Fattan Harbor, Baron Ludwig’s Castle, second floor cloister—
The moment Brando blurted out the word'take', the syllables of the word seemed to be stretched out infinitely, and his figure was tilted and stretched in one direction. At that moment, a weird appeared in Mérietra's vision. She turned her head subconsciously, her vision had reached the side and back of her body almost without consciousness. She immediately felt bad, what kind of speed this was, it had already passed the limit of conscious response. Merriet subconsciously stretched out her right hand, with five fingers stretched out, and then squeezed it tightly, a cold and gleaming spear had appeared in her palm.
With a wave of her backhand, the tip of the spear drew a bright arc and shot in that direction. The tip of the spear seemed to have hit something and exploded in mid-air. The flying fragments were like splashes of water, and the ice instantly froze. , Making a creaking sound, and growing a hemispherical frost shield. This is the ice spear of the five-ring spell, an elemental magic with both offensive and defensive capabilities. Merriet can cast this spell without chanting spells, which shows that she is not only in the domain of witches, but also has profound knowledge in elemental spells.
She was sure that her spell hit Brando. Although she expected that a silver pinnacle spell was not enough to cause any trouble to the opponent, the frost shield generated by the ice spear was extremely thick, and the accompanying cold air could also reduce the spell. The speed and power of the player, this is not ordinary ice dust, but the cold of winter summoned from the mountain where the wind is halted by the wind element plane. The ice element magic cast by the advanced warlock can even freeze the law itself. Although Te's own elemental magic skills can't do this step yet, he is confident that Brando can stop Brando for a moment.
She let go of her hand decisively, the Frost Shield left her hand, and then took a step back. One hand drew a rune representing rest in the air, and the other hand stretched out flat, the palm of the hand facing downward, a magic weapon. A phantom appeared in that place.
This is the mantra of the witch, she wants to summon her own spirit.
Merriet had actually seen Brando at this time.
The ice spear she threw out really worked, and it hit the target accurately—or to be precise, in that direction. Brando's movement speed exceeded her vision limit, and she couldn't aim at all. But Meriette is after all one of the strongest witches of this era. She has experienced thousands of battles, and there is no deviation in her subconscious judgment.
Merriet smiled triumphantly, and swiped his finger downwards, as if opening an invisible door, a force full of oppression suddenly appeared in the space: that is her Qi Ling, Ayesh, a A warrior with hundreds of years of wisdom.
Time freezes at this moment.
The next moment Merriet’s pupils suddenly enlarged, and she saw Brando taking a step forward indifferently in her horrified eyes. As soon as he came into contact with the frost shield, the winter cold summoned from the sacred mountain of the cessation of the storm had no effect at all, but the cold air permeating the frost shield, as if afraid of something, was automatically dissipated.
Brando raised his head and smiled at the witch: "Nice spell." He put one hand on the frost shield, raised his right hand, and raised it over his chest, with a crisp sound, thick frost shield In front of this fist, it was as fragile as a piece of glass, and it fell apart in an instant, turning into a burst of ice dust, shooting forward.
"Barrier of will!" Meliette exploded with a bang in her mind. She had an expression of disbelief. She didn't know if this Lord Earl was actually an ascetic, or if she had hallucinations, she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Bran Duo coldly reprimanded: "Frost soil." Brushed, a piece of hoarfrost with ice crystal spikes exploded in all directions centering on him, and it passed Merriet's ankle in a flash. The witch twitched her foot, and her feet remained motionless. Before he could react, he felt that he had received a heavy blow.
The result of the mage being punched by the fighter frontally can be fully understood only by looking at this scene. Even with the Frost Shield as a buffer, Brando’s punch still knocked Merriet into the air. Merriet could not pull out his foot in the Frostfield of the Frost Guard, but Bran With this extra punch, she directly knocked her away from the frosty field together with the ice cubes under her feet. The witch flew in mid-air like a sandbag for several times, and then she screamed and fell into the distance. On the floor of the corridor, the crushed ice fell to the ground. She bounced on the ground several times before hitting a stone pillar to stop.
Seeing this scene, Flor was already stunned. Although he rarely saw the lord beating a woman, he really started his hand, and he really didn't feel sorry for Xiangyu at all.
Roman slapped his tongue.
"Cough." Merriet vomited a big mouthful of blood. She finally had the power of the extreme realm, so she was not directly blown to the head by this punch. However, because of this, she still suffered a serious injury to her nose. All the eye sockets are bleeding. She struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Brando, who was stopped in front by her four men with a grudge.
This level of power and speed will definitely not be what people who have just entered the realm of elements should have. This is obviously the power of the second world-Baita Ovilia, the side of truth. However, according to the data, this young man has only been enlightened for half a year. How could it be possible to step into the side of truth so quickly? Meriette was extremely skeptical. Before Brando surpassed her visual limit, the speed was even far more than just the side of truth. Although she was only a witch, as a powerhouse in the extreme realm, few people could not make her react too quickly. .
"Damn..."
She hated it in her heart.
At the same time, Brando was also upset.
He was stopped by the four witches brought by Merriet. The four young witches guarded between Merriet and Brando, holding the spell in their hands, even if Brando didn’t put them on. In his eyes, he was not yet arrogant enough to be one enemy four. He knew that these witches who walked with Merriet were the heirs of inheritance witches, and often held a lofty position among the witches of a branch.
Of course, it also has corresponding strength.
They may be far less powerful than Merriet alone, but when four people are together, they can almost be as good as half a liar witch.
