Chapter 153 Takeover (Part 1)

When the remaining three people in the house stepped up the stairs one after the other, Dean's jumping figure just appeared, and the low shout became extremely clear. Baidu: +. .

"Drink!"

The big knight walking in the front didn't mean to dodge. He waved the long sword in his hand and went straight to meet him. The two guards behind him who were close to the level of knights temporarily stopped their progress and waited and watched with their swords. with.

Clang!

The two long swords collided violently, and the clear sound of metal clashing could be heard far away.

"Ha, you are looking for death!"

Feeling the strength from the long sword, the great knight couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

By striking each other with long swords, he could clearly perceive that although Dean's strength far surpassed the level of a knight, there was still a certain gap between him and the level of a great knight. Next, he integrated the weight of his body into his own strength, but even so, he still did not surpass him in strength.

Such an opponent is obviously easy to deal with for this great knight.

Therefore, he contains contempt.

However, the next moment, such contempt was shrouded in horror.

The flame, like an endless red, spewed out endless scorching heat, and spewed out from the long sword with the breath of death——

boom!

The entire range of stairs was shrouded in flames.

【Attack judgment...】

[Dragon Flame Breath lv2 performs special attack judgment...]

[The opponent's flame resistance judgment failed...]

[The opponent receives 100% special attack]

A series of three prompts on the character panel heralded the achievements of Dean's [Dragon Sword Art. Dragon Flame Breath].

In fact, in order to maximize the power of [Dragon Flame Breath]. Dean deliberately chose this battlefield - a staircase that can only accommodate two people going up and down at the same time.

What could be better than a location like this. Is it more in line with the characteristics of [Dragon Flame Breath]?

Of course, if it wasn't for the blessing of [Military Swordsmanship (High Competition)], Dean's strength was already close to that of the great knight, and he jumped from the height to the bottom, making this approach infinitely close, Dean would never choose Such a fighting style.

After all, if the difference in strength is too large, except for being directly injured by Bengfei. There is no other possibility at all.

As for launching [Dragon Flame Breath]?

That is even more impossible.

What's more, even if it is activated, in terms of the transformation mode of the power of [Dragon Flame Breath], it will definitely not achieve the immediate effect——

The two sentries who were close to the level of knights fell to the ground with just a howl, and gradually turned into coke in the house ignited by [Dragon Flame Breath].

Although, the flames ignited indirectly are no longer magic flames. However, they still retain the most basic characteristic of fire: burning.

As for the other big knight?

He tried hard to extinguish the flame on his body. However, [Dragon Flame Breath]'s unique power conversion mode made him unable to grasp it. The feeling as if a sword was directly cutting his body made his injuries worsen rapidly.

"Ahhh!!"

Amid the painful howls, the great knight who was still burning with flames rushed madly towards Dean on the stairs. Obviously, when there was no way to get rid of the damage caused by the flames on his body, he planned to die together.

call!

The joyful beating sound resounded in Dean's palm.

A five-inch-diameter fireball equivalent to 100% of its own attack power appeared in Dean's palm, and then was thrown out——

boom!

Amidst the dull sound, the fireball hit the big knight rushing directly.

Immediately, the great knight staggered, and then fell to his knees amidst more intense burning.

In the end, he became limp and motionless.

Undoubtedly, with Dean's current attributes close to those of the Great Knight, he gained the blessing again, and then converted it into the damage of magic flames. After adding up twice, in the attack that reached 230%, all of it was poured into an unprepared On the body of the great knight, the opponent's ending is naturally doomed.

Naturally, it is not for nothing that the talent representing 'flame' can be ranked among the top knight talents, close to the top.

In the face of this kind of attack without resistance, which is equivalent to all forcible attack, the characteristics of 'flame' are brought into full play.

Of course, without those magic resistance items, 'Flame' would definitely be at the top of the list of knight talents.

【xp+5】

【xp+5】

【xp+100】

The three experience light spheres were integrated into Dean's body respectively, bringing three reminders. Combined with the 10 experience points obtained before, Dean's total experience value at this time reached 171 points.

Obviously enough for him to improve an applied skill or two basic skills again.

However, in this burning house, it is not suitable——

Dean had clearly heard the noise coming from the surroundings. Obviously, those civilians had been attracted by the wailing and the light of the flames at night.

