The Amber Sword - 1079. Chapter 1079

Brando also saw the door, and cautiously leaned over with the Flame Blade. He opened the door, and at a glance he found Mayard in the scattered office.

To be precise, the seventh-ranked existence of the tree shepherd’s twelve patriarchs had been split into two pieces at this moment, lying in the middle of the room.

The wound stretched from the part of his left shoulder near the neck to the right waist, all the way down, cutting the ribs and lung lobes together, completely tearing the spine, and dark red blood and black internal organs spattered and scattered. In one place, some unknown bugs crawled in and out on the corpse, as if the empty chest cavity was used as a new nest.

Brando had seen a lot of corpses, but still inevitably gave birth to the desire for nausea. He stopped Medissa behind with his hand and said with some difficulty: “You better don’t come over.”

In theory, Medissa’s psychological endurance is much higher than that of him. On the battlefield thousands of years ago, both the scale of participation in the battle and the severity of the battlefield were a hundred times better than it is now. As the commander-in-chief of the first army, the little fairy princess All kinds of scenes that are not suitable for children have long been commonplace.

But in any case, Brando still prefers to think of her as a fourteen or five-year-old girl who still needs protection.

Metisa pursed her lips, and stopped actively, seemingly not minding the Lord’s care of her. “Mayad is dead?” she asked softly.

Brando nodded. Like Metisa, he more or less guessed this. The strange behavior patterns of the Swarm all revealed such news, but it was too unbelievable.

In history, Mayard died around the time of astrology, and died in the hands of players as a world boss. That battle was fought vigorously, and many guilds became famous because of this.

Not like this, quietly dying in a corner of the imperial capital Rushita, almost unknown.

Neither of them spoke, Hippamira looked extremely uncomfortable with the current environment, and did not speak, silence lingered between the three.

Brando frowned. The situation now became more and more weird and complicated. Andesa seemed to have completed the second decontamination, and suddenly appeared near the battlefield of Hanlu Manor. The Silver Queen didn’t know what she was doing, but she gave up. For the control of the imperial capital-“Is it really important to have her own business, so that she can make her desperate?”

And Mayad’s corpse is more like a silent warning. The ancient proverbs are the most severe warnings, and it is the same at this moment. This proverb seems to be engraved on the corpse, and it spreads along the carpet with blood.

It forms words.

Warn him to stay away from this growing vortex as soon as possible.

Brando faintly felt that something was breaking away from everyone-he and the Silver Queen’s control, rushing in an unpredictable direction.

“Are there any signs of secondary contamination on Mayard?” Metisa suddenly asked again.

Brando looked at the twisted corpse and immediately found the relevant traces. He was about to nod his head, suddenly an uncontrollable thought flashed in his heart.

“Mayad died here, so has his swarm been wiped out?”

Metissa stood on the other side of the door and saw his face. She seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. Her face changed slightly, and she replied a little hastily: “The fog of plague has not cleared yet, and the swarms of insects should still be there. .”

But where did they go?

“Where is the female worm?” Metissa asked suddenly: “Its body should not be too far away from Mayad.”

“Not good.” A warning flashed in Brando’s heart, and he pulled back subconsciously. He had just left his original position, where the carpet on the ground quietly cracked a hole, and the walnut planks below were also cracked. It seemed to be severely chopped by an invisible blade.

A strange creature lightly landed on the carpet.

It looks like a humanoid mantis, about as tall as a person, standing on two legs, covered with a shiny black carapace, it has a pair of compound eyes, the surface is light to see people, its head is inverted triangle, and its arms are down. A pair of long sickles.

Metisa came to Brando first, and a silver shuttle-like spear appeared in her hand with a raised right hand, but she couldn’t help but be taken aback when she saw the monster.

“What is this, this is not a plague bug?”

But Brando recognized this thing.

He stared at the two dark red halos on the compound eyes of the praying mantis, already with the same colored light spot in the center, and recognized the origin of this thing.

“do not move.”

He suppressed his voice and reminded Medissa, also reminding Hippamira who had not yet entered the door.

