The Emerald Tower

When the remaining three people in the room just stepped up the stairs one after another, the silhouette of Dean leaping off happened to appear, and the low drink became extremely clear. Baidu: +. .

"Drink!"

The great knight walking in the forefront didn't mean to evade. He waved the long sword in his hand and greeted him straight up, while the two guard posts close to the knight level behind him temporarily stopped advancing, holding the sword and watching. With.

Cang!

The two long swords slammed into each other, and the clear metal clashing sounded far away.

"Ha, the guy looking for death!"

The great knight felt the strength from the long sword and couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

With long swords, he could clearly perceive that although Dean’s power far surpassed the knight’s level, there was still a certain gap from the great knight level. In addition, Dean was swooping before. Next, he incorporated the weight of his body into his strength, but even so, his strength still did not surpass him.

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

Therefore, he contains contempt.

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

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

boom!

The entire range of the stairs was shrouded in flames.

[Under attack...]

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

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

[The opponent bears 100% special attack]

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

In fact, in order to be able to maximize the power of [Dragon Flame Breath]. Dean chose this battlefield deliberately-a staircase that can only accommodate two people going up and down at the same time. What's better than this location. Is it more in line with the characteristics of [Dragon Flame Breath]?

Of course, if it hadn’t been for the blessing of [Military Swordsmanship (High Tournament)], Dean’s power had already approached the Great Knight, and he had jumped from height to infinitely close, Dean would never choose This way of fighting.

After all, if the power difference is too large, except for being injured by a direct collapse. There is no other possibility.

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 [Dragon Flame Breath] power, it will definitely not achieve the immediate effect——

The two guard posts that were close to the knight level only wailed, then they flipped to the ground, gradually turning into coke in the house ignited by [Dragon Flame Breath].

Although, the flame that was ignited indirectly was no longer a magic flame. However, they still retain the most basic characteristic of fire: burning.

As for the other great knight?

He tried hard to extinguish the flame on his body. However, the unique power transformation mode of [Dragon Flame Breath] made him weak. The feeling as if the sword was directly cut on the body made his injury worse.

"Ahhhhh!!"

In the howl that contained pain, 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 happy beating sound rang in Dean's palm.

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

boom!

In the dull sound, the fireball directly hit the rushing knight.

Suddenly, the great knight staggered, and then fell to his knees in the fierce burning.

In the end, he collapsed and remained motionless.

Undoubtedly, with Dean’s current attributes close to that of the Great Knight, he was blessed again, and then converted into magical fire damage. After the two times were added, 230% of the attacks were all poured out in an unprepared one. On the great knight, the opponent's ending is naturally doomed.

It represents the talent of ‘flame’, which can be ranked among the top knight’s talents, and it is naturally not for no reason to be close to the top.

In this way, there is no resistance, which is equivalent to all the hard-working attack methods, and the characteristics of the'flame' are fully displayed.

Of course, without those magic resistance items, ‘Fire’ would definitely be at the top of the knight’s talent.

【Xp+5】

【Xp+5】

【Xp+100】

The three experience light **** were integrated into Dean's body, bringing three hints, connected to the 10 experience points obtained before, and Dean's total experience value at this time reached 171 points.

Obviously enough for him to improve one application skill or two basic skills again.

However, in this house burned by flames, it's not appropriate--

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

The patrol guards should also be here soon.

Dean didn't turn around and ran towards the second floor. As he ran, the flames in his hands kept appearing, picking the most easily ignited positions and throwing them out one by one.

Therefore, when Dean came to the terrace and his energy value was only 0.2, the whole house was already plunged into a sea of ​​flames.

After a glance at the civilians who started fighting the fire around the house, Dean picked a connected roof where no one existed, turned over and jumped, and then a few flashes disappeared into the night.

...

After Zimo returned to his residence, he didn't drink a glass of mead as usual and went to sleep quickly. Although he is now wearing pajamas, he is walking back and forth around his bed, and he doesn't want to fall asleep at all. the meaning of.

After all, Zimo's mind had been revolving around meeting Dean at this moment.

In the same way, orders concerning Madel also began to emerge in his memory.

It's like an incompatible natural enemy. Flirting in Zimo's mind. Zimo, who was already irritable. It became more uncomfortable.

Zimo was very clear that what Dean said before was not wrong.

He is now an abandoned son!

Once the worst situation occurs, Mader will definitely throw him out, calm the anger of the Marquis Vauban, and take the attention of the Marquis lord to win more opportunities for the other party to leave.

Of course Zimo was not reconciled to such a result.

but. As a spy for Gaosai, even if he is not reconciled, he must do so.

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

However, Dean's appearance gave him a glimmer of hope-in ​​the face of the hope of being able to live, no one would give up even if there was only a glimmer of it.

undoubtedly. Obeying Dean, who is higher than Madel, is not a disobedience.

Of course. As a spy, Zimo wouldn't simply listen to one or two words from the other party and give the real bargaining chip.

He needs a fact. A fact that Dean said from his mouth and needs to be expressed.

In the face of survival, in his heart, eager hope, such a fact hurriedly appeared.

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

The irritability before, the dilemma at the moment.

Suddenly, Zimmer grabbed the wine bottle on the bedside, and poured half a bottle of wine with a mouth.

The cold wine dipped down his throat, but more of it was splashed on Zimo's pajamas along the corner of his mouth.

"Huh, Huh..."

When the liquor in the bottle was thoroughly cleaned, Zimo gasped for breath, and he threw the bottle in his hand to the corner of the room.

Seeing that the bottle was about to fall to pieces, a gloved hand appeared there and caught the wine firmly.

"Big, my lord!"

Zimmer looked at Dean who appeared there and passed the disguise and cover up, and subconsciously shouted.

"If your performance is just like this, I doubt your value!"

Dean spoke slowly in his changed voice, and at the same time, he walked to 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 on the bed slightly dejected.

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

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

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

Dean said so.

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

"Lite, Lite, I want to know what just happened in Xiacheng... Hurry up, hurry up, you **** fellow, get me up quickly! I need to know the news!"

Such voices rang repeatedly in the corridors of the house~www.readwn.com~ and only less than a quarter of an hour later, the news that Zimmer was waiting for appeared in front of him——

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

The man called Lit reported the news he had found in detail.

"No, no, that's enough!"

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

Standing at the door of the room and finishing his appearance slightly, Zimo pushed the door in.

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