Vol 3 Chapter 173

Act 173 Awakening

Mayfest looked up, and saw the golden beams of light in the night sky, and another beam of light in the distance that matched the sky. He stood up from the grass and patted the leaves on his body. Among the four people, it seemed easiest for him to escape from the misty attack. The saint-headed dragon almost didn't bother him, but he lost his mind after leaving the forest. road.

Mephiste looked up at the beam of light, his eyes shining, he stopped, and then went in that direction.

And at the same time.

At the moment when the dazzling beam of light burst, Andesa grew from behind him numerous tentacles and shot Brando in the center of the beam of light, trying to stop this large-scale divine reaction, but she did not expect her tenacious vine to touch those The golden light burned like a piece of paper when it encountered a fire, and instantly turned into ashes.

Andersa screamed and hurriedly retrieved the vine. The golden flame seemed to have a force that could directly burn her soul, which made her feel a sting.

It was so slow for a while, the shepherd's head suddenly felt something. She turned her head back alertly, her purple eyes narrowed slightly, and she saw the other side of the valley flash with blue light.

"It's so fast." Andersa gritted her teeth, and she hurriedly backed up and grabbed Akane's arm, and said in a low voice: "I won't be able to deal with that woman for the time being, baby, come with me."

What she didn't expect was that the pull didn't pull. Andersa lowered her head and looked at Akane in surprise, but found that the red-haired girl grasped the protruding rock on the ground with one hand and looked at herself firmly.

"I won't follow you," Qian replied wordlessly, staring at Andersa's eyes.

"You're crazy!" Andersa's voice suddenly increased eight degrees: "You promised me! As long as I cured him, you'll follow me!"

"I didn't say I want to talk," Qian replied, "I won't leave Lord Lord, you kill me."

Andersa stayed for a while, and it is said that the shepherd is a cunning and savvy generation in the world's impression. I did not expect to be a little girl today. Now she was willing to kill Brando, but the golden flame might not be allowed. She was shaking with anger, and could only hit backhand with Akane's head, and let the little girl stun with a hum.

But with such a delay, the cyan figure on the other side of the valley suddenly accelerated—that is, Veronica, who was chased by a man and a sword—the empire goddess of war pressed her lips and pressed one hand against the blue sky of the sword On the hilt of the sword, the whole person took a step forward, and this step seemed to fold the space of hundreds of meters into a point.

next moment.

She stopped in front of Andesa.

Veronica looked coldly at Faina, who was tied tightly by Andesa, and said, "Andesa!"

"Well," Andersa stopped the action on her hand, after all, her high character had calmed down. Slightly snorted: "It's still a step slower. Lord Veronica's factor power has really entered the realm of" Pole ". The speed is so fast that it can even make people's visual illusions."

"Don't talk nonsense with me, Andersa," Veronica's voice was cold. She knew the identity of the woman in front of her, and she was definitely not here to compliment her, not to mention that Ina was still in the other's hands. "Why is Faina in your hands, Ronno and Elman?" She asked.

"You mean this little girl?" Andersa didn't seem to care about Veronica's tone. She reached out to let the vine that tied Faina close to herself, and stretched out her fingers to support the nobleman's chin: What a charming beauty. "

"Sell me less!" With a sharp reprimand, Veronica's long sword snorted, she pointed at her with the sword: "Andersa, what are you doing here!"

Veronica certainly noticed the beam of light behind Andesa, but because of the blazing golden flames, the head of the legion did not notice that there was another person inside.

But she still saw Akane unconscious and frowned.

Andersa has a picturesque eyebrow, and smiles: "Would you like to guess, Lord Corps?"

Veronica's face sank, and she didn't talk nonsense with this woman. She squeezed her mouth and cut it with a sword. Her sword brought a cyan airflow, and the airflow emerged from the edge to form a cyan flying bird shape. To others, it was like a blue bird fluttering a wings to bring a long tail to Andesa. Shoot it.

Fast if Thunder--

When Andersa's face changed, she did not expect Veronica to go all out as soon as she came up. With her slender right hand covered with vines, she suddenly grew countless white thorns to stop Veronica's sword. Of course, these are not ordinary thorns, but the vines from the blood river of sulphur. They are hard as steel, and the barbs on them are also poisonous that can cause skin ulcers.

But the blue bird vibrated its wings as if it were alive, passing through the gaps between these **** plants, like a nifty sea swallow, bypassing the obstacle and still heading straight for Andesa.

Sword Art!

