Amman's eyes reflected the larger and larger head of the Atomized Saint Hydra. He saw the monster open its huge mouth, and every sharp tooth in the mist-shrouded mouth of the blood basin was clearly visible, getting closer and closer. I couldn't help widening my eyes and yelled nervously: "Let go of me, are you crazy!"
"Tsk tusk, would a dignified priest of the temple also be afraid of madness?" Brando embraced Amman's waist, hugged him and rushed forward, sneered like this with his white teeth showing.
"Brando!" Veronica turned her head and saw the young man from Eruin holding Amman and slammed into the sage dragon, her eyes shrank, and she immediately shouted: "Let go of him, you What are you doing!" She couldn't believe Brando really dared to kill Amman. Although she didn't really appreciate Amman, a priest of the Temple of Flame died here—and she happened to be a witness.
Then this matter is complicated.
and-
"Let go! Young man, you will die too!" Amman has not been so scared since he became a priest. He felt that his blood seemed to be solidified, and he almost became incoherent.
"I won't die." Brando raised his head, looked at Amman's eyes, and smiled slightly.
Amman was suffocated by Brando, and then screamed like a pig slaughter: "You... dare to murder a priest in the temple..."
Brando pouted.
The two slammed into the open mouth of the saint's hydra, a fang nearly half a meter long pierced through his vest in Amman's unbelievable gaze-in Brando and the saint's hydra Under the situation where the power of the person was superimposed, even the holy robe could not save his life this time-Amman opened his mouth and sprayed a big mouthful of blood, and the intense pain caused him to cough violently on his back.
But Brando was equally uncomfortable. Another tooth that pierced Amman's body also pierced his chest. Brando just slightly moved it past the position of the heart and pierced his lung lobe—a big hole was opened there. .
Brando immediately choked out a mouthful of blood.
The green light pattern on his retina immediately turned red. This was a serious warning that his life was dying. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation since Brando was resurrected.
It's not too much blood loss, but serious internal organ damage, heart and lung failure, this time you can play a big game.
"Lord Lord!"
Brando heard a scream from the forest. It was Akane's voice. But he just shook his head, and his consciousness became sober again after a brief moment of blurring.
A light gray scene began to appear on the retina.
This means that the unyielding will has begun to take over his body, and he only has a few minutes. But this time it seemed that the injury was too serious, and the unyielding talent that had never been unprofitable in the past also seemed extremely reluctant to act this time, and the physical condition showed signs of loss of strength.
But this should not exist during the period of the unyielding talent.
All these thoughts flowed through Brando's thoughts like a quiet stream for an instant. In fact, he woke up when he shook his head. At this moment, the upper and lower jaws of the sage's multi-headed dragon were closed, and it was about to bite down. .
Brando knew the fate of letting this thing take a bite. He wanted to survive, and his hands wrapped around Amman's back were loosened-the priest's body was crooked, as if he had died-Brando took advantage of the momentum and drew the sword of the earth from behind him. Then plug it upwards.
The sword of the earth sank straight into the handle from the soft mouth of the atomized sage hydra, and this behemoth indeed ate pain and raised his hair high and let out a roar that shook the valley.
Brando took advantage of the momentum and drew his sword, his right hand used the wind back ring to aim at the monster's throat and fired a wind bullet. The air flow gathered for an instant and pushed forward deep into the misted throat of the sage Hydra. The mist was like blood. It flew like a flower, and the huge recoil also threw him out in an instant.
Brando was lifted out of the high ground under the action of huge force, like a cannonball falling into the forest, he felt that he had broken several tree trunks at least, and then fell into a bush.
If it weren't for the muscles and internal organs that were nearly a hundred times tougher than ordinary people, this one would be enough to cause a fatal injury and completely kill him. But Brando only felt dizzy after the violent impact. He tried to get up at first, but the pain quickly overwhelmed him, causing him to fall to the ground again.
Brando took a breath, the pain in his lungs made him cough violently. But he raised his head, and the priest Amman who blocked him was dead, and Veronica was still held by the saint's Hydra. The preparation knights of the temple are even more unreliable.
In other words, there is no obstacle in front of him now.
Brando resisted the pain and tried to stand up, and then fled into the forest while his unyielding will was in effect, but at this time, he felt a soft hand on his shoulder—then he saw Akane clearly. Face.
