Sword of Daybreaker

Excellent stealth skill master, shadow power professional, digging grave dig, Miss Amber has a famous saying: the road is there, the door is just an illusory ornament that’s all, as long as the psychological problems are thrown away, even the royal treasure house The gate only needs a celery.

Ok, this world probably doesn’t have celery, but for Amber, opening a door to an ancient tomb doesn’t require celery.

With a little shadow cantrip, plus some knowledge of the ancient restrictive seal, and some negligible luck, the Half-Elf thief with no difficulty cracked the religious seal in Cecil Ancestral Tomb, one with Hetty and The channel that Rebecca doesn’t know appears in front of everyone.

Then everyone followed the channel behind Amber.

The grave passages made of rock and town bricks are much more spacious than expected. Even the reloaded Knights of Gawain and Byron, which are nearly two meters tall, will not feel the narrowness in the passage, and the walls on both sides of the passage will be inlaid. The singular lampstand has dried up, but after Hetty has performed several basic magic spells, these ancient lampstands, which have been around for seven hundred years, are lit up one by one, indicating the direction of the road ahead.

“I am really just a small robber, and I usually eat it.” Amber walked in front of the team and said modestly as he walked. “I am Forester’s later generation. I respect the soul. How can I dig the grave?” What about digging a tomb?”

Gawain dismissed her statement: “I am skilled in this, is it a good idea?”

Perhaps it is confirmed that his own life has been preserved. This is not a racially enduring Half-Elf. It is the same as the tomb door that has just been opened by her: “Unlocking Technique and Deciphering Technique are the standard of our line. Is there any mistake in my basic skills?”

At this time, Rebecca, who was in the middle of the team, suddenly asked: “Are you a citizen of Cecil territory?”

Amber frowned and thought: “I have lived in this place for several years, but I have not applied for a formal citizen, but according to the rules of your Cecil territory, even if you live for more than three years and pay taxes on time, it is citizen… You said that I don’t count?”

Rebecca shook his head: “If you don’t apply, you don’t count.”

„Oh,” Amber stretched his voice. “What do you ask me about this?”

“I am the Feudal Lord of Cecil territory,” Rebecca said very seriously. “So if you are my citizen, I have an obligation to protect you.”

Amber: “…you said this early! Can I change my mouth now?”

Rebecca looked serious: “It’s too late.”

Gawain glanced at Rebecca, a serious face, and looked at Amber, who had no fuss, and shook his head with some laughter.

Although I woke up in such a mess, the feeling of being a human being was much better than that of the previous damn state.

He looked toward towards Hetty who was behind him. The lady who didn’t know that she was the first granddaughter had sneaked her eyes more than once. He had been waiting for the other party to open his mouth, but he had not broken the silence until now. I had to take the initiative to ask: “If you want to ask anything, just say it.”

Hetty was a little surprised, but soon breathes deeply calmed down, she looked at Gawain’s face exactly like the family portrait, and cautiously chose the wording: “The ancestor… I still can’t believe it, you really are…”

“Yes, that’s really the Gawain Cecil, the Pioneer seven hundred years ago. Can I give you more than 30 years of life experience, or ask me to tell you about the second pioneering years? But to be honest, I am afraid that this can’t prove anything. A good historian may be more credible than I said. After all, my eloquence is not very good,” Gawain shrugged. “You just want to confirm my Really?”

“Please forgive my doubts,” Hetty said hurriedly. “But it’s a bit… although the story of the resurrection of the spirit has been around since ancient times, it is quite another matter to see it with my own eyes. I heard that there are some Paladin and Silvermoon. Elf can do years or even decades of suspended animation, relying on the power of Holy Light and Elf to save his soul and life, but I have never heard that human knight can do the same thing, let alone…you It has been dead for seven hundred years.”

“To tell the truth, I don’t know what’s going on,” Gawain said, shaking his head, although he wanted to write a set of logically convincing and convincing theories to cover the former Zeng’s granddaughter. But no matter whether he can’t find a theory available from his own knowledge or Gawain Cecil’s memory, he simply admits that he can’t explain it. “Maybe it’s related to what I experienced before. You know I used to accept Elemental’s Blessing when leading firstmen to open up the wilderness, which probably changed my physique.”

“That’s it…” Hetty indifferent expression said, then suddenly raised his head and looked toward the road ahead.

