The closing of the wall in the clouds shows that the magic is returning, and the influence of the big tide has become more and more obvious. Brando raised his head and looked at the saint's hydra, which took up half of the sky among the mountains, breathing for a while.
Even projection is good, but this thing is at least one hundred.
Neither he nor Otales spoke, and both of them were thinking about how to overcome the difficulties before them. Brando looked around and saw a huge rock not far away, feeling calm in his heart, and began to consider how likely it was to avoid the sight of the Saint's Hydra.
He took a light breath to adjust his breathing, and in his heart pumped himself up: In the past, the situation in the game was more dangerous than this. There is no reason to be afraid because there is only one chance.
Such as the raid on Fort Nilu Lishi in Madara, and the subsequent war in the Dragon's Nest.
As long as every step is ensured to be perfect, Brando recalled his past experience and felt confident returning to his body-the adventurous factor flowing in Sophie's blood began to burn.
He took another breath, stretched out his hand to grab the roots of the tree outside, and tried to crawl out of the tree hole quietly; under the cover of the layered tree canopy, he could only hope that he could avoid the sight of the huge monster in this way. Lando leaned against the ground and prepared to climb out along the roots of this tree bit by bit—
"Little guy?" Otales was taken aback, she didn't expect Brando to be so bold.
"Hiding here is no way. The thing will leave for a while, it seems to have noticed something," Brando said in his own heart: "I suspect that neither Gray Sword Saint nor Veronica is dead."
"What are you going to do?" Although it was in her heart, but under the influence of the surrounding environment, Otales still lowered her voice unconsciously.
"Go behind that rock first, and then see if you can leave this place with the help of the environment. As long as you leave for three or four miles, the Sage's Hydra should not be enough to see the movement under the forest."
That's quite a long distance, are you so sure? —Otales looked at Brando without asking. Because she knew that since Brando had made a decision, she must have such a determination, she saw this from the flame of adventure burning in the eyes of the young lord.
Brando like this is outside of Otales's cognition, but she is much more pleased than the steady and sensible Brando.
Brando didn't say a word, and cautiously climbed out of the tree hole. He was lying on the ground like a lizard in the mud. He didn't even dare to take a bite out of the atmosphere. Sometimes he even felt like a light on his back.
Although the weather was obviously cold and dry, the sweat couldn't stop slipping from his forehead.
It took Brando several minutes to climb from the tree hole to the outside, and then it took nearly a minute to turn his head. After doing all of this, he kept his posture motionless, feeling his heart beating vigorously in the hollow, one beat followed by another, banging.
Brando waited for almost half a minute, but the sage hyrax standing in the valley didn't seem to notice this side. He breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out to Akane under the tree hole:
"Come up, Akane."
Akane stood in the tree hole below and didn't know what was going on there, so she could only wait anxiously for Brando's news. She raised her head to see Brando reaching out to her, and she was slightly startled before placing her hand in Brando's hand.
"Qian, for a while, no matter what you see, you can't make a sound." Brando grabbed Qian's hand and solemnly reminded him that he trusted the red-haired girl, but everything must be just in case.
Akane nodded vigorously.
Then Brando pulled her up from under the tree hole. Sure enough, the girl was surprised when she saw the terrifying figure of the Saint Hydra among the mountains, but she did not make a sound as she promised.
Brando gave her a thumbs up in recognition.
But this is only the beginning of a success.
Then he took Akane cautiously to climb out of the tree hole. With the help of the root system criss-crossing and protruding between the tall trees, he approached the rock a little bit. The distance from the tree hole to the rock was only 23 meters. In the past, this Distance is just a blink of an eye for them, but it seems that a long century has passed since they stop and go.
The sage hydra was standing in the valley. It slowly turned around, and its huge tail swept over the heads of the two from above the forest more than once, making the two of them startled in a cold sweat.
When the two figures merged into the shadows behind the huge rock one after another, there was almost a feeling of loss of strength. Akane was okay, and Brando felt that his back was almost saturated with sweat.
He took a long breath and began to figure out what to do next, his gaze crossed the shadow of a tree, but fortunately there was not much open area with towering ancient trees in the black forest.
He calculated that the side close to the northern ridge, if he could enter the valley on the other side, would be enough to avoid the gaze of the holy dragon.
The distance is less than two miles, half less than originally expected.
However, there is some trouble in the middle. You have to pass a small stream that crosses the valley. If the bushes on the beach on both sides of the stream are not enough to provide shelter for the two of them, then this action will become very dangerous.
