"I know it's not my opponent, but I still have to resist, isn't it stupid?" Gray Sword Saint held the hilt in his right hand, carried a huge sword on his shoulders, and looked at Brando, said.
Otales smiled: "Your swordsmanship is strong, but you have no eyes."
The change of Brando's tone made Mephistopheles a little startled, but this doubt was like a dragonfly flying across the lake. "Even so, do you still want to say you are not from Cruz?"
"Is it right? I'll know in a moment."
"Why, want to escape?" Mephistopheles looked at him.
Otales-Brando smiled slightly. "Antitina," she said quietly behind her, her voice as thin as hair.
"Yep."
"Go north along this valley and wait for me at Saint White Rock."
"Holy White Rock?"
"Just see the white stone."
Antitina looked at her lord, and nodded seemingly, without asking much. Mephistopheles, who stood not far away, watched the conversation between the two of them. The hand holding the sword hilt was slightly loosened and then clenched again. With his perception, he could not capture this conversation, but he wanted Brando even though If you want to run, you don't have to run far.
Besides, his main target is Veronica, as long as Brando is under his control.
"Little clever." Gray Sword Saint watched this scene silently, and the pale and slender fingers on the hilt of the sword were loosened again.
Brando told Otales a rest point in the past game. The place in the Black Forest is similar to the holy white rock and the sacred fountain where the order is the most stable. To put it bluntly, it is provided by the game designer for the player to rest. Locally, there are three rest points in the task of wolf disaster all behind the wolf pass, and the nearest one is not far away.
After finishing talking with Antitina, Otales turned her head and raised the sword in her hand.
"Oh?" Mephistopheles said, looking at her-he, and asked: "Ready?"
"Your Excellency is very confident." These words are Otales's answer. Mephistopheles' arrogance obviously aroused the arrogance of this female knight hero from ancient times.
Grey Sword Saint did not answer, he used the big sword in his hand to point at Otales-Brando as a reply.
Give it a try-what this sentence means.
Otales hummed with a peculiar pride from her nose, and the sword in her hand swung down, and six cyan air currents rose behind her, like wings.
"This is!" Mephistopheles' complexion changed-Wind Elf's combat skills, cruising in the sky. Otales leaped backwards, and the whole person slipped backwards like a ghost, not fast—but that was an illusion, as evidenced by a series of afterimages caused by deceptive visions when he retreated.
In everyone's eyes, the young lord was still in front of him for a moment, but he was at the edge of the forest in the blink of an eye. Grey Sword Saint snorted coldly and turned into a black dragon to chase him up, slowing down a bit, so this chase turned into a competition of endurance.
Otales changed direction at the edge of the forest and plunged into the forest. "Which direction?" she asked.
"A mile or two is enough."
"It's a little far away, little guy." Otales's wings fluttered behind her, as if she was sliding between tall trees. She looked back, and Mephistopheles was only one step behind with the giant sword in his hand.
Grey Sword Saint is very slow, but that is only relatively speaking.
"If you can stop him with that trick, it will be fine," she replied.
"No, no way, the use of Holy Sword Art requires conditions." Brando took the crowd through Spin Ridge for most of the day, but in fact, he kept the Holy Sword on the field for the first two hours, his earth element The pool is already empty.
The conversation between the two was only an instant, and Mephistopheles behind had already launched an attack.
He pushed the giant sword forward, and the three beams of sword aura like a white ribbon drew a graceful arc to Otales. The female knight hid behind a tree, letting all the three beams of sword aura strike. The huge tree trunk that can only be hugged by the few people in the middle, the sword energy is advancing through the trunk like an axe, the sawdust is flying, the giant tree crashes down.
Otales hurriedly leaped away to avoid the branches pressed by the khaka. "Charge." Brando reminded.
"Idiot, at this level of confrontation, the straight line will be predicted."
"Don't worry."
The two continued to exchange views in divine minds.
Mephistopheles was listening carefully to the surrounding wind and grass, Otales was covered by the fallen tree canopy, and he couldn't judge the exact location for a while.
Suddenly the cyan shadow flashed next to him, and the corner of Gray Sword Saint's eyes was moved and he subconsciously drew his sword. He swung the heavy blade, and the wind spirit spider that rushed at him was split into two halves by the volley.
The wind elemental creatures of the air element exploded in the air, and Otales seized the moment of Mephistopheles' distraction and rushed out, and the time control score was not bad. Mephistopheles turned his head keenly, but could only catch Brando's departure from the dust.
There are so many tricks.
Mephistopheles took the sword away, glanced at that side silently, and followed; he wasn't afraid of being in an ambush, just thinking that if Veronica was there, it would be solved together.
At this time, the centaur and tree elves in the valley could only see a creaking sound suddenly erupted in the distant forest, and then a huge tree crown fell down there.
Everyone could only guess that the battle broke out there, but they couldn't know what happened.
Akane's knuckles turned white, and he clenched the halberd and stared in that direction.
"So what, Miss Antitina." The tree elf leader Quinel walked over and took a look at the human girl. Brando's subsequent words were clearly to hand over the command to her.
Antitina also looked back.
