Vol 6 Chapter 529

After the loud noise, the rusty anchor in the huge skeleton flew out, dragging a long iron chain and banging towards Brando. But the silver light flashed in Brando's eyes, and under the traction of the line of law, he slightly deviated from the original trajectory and hit the ground heavily.

Brando then jumped up, flying and dragging the chain in mid-air, and the god-like power was not inferior to the mythical king of bones, and he dragged it forward and forward. Brando grabbed the chain and took advantage of it again. The flashing sword followed, and a sword stabbed at the huge bone.

There seemed to be a straight and bright line in the darkness. The phosphorous flashed in Goodmode's eyes. He lifted his claws and grabbed this line. The lines of gray and white law in the space were bent and revealed the sword of Brando's hand. trace.

With a soft squeak, the skeleton giant's hand steadily grasped the blade of the holy sword Odysseus-missed. Brando flashed a little surprise in his heart. His flash sword was not missed, but it was the first time that he was directly seen by the opponent. I couldn't help but admire the powerful soul of this skull, the soul element could drive the line of the law to penetrate the space to sense the location of the attacker.

Yes, Brando has realized that it is not the sword in his hands that he perceives, but the sword holder himself. Even if the soul elements of this level have not reached the height of the power of existence, at least they have touched the country of the highest element. They are indeed the bridge-keepers of the legendary bridge of the dead, claiming to have divinity.

He did not hesitate to let go of the sword in his hand and made a move to the side-it seemed as if the huge bones had taken the Holy Sword of Odysseus. Such a movement was a stun even for Goodmode. It looked up, and the two pale phosphorous fires in the eye sockets were almost the size of a lantern, bright and dark.

Suppose it can see—then it must see an illusion mingled in the shadow, holding a sword in its hand, slowly forming in front of it. But unfortunately, the dead skeleton cannot see anything, it can only feel the existence of the soul.

Without any ripples in the soul, the phantom of Jiuyi after the wind holding Xin Na flashed away, and a sword cut off its seven ribs. The boneless king gave a scream of sorrow, and he stood upright and pulled back the anchor. The anchor swept to Brando aside, but the latter did not see it, and punched his back with a cold face. Boom on that iron anchor.

The iron anchor buzzed and straightened the chain, flying backwards and entangled around the neck of the huge bone, and the huge inertia pulled the divine dead body out of balance and leaned backward, while the holy sword Ode clasped Fez also flew out. Brando lifted his head and took the Holy Sword, while striding forward, following Goodmore's punch once more on his broken chest.

In the sound of a series of bone fractures, the King of Dry Bones smashed almost half of his body and fell completely backwards, but Brando quickly grasped the iron chain scattered by the anxious hands and dragged it back again and again. . In the eyes of ordinary people, the behemoth's body was as light as a ragdoll in Brando's hands. It flew back, and Brando cut it back into two sections with a backhand sword.

The shattered bones were scattered all over the floor, and the halved king of the upper and lower halves fell heavily on the ground and raised a cloud of dust. In this small and big battle, Aloz couldn't help but hesitated and looked at Brando with bright eyes.

This is a real divine war.

Although the dead King Goodmode is not a real deity, it is at least a demigod. Don't look at it so weakly in front of Brando, but if it is the top of the Buga people in the world, their spells will hardly hurt the divine undead.

Each punch of Brando brings the power of space and time. It can be said that each punch tears Goodman's soul elements and the extreme plain. The power of the soul is under the absolute control of space and time. Fragile.

What is absolute power.

This is absolute power.

But Brando didn't relax at all. He turned back and shouted, "Charle!"

"I've found it, Lord Lord!" Charr's eyes were flashing a bright blue light at the moment, and he was filtering the cards in his destiny card library with the foreseeable future spell, and pages of cards swept in his eyes. After that, he finally found the one he wanted.

At this time, the lantern in Goodmode's hand was shining, and it was already the 78th use of this ability. As long as the light of this undead artifact shined on it, all injuries were directly restored as before.

