In the mist, the changes on the battlefield were so fast that people couldn't understand them.
The Undead Legion, which was still chasing the crystal clusters, has now surrounded their original allies. Coincidentally, the Black Plague Legion, which escaped because of Brando, is now with Metis’ Ringo’s Guard. Facing each other head-on.
They are certainly not the silver elves' opponents, but around the Black Plague Legion, there are three other legions that closely monitor the silver elves' every move.
The floating fleets of the undead lined up in mid-air, but they did not dare to act rashly. In front of them were the Dragon King Cavalry of the Silver Elf clan. There were only a few hundred knights, but their reputation in history was enough to make any one float. The air fleet is terrified.
Lich Dalin obviously didn't intend to lose most of his strength here.
Brando and others' team is behind the elf knights, and there are two more silver elves in the team at this moment-one of them is naturally Metisa, and the other is the commander of the silver elf Solakkad Knights Your Excellency, it is said that Brando once met the opponent on the battlefield of Ampersel, and if Chablis is included, this is the third time he has dealt with the opponent.
Coincidentally, the situation is the same every time.
In Amperthel’s time, he used the tokens of the elves to entrust the silver elves to help, and in Chablis, the silver elves happened to help him at that time, although it was because of Metis’ relationship. It was almost the same once, if the silver elves hadn't come to the rescue, there would be nothing wrong with him and the undead at this moment.
It is estimated that only countless army of crystal clusters will remain on this battlefield.
"Your Excellency, we meet again."
Most of the elves have beautiful faces, and the silver elves of the silver line are even more so. At the beginning, Namenis, the commander of the Phoenix Guard in Chablis, was a super beautiful man, and now the knight commander is not too much.
Brando is really jealous of this natural genetic advantage and has no strength. He can only smile bitterly: "Your Excellency Commander, you are here to make me feel a lot of pressure."
"A lot of pressure?"
Although the leader of the silver elf knight didn't quite understand what this human language meant, it did not prevent him from understanding Brando's joke, and smiled gently.
"terribly sorry."
This is of course a joke, neither is taken seriously, Brando raised his head and looked in midair: "What are you going to do next?"
"It depends on what the lord said."
"You leave, it seems that if I am not satisfied with her, the emperor will not give up."
The leader of the silver elf knight glanced at him: "Have you decided?"
Brando nodded.
The latter bowed slightly and looked at Medissa aside: "Your Royal Highness?"
"I want to stay with Lord Lord."
"But everyone missed you very much, Your Royal Highness."
"To be able to fight side by side with you again after a thousand years, this has made me very satisfied. I dare not ask for more. Go back. Now Medissa is no longer the princess of the millennium ago. I just Lord Lord’s retainer, I have an obligation to stay here and fight shoulder to shoulder with Lord Lord.”
Medissa replied with a faint smile.
The leader of the silver elf knight sighed, and nodded: "Then Lord, I hope we can fight together on the real battlefield."
"Definitely, yes, please help me to say hello to Namenis. I went back to Chablis last time and found that they were no longer there." Brando replied.
"All the silver elves have returned to the Holy Silver Valley. We must make long-term preparations for the next war." The latter replied, "But I will bring your greetings to him, Lord Lord, may the stars and the moon The light always shines on your head."
"May the brilliance of the stars and moon be with you."
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"The silver spirit retreated..."
The undead lords saw the movement of the Linge Guard from a distance, and the Dragon King knights in the sky were also turning their heads. Although they were not afraid to fight with the silver elves, the silver line still survived the battle of the saints. If you can choose Of course, not many people in this world are willing to face them face-to-face.
A voice of relief.
It seems that these silver elves are still unwilling to fight against Madara for a few humans. After all, the other party should also know that only the Empire of the Dead Moon in this world can join forces with them to fight Twilight.
In this war, Eruin is destined to not have the status of a small kingdom in this district.
But in a sigh of rejoicing, there was no trace of joy in those dark eyes, which had always been cold and indifferent. She turned her head and glanced coldly at her officials.
"Isaac, come with me."
A path was quickly divided among the undead army.
