The scream that broke through the air quickly formed an intuitive concept in Brando's mind. If it was like a sharp airflow sonic boom when a whip was swung out-then Brando could not imagine the whip How big it should be.
to be exact.
This is a whip that sweeps across the forest.
The terrible sonic boom swept across the forest for an instant. Brando felt his head numb, and subconsciously pulled Qian forward, and the two rolled into a nearby tree hole on the spot.
Then there was a'buzz', the sound seemed to sweep across the brain, making the ear drums resonate, until a few seconds later he even felt a constant buzzing sound in his mind, and it took a long time to gradually recover Hearing.
That is terrible.
At the last moment when he fell into the tree hole, he saw the whistling attack-it was a whip-shaped wall of air, about the height of a tree trunk, and it rolled across the valley in an instant.
The moment he fell into the tree hole, the air wall just passed over his head.
Brando couldn't help but shook his head in the darkness of the tree hole. The previous impact seemed to have caused the teeth to cut his lips, and the bloody smell of his mouth-but he froze immediately-because he felt a soft response on his lips.
If it weren't for the scent of the girl in the darkness, he almost forgot that Akane was still underneath him.
Brando's face flushed immediately.
His vision has gradually adapted to the dark environment in the tree hole where even the starlight appears faint, and he gradually sees that his hands are propped on the damp soil in the tree hole—and what is so good is that Akane is not partial, just being pressed by him. She was facing him under her body, staring at him with a slightly startled mouth like a frightened little animal.
The girl's burning amber eyes appeared particularly bright in the dark.
But it is not anger that burns up, but shyness.
She almost forgot to breathe.
There was blood on the lips of the two of them, and there was a fishy salty smell on each other.
Brando sullenly said nothing, he sat up and stretched out his hand somewhat stiffly to pull Qian up. Although he has restrained himself from thinking about the previous things, but I don't know why that kind of memory is so vivid and vivid.
His lips responded with the soft fragrance of a girl, with a touch of blood and wildness, as if it could melt people's thinking.
Obviously it happened in an instant, but it was repeatedly staged in his memory, as if he lived forever in the previous moment.
Neither of them spoke.
Brando couldn't help but want to cover his face. This was the first kiss that the magician of the previous life and even this life failed. It was so embarrassing to lose it inexplicably.
He couldn't help comforting himself, maybe it was the first kiss on the forehead of the little Roman in the past-but he couldn't even agree with this kind of crappy excuse.
But isn't it the first time for Qian.
The red-haired girl felt that she was going to be so hot until it melted and turned into something like water to seep into the cold soil under her body. Her eyes widened and she was at a loss until she was pulled up by Brando in a daze.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
The two said together.
Akane lowered her head with a cry of "Ah".
Brando felt his face burning, as if the danger outside the forest had disappeared, or he had been thrown behind his head at all, even though he had experience in two lives for decades.
But he was not prepared at all in this regard.
Until Otales burst out laughing, the crisp laughter made Brando wake up like a silver bell in the dark, "Little guy, you are so cute."
"Cough." Brando coughed: "... What was it just now, did you see clearly, Master Otales."
Otales seemed to have discovered the New World, but she was not in a hurry to press on. Instead, she replied: "It seems to be the tail of something, I should have not mistaken it."
Tail
The word is like a basin of cold water that drenches Brando from head to toe. What can have a tail that big? He was startled suddenly, and suddenly remembered the previous attack that seemed really like a dragon's tail sweep.
But if it's really a tail sweep—
Martha is here.
How big is that dragon
"Wait, is there no entity?" Brando asked suddenly, taking a breath.
"It seems to be an air creature," Otales replied, "but with a glimpse, I can barely see that it is a creature made of cloud gas or water mist."
"It's a monster." Brando corrected, and he turned his head: "Aki."
Akane also reacted at this time, although she was still blushing cutely: "I see, Lord Lord-wait!" The girl was suddenly startled: "My gun is still outside!"
She raised her head and saw Brando had climbed up the tree hole.
What Brando thought at this time was that Mephistopheles and Veronica should have been in the open space just now, but these two guys won't be given a second by that blow-although this is not impossible, However, Brando still thinks this is a little weird when the great man in history hangs in front of him.
Even if he originally came to change history.
But this is too inexplicable.
He climbed out of the tree hole and first saw that Qian’s Thunder Spear was still not far away, but when Brando saw the sight outside, his face changed and his head shrank and hid in the tree hole—
Akane saw her lord's face weird, with cold sweat on her forehead.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
Brando hurriedly put his finger on his lips, beckoning her not to make a sound.
"What's that?" He couldn't help asking Otales frantically in his heart.
