The violent flash even penetrated the barrier formed by the power of the soul, as if the entire space was shaking, the sound of thunder rolled, and an electric ring swept across in all directions—
With a sound of electric current, the young man who was quietly confronting the undead lord Kabais suddenly felt strange. He looked down at his woolen coat standing up, and he raised his head again on the black windbreaker. , On the streets and even on the buildings and ruins on both sides, arcs suddenly appeared and disappeared. The blue and white electric sparks stretched forward along all the conductors, making crackling noises.
Brando was startled slightly, feeling wrong instinctively.
He turned his head, but there was still peace in the fog in front of him, but this strange silence gave him a trace of alertness. He walked forward, and when he moved, Kabais followed, and the tall bones clashed out of the ruins and stopped in front of him. Brando raised his eyes and glanced at this guy, and asked angrily: "Why, haven't I eaten enough for the lesson?"
Kabais cracked his jaw and smiled silently: "Try it."
The young man's complexion sank, and the long sword was ejected from its sheath with a sound of'zheng'. It was Qian's sword, and he felt slightly lighter when he started. But even so, his mere act of throwing the sword forced Kabais to take a step back. It can be seen that the undead lord is very taboo about his weird elements, but he still made up his mind to keep him here.
Brando frowned. Kabais's cunningness was beyond his expectation, and he really didn't dare to attack rashly when he wasn't sure what was happening in front of him. He has a statue of a white deer for investigation, but the undead wizard Roscoe, who is hiding in the dark on the opposite side, is far more knowledgeable in magic than him. Playing this kind of trick in front of the opponent may not please him. .
Why doesn't Medissa report the situation
The induction in Brando's heart was thrown forward, but it was as if the line of sight had entered the mist, without any response. He took a breath, and it was at this time that a familiar, weak voice finally sounded in his heart:
"Lord Lord, time is limited, I'll make a long story short. There is also an undead general, very strong, cough cough... his name is Bai..." This is Medissa's voice.
But the sound stopped abruptly.
White
The name made Brando's head bang, why is this guy here? When he thought of the cold metal mask behind that name, the cold hair behind him couldn't help standing upright. If he guessed correctly, there is only one general in Instaron's camp who will be called this way, and that is the Black Knight, one of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse, the Judge, Bai Tiamas Juyue. But this guy is Targus's deputy. Shouldn't Targus and Madara still be fighting with Eruin's Southern Legion further south? What is the situation
If it is only to sign an agreement with Grudin or even Denel, there is no need for such a heavyweight to come out. What conspiracy are these dead souls planning here
Countless thoughts flashed in Brando's mind for a while, and Bai's appearance made him a little unprepared, but the young man at least kept his surface calm. He raised his head, took a cold look at Kabais, and then approached with a long sword—the light yellow soul fire flashed in the eye sockets of the tall skeleton frame, and he didn't seem to understand why Brando seemed to suddenly become Be impulsive. But it has only one task, and that is to stop this young man.
Kabais' body slightly buckled, and he had already clenched the short spear in his claws.
Faced with this difficult guy, Brando grinds his teeth. Now that the situation has reversed, he has no time to entangle with this guy here. He sinks his face and said coldly: "Kabais, if you still want to return to the hill of the dead to run your own territory, I will give You have one chance." In a hurry, Brando didn't mind calling out the other party's bottom.
A flame flashed in Kabais' eyes: "Are you familiar with us?"
Brando didn't seem to hear it, so he threw the sword in his hand;'When' there was a sound of metal colliding with the ground, then the young man raised his head and stared at the other party without saying a word.
It seems to be looking at a dead thing.
Kabais cracked his jaw and smiled sarcastically, "Why, young human, do you want to surrender?"
"Cabais, you idiot, be careful—" Rothko's voice came from the street.
"how?"
"Be careful, there is a wave of magic in him!" the young necromancer reminded in an angry tone.
Kabais was taken aback and couldn't help looking at Brando, who was motionless. But while being wary of the opponent's sudden move, it stretched out its fingers with only the joints and pointed forward: "You mean, this young man in his early twenties is not only a golden swordsman, but also a wizard. Rothko, are you stupid to learn spiritism?" the tall bone frame asked in a playful tone.