But after weighing the gains and losses in his heart, he decided to just do it. It is not a good habit to be indecisive on the battlefield. A good fighter must first have confidence in himself-if he can't even believe that he can do it, then he probably won't be able to do it.
And Brando happens to be the best player among the fighters.
He and Qian rested behind the rock for about a minute, during which the Saint Hydra was slowly advancing along the valley. It seemed to be looking for something, and fifteen heads were dangling in the sky.
The two dared not make a sound, Brando counted for fifty seconds and then gestured to the red-haired girl beside him, and then the two rushed out like lightning.
They rose and fell under the shadow of a huge oak tree, holding their breath, as if waiting for the verdict of fate.
But the sage hydra still didn't pay attention to this side. The white mountain had already advanced to half of the valley. Its movements seemed awkward and slow, but Brando knew that it was actually an illusion.
… If you can span hundreds of meters in one step, you will know that the so-called slow is just a relative term.
Brando's next goal is a hornbeam forest by the river. The dense branches and leaves of the genus plants are the best cover for hunters in the mountains, and it is no exception for them.
They came to the river silently along that piece of woodland, during which Qian accidentally stepped on a dead branch, and when the crisp "crack" sounded, the two of them were struck by lightning.
Fortunately, fortunately, standing on their side this time, the sage dragon seemed to have noticed something on the other side of the valley. It raised its fifteen heads and roared at the same time, and then slowly turned over there.
The white cloud-like tail once again swept over the forest.
Is it Veronica or Mephistopheles? Brando didn't know, but at this time he could only wish each other good luck, and at the same time seized the opportunity to rush forward, Akane followed closely, and the two quickly crossed the thick wormwood at the edge of the forest, and the bush continued to Bare near the valley|A place where pebbles are exposed.
The creek was almost tens of feet away, and both of them were a little bit of panting. Although they ran at most no more than a mile along the way, they shouldn’t feel tired at all in terms of their physical strength, but the high tension made their physical strength exhausted. People feel a little overwhelmed.
Brando looked back when he ran to the edge of the valley. At this moment, the straight line distance between them and the hill-like sage hydra was almost exactly the valley—that is, two to three kilometers.
It sounds far away, but it is only a few steps to this creature that exists in mythology. The tail of this behemoth may be nearly a kilometer long.
This thing couldn't fight at all. The only thing comparable to Brando's memory was the evil dragon with its lair several hundred miles in diameter.
He patted his face and recovered from the tragic hunting experience called the Dragon's Nest War. The Sage Hydra was attacking an existence on the other side of the valley. Its fifteen huge heads pierced through the clouds above the clouds, and from time to time they swooped down on targets thousands of meters below.
This makes Brando a little weird, Veronica and Mephistopheles can't run that far in an instant—someone else
With this kind of doubt, he turned his head and separated the bushes and was about to step out, but at this time Brando suddenly felt a strong force coming from the left, and he felt his shoulders tighten-immediately aware of the bushes. There are others, but the reaction has been slower, and the force has grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.
"Lord Lord!" Akane was startled when she saw a hand stretched out from the grass and pulled Brando in instantly, and subconsciously pulled out the dagger from his boots.
But she immediately saw a familiar face.
Veronica held Brando in one hand, and held the sword in the other against Akane's chest.
"Ms. Veronica?" Brando was first surprised when he saw the person who was holding him-he hadn't forgotten the thing that had lost the three important figures of the Cruz Empire, and he knew better than anyone. At least two of the three young masters have been killed by the Withering Lord.
"Hush," the empire war goddess looked serious. She looked over her head, then buried her head and said to the two of them: "If you want to survive, don't say anything!"
Brando was startled at first, but suddenly realized something. He raised his head and followed Veronica's gaze, and he saw that although the Saint Hydra was attacking the target at the other end of the valley, the mist on it was spreading and gradually enveloped the entire forest.
Atomization!
Brando was taken aback. He originally thought that the cloud was just a way of projecting the ancestral beasts, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.
Veronica's reminder made him understand that it might not be an ancestral beast at all, but the fog itself between the valleys.
This is what the druids encountered.
Brando immediately thought of this.
He lowered his head and looked at Veronica, knowing in his heart that this woman had saved his life, and if the mist itself was part of the saint's Hydra, then the entire valley should be under the other's surveillance at this time.
As soon as he leaves the densely wooded area, he will be caught by the opponent immediately.
But why did Veronica want to save him
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