Shire showed his spell-invalidation, destroying the target artifact or enchantment. You gain ten percent mana. The lines of the law in space light up and crack, and the lantern in Goodmode's hand suddenly fades.

The huge corpse wailed, the phosphorous fire in his eyes dissipated, and the whole body seemed to have lost its combined strength and collapsed and scattered to the ground. Charles stepped forward and kicked his huge skull, kicking the bones off the abyss.

"Fortunately, you finally found it," Brando wiped the holy sword Odysseus and said angrily: "Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll be here again with 70 or 80 of this **** undead. Round, when we get back to Vaund, we just need to collect the corpses of other people. "

"Master, the filter spell is not what you want, who made your face so dark."

"Who's black?"

Charles shrugged quickly and changed the subject: "Doesn't Finis and Manocha also have a spell to destroy the artifact?"

"We don't have the ability to filter cards!" Miss Fairy said angrily.

Tia then ran up from afar, the divine undead are immune to all worldly spells, and they have no role in this kind of battle, unless Meditis can open the enchantment-but obviously Brando is not yet The intention is for everyone to do their best here.

The little elf girl looked at the bones scattered all over the place, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "It's so dead, but it's Goodmode?"

"Goodmode is immortal," Meditis replied with a smile.

"It's not dead?"

Brando walked over to pick up the lantern, and a long opening cracked on the surface of the lantern, but the opening was apparently slowly healing: "The bridgekeeper of the dead bridge, the eternal undead monarch, this is also a Curse, curse it wandering here immortal, immortality, it will not die. "

He just dropped the lantern in the dust, but Tia ran to pick it up very baby-anyway, it was an artifact.

Brando looked up and looked at the fog in the distance, and said, "Let's go, the sleep of the dead moon may be ahead."

"The Sleep of the Dead Moon?"

"It is the holy place of the undead, the place of eternal sleep," Murdfeth replied hopefully. "The undead will sleep here forever, and they will never remember anything else in the world, but they will be truly in the deep sea. The rebirth of the soul, the return of the soul to the tree of the world, will finally be resurrected one day in this world. "

"The land of eternal death is the ultimate belonging of all the undead, and the place where the goddess of the Moon of the Dead, Eludnier, is located," said Meditha.

But Brando suddenly stopped.

New corpses appeared in the mist.

It was a canine monster the size of a hill. Everyone needed to look up to see the whole picture. It was covered with wounds. Bronze blood ran down from the wounds, but it had dried up.

Brando could not help but jump at the color of the blood.

"What is this?" Qian asked in confusion: "Twilight Wolf, Fenrir's son-in-law?"

"Look at their blood." The deer sorceress Yuhan reached out and got some sticky blood from that monster. The blood on her fingers showed a bright copper color, and she said, "This is Garm's son-in-law. "

"Garm?"

"The doomsday dog ​​in the poems of Cang, the vanguard of dusk," Yilian replied, "but they are not actually the dusk race, but the bronze species."

Bronze species.

The term trembled everyone present. Bronze species are the missing blood vessels between black iron and silver. Legend has it that they are descendants of giants and were one of the last races created by the gods.

They are the only existence in the world that can perfectly accept the authority of Tiamat and draw nutrients from the dark magic. They are a powerful and perfect family, but unfortunately they are born bloodthirsty, cruel and belligerent Created by the gods and abandoned by the gods. They rely on the Dragon of the Twilight, and betray the Dragon of the Twilight.

It's nothing more than the gods call them failed experiments, although Brando himself doesn't like this title much.

But maybe it's lucky in a sense--

It is because of the betrayal of the Bronze people that the black iron people as mortals can appear in this world.

"This is the legendary bronze species?" Akane dared to touch the outer skin of Garm's son-in-law, and the tentacles were cold, but she could clearly feel the existence of the lines of Tiamat's law.

Brando nodded.

"But why are there bronze species here?" The little female dragon wondered: "Isn't they supposed to be extinct?"

