Vol 4 Chapter 117

Meditha couldn't help laughing, and Brando shook his head helplessly. However, he was more worried about the situation of Qian and Shiduo, so he turned back to the little princess and said, "Leave it alone, go and see first, Shiduo and Qianduo are still there."

The little silver elf princess nodded and put away a smile.

Sudden encounters surprised everyone, and Brando was concerned that there might be more similar chaotic creatures (dusk species) hidden under these crisscrossing ice layers, but he immediately dispelled such concerns.

Qian sat down against the ice wall, her face was slightly red, because the Lord Lord was very close to her, making her dare not take a breath, in fact, the bruise on the shoulder itself was not a big deal, but Brando's The move made her heart pound.

Brando checked the injury on the shoulder of the red-haired girl, and breathed a little sigh of relief.

The Shanmin girl bowed her head and let out a sigh of relief, but she was clearly not the same thing as Brando.

"I'm sorry, Akane, I'm sorry, Mr. Earl ..." Shiduo stood beside the two, holding her thick notebook with her hands crisscrossed, watching them apologetically apologetically.

"So what's going on." Veronica asked when she turned to interrupt her, and she stood next to the landslide with Mephisto-and further afield, His Royal Highness Prince Haruzer, Feralas, Shire, and Cruz have cleared the broken ice. When the huge ice cube was removed by Shire's spell, the silvery white under the snow gradually appeared. Dead body.

Brando glanced at the monster. That thing was obviously not killed because of the collapse of the ice, the skin of this corpse was far from being as bright as it was before, but it was dim and gray. As if the surface of metal was covered with frost.

There was a slight movement in his heart.

This thing died because the magic in the body was exhausted--

No, it's not very accurate to say that death is, in fact, it just fell into some kind of dormant state. Once a new magic power is extracted, this thing may be revived again.

Brando frowned. He glanced back at the humanoid silver liquid not far away. He had never heard of a similar monster in the game, not even an approximate one. This ability was too great. It was terrifying, and it made people shudder.

Not far away at this time, Feralas blew a whistle. The lucky young man couldn't help but look a little surprised when he looked at the body: "Haluzer. Your Royal Highness, have you found that this thing is a bit lost? Famous people? "

"A man of notoriety?" Lenarette Aullius looked at him puzzledly.

"Ah, I have forgotten that Your Royal Highness Prince You did not encounter these things when you entered the forest from the direction of Wallenburg. In short, there are some nightmares, but they are really similar to this monster." Feralas stunned slightly. Then he answered suddenly.

Laurena nodded in agreement: "It's a little bit." But she looked at her fiance strangely. After experiencing such a scene in a dream, she really didn't know how Feralas could be so indifferent. The ground was facing His Royal Highness, who had been 'killed' by himself.

"It seems that the unnamed people lingering in the Frost Forest cannot be separated from these things." Brando replied, and he was slightly surprised in his mind. The Buga's classics in the Amber Sword were only produced for the unnamed The reasons have been discussed. But bewildering them to fall has always been an unsolved riddle.

For now, however, the answer seems to be here.

The body of that thing is melting, just like the melting ice under the hot summer sun. The silver liquid flows down one by one, and in a blink of an eye, it gathers into a pool of silver puddles under this body. This scene makes Brando Completely confirmed the previous guess.

He looked up, as if finally thinking about it, and asked Shiduo, "Where did you meet this thing, Miss Shiduo?"

"I'm sorry ..." Miss Scholar blushed and replied with shame: "I didn't meet it somewhere, and I don't know how to describe it ... Seriously, it should have died."

"Dead?" Feralas turned back, looking at the body of a monster that had turned into a pool of mercury at his feet with a little surprise. He pointed at the thing and asked, "You mean, this thing will be resurrected?" "

But Brando interrupted him and skipped the question: "How did it come back to life?"

"I'm a little curious ... I put a magic moonstone in it ..." Shi Duo blushed and replied, "I'm sorry, it was all my fault for acting without permission, and Qian was injured by me."

As she said, she gave Qian a grateful glance. If the half-dragon girl did not respond in time, it is estimated that the monster's first counterattack would kill her.

She is a scholar, not a soldier.

Brando now understands the origin of this thing. No wonder he will jump out of a pile of twilight species from a pile of tens of thousands of years ago. No wonder this thing is so weak because it only absorbs one magic moon. For the sake of stone power.

