The crystalline blood glowing with faint blue light gleamed on the snow not far away.
The fairy girl on Nimesse's hand dropped her head as if dead, her slender shoulders trembling slightly.
In fact, the task of getting crystallized blood can now be over. But there is one more problem. Brando can't be sure whether the enchanted crystal blood can count. And the weirdness of this forest also aroused his curiosity. He knew that there were some hidden mission settings in the past games.
It's hard to say whether this is counted right now, but you won't lose out if you try it.
He looked at the demonized crystal stag that was struggling on the ground, a little confused. What happened to make it like this? As a creature that co-exists with magic power, the Crystal Stag rarely degenerates because of its obsession with dark magic.
And it is strange that the other party seems to be resisting the erosion of the dark magic power of the person, which means that it is not actively falling. But how can keen magical creatures be infested by dark magic—
And that strange fairy lady.
Brando took a step forward, "Anger and anxiety will magnify the dark side thousands of times. You will only sink deeper and deeper if you continue this way. I can feel your resistance, can you hear me—"
Stag sprayed white gas from his nostrils and stared at Brando with blood-red eyes.
Brando was taken aback. He was not a druid, and he didn't know how to calm the animals. He didn't even have the slightest relevant experience in the previous life, which made him a little headache. This Crystal Stag seemed to be a little sane, but he looked irritable.
He didn't understand why it was so irritable. It didn't make sense. Even if the demonized creatures were demonized, they would become like the black wolves in the black forest, full of resentment and killing intent towards civilization. This resentment was cold, not manic; but what he felt in Malocha was a kind of restlessness and anxiety, and it seemed to be eager to drive them away.
He hesitated, tentatively placing his hand on Malocha's neck.
But at this time, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the enchanted crystal stag. It seemed to have been waiting for this moment. The head, which was originally weak as if it could not move, suddenly slammed.
The triple translucent ripple seemed to reach Brando in an instant.
His pupils shrank slightly—the fatal weakness of the back neck under the horns of the Crystal Stag was not applicable to the Demon Stag! He had just calculated the blood volume of the opponent, so he didn't have the slightest doubt when he saw Malocha fall. But I didn't expect that the other party was counting him at the same time.
Brando's heart was pounding, and the threat of death made his brain work madly at a thousand times faster. At that moment, he suddenly realized that this enchanted crystal stag could very well understand the difference between its power and its general counterpart!
"Damn it!" Brando screamed in his heart, slashed towards Malorcha, and at the same time activated Fenghou Jiu Yao and flashed in the opposite direction. The enchanted crystal stag was flew out of the place with a wailing sound, and the connection broke the three crystalized trees of fog—but Brando was not good either. His figure faded in the ripples of the sickle horns. But when it appeared again, a bloody wound was left on his cheek.
The previous blow was still too close.
"You guy, don't think that my patience is unlimited..." Brando muttered in his heart a little angrily. After all, the hidden mission is not as important as life. The previous blow has already made him feel deeply threatened. .
But only halfway through his words, he broke off.
He saw Malocha stand up unsteadily. The wound on the stag’s neck has not healed yet, and it has broken a leg. It seems that all its elemental power has now been used to suppress the erosion of darkness. In other words, it is difficult to use healing power anymore. .
But even so—
The crystal stag still swayed towards Brando and Nimesis, and its magical power was always lingering on its long horns, accumulating the power for the next attack.
It lowered its head, its red eyes flashed with angry flames, and its long horns were pointed at Brando.
Brando was in a daze. In the middle, after crossing, he had experienced a lot of battles, but he never faced such a scene once. The only similar time was on the outskirts of Libao.
He was just a beast in front of him, but he felt that he vaguely saw the white knight Alberton, who was half kneeling on the ground with a sword, but still had a proud heart—just on a beast, this happened. Illusion.
Those creatures that have been demonized have no thoughts, but only know how to kill. Pain, death, and fear can't stop them from continuing to attack, just like the undead of Madara.
But Brando knew that this was not the case in front of him. It was struggling, not the desire to kill, but something he couldn't understand, supporting its battle.
But what is it—
"Do you want to guard this forest?"
The magical flames on Malocha's horns flickered.
