Vol 4 Chapter 122

On the steep ice cliff, both sides were still for a while. When Sebers stood high, the cold wind blew the ice dust and formed a white vortex behind him. The scene seemed extremely silent and frozen for time. The King of the Frost Knights from the Age of the Holy War murmured quietly: "I, yes Who? "The voice was like an aria, echoed in the wind, and he slowly lifted the blood-red bayonet in his right hand, acting softly like a dream, but at the moment he raised his hand, an invisible air wave came from the blade Shot out, the wind blade separated the ice dust powder forward, and went straight to the foremost Metisha with a slightly inclined angle. Wherever it passed, the air formed a cyclone after its journey due to turbulence.

"Spirit shield!" The little elf princess raised her eyebrows and sighed, a translucent, spherical grid-like shield appeared in front of her instantly; it seemed to be an instant, the wind blade had reached her, and she banged loudly As the air blade hit the shield in front, a translucent grid flickered. The air blade squeezed, deformed, and separated to the sides. It hit the ground behind her and left on the glacier. Two deep scratches nearly ten meters long.

After the warrior level reaches the element level, basic swordsmanship will have an extension option-use skills and strength to compress the air to form a wind blade, and attack the enemy within a hundred feet. From then on, the warrior's melee attack will be extended to a long range. Generally speaking, a swordsman who has just entered the field of element culture, the range of the wind blade can reach about one hundred feet, and the range of the peak stage of element culture does not exceed two hundred feet.

The distance between Metisha and Seibers is 100 meters.

"You are Seibers! Why are you here !?" Metissa looked up, and asked incredulously.

"Oh, I recognize you, little princess—" Sebers looked up slightly, and smiled slightly: "Time-light- 荏-苒, what is the meaning of past memories, history, dust, worthless. Who am I, little princess. I am a wandering soul, a feast. There is a mutter in the north wind. "

"Cybers, how can you transform yourself into an undead !?" Meditha gritted her teeth and stared at the Lord of the Frost Knight with silver eyes, one of the supreme of the Min'ers: "You Fallen like this ... "

"A boring promise," said Sebers lightly, "no more clever than mortal trivial matters. No more foolish, honorable, sacrificed, and worthless than the worries of a saint."

"Stubborn," said Meditha biting the word, "Who's your agreement, the dragon of darkness? Cybers, you still guard the secrets of the Mines, you know you're impossible Make a comeback ... "

Sebers glanced at the little princess of the silver elf, and his indifferent eyes looked as if the world was a dust in his eyes, and even the vow he guarded was meaningless. Past, future. All are false. Suddenly he removed the blade from Peya's neck, and then slowly drawn a line in front of him:

"Life, death, in this world, mortal, back off, what I guard is too heavy for you, death is a straight line in my opinion, but in your eyes it is disappearing and parting. This It's a ferry above the Styx. While the trivialities of the world still have color in your eyes, back off— "

It was silent.

Cybers. If the name was in Metissa's mouth, it didn't make any sense to the other people present, but then Brando's words were enough to make them understand the weight of the name: "Be careful, he's Seibers Anzu, Miner Lord Frost Knight, one of the leaders of the end war, you Cruz people should know him. You gave him a title, the lone wolf on the high ground, the executioner of winter —

"It's him!" Veronica, Mephisto, and Laurenna all changed their faces, and the Lady of the Corps in the sky even unconsciously pulled out the sharp sword in the sheath, and Shiduo screamed in shock, even His Highness the eldest son, who was suspected to be paralyzed, could not help raising his eyebrows. Without it, Sebass is still a hero of the previous era, regardless of whether he is an enemy or a friend. His era of fame is the most magnificent period of history in the Warnde continent.

You are welcome to say that in front of Cybers, Veronica and Mephisto are not even children.

"Metisha, how?" Brando whispered again.

"The level of truth on the side of the peak, I'm not a big deal, but his blow seems to be tempting ..." Matissa reached out her right hand, the white light formed a silver shuttle in her palm. But she seemed a little nervous: "Lord Lord, Sebass was far more than his strength during his lifetime, he-"

"I know." Brando interrupted her. "I know, the point is that you're fine."

Meditha opened her mouth and did not answer, but her heart warmed slightly.

Brando looked up, looking at the Miner lord who looked down at them. He used to call the wind and rain, and to this day he can find the meaning of power and majesty.

