The Amber Sword

Alberton raised his head slightly.

Brando had jumped out of the rubble with his flat mouth, and his figure was like a shadow raised high, constantly leaving a discontinuous shadow behind him. In an instant, more than ten meters had passed.

Alberton immediately discovered that the other side's forward trajectory could not be captured - the outburst of 10 times faster gave Brando 44 energy skills at the moment, like a wind, or a wind; a dead knight with a pure white armor all over his body had just turned around - but Brando was behind it.

Alberton has guessed that this is a terrible speed outbreak technique, which he actually saw once at the beginning of the battle. But at this moment, it's different.

This young man, it's not easy.

The ‘White Knight' 's pale teeth sheathed in an instant, instinctively backwards and backwards, striking at Brando's elf sword.

This sword has been removed from the scope of sword technology.

Both sides are fighting with experience.

But Brando's missed blow had drifted back, and he had one second left, and he seemed like a ghost surrounded Alberton's gaze, stabbing from his left sword into the white knight's left chest.

But Alberton immediately returned to sweep Brando's sword and swept away, not a scratch--

“It's hard to get involved.” Brando, all wounded, bit his teeth.

But this time it was the death rider's turn, and he suddenly felt that Brando had split into two pieces and left and right struck him -- what is this, projection? Demon Martial Arts Double Fixing?

Alberton felt the threat behind him and immediately looked back at a sword, but he also saw a stone ghost split in half under his sword and rolled out far away.

The moment was like a slow lens stretched indefinitely, in the flames of the soul burning in its eyes, the scattered stone statue ghost slowly disintegrates and slowly disintegrates in the air, but the dead knight immediately felt bad in his heart.

Brando has developed a sword on the other side, his last sword in a state of assault - the Power Blast, the White Crow Sword Technique.

But it was at this moment that Alberton, the White Knight, dropped his sword, and his sitting nightmare horse collapsed outwards, instantly dying - and then a powerful force that could not resist pushing Brando's sword out of the sky in an instant. He couldn't resist.

Wall of will!

Although Brando expected Alberton as a high-ranking knight to have learned the solar knight 'Agvinson' 's halo tactics before he was born, he was lucky, but Alberton's reaction pushed him to the bottom of the valley at this moment. But he couldn't help but turn his mind around and, after seven or eight steps, he stopped and bit his teeth.

‘White Knight' Alberton happened to rise from the ground at this moment, but this void is enough for it to fight back.

It threw the pure white cape backwards and stepped up to indifferently lift the pale teeth 'bang, bang, bang’ and connect Brando three times to cross the sword, each strike broke Brando's pace and backwards, the young man's chest torn for a moment to cough up a few bleeds.

And at this moment, Leto and Mano finally emerged from the entanglement of the Skeleton soldiers, who saw a scene happening here, and immediately turned their heads and rushed this way ——

“Eruin. ”

Alberton looked indifferently at Brando's defensive line almost out of order and lifted his sword for the last time. The pale flame in its eyes almost solidifies as cold as ice cream:

“It's already too old. ”

A sword stabbed out.

But Brando revealed a smile at this moment, his left hand loosening the elf sword and holding it up against Alberton's pale teeth ——

The tough gloves first emitted a circle of blue light, but were pierced for a moment.

Brando's smile converged and he pressed his sword down with his mouth restlessly - the protective gloves on his hands burned instantly because of the magic overload.

But the sword was still down, leaving a bloody wound on his palm. Then he bit off the chain armor, and the broken metal ring fell like sliced smooth wood, and the snake-like sword burst into the young man's stomach for a second.

Blood stings like aged red wine--

But Alberton is not seeing victory at this moment.

What it saw was Brando holding his right hand with his bloody left hand, slowly but powerfully —— he kept his pale teeth pierced. Then he raised the elf sword of his right hand.

In the eye orbit of the Sovereign Knight burning with a frosty flame, it is also reflected in a sword burning with a bear's sterling silver holy flame.

"The sword is born from the light, the daring of the cold enemies."

The sword was engraved with such elf words--

Then.

One sword forward.

Alberton stretched out his left hand to stop it, but the pure fire on the sword instantly burned through his bone palm and then penetrated from the other side into his chest.

Two swords that connect the two knights together.

Only the cold wind blew through the valley at that moment.

……

“I said,” Brando answered weakly: "Old man, you missed one thing...”

“You think you won, young man?” Alberton spoke coldly, his voice dull and low, as if coming from another world.

It feels like its chest is burning, and the pain is like a pain, but Alberton understands it's not even a fatal injury to him. Of course, long periods of rest after this war are inevitable.

“No, it's just...”

“Although Eluin is old...”

“But there are still people who love it. ”

Brando couldn't help breathing out a hard breath, ‘White Knight’, etc., was the opportunity.

