"The Arrow of Guidance!"
Someone yelled out from behind.
It was the sound made by the elemental sisters, the magic arrow they made by themselves, only they knew the effect best. These two shining silver arrows possess the most special magical brilliance among all kinds of magic arrows-there is no other possibility other than the arrow of guidance.
But in fact, even if they didn't say it, other mercenaries also saw this.
But what does their lord want to do with the arrow of guidance at this time? Although the arrow of guidance is a magic arrow, its damage is no different from that of an ordinary crossbow. It's a bit ugly, and it's not as powerful as the steel crossbow shot by a four-armed crossbow.
There is nothing good except accuracy.
Does Lord Lord know what weaknesses of this monster have? Such a thought flashed in everyone's mind at this moment. But it was counterproductive, because they saw the two arrows of guidance nailed into the trunks of two tall trees one after another, and with the soft sound of tension and tension, they went straight into the feathers.
"Wait... the shot missed?"
At this moment, everyone involuntarily came up with such a weird idea. If they could, many of them would probably be sweating profusely at this moment. Since ancient times, it has never been heard that anyone can miss the arrow of guidance. What kind of powerful ability is needed to miss the arrow with magic guidance
But this time does not seem to be the time to sigh for this powerful ability—
"Wait, what is that—"
However, some of the more than a dozen mercenaries still had sharp eyes, and they finally saw a thin line behind the two arrows of guidance. No, that is not a thread, but a rope.
Two guiding arrows immersed in the tree trunk pulled a rope straight between two tall trees, chest high, and at this moment, it was less than three meters away from the ghost rider galloping in the forest.
Trip the horse!
Everyone finally reacted. But they didn't have time to sigh for Brando's whimsy, because there is another problem here, the ghost knight is a spirit creature, the physical limit does not hit the core, and it can't produce an effect at all. Could it be that Lord Lord has not considered this
The ghost knight eagerly hoped that Brando had not considered this. Unfortunately, it was counterproductive. The number of ghost knights killed in Brando's last life was about more than the total number of ghost knights killed in this world so far. This is a common sense problem. How could I forget.
I saw a flash of black light on the rope, and the ghost rider had already stood up high with the horse and the man-if it were a physical war horse or a knight, at this speed, it might be easy to break the thin rope. But at this moment, the power of the soul attached to the rope caused the undead to suffer.
It felt as if it had hit a steel cable, and then it soared into the air and flew backwards.
Brando was waiting for this moment. The Ghost Rider was so dexterous that he couldn't aim at the mount. But at the moment it was quite different, he had never heard of anyone who could turn around in midair before the Civilization Element.
As for the magical skill of stepping on the back of the right foot and turning in the air, it is unheard of.
He raised his hand, and the ruby ring Freya gave him gleamed in the dark. With a movement in his heart, a laser-like red line had been shot from the ruby, right in front of the ghost rider's chest in mid-air.
"Flame!"
He read the start word, and the golden light burst out. This group of light moved along the red line, from slow to fast, but in the blink of an eye, it hit the undead who hadn't had time to land.
At that moment, it seemed that the surrounding stars were dimmed and absorbed by a point centered on the golden light. The surroundings became extremely dark, and then a group of firelight seemed to bloom from the center of the darkness, with a roar, and the air shot in all directions like a knife.
The air travels so fast that the sound is dislocated. Brando only heard a terrible roar that swept all of his hearing after a moment of extreme silence.
In the center of the explosion point, all the trees within ten meters of the area were gasified, and the soil formed crystallization. And further away, the leaves were also scorched and curled, and the heat wave rolled in, washing the faces of everyone present.
Everyone was stunned, and the younger sister of the two wild elves even murmured: "Fireball, is Lord Lord still a silver-level elemental agent..."
The sister element used her hand to cover her white forehead, and replied: "It's just a magical item." But even so, the girl's voice was still shocked. She could hardly believe that they really won, and hardly suffered any casualties.
Indeed won.
Brando has already gotten the experience reminder, he has successfully reached the twenty-third level, and there are two more levels, and the second talent can be unlocked. Compared with the first talent, which is just to reflect the characteristics of the differences between the characters, the second talent is the core talent that determines the later development path of a character.
It is also the most important talent.
"It's a pity that the fireball technique still takes too long to fly, otherwise it will be easier to use this directly." Brando sighed, he looked at the crackling burning forest, knowing that the flames would soon go out. Because there is no real fire here, the extremely high temperature only exists at the moment of explosion. The flame that everyone sees now is just an illusion formed by the cluster of elements. Otherwise, it is estimated that no one would choose to use fire spells in the game. A fireball spell would lose half of the loot, which is unacceptable to individuals.
