Vol 3 Chapter 66

Act 66-King of the Underground (seventeen)

"what is that?"

Everyone kept the same movement-raising their heads, opening their mouths unconsciously, eyes blinking for fear of missing a detail.

In the sky, numerous holy swords are arranged at equal intervals and glittering-they form a huge rhombus, as if star-studded-Fengjing spider is like a azure texture on the holy sword, which fits into the blade as a whole .

Type iv cavalry hunters naturally saw this scene. These metal creatures looked up, and a huge threat was reflected in the visual system composed of prism crystals, so they made a uniform choice.

‘Wow,’ a flattened rifle brought everyone ’s attention back to the arena. Thirty IV Cavalry hunters pointed their lances at Brando—

The six black holes in the base of each rifle aimed at the young people at the same time. "Be careful!" Someone shouted from the other side of the cage, who didn't know whose voice was.

With this exclaim, the magic conduction system has started to push the six barrels into rotation. After the gears made a crisp clicking sound, a long tongue of fire appeared on the long gun-thirty tongues of fire.

"Ptyoona——!" (Old Elven: Spirit Wings)

A shuttle deviating bullet swept past Metisha, making it dusty. The first response of the Silver Elf Princess was to raise a spear. The spiritual power emerged from her association, and with her movements, it opened to the sides in an instant to form a pair of huge optical network wings--

The girl was standing in front of Brando, and all the bullets were blocked by the hexagonal lattice. There was a flash of sparks in the half-time of the arena, and the clanging sound was deafening. Everyone saw it. Cover your ears subconsciously.

The type iv cavalry hunter then turned to Medisa, the center of the Wings of Spirit, but Brando had already pointed his raised hand down before that.

He stood on the other side of the gladiatorial field, and pointed his fingers at the metal knights, as if a commander giving orders.

There was a buzzing sound in the sky, and the holy sword began to glow, and then it became white hot. After the incandescent light came on, it quickly gathered at the point of the sword into a dazzling light spot-the next moment-all arrows shot.

It was an unforgettable view of all those present.

When the light began to converge on the sky, it was the same whether it was Kuran, Joka, or Cowen, or Maher. They had begun to organize what would happen underneath.

But exhausted their imagination, they are still shocked by the spectacular moment.

Countless rays of light pierced into the ground in an instant, and the air between the hot beam of light and the beam of light seemed to be transpiration, creating the illusion that the entire gladiatorial field would be gasified and smoked off in the next moment.

At that moment Kuran suddenly remembered a word that the Cruz ancestors used to describe the war in their poem:

‘We see the clouds separate, the sky becomes blood red, steel seems to be burning, falling from the sky, golden rain plumes fall into the ground, and all living things are caught in a sea of ​​fire’

So pertinent.

Although this veteran has experienced the November war, he has seen with his own eyes those witches exerting devastating power, and can even destroy an entire army between raising their hands and raising their feet. But that has long since passed, Kuran thought he would never return to the nightmare-like battlefield in his life, but at this moment a scene like this re-buried that deep in his heart, only in occasional dreams Meet the nightmare released.

The old man hadn't even noticed it, his pupils were slightly dilated, his eyes were trembling, and his breathing couldn't help being quicker. He subconsciously tried to grab his sword, but grabbed an empty space.

Kuran immediately startled with a cold sweat, only to remember where he was. But he was still stunned. He looked at the endless flames between the sky and the ground, wondering at the means only these great wizards had.

But the metal creatures on the field felt deeper than him. The response of these iv cavalry hunters was quite simple-they stopped attacking invariably and turned the yellow runes to their front; as they moved, The rock at the foot of the horse at the foot of the horse immediately vibrated and roared, and then stood up to form a rock cover.

The golden beam of light then fell from the sky, hitting the rock wall suddenly, and the light rain splashed like a hot red molten steel on the magically reinforced wall of the outermost layer of the rock. The rock layer below was burnt red, but it did not fall apart.

The teenagers who watched this scene from afar opened their mouths. This level of fighting has exceeded the limits of their imagination. Whether it is from the sky to bring light rain of destruction, or rock protection sufficient to block such an attack, it is enough to bring them Come deeply shocked.

When Joka was motionless, Maher stepped back subconsciously and hit the fence on the other side of the cage before he stopped. When he realized this, his forehead was already full of cold sweat.

The deepest part of Ke Wen's eyelid reflected a layer of golden light. He squeezed his hands tightly, staring at the scene motionlessly. Unlike most people's eyes are attracted by this gorgeous magic effect, he always looks at Brando who dominates it all.

