The remnants of the army were defeated in one place.
The previous battle seemed to be over in a moment. Brando almost didn't do much. He used his own space element to force the knights behind the guards to hold them in place, and then Huang Huo shot them one by one. Ordinary people who are vulnerable.
Instaron and Targus only taught a few guys who didn't have long eyes to cross the line. When they retracted their swords and sheathed them, there were only a pile of town guards full of teeth on the ground.
What made Roslin’s knights dumbfounded was that they were still nailed to the street by an invisible force, not to mention lifting their feet, they couldn’t even move a finger, so they could only look at themselves so dryly. His men were beaten badly.
They were nailed to the street with their pterosaurs as if they were puppets, and lined up in a row, as if these guys who were beaten all over looking for teeth invited to join in the audience. In addition to watching, probably Shout out a few words.
It's just that they haven't figured out how to organize their lines for the time being, and this one-sided battle has come to an end.
The knights did not understand how the power of the ghost and god that locked them up came from, but this did not prevent them from using their brains to guess who did it.
Except for a few people—
For example, the short black knight who is still clamoring to let Brando, a hillbilly, see what is called a big scene, he probably still wishfully thinks Brando is a lone traveler who wanders in the wilderness and has never seen humans. Take order and the state as the united strength of the organization.
Instaron felt a little sad for Lord Rosalin’s Lord, he was thinking about what caused this Lord Lord to raise such a group of mentally handicapped people, even if he has never seen what your wanted opponent grows. Looks like, but it won't take a long time to find out why this person is wanted
"Would you like me to shut him up?" Targus asked gracefully behind Brando. Maybe he was a little annoyed by this guy. Madara is a silent country, noisy. The guy had been thrown into the abyss of eternal death long ago to feed the ice dragon.
Under the dome of the Hall of Eternal Death, apart from the clacking footsteps of the dark nobles on the smooth obsidian ground, there is only the quiet breathing of the ice dragon. The undead will occasionally raise their questions to their eternal and immortal queen. Opinion, but concise and concise.
Brando shook his head, he didn't want to do anything for this little thing, not to mention that the man's words had no effect other than making himself ugly.
It's ridiculous, what kind of big scene he hasn't seen before, he used to talk and laugh with the dragon of twilight, and little Roman is higher than these guys.
He didn't let go of these knights because he knew that he was only the forward of Lord Rosalin-of course, the forward might be a bit too exaggerating, because Brando always suspected that these people did not coordinate well, so he would go first. One step appeared in front of him.
The slight vibration of the ground came from several directions, and he could easily detect that a large group of people was encircling this place by maneuvering in several nearby streets. He guessed that their original intention should be to encircle their group of people, and then give it to the Lord Rosalin to send off, but this somewhat complicated tactical arrangement is obviously embarrassing. These tactical skills are in Cruz-even in Eru. Because even the local garrison can't keep up with the knight masters.
Although their personal strength is strong, gathering together reluctantly can be regarded as a group of guerrillas at best. There is a big gap between a group of headless flies and a group of soldiers.
These knights who came forward inexplicably made the lord's wish to encircle him completely frustrated. Simply put, he can now walk out of this gap in a big way, leaving only a cool back for those who catch up behind him.
But Brando didn't do that. Anyway, he wanted to meet the Lord Lord too, to see if he could'persuade' him to release the Yufeng family fleet. After all, riding the ghost ship of the undead was not a comfortable experience.
He only patted Huang Huo’s somewhat tight shoulders, signalling the latter to be relieved, and don’t hold his sword so tightly. He was a little pity the sharkskin scabbard of that sword—it was covered with embroidery thread. The beautiful sleeves, these lines are almost soaking the sweat in the hands of this easy-to-serious little girl.
"Mr. Brando." Huang Huo realized his gaffe, and hurriedly turned around to apologize to Brando-although she is considered to be the top of Rosalin's strength, her mentality has not been separated from the rookie mentality, even if she is calm, it is inevitable. He overestimated the enemy's level and treated every battle as a battle of life and death.