"It's just corpses," Frofa pointed out to her speech problems. "It doesn't prove that they are not extinct."

"But I always think it's not that simple." Aloz replied solemnly: "The battlefield here doesn't look that long. In real history, since the Azure era, the bronze species has gradually withdrawn from history."

Brando also slightly agreed with this statement. At least in the history he knows, he has never heard of the Bronze war against the undead. The Bugatians recorded that they gradually annihilated the gods and deities after the Azure War. After that, the gods It gradually faded out of people's vision.

"Perhaps they have been hiding here?" Tia asked. "The gods have already died, and no one knows what happened to the lower world, right?"

This sentence reminded Brando faintly.

But he shook his head, but there was some confusion in his heart. He always felt that he seemed to think something, but no matter the memory of past and future, it seemed to have nothing to do with it. He never heard of the Bronze in Sword of Amber.

The crowd walked slowly forward.

There are more and more corpses in the dark, but not only bronze species, but crystal clusters and demons. Shire lifted his cane high, letting the top of the cane emit bright light, and the light penetrated the floating thick fog, sketching the corpses piled up a little farther away. There was no sound at all, and the roots of several world trees interspersed from the darkness in the distance, through the fog above everyone's heads, and the whole space seemed strange and weird.

Everyone silently looked at this battlefield of unknown era. The fierce fighting was beyond people's imagination. What is doubtful is that the three parties, dusk, undead and bronze, seem to belong to different camps. In terms of status, they are fighting each other.

This is really weird.

Tia lifted up Mordgood's soul lamp and pretended to look around, and Flo looked at her and said coldly, "Lost." The little elf girl blinked, and looked at her sister pitifully. , Whispered, "This is the trophy of Lord Lord."

Frow looked at Brando with a cold face, and Brando hurriedly said, "I don't want this thing. Although this lantern is an artifact, most people don't need it. By the way, after it recovers, maybe Goode Maud is coming back to you, Tia. "

Tia was startled and couldn't help but lift the lantern and looked carefully, as if there was a ghost fire burning in the lantern. She was so pale that she hurriedly put down the lantern and shivered a little: "I, I, I put it here, okay?"

"I think you'd better put it back over the bridge, Tia." Charles replied with a smile.

"I, me, me alone?" Tia burst into tears, her legs almost fell and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Fro grabbed her sister with a quick eye, she took Tia's hand, patted her on the back comfortably, then raised her head and gave Charr an unhappy look.

Shire shrugged. As for Mattissa and Akane, they can't help but stand side by side.

Aloz watched the battlefield covered by fog and darkness. The little dragon had a solemn expression on his face: "It's a great battle." For a dragon who inherited knowledge from its blood, it was silent. The sight of her clearly evoked some memories in her mind.

"It's a big battle." Brando nodded, and the roots of the world gathered here, forming an open plain, and the outline of the Eliudnier Palace was already visible in the distance. This is the place to sleep, countless dead bodies asleep in the dark, but none of them is below the level of the lord.

The light beams from the seven slate plates in his hand occasionally changed direction, but always pointed at the kingdom of the goddess of the death moon. After that, there was no more road, and everyone could only walk on the bones. The sound of the cracking of the bones was palpitating.

Hipamila walked while gesturing with the hard-headed hammer in her hand. She seemed to have found something interesting, and knocked down sharply. The hammer hovered on the top of a Baisensen skull on the roadside, proudly Lifted his chin.

But at this time, there was a crackling noise in the darkness.

Miss Shenguan was startled. She raised her hammer in doubt, but Bai Sensen's skull was clearly intact, and a pair of black holes stared at her motionlessly. Hipamila turned her head, only to find everyone looking up at a nearby bone mountain.

A human bone rolled down in that direction.

Tiger **** and others were ready to fight for the first time, and Akane and Metissa also put down their spears. As for Tia, she was already scared into a quail, her face hiding behind her elder sister, for fear of Modgu Mr. Trouble came to her.

A deformed monster appeared above the bone mountain.

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