"This is ..." Yuta grasped the iron fence with both hands, and the light rain seemed to flow directly into the deepest part of her soul, making her tremble from her soul.

She now knows how insignificant she and her mercenary regiment are, and how ridiculous their persistence is, because there is no reason for this young man to appear here-women at least understand that even in this old kingdom, such power Enough to be respected-as long as Brando is willing, he can get much more power under any force than he does now.

The so-called Grudin territory is now a joke to the head of the maid. She couldn't think of why people with such power would choose such a barren land.

He didn't even hesitate to Count Jean Denel against the entire upper world of Eruin—

Suddenly, Yuta found herself unable to find any possibility that could explain it all.

But in the end she finally remembered that night, the night when Gruddin got all the compensation he deserved, the night that changed the destiny of almost everyone-the little girl brought by the young man, and the firmness in his eyes.

‘He ’s an envoy sent from heaven to set up a banner for everyone, and when people gather under this banner, everything changes—’

Suddenly, Yuta remembered a passage in the poem of Cang describing the Azure Knight, which she thought was so appropriate.

Hundreds of years ago, this passage was also used in the predecessor Eke--

The iv cavalry hunter's anti-*** technique only won them a short period of time. As the second and third beams of light converged to one point, the magic defense quickly disintegrated, and the solid rock formation was directly exposed to high temperatures. Gasification, the higher melting metal is directly burned into molten steel and overflows from it.

That scene resembled the egg white flowing out of the broken egg shell, but this egg white showed a dazzling golden red with hundreds or even thousands of degrees of high temperature. The red-hot metal poured onto the sand, and the gravel immediately crystallized to form a smooth layer.

It took less than a minute, the beams of light disappeared one after another. When the last beam of light disappeared, there was a dead silence on the gladiatorial arena.

On most of the crystallized sand, Yu Yanyu, the scorched black fortress of the rock fortress stood deadly on the side of the gladiator field.

Without any survivors, iv cavalry hunters all melted into a pile of metal debris in their own tombs.

Not to mention anyone else, even Meditha on the battlefield was surprised. The little silver elf princess looked up at the rows of holy swords in the sky, and then looked at Brando. Now, Lord Lord? "She asked softly.

"Otherwise?"

Brando shrugged angrily. Isn't it enough to listen to this girl's tone? You know, if he wasn't a brigade mage, the thirty or more iv cavalry hunters would be enough for him to drink a pot.

But he put down his hands and felt that it felt so good to have everything under control. The only pity is that the attack power of the Holy Sword still seems too low, and the combination of the three beams of light almost cannot penetrate the defense of the silver peak.

The gladiator field fell silent, and it seemed that Brando's actions had embarrassed the builders of the sanctuary.

The sudden silence made the young man secretly vigilant. He knew that the Destiny Arena was not without the possibility of tailoring the difficulty. Because here is a fantasy based on material basis, according to the player's words-this is actually a kind of self-challenge behavior.

But after being silent for a while, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart:

"Three challenges are completed and additional rewards are obtained."

Brando hesitated, "I almost forgot about it!" Then he couldn't help but want to pat his brain, and the rules of the Destiny Arena in the Amber Sword were in fact always clear to him. It is mandatory, and although the second option is optional, it is not good.

Only after two challenges do players have the right to choose to challenge the ‘core reward’. The required number of core rewards is twice, which means that a person must challenge this copy at least four times.

And at most, there is no upper limit.

Of course, the so-called "core reward" here is the sword of the earth, Brando looked at that direction-if he wanted to get that sword, he would have to challenge at least twice.

And here is an additional rule, that is, from the third time, each challenge will get an additional reward. The rewards will get better and better, and may even exceed the core rewards. However, it is said that it must be at least thirty challenges, but that is the rule that players only figured out in the late game. Now Brando dare not even think about it.

"Receive a reward?"

Brando looked at a row of glittering fonts on the retina and replied, "Of course."

"Please select the interface-" Another line appears.

Brando froze slightly, he had never heard of what interface to choose. He thought for a moment, and continued to look down with a thought.

The green text really changed again:

General interface-

Mage Brigade Interface——

"Huh?" Brando was really stunned. He had never heard of any additional options in the game that would involve mission rewards due to career changes. Although there are multiple options for some mission rewards-but one thing, they are already there-instead of extra when you advance to a certain profession!

He looked at these two options, hesitated, but finally decided to give it a try.

"Mage Brigade Interface."

The picture changes again.

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(***. Tragedy. I forgot to turn off the air conditioner when I went to bed last night, but you know it. I will change it today.)