Two men pulled out their swords simultaneously and attacked again, leaving Alberton's sword to bite into his right lobe. But at the same time, his tall Pokémon Sword let the entire Left Arm of the Sovereign Knight fly far out.

Then both of them left at the same time.

Brando immediately fell on his knees and coughed loudly, feeling his lungs burning like fire, something he had not experienced in the game - but once in Butch.

The 'indomitable’ talent had been inspired, and he stood with a wave of pain on the ground with a sword branch.

But Alberton stood up one step ahead, and he was much less injured than Brando. While it is appalled by the resilience and unyielding confidence of this young man, the Knight of the Dead needs victory more than at this moment.

It missed in the rubble, and after losing its left hand, it was a little difficult to balance for a while, but it was much better than Brando, who stood up and knelt down immediately.

Alberton glanced to the left - Leto and Mano were one line away from the battlefield. So it hurried to lift its pale teeth and rushed towards Brando again.

But this time it suddenly saw a glimmer of gold flashing down the hill.

That's not a hallucination.

Almost everyone looking up at this side saw that golden red, pungent light. It shoots one from the ring in Freya's hand and the other straight towards‘ White Knight 'Alberton.

But in Alberton's own view, this is not the case at all, and what it sees is not a straight line, but a fireball that rolls.

Because the speed is so fast, the residual figure left in the night creates the illusion of seeing a golden red line --

“Flame-!" Then there was Freya's bright scolding in the valley.

Alberton raised his sword immediately, but it was still a little late. The flame struck the tip of his sword and burst into a flaming ball between moments, the waves soaring beyond the flame - first a wave of visible shocks spreading rapidly along the entire valley floor in an instant, everyone's hair rising backwards in an instant, cold-fir trees tumbling down and needles flying into the night sky.

Then countless rubble brushes swept past from the far reaches of Leto, Mano Horse, and stood tall, amazed at the sickness of these animals.

But the flashing fire only existed in the eyes for a moment, and then all the light faded, as if the whole night had become darker, people couldn't help turning back and felt like they couldn't reach around for five fingers.

But only Brando, who was blown out by a shock wave and lay on the ground, could see Alberton, the 'White Knight', half-kneeling on the ground not far behind the smoke.

The Horseman of the Dead is immobile.

Brando knew that he had been hit by a 30-human wind bomb, then ate his own two swords and suffered at least 140 injuries, then ate a 45-human fireball technique, and this guy was just too strong to stand up this time.

He had to touch his forehead. I can't believe he just won. But Freya's fireball almost blew him up, too. Luckily, he has the legendary talent of "indomitable."

Brando couldn't help laughing, and he said Alberton was a leak, expecting that he would never know he had such a big secret.

He looked at each other, wondering what the hero of the former Eluin was thinking at this moment...

Thinking it's gonna lose like this?

Or are you remembering the honors of the past?

Brando thought about it and couldn't help coughing to get ready to sit up from the ground, but heard a rare rumbling behind him. He turned around and saw Freya and Charles slip off the hill nervously.

“Brando!” When the ponytail girl saw the young man lying on the ground, any thoughts in her heart were out of her mind. She had only one thought, which was to rush up and hold him, and ask carefully: “Brando, are you okay? ”

Brando was trying to answer, but his heart moved and he went back to bed.

“Freya, is that you?” He suddenly coughed and asked weakly lying on the ground.

“Yes, it's me, you... can't you see me?” Freya sees Brando's wounds all over him, especially his chest and abdomen. He can't help but feel a little helpless for a while. He cries like: “Brando, don't talk, I'll give you a bandage...”

“Freya, no, I need your help with something. ”

“What, what is it?” When Freya heard this, she couldn't help but panic and tightened her heart.

“Let me think… why don't you give me a kiss first? ”

“Eh... eh?” Freya still has teardrops in her corner of her eyes, but she can't bear to hear this strange request.

Seeing the maiden Ma Tail look serious, Brando finally couldn't help laughing, and he sat up hard and replied, “Just kidding, Freya, I mean, would you please help me stand up...”

“You, your wounds, Brando, don't move! Don't be like this... just me and me.” Freya was so upset that she thought Brando was gambling with her, she couldn't help but bow her head and say it out loud.

Brando snapped and realized that he was a little too much. Busy explaining: "Freya, I'm really fine. ”

“How is that possible! ”

“I'm not just a knight, I'm a wizard, you know--” Brando didn't expect Freya to believe him at all, only to deceive him in a different way.

“Are you sure you're okay? ”

“Of course.”

Brando, as if to show that he was all right, bit his teeth and put on a very healthy look, and then went to get the sacred water number 9 in his backpack with a cold sweat.

But Freya glanced at him, first from red to white, then red, then she bit her lip, then lowered her head and slowly squeezed her fist.

“Brando, you, you...”

“You shameless bastard! ”

(PS. Hey, one day later than the other.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)