And the patrolling guards should arrive soon.

Dean didn't turn around and ran towards the second floor. As he ran, the flames in his hands kept appearing, picking out the places that were most likely to be ignited, and throwing them out one by one.

Therefore, when Dean came to the terrace with only 0.2 energy left, the whole house was already engulfed in flames.

After glancing at the civilians around the house who started to fight the fire, Dean chose a connected roof with no people there, turned over and jumped, and then disappeared into the night with a few dodges.

...

After Zimo returned to his residence, he didn't drink a glass of mead as usual and fell asleep quickly. Although he was wearing pajamas now, he paced back and forth around his bed, not wanting to fall asleep at all. the meaning of.

After all, meeting Dean was spinning in Zimo's mind right now.

Similarly, orders about Mader also began to emerge in his memory.

It's like an incompatible natural enemy. There was a lot of churning in Zimo's mind. Zimo, who was already restless. It became more and more uncomfortable.

Zimo knew very well that what Dean said before was not wrong.

He is an abandoned child now!

Once the worst happens, Mader will definitely throw him out, calm down the anger of the Marquis of Vauban, and divert the attention of the Marquis, so as to buy more opportunities for the other party to leave.

Of course, Zimo was not reconciled to such a result.

but. As Gao Sai's spy, even if he is unwilling, he must do so.

Because, once something goes wrong, he will not die alone. His parents, wife and children who are far away in Gaosai will all die.

However, the appearance of Dean made him see a glimmer of hope - even if there is only a glimmer of hope to survive, no one will give up.

undoubtedly. Obedience to Dean, who ranks higher than Madele, is not disobedience.

Of course. As a spy, Zimo would not simply listen to one or two words from the other party and then give real bargaining chips.

He needs a fact. A fact that comes out of Dean's mouth and needs to be shown.

In the face of survival, in his heart, there is an urgent hope, and such facts appear quickly.

However, thinking of the armed forces around Mader, Zimo sighed again and again—except for the subordinates of the Marquis of Vauban, it was hard for Zimo to imagine anyone in Vauban County who could threaten Mader.

The irritability before, the dilemma at the moment.

Immediately, Jean Zimo picked up the wine bottle beside the bed vigorously, opened his mouth, and gulped down most of the wine in the bottle.

The cold wine flowed down the throat, but more of it flowed down the corner of the mouth and splashed on Zimo's pajamas.

"Whoa, whoa..."

When the wine in the bottle was completely clean, Zimo panted heavily, and he even threw the bottle in his hand to a corner of the room.

When the wine bottle was about to fall to the ground and shatter, a gloved hand appeared there, holding the wine firmly.

"Big, my lord!"

Zimo subconsciously shouted after looking at Dean who appeared there through disguise and cover.

"If your performance is just like this, I doubt how much you are worth!"

Dean spoke slowly in a changed voice, and at the same time, walked towards the bedside table with the wine bottle.

"In the face of life and death, how many people can have no fear?"

Zimo smiled helplessly, and sat down on the bed slightly.

"I told you, I will give you a new choice!"

After putting away the wine bottle, Dean turned around and looked at Zimo with his eyes hidden under the hood. The latter was slightly startled, his brain eroded by alcohol, and finally turned the corner. He asked in a trembling voice. Said: "My lord, you, you..."

"Even if it's a curfew, you should be able to get what happened in the lower city, right?"

Dean said so.

Immediately, Zimo, who was slumped on the bed, suddenly collapsed, and then rushed out of the room like a gust of wind.

"Lite, Lite, I want to know what just happened in the lower city... Hurry up, hurry up, you damn guy, get up for me! I need to know the news!"

Such voices resounded repeatedly in the hallway of the house.

But less than a quarter of an hour later, the news that Zimo was waiting for appeared in front of him——

"In the civilian area of ​​the lower city, a fire broke out in a house. Although the other houses were not ignited because of the timely rescue, the five people in the house where the fire broke out were all killed... However, the soldiers of the city guard , Surround those, I can't get any more news!"

The man named Lite reported the news he found in detail.

"No, no, that's enough!"

Zimo stood up while waving his hands, and then walked quickly towards his room.

Standing at the door of the room, he tidied up his appearance a little before Zimo opened the door and entered.

The first update of ps~(to be continued...)