"That, that's Dragon Power Potion... How come there are so many!" The black-haired boy standing far behind saw the scene of Brando's young people pouring Long Power Potion and almost bit him off in shock. Tongue.
"Ronuo, what's the matter?" The daughter of the flower-leaf collar seemed to have reacted from the previous shock. She asked in a low voice unconsciously—it seemed that a little louder would distract the ferocious Eruin hillbilly. It seems to be attracted.
"He, does he treat the dragon power potion as boiled water..." Ronuo said with a bit of hatred for iron and steel, "It would be great if it were used on knights with higher talents."
When he said so, he was really a bit worried about the ancients.
"What's all the fuss about Dragon Power Potion." Elman glanced at his companion somewhat coldly. Before, he pushed him when he thought Brando was going to kill them. Although it can be said to be an instinctive reaction, The Viscount knew very well that this enmity was settled.
Instead of explaining, he wanted to act decisively. Although the opponent is a genius, genius only represents the potential for the future. In this black forest, he has the opportunity to let the opponent have no future.
When Rono heard what he said, he turned his head and glanced at his'companion'. Different from Elman’s indifference, the black-haired teenager wrote his contempt for the other party’s performance on his face. Elman’s previous behavior made him both angry and disdainful:
"What do you know, that is the truly pure Dragon Power Potion, the things you have taken and the ones taken by the young people are nothing but rubbish."
"If I read it right, the purity might be a real dragon blood product."
The black-haired boy made no secret of his contempt, and made Elman take a breath in secret, but he didn't show it on his face, he just glanced at Brando over there coldly.
"Okay, it's almost time to go back. It's not too late to walk." The Viscount Lord said again, he was not very good at saying that this time it was a mistake-but this was the proposal of the little princess of the flower leaf collar, even though If something goes wrong, he has to take the responsibility on himself.
Unlike Ronuo, he has seen a lot of geniuses, but there is only one heir to the Duke of Mandhill.
He took the risk to come here just to please the little princess.
But Brando's sword almost destroyed his perfect image before. At that time, he thought he was going to die. Since he was going to die, then any alchemy genius, any flower and leaf collar lady, were meaningless.
At the juncture of life and death, his life is the most realistic.
But he didn't expect that the damn Eruin was just a warning to them. Elman took a deep breath with a cold face. Fortunately, the young lady was shocked and didn't notice anything at all. Although Ronuo had feuds with him, he was not the kind of person who likes to chew his tongue.
However, it still disturbed Viscount Elman that his own handle fell on someone else's hand. He glanced at Ronuo with a look at the corpse.
"Look over there!" Faina suddenly shouted at this moment.
Everyone felt a faint light under the night sky.
A pair of huge, cyan transparent wings that almost spanned the battlefield opened.
But those were not wings made of light, but tiny magic circles. Wind spirit spiders appeared in the air head by head, hanging a golden holy sword.
The light wings turned golden in an instant.
Everyone took a deep breath, although it was not the first time for some of them to see this scene, but the countless golden holy swords gleaming and hanging upside down in the sky at night are more than the magnificence displayed in the daytime. A breath of fantasy.
Count Ouding raised his head, almost petrified, and the Eruin nobles behind him were even more shocked-what is this
Spells
Their eyes fell from the huge light curtain in the sky, and onto Brando. Is this the young man's spell? But shouldn't the young nobleman be a swordsman in the golden realm
This is not a magic swordsman's skill.
Or do you mean double cultivation of spells
Brando didn't care about the eyes of other people, or he was used to it, he just pressed his lips and pointed the sword of the earth in his hand forward.
"Head down!"
"Head down! Lord Lord is starting to attack!" Each group leader understood, and immediately shouted.
The knights on one side were taken aback for a moment, and they turned their heads subconsciously, but saw a dazzling light in the sky lit up-the white light pierced everyone's eyes.
Then a beam of light runs through the world.
The beam of light pierced straight down, as if a sharp sword pierced through the body of a black wolf. A single-headed black wolf has the strength of the peak of black iron, but under the blow of the holy sword, the defense of the peak of black iron is not as fragile as it is. It's a piece of paper.
The beam of light burned through the fur of the black wolf at first, and then turned its internal organs into fly ashes. The black wolf still maintained the support of the front pounce, but with a slap in the air, it turned into a pile of flies and exploded, turning into ashes. fall.
Then more beams of light shot down, some of them almost wiped the top of the knights' heads, and the terrible power scared everyone's heads.
But the luck of the black wolf locked by the beam of light is not so good, almost every beam of light flashes, and it will take away the lives of two or three black wolves.
