Vol 3 Chapter 76

Act 76-King of the Underground (27) (Third), ask for support !!

On a one-on-two basis, the two silent corpses on the gladiator field seemed to have illustrated the winning side of the fight. The facts were not unexpected either, Brando quickly re-elevated and killed Alberton—for the white knight who died twice in his hands, Brando was still a little bit unhappy, no matter what In that respect, it seems too tragedy.

But the disappeared White Knight apparently did not have such an idea. Its body turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared on the gladiatorial field, proving that the undead knight itself was part of the gladiatorial field before being projected, and never really existed.

The white knight in history has long died in the mountains outside Ridenburg, like countless corpses in this war.

The same is true of the old man left before him.

Brando looked at his grandfather, raised the sword in his hand, and the latter nodded, posing the same starting gesture. Alluin's military swordsmanship—the ancestors and grandchildren seem to be using this familiar swordsmanship to determine the outcome.

The next is a fierce fight.

Brando had never thought that his grandfather would be so strong-of course, he must know that the old man is not in the full strength in the eyes of Couran. Then I guess he will re-examine himself Grandfather.

Of course, now, he is already re-examining this old man, the so-called veteran of the November war-who has won the Candle Fire Medal. But if that's the case, it might be a little stronger than Guard Captain Madden, but it's not much better.

But at this moment the old man's strength is obviously far beyond this realm.

Who is he?

Brando couldn't know the answer. He stepped back to avoid the old man's tricky sword, and then backhanded a sword--the ordinary sword penetrated into the chest of the opponent.

The old man froze.

He didn't seem to expect him to fail this way, but at last he looked up and glanced at Brando. "Good job, young man," he said.

Then the whole person turned into black smoke and disappeared on the gladiatorial arena.

Brando knew that it was the projection in his heart that was talking to him-maybe the old man had said the same thing to Brando someday, but the details of this life have long been lost in memory Under the dust, Brando can only recall this memory of the past through the voice that passed away from the wind.

He remained awake for a moment while holding the sword in one hand, and finally woke up. The young man shook his head, and calmly returned to the center of the venue.

The surrounding air wall disappeared at that instant, and Kuran almost fell forward directly to the ground, but fortunately, he had not forgotten his strength, and stood up with a single hand on the ground.

The old swordsman scolded him, but forgot to ask Brando about his grandfather and Yinhun for a moment.

"It seems you can wake me up, not by accident."

Brando was silent on the court for a while, and the woman's voice sounded in his heart again: "It seems you can wake me up, not accidentally, little guy."

"Your talent in swordsmanship is extremely difficult to describe."

The woman's voice was tickling at Brando's ears, as if she were unconsciously trying to make her say two more words: "Now you can tell me, who are you?" Brando asked.

"My name is Otales--" The woman left from his body and reappeared before him in a ghostly form.

This was the first time he had seen this woman, with a long black wavy shawl, but it didn't look messy, but had a clean, concise power.

Her eyes are purple and blue peculiar to the wind elf, but deeper than ordinary people, as if they can't see the end.

However, Brando saw the elf female holding long, purple-black eyeshadows, and couldn't help but take a slight stun. In his first impression, the other person felt dignified and solemn—but this demon On the contrary, this woman's maturity contrasted vividly.

He felt his breath suffocate slightly.

In the age of the Battle of the Saints, there are indeed records that the Mist Elf women like to decorate themselves with facial patterns, but it is the first time that Brando has seen this.

"Wait, you're one of the twenty-four knights ..." Then he reacted in shock and interrupted the other party immediately. He had long speculated that it was the hero from the age of the Holy War, but the twenty-four knights of St. Osor after the wind were different--

After the wind, the twenty-four knights of St. Osor were actually the most outstanding heroes of the elves of that era-of course, at that time they were not called wind elves, but silver people of the same name as the silver elves- Mist Elf.

However, these heroes have already stood in the battle with the Dark Dragon. The last sacrificed is the sharp knight Otales-she is also the founder of this profession-that is almost to victory in the power of the *** At the moment when everyone saw the dawn, in the battle of the gray swamp, the last and youngest of the twenty-four knights, and also the favorite disciple of Holy Archer Sawyer, in order to cover The King of Fire attacked and died in his own position.

In humans, she is only sixteen.

But Brando couldn't help wondering when he saw this woman with a single temperament holding a sword. Will it increase in age after becoming a hero? How else would it become so mature?

