This card was hidden in the glove as described by Hippamila, indicating that the former owner of this hand armor may also exist in a similar way. The opponent has a card, and this card may still run through his life. , At the moment when the opponent was dying, he treasured it in this pair of equally precious handguards.
The two things have been passed down in this way, because ordinary people can't see the fate card, so the universe in the glove has never been revealed.
It's a pity that this card was only taken by Hippamira, and it was assimilated by her travel wizard rules, otherwise he could guess the identity of the former owner of the card based on the card.
As the most prolific "naturalist" Warnd knows in this era, Brando still has some confidence.
"You put the cards away, and the gloves can be used now," Brando said. "Otherwise, where are you, did you see Roman?"
"Miss Roman?" Hippamira asked strangely: "What happened to her?"
"Something happened and she is missing." Brando sighed in disappointment.
"What?" Hippamila was taken aback, and quickly replied, "I'm near December Square, Lord Lord."
"Wait for me there, I'll come right away." Brando ordered.
"Um."
Hippamira nodded and withdrew from the spiritual connection. Like most people, the girl with thick eyebrows beside her could not see the fate card in her hand, nor could she hear the conversation between her and Lord Lord. After seeing her post it for a while, he came back to his senses again.
The latter did not dare to ask more.
Hippamira put on the hand armor, and picked up a ring from under the ruins for the latter to wear, but did not tell her that there was a beautiful protective spell attached to the ring. It's just that the latter was attracted by the large emeralds on the ring, and he was happy in his heart.
The two walked out from behind the low wall, only to find that the situation outside was different from what they had imagined.
The atmosphere of relaxation among the people outside disappeared. Headed by the big man, everyone stood together and stood in the middle of the road. Even the grandson of the old grandmother Ogis was no exception. Some people even pulled out their weapons and looked grim. The ground confronted a group of esotericists not far away.
The other party looked much more relaxed. About a dozen followers in black robes sneered and looked in this direction, as if waiting for her to appear, and didn't rush to do it.
Seeing Hippamila coming out, one of them immediately shouted: "My lord priest, you are finally here, these guys are going to drive us away!"
"What's the matter?" Hippamila asked-Shimilud's doctrine is peace and tolerance, and she herself doesn't like fighting. If the opponent is also for weapons, it's not a big deal to back down.
Those things are useless anyway, she thought.
"Ask this guy!" A person in the crowd was kicked out.
The young man in the black robe stumbled forward a few steps, secretly crying, it was he who quietly left a mark along the way, but he didn't expect to catch someone upright, let alone his colleagues who would block him in spite of his safety. Come up.
Facing the look in Hippamira's eyes, he naturally hesitated and couldn't speak, for fear that this lady priest would be destroyed by a punishing thunder.
At this time, the Thunder and Lightning of God had silently completed the version update in his heart.
"Go to the back and pay attention to your safety." Hippamira replied.
"What?" The young man was stunned: "You...you won't kill me?"
Hippamira shook her head and did not speak. She was not familiar with this era, but she was not a fool. These Black Fire cultists were murderous at first glance. How could they care about leaving things alive? With luck, this person might be able to live. Come down, but there is only a small chance.
At this moment the big man in front suddenly turned his head and said, "I think they are looking for you, my lord."
"Find me?"
The other party quickly answered her question—
I saw an old acquaintance walked out from behind the cultists. It was the corrupt lord Andesa. The latter put his hand behind his neck and gently propped up his long hair. The vine-like hair wriggled like a bug. , Disgusting.
But in any case, she was still considered a charming woman, especially with Miaoman's carcass and majestic breasts. She glanced around at the crowd, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips.
"Little girl, we meet again, where is your lord?"
After Andesa said this, although her eyes were still calm, she was wary in her heart. No one knows Brando's strength better than her. At the time of the trade winds, the opponent was still an inconspicuous little guy. She hadn't seen it for half a year, and her strength was not enough.
Even if she was baptized twice with divine blood.
The blood of the little prince was so delicious, the thought flashed through her heart.
But this still can't offset the fear in her heart. This is really terrible. If someone told her that drinking boiled water can increase her strength, then she must pinch that fool to death so as not to be regarded as an idiot.
As for now, she estimated that she would still pinch the other party to death-because drinking boiled water to increase her strength, what is it? Right now some people here will breathe stronger when they eat or sleep.
If Andesa knows about the game "Amber Sword", I am afraid that at this moment, I have already yelled in my heart: GM, someone here has opened a plug-in!
She was wary in her heart, but Master Dragon Queen's words could not be violated-that was also a figure she couldn't afford to offend. Andesa couldn't help but look at Hippamira carefully, turning her own calculations in her heart: "These people must be stopped, and they must not be allowed to destroy the Dragon Queen’s plan. The hastily summoned Frederic has not yet passed. Period of weakness."
The plan in her heart was that it would be best if she could catch the little girl and threaten that person. As long as Brando was not near the opponent, Andesa knew that the little girl in front of her was not her opponent.
So she tried to use words first, trying to find clues, but she was a little wrong—
Hippamilla stopped talking the moment she saw this woman.
At this time, the difference between ancient priests and modern priests appeared. If it were the priest of the Temple of Flame, he might have a verbal confrontation, and he would slowly prepare for battle after he could not take advantage.
However, Hippamira was the priest of Himilud. In ancient times, the priests were trained in this way—they were warriors first, and then priests. The harsh natural environment and the need to participate in the war of orderly territory at any time. Qualified military priest.
Even Hippamira is a pacifist.
But that was a pacifist for thousands of years.
The definition between them is very different.
Without a word, the clergyman threw out the card that she had just started—the tin hymn. Two angels with trombone descended from the sky. The choir sang hymn among the clouds and walked slowly along a snow-white cloud path. Down.