"Even if you ask that, I don't know, little guy," Otales took a breath. Although the monsters in the Black Forest are strange, the thing outside is too outrageous: "It looks like... "
She thought for a while before she found a reliable vocabulary: "Ten or fifteen snakes and lizards."
But Brando waited for a long time, after confirming that the thing did not find himself, he poked out his head and looked at the opponent carefully. If the first glance was just shock, then the second time he confirmed that the thing was not his own illusion. .
Even Brando couldn't help but an irresistible sense of insignificance rose from the deepest part of his heart, and he felt that his hands and feet were a little soft.
He raised his head and looked at the behemoth that stood on the ground and penetrated the world—
Above the forest.
Above the layers of clouds and mist.
Behind the layers of clouds and fog, fifteen white giant dragon heads formed by clouds and mist slowly crossed the mountain to look around. It stands on the forest. The dark green, layered canopy is like a carpet at its feet. And this behemoth is more like a white mountain range.
A mountain range made of clouds.
Brando couldn't help but remembered the thick cumulonimbus clouds in the sky in the past in summer, and this thing is a bit similar to those unpredictable clouds.
It occupies half of the sky in the forest.
Brando looked at the giant beast and felt a little difficult even to breathe. Should this thing really appear in this mission? How could it look like a creature with a perfect body
Mythical creatures.
"Brando." Otales' voice came from his heart.
"Yep?"
"This thing... well, it seems to be a sage hydra... an ancestral beast..."
"Should the ancestor beasts be physical creatures?" Brando felt his mouth dry.
"Probably... Probably a projection." Otales can't even be sure. After all, creatures like the sea beast Leviathan, ouroboros Yemengarde, and the saint hyperhead Hydra, even if there are a dozen or so creatures. It was just a legend a century ago.
Even the projection is killing people, Brando thought.
"Wait, Brando." The female knight said suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
"In the forest...it seems to be foggy."
"Fog?" Brando was startled. He looked around and saw that the mist was rising in the forest. Brando thought it was snow mist at first, but after a while, he realized that the wind had stopped and the snow had stopped. Stopped.
It's just that there is a weird silence in the woods.
There is no mention in the myth that the'Ancestral Beast' has the ability to manipulate fog—
Brando raised his head subconsciously, his eyes shrunk slightly, and he immediately saw that the huge cloud wall in the sky was slowly advancing, and the place it passed was far and near the dark mountains and forests between the sky and the earth. Thunder and lightning.
In the darkness, the beams of light that represent civilization and order are flickering, and then go out one by one.
It's like a candlelight blown out in a storm—
"The wall in the clouds is beginning to close again!" Brando felt his eyelids twitch.
And the same moment.
Kaglisi, who was hiding under the holy white stone, sat beside Media, holding the goddess officer's hand tightly, and staring at the terrifying scene in amazement. The southern sky was so close that dozens of beams of light were extinguished at the same time—
One bunch after another, first flickering, then disappearing suddenly.
The disappearance of each beam of light not only represents the disappearance of life, it is more like the annihilation of a hope in the dark.
Everyone did not speak.
Antitina was sitting by the campfire on the other side, and the light reflected in her dark eyes with her head up was disappearing. The air was so cold that she hugged her knees as if only in this way could she bring some warmth to herself.
Lord Lord is gone, Akane was also taken away, and this sudden change in the sky made Antitina feel extremely uneasy. But she couldn't express this kind of uneasiness, just unconsciously grasping the pale and slender fingers of the skirt on her knees could reflect her true state of mind.
Fro sat beside her, as quiet as ever, without saying a word, which made the noble lady feel a little more at ease.
She took a breath and looked to the other side.
Veronica left other people to watch them when they left. There were about a hundred people in the Cruze’s envoy. It’s not impossible for Quinier’s tree elves and the remaining centaur guards to resist, but Anti Tina did not agree to do this.
They are here to wait for Brando to come back anyway.
Antitina looked at the leader of the Cruz people—a countess—in fact, the woman was only slightly older than her, but she was so beautiful that she was jealous.
Her face seemed to blend with the smoothness and perfection of the classical goddess statue-she stood there quietly, neatly dressed in a thick black and purple woolen coat, violet-like light purple hair hanging down her shoulders, the whole person Full of a mysterious and elegant temperament.
However, Antitina found some similarities to her from the opponent, the same calm and sensible, but the slightly raised eyebrows reflected the true thoughts in the other's heart.
"She's worrying," Antitina couldn't help but differed slightly. She raised her head and looked at the sky: "What is she worrying about, or what does this peculiar omen indicate?"
But Delphine didn’t notice Antitina’s gaze. She just looked at the thicker and thicker fog outside the holy white stone and muttered: "The light has gone out, is this the magic wave... Elman, you are Where… "