Brando stopped silently, but his eyes were still on Merriet not far away. In fact, his heart was not as relaxed as it appeared on the surface at this moment. As the inheritance of the strongest three-line witch of this era, lies. The witch will never be a vain name. He had taken so much advantage before, in addition to the fact that Merriet suffered a huge loss of information asymmetry, but also because of his extraordinary willpower.
His barrier of will is enough to make him immune to most magic below ten rings, not to mention a five-ring ice spear. Such a level of will is rare even among ascetic monks, let alone appearing. For a young man like him, Mériet hadn't expected this, and it was entirely reasonable.
But these methods can only be used once.
Although the power on the side of the truth is strong, it is not enough to see Merriet, a witch with an extreme level. As for the barrier of will, there is no way to get around it. Otherwise, would the wizards take advantage of high-willed opponents? Isn't there no way? Brando knows very well that once an experienced opponent like Mériet has figured out his tricks, then it will be his turn to have a hard time.
What's more, this is the home court of Merriet.
It's a pity that he didn't punch the old witch to death. Brando couldn't help being very upset. Of course, he also knew that this was a whimsical thing. Those existences above the extreme realm did not have hundreds of years of combat experience. How could he be beaten to death with such ease, even if Mérieux Te stepped into his pre-designed trap, but in this situation, he could beat the latter with a punch, which was already overjoyed.
But it's not a situation that is about to be caught right away.
He still has hole cards.
Brando looked at the four young witches in front of him without saying a word, but a little flame was beating in the depths of his eyes.
"This is..." Meliette faintly felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a little weird, and she suddenly reacted: "This is the king's inheritance! Damn it, stop him!"
The four witches chanted a spell at the same time. It was four binding spells-four binding spells, two of which targeted Brando, and the other two targeted Roman and Flor. The spell directed at Brando hit an invisible barrier before she got close to Brando's body, and she was smashed to pieces. When she pointed at Fro, the wild elf girl reacted very quickly, she raised her face with a cold face. The silver staff in his hand chanted a spell at nearly twice the speed of the opponent. The spell of the witch of the opponent was just taking shape. However, a circle made up of complex patterns of silver thread was already in Frofa. The head of the rod was formed, and she stretched out her hand, and the same magic circle appeared at the witch's feet. "Great Salrod Pillar of Fire!" The witch couldn't help screaming when she saw this spell, her face was distorted a little weird, she probably never dreamed that this ordinary-looking wild elf girl would act as a seven-ring fire element. Spells, and the casting speed can reach this level.
The witch didn’t care about maintaining the spell anymore. She slapped her backhand on her body. I don’t know what magical item it had inspired. A light blue mask quickly expanded around her body. The red beam of light fell from the sky and hit the top of the blue mask accurately.
The moment the pillar of fire hits the mask, a shock wave takes shape in an instant, and the hot air wave sweeps in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the entire corridor with a single brush. The blue mask was bent and deformed under the impact of the pillar of fire, from the original hemispherical shape to a flat disk, and hexagonal cracks soon appeared on the mask. Amidst the horrified screams of the witch, The pillar of fire cut the mask along these cracks, the pieces of the mask shattered, and the rushing flame, like a hot sharp knife, cut into the witch's shoulder and gasified one of her arms into fly ashes.
The Fire Pillar of Great Thrall, the most attacking magic among the seven-ring elemental magic. Legend is that Thrall, the lord of the fire elves, invented this spell. This spell summons the flame spear composed of the extraordinary fire of the fire element world. Direct, most brutal offensive spell.
The fight between the two sides was only completed between the electric light and flint, and after such a short delay, Brando and Merriet had completed their respective preparations.
A pair of black wings rose behind Brando.
At the same time, a mist rose from this long walkway.
Although Meriette was seriously injured, she had already completed the ritual of summoning the spirits before she was injured. The spirit named Ayesh had already appeared behind her. She stretched out her hand and used the power of the spirits to complete the dream spell The last stage. Dreamland, witches believe that dreamland is a mirror that can reflect people's subconsciousness. Perceptual feelings in the dream world are far better than rational feelings. Therefore, this world is often bizarre and arbitrary. Witches can manipulate dreams and hearts; There are many kinds of dreams. Even if they are sloppyly divided, they can be divided into nightmares and dreams. Some dreams can release people's inner desires, some dreams can reflect those disturbing scenes in reality, and dreams fabricated by lies can induce people to indulge in them. Inextricable.
And Mérietra’s dream is a labyrinth—
It is called the "labyrinth of the upright".
Among the witches of December, the deceitful witches of the Moon of Lies control the realm of integrity and wisdom. The dreams they weave have no perilous traps or deceptive illusions. They are the simplest kind of dreams of all witches. Dreamland, but in this dreamland, the witch in charge of the dreamland possesses an extremely terrifying ability.
That is, the ability to conditionally manifest illusions, because the manifest illusion is a real substance in this dream, so it is no longer bound by the magic conditions, nor will it be offset by the barrier of will.
Meriette was expressionless, she stretched out her right hand, and rolled up a frost whirlwind in her palm, and then she reached into the center of the whirlwind with her backhand, and drew a cold gleaming spear back—this spear is no longer that one. A simple five-ring spell, it is Lednar, the tip of the sky, the magic weapon of the frost giant Komir. In ancient mythology, Komir, the father of giants, pulled down the peak of Ladenar Mountain to fight against Kohua, the eldest daughter of Asis. This mountain is the tip of the sharp spear and the ice mist surrounding the tip of the sky. It was the bitter cold wind that hovered on the top of the mountain that year, and the shadows of flying dragons and the wind elemental creatures living on the mountains could be seen flying between the ice and fog.
Brando carefully looked at the spear in Merriet's hand, and he saw the ice fog surrounding the tip of the spear and the shadow of the flying wind dragon.