Although the magic moonstone is a medium-quality magic crystal, the magic power it provides is only the level of a wizard in the golden age.

He was a little helpless, although I do n’t know how the scholar Miss realized that this thing would extract magic from my regeneration, but it was too reckless. In the Black Forest, especially in this kind of place, any careless act may be It's killing people.

"Miss Shiduo, now you should understand that this is the periphery of the Temple of the Hibernator. The monster you encountered before is likely to be the twilight species that invaded the world with the dragon of twilight thousands of years ago, and it is high. Chaotic creatures, you and I can't guess their power, so please be careful. "Brando sighed and reminded.

"Sorry, Lord, I already know ..."

Brando glanced at her, and was embarrassed to continue to scold him, after all, he was still the first child to take part in the expedition. You know, when he took his first adventure, he was more stupid than this.

"Brando. What exactly are these things?" Veronica finally asked after hearing the conversation between the young people.

"I don't know," Brando shook his head. "I have never heard of similar creatures. But they should be sure. These things are a bit weird. They don't seem to really die, but instead go to sleep In. They will draw the magic of the outside world and slowly regenerate ... "

"Immortal?" Everyone present took a breath of air.

Madara's undead are pursuing eternity, but they say that the eternal pursuit is nothing more than the so-called transient immortality. There is only one thing in this world that is eternal, and that is chaos.

Believers in all things reunite are fanatical and superstitious. They believe that the belief in chaos and the integration with the dragon of dusk is the only way to return to immortality.

The Four Temples have always considered this to be ridiculous nonsense, but it seems to be a ready-made example right now.

Twilight species that never die.

There was a moment of needle-dropping silence in the ice cave.

"This goes against ..." Veronica was a little speechless.

"No need to be superstitious, this is just a guess." Brando stared at the monsters. I don't believe it. These dusk creatures who fought the Frost Giants tens of thousands of years ago are nothing more than a dormant after death. Frost Giants are the most brave and golden people. Even they can't kill these monsters. It is difficult for Brando to imagine that in this era there are still people who can completely destroy these monsters.

He shook his head, and at the same time asked in the spiritual world: "Master Saint Osor. I know you are here, have you seen anything like this?"

"I haven't seen it, but I always feel like I've heard something similar there." The elf sister's voice came immediately.

"Are you sure?"

"If you can be sure, it won't be called" Like ", are you a fool?"

Brando shrugged.

He had to speak comfortably to others: "But we have at least one good news. It doesn't look like they are lurking under this glacier. Instead, they have fallen into the fierce battle tens of thousands of years ago, As long as we don't provoke them, it looks like the problem will not be too big. "

"For thousands of years, Mr. Brando, are you sure that they will not slowly collect the magical energy in the air and resurrect it?" Laurenna questioned with some confusion.

"Do you feel magic in the air?" Brando asked back.

Everyone was a little stunned, and then they found that the space in the ice cave seemed to be terribly clean. The ubiquitous magic floating in the world of Warnde turned out to be absent here. Veronica and Mephisto His face changed in an instant, only Brando was a little indifferent-he had known this from Charles for a long time.

Wizards are far more sensitive to magic than warriors.

"What's going on?" Feralas asked first.

"Seal." Veronica glanced at Brando with a grim expression: "This is the seal of the Temple of the Hibernation. It turns out that these things are sealed under this temple. After the magic is isolated, they will never be able to Resurrected--"

"How is it possible!" Shiduo couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing this sentence: "Master Legion, this is the temple of Milos. Couldn't even the gods eradicate these monsters?"

When she said that, her face suddenly changed, and she closed her mouth subconsciously, feeling a little shuddering.

Everyone else looks similar-

Brando glanced at Feralas and Laurenna, and a dignified look appeared on both faces, as did Veronica. The Cruz goddess of war suddenly thought of a possibility:

"Brando."

"I'm here……"

"You said, wouldn't Enlec want to open the portal here, so that the lower part of the Sulfur River connected to the sea of ​​magic ..."

"If so ..." Miss Scholar's face turned pale.

In that case, once these terrible monsters are released completely, when they re-enter the Warnd world, they will forever break the shackles imposed on them by the Temple of the Hibernate.

Brando thought about this and couldn't help but spit.

He could only think of one sentence:

Returning Twilight Legion-

……. . )

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