Vol 2 Chapter 101

The 101st perfect story line

Perhaps that should be said.

The battle has ended before it has begun.

The high-ranking black fire believer in silver is in front of the Phoenix Guard Elves heavy infantry in front of mastering the power of the elements, just like a newborn chick. The nation of silver elves is a proud and highly respected combat skill in their long lives. Their heavy infantry is by no means simple and well-equipped. When you face a hundred years of continuous improvement, You can imagine how helpless you are when fighting warriors on the skill.

A look, a slight movement, is enough to betray all your intentions in the eyes of the most elaborate warriors of the silver elves. Brando saw that even high-level Blackfire members tried to show off their poor fighting skills in front of these elf warriors, and couldn't help but laugh, let alone these poor worms, even based on his experience, he was afraid to be in these real Fighting in front of the fighting machine-For the silver elves, fighting is art, the supreme pursuit of beauty.

Crude, so rude.

The silver elves were simply incredible. Hundreds of years later, the dark servants used such poor combat skills to fight them. You must know that seven centuries ago, the Dark Dragon, Miner, and other servants, as the most powerful enemies of all intelligent creatures, possessed the most advanced civilization, the deepest magic, and the most amazing fighting skills. They have never Not hostile to civilization, because that brutal and dark rule itself once represented the most advanced civilization in the world.

The fighting techniques of the people of the dark have been so fascinating that many of their compatriots have turned to the dark because of this, but they did not expect that after only a few hundred years, they have already retreated to this point. No, this is hardly a fighting skill.

It's almost unbearable.

The Blackfire members apparently did not expect that their resistance to the final potential had erupted, but actually stirred the anger of the Silver Elves. In fact, it's not just them. I am afraid that everyone except Brando will be ashamed of the Silver Elves' view at the moment. Yes! After experiencing the battle of the Holy One, civilization has not progressed, but has retreated. The supreme force held by both sides of the war in the past has become a legend in mythology.

But no matter what other people think, the battle is still settled just before the battle really begins. As if in the blink of an eye, the Blackfire cult has become a cold corpse on the ground, dark blood flowing down the headless, cold bodies, spreading along the uneven ground in the forest, like a bark The veins of growing black blood vessels.

The white-haired young man seemed to be nailed in place by an invisible force, opened his mouth, and made a clicking noise in his throat.

It took a long time for the scene to hear a crisp sound. Everyone turned back subconsciously, only to see that the huge sword in the hands of the big wolf mercenary fell into the ground, and he seemed to be unaware, and looked at those renewed in shock. Stop the entire Elven Guard. Twenty Templar knights with enlightened elements, Martha is on top, so is Eruin ’s power!

The gray wolf mercenaries couldn't help looking at Brando, and their hearts were shocked beyond one end. Who is it that can have twenty Templars as guards? Could it be that this young man was a prince of Cruz, but just passing by here? Although this speculation is ridiculous, it seems that the former is more acceptable than the appearance of twenty living Templar knights. some.

But just when everyone was in a daze, the red-haired girl slammed her gun and stopped it between the Silver Elf Warrior and the white-haired youth.

Her meaning was clear, she was reluctant to let the elves kill Reddy.

The red-haired girl raised her head, she pursed her lips, her face a little dignified. She already knew that she was definitely not the opponent of any of these elven warriors, but even then, such knowledge still could not let the war in her eyes subside. Her center of gravity sank slightly, her body leaned forward, and she was already in a posture to fight—as if a female leopard was about to explode.

"Jane?"

The girl's action was so familiar that she almost thought that it was still in the past, that Akane was willing to fight for anyone in the gray wolf mercenary regiment.

"Qian, that guy is a traitor! Why should you protect him!" The big man shouted.

"Only this time—" the red-haired girl gritted her teeth and said, but then she shook her head as if to get the thought out of her mind: "Only this last time, I can't watch him die here."

"Qian?" Reddy froze, this time even he seemed to see the shadow of the original Qian from the girl's back.

"Not yet!" The red-haired girl angered. "Go to Lord Connard!"

Reddy stayed for a while, then reacted, running back and forth.

But when Brando saw this scene, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. How insightful he was, he instantly caught the struggle of the "Red Knight"-rejection reaction! This shows that the girl's own consciousness has not completely disappeared. What she said before was entirely based on her own consciousness, otherwise how could God make such a cold and ruthless life body take the initiative to protect others! So this shows that this **** is still a newborn!

Realizing this, Brando suddenly realized why the red knight Milfit turned into a ghost knight in the end. He couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up! Even the price of being was spared to fight against the invasion of the blood of God. This girl is really very personal, and he can't help but feel a little reverent at the thought of it.

But reverence, revenge, that disgusting arrogance can not let go, he Brando is not a person who likes to return to the tiger. This guy made it clear that he would walk around with him after eating. Who knows if he will become another Ultraman next time or something to trouble him? Even if the other party doesn't have the protagonist's aura, if it hurts Roman or other people around him, wouldn't it be regretful?

He made a decisive gesture, the meaning was clear: stun the girl and kill the **** behind.

The elf commander beside Brando gave a slight glance, and for the first time he glanced at the young lord in surprise. Brando's gestures before were not simple. They were one of the gesture commands often used by ancient commanders in the battle of the saints. These gesture commands have evolved to a considerable extent today. In this era, know Those who gestured seven centuries ago are few.

But the surprise was one thing, and the commander quickly and professionally conveyed this command with a cold face.

no doubt--

Trying to escape under the care of the twenty Templars is obviously a whimsical thing. Even if there is a gold-level presence to cope, the result will not change.

