The Amber Sword

Chapter 354: Take two enemies and one

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"Life and death!" Karenz sneered, the blade in his hand was close to Brando's body.

Brando also looked at him with a pity.

The young lord was completely suppressed by Veronica's aura, almost unable to move. But as he watched Karenz approaching him step by step, the green light net on his retina flashed layer by layer, and panels with different attributes were rapidly switching:

figure.

Mana pool.

Attributes.

Journeyman skill tree, card—

At this moment, the attribute panel is fixed on the brigade mage system.

Then Brando smiled slightly at Callenz, who was startled, not knowing why the other party was laughing. But Veronica, the commander of the Blue Sky Legion, first discovered something was wrong: "Hey, this little guy—Karenz, step back!"

She reminded.

But it was still a step too late, and a light blade burning with platinum flames had appeared in front of Brando—Blade of the White Sun. This was the first time Brando showed this card in a long time. The unfortunate Karen Count Ziel became the first visitor.

He didn't expect Brando to be able to fight back under Veronica's suppression, so when the light blade condensed out of thin air in front of him, the Lord Earl from Cruz could only stare in horror.

He was hit head-on and flew out with a scream. After doing a series of astonishingly high degree of difficulty, he fell to the floor in mid-air.

"Master Karenz!" The blonde girl with two ponytails said'Ah'.

Veronica raised her beautiful green eyebrows. She didn't expect Brando to be able to take action under her own pressure. She was surprised, but also dissatisfied; since she became the commander of the empire, no one has dared to follow her. So defiant in front of him.

The female legionnaire stretched out her hand to hold down her sword-Sky Blue, but she thought about it for a moment and endured it for a while. As the commander of the empire, an extremely famous swordsman who has already become famous, and is now more than a hundred years old, he seems to lose the respect of the empire to bully a younger generation.

In any case, the majesty of the empire cannot be profaned.

She raised her hand and said coldly: "Take this guy!" Veronica stared at Brando indifferently, waved her hand forward, and followed her behind the thirty from the Imperial Cavalry Regiment. Several knights swarmed up.

When Veronica spoke, she also let go of the pressure on Brando. Although the guys in the Cavalry Regiment were embroidered pillows, it was enough when she wanted to deal with a little Eruin nobleman.

She had seen Eruin's army, except that the Corkova Royal Knights were barely considered soldiers, the others were a mob.

But Brando felt the pressure on him loose. He raised his head and saw the imperial knights rushing towards him. At a glance, he recognized the Cruze Guards from the outfits. These guys are not Cruz's first-line army. But it was much more difficult to deal with the knights of the border cavalry group than he had just dealt with.

After all, the border cavalry in Cruz is almost similar to an organization like the Eruin garrison.

Brando took a step back steadily and drew his sword for the first time.

As soon as the long sword came out, the faint cold light refracted from the dark blade made Faina, who was bound by thorns, screamed out: "...that...that sword..."

"Be careful! Crimson blessing!" But the black-haired boy's voice immediately overwhelmed her voice.

Rono got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. It was extremely uncomfortable to put a hand on his chest, but the visceral tumbling couldn't compare to the shock in his heart at this moment—he saw Brando's right arm. The silver hand armor finally confirmed his previous suspicion.

That is the blessing of crimson, Bahamut's grip.

A real artifact in the mind of an alchemist.

Brando's hands were already lit with a red flame, and the flames tumbling up his arm, engulfing the sword of the earth in an instant. Brando flattened his sword and killed the knights. At that moment, he was like a demon walking out of hell, leaving a path of flame behind him.

Veronica's face changed when she saw Brando pull out the sword.

This is not a sub-sword master at all, the young man standing in front of her is a genuine swordsman. And when she saw the sword and armor in the opponent's hand, she knew she had made a huge mistake.

She underestimated the enemy.

Veronica immediately grasped the hilt of Sky Blue's sword, but at this time Brando had already rushed into the knights like a burning phoenix with its tail feathers transformed into a billowing flame.

"Attack from the front left—" Otales' voice was cold and calm, and she was fighting alongside him.

"Catch that knight's attack gap!"

"Don't let go back this time."

"Chasing!"

"Blocking this sword first has the best effect."

"Hey, little guy, how did you do it?" Otales was taken aback. She found that sometimes Brando seemed to know the enemy's intentions better than she did. She relied on thousands of years of experience. What happened to Lando seemed to be explained as too much talent.