Rothko's voice fell silent, in fact even he himself felt a little unlikely. Because even those who are chosen by nature will never be able to do everything. Some people may be talented, but time is always limited. A Golden Swordsman in his early twenties also comes with the identity of a wizard. This is simply a fantasy, and I am afraid that only the sages in the battle of the saints have such strength.
But what kind of existence is the sage
Gilt, King of Flames, Saint Osor after the Wind, Great Priest Faenzan, Saint Ellanta, the four sages who led the various races to defeat the Dark Dragon in the Battle of Saints, which one is not the one who rules The real king. Even the eternal monarch Loki, who is holding a mercury rod to unify Madara, can only bow his head in front of these people, and it is hard to beat him in terms of strength or reputation.
It’s just that neither Roscoe nor Kabais guessed it, they weren’t wrong, but Brando’s magical fluctuations did not come from the wizard—
It's a brigade master.
Brando lowered his eyelids and silently retrieved his element pool. In fact, since he opened the element pool for the first time, his element pool has basically not changed: the fire element has ten grids, the other elements have eight grids, and there is still no light or dark element. Pool. Looking at such a nearly half-crippled element pool, the young man couldn't help but sigh secretly-relying on such a meager strength, he has no ability to change the situation-Brando closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
So, so, there is only one way left.
At the same moment. When Cabis saw Brando closing his eyes and standing there motionless, instead of taking the initiative to attack, he took a step back slightly without knowing the depth; in the previous battle between the young man and it, The psychological shadow that the weird element caused to this tall skeleton was too deep. Although the undead did not have the emotion of fear, they also did not have the habit of sending them to the door to teach the other party.
Especially the undead lord who is in a high position like Kabais, first of all, the conservative honor of the dark nobles does not allow it to do so.
"The magic is gathering, Kabais." Rothko finally couldn't help but speak. The magic power surrounding Brando has broken through the limit of magic power that an intermediate wizard can possess, going straight to the advanced level, and it seems that it will break the boundary between black iron and silver. Kabais made a creaking sound in his chest, and it replied angrily: "I know, I feel it too, don't worry—"
Indeed, the first-tier silver wizard has nothing to worry about.
However, a gold-level swordsman who is also a silver-level wizard at the same time made the pair of undead partners suddenly feel a little wondering what language they should use to describe themselves. Rothko even doubted whether they came here to find this young man's troubles a wrong choice, the potential is limitless! He couldn't believe that he could actually witness the birth of such a genius with his own eyes.
But Brando finally opened his eyes again, and there was peace in his light brown eyes. At that moment, both Rothko and Kabais keenly felt that the young man's aura had changed. It is no longer the coldness brought about by the elements, but a state of inclusiveness—
"At four o'clock, the Matanyas call it: dark sleep is the stage when everything and everything rests," Brando raised his eyelids and glanced at the tall general skeleton: "If I remember correctly, The day the undead calls midnight is the darkest moment of the day. I'm not wrong, Kabais?"
"what?"
Kabais tightly grasped the short spear in his hand and uttered a meaningless syllable from his chest.
"Nothing," Brando shook his head. "I just want to say that before the sun grows, the world is indeed dark—" He raised his hand and threw it forward—in the eyes of Cabis and others, there was nothing. , But Brando really seems to have thrown a card with the gleam of fate: "But the darkness is also good for me!"
The card fell on the ground.
"Card of Destiny: The mercenary of Rubis, discard back to the library, reset and enter the battlefield!"
The wind element pool was emptied in an instant. Then in the shocked eyes of Kabais and Rothko, twelve mercenaries appeared along with twelve arrays on the street, and the Lubbes mercenaries who had just entered looked at each other and did not understand for a while. What happened. But only Tiger Sparrow reacted first, and he immediately asked in his heart:
"My lord, what's the matter, you reset the deck?"
Brando nodded.
But Kabais’ gaze swept across these mercenaries one by one, and the soul fire in his eyes shook slightly: “I didn’t expect you to be a summoner, a young human. With the strength of the silver rank, summon twelve blacks at once. I’ve never seen an iron-ranked combat creature with such a summoning spell. You are indeed not an ordinary person, Brando, or Viscount Gunstyn. But—"The tall bone frame turned around, and it looked hoarse and low. He asked in a voice, "Do you think that adding 12 more black iron ranks can change the situation?"
Kabais shook his head and sneered silently.
It's just that the young man didn't seem to hear his words. He had a plan in his heart, he turned his head, his eyes fell on the wild elf sisters—