The Amber Sword - 788. Chapter 788 Act One Hundred and Twenty-Five Eternal XXVI

The final blow obviously worked.

The world is like the tide receding, turning into patches of light fluttering like butterflies, and disappearing one by one. After the scenery of the endless wilderness under the setting sun fades, one after the other, one after the other, leaving behind the caves frozen under the ice of ten thousand years are intact. The immovable appearance, a gust of cold wind screamed, so that Brando and Charles fought a cold war. “Lord Lord!?” Before she could get a response, Medissa’s slightly concerned voice came. And the other questioning voice was a little calmer: “Brando, that thing pulled you to the extreme plains–?” This was the low and charming voice of the female army commander, Veronica.

Where is the Extreme Plain? Brando suddenly raised his head, but there were still shadows of dusk, setting sun, and wilderness all around, only the blue ice cave, Feralas, Veronica, the little dragon and her foodie Little brother, Akane, Medissa and the hunter girl she is supporting, Mephistopheles, the Saint of Grey Sword, and His Royal Highness and the eldest son of the Cruz people who are standing farther, everyone is here, everything is like something It had never happened before, Brando looked around for a week, and finally set his eyes on Barbasha and the witches beside her a little further away.

There was a fanatical light in Barbasha’s eyes, and the witches who seemed to disdain to deal with mortals were exchanging glances, but without exception, they looked at Brando with a little surprise.

Then there were the somewhat suspicious golden eyes of the little mother dragon, as if there was a fire inside.

“You have a strange smell.” Aloz asked with a frown, sniffing.

Brando took a breath, his whole body was hurt and his teeth were groaning with pain, but when he heard this question from the little mother dragon, he was surprisingly quiet.

He almost thought all this was a dream-

But fortunately, the eyes of the witches and the doubts of the little dragon answered his doubts.

He couldn’t help but shook his right hand, what was in his palm was the answer to everything that happened before. But other people obviously didn’t notice Brando’s subtle movement. Charles exchanged glances with him, while Veronica and Mephistopheles’ eyes fell on Brando’s left hand-Brando. Many swords of the earth had already been sheathed and hung diagonally behind his back, and what he held tightly in his hand was another sharp sword.

The blade is like a thin blade, frost blue, like ice crystals.

“Sina the Frostchant—” Veronica’s voice asked, “Brando, what happened, were you dragged into the extreme plain just now?”

what’s going on.

This question is a good question, especially for Brando. He raised his head, but everything that happened before seems to be repeated in his mind:

“Frozen Territory!” As Cebbers raised the slender, bright blade of Sina the Frost Singer in his hand, an icy breath spread in all directions around his body like a ripple. The layer of ice mist had just swept over, followed by the crackling sound of the cracking of the soil layer, and countless frost-white icy edges broke out of the earth, stretched out to the sky like fangs, and covered an area of nearly a hundred feet in a blink of an eye. Brando finally remembered this trick. The frozen ground controls the field and the howling wind outputs. He is so familiar with it-people will have nostalgic psychology when they see certain things in the past. This feeling is actually derived from humans. Reminiscences of the passing time-now it is the same for Brando, this retro routine seems to pull him back to the first three versions of “Amber Sword”, the blood is agitated, and there is no need to react. Over time, his body has already moved instinctively.

The power of his muscles suddenly exploded, and he leaped high, brushing a sharp sound that seemed to tear the air, and the ice ridges protruding from the ground would rub the soles of his boots.

At that moment, the eternal undead raised his head in surprise.

Brando remembered the flaming flames in its eye sockets that suddenly became bright. The sword in Seibers’s hand was raised again, and the blade became equally bright. The ice dust gathered behind him like a tangible, and suddenly turned into A cyclone, and then as if a piercing icy wind came out of thin air, it rushed towards the face. Howling Wind, or the sword of Milos, the blades of those swords are countless dangling ice crystals scattered in the cold wind. Those ice crystals are as thin as a cicada’s wings and harder than steel. They can be cut easily even the most. The hard armor, the cold wind swept forward, Seibers and the sword in his hand seemed to be a general commanding the advance of the storm, his sword pointed forward, and the storm swallowed everything ahead.

What a spectacular scene.

Brando was like a wandering dead leaf in mid-air. In a flash, he was caught in the center of the storm, and countless ice crystals would pass through his body, but the scene where he imagined his limbs torn apart and blood like rain did not appear. , At the very moment of death, he once again used a flash sword. The black sword was swung out with a single sword, as if it had been practiced thousands of times, and the speed was reaching the peak that this world could bear. The space buzzed and shook, and it was stretched to the extreme in one direction around him, those sharp as The ice crystal fragments of the ice spear seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force, and naturally slid to the sides, pulled behind him, and staggered past him.

In front of him, the distance of the space had already been distorted by the same majestic power, and the pale face of Seibers seemed to have crossed hundreds of feet of distance and appeared in front of him.

