Ryan's Sword

Chapter 190 Act Ten Promotion (Ⅴ)

After the retreating adventurer and his companions found out that Ian only had the strength of the white rank, the surprise in their eyes suddenly went out, and when they looked at it again, it was almost like looking at a fool.

The disgust of these three people at this time was beyond words. They avoided Ian's position, as if they were worried that fools would be contagious, and almost rushed into the ruins not far below.

As an object of contempt, Ian's eyes didn't fluctuate at all from the beginning to the end.He knew that in the thinking of normal people, only after mastering the fighting spirit can a professional like a warrior have the ability to kill ghosts.

Take the ghosts that can be seen everywhere in the ruined cemetery as an example. These low-level undead monsters are different from the heroic spirits in the temple who obtained a physical body by virtue of their divine power. They themselves are a kind of soul medium that exists in nothingness. For pure Physical attack can almost reach the point of immunity.

You must know that power, as a kind of rule, can also shatter nothingness when it breaks through to the extreme, but for low-level home buyers, it is undoubtedly just an illusion.

As an external manifestation of powerful vitality, fighting spirit can restrain undead monsters in terms of attributes.It's like the ancient oriental legend that ghosts dare not approach a man with strong yang energy, and the same is true.Therefore, the attack that stimulates the fighting spirit can harm ghosts and other undead monsters without substance, and kill them in a way that destroys the source of the soul, but the fighters of the white rank obviously cannot do this.

Smacking his lips, Ian ignored the ridicule of the previous people, and walked towards the maze of ruins below.It's true that right now he can't use his fighting spirit to fight, but that doesn't mean he can't take those ghosts——

These iron-level adventurers don't know what kind of wealth the young man they are mocking has. In terms of damage output ability, Ian, who has mastered top-level swordsmanship, is much higher than all of them combined.

After mastering the ancient sword technique of phantom sword, Ian's every attack will be judged as a shadow attack. At the same time, the highest level weight derived from the phantom dragon Agas makes it difficult for his attacks to be exempted by defensive means.To put it bluntly, in most cases, this part of shadow damage is in a detached position that ignores defense. This type of damage is second only to real damage.

More importantly, this ancient swordsmanship is still a rare auxiliary swordsmanship, that is to say, the phantom sword is not limited to fixed moves or sword moves, and can exert all its characteristics at any time.For example, Ian can also enjoy the bonus of the phantom sword when he uses military swordsmanship to attack. Even if he washes out this basic swordsmanship in the future and learns another school of swordsmanship, the phantom sword can also perfectly fit into it.

Of course, Ian would not hold back those adventurers and explain to them in this way.At this time, he stepped into the ruins at a relaxed pace, and raised his hand and drew the long sword at his waist.

This piece of ruins made up of dilapidated manors was like an independent cage. After Ian walked in, he felt the temperature in the air suddenly drop a bit.Even though the sun was still shining overhead, the ruins were always filled with lingering coldness. Even when looking up at the sky, the clear blue seemed to be covered with a gray veil.

The strange thing is that before Ian, many adventurers had already thrown themselves into this ruined cemetery, but there was an empty silence around Ian, not to mention the sound of fighting in the distance, even one step ahead of him. There was no sound from the adventure team that entered it.

Ian knew that this was a special environment that was gradually formed under the transformation of the breath of the dead.In fact, there is no sound in the real world of the dead. The billions of undead monsters living in it can talk or roar through the fluctuations at the soul level, but that world itself is always silent.

The characteristics of the dead world tainted by the ruined cemetery can't scare an old driver like Ian. The long sword in his hand emits a black light that is almost undetectable in this gloomy environment, and he explores the depths of the ruins step by step.

I don't know if it was luck or because the holy day hadn't set yet, but Ian didn't even encounter a single ghost during his advance.However, that doesn't mean he's always been safe.

Just as he walked through a ruined room similar to a small cubicle, a slight but continuous vibration was transmitted from the ground of the cubicle behind him.Not only that, but the road he walked before and the ground not far in front of him seemed to be agreed upon, and there were also more intensive vibrations.

In this piece of ruins entrenched with undead monsters, such a change on the ground is obviously not because the master appeared to invite you to drink afternoon tea.

For a moment, Ian, who was in the middle of the two sections of ruins, seemed to be in a dilemma.

The vibration of the ground intensified rapidly within a second or two. Even though the force of the environment suppressed the transmission of the sound, Ian could still hear the creepy sound that seemed to be grinding teeth from the ground.

Puff puff!
Almost at the same time, the ground around Ian surged and exploded, and one after another pale or gray-black skeleton hands seemed to break through the ground suddenly, and then they supported the ground and pulled out their respective skeleton bodies from the ground. .

Ian's eyes widened when the black and evil forces appeared on the scene: "One, two, three, four... how about setting up the formation?"

Skeleton warriors emerged out of the ground one by one with an agile posture that did not match their ribbed figures, but what was faster than the rusty sword blades swung in their hands was a long sword that stabbed out And Ian's voice complained: "Brother, even your father, the bone demon, has turned over twice, and he will still be afraid of you!" Before he finished speaking, his body had already mobilized, and he suddenly raised his sword after turning around and taking a sudden step. stab.

The sword body wrapped in black light seemed to turn into a dim phantom light beam, and when the drum tower blocking Ian's back path fully appeared, it quickly pierced into its skull!
The steel sword edge instantly pierced an obvious crack at the connection between the upper and lower jaws of the skeleton, and the black light on the sword shot out simultaneously like a double image, and the shadow power from the phantom sword hit the bearing without reservation. The dead soul fire inside the hard skull, suddenly the faint blue flame violently escaped from the eye sockets, mouth and nose and other gaps.

"Ok?"

Ian thought he should be able to overturn the skeleton warrior's head with a single sword under the current situation of his great strength, but the tip of the long sword stopped suddenly as if it had hit an iron wall after a strong breakthrough.

Surprised in his heart, Ian's arm tensed instantly, and a burst of force suddenly burst out with the slight shaking of his wrist!
(End of this chapter)