Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 68: Flame Sword
The adventurers reacted quickly.

Even though most of them have been immersed in a deep dream filled with the aroma of wine.

When Xia Nan rushed out of the room with the half-orc, countless sounds of clothes rubbing and metal colliding were heard in the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

The hilt of the sword in his hand became hotter and hotter, and his heartbeat also accelerated.

The inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart made Xia Nan's attention extremely focused at this moment.

His eyes swept across the empty corridor, catching any clues hidden in it;
Lightly swing the wooden sword in front of you, carefully feeling the change in temperature of the hilt.

Suddenly there was a pause.

His gaze rested on the door of a room located in the middle of the corridor, on the south side, which was extremely silent amid the hustle and bustle.

"Is this...Jeff's room?"

He clearly remembered that the other person, like himself, had hardly drunk any alcohol last night, and he did not look drunk at all when they separated.

Moreover, based on the quality that the other party has shown on the road in the past two days, it is impossible for him to be so careless in the face of my warning.

Something is wrong!
The thought only lasted for a moment, and my legs had already started moving the moment my vision paused.

Without hesitation.

"boom!"

Sawdust flying!

The door was kicked open with great force!

It was a dark night, and the only light in the room was the dim oil lamp at the bedside.

But it was also because of this that Xia Nan saw the pale and painful face of the team captain Jeff on the bed.

As if haunted by a nightmare, his pale lips were pursed into a line, his eyes were tightly closed, and sweat almost soaked the pillow under his neck.

And even more creepy.

Jeff's left leg was lifted high by a hand that emerged from the darkness.

Metatarsal bones, tibialis...

The pale bones emitting a cold light separated silently from the flesh and blood, and slowly spread upwards, passing over the knees and climbing up to the thighs.

Standing beside the bed was a thin, down-and-out man.

He was wearing a worn-out scale armor covered with dirt and dust. In his left hand he held Jeff's leg bone, and in his right hand he held a short knife with obvious rust on it.

The most eye-catching thing was the other person's lifeless eyes that were almost filled with whites, and his pale and blue skin, which looked like rotten wood and did not look like that of a living person.

The shocking scene before him instantly reminded Shanan of the strange things that had happened recently in Kalanfor, which were mentioned by the adventurers at the dinner table today.

His expression darkened.

The sword blade was slightly raised, and the palm was burning hot.

The thick leather boots slammed down onto the wooden floor, splashing dust.

The passionate and high-pitched piano music started to sound behind me without me noticing.

The next second, Xia Nan rushed straight towards the other party.

It has always been hidden, and often even the deceased themselves don't notice it before their skeleton is stripped away and they die in their sleep.

The thin man obviously did not expect that his action tonight, taking advantage of the heavy rain and dark clouds, would be a perfect one.

It was so sudden that it was noticed by the young man in front of him.

With a powerful slash of the rusty dagger in his hand, Jeff's left calf was severed below the knee.

What’s strange is that even though the sword’s blade is dull, the process of cutting through bones and flesh is extremely smooth.

The wound was extremely smooth, as if there was some invisible force attached to it, even the blood was blocked and could not flow out.

On the bed, Jeff, whose calves were cut off, still looked like he was struggling silently in pain as before, as if he was completely unaware of the changes happening in his body.

At the same time, Xia Nan, who was rushing over to the sound of the exciting piano, had already brought the enemy into his attack range.

"boom!"

His right leg suddenly stepped forward, creating a small hole in the floor beneath his feet.

Raise the sword and twist the wrist.

There is no intention of holding back.
From the beginning, go all out.

【Spin Slash】

Buzz - what sounded in my ears was the sharp whistle of a wooden sword breaking through the air, which was shorter and more delicate than the sound of a metal sword.

The temperature soared as it approached the target, causing countless tiny water droplets to condense in the air around the sword.

It was like returning to a misty forest and stirring up the fog.

The dark brown sword body turned into a black light with an arc.
A whistling flash passed by!

Having just chopped off Jeff's calf, with the leg bone still in his left hand, the thin man could only awkwardly hold the weapon in front of him.

"Ding!"

Sparks fly.

A small piece of rusty sword flew and pierced into the ceiling.

The wooden sword [Green Pine], which usually looks like an ordinary weapon, finally shows its power as a "blue" quality weapon when facing the evil creature with immortal power in front of it.

The hot sword blade, which was swirling with water mist, suddenly burst into a fiery red flame at the edge the moment it touched the rusty metal.

There is absolutely no possibility of blocking!

The rusty sword was cut off, and although its surface was broken, it still had metal scales inside, and had no ability to resist at all.

In stark contrast, the dark brown wooden sword flashed with fiery red flames and penetrated deep into the metal armor as smoothly as cutting tofu.

Through the power transmitted from the hot hilt in his hand, Xia Nan could clearly feel the smoothness of the sword blade after a moment's delay.

Zira——

"Ahhhh!"

I had never anticipated the power of the wooden sword [Green Pine].

A look of disbelief appeared on the thin man's face.

Then, the violent white smoke rising from the wound, as if burning, made him scream in pain.

Finding that the tip of the sword had penetrated the opponent's body, Xia Nan changed his posture flexibly without any rigidity.

The hands that were gripping the hilt of the sword twisted and the body leaned forward sideways.

In a flash, he changed his original chopping posture to a thrust that was more convenient for frontal force.

He exerted force with his hands, and was about to pierce the man in front of him, whose skin was as pale as a dead person, through the chest.

However, he did not expect that the other party still retained a trace of consciousness despite the severe burning pain.

He howled in pain, his lips opening and closing, emitting a thick grayish-white mist.

It seemed as if there was some kind of dark and deep light mixed in, making the already dim light in the room even darker.

As it swayed, it revealed a somewhat dangerous aura.

With a long tail of cigarette smoke, it flew straight to Xia Nan's door!
The force stopped instantly and he paused.

Subconsciously, he pulled the wooden sword out of the opponent's body and pointed it at the mist.

Chop upward.

"Buzz boom."

As if encountering some kind of natural enemy, the fog instantly dissipated under the burning flame of the wooden sword.

The sword was swung, and countless tiny particles of smoke disappeared into the air.

The sudden counterattack launched by the thin man temporarily paused Xia Nan's offensive.

Knowing that I am no match.

When he looked again, the other party had already escaped to the window.

Behind him, the sound of adventurers' hurried footsteps could be heard.

The man glanced back at everyone, covered the wound on his chest, and jumped.

There was no reason for Xia Nan to let the other party go, and the adventurer next to him had already rushed to the room.

Several people, each holding a sword, stood alert and quickly chased to the window.

But all I saw was darkness bathed in drizzling rain.

On the distant skyline, there seemed to be dawn, illuminating dots of light.

(End of this chapter)