"Don't interrupt, little one," Otales put her finger to her lips, and smiled slightly in her eyes. "Yes, I'm that Otales. But you call me Kaya, this is mine nickname--"

"I thought ..." Brando looked at the woman curiously: "I didn't expect that you didn't disappear, but instead became spirits--" Spirits can't be created out of thin air unless there is a place like a sanctuary Part of the attributes of the Yingling Temple-such as the Red Temple where the Yanyan Temple cultivates the Crimson Temple of the Knights of the Yan Family-and it is very rare to have the ability of a sanctuary as a ring.

It can only be said that after the wind the ring is worthy of the title of the artifact.

He paused, and suddenly thought of something, and asked, "What is Yin Yin?"

Otales nodded: "The Soul of the Seal is the abbreviation of the Sacred Seal, the Sacred Seal is the Sacred Seal of the Wind, and similarly there is the Sacred Seal of the Flame and the Sacred Seal of the Earth. In our time, the powerful soul is Invaluable, these indomitable and pure souls are also the most outstanding army against the Dark Dragon— "

"Elite army?" Brando tried to ask.

Otales nodded again: "Either the Lord of the Wind or the King of Fire, the power of the Holy Seal they have is actually the power of inheritance. This power itself comes from the Dragons. It even includes the wise men themselves. The same is true, "she said, looking at Brando." It was a brutal war. If you know it for yourself, you will understand. "

The cruel battle of the Holy One, Brando certainly understood. He even remembered the souls of the silver elves in the Chablis mountains, the same sanctuary, and the same spirit, and continued to fight-even under Martha's will.

However, he was curious that this army of heroes had not been mentioned in most of the history, not even Otales told him that he had not even heard of it.

"Where did they go later?" Brando was suddenly shocked in his mind, faintly thinking of a possibility: "After the war, the hundreds of peoples each established their own kingdoms. What about these heroes? Return to the arms of Mother Earth?

Young people think that this possibility is very small. You can learn from the silver spirits of Chablis that most of them may still exist in this world.

Otales shook her head, "I don't know."

Brando looked at her, and the answer was not unexpected, because Otales died on the battlefield before the war ended, and it was normal for her not to know what happened later.

However, he didn't care much about this at this time. At present, he seems to have some difficulty in gaining a foothold in Eruin, let alone care about these issues of illusory history.

Ortales does not seem to want to continue on this topic, she continued: "The so-called Indo-Soul-because the power of inheritance is immortal, the Lord after the wind divided the artifact ring into twenty-four sub-rings, dividing us Everyone's soul is accommodated in the sub-ring. We have signed a contract with Lord Martha. After this, our purpose is to train the next generation of heroes for the forces of ***, such as you-and others like you. Talented young people. "

"But the war is over," Brando replied, "besides being so permanently bound in the ring, don't you regret it?"

"We have no choice." Otales replied: "If there is no sacrifice, no one can defeat the Dark Dragon. As for the latter, who can see when the fire of war is in different times. Will it go out? "

"We can only do our best to ensure the continuation of civilization."

Brando murmured that compared with the nobles of this era, the sages of the War of the Saints could indeed be called sages. However, this seems to be a common problem of intelligent nations. Once life is easy, civilization will become happy and miserable.

He was silent: "So Lord Otales, what can you do to let me use your skills like before?"

"I'm afraid not." The woman shook her head. "That's just an expedient measure. I can only teach you what I know about swordsmanship. It's just a cumulative process. It's impossible to step into the sky one step, little guy."

Brando looked at her, which made him accept it.

In this way, the power of the so-called Seal of the Holy Spirit is to develop as much talent as possible with the potential of the Holy Spirit from the Age of the Holy War as mentors. The growth rate of a talented person is self-evident. Already.

However, in the final analysis, he still has to rely on himself. Brando must have his own Imprint and his grandfather and Kuran, but now it seems that these two achievements are very different.

Although Kuran, as a gold swordsman, is powerful, if he counts the power of Yinhun, it is just average.

He thought about it, and still asked his last question: "Last one, Lord Otales, you said at the beginning that this was the second time to save me. What does this mean?"

The woman looked at him with a slight smile:

"Have you forgotten the fire at Butch? Little guy?"

Brando froze, then suddenly. He stared at the other person with wide eyes, and couldn't help but feel afraid for a while. If he hadn't found the ring after the wind, he might have died in the red pine forest behind his ancestral home.

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(***. Finally finished, fell down heroically, the fate of the soldiers.)