"Lord Lord!" Brando heard the red-haired girl with a long ponytail shouting, her voice full of tension and anxiety.
"I'm not dead yet." Brando replied feebly.
"It's almost there too." Otales' voice rang, and she said seriously: "Too reckless, do you know your current situation? It's a miracle not to die."
"I'm sure."
"You have too much certainty." Ottalais said in a slightly irritating tone.
Brando couldn't help laughing-but the laughter turned into a series of violent coughs. He squinted his eyes and saw the head of the Saint Hydra by himself dancing wildly in the air, for fear that the guy would find that he hadn't Death came to trouble himself again, and quickly said to Qian in a low voice, "Take me out of here first."
Qian helped him so that Brando wouldn't bend down and kneel on the ground. But she immediately turned her head and wiped the corners of her eyes—she nodded, and Brando was able to talk to her, which made the girl feel relieved. Akane was already strong enough, but she couldn't help feeling at a loss when she thought that Brando might also be killed in battle.
By comparison, she would rather die before Lord Lord.
At least don't be sad.
Akane clenched her little fangs with a little bit of selfishness in this inexplicable mood, and helped Brando to move forward, but it was at this moment that Brando suddenly saw something in the grass not far away. Something is shining.
"That thing!" Brando said, pointing there.
Qian was startled, and she looked over there, covered in blood-Brando's blood-and lying quietly in the grass was a gem, a gray gem.
"It's the gem of Amman." Otales was startled in her heart.
"Um."
"At this time you are still paying attention to this kind of thing."
"Goose plucking hair is the nature of the player... I can't forget my roots..." Brando replied weakly, but his voice was a little weaker.
"Player?" Otales was taken aback.
"Ah," Brando nodded weakly: "This is the essence of...below, so no matter what... I won't forget my... purpose."
"Lord Lord!" Akane shouted, and the girl's voice had become distant.
"Pick it up." Brando ordered to himself: "Give it to me."
Qian was startled, but she gritted her teeth and did what she said.
Brando felt that the gem was placed in his hand, so he closed his eyes comfortably-although he didn't know what the gem was, since Otales knew it, it would not be a common product. Naturally, he won't let go of the benefits of such ease.
For a while, he felt that Qian was leading herself through the mountains and forests, and he didn't know if the Holy Multiheaded Dragon had caught up. He struggled to untie the bottles of No. 21 holy water tied there from his belt—some of which were not as effective as No. 5 holy water, but fortunately there were enough—Brando got it in the collection of the Baron of Grudin. Quite a few such subordinate holy waters.
There is also a part of the defective products that he completed with Media's assistance, but most of them have been distributed.
Brando poured five bottles in one breath, but only felt slightly better. No. 21 holy water is the final product of mass-produced holy water. It can even be produced by preparatory priests, but the effect is so bad that it is even praised by players as only pain relief.
In fact, it's almost the same.
After drinking all the holy water that he and Akane had brought, Brando felt that his life was only returning to the dying average line, but the situation was still messed up. Damaged lung lobes and wounds that were still incompletely healed may be needed at any time. His fate.
The next thing is luck.
He took a breath and said, "Aki."
"Yep?"
"Listen."
"Lord Lord?"
"From here to the south, there should be another supply point."
"Supply point?"
Brando coughed, and he felt that he had not had much time to explain. The prompts from the retina were more critical than one. He knew that his current situation was facing life-threatening at any time.
He took a breath and briefly explained: "Like Sheng Baishi, take me there anyway."
"Don't you go back to Miss Media, my lord, your injury?" Qian asked, frowning.
Brando shook his head: "Don't go back." He knew that if Veronica hadn't been killed by the Holy Hydra, she would definitely catch up all the way. What's more, the woman died because of this. There was mist in the valley, and many people were looking for death when she hit it.
"Can… "
"No but." Brando knew very well that they had no retreat, and their only chance of surviving was to enter the center of the trade wind ring.
Only he knows how to enter the center of the trade winds.
There, he can get rid of all dangers.
And only when you enter the center of the trade wind ring can you have a chance to see the legendary Valhalla and ignite the fire of civilization in the Black Forest.
That was also the first goal he set when he came to this world.
The first step to change Eruin—
He closed his eyes: "This is an order..."
The duration of the unyielding talent reached the end at this moment.
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