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Barlow, the ruins left by the era of the silver elves before the glorious age-

The lizard commander Heyukier occupies one of the largest halls in the ruins. This hall was used by the silver elves for worship and important rituals in the past, but like other buildings, it was abandoned when several After the century, this once magnificent hall is now as dilapidated as ever. And it was about an instinct, or an expression of incomplete evolution-the lizard people still couldn't get rid of some of their close relatives' habits, just like Heyukier still maintains a very strong concept of territory-this hall He has long been regarded as a personal possession, and anyone who dares to touch his finger is tantamount to challenging his authority in this group of lizard robbers.

But Heyukier is proud that he has always appreciated his own aesthetic. Compared to those stinking guys, he can naturally clean up the hall like a real civilized man-the center of the hall is covered with red carpet as in the past hundreds of years, and there are some different styles around it. I don't know where to grab all kinds of furniture. The pieces of furniture didn't stack up regularly, but Heyukier liked it especially, and he ordered his men to move them together.

To facilitate his appreciation every day.

When Connand opened the door with the Dark Priest's Dark Priest and entered the hall, all three snorted coldly. The latter is because I don't want to see these two annoying faces at all. The former is because I disdain the vulgar aesthetics of this reptile with underdeveloped limbs and uncomplicated brain. At least the mercenary commander can't see it. What is the difference between this hall and the dump.

"Donald, I heard--Matris--you're dead there," Hejukki straightened his trench coat collar--a **** from a passing nobleman, a wrinkle Baba said sadly on his long face: "What a pity, false news, that's one."

"Last reminder, my name is Connard." The mercenary commander was really in no mood to correct the weird Cruz grammar that he didn't know from there, just awoke his head. Don't use the tongue roll intentionally Come and read his name.

"Everything is the same." Heyukier looked at the black fire priest behind him, and asked with a contented expression: "I thought-would not come-you."

Connart snorted coldly: "You have an excuse to investigate the graveyard of the King of the Silver Elves here. Actually, I think it's very easy to be a bandit." He glanced around: "You grabbed these Something worth a lot of money? "

The lizard Heuquier wrinkled deeper, and shook his head. "No, no. Do business-I'm here."

"So what did you find?"

"I found that there was one point. But-not much-progress." Heyukier shook his head, "We are not close-around that-the temple, but this thing-help me- Yes. "It stretched out a thin hand and shook a necklace," Witcher, I need some. "

Connard and the Dark Priest glanced at each other. This lizard used the name of the investigation king's cemetery to become the emperor here. Almost everyone thought so, and did not expect that it was really doing business here. But now is not the time to worry about this matter, the mercenary commander reorganized the content to speak, and said: "That is not a problem, but now we have one thing for you to help."

"Once-I have already helped you." Heyuki said unhappy, he sent a message to bring the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps to the attention of other adventurers around him.

"It's good for you," the Dark Priest whispered.

"Benefits-how's it going?"

"A big fish." Connard looked solemnly.

...

'Pop' muffled.

Brando grabbed the young man's white hair and pressed his head into the dirt, making the other person scream. Judging from the information revealed by Reddy, the facts are already obvious. Although Brando is most reluctant to accept this result, he still has to admit that the plot has changed here.

The other person is already following him--

In fact, he should have thought of this already. He changed the steps to complete the task, and the whole plot naturally reversed. In the previous Raiders, there was no mention of the betrayal of the crimson ghost knight and Reddy, nor did it mention that the card mercenary commander, Connard, would take the lead to go to the ruins of Barrow. In other words, the other party has completely abandoned the pursuit of Buga and Macaroo and searched for his existence instead.

All these are deliberate illusions caused by that **** cunning fox. Although Brando's teeth were itchy, he had to admit that the other party's scheme was very successful and caused him a lot of trouble, and also made him very angry, with serious consequences.

Antitina didn't say a word after listening to Reddy's description, and it took a long time to suggest, "Are we going to retreat temporarily, Lord Lord?"

But Brando waved.

To trouble him, be prepared to pay the price. Fortunately, this plot seems to be the so-called final course of 100% completion. Instead, he calmed down at this time and wanted to see how powerful these black fire cults are, isn't it just a plot with the highest completion degree? Brando said that I hadn't experienced it yet. I was going to see how Master Martha planned to give me this reward for completion.

But he was soaring, but Sandford leaned over carefully, and whispered, "Master, what does Akane do?"

Brando looked back and saw the future Miss Ghost Rider lying aside as if he was asleep, with several Elf Warriors standing beside her-kill? This is obviously impossible, let alone say that the newly joined gray wolf mercenaries have any ideas, even he himself would not agree. Jokingly, Akane has already been in touch with the Yongge card. If her fate is irretrievable, the best result will be the same as that of Meditis.

However, because it is a newborn body god, and according to Reddy's description, it seems to be a seal of a subordinate priest, then maybe there is salvation. Brando is not a madman who wants to seal himself as a card when he sees him. He would be willing to save this very characteristic lady. Not to mention that you can have a subordinate with a golden strength out of thin air.

So he replied unconsciously: "Bring it on, after all, it's your companion, maybe there's still salvation."

"Really!" Sandov was startled, then asked excitedly.

Brando nodded. "I can only try."

The young man nodded hurriedly, and of course he understood that Akane's state must be abnormal.

"What about this guy?" Antitina whispered a little disgustedly at Reddy, who was pressed to the ground.

Hearing this sentence, the white-haired young man seemed to have regained strength all over his body. He struggled and lifted his head, his face was covered with muddy tears, and he shouted as hard as he could: "You promised, as long as I said it, you Won't kill me— "

"I'm fine." Brando nodded.

He clapped his hands and stood up, looking at the silver elf next to him: "Commander, so please help me to do it for you."

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