"What the hell is going on?" Brando pursed his lips and grabbed Nimesis who was about to go. He suddenly calmed down, feeling faintly grasping something in his heart, and whispered: "Wait, ice elves are very timid species. They have always been insulated from battle. At most, they dare to use magic techniques to make adventures far away. That's it... It's kind of weird."
The female knight made a slight profit, but she just stepped on the snow when she heard Brando's words, she couldn't help but stop. She raised her head and stared suspiciously at the fairy girl on the ground.
"Nonsense!" The fairy girl grinned with pain, but still wrapped her swollen cheeks with her small hands, and jumped up and shouted: "We are not timid! To protect our home, we will too. Fight to the end!"
"Guardian home?" Brando seemed to smell something in the air, narrowed his eyes, and placed Harangea's sword lightly on the ground in his hand: "Little guy, it seems that you are hiding some secret—"
"I won't tell you!"
"I didn't answer no, but said that he wouldn't tell me, it means that there is indeed—"
"You..." The little goblin was obviously angry, stretched out his hands and shouted: "I am the daughter of the north wind, the sleeping dragon Karatheris!" Seven huge circle formations opened one after another centered on the palm of her hand. As if accompanied by a low beast-like growl, an icicle pierced from the center of the circle, turning and reflecting towards Brando in mid-air.
Seven-ring ice elemental spell.
Kalathiris, the sleeping dragon, is a famous king of ice dragons, and the spells created under his name are naturally not simple. But Brando didn't even blink his eyes. He seemed to be motionless waiting for the moment before the ice dragon hits him. He raised his left hand, grabbed the dragon's head with a click, and then gently pulled to grab the spell directly. It's torn apart.
"Ah—" The fairy girl stared at the scene of ice flakes flying in the sky, and couldn't help but open her mouth slightly; she probably never dreamed that someone could break a spell into the most primitive state with her bare hands. This simply subverted her. All cognition.
"you… "
"Your spell is useless to me, little guy." Brando rubbed his left hand, letting the ice scum in his palm turn into snow and fall. "Okay, I let you attack once. Out of courtesy, now it's your turn to answer my question-I'll ask you, what's the magic dying of this forest?"
But the fairy girl's face turned white at once, and she looked at Brando as if shocked: "You... how do you know?"
With this expression on her side, Nimesis couldn't help shook her head, she was indeed a fool.
"Well, I also know that Master Malocha in your mouth is the guardian of this forest, the crystal stag of Sacred Ink, right?" Brando stared at the fairy girl and asked, but he suddenly frowned. , Looked around.
At that moment before, he seemed to feel that something was spying on himself.
"You... Are you the demon who guesses that people's hearts will eat him in the black prophecy?" the fairy girl asked tremblingly.
"Of course not." The answer was a bit funny, but Brando couldn't laugh. For some reason, he suddenly felt a certain breath in the air seem to be active. But it was not the fluctuation of magic power, but the blood of God in his body was restless. He faintly felt a little anxious: "I just want to know what happened in this forest."
"I won't tell you!" replied categorically.
"It's okay, let me guess, it's the Master Malocha in your mouth—be careful!" Brando suddenly turned his head and pushed Nimesis out, and a black shadow flew between the two. After that, one head hit the tree of fog on the other side of the path, and in a series of crackling sounds, countless crystallized trees broke off one after another, allowing the thing to open a path out of the dense forest.
"This speed!" Brando took a breath. He realized that he couldn't catch the opponent's movements with his perception ability. If it weren't for the blood of the gods, he suddenly throbbed, making him react at the critical moment and push away. Nimesis. Otherwise, the female knight might have been seriously injured at this moment.
But what is that? Crystal Stag is absolutely impossible to have this speed. Before that, he had only seen this speed in existences above the level of Nicholas and Veronica.
At this time, Nimesis also got up from the ground, and she shook off the icicles from her body, and looked in that direction with a vigilant expression on her face.
A rustling sound came from a dark wood, and then Brando saw a pair of snow-white hooves, followed by long antlers, and then, a pair of scarlet eyes...
It was definitely not a crystal stag.
The crystal stag in Brando's impression is noble and elegant, and is the most beautiful creature in the frosted forest. It is called the Crystal Stag because its whole body is snow white, and the crystallized bone plates on the shoulders, legs, horns and back make it look like a beautiful creature carved in crystal.
But Brando couldn't believe his eyes now. The creature he saw was indeed like an elk. But half of the head, back, and legs were dripping with black liquid. The crystal bone plate was already broken, and some dark smoke was curling up from the scars all over its body.
The scariest thing was the counterpart's blood-red eyes, there was no trace of the look that a normal beast should have in it, only the endless desire for anger.
The monster was facing Brando, staring at him closely, and constantly exhaling rough air from his nostrils. Brando couldn't help frowning, because at that moment he heard a low voice in his mind saying to himself:
"Get out!"
"Get out, human!"
