Vol 2 Chapter 114

Chapter 114: The Final Battle (2)

"Metisha." Brando gestured to the silver elf girl next to her.

The princess of the Hayaland Empire held up the silver helmet with wings and put it on. Then she turned on the horse and put down the face covering the upper face with one hand. She answered clearly: "Yes!" The armor gloves 'Kaka' grasped the silver shuttle-like spear, and pointed the gun toward the sky. The light cherry-colored lips on the half of the small face exposed under the mask were tightened-the momentum of the girl suddenly became clear.

The unicorn staggered, and it also wore armor. The elves' silver chain mail is delicate and complex in workmanship, but it has incredible protection against slash and puncture damage. It was covered with a white shirt, with the national emblem of the elf empire lily flower painted on it. The same is true of Medina. She is white and silver armor flashes a dazzling light under the robe, so that people think that the holy white knight in the mythical story came down from the picture, and completed the fantasy from the real in front of everyone. Change.

"let's go!"

The girl nodded, and the unicorn began to accelerate as she sat down, one by one riding and trotting all the way around the broken wall and appearing on an open avenue. This silver elves used to complete the sacrifices in the past-the path for the noble sacrifices to take the elf monks and the relics of the elf goddess Saya. Hundreds of years have passed, although now the grass has covered the white marble that was used to pave the past, history seems to be silently settled in this piece of sound that can't make any sounds or words to describe everything that has happened in the past In the ruins, the girl knight swept across the road, as if the elf ritual cavalry passed through this avenue again, conveying the goddess' will with a serious, low voice—

Silver Elves!

Connard's eyes tightened far behind the Lizardman, and he turned around and grabbed Yukhiel's neckline, yelling: "You bastard, what have you done! That's a silver elf! Haya Lan's Silver Elves! Why did you mess them up! "

Yukhiel was also startled. He has been here for several years to fight the King of the Silver Elves' graveyard. At first, he was careful, for fear that those elves who dared to sing hymns to the dark army's square of hundreds of thousands of people will one day kill them But as the day goes by, nothing happens. The hidden silver elves seem to really keep their promise and no longer appear on the continent. What's more, the head of the lizardman wondered whether this proud race was already extinct for some unknown reason.

The so-called Great Escape may well be nothing more than a lie.

But just relax it, when the courage is getting bigger day by day, and closer to the graveyard of the elven king every day. The silver elves finally appeared again. Although Yukhiel's vision was not as good as Connard's with gold-level strength, the white helmet and silver armor, as well as the armor skirt full of artistic atmosphere, were as beautiful as It's a one-piece craftwork. Except for the Silver Elves, the entire Warnde continent can't find such a brave warrior.

It took a sigh of air, and then just Connell shouted in his collar: "Donald, young, young-then ... that-look over there!"

Connold turned back--

When he turned back, he saw Brando and Akane appearing side by side, they were separated behind the elven knight, as if a silver, red and two flames spread out. After the two flames were separated, they paused and shot into the battlefield in an instant, almost impossible to capture-when Connard locked on them again, a silver sword and a crimson spear took two. The head of a lizard man billowing. "Damn ..." Connard dropped Jukhil. His eyes were so horrible that at first glance he saw that Metisha and Akane were better than herself, and although the young man had only silver first-order, he saw his hand. It's not a mess. Although he didn't know where these powerful enemies came from, he did recognize the girl with red hair and ponytails-Akane he killed by himself that night, although the dark priest later used God's Blood forcibly rescued her, but shouldn't this woman have become a god?

But at this moment Connard exhaled and calmed down. At least he has determined that the black fire priest who is not enough to lose more than defeat is probably more ferocious and less lucky. Only uncertain things are worth fearing.

"Leave it over to me to deal with, you better take back your old nest before I solve the problem." He glanced at Yukhiel coldly, then took off a pair of dark steel gloves and put them on. The lizard robber's head shuddered on the side and did not dare to answer. It knew that Connard was on the brink of anger at this time. He might have killed him by accident. He usually dared to oppose the target. At this time Not willing to touch the mold.

But when he saw Connart turning to leave, he stammered and asked, "Silver ... Silver Elf?"

"Do it yourself."

Connard snorted without looking back. If the silver elf really caused this brainless lizard, he wouldn't have to go to this muddy water. Although the shepherd is a huge organization, she may not be afraid of the silver elven empire Hayaland-not to mention the other party has been hidden for such a long time that the race has long been forgotten. But after all, it is said that those sacred warriors are mentioned in the legend, and no one wants to touch their mold.

This stupid lizard is just a guy who can be abandoned at any time. In fact, he was more worried about how to explain the 'sacrifice' of a lower-level dark priest than the trouble of Yukhkiel. Compared to this group of brainless reptiles, the Black Fire cultists have a much higher status among the shepherds. Although their leader Tadpole Lord Mayad is only one of the twelve herds, it is also one of the four giants. One of them is extraordinary.

