Amber walked ahead alone. Her steps were agile and light, and she had obviously put a lot of effort into training her combat steps. She is the kind of Beyonder whose growth path focuses on agility and explosive power. Like Valkyrie, she can possess astonishing lethality once she grows up. Coupled with the witcher's professional knowledge, quick actions, and dexterity, 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 her waist and hips is so wonderful...
Griffith raised his armored hand and hit his face hard twice.
He walked behind Amber with two squads of militiamen. Even though they didn't have to stop every now and then to check the traps, they still couldn't keep up with Amber's pace.
Soon after setting fire to the large tomb chamber with a bed crossbow, the attack of the living corpses collapsed. Although there are still some monsters wandering among the tombstones and dead trees in the distance, they will not be noticed or attacked as long as you do not get close to them.
The two teams following Griffith were all selected volunteers and followed him all the way deep into the black mud-stained tombs. The sky was shrouded in clouds, all joy and joyful emotions were swallowed up by the shadows, and the entire team fell into an unusual silence.
Griffith was carrying a throwing gun 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, she realized that she had put some distance between herself and everyone, and hurriedly stopped. At this time, the originally dense militia squad had become sparse due to different marching speeds.
There was an unusual noise under the black mud that had not yet faded away.
Griffith instructed the militiamen to raise their shields and raise their spears outward: "Be prepared, 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 rotated her golden gauntlet to form a metal gauntlet that combined 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 walking 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 roar.
"boom!"
Griffith was almost knocked to the ground by the force of the thundering storm. A large piece of black mud was lifted up, and a large group of living corpses hidden under the black mud that almost blended into the environment exploded together with mud, gravel, and dead wood.
The shock wave carried bright and warm golden energy. Human beings hit by this power suddenly felt that they were wrapped in warmth and joy, but the living corpses could not withstand this power and shattered after being hit.
At the core of the light, Amber was kneeling on one knee. When she slowly raised her head, Griffith discovered 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 incident at Neopolis. This lady is the divine choice of storms and thunders. She can engage in earth-shattering battles with monsters that destroy sequence 7 casters with bare hands, demolishing entire buildings.
Now it seems that her strength has become stronger.
Golden light and silver arcs rolled and lingered around Amber, then turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the densest group 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.
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 us, we will support the investigators!"
"Are we going to support her?!"
"Does she still need 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 answer. 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 expense of physical and mental strength. Amber cannot last long. This has nothing to do with talent, it is simply a matter 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 corpses 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 charged into the wave of skeletons and living corpses. Swinging his sword and shield, he swept past like a mighty wind. The sword blade hit the bone, 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, then turned back and fought among the living corpses. The unarmed corpses pounced with their sharp claws and teeth. Even if they smashed the outer layer of ice, they would not pose a real threat.
Griffith was alone among the corpses. He put away his long sword, condensed an ice war hammer in his hand and waved it.
The ice shield's defense was broken down bit by bit, and then exploded, knocking down scores of enemies. The militiamen immediately followed 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, then attacked the living people.
It was okay at first, but after fighting for a while, the militia team began to waver obviously. They were pressed back little by little, and the team began to disintegrate, unable to kill even the weakest skeleton.
Griffith fought as he moved, trying not to get surrounded. However, there were too many undead creatures coming up. After all, the militia is too weak, and it is difficult to carry out high-intensity operations with them. However, now that we are here, it would be a pity not to investigate the situation in the 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!"
"how 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 living corpses alone. Under the protection of shields and heavy armor, he has strong restraint against low-level undead creatures that cannot break through their defenses.
He was only a few dozen meters away from the tomb chamber. Looking back, Amber had led everyone to retreat 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 surged and condensed at a similar frequency to the runes, forming a humanoid puppet that crawled out of the ground. At this moment, Griffith suddenly felt that there seemed to be a connection between himself and the puppet that was beyond the past, and the power of the puppet seemed to be stronger and more durable.
what happened? Is it this weird environment or is the black mud strengthening the flesh puppet?
Griffith glanced at the new flesh puppet with great curiosity. The knowledge of this curse comes from the Baron of the Vampire Clan. It is closely related to blood, but it also resonates 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, causing mental energy consumption and confusion far beyond what he had experienced before.
In other words, are the blood curse and this piece of black mud related to the sealed object behind this vision?
However, Griffith did not feel this way during the incident at Neopolis.
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 against the living corpse.
Griffith pinched the dark blood cloak on his back. If things were critical, he could obtain a short-term invisibility effect. Then he turned his head and glanced at the tall and deep tomb behind him. There was no enemy in this building shrouded in green light and low screams.
After thinking about it this way, Griffith took action immediately. He bent down and took advantage of the invisibility effect and the endless tombstones, dead trees, and gravel to grope in the direction of the large 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 mind, "what's in that?"
Bone Ring Minos remained 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 noticed that the uncharged Philosopher's Stone you are holding has similar psychic characteristics to this building. I suggest 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 because he 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 with 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 two mysterious items merge. 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.