Andersa realized that Veronica was moving. The wall of the sky is a defensive swordsmanship based on wind elements. Although the emphasis is on defense, there is no hole in the wall when defending, but it is dexterous in counterattack. Like the wind, there are also unique aspects.

The blue bird flying up and down is the best example at the moment.

As soon as Andes gritted her teeth, she let go of grabbing Faina's chin, and waved her backhand against the sword. When her fingertips touched the blue bird, Veronica's whole sword was like the wind. The dust just dissipated a bit.

"Master Veronica," she said, "you are not your opponent, why not be reckless."

Veronica did not answer, but answered the sword in her hand. Andersa raised her head without saying a word, and saw a magnificent blue in front of her eyes. Numerous blue birds were fluttering from a huge blue vortex, forming a magnificent scene.

That scene, slow and magnificent, seemed to create the illusion that a huge group of migrating birds was flying upward along the white cloud wall and the blue sky-

"The leader of the wind!"

The withering lord finally changed her face. She stretched out her five fingers and screamed, "Earth!" With Andersa's voice, the ground under the feet of them screamed. Numerous dirt and rocks rushed up, forming an instant Huge puppet.

The countless blue birds under Veronica's sword moved forward, hitting the sudden emergence of the puppet, and each sword punched a huge pit on it, but in the blink of an eye there was more mud to repair the rock puppet.

After hundreds of swordsmanships in a flash, the puppet giant was still able to move although he was full of potholes and incompleteness. It uttered a low growl, raised its huge fist, and threw it against Veronica with a few hundred feet of Tarzan top.

The head of the women's legion had already seen sweat on her forehead, but she seemed extremely calm. She gritted her teeth and raised the blue sky above her head, and the shining blade swept across the rock ridge, a loud bang, and a rock arm dropped heavily on the ground.

Veronica retracted her sword and took a soft breath. The previous battle had almost relieved her. But she looked up, and found that Andesa was standing beside the earthen urn, but her face was slightly less bloody.

The two played against each other and sentenced.

Andersa looked at Veronica, and in order to prevent another shot, she smiled and put her finger on Faina's neck: "Master Veronica, I am not here to fight you, you Do it, don't blame me. "

"You won't kill her," Veronica replied coldly.

Andersa froze, and then smiled: "It's very smart, indeed, but it depends on how valuable the little princess is."

"What do you want to do."

"You know very well, Lord Veronica," Andersa laughed. "I want the Lionheart Sword."

"Whimsical," Veronica replied.

"So you don't want this little princess?" Andersa patted Faina's face unconscious.

Veronica took a breath, but she shook her head: "Not to mention that the Lionheart Sword is not in my hand, even if it is in my hand, I will not use it to exchange Faina."

"It's ruthless. Is a dead thing more precious than a human life in your opinion?" Andesa's pointed fingers swept across Faina's face: "This little girl seems to be the grandfather of flowers and leaves The only heir, aren't you afraid that the adult will bother you? "

"Less nonsense," Veronica replied, "Andersa, you and I know exactly what the Lionheart Sword represents, not to mention Fayna, who is His Majesty the Emperor in your hands, and I will not agree to this. Claim."

She looked up and replied word by word: "The Cruz Empire will never bow to any threat."

This time replaced Andesa with silence.

She knew Veronica's personality, and she hadn't planned to meet this woman so early. Her original plan was to wait until Veronica got the Lionheart Sword, and Fina would distract her so that she could take the opportunity to capture the Lionheart Sword from the opponent.

This is also her best tactic.

But I did not expect her to be completely disrupted by the sudden appearance of Akane and Brando. She was silent at this moment, and her anger was growing, but she was also thinking about how to remedy at the same time.

"Since the Lionheart Sword is not in your hands," Andersa said in a deep voice. "The thing looking for the Lionheart Sword should at least be in your hands."

Veronica frowned, and she immediately understood the opponent's intentions and raised her sword in preparation for defense.

But Andesa smiled charmingly again, and she raised her left hand to hold Faina's neck: "But since this little princess has no use value, it is okay to use her for the blood sacrifice first."

Veronica's face changed, and she was about to speak, but at this time, a voice suddenly came in--

"Ms. Andersa, I don't mind you doing that," said the voice. "But before you do that, you'd better explain to you what you're doing with the guards below."

When Andersa's face changed, the warning signal suddenly appeared. At that moment, she felt like she was locked by a beast from behind, her hair was standing upright, and she turned back subconsciously.

A scorching golden flame rushed across.

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