The deaths of dozens of high-ranking believers can still be covered-after all, this time the action is not small, the task even involves a Grand Duke of the Kingdom. Something like the loss of the next dark priest can happen-it's been at least ten years in the organization, and Connard has a headache when he thinks about it.

He raised his head, his cold eyes locked on Brando, Metisha and Akane. In his opinion, the only policy now was to find the son-in-law of Duke Luhn and then look at it step by step.

...

"Shoot these Lizardmen off the central battlefield!" Brando slashed down to face a Lizardmen Warrior, and then turned back and shouted to Akane. The red-haired girl nodded, and her flaming horsetail turned around, and the war halberd swept backwards—a bow-shaped lightning flashed 'Zla' ​​out. The lizards backed up immediately, and when they retreated a little slower, they immediately turned into coke, and then exploded.

"Good job!" The young man praised without hesitation.

Although the lizard man is only about 20 levels, he can't hold up a large number of them. He owns a total of twenty-one silver mid-level elf guards with Namenes, and then there are seventeen black iron middle and upper mercenaries-but here There are five or six hundred lizard men, not counting Connor's more than one hundred dark mercenaries. If you swarm, the consequences can be imagined.

Therefore, he must do everything possible to reduce the Lizardman's offensive surface, infinitely reduce the opponent's number of advantages, and increase his own advantage in personal strength.

The method is very simple-he, Metissa, and Akane firmly hold the center of the battlefield.

But Brando hadn't expected that he hadn't had time to explain his thoughts. The red-haired girl seemed to be in communication with him and understood what he meant. Such a tactical vision does not seem to have been cultivated by a mercenary regiment. But his praise made Qian look back at him with a doubt, "Why praise me?" The red-haired girl asked, "Want to please me?"

"Hoo--it's really good, do you need other reasons?"

Brando grabbed a spear that the lizard man stabbed and cut it with a backhand sword. Then he took a breath and replied.

"Follow you." Akane glanced at him before turning back. She used to fight for the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment. She had no relatives, and everyone in the regiment was her relatives. She wants to guard her own home, but now it's gone, and all that's left is hatred. She has always liked to do more and talk less, she is a somewhat dumb girl. She only knew that she should do it, and praised her, as if she hadn't.

Because everyone's eyes are looking at Aike, neither the head of the group nor the others. Not even her.

But Brando's idea was different from her, he didn't like to think about too complicated things. He only knew that Akane had gold-level strength now, and the gray wolf mercenary regiment she could have no longer existed. It was a fool to have the opportunity to draw the opponent into his own camp without taking the opportunity. He has his own bottom line on certain things, but he is not a pedantic person.

Coincidentally, his subordinates, Akane, Medisa and even himself mastered the long-range attack method before the elements of enlightenment, so although the three are the strength of silver, gold, and gold, they are combined to kill on the battlefield. The force is terrible. Akane is okay, all her skills resonate with the elements of the thunder gun, and back and forth is actually a thunderbolt. And as an elf princess, Medina would only practice the basic sword skills of the elf holy land before becoming an adult. After the ghost knightization, she learned the charge, the spear of the spirit, and the attack of the thousand armies, which is just a mobile world. cannon. He is even more perverted. Although it is the first stage of silver, it is estimated that anyone's combat skills will spit blood when he looks at it-charge, burst of power, white crow swordsmanship, and frontal breakthrough, which is not a career dream of a soldier skill?

Not to mention the conflict aura that comes with the badge, and the fireball and flame ring that comes with the ring after the wind. At his level, Brando can no longer imagine that there will be stronger treatment. After all, no matter how good the equipment is, and there is a will limit, he thought that those rmb fighters were just that.

With such three people on the field, the combat effectiveness of his own side has increased by a hundredfold. What's more fortunate is that whether it is Metisha or Akane, although the strength is strong, in fact, they are just little girls who have not been involved in the world. Brando went around to pull those famous players in order to form a group. He had already trained a pair of three-inch tongues, and cheated the two little girls-oh, no! It should be said that drawing into his own camp is really a simple problem for him.

But compared to this, what makes him even more puzzled now is that he has put himself on the stance here, and his tactical intentions are already clear. Why is Connard still unwilling to appear? You should know that at this time, the army of the lizardmen has been forced to the sides by the three of them. In this way, with the powerful personal strength of the silver elves, they can completely guard the narrow mouths on both sides, and even replace them with mercenaries in turn to maintain their strength.

The other party should not see this through.

But what's going on?

He looked up and looked around, while secretly speculating that the other party had discovered that he was not Aiko and gave up? Or is there another plot? However, this question was quickly answered, just as he and Akane repelled the fifth wave of attacking Lizardmen, he suddenly heard Metisah reminding them on the left:

"Be careful!"

A strong wind came from the side.

Hell, the enemy is underground!