“There is airflow,” she whispered. “And there is a different magic element response, which should be at the end of the tomb area.”

Gawain nodded, while clenching the Sword of the Pioneer in his hand – a sense of uneasiness that made him feel unsafe.

“Improve vigilance,” said Knight Byron, who walked with Amber at the forefront. He also felt his own steel broadsword. The other hand slid freely on the sword, and the blade immediately rose to a slight level. Silver light, “You three, pay attention to protect the back.”

After a burst of metal, the three soldiers were ready to fight, even though they were only the most basic combat profession, but after all was survived in the battle against monsters, and was carefully cultivated by Cecil Family. Elite warriors, their fearless and calm on the face at the moment quickly made some nervous Amber and Betty, the little maid who was protected in the middle of the team, settle down.

Although the ramp of the tomb is deep and long, there is always a toe suppressing stone brick in every ten meters on the stone wall on both sides, and the tomb area is marked with the disappearance of these soul suppressing stone bricks. There was a slightly open place like a crossroad.

This is the junction of the tomb area and the castle underground area, and is the transportation hub to the ancient secret thought.

Amber pointed at one of the “crossroads” and said: “I just got in from there, and there was a dry well outside the castle, but it must have been occupied by monsters now.”

Gawain looked towards Hetty: “Which side is west?”

Hetty reached out and outlined a simple magic rune in the air, and the rune turned into a glowing streamer, swaying in a certain direction.

“That’s over there,” Gawain said, but at the moment he was barely fell, a sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart.

There was no time to think too much. The body that had been to gain experience reacted faster than thought. Gawain almost lifted the Sword of the Pioneer, and then felt a hammer hit. The general shock came from the sword.

His body swayed slightly, and the figure was stabilized, and the attacker finally appeared in front of everyone – accompanied by a faint, whispering sound, three swaying tall silhouettes from the crossroads. A dark martyr walked out!

It is not what any kind of creature in nature can have, but more like the monsters that undead wizards and evil magicians use together to create evil creativity. They are nearly three meters tall, like giants who are deformed, but Their bodies are formed by amorphous materials that flow like mud. The sludge-like things fluctuate in their bodies, and sometimes they show huge hollows. In the hollows, blood can be seen. The cheekbones.

„Ah!” At the moment of seeing the three monsters, Rebecca gave a short exclamation, and Betty quickly bit his lip, as if crying at any time, Hetty lifted the magic staff. On the ground, a weak clear Divine Spell was ignited to counteract the monster’s fear of each person, and she quickly said to Gawain: “The ancestors, these monsters!”

At this time, Gawain has been sobered up from the impact of the first-time non-human magic creature, and the corresponding memory has emerged in his mind: “What are these things?!”

At this moment, the three monsters have launched an attack again. They are constantly making a nightmare whisper, and two of them rushed to Gawain and the other one raised their arms. A dark energy arrow followed. It condenses in front of its arm and flies straight to the front of the team in the next second!

„Wow!” Amber gave a short exclamation, and the whole man instantly shrank into the shadow behind Knight Byron, and in the next moment appeared in another shadow outside the ten meters, while Knight Byron raised the silvery Broadsword, angry roar, took the initiative to meet one of the rushing monsters.

“Hetty, Rebecca, you can solve the shadow arrow! Try not to use arcane, arcane magic is almost useless for these things! Amber, you and the soldiers protect the Spellcaster!” Gawain loudly shouted, followed by a long sword, Brace oneself also rushed up.

He never waved a sword to fight people.

He has never seen any inhuman monsters.

Despite the cross over time, he did not stand on his other world’s land for the first time with his legs.

So he didn’t even know that at this moment, with a little fighting instinct left in the body and fighting knowledge that is not his own in his mind, plus an ancient long sword that lost mana, what can be done? degree.

But many times, fate will not give you the option.

You are standing here, the monster is standing there, there is no way to go to heaven around you, you only have a seven hundred-year-old antique sword in your hand, you could have a shield, but the shield was already a hundred years ago. You have been blamed by a defeated family. In this case, can you still do it?

Hey, hey mother!

Isn’t it Aberrant Body?

Seven hundred years ago the Gawain Cecil, a man can beat them one hundred!

Today is only awkward, can’t solve it?