Brando squinted. The first thing he saw was the mercury rod, and then the man holding the mercury rod. The other party was almost the same in his memory. The Emperor of the Dead Moon Empire, although she should be younger than in history in this era, this is actually not much different for the necromancer.
Her appearance remained at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, with very rare long black hair and eyes. It is said that Her Majesty the Queen is of Miner blood, and there is another saying that she is a descendant of Odin.
There is no expression on the face of the queen, which is different from the majesty and arrogance of the silver queen Constance. The supreme of the undead is pure indifference, although some players privately call it the queen of facial paralysis.
However, in Brando's memory, the supreme one did seldom show any external emotions. She was like a sophisticated machine, ruling the empire with harsh methods.
to be honest.
He originally thought that the other party would directly order an attack without saying a word. The other party's ability to appear in front of him was already a little bit beyond his expectation.
"Instaron, Targus."
The Supreme One of the Undead spoke first, but not to Brando, but to the two people beside him. Frank, who was staying beside Brando, immediately became angry, and Princess Magdal frowned. Although Brando is far from the majesty of Madara in terms of identity, at this moment On the battlefield, the two sides, as commanders-in-chief, are actually equal.
Not to mention that Brando's previous strength should be enough to win the respect of any ruler of the empire.
Perhaps others don't have any idea about the so-called humiliation of officials, but as a former coalition marshal who deepened the rules of the game among the nobles, Frank clearly understood that this woman was showing her contempt for them.
In the same way, Magdal felt wrong for the first time.
But Brando didn't care. He was still looking at the legendary monarch. Few people could actually see the Queen in the previous life. Most of the players' understanding of her came from scarce video and image data. And some of the official publicity PV.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had met each other.
"Your Majesty, we are now the prisoners of Mr. Earls." Targus glanced at his colleague and replied calmly.
Instalong couldn't help being a little grateful. He knew that if he answered by himself, he would not be able to lie to the supreme emperor, but that would not circumvent the question of his current identity.
The dark aristocrat kept his promise. Although he was not afraid to fulfill his promise, he also understood that it might not be a wise thing to uncover this issue at this time.
Sure enough, as soon as Targus spoke, Her Majesty the Queen of Madara cast his eyes on Brando.
This time, her tone was even more indifferent:
"I know who you are, human, I give you a chance, surrender to me, you can get everything you want."
"Everything I want?"
The woman looked at him coldly, her gaze seemed like a cold blade, which made people afraid to look straight.
Brando also frowned subconsciously. He was determined. Although he was not afraid of him, he also felt a little overwhelmed.
It is recorded in history that this majesty is the gifted monarch of Madara, as if he was born with a mercury rod. He originally thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now he found that it may not be the case.
There will be a person with such a will in this world, and even faintly surpass him, and only such a person can control the power of darkness.
Although the dark elemental orbs and scepters are powerful, they have always been a heavy burden for any bearer. If they are not firm, they will easily be eroded, just like those witches who are eroded by the dark magic and become crazy.
Although Brando did not deny her words, the supreme being holding a mercury rod heard what he meant from the latter's words.
"This is your answer?"
Brando suddenly became a little bit funny, thinking that life is all about acting. On the surface, this woman seems indifferent to anything, but if there is a golden figure in this world, maybe she can easily take a queen or something. .
He nodded.
The latter glanced at him deeply, turned and left, and the army of undead immediately closed behind her.
Brando looked in that direction, and suddenly said to himself: "It seems that your queen's ambition is bigger than I thought. If there is a chance, she will definitely bring me to Dailin. Solve it together."
As he said, he turned his head, and the next moment, the white phantom appeared next to him again.
"Sister...?" Medissa yelled in surprise.
Bai Xing looked back at her, pretending to be disdainful, and turned his gaze to the front: "If you don't even have this capability, you deserve to die here."
"I'm surrounded by an army of undead, Ms. Tiamas," Brando replied grimly, "You threw us to this place. In addition to watching a big show for free, we also What can you do?"
"There are also natural gems and mercury rods," Bai replied, "that is also your goal."
"Then what are you going to let me use to fight this Queen?"
"Aren't you already confident, Mr. Earl."
Bai glanced at him disdainfully.