"Go forward along the valley and wait for the lord at Sheng Baishi." She replied calmly.
Quinnier nodded, he turned and gestured to let the others move on. The tree elf leader kept his face cold, but finally glanced into the forest.
The team began to advance slowly, slowly moving forward in the extremely quiet snow scene, as if only the Eruin nobles hadn't reacted for a while.
In the distant forest, all the movement has disappeared since a loud bang, and the figures of the two chasing after disappearing in that direction have gone forever.
Qian stared in that direction blankly, her heart was so worried that she was too uncomfortable—the red-haired girl's heart was pounding, and for a while she was afraid that Mephistopheles would return and would lose Brando's lifeless body. When I arrived in front of her, after a while, I saw that there was no movement there, but I was lost.
Qian frowned and let out a sigh of relief, blaming herself for thinking about bad things, but in any case, she couldn't relax.
"Aki? It's time to go."
She raised her head and saw Antitina looking at herself—a noble girl wearing a white fur dress standing in the wind and snow, her round-toed leather boots trapped in a thin layer of snow, her quiet temperament seemed to make people feel stable.
"It's great, Antitina," Qian looked a little tired, "I wish I could be as strong as you."
"I'm worried too," Antitina also sighed: "But worrying is of no avail. Lord Lord's orders must be carried out."
"So," Akane was a little sad: "I really hate being so weak."
Antitina didn't answer, she herself had no bottom, but the team moved forward slowly, and the silent silence in the wind and snow seemed to drown everyone's anxiety.
But Antitina was immersed in her worries, but suddenly heard the commotion behind the centaur team-she was frowning and now even more tightly, the girl turned her head and saw the wind and snow. The half team seemed to have stopped.
"what happened?"
Antitina turned there, and suddenly saw a crowd of people walking out of the woods apart.
She saw the headed woman wearing a cyan cloak swaying in the wind, and her complexion changed-bad, she realized that there were too many things that had happened before and she didn't notice that other teams were approaching.
Especially when the wind and snow are getting heavier and harder, I'm afraid no one has noticed this at all.
It was Veronica who came.
The Cruz’s goddess of war chased Brando all the way until she passed the wolf’s pass before she really confirmed the position of the other party. She didn’t know that someone had already taken the first step, she just glanced across the entire team of centaur and tree elves.
She did not see Faina, Rono and Elman, nor Brando, but she recognized Akane and Antitina. Veronica’s slender fingers were placed on the hilt of the blue sky. On, she stepped forward—
With just one step, the whole person seems to have crossed the limitations of space and time—and turned into a bunch of wind—one step, over a distance of hundreds of meters.
Antitina was startled and backed subconsciously, but the cold blade of the sword had already been attached to her white and slender neck.
At this time Quinnier had just raised the longbow, and Akane hadn't had time to raise the Thunder Spear in her hand.
And a moment ago, Veronica was at least a hundred meters away.
Antitina froze.
The goddess of war condescendingly looked at this beautiful girl, her long black hair and eyes were of a descent from the general Eruin, she was slightly startled as if she had discovered something strange.
This doubt is fleeting.
Veronica had already used this sword with all her strength before. Akane and Quinnier could not react and expected. She would not do the same to a girl who has no power to bind a chicken, but this time this time. This empire goddess of war is really anxious.
Faina, Rono, and Elman still don’t know the news, especially Faina, the little princess with a flower and leaf collar.
"Ms. Veronica, what are you doing!" Quinier raised his longbow and aimed at the female god of war with a sharp arrow. Kuran also faintly placed his hand on the hilt of the sword not far away, ready to attack. .
But Veronica didn't even look at him, and just asked, "You should have met the people of Cruz's envoy, haven't you?"
"I don't know." Antitina replied, "They left early."
"Brando didn't kill them?"
"Naturally, Lord Lord doesn't want to start a war."
Veronica's face changed: "When did they leave."
"Sorry, I can't answer this question until Lord Lord authorizes it." Antitina added the sword blade, but didn't change her face at all: "Even if you kill me, Lord Veronica, it's the same."
"Huh!" The female army commander of the sky green snorted and retracted the sword. The threat is her bottom line, and it is naturally impossible to kill: "Then your lord."
Antitina hesitated a little, but suddenly made up her mind and replied: "My lord is not here now."
"Then you take me to find him." Veronica was a little anxious in her heart, and didn't notice the subtle anomalies between the noble girl's expressions.
"As an ordinary person, I can't keep up with you, Master Veronica."
"It's okay, then let her go with me." Veronica turned her head and looked at Qian. Qian was startled, and immediately stepped back and raised her spear to protect her. She looked at the goddess of war with a very vigilant expression.
It can be seen that the red-haired girl tightens her body at this moment. As long as Veronica changes, she will immediately fight to death. The expression on Akane’s face is clearly written, she would rather die than reveal Bran to outsiders. Much whereabouts.
But Antitina stopped her: "Aki, don't do stupid things."
Qian was startled and looked at her puzzled.
"Take Lord Veronica, and take her to see Lord Lord-" the noble girl took a breath and said word by word: "This is a-business, I-order!"
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