Chapter 438 The mood of wielding a sword
Walking in the silent team, Raymond felt a little nervous, even though his companions around him were full of fighting spirit, and even though he knew that he had a glorious and sacred mission. , but his hands were still shaking uncontrollably.
[If that guy knew what I was doing, he would be very happy.]
He rubbed his nose uncomfortably, thinking of the guy who always liked to hold a handful of rust. The old man with his broken sword was in a daze, and his voice and snoring were alarmingly loud. He was one of the culprits who prevented him from becoming a great performer.
If the other two culprits were not his left hand and right hand respectively, Raymond felt that his resentment towards his father would have been even greater.
The bad old man has been an adventurer for most of his life. After he retired without any illness or disaster, he hopes that his only son will also become an adventurer in the future. For this reason, he even forcefully instills a lot of messy knowledge and arrangements into himself every day. Some unreasonable tortures called 'training' have no regard for the feelings of the persons involved.
After all, although young people have young ideas, Raymond, whose fists are far less big than his father, has never had a choice. Compared with half-dead from exhaustion after undergoing those messy physical training, he has no choice. He was willing to be repaired until he was half dead after going against his father's will, and then forced to train until he was 90% dead.
To be honest, Raymond, who had never seen his mother, doubted himself more than once when he was young. They were not biological. If he and Old Man Zao were not at least 80% similar in appearance, this suspicion might have persisted until now.
"You are a born adventurer, boy, you are destined to take over your father's sword!"
The old man always starts with this passage, while allowing himself to identify poisonous mushrooms, trying to make a fire with dead leaves and hands, looking for water sources in a certain wild forest, or wielding a sword to chop down a dummy, while plausibly saying: "Believe me, your extraordinary agility cannot help you find the melody, but it can help you find the melody." You will survive for half a second longer in the battle. The powerful power cannot sublimate noise into art, but at least it can smash the nose of any artist!”
And Raymond always retorted: "I don't want to fight, and I don't want to smash anyone's nose!"
And then get beaten.
In the end, this young man who was very passionate about music but very resistant to music failed to become a performer, even though Raymond had to work harder in music than he did with his father.
While practicing identifying harmful plants, he recited the music score in his mind.
When using the dummy for combat training, he waved the weapon according to the melody in his mind.
When he was forced to run with heavy loads every day, he accumulated his creative passion in the countryside and beside streams.
Finally one day, he signed up for the entrance examination of Panshu City's Silver Harp Academy without telling his father, and after the examiner gave the comment of 'a cow playing the piano', he pressed him to the ground. Got a beating.
From that moment on, Raymond finally discovered that the path of art was indeed not suitable for him, and that his father’s previous training could really play a lot of roles at critical moments, such as being guarded by the academy. When the whole city was searching for him.
That night, Raymond thought for a long time and finally decided to have a good talk with his father tomorrow to seriously discuss the feasibility of the adventurer's path.
“Perhaps this is not the path you want to take, but one day you will understand that there is a goal in front of you that allows you to abandon everything and fight for it, and there is a group of people around you who can make you feel at ease. What a blessing it is to have a partner behind the scenes.”
However, Raymond's father did not celebrate with joy the next day that he had finally achieved his goal. Instead, after a long silence, he sighed deeply: "Forgive me, son, I am a selfish father, so I Those things that have been lost but are still difficult to let go of are placed on you. No, they are imposed on you."
After hearing this, Raymond just remained silent and did not express any opinion on it.
One day half a year later, the old man squatted in front of his house holding his sword and fell asleep, and never woke up.
“Old liar!” Raymond, who was walking in the team with his head bowed, squeezed the rusty sword in his hand, shook his head to dispel the ugly old face in his mind, and muttered in a low voice: “If it weren’t for that The examiner learned from Zhizhangzi I chased him out in the courtyard and gave me back the two gold coins you bribed me with. I was really fooled by you."
"The enemy still arrived on the battlefield in thirty seconds. The first battle sequence was ready. Fight.”
