Vol 2 Chapter 138

Act 138 The first contact, Wall of Elements

While Brando was thinking, Baron Gruddin had hit his finger. Immediately, the two servants set up each with a wooden box. They emptied the table, then put the wooden box in front of Brando, bowed slightly, and then stepped back.

The baron stood up and made an inviting gesture to Brando.

"What is this?" Brando thought to himself that this guy would definitely not give him anything good. Although he was a Viscount, Grudin couldn't commit him to him. Besides, he just beat his face so well, and this guy posted it, it is no longer a cheap word to describe.

He hesitated, then nodded to Antitina and motioned her to open the box.

After receiving the instructions, the nobleman immediately got up and opened the box. At this moment, she is playing the sergeant's follower. Naturally, she must behave properly and cannot ask for advice as usual. But Antitina had just opened the first box and her movements froze.

Looking from Brando's direction, he could see the noble girl clenching her teeth tightly before restraining herself from calling out.

what happened?

Antinina stayed half a moment in front of the wooden box, as if some magic had been performed, and Brando saw her throat tremble slightly, making a slight click. The girl took a deep breath and finally let it go aside.

With a click, the fork in Little Roman's hand fell to the plate.

Brando's face changed instantly.

Because in the open box was a human head--

To be exact, it was the head of the swordsman he had seen before; the swordsman's eyes were closed tightly, he had lost his blood, and his skin was pale as if it were a layer of rubber.

Brando was silent.

Antinina gave him a careful look, and after enduring it, she gently exhaled and opened another box. Although the aristocratic girl was about to collapse, she still played her role strongly. Her fingers almost trembled so that she could not hold the lid of the box. She finally calmed down and slowly opened the lid of the box.

It contained the head of another female element.

Antitina was bloodless.

"That woman tastes good," Baron Gruddin smiled, and replied, "But the gentleman is not overwhelming. I heard that the wine glass made from the skull of the girl is used to hold delicious wine. . As for the other, it's a giveaway-- "

His voice had just fallen, and everyone in the hall heard a buzz.

Immediately they saw that Brando's sabre spontaneously popped in half, it buzzed and made a sharp sound, as if screaming for eager killing, as if the laser shot was about to be emitted the next moment; Both hands rested on the table, their lips were closed tightly, but everyone felt a cold breath spreading from the young man—

If there is a real intention to kill.

The several aristocrats sitting next to Brando bear the brunt of it, and the knife and fork in their hands fell to the ground, so horrified that they couldn't move. The cold breath spread forward, and the knights pulled out their long swords in an attempt to protect Grudin, who was smiling and seemed to be savoring the pleasure of playing with his opponent.

But the smile froze on his face immediately.

Because almost everyone at the scene saw a layer of hoarfrost climbing up the table-starting in front of Brando, the silver dinner plate 'cracked', and the porcelain exploded, and the cracked porcelain piece again It shattered again, turning into particles or powder with smooth edges—the hoarfrost was moving forward, and the tableware on the table for a long time exploded to form a faint white mist, as if an invisible beast was crossing the table, Directly struck Grudin directly opposite.

The two knights in front of the baron moaned, and the sword in their hands was broken. They immediately screamed and covered their eyes, bleeding between their fingers.

However, the mourning in the hall was far less sudden than the shock in everyone's heart. Because seeing this scene, everyone can only think of one word--

Factor sensing.

Even Brando did not expect that he would realize the meaning of the elements in a state of fury; at that moment he felt as if his thoughts were in an endless black icy cold, but the battle between the two was hurt Bystander, Grudin's mean and cowardly behavior completely crossed one of the most taboo lines in his heart.

Brando felt sick, yes, a kind of aversion born from the deepest part of his heart. He looked at the skin of the baron, his bones were so dirty, the fake smile on his face seemed to be distorted into an absurd abstract figure.

There was an impulse in his heart to make this filth completely disappear from the world.

But from the endless anger, Brando gave birth to another realization. It wasn't cold killing intentions, but stillness—the space was still and full of anger, yet another self-examining thought emerged from this thought. This thought made the young man's head clear, as if he could see his anger from a transcendent angle and master it calmly.