"But we are not your enemy—"
The demonized crystal stag lowered its head, as if he hadn't heard what he said, the magic power gathered on its long horns, and that point had already flickered. As long as the next moment, it can release the sickle horn.
But this actually doesn't make much sense to Brando.
In the opponent's state, he only needs a sword to end the battle. Then he and Nimesis completed the mission and left here. The only pity was that they couldn't get the hidden mission.
But Brando put one hand on the sword, but found that he couldn't get it off.
Is the completion of the task just for reward
It seems to be, but it doesn't seem to be.
"Speak, you bastard!"
"Don't..." He heard the whine of the fairy girl, the always optimistic race, crying feebly to him: "I beg you to spare Master Malocha..."
Brando hesitated for a while, the magic concentration on Malocha's horns became more and more obvious, as long as it attacked, he had to fight back. The arrow is already on the string, if he doesn't fight back, how can he take away the crystalized blood calmly
"But damn it, it's not that I want to kill this damn thing."
This crystal stag is completely crazy.
But can it withstand the next attack
"Answer my words!"
"Damn it, what the hell is going on!" Brando couldn't help but yelled, "Well, since this is your own choice—"
He took a deep breath and raised his sword.
That was just what happened in an instant, Malocha's eyes were blood red, as if he could no longer feel everything around him. But it raised its head and tilted its neck.
This is a precursor to an attack.
"Master Malocha!"
"Brando!" the fairy girl and Nimesis shouted at the same time, but unlike the former, the female knight's eyes were always very calm. She looked at the Crystal Stag and reminded loudly: "The magic of the forest is concentrated at one point—"
"what?"
"Listen to me, all the magic power of this forest's disappearance is concentrated on that stag!"
"What!" Brando almost opened his mouth at that moment. He saw the enchanted crystal stag launching an attack. The triple ripples seemed to be ripples of water on the calm lake, traversing half of the woodland in circles.
But he didn't even react, and three groups of blood exploded on him, and the light green bar on the character panel indicating health dropped by half, turning into a bright yellow for warning.
But Brando didn't care about the crisscrossing wounds on his chest. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, the fog that had been mixed up in his mind seemed to finally disperse.
The answer is here—
It turns out that this is the key to the task!
His figure had disappeared suddenly, and he appeared next to Malocha in the next moment. The enchanted crystal stag was completely powerless to attack or defend, Brando erected the sword of the earth—
"Ah—" The fairy girl struggled madly, and her behavior at this moment was almost completely inconsistent with the nature of her clan.
But unfortunately, no matter how hard she struggled, she was not Nimesis' opponent. The female knight only fixed her to the ground with two fingers indifferently and calmly.
Brando turned the sword.
He slashed with a sword and hit the back of Crystal Hart's head with the spine of the sword. This time he was merciless, this damn beast caused him too much trouble.
With a muffled sound, Malocha fell down.
But the demonized creature is as strong as Brando expected. Even though it fell to the ground, it still stared at Brando with blood-red eyes. It's just that a trace of cold killing intent has penetrated into the blood red, and this killing intent is quickly replaced by confusion-this means that the erosion of the dark magic has reached the final juncture.
"I ask you, did you extract all the magic of this forest—" Brando put the sword on Malocha's neck and asked.
To be honest, this scene is a bit funny. You have rarely seen a swordsman use a sword to force a stag to answer a question.
But Brando's expression was very serious.
"Get out, human!"
The angry answer in the spiritual world was not beyond his expectations.
At this time, Malocha's body was almost completely enveloped in black smoke. Obviously, the previous battle had consumed too much of its power, and it had no more power to suppress the erosion of darkness. The penetration of dark magic is accelerating, and Brando's eyes are always changing when he sees it.
But he actually doesn't need an answer anymore.
"Since you don't answer, I have to find the answer by myself." Brando suddenly leaned down, he pressed Malocha's neck, and then pointed his sword at the center of his back under the horns.
Down here is the magic core of the Crystal Stag.
With a slight effort, the blade of the sword of the earth pierced the skin downward, and blue blood poured out. At this time, Malocha made an angry voice, and then struggled frantically.
But Brando can be sure that it is not because of pain.