The brave man opened the coffin and rose

(3 2k chapters, today's 6k chapter is finished)

Old Winston rushed to Bingnagi, holding both swords tightly in his hands, as if he was about to deliver an irreversible blow.

He did not even look at the frost formed by the illogical condensation of frost power in the other party's hand in a state of daze and fear, but crossed his hands and tightly grasped the handles of the two swords, and then chopped them down directly with force.

Just, bang!

However, his powerful strike with the sword did not produce any impact at all, and the two swords were even knocked back by the recoil force.

"Ok?"

Old Winston frowned. He thought that other people would join the battle, but what he didn't expect was that the person who reappeared in front of him was an ordinary person without the slightest aura of a supernatural being.

One, barely a child, held a spear, and had some javelin-throwing warriors on his back.

That was Jiaweiling, who was engaged in internal rectification work in the army and had not participated in the frontal battlefield for a long time.

He was also a warrior who had followed Abes from the beginning, and the first person to be given a name by Abes. (Of course, up to now, no one else has this honor.)

There was naturally a reason why he was able to withstand old Winston's extraordinary attack.

At that time, Abes had promised to make a set of excellent spears and javelins for Gaviling in the future, so that he would have stronger combat effectiveness.

And this wish was realized after entering the royal capital.

"Iron weapons are nothing. Don't be afraid that you can't catch up with those strong men, because I will give you the best--"

Abes found a magic item in the king's treasury that looked like a weapon and was as sharp as a weapon, but when held in his hand, it occupied the magic item column.

And now, what Jiaweiling is holding in his hand is this thing.

"Cold iron? Humph, there are still many things left in Robert the Younger's treasure trove, but you who fail to use them fully will not be able to achieve the final victory. All these things will return to my hands." Old Winston made an annoying line.

However, even he felt a little troubled by this thing.

This cold iron forged spear, which looks like a weapon but is actually a rare item, has a special set of magic sensing runes inside. After special debugging and activation, it can force extraordinary people such as battle mages to be pulled to the same level as the holder of this magic item.

Sounds powerful, right?

However, there are many restrictions.

First, the enemy must be able to activate its internal magic sensing rune group, that is, the enemy must be the kind that has the ability to cast spells.

This alone excludes pure fighters, barbarians, and rogues, as they will not gain spellcasting abilities unless they take advantage of certain subclasses or feats.

Secondly, due to the shape of this strange object, it can only be used in close combat against an opponent who can use a spear to make contact. In other words, the enemy cannot be the type that can be kited the entire time.

In this case, the most standard wizards, warlocks, sorcerers, bards, druids, etc. will also be excluded.

If we don't consider sub-jobs, specialties, and multi-time jobs, or if you insist on using a dagger or a long staff even though your job clearly doesn't fit...

The magic items that can actually accomplish this are the Holy Slash Launcher, the good companions of animal friends, and the good employees of God.

Of course, if we take sub-jobs and part-time jobs into consideration, Sister Agatha, who used to be a trickster and is now a priest; Abes, who is a barbarian and a bard; and old Winston in front of him, who is obviously a mage who has turned to swordsmanship, seem to be able to be barely included in the target range of this magic item called Cold Iron.

The last one is the most important one. You need to be proficient in using spears and other weapons, and the gap in strength between the two sides cannot be too great.

And since Gaviling was able to block one or two moves for Bingnai, does it mean that old Winston’s strength is not that intimidating?

No, at this moment, Jiaweiling had already begun to silently swallow the rust-tasting "jam" in his mouth.

Sure enough, there is still a huge gap between the extraordinary people and his Gavi spirits.

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Old Winston was paying attention to Han Tie and did not notice the discomfort that flashed across Gaviling's face.

The power condensed by the other party is so powerful.

Seeing at a glance that the other party was difficult to deal with, old Winston immediately started to sow discord.

"Aren't there tieflings and that half-elf? Why don't they appear on the scene? Instead, they send a child to die. Do you think the adults you are loyal to are too hypocritical?"

Jiaweiling could hear the sarcasm in the other party's words towards Lord Abes, and he did not let his emotions be guided by the other party's words.

Lord Philip and Lady Anivia have to deal with the prisoners who are causing trouble in the prison. The wanderers at the extraordinary level are not suitable for them to deal with.

Rather than dealing with the sneaky and unpredictable wanderers, it would be safer for Gaviling to deal with a guy like old Winston who has changed his style and is now a dual-blade man.

After blocking the attack for Lord Hyoanagi, who seemed dazed for some reason, Gaviling was sure that his judgment was correct.

Facing a type that he was good at would make his mouth full of blood. If he faced those wanderers, he would probably waste the gift of this magic item before he even met them.

So he swallowed the contents of his mouth so that when he opened his mouth he would not be exposed.

"Hmph... I can fight you without them. Just me and Master Hyoanagi are enough here."

However, facing the other party's tone, old Winston was not panicked.

After all, it was a new power that he had just acquired not long ago, and he was not yet proficient in how to use it.

It is not difficult to accept a stumble... and a pure warrior, a guy who is not a transcendent, may be able to help himself to improve his skills in double-sword fighting and slashing combat by fighting.

At this time, Bing Nagi finally broke free from her habitual helpless mood.

"Javiling, you are no match for him. Let me do it."

"Master Hiinagi, do you think he wants me to leave?"

After old Winston regained his balance, he immediately used the slashing technique he had just learned.

After breaking another icicle of Bingnag, he actually attacked Gaviling with all his strength.

Such progress made it impossible for Jiaweiling to hold on any longer. No matter how much he delayed and pulled, after a few clinking sounds of metal intertwining, some expressions that were difficult to maintain appeared on his face.

Phew!

And finally, when the blood spurted out uncontrollably, old Winston, whose clothes were stained, actually smiled.

"You have used all your strength, magic tools, and your lifelong learning to allow me to move about 300 meters. What can you do?"

"Just another tombstone of failure."