A gentle and steady voice came from the front of the team. The young priest who always made people feel extremely friendly stopped, turned around and showed a very clean smile to everyone: "Although I should tell everyone at this moment, the goddess and You are all together, but she is old Li Wanji may not be able to come here, but I can at least guarantee that I will fight alongside you."
"Yes! Lord Heifan!"
Including Raymond. Within a few days, a total of 603 people agreed to the first battle sequence.
"Thank you."
The Black Van Priest of the Dawn Sect in front of him smiled. He single-handedly created the Misha County United Forces and eliminated the hidden dangers in the north like a prophet. He only used Central China was cleared in five days The commander-in-chief of the vast majority of mutants, who despite absolute disadvantage led everyone to gain a foothold in the hellish southern border of the world and indirectly saved countless people, nodded lightly: "Then I will entrust my life to you. ”
"Yes! Your Excellency Hei Fan!"
The ground was shaken, two times, three times.
Half a second later, a turbid torrent with no end in sight emerged from the Down the embankment from afar!
Those are nearly ten thousand crazy undead.
Raymond's hand holding the sword also trembled, even though he was nearly two meters tall, with explosive muscles, and he was promoted from an ordinary literary youth to an intermediate swordsman in just half a year. Master, but after all, his character is not suitable for being a warrior. Whether it is adventure or fighting, it is incompatible with this literary and artistic human youth. After all, he cannot abandon fear and ignore death.
[So, dead daddy, I am definitely not a natural risk taker. 】
Raymond took a deep breath, took a step forward timidly but firmly, and smiled to himself: "But I finally took over your sword."
The lizard shield warrior in front looked back at him and asked curiously: "Captain Raymond, what sword are you talking about?"
"It's nothing, pay attention to the front."
Raymond shrugged and smiled stiffly: "Try not to die."
The other party chuckled, and together with the other people standing at the front, they stuck their shields on the ground and said with a grin: "Haha, captain, don't worry, including the rotten flesh in front, no one within a hundred miles is afraid of death. "
[Look, old man, anyone is more suitable for this life-threatening job than your son. 】
Raymond muttered in his heart, and then said very sincerely: "I am quite afraid of death."
"Tsk, captain, you are driving again"
The lizard man warrior half-kneeling behind the tower shield made a face, but he was only halfway interrupted when he was loudly interrupted by the commander not far away.
"Dawn - the halo of piety is on, the front row is praying for healing, and we are ready to link the treatment."
The next moment, more than ten bright golden rays of light spread in the team. At the same time, at the front, The warrior holding the shield also quickly brightened up. A dozen Holy Knights of the Dawn Sect and dozens of clergymen at the back of the order, evenly arranged in the first battle sequence, loudly praised the goddess, and the blessing was completed the moment Mo Tan's words fell.
“Abundance—Thorn Armor in the front row, Blessing of Fortitude in the second echelon, Life Growth in the third echelon.”
The priests and priests of the Abundance Sect praised God. The trumpet spreads a soft glow.
"Mage - Fifteen meters ahead, prepare for a large-scale attack with magic."
The magic crystals flashing on the top of the staff were lit up, and the elements in the air began to stir rapidly.
"Left-wing thieves - Death Dust, hide, leave the team."
Dozens of slender figures pulled out the daggers or daggers from their waists with a 'swish' sound, and then neatly Sprinkling a cloud of gray dust on his body, he quietly left the group.
"Shaman - Earth-binding totem ten meters in front, front row and second and third echelon Stoneskin."
The most powerful shaman in the entire joint force raised his hands and closed his eyes to communicate with the spirit of the earth.
“Warlock, Summoner—Earthbound Totem location, low-level summoned creature.”
An imp burning with evil fire and a translucent aberration with no facial features emerged from the dimensional rift Or appear in the demonic circle and have a carnival around the earth-bound totem that just rose from the ground.
"Ranger - prepare for bound shooting, throw, three, two, one, release!"
The sound of strings can be heard everywhere.
Bang! ! !
The first mutant who stepped into the Earthbound Totem was hit by an arrow in the knee. As he fell to the ground with inertia, his neck was cut off from the side by a dagger that came out of nowhere.