Brando slashed at Cebbers’ waist-the defenseless area of the Frost Knight King holding the sword.

But just before his sword reached his body, the soil under Cebbers’ feet seemed to be given life, and it arched automatically to form a strong wall, causing Brando’s sword to be slashed heavily on it; with a muffled bang, The shock wave visible to the naked eye spreads in all directions on the wall with Brando’s sword as the center. A fine and dense crack immediately appeared on the soil wall. The crack was expanding further, and then fell apart and collapsed suddenly.

But Brando’s offensive also stopped here, and the only record he obtained was to cut down an earthen wall.

But this is certainly not an ordinary barrier.

This is one of the life-saving skills of the Frost Knight, the wall of frost; The Guardian of Frost has the speciality of’Dark Ice’, an extra layer of hard ice is added to the barrier: Hardness +2), the barrier will automatically resist a fatal damage, and then return the remaining life to the caster. The Frost Guard can only use this skill if it is on the ground. After replacing Cebbs with a life-saving skill in one blow, Brando was already satisfied, at least proving that his attack was still a threat to the opponent, and this recognition greatly increased his confidence.

However, before he could be proud of it, behind the broken clods of the Frost Wall, an iron boot suddenly stretched out-a dark iron armor with a pattern of bones floating on the edge-as we all know, the Miner people have a fanatical passion for death. worship. Because his vision was blocked, Brando had no time to react, and he was kicked heavily on his lower abdomen. It felt like being hit by a giant dragon head-on, and even before he could feel the pain of being overwhelmed in his stomach, he just got kicked. It flew upside down like a cannonball.

This guy was not forced out of life-saving skills at all! Brando reacted between the lightning and flint, and Cebbs released the wall of frost, just to block his sight-this trick could still be used in this way.

If it is still the past in the game, Brando will probably be delighted. Under the situation that the various skill systems of the era in the game have basically been developed, a new way of thinking can be opened up. It is definitely one. Enough to shake the order of the entire game. A brand-new idea is really important for a master, especially for a first-line but not top player like him. Such an opportunity may be enough for him to set foot on the altar from now on.

Although even now, this trick also made him feel bright. Although there are many genres in “Amber Sword”, the use of life-saving skills for offense is rare, and it is even rarer to use it to disturb the enemy. , After all, not everyone is as confident as Cybers; and Brando has seen too many skills, specialties, and talents. If Cybers is only confining his eyes to the limited vision of the Frost Guardian , And Brando has already found countless ways to use this trick in his mind.

but not now.

His mind wakes up for an instant, and he reflects his current situation. As long as the next instant, he will fall heavily into the sharp ice edge of the frozen soil domain. The damage is not to be feared, but the frozen state will be. After taking his life, Brando believed that he might not be able to survive the horrible round of Cybers. Although his will attribute is as high as hundreds, he is still far from enough in the face of the existence of the perfect body. of.

Seibers turned the direction pointed by Frost Singer Sinna, obviously Brando had not guessed wrong, and it was not a moment for him to wait for this time.

“Never fall.”

“Brando!”

The thoughts in his heart arrived almost at the same time as Saint Osor’s reminder, but what can he do? In this state, there is nowhere to borrow power and there is no way to adjust his posture, let alone the basic moves of the flash sword. Hou Jiu Yao couldn’t make him move, Templar Knight? Templar knight’s skills seem to be useless at this time. As for the basic skills of warriors, charge and piercing strikes, they can’t be used when they are out of balance. The elements of more than 20 levels make it even more worthless. Mention, is it necessary to hand over the unyielding talent here?

Do not.

Brando gritted his teeth. He knew very well that there might be a fierce battle behind. Anlek is definitely not good at his generation, not to mention the fanatics around him who are all in one, if they look like just one. Handing over the unyielding talent in the trial scene is too worthwhile.

“Don’t take risks, Brando!” St. Ossore seemed to see Brando’s thoughts clearly and couldn’t help but immediately reminded.

“No, I won’t take risks. Don’t worry, Master Fenghou.” Brando raised his head, the whole process of thinking was only a moment, he could almost feel the bitter chill coming from behind, as long as he hesitated for a moment, He will smash into the jungle of ice cones, and then trigger the effect of the frozen soil domain, and be imprisoned into an ice cap-although it may only be less than 0.5 seconds, it is enough to kill Seibers. He has been 10,000 times.

The only thing that can help him now seems to be the only possibility left.

His other identity–

He knows that the Dark Dragon also has this same identity, so maybe Cebbs is no stranger. This idea has just occurred, and Brando’s hands have already emerged with a circle of sky-blue light-the woven thread of the law is in His hands were intertwined, and it was not any kind of power that a mortal could recognize—the undead knight Cebbs saw the blue light as the fire of the soul in his eyes, and even let out a soft hey sound. : “It turned out to be this…”

That is the power of the brigade mage.

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