This is a nightmare.

He once got a set of Travel Mage cards in the hands of two Travel Mage creature attendants of the Travel Mage Horsiman-the Deer Banshee Elaine and the Pendulum Man. Adversity Paradise. One of the core creatures of this set of cards is Nightmare. Furnace creature.

The original version of this construct is actually the Dozera Nightmare, born in the Dusk species in the Abyss of the Serpent.

Odin has mentioned this creature more than once. The Nightmare is one of the three tribes of Twilight. The main enemy of the Land Legion is the crystal cluster, and the giants are mainly responsible for fighting the sons of Fenrir and the Nohs within the border of the elements. Only the Nightmare tribe rarely appeared in history. It is said that in the second Twilight Battle, they were once the main force of the chaos. They were called the Doomsday Nightmare, and the name of the Nightmare tribe came from this.

But after the first two Twilight Wars, this terrifying creature disappeared, as if it had never appeared in this world. The Hazenians used them as a blueprint to design nightmare creatures, and serve as civilization in the Azure War. One side fought, and since then, the Nightmare clan has become a legend, as if it was a legend of the past under the dust of history.

Today, however, they reappeared in front of Brando.

If it weren’t for the other party’s characteristic rainbow ring and pupils, Brando would not have dared to confirm that this thing was the fierce nightmare in the legend.

The Nightmare Furnace is just the lowest-end insect swarm, and the one in front of him is the elite guard, born with power that is almost beyond the realm of sages.

The cold sweat on Brando’s forehead was falling, and he guessed about the origin of this nightmare. Mayard must have regarded this thing as the mother of the plague swarm. The nightmare is the king of the zerg, and it is easy to command the plague swarm. Thing, but somehow it was backlashed.

“I really don’t want to die,” Brando couldn’t help but slander in his heart, but this guy hurt himself and Metis: “But where did Mayard find this kind of thing?” He thought again.

Nightmare has strong dynamic vision, but this does not mean that Brando and Medissa will not be aware of it when they are still. This praying mantis tilts its head slightly, looking at the two people standing at the door, its mouthparts constantly Staggered, the images of Brando and Medissa were reflected in the compound’s eyes, as if thinking about how to deal with these two intruders.

“Hippamilla, step back and run out.” Brando silently conveyed a spiritual message to the priest girl outside the door, but he knew that this was of little significance. The strongest thing about Nightmare was the spiritual ability.

They are psionic creatures.

Sure enough, at the very first moment Hippamira moved backwards, the nightmare that seemed to be irritated suddenly raised his head, and an invisible ripple hit Brando and Medissa at the door.

There was almost no reaction time, Brando only felt a buzzing in his head, and even the scene in front of him was deviated, but he was fairly relaxed, and his ridiculously high volitional attribute blocked most of the psychic impact. Not so lucky, the little silver elf princess screamed and fainted.

Brando didn’t even have time to hold Metisa, and saw the nightmare leaping towards him. It was astonishingly fast, but Brando knew that the opponent’s speed should actually be faster than he could’see’. Quick, this is the Dusk Species with the power level of the sage domain. Although there is no law power, the basic attributes alone are enough to disregard the heroes. I can see its movement trajectory, purely because the law of time is working.

He didn’t dare to believe too much in the judgment of his own eyes. He picked up the unconscious Medissa one step ahead of time and rolled back. As always, he was undoubtedly saved with caution. A white light flashed from the door, and the door and the wall clicked. Cut in half with a sound.

Brando has no doubt that if he doesn’t move, or is late for a while, then he will end up just like Mayad at this moment.

He looked towards Hippamilla, the priest lady reacted very quickly, and she was about to run downstairs.

Now all he has to do is delay time, but Brando’s mouth is a bit bitter, which is not as simple as it sounds, the fog of plague has a range of one or two miles, and it is not easy to wait for Hippamilla to run out.

Left or right?

He knew that the nightmare’s attack would soon follow, and his equipment and abilities could not provide him any help at the moment. He knew he could rely on and knew about his rich combat experience in the past.