He took a long breath and took a sip from the water bag. This battle is not exhausting, and it is not even comparable to many battles he has experienced in the past games. At that time, sometimes there was no strength to move one's fingers in a day.
But this time is different, the real race against time. Every opportunity is so precious and important that he simply cannot afford the cost of his mistakes.
Fortunately, he found that he had not lost all of his past experience.
But he was sighing, what happened in the fire scene quickly stopped him in surprise. When the flames dissipated, Brando found that the ghost rider hadn't disappeared in smoke. Instead, lying flat on the ground quietly, the evil spirit mount stopped by its side and gently touched its owner's hand.
It’s just that the evil spirit mount that gleams in the dark and the soul fire on the ghost knight’s body have collapsed to varying degrees at this moment, and this collapse is continuing, and the psychic armor on them quickly shattered, like a layer of smoke. The same dissipated, revealing the body that was originally wrapped in the thick armor or layer of armor.
"The Spirit of the Unicorn!"
Brando was stunned as he watched the bony layer of soul power on the evil spirit mount's body fall off, revealing the beautiful body underneath, with the graceful body and long horns on the forehead like the most majestic war horse. All have shown its identity.
But wait, in the legend of Vaughan, wouldn't the unicorn only become the mount of the purest girl
The young man subconsciously looked down and couldn't help but spit out the whole sip of water in his mouth. Some even choked in his nose, causing him to cough violently.
After the ghost knight's armor was completely dissipated, under the armor was an elf girl who fell asleep peacefully, like a princess.
No, it should be said that it is the soul of an elf girl.
The silver mark on her forehead is still there, which in the custom of the silver elves shows that she is not yet an adult. It seems that this is a child who has died, but this is not the time to sigh. Brando thought of the ghost knight who had fought with them for three hundred rounds before.
Turned out to be an underage girl
Can anyone tell him what this outrageous situation is
Fortunately, the spirit of the elf girl wore a very soft long skirt after the spiritual armor disintegrated, so that Brando would not fall into a more embarrassing situation.
At this time, other people gathered around one after another. They originally came up to congratulate and celebrate with their lord. But like Brando, when they found out the shape of their enemy at the moment, they all stunned.
"This is..." Tiger Sparrow saw the translucent ghost lying quietly in the center of the open space created by the fireball technique. For a while, he didn't know what to say.
Antitina was also taken aback, and asked silently, "...The one before... Is that her?"
Brando nodded.
Although it seems a little unbelievable, it seems that it is indeed the case. Moreover, this is actually not impossible. After all, evil spirits will not arise out of thin air. In fact, at the beginning, he suspected that the ghost knight might be the projection of the souls of the ancestors in the silver elf king’s grave, but he did not expect it to be a loli. .
Antitina frowned, reluctantly accepting the explanation.
"Did we kill her?" a voice asked.
Brando turned his head and saw that the younger sister of the pair of wild elf sisters was talking. Unlike her sister who just frowned slightly, the little girl obviously cared whether they had killed the same kind.
In fact, the wild elves are obviously different from the silver elves. Although the Wonder elves and the winged tribe are called the incarnation of beauty-the beauty that the wild elves give to people is like the gentle afternoon sun, bright and kind. In fact, wild elves are also one of the races that integrate best with humans. Many of them live and multiply in human society.
But the silver elves are going to appear indifferent and unattainable. They have already avoided the world for the sake of obeying the ancient prophecies, leaving the world with a mysterious and arrogant impression.
Silver elves are generally taller than humans, with a slender body and elegant demeanor. They are the earliest nobles on the earth, and they are also born nobles, and they feel like cold and gorgeous moonlight.
The ghost of the elf girl lying quietly on the ground was in such a sharp contrast with the pair of wild elf sisters at this moment.
The young man's gaze fell on Roman again. The eldest lady's eyes expressed the same wish, but by comparison, she seemed to want the answer she expected more.
Brando shook his head, his gaze fell on the ghost's indeterminate body-this phenomenon shows that the power of the soul is disintegrating, and the power to maintain this elf girl in this world has become extremely weak. Although she hasn't disappeared immediately, she must not be able to support it for too long: "She is already dead, and even now, she is only on the verge of disintegrating her soul."
The merchant lady let out a pity.
But Brando couldn't help but slap his tongue when he said this, how many lives this guy really has. After he was hit by a thousand soldiers, he was beaten by mercenaries for a long time, and then he made up another fireball technique. It is logical that he should die even ten levels higher, but the fact is that the elf girl is intact. Lie here.
Be her sleeping beauty.
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