Brando commanded dozens of light beams of the Dragoon system to sweep the front of the position two or three times, as if a golden palm plowed two or three times from a black wolf like the tide, letting the number of these monsters in an instant Reduced by more than half, the first wave of Black Wolf's offensive suddenly fell apart.
The black wolf that Brando killed himself can get 7 or 8 points of experience, and this round of attacks allowed him to get close to 300 points of experience.
As soon as the Black Wolf's offensive became weak, the young people and the knights felt pressure relieved. They immediately heard Brando shouting from behind: "Attack forward!"
Oeting was taken aback. He meant to fight and retreat so as to join the main force of the Eluin envoy, or at least retreat to the defense lines of the druids behind.
"Lord Lord!" he shouted.
"Brando, Baron Fir," Brando replied.
"Mr. Baron," Ouding shouted, "We have to step back, it's too unsafe ahead."
Brando smiled, and pointed his sword forward: "Eruin will never go back."
Ou Ting stayed, he thought this young man was crazy. Although they all have a large number of silver strength deployments under them, in the face of the endless wave of wolves, this manpower is just a stone in the sea.
"My Lord Baron." At this time, Roberon also ran up from behind. Although he looked down on Brando at first, the latter at least helped them to teach them the defiant Toquinine beasts, which made him feel a little towards Bran. Have a good impression.
But Brando's decision was too appalling. Now there are only 20 or 30 people on their side. If Brando wants to move forward, they can only follow Brando.
Robren looked at the black wolves that gush out like the tide in the forest and the encirclement they are about to take shape, feeling the earth trembling under his feet, that feeling is really uncomfortable.
This wide-bodied guy stubbornly resisted the troubled scalp and persuaded loudly: "My Lord Baron, calm down, we will all be torn to pieces if we go further!"
But Brando shook his head.
"Earl Roberlan, you are wrong, we won't." He pointed to the right: "Look, our reinforcements are here."
Roberon was taken aback, and hurriedly looked in that direction. I saw a small group of black wolves who had bypassed their position far in that direction and wanted to outflank the camp from one side. At this moment, it seemed that they had been hit head-on, and were fleeing in a hurry.
A flash of light in the forest.
It was a silver spear reflecting the light of the torch, and the ground shook, and a half-length snow-white centaur had been smashed out of the forest. Wearing silver armor, carrying a spear, and holding a long bow that no human has ever seen, they chased the black wolves and shot them.
Every arrow.
There was a black wolf tumbled to the ground and died.
Many white centaur horses are also riding a druid in a cloak of grass and trees. Those druids raised crooked sticks, huge vines ran along their sides, and those green tentacles rolled from the dirt. He got up, rolled up the corpses of those black wolves, and then threw them into the fleeing black wolves. Many black wolves were smashed to the ground.
They got up in embarrassment, and then they were chased by the centaur with a shot.
There were at least hundreds of centaurs. When they sprinted against the edge of the forest, they were like a group of heavy cavalry entering the arena, cutting into the black wolf's flanks with a heavy roar, instantly changing the situation on the battlefield.
The centaur continued to move forward. They cut between the black wolf and Brando's position, blocking the front of Brando and his party being attacked. out.
This centaur wears a armor that is different from everyone's. It has a pair of horns bent backward on its shoulder armor. The exquisite breastplate fits the skin and outlines massive muscles with metal. Holding a spear, it came to Brando and shouted:
"Human, I am Ward! We already know the proposal of the elder Druid, we will cover you to break through the first wave of the wolf disaster!"
The Eruin nobles were taken aback, and they immediately turned around to look at Brando, not understanding what kind of agreement the nobles in their own country had reached with these druids.
"You agree?" Brando asked, "What about the tree elves?"
"I am here, young man."
The light on the Centaur Ward's back twisted for a while, revealing a tall elf with green hair, a leaf headdress and a cloak, naked | topless | bare chest.
He was carrying a long bow on his back, which was almost much larger than that used by the Centaur, which made people even wonder how the elf could bow.
But as soon as the elf appeared, Antitina behind Brando was taken aback: "It's you."
This elf is the one she and Qian have seen this afternoon.
The other party smiled slightly and nodded: "If it were other humans, maybe I would reject the proposal of the druid elders, but I have a good impression of you, young man, maybe I can try to believe what you said."
Brando was also taken aback, wondering how this guy seemed to know himself. But seeing Antitina's reaction, he guessed something, so he nodded:
"There is no time for greetings, so let me talk about the plan first."
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