Even Otales was surprised that a person could have such a high talent for swordsmanship.

Gilt, Gilt doesn't have such a good talent, right

she thinks.

But at the moment of the battle, Brando showed another picture in his eyes. In his eyes, golden lines appeared one after another, and these lines outlined a complex image:

Or offensive, defensive, outflank, the intentions of the Cavaliers are exposed in this line. As long as they lowered their bodies, a golden thread stretched out from his prepared offensive route, piercing Brando's chest.

This is the effect of in-depth analysis.

It may not be perfect, but Brando found that this skill is surprisingly suitable for him. Especially with his hundreds of years of swordsmanship experience in the past games, coupled with Otales's guidance from one side, it is even more powerful.

The Crusade knights of Cruz sometimes had not had time to make a move, they were sealed by Brando in the preparatory stage with a sword.

The knights were so depressed to death. They found something wrong with the young man. The young man seemed to know what they wanted to do. Sometimes he instinctively sank his shoulders and wanted to fight back without even realizing it. When you want to attack, the opponent has already destroyed all your possible attack routes.

That kind of feeling just wants you to lose your sword and run away right away, just like a mouse being teased by a cat.

But Brando stopped after the chase every time, which surprised the knights. They knew that if the other party had the intention, they would have killed them long ago.

But he didn't.

Is it merciful

But it doesn't look like it.

The knights didn't know why, but Veronica, who drew her sword out of the sheath, understood that Brando had already focused on her, and he knew from the beginning that she was going to make a move.

But how did he know

"She's going to shoot." Otales reminded.

"I'm very curious," Brando asked while putting aside the attacks of the knights, staring in the direction of Veronica, "Master Otales, in your heyday, you and this lady are more Stronger?"

"It's just a little girl," Otales snorted, and replied somewhat confidently: "I don't even have to use a sword against her. She is not as good as your grandfather."

"What?" Brando was surprised.

"Be careful, here it comes."

The young lord looked up and saw that Veronica seemed to be in front of him in an instant. He was taken aback and avoided the opponent's blade as soon as he rolled.

Veronica was startled slightly, thinking that this guy was avoiding it very quickly, as if he already knew how to attack before she could show up.

But the legionnaire was surprised, but Brando was scolded.

"What are you hiding?" Otales was a little dissatisfied: "Come on."

"Master Otales, I am not afraid of her in terms of swordsmanship, but in terms of strength, I sent this woman to the horizon!" Brando explained while hiding.

"Idiot, how could she use too high a level of power here," Otales scolded in his heart: "Unless she wants to destroy this bazaar with a single sword."

Brando was stunned and suddenly realized that, yes, this is the Druid’s aerial bazaar. Although it is protected by enchantment, it can support at most two gold-level duels. No matter how high the power is, no protection enchantment can hold it. .

He was startled and almost hit a sword at once, but the young man turned his head to avoid it at the last minute, causing Veronica's sword to stab against his cheek.

Jian Qi wiped a hole in his face.

Brando felt a chill on her face, but Veronica saw this scene very angry and funny. This kid dared to distract her when fighting against her. Even the famous Sword Master Cruz was not so bold — and the most exciting To her surprise, the other party also avoided!

"This kid..." Veronica couldn't help thinking: "If Cruz is so nice, I will definitely let him follow me and pass on my mantle in the future."

But Brando certainly didn't know the thoughts of the female army commander. After receiving Otales's reminder, he was determined that he had already decided to switch from defense to offense.

He stopped, then lifted the blade of the sky blue between the earth, the cyan and gray rays of light intertwined-the sky blue is a wind-type fantasy-class weapon, and it is not inferior to the earth sword Haranger in terms of level. Ya, however, the earth is stable and naturally restrains the ever-changing wind system.

Therefore, the whirlwind special effects of Sky Blue are almost completely suppressed.

Brando only felt his arm numb when the sword was handed over.

"This woman is so hard." He thought to himself. But this time he didn't back up, but drew back the sword and slammed it at the opponent.

Fight back.

Everyone was taken aback. Those imperial knights who couldn't get in at all could hardly believe their eyes, that the young man was actually fighting back.

"So bold!" Veronica was also angry. Not only was this kid not afraid of her, he even wanted to suppress her from the front, which was nothing short of a fantasy.