game public opinion seems to have been so, not T0 can not play.”
Catch the sheep: “is not entirely public opinion factors, but also and warrior functionality single, playing method simple related, and other occupations compared to him, he is too vegetarian.”
Mr. Sa was shocked, “Sheep has played a warrior?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Then why did you delete your number and retrain later?”
“No, I didn’t delete my number.” Sheep Catchers spoke in an odd tone, “I triggered too many virtue effects, and the holy light automatically added to it.”
General Sa was even more shocked, “The knight on the forum who posted at level 14 asking how to get to the Scarlet Dawn headquarters was you?”
“Ugh, it’s me.”
“And then it was buddy me who took him there.” Mr. Xia said.
“Hoping that’s how you guys met ……”
Mr. Sa quickly settled into the daily rhythm of the two.
After confirming that Arthur was free of worry for a while and didn’t need his meager help, Heine took the idle chattering trio into the mine.
From the outside this looked as if it was a silent but taciturn foursome.
But in fact, the three people chatting flying. Just as soon as they came down, however, Heine felt something was wrong.
Every breath of air he inhaled choked him like it was spiked with chili noodles and he couldn’t open his eyes.
He hurriedly called out to the three skeletons and looked at them.
“Strange, you guys are fine?”
He carefully examined the three and didn’t find a single problem.
Mr. Sa: “What’s wrong with him?”
Catch the Goat: “Energy neutralization, I guess, the first time he inhaled so much holy light, he has to get used to it, the concentration is too high here.”
“Why are the three of us fine?” Mr. Xia asked.
That question killed the game.
It’s who knows. ……
So Heine didn’t need to worry much.
All he needed to know was that Holy Light couldn’t hurt his undead minions.
Inside the mine, there were many different paths, and while Heine was debating which one to take, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from below.
The four of them hurriedly took cover.
Only to see a guard wearing Sa General’s same type of standardized light chain armor running out holding a broken arm.
He stumbled as he ran himself, but kept making motions to assist the air, holding the broken arm tightly in his other hand.
“This is under an illusion spell, isn’t it?” Teacher Xia wondered, “How come the third boss came out as well?”
Mr. Sa: “Then wouldn’t all but number one come out?”
Mr. Xia: “Nonsense, number one is the ‘door’ ah, you can’t come out with the door on, right?”
Heine heard the clues and hurriedly asked Catching Goat to stop the other party.
Who knows that the guard knelt down as soon as he saw Goat Catch Cuckoo Fork.
He hugged Sheep’s leg, “Lord Arthur, Lord Arthur! There’s a huge beast down here, the size of a small mountain, go, run, it’s too late!”
Catch the Goat: “Ah this …… What shall I say?”
Mr. Xia: “Don’t think, you are dumb.”
“Oh right.”
In a hurry, Heine went up and kicked the other over:
“Useless thing, let your companion wait here while you show Lord Arthur the way!”
The guard’s face was full of horror: “Lord Arthur, I can’t, I ……”
Heine had Catch the Goat raise his Bone Chopper and point it squarely into the air next to his opponent.
“If you don’t lead the way, we’ll kill her!”
“Don’t hurt her! I’ll lead the way!”
The guard climbed to his feet with a grunt and set the severed arm carefully aside.
He stood up, suddenly with a coy expression, then turned and hugged the air, still holding his face up.
It seemed like someone was kissing him goodbye ……
And he stuck his tongue out?
Mr. Sa: “Fuck, I can’t hold it together, this dude’s hallucinating too badly, right?”
“Doesn’t he think it’s weird that there’s a lover present in this setting?”
Catch the Goat: “There’s one thing about hallucinations, they make you think everything is fantastic and plausible, is it still called a hallucination if you can’t even do that?”
“That’s true ……”
The lover’s kiss gave the soldier enough courage, and this guard led the four into the mine tunnel.
All the way down, passing through three or four forks in the road, but this guy did not even think about it, all the way never stopped.
The more decisive he was the less worried Heine was, which meant he actually remembered the way.
Maybe there weren’t that many options in the hallucination, and this was the only way.
The colder the hellhole got, the walls gradually stained with white frost and dried weeds actually appeared on the ground.
When I turned through a narrow tunnel, it finally opened up in front of me.
This seemed to be a campsite, the ground was uncharacteristically covered with yellowish grass stems, and in the center was a topsy-turvy, earth-colored pipe.
It was impossible to tell what it was made of, but it was surrounded by a wooden frame.
The ground around it was covered with tents and straw mats, as well as straw for warmth.
A number of people dressed as miners were not so much lying on them as bodies being casually discarded.
They were obviously dead through and through.
In front of the pipe stood an old man in alchemy robes.
The first thing he did was look at Heine, and Heine looked back at him.
The two men’s eyes met without any warning.
“Do it! Free action!”
Almost at the same time as Heine gave the order, a Demon Breaker Arrow sped out.
(End of chapter)