But this time Brando was wrong.

The nightmare did not move.

Because it suddenly turned around, a black light pierced the window glass of the Imperial Earl’s office behind it, and hit it accurately before it—the monster with strength equivalent to the sage’s domain reacted.

Brando heard a squeak of the monster, then was lifted by the black light, hit the ceiling heavily, and then fell.

But its first reaction when it fell was not to go to the attacker outside the window and desperately. It didn’t even look at Brando on the ground, and decisively hit a hole in the wall on the other side of the corridor. Fleeing from that direction without returning.

“what’s the situation?”

Brando was stunned for a while.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the office, and just saw the windows in that direction burst and the entire outer wall of the fortress collapsed under the action of external force. The wind poured in from the outside, blowing away the mist that filled the room. Some.

Then Brando saw the figure floating in the air outside.

At that time, he only felt the blood freeze from head to toe, and for a moment he even wished that the damn nightmare would come back, at least it was better than facing the guy in front of him.

Because he saw the dragon queen Gwendolyn.

The black dragon’s prismatic pupils were condescendingly looking at him coldly.

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Alka looked around aimlessly in the crowd. The young man was looking for his beloved girl, but to his disappointment he found nothing. The fanatical atmosphere on the square made him very uncomfortable. He was born in the countryside near Rušta, but he had learned a lot from a monk. It can be said that he has a good education-at least as a farmer’s son. Such.

The humble background and mismatched knowledge contributed to his sensitive personality. Such a person is inherently not good at trusting anyone. In his eyes-whether it is the nobles of the empire or the secret churches with their heads and tails hidden, they are the same. Doubtful.

But he knows exactly what these people are playing. In his view, the so-called Summoning Angel Akroma by the believers is just a cover. They are obviously instigating a riot, just like the repertoire performed by the pagans in the past few decades. Same. Such a riot will undoubtedly fail, but the nobles will also feel pain to the bones. This is probably the only opportunity for’they’ to retaliate against the arrogant Queen.

The ceremony on the square was reaching its climax, but he seemed out of place with the pious citizens around him. He looked on with cold eyes, as if looking at what was happening in front of him through a window. The only thing in his heart that was worried about Seti was the whereabouts of Seti. He had seen some believers take her away before, but he has not returned yet.

He felt a little uneasy, and it was at this time that a low voice or two of conversation suddenly came from behind.

Alka turned his head subconsciously and saw two high-ranking followers standing behind the crowd. He knew those people and they were the guards of the’His Excellency’.

“Master Andesa told us… Why does Master Bishop care so much about a little girl?”

“This is what another adult meant. Be careful.”

“But those Eruins…”

“That lady came here is arranged by herself, shut up.”

The four words of Eruin were nailed into Alka’s mind like nails. A series of pictures took shape in his thoughts. He seemed to have seen the old Kent’s hotel shrouded in twilight. The whole person was instantly Be alert.

He raised his ears and carefully focused his attention in that direction.

At this time, the eyes of the high-ranking cultists were patrolling the crowd. The young man carefully lowered his head to avoid the sight of these people. The latter patrolled for a while before retracting his gaze, and continued:

“It’s not just us who pays attention to her, but also the Queen. Do you really think that crazy woman would be interested in a hillbilly nobleman?”

“The Silver Queen?”

“Of course, so for adults, you’d better talk less and participate.”

“That’s the case, but the bishop can rest assured that such an important thing will be entrusted to a country girl to do it?”

“I don’t know this, but I believe that the adult has his own intentions. Besides, that stupid woman is eager for revenge—”

Hearing this, Alka only felt his heart beat for a while.

The last sentence seemed like a sharp blade pierced into his heart, making him stand up from the kneeling crowd subconsciously. He hadn’t figured out what to do next, standing behind the high-level The believers discovered the anomaly here at the first time.

“Damn, what are you doing!”

“Damn, he’s eavesdropping on us!”

The occultist screamed, and the young man instantly awoke from the harsh screams. He looked at the cultists who separated the crowd and threw on him, and his first subconscious reaction was to turn around and run.

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