"This is demonization... how could it be so severely immersed by magic." Brando was stunned. This was no longer a crystal stag, but a monster that was completely controlled by the magic of darkness. The disgusting black clouds of smoke flowing on it are actually the dark magic power.
"Human, get out!"
"Master Malocha!" At this moment, the fairy girl on the side suddenly screamed. She flew towards the monster a little anxiously, but just when she flew up, she was hit by Brando who suddenly rushed to her. Somersault.
Brando put down Harangea's wide blade to stop her, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just stay here."
"I don't believe you, human!" the fairy girl said loudly, then got up again to flap her wings and fly. This time Brando didn’t waste time with her. He turned the sword and shot her into the snow. Then he said to Nimesis: “You hold her and I will deal with this monster. ."
"No!" The fairy girl screamed, but her protest was destined to be in vain, because Nimesis had already grabbed her from the ground.
"Ah, you bad woman, let me go!"
"I will never allow you to hurt Master Malocha!" The little goblin screamed immediately.
Nimesis glanced in the direction where Brando was, then turned around: "Brando won't hurt your Master Malocha, don't worry."
The fairy girl immediately replied dissatisfied: "I don't believe you humans."
The female knight lowered her head and glanced at the little thing, she thought for a while, suddenly opened her pocket and took out a bean-sized candy, and put it into the fairy girl's mouth.
"You and us...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." The little goblin's twittering scream suddenly fell silent.
At the same time, Brando turned his head and saw that the monster seemed ready to attack. It circled him a half circle, then lowered its head and rubbed it gently on the ground with its hoofs, spraying white mist from its nostrils.
Brando took a little more serious, and also raised the sword of the earth.
"Human, get out!"
"Would you just say this—huh!" Before Brando finished speaking, he felt a huge force suddenly come out of the sword. When there was a loud noise, he didn't even see the trajectory of Stag Malocha at all, and the opponent's horn had already reached the blade of the Earth Sword.
It's as if it was there.
"This is... the element of space?" Brando was slightly startled. He hurriedly supported the sword of the earth with both hands. Harangea's blade was completely bent towards the center under tremendous pressure, squeaking overwhelmedly. Voice: "No way..."
He denied this view.
Because Stag Malocha suddenly raised his head high, and another horn heavily intersected with the long sword. The sword sank slightly, and Brando almost couldn't hold it firmly.
This is the stable earth—
Brando squinted slightly, already thinking of the source of the opponent's strength. The power of chaos. This crystal stag possesses extremely powerful chaotic power. He couldn't help being surprised secretly. This was a complete demonization. To be demonized to this level, what exactly did this guy do
But at this moment, Malocha suddenly tilted his head, Brando’s sword in Harangoa’s hand was creaking, thanks to his immortal elements, otherwise he would have to doubt whether the sword will hold. Can't hold on for the next moment.
In front of him, the monster's blood-red eyes flashed, and a low voice rang in his mind: "Let go of her, human!"
Let her go
Brando was shocked, only to realize that what the monster said was the little fairy on Nimesses's hand. "You guy, you still have reason—"
He replied somewhat laboriously, the power of this damn crystal stag was incredible: "Yes... the patron saint of the Sacred Seal Valley..."
There was a sharp noise from'Kara'.
Stag Malocha turned his head and suddenly bounced the sword in Brando's hand. Then it took a step back, and then flashed forward, and the huge figure appeared in four directions at the same time.
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang four swords.
Brando held the stag Malocha's four consecutive attacks, and the four Brando figures disappeared one by one in a fluttering snow.
"Human, let her go, get out of here!" The voice in his mind has become more and more severe, and it seems to carry some kind of warning.
"Damn!" Brando shook his hand vigorously. Although Jiu Yao barely blocked the four swords after using the wind, the power of Stag Malocha was really terrifying.
After Malocha's attack failed, she immediately backed away, then raised her head to look at him warily.
"It seems that your sanity is also intermittent—" Brando gritted his teeth and couldn't help asking: "The patron saint of the Holy Seal Valley, tell me what happened here. The magic of the rime forest died down, this You can’t get rid of it, right."
But before he finished speaking, Stag Malocha's figure flickered. "Oops!" Brando was shocked, and hurriedly retracted his sword to block the opponent's corner.
But he never dreamed that this monster could accelerate.
A shrill sound, like glass shattering, pierced the deathly silence in the forest like a whistle. Brando raised his head blankly and saw the sword of the earth in his hand swirling and flew out.
A swordsman.
Can't hold his sword unexpectedly.
Brando couldn't believe what he saw, and the raging anger suddenly ignited in his heart. He turned his head and stared at the monster that once again retreated from him. "Well, since you want to play like this—"
The Lord Count of Tonigel shook his hand, "I, stay with me to the end--" Peng, a black flame spread out from his palm.
"Alvers, the dragon of rage, fanatical!"
With a roar, countless ice chips were blown away by the agitated airflow centering on Brando.