Although such a mentality may not be undesirable, if you have to concentrate and go all out as a human being and crushing an ant to death, it would be too rigid and dogmatic.
"Don't be so cautious." Brando replied. He is a little optimistic about this Huang Yu's sister. He and Echo are good friends. From this level of relationship, he also has the heart to support each other.
Besides, Huang Huo is like a simple and beautiful jade. Anyone with the heart of a warrior will inevitably be moved when he sees it. Brando can completely believe that as long as time is taken, the other party's achievements will be limitless.
In the past, there was no name for her in "Amber Sword". It may be because Jiufeng is too far away, or it may be that her time has not come yet.
He believes that once the Phoenix Fire appears in the game, it must be the top type of NPC. It may not be inferior to the names of Mephistopheles, the Great Holy See, and Veronica, the Blue Sword. It might even be comparable to those of Solomon and William.
The thought that came up in Brando's mind shocked himself. A mortal with the potential to surpass the Silver People? He pressed his temples, wondering if he had been thinking too much these days, and how could he come up with such strange thoughts for no reason.
In Warend’s history, such a character has not been born yet. The average level of mortals is far behind the silver people, and the top group of mortals are often not as good as those of the silver people. People, although the growth span of mortals is indeed the largest among the silver and gold races, the final position is far behind the latter.
Even after the Great Demon Tide, this tendency only weakened, but it did not change.
He couldn't help but take a closer look at Huang Huo, as if he was about to see some clues in this little girl, but he didn't know that his gaze seemed a little rude, even Huang Huo blushed when he saw him, thinking about it. It was strange how Mr. Lando looked at his eyes.
Fortunately, Mr. Liu is not here, otherwise he probably thought Brando had some unreasonable thoughts about their princess.
Brando did have a'non-discrimination' of Huang Huo, but it was not the non-discrimination that most people thought of, but for the first time he had the idea of accepting a student. Although he promised to teach the little Phoenix swordsmanship in Butcher, he did carefully adjust|teach the other party for a period of time after that, but only to lay the foundation for the little Phoenix in the future and pave the way for his understanding of swordsmanship. One is because although the young Phoenix has excellent talents, he is not good enough to make him stand by. Secondly, the latter and his personality are too different, and he should have a way of his own.
But in Brando's eyes, Huang Huo's talent coincided with the talent he had seen in the top fighters, as if he was born calm and calm, and he was born with a keenness to fight. In "Amber Sword", there is a saying about this kind of talent, which is called fighting like instinct.
It sounds like a beast, but it is also a beast. It is full of wild battles, which are often the most unpredictable and threatening battles for their opponents.
Such talents can be encountered but not sought, but most people who become fighters, whether innate or acquired, will carry some of them, including Brando himself, but there is a world of difference between conscious training and unconscious possession.
He had only seen a person like Huang Huo who blended her innate calmness with the keen fighting talent of a beast in one person, and she didn't even know about it herself.
To be precise, it was not a person.
That is Theoskratz, the dragon of the sky, the strongest warrior in the history of the dragon clan. Its partner is the Huawen Luosi who is known as almost becoming a god, the successor of the next generation of dragon gods.
Yes, in Brando’s eyes, Huang Huo is a natural warrior, but not a swordsman. Her path is not the way to meet the enemy with a sword. This little girl may not have realized this, but Brando believes that One day she will understand this.
He raised his head, the vibration in the street became more obvious, and the knights not far away were still immobile like puppets. If in the past he used the power of his own elements to anchor such a large living person, or a large living person with a golden level of strength, I am afraid that the order point will disappear like flying, but now his order pool is standing still. , Which means that he anchored these people as if it was a natural response to the law, and he didn't use much force at all.
This is the gap between the plains with extremes and the plains without extremes. These people may not understand that they have already fallen into the envelope of Brando's law domain, but at the peak of the extreme state, the material world of the law domain is integrated, and outsiders can't see it with the naked eye.
If they have the strength to manifest elements, they can slightly detect some differences, but unfortunately they don't.
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