Or, as if there were two Brandos at this moment. A Brando completely shrouded in boundless killings, a calm Brandon looking at this angry Brando from the perspective of transcending himself.

So Brando found that he could fully grasp the anger in his heart.

He felt his power was increasing exponentially, and this feeling was integrated with the feelings from the battle of his grandfather, and Brando finally touched a solid barrier.

he knows,

That's the wall of elements--

The moment he touched the wall, he felt a few extremely short words passing by his heart: static, still, stability. Then the wall bounced him back relentlessly, wanting to impact the elements of culture? Not qualified yet!

Then all the illusions collapsed, the spiritual world seemed to be fragmented, and time returned to flow in an instant, pulling him back to reality.

Then Brando heard a bang like fried beans, glass and porcelain were smashed in front of him; the temperature in the hall seemed to drop by dozens of degrees, and a thick layer of hoarfrost had formed on the wall.

The first thing Brando looked up was to put his hand on the silver-plated hilt, but with this one movement, Baron Gruddin and the more than twenty knights behind him were pushed together by invisible momentum. Taking a big step back, the chairs in the back made a crackling sound, and they shattered into wooden fragments flying like butterflies.

"protect me!"

Baron Gruddin screamed.

Although the knights around him were uncomfortable, they all had to order hard and pull their swords to stop them again; what was waiting for them was Brando's plain sword--

The thumb and index finger rest on the cross guard, the little finger catches the sword handle, and the middle finger, ring finger and palm control the stability of the sword. The wrist is swung from left to right, and the elbows and shoulders have drawn the simplest arc.

White crow swordsmanship.

Burst of power-

From any aspect, this is the most basic swordplay. As if the first sword cut by a beginner swordsman, the trajectory is clear and the intention is obvious. Even a slightly experienced person can easily judge how this sword should come.

However, none of the twenty Dark Iron knights had the ability to dodge.

That sword seemed to be stretched in space, and the dazzling cold light on the blade made everyone feel the bitter cold from the bone. The chill climbed up along each of them, and frosted instantly, forming a thick layer of ice.

Elements, ice.

Can't move--

A white light swept over, and twenty heads soared. At that moment, almost everyone was stunned, no, not just stunned, but horrified that they couldn't be themselves. A piece of chairs and utensils rolled over, and the nobles on both sides of the table crawled back and forth, clinging to the walls on both sides-not even being cold, as if afraid of approaching this terrible young man All around

Twenty ice sculptures crashed in front of him and turned into a dead body. For the first time, the breath of death was displayed so plainly in front of Baron Gruddin. Every time in his life, he grasped the lives and deaths of others so calmly, but at this moment he finally realized that when the life was ruthlessly contained, the weak side was as weak as a drowner who could not resist his fate.

It was the deepest kind of sorrow, the proudest civilization of human beings was completely trampled.

He finally couldn't bear it, he thought that Brando was at most a silver swordsman with a median strength. This identity is just as good as him, and they can of course use your means to give each other a kick.

But now he finally found himself wrong, it was not a silver swordsman at all. It is a terrible existence that has touched the edge of the element. No, once the element is enlightened, it is already considered inhuman.

It turned out that the person sitting in front of him was not such a messy guy, but a giant beast who chose to kill others.

Brando stood forward with a cold face, and the long table suddenly split into two pieces from the middle. The others didn't even see how he shot, only to see the young man moving forward, there was no obstacle between the baron and him.

Brando didn't say a word, and once again put his hand on the hilt.

"I am the lord of the kingdom-!"

Grudin collapsed, and couldn't help wailing. He looked around hurriedly, hoping to see anyone come to save him, but unfortunately, no one. Everyone was frightened and did not expect that a good banquet would develop into such a situation, or that they would never think that a strong person who touched the edge of the element would run to a remote place.

Brando walked step by step and looked at the guy as if looking at a dog.

He sank with his hands, ready to end this guy's life.

But at this time, Brando felt a hand on his own. He froze slightly, looking back, but saw Akane looking down at herself with her halberd and amber eyes in her hand.

"Jane?"

The red-haired pony-tailed girl looked at him and shook her head.