The holy singing fell from mid-air and merged into the cloth visor, cotton armor and even ordinary clothing of every citizen present. Then they were surprised to find that their cloth visor gradually turned into a sparkling white light in a white light. For the chain armor shirt, the cotton armor becomes a thick inlaid leather armor.
The big Paluk became a fully armed dragon knight. The armor on his body seemed to weigh at least half a ton, but it was so light that it did not affect the latter's actions.
"This is… "
"A miracle!"
"This is a large-scale blessing holy technique, it is a prayer of war!" The knowledgeable person had already cried out in surprise, but unfortunately his knowledge only stopped there.
"Miss priest is the priest of war!"
Everyone exclaimed, and they lost a lot of their fear of facing the cultists, and the cultists on the opposite side became agitated. Looking at the faction of Hippamira, who doesn't know that she is a pastor with the army
Priests of war are high-ranking military priests, and they refer specifically to those monks and priests who will fight with the army, not those killed who clean the battlefield and sprinkle water for prayer.
Such priests have become fewer and fewer in this era. People generally call them together with Paladins. The reason why the Flame Knights of the Cruz people are so powerful is because they themselves are also regarded as military priests.
Most people who fight alongside priests and soldiers feel more anxious for safety and peace of mind, but their enemies often feel their scalp numb.
These are the elites in the temple.
"You are from Faenzan!" Andesa finally reacted at this moment, exclaiming a little angrily. In this era, the war priests of the Temple of Flame, who used the golden flame spell, were accustomed to taking the initiative to attack, and only the priests of Fa Enzan liked to pray the holy spell first.
But she still admitted it was wrong. After all, the scenery of the Temple of the Earth was a matter of the time when the holy spear sky and the mountains and rivers were not lost, and it was so long that it was almost impossible to test.
Hippamilla still doesn't intend to answer any questions, focus on self-denial. This is the minimum requirement of priests on the battlefield. The enemy they faced in their era was a powerful Twilight Seed. How can they be distracted on the battlefield
So that the lady priest is still a little curious, thinking that this crazy woman fights and does not fight, what is it doing here endlessly? To let Andesha know what she was thinking, she probably vomited blood out of anger.
Hippamilla muttered in a low voice, and several beams of light descended from the dark night sky above everyone's heads, shining a piece of holy white on the entire street—the people within the beam of light immediately felt their power doubled and their spirits The fatigue on the desk seemed to be swept away in an instant, and he couldn't help screaming with excitement.
It's like the sound of a horn blowing on the battlefield. It was clear that it was just a group of civilians a moment ago. At this moment, it seems that they have mastered the memory of the battle proficiently. The helmet is also worn upright, the long sword in the hand is not crooked, and the team is also Standing neatly, ready to go at any time, you can start an impact.
This is exactly her element, the land of holy white. This polarized defensive and blessing element is a rare element of group gain in the entire "Amber Sword". This element is actually an element that approximates time. It It allows people to go back thousands of years of memory and get the experience and skills they want.
At this time, in fact, what stood in front of the cultists was no longer a miscellaneous army composed of civilians, but an army composed of ancient heroic spirits. If Hippamilla’s ability was not enough, it would be extremely As soon as the plain unfolded, these people could directly threaten wings and become an army of angels.
Hippamilla uses this ability not only to save the lives of these civilians, but also to guide Brando with a beam of light. When she knows that she is extracting elements from the element pool, Lord Lord should understand this. There was a battle.
Andesa was stunned. She had seen blessing spells, but she hadn’t seen blessing spells of this level. If the bishops of Fa Enzan had this level, then it is estimated that the Cruz people and the wind elves are not far from the subjugation. NS.
She opened her mouth and tried to urge the cultists around her to come up quickly and stop the little trash fish, but although she was smart, others were not stupid. Some people saw this scene and their calves turned tendons and they started to retreat. .
"Go and hold down those Black Fire Cultists, they are not your opponents, I will deal with Andesa." Hippamira will never talk nonsense on the battlefield. As soon as the voice fell, people had already shot out.
The ruby on the nail of the sheep’s first finger of her right little finger gleamed slightly, and the power of the selfless spirit had been manifested. She felt the enthusiasm in her body was endless, as if her physical strength was several times that of normal days, explosive power, reaction power, and insight. The strength has increased exponentially, and under the high confidence, the genus of mountains and rivers in his hands has swept over Andsha with a hammer.
But Andsha was not surprised and rejoiced. After the second time of blood pollution, her strength has been steadily higher than her own line when she was in the ring of trade winds, and at this moment, facing Hippamira, she is even more than two. level.
She didn't expect that the other party would dare to seek a dead end.
At this moment, she didn't bother to care about the black fire cultists who couldn't support the wall by the mud. She raised her hand, brushed a vine whip and shot it at Hippamila in the air.
But when the vines had just entangled the genus of mountains and rivers, Andesa secretly felt wrong.
The power of her law—corrosion, didn't even work.
Of course, Andesa intends to use her own law to erode the artifact, and she really thinks too much. At this time, the first sheep's head on the little finger of Hippamilla's left hand lit up, and the seal of Chongde was revealed.
Belief in will, perfect spirit, supreme morality.
The holy ideal of the knight's life, the perfect soul appeared in Hippamira at this moment. This is a flawless will. If Brando's barrier of will allows him to face most of the mortal spells calmly, Then Hippamira at this moment is enough to ignore some more essential things.
In an instant.
All the lines of law surrounding Hippamila, whether it is the line of the law of the Holy White Land-or the line of the law of Andesa’s corroding elements, all deviate, and they are completely beyond the control of their elements. .
Andsha almost didn't stare her eyes out: "The Supreme Will Barrier, the law is invalidated!"