Bredel doesnt even need to confirm it, he can memorize the name of this armor to gain the courage of Kylell, the armor of heroes, and also add the cold protection kit, each of which he carefully selects and buys from the market. of. Although it is not as magical as the local tyrants, it is at least the best choice among refined products.
He raised the sword in his hand, without having to look at it. With the feel coming from under the iron gloves, he could feel that it was an orthodox Gretus sword, a two-handed big sword, and he even needed to hold the sword in one hand when fighting Blade, holding the hilt in one hand, and iron gloves were prepared for this.
The name of this sword is Minghun, one of the nemesis of the undead.
This was his equipment on the battlefield of the last battle in the Alkash Mountains. In addition to the props that were not in the backpack at the time, even the smallest details were not missed.
The blood in his body has formed a perfect cycle, and he is constantly moving. Every inch of muscle is like a sculpture. Every breath is long and powerful. The area around the body has disappeared. Instead, it seems to be integrated with the whole world. Rules and order.
Bredel reversed the sharp sword with his finger and made a light stroke on the blade, a drop of silver blood flowing out of the wound, and healed in an instant.
He exhaled softly.
Perfect body, silver body.
This is exactly the peak of his game.
But where is this?
Bredel looked around, and finally remembered that he was in the trial, but why the legendary trial of Chongshan changed his state to the last moment before crossing the world, but he did not know in his heart.
Is this trial purely for the soul?
The thought had just come out in his heart, and another cold wind blew across his face. The trembling north wind seemed to hit his face like a knife, and it was so cold that he almost felt his skin cracked, and he was afraid to touch him On the cheek, Im afraid that there have been several openings there. In this extreme environment, the blood will freeze and crust before the blood flows out. It is not impossible to tear the skin off the face accidentally.
…… (To be continued.)
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 53 Road to Azure, Trial of Chongshan II
The silver body seemed to be a piece of paper in the cold wind, and Bredel finally understood why the Azure Knight had died several times here.
Exhaling breath, the water mist turned into ice **** and fell, and Bredel was startled, only to realize how terrible the cold was here.
He shouldnt stay here for a long time. He immediately thought of this, and looked up. He was on a glacier, and there was a white sky in front of him, as if it were a road. He looked back, and there was an abyss behind him. With a little movement, there were countless icings rolling down until they disappeared.
Under the abyss, it was so dark that I couldnt see how deep it was. Bredel fought a chill. Although he didnt understand what the purpose of the trial was, the first thing was obviously to leave this ghost place.
He is no stranger to similar trials, and they have begun from the extreme to the realm of sages. Of course, the difficulty is not as high as this. In theory, such trials are like a dream, but Ruth said If you die in this dream, you will really die. Bredel definitely does not intend to try to test the truth and falsehood.
However, similar trials generally have a clear purpose, complete a certain task, or kill a monster, but it is rare to throw people directly into an inexplicable and harsh environment like this. What is the purpose of this trial? Is it pure survival? Bredel thought it was obviously not that simple.
He recalled the trial of the Azure Knight, and there were too many legends about this legend. It was even written as a number of poems circulating in Warnd. The content of these poems was mostly the same, but the final result was that the knight of the azure had received the approval of the mountains and the sky of the Paladin.
So is the purpose of this trial to find something?
Fire Scepter?
Bredel thought silently, struggling through the glacier. It didnt take long before he felt in trouble.
The environment here is really too bad. The wind in the glacier doesnt know what the law is. It is extremely cold. His equipment and cold protection kit had no effect at all in the ice and snow, and the silver body did not seem to be the same. Before he walked less than a mile, he felt as if he was an ordinary man in a single suit, trekking in a snowstorm. May be worse than that. Because at least the snowstorm will not tamper with human soul.
Bredel soon found that his perception and will attributes were slowly decreasing. This discovery cant help but scare him into fright. What the **** is this thing? The cold wind that can cause damage to internal attributes has never been encountered before.
Dont say encounter, not even imagine.
At extremely low temperatures, the metal quickly became brittle, and even the magic power attached to it had no protective effect. Ming Soul Greatsword took the lead to leave him. When he used to support his body, the two-handed sword broke first into numerous fragments with a click, and almost made Bredel stump in the snow.
This almost scared him into a cold sweat, because he couldnt be sure that he would fall down, and there was no time to get up again. However, the cold sweat had just emerged, and frost was formed immediately, and the body temperature was further reduced.
Bredel had to drop his sabre and walk forward staggeringly. At this time, he began to miss the Blade of Flame and the sword of the shallow sea, and the former could provide him with warmth. The latter is immune or at least significantly reduces cold damage.
However, he also understood that if this trial had not restored his strength in the war in Alkash, I am afraid that he had just been thrown into the world and had already become a popsicle.
So Bredel complained unconsciously, of course he didnt have the energy to complain soon anymore. He didnt know how long he had walked on the glacier, and the world seemed to have no end. Physical strength slipped away bit by bit, just like the temperature that had escaped for a long time.
He is the perfect silver body. Although the players silver blood is not as good as the semi-god, it is at least the second-level **** second to the angel Arumah.
Legend has it that the son of the **** Tancas has been chasing Leviathan at the end of the world for a hundred years. Even in the chaos of the collapse of that law, even the gods need to continuously consume the power of order to maintain the law of their existence. However, even so, Tancas was exhausted outside the elemental barrier without hearing of it.
But Bredel felt that he had been walking in the snow field for a few days and nights, and his energy was almost exhausted.
He began to feel the vision narrowed, the edges of the vision darkened, and his breathing was heavy. The cold air stung the nasal cavity, and the sound of his lungs seemed to be the struggle of a dying person, or a broken bellows Fulfilling final obligations.
This feeling is not to say that after he perfected the silver body in his game, even in this world, he rarely felt tired and exhausted after entering the golden realm, and for the strong with hundreds of thousands of physiques For those who feel tired and exhausted, this is a joke.
Will and perception attributes have also been reduced by nearly one-tenth in a short period of time.
But the scenery ahead is always the same.
Bredel didnt know when the journey was at an end, or what the **** trial wanted him to do, or maybe he wanted to go on until he got approval from the mountains.
But who knows what the approval of Gunsan is.
He walked for another two or three days, and the scene in front of him still remained unchanged. Later, he was almost numb, his mind was blank, and he could still feel the loss of physical energy, but now he has only instinctively moved forward.