For a mid-level thief, killing an enemy whose comprehensive strength is twice that of an ordinary person, who has zero perception and falls to the ground is as easy as breathing, and there is no effort to dodge his own attacks.
Wind blade tornadoes rising from the ground, flames flying from the sky, ice spikes flying out in all directions, arcane barrages appearing out of thin air, each spell was washed away and crushed in an instant. The death torrent of the Earth-bound Totem Formation caused casualties while slowing down the mutants.
Little success
But, that's to be expected.
An evil fire imp hugged the thigh closest to him while laughing hysterically, and then quickly expanded to three times its original size. It suddenly exploded with a muffled sound, and the radius was several All the mutants within the meter fell to the ground or flew into the air, and then the rest of the summoned creatures dispersed in a hurry, igniting all the magic and energy in their bodies, one after another, for this unstoppable torrent of death. Making ripples.
Ripples of flesh and blood.
"Front row shield guards, prepare for impact! You need to hold on for at least two minutes."
Mo Tan waved the cross in his hand and released a [Law Barrier] from afar, squeezing the opponent to death. The dozen or so mutants who were together were frozen in place, causing them to be trampled into carpets by the same kind behind them. They said in a deep voice: "The second echelon is ready to engage the enemy, attack freely!"
Raymond held the rusty long sword tightly in his hand, a layer of dark blue war energy burning like a flame appeared on his body, and large drops of sweat were left along his forehead.
Closer, closer, closer.
Bang! Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! !
Just when he could see clearly the face of one of the mutants that had lost most of its face, the lizard shield warrior in front of him had already flown out and hit Raymond hard at his feet. .
“The second echelon goes up and fills the gap!”
The sacred scripture in Mo Tan's hand automatically shot out two golden lights and quickly melted into the bodies of the lizard soldiers. However, he himself did not even look here, but just shouted loudly: "Freedom for all." To meet the attack, the enemy must not be allowed to penetrate here. The healers and assistants must protect their own safety, giving priority to the front row and the second and third echelons. The others should pay attention to self-protection and be careful of those who have already The right-wing thieves immediately called out the guy who broke in and killed him! "
Raymond, who had never seen such a large battle before, picked up the tower shield on the ground! He thrust the long sword in front of him fiercely and turned into a ball of green flames in his hand, cutting the two mutants into four pieces. However, it still could not prevent more monsters from seeping into the defense line from all directions.
Although the terrain in this section is quite narrow, there are too many mutants. Even if the shield bearer at the front does not fall, they can still step on the bodies of their own kind to cross the shield and pounce with their teeth and claws. To anyone who has the breath of life.
In a few breaths, Raymond, who was on the left side of the front row, was surrounded by seven or eight mutants. Although it was difficult for these mutants to cause any effective damage to him in a short period of time, their chaotic appearance His desperate offensive was still frightening. At the same time, the force coming from the tower shield was getting stronger and stronger. The mutants hitting it and the mutants hitting the mutants above were constantly creating pressure on him. The mid-level swordsman had the slightest chance to breathe.
If he hadn't been blessed with four or five beneficial spells or magic, and had been blessed by the shaman's stone skin technique, he would have been able to hold on for a few more minutes at most!
This is not Raymond’s own persistence, but the outermost line of defense in such a situation will only persist for a few more minutes. If this trend continues, then when the mutants rushing in reach After a certain number, the first layer of defense ceases to exist in name only.
If it fails so quickly, what will happen next?
The Requiem Plan completely failed, the coalition forces were slaughtered, and countless civilians in Misha County who had already seen hope suffered catastrophe.
Is this okay?
【Not good! 】
“Go back!”
Raymond casually caught a mutant’s throat, used it as a weapon, smashed it out of the shield, and put it directly on A small piece of monster then spun around and drew two cross sword lights, dividing the three undead who were trying to climb in from the edge of the shield into four.
I can finally understand a little bit what the old guy said back then.
Although I don’t feel that I am very lucky, the feeling of wanting to swing my sword even if I am shaking is not bad at all.
Chapter 435: The End
(End of this chapter)