"Master Saint Osor," he called in his heart.

"The King of the Frost Knight turned himself into an undead with the oath as his restraint. His strength saved less than a quarter of his life. No, this thing is no longer Cybers, at best it is an act. I ’m obsessed with the trapped body. But it must have inherited some of the abilities of the body during its lifetime, plus the vow conversion itself will also give the undead a power different from ordinary undead. Be careful, Brando, the strength of this body is far more than you see. "Saint Osor reminded him in his heart.

But she suddenly shut up. "Brando ... he seems to have found me ..."

"It's impossible," Brando said for a while, he never believed that anyone could see through the world of thought, and even if it was, it would not be Cybers: "Master Saint Osor, you are--"

"He seems to have something that can relate to me. Only the dead can understand the nostalgia of the living, through which he senses my existence ..." Saint Osor was slightly in the spirit world of Brando With a frown, his tone interrupted Brando's words a bit.

"Something related?"

"Wait, I see, it's the ring after the wind ..." St. Osor suddenly took a breath, "No, I'm mistaken, it's not on him, it's on the little girl!"

"Little girl?" Brando suddenly responded: "You mean Pea?"

He nodded slowly and slowly after the wind.

Brando looked up, just to see Sebers turning to him, his eyes were golden, but the sharp eyes inside made Brando chill out; the King of the Frost Knight looked What happened, the eyebrows moved slightly, but the look on his face remained indifferent: "What a long dream, the elves of Rosa Aven, the elves of Alfheim, gathered here today; flame and dust, You are looking for the ashes of the ruins, mortals, really blind and ignorant. "

Among the people present, only Brando and St. Osor understood the meaning of the words. The mist elves came from the Lost Avon on the top of Whistling, and the silver elves came from the Alf Sea in the Holy Silver Valley. Well, they refer to Metissa and St. Osor respectively, but this is only a secret that a few people know. Brando saw the silver elf princess looking back with a strange look.

Veronica showed a little nervousness. Few people saw the lady in the legion clenched the sword in her hand, her body was tightened like a bowstring, and every time the undead of Sebers had a slight movement, she was strong. Hold back without violent uprising; she was even slightly embarrassed, and her reaction was not overdone. As the highest level of Cruz Empire power, she maintained a good relationship with the Temple of Fire. What stands behind the title.

Sebass himself once played against Gilt, the king of inflammation, and Gilt retired by chance. This is a record in the poem of Cang. You are not mistaken. As one of the nine most powerful Min'l lords under the Dark Dragon Odin, Cybers was once the toughest enemy of the Four Saints in history.

But Sebers just glanced at her.

"Little girl, do you understand what it means to point a weapon at a stranger in our etiquette?" The Wraith of the Knight smiled indifferently and asked lightly.

"Cybers, I'm the descendant of King Gilt of the Fire, you and I are enemies and non-friends. You should understand my pride—" Veronica took a breath, and whispered.

"I understand your pride." Sebos nodded: "Eagle-like pride, that is to spread wings in the sky, not to walk in the shadows, you are Cruz, I will give you a fight After that, he put Fingers, the soul adherer, into his sheath, handed Frost Singer Sina to his right hand, and raised his sword.

"Come and challenge me. Like your predecessors a thousand years ago, honor, loyalty, and worthlessness, but that's your choice."

"Master Legion!"

"Head of the Corps!" Shi Duo and Laurenna spoke at the same time. They knew the temperament of the Lady of the Corps. If she had decided, she would really be here to fight this terrible undead. Veronica reached out and stopped two of her subordinates, and replied, "Siduo, Laurenna, remember, the Min'er will always be the enemy of the civilized world. We are the descendants of the King of Fire. We did not forgive them. right--"

While Veronica held up his sword, Brando was discussing fiercely with Saint Osor.

"Brando, what do you want to do?"

"I don't think we really need to fight him."

"Do you really think so?"

"Wait and see."

Brando looked up and suddenly called Veronica: "Wait."

He turned back to Fayce again and asked aloud, "I know who you are, King of the Frost Knight, and I even understand why you are waiting here. For a thousand years, Sibes, it is time, I know who you are waiting for. Cybers, the lineage is back from the dark abyss, let it go, we are not mortals, let us open the door of your treasure— "

Sebers froze slightly.

He lowered his head.