Vol 3 Chapter 180

The 180th Act Through the Canyon

Andersa caught the gem with one hand, and a roar shook through the valley suddenly behind the mist, the clouds suddenly separated to both sides, and a huge dragon's head opened its mouth and pounced on her without warning.

"Long!?"

Andersa was startled, and she immediately said aloud the spell: "Northwind, I make you show people in the harsh winter!"

She stretched out her palms forward, and the snow storm appeared behind her out of nowhere, the sharp ice crystals were blowing forward like a knife, and the wind and snow whizzed through Andersa's shoulders and around her body, but she herself had nothing. No injuries; Andersa's long hair fluttered in the wind, but she herself remained motionless in the wind.

Just like the queen of snow and ice, Andersa didn't move, but frost spread across the front, and then a thick layer of ice covered on the ground.

High winds and snow storms almost covered half of the valley, and even the Holy Hydra had to retreat in this snow storm. Sharp ice crystals passed through its atomized body and hit it with a lot of holes.

"what?"

Andesa noticed that the dragon was not very powerful. She reached out her index finger and pointed at one of the holy dragons of the saint, saying:

"Time passes, everything decays, your scales will be detached from your body, your muscles will slacken and decay, your blood will dry up, your bones will be stale, you will not have much time, and you will rest here today!"

The holy dragon of the saint suddenly made a roar, and the scales on the holy white body fell out of yellow, and then the muscles and blood fell like rain, which turned into mist and merged into the valley.

Almost instantly, this huge skull completely disappeared.

It was just that Andersa had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, the air suddenly fluctuated, the smoke gathered, and the broken dragon's head reappeared.

Andersa frowned.

And while Andersa and Misty were in a state of difficulty, Brando and Fayina took the opportunity to slip through the battlefield where the two monsters fought.

In fact, the moment when Andersa's attention was attracted by the holy dragon of the saint, Brando started the charge skills, but he was still slow to hit the snow storm on his shoulders.

This one only left him almost his entire right shoulder unconscious until now, covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

He gritted his teeth and hugged Faina for a distance of hundreds of meters and got into a rock gap. Although it was shaking outside, it was relatively quiet here.

Brando paused and took a breath of cold air. His shoulder was stabbed firmly. It is said that after a certain degree of pain, burns, frostbite and sword wounds did not feel much different, at least now he thinks so.

Faina saw that Brando's face was crooked with pain and couldn't help but ask with concern:

"Hey, country guy?"

"What?" Brando gasped.

"You--" Faina had wanted to care about Brando's shoulders, but she was so annoyed when she saw him being indifferent. She snorted angrily, her tone hardened: "Nothing--"

But after a while, she whispered again, "Hey, country guy."

"What's wrong? Miss, do you think I'm free?" Brando answered breathlessly.

"You you, stingy!"

"Well, do you mean-is this an apology for your previous behavior?"

Faina's pair of eyebrows almost sharpened at once, "No, how could you think of that kind of thing, how could I apologize to your fellow countryman!"

"So what are you trying to say?"

The aristocrat's face was rare and red. She had wanted to say, "Your shoulder is so painful, let me come down and walk on my own." Come down— "

It's just that the sound is getting quieter.

what?

Brando then remembered that he was still holding each other, which is not to blame him. He felt like holding a Faina as if he was delivering a parcel; if other soft sister nephrite was in his arms, he might still reverie, But this girl really made him feel bad.

Not only was he arrogant, but he was also clumsy.

He couldn't help but glance at the aristocrat, then let her down.

At this moment, the battle between the Saint Hydra and Andesa is entering a fierce heat. The misty fifteen heads continued to dissipate in the air and regrouped under the attack of Andesa, but the beast actually stepped back, leaving no room to fight back.

Brando also saw this scene, he was surprised, although he knew that Andesa was great, but did not want to be so great.

The saint-headed dragon chased the whole beast of Amman, Mephisto, Veronica, and the temple, but there was only defensive hands on the woman of one of the twelve shepherds. room.

However, the Infinite Reorganization of the Holy Hydra and the setting of incorporeal creatures ignoring physical strength are likely to be dragged alive if Andersa cannot find the key to solving this problem.

The factor of Andesa is erosion, but not as fast as Veronica's wind. Come whenever you want, leave if you want.

But in either case, Brando knew it was better for them to go first.

He originally planned to return from the same way, but he suddenly thought that the entrance to the central area of ​​the Trader's Ring might be behind the head wolf Esis's lair?

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and he decided to pass from the other side. They had to pass under the holy dragon's eyelids, which was dangerous, but Brando thought it was worth it.

The sacred long-headed dragon is fighting with Andesa, and they may not have noticed so easily. Besides, the grey gem was not in his hands.

From time to time, one or two ray of yellow light passed by, which was the effect of Andesa's magic. There was a roar of holy dragons in the heavens and earth, and the valley was rumbling as if the sky was about to collapse.

The two men carefully propped up the rock wall, and as the earth roared around the gravel, Faina frowned but didn't dare to complain, but she took a careful look at Brando from time to time.

The two quickly walked out of the valley along the crisscrossing rock gap. Although the valley was playing with the sky and the ground changed, they had not yet reached the outside and walked out of the rock gap. That beast.

"Wait, I'm going to ... from there?"

The nobleman suddenly found Brando's attempt at this time. She pointed at the huge wolf that was as tall as a mountain and asked her face suddenly.

"of course."

"Head, head wolf Esis?"

"It's sleeping. What are you afraid of?"

"In case it suddenly wakes up, aren't we dead?"

Brando's scornful look: "It's a demigod, it's so easy to wake up, haven't you woke up yet, Miss Faina?"

"you--"

Faina gritted her teeth instantly. Of course, she knew the so-called demigod sleep. God fell into a deep sleep for at least tens of thousands of years. During this period, she would not wake up no matter what happened.

But that's just a legend, and it's completely different when it's in the real world. The head wolf Esis is the source of the wolf wolf in countless legends. The white ghost has a natural evil to human beings.

In Cruz, any child grew up listening to the story of the white wolf that eats people under the moonlit night, and Faina was no exception. Now she saw the source of the legend with her own eyes, and for a while she could not help thinking.

But Brando had already taken the lead and Faina was afraid but had to keep up. The two quickly descended to the bottom of the pit, and the sound of the explosion in the direction of the valley continued, indicating that Andesa's battle with the Holy Hydra had continued.

Just through a thick layer of fog, the sound was obviously very far away.

Then the two slowly passed by the huge and elegant creature. They raised their heads and watched the silvery-white wolf as graceful as the rolling hills in the night. They could not help giving birth to a small and awe Come.

It was an instinctive reverence for power.

The sleeping head wolf Esis is like a hill. Her long breathing and the silver on her back go up and down, which proves that a powerful soul is still beating vigorously in this body.

But the wind stood still beside her, for a moment as if the center of the whole world converged here.

This is the head wolf Esis.

Brando couldn't help thinking, although he knew he wouldn't wake the other person, he couldn't help holding his breath subconsciously. Faina was almost the same, she was all pale.

"I'm so close, won't it wake up?" She stammered.

"Why does it wake up?"

"Is head wolf Esis not the enemy of all intelligent beings?"

"So it sent a team of winter wolves to bite your neck—" Brando stretched his paw to Faina and scared the nobleman to shrink his neck back.

"What are you doing?"

"Let you say less nonsense."

"Abominable, you hulk!" Faina complained unhappyly.

The two passed by the head wolf Esis one after the other, and they felt that the heart was beating a bit faster as they passed the head of the huge creature on the forepaw.

Fortunately, Brando was not wrong, and the demigods were not so easily awake. In the meantime Faina also asked why they didn't kill the wolf Esis while he was asleep. Brando just looked at the aristocrat and gave her the blue sky to her and told her:

"It's up to you to save the world, girl!"

Fayina never spoke again, but stared at Brando all the way.

The reason is very simple. She actually dared to cut a sword--a silver wool of the head wolf Esis. As a result, the sword was blocked by an invisible barrier before it was three feet around Esis come back.

So Faina knew that another hundred would be futile.

Then they passed the huge crater. On the other side of the crater, Brando quickly found a gorge made entirely of black granite.

This is not surprising.

What he cares about is.

There is a huge stone gate between this canyon--

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