The Amber Sword

“Arrow of Guidance! ”

Someone lost their voice and came out.

It is the voice of the two elements that make the sisters, and the magic arrows they make with their own hands, and only they know the effects best. These two silver glittering arrows have the most special magical glow of all sorts - none other than the arrow of guidance.

But in fact, even if they do not say so, other mercenaries see this.

But what does their lord intend to do with the arrow of guidance at this time? Although the guiding arrow is a magic arrow, the damage is no different from a normal crossbow arrow, which is worse than the power of a stainless steel crossbow ejected from a four-arm crossbow.

Nothing but accuracy.

Does the lord know what the monster's weakness is? Everyone is flashing a thought like that at this moment. It was against their will because they saw two guiding arrows pinned back and forth into the trunks of two tall trees, accompanied by bandages and bandages that rang slightly and did not go into the feathers.

“Wait... missed? ”

Everyone has had to come up with this weird idea of their own right now, and many of them, if at all possible, are expected to sweat at the moment. Ever since ancient times, I've never heard of anyone who could deflect a guided arrow. How powerful would it take to deflect a magically guided arrow?

But this doesn't seem to be the time to lament this powerful power...

“Wait, what's that...”

But a few of the more than a dozen mercenaries finally saw a fine line behind the two guiding arrows. No, it's not a line, it's a rope.

Two guiding arrows that did not fall into the trunk pulled a rope straight between the two tall trees, chest high, less than three metres away from the Ghost Knight, who was racing through the forest.

Trimmer!

Everyone finally reacted. But they didn't have time to exclaim Brando's fantasy, because there's another problem here: the Ghost Knight is a spiritual creature, physically restricted from hitting the core and simply unable to produce results. Did the Lord not consider that?

The Ghost Knight is eager to hope that Brando doesn't take this into account. Unfortunately, Brando's last life killed about more Ghost Knights than the total number of Ghost Knights that the world has hung up so far. How could he forget this question of common sense?

Seeing the black light gleam on the rope, the Ghost Knight has risen with his horse high - if it were an entity horse and knight, it would probably be easy to break this fine rope at this speed. But at this moment, the power of the soul attached to the rope has consumed the dead soul.

It felt like it hit a wire, and then the whole person vacated and flew backwards.

Brando waited for this moment, and the Ghost Knight was too smart for him to aim at on the mount. But at this very moment, before the elements of chemistry, he never heard of anyone who could turn halfway around.

The magic of the left foot stepping on the right foot is even more unheard of.

He raised his hand and Freya gave him a ruby ring that sparkled in the darkness. His heart moved and a laser-like red line had been ejected from the ruby, right in front of the mid air Ghost Knight's chest.

“Flame!”

He read the initiating words, and the golden light blew out, and the light proceeded along the red line, from slow to fast, but the blink of an eye struck the dead spirit who had not yet reached the ground.

It was as if the surrounding starlight had faded and was absorbed by a point centered on the golden light. The surroundings became extremely dark, and then a flame of light blew out from the center of darkness, a roar, and the air shooting in all directions like a knife.

The air travels so fast that the sound is misplaced. It wasn't until after a very quiet moment that Brando heard a terrible roar sweeping through his entire hearing.

At the center of the explosion site, all trees within ten meters of each other vaporize and the soil forms crystals. And farther away, the leaves were scorched black, curly, and the heat rolled over, washing the faces of everyone present.

Everyone stayed, and the sister of the two wild elves mumbled: “Fireball, lord, is it still a silver strength made by the elements...”

Elements of her sister covered her fair forehead with their hands and replied, "Just magical objects.” But even so, the voices of young girls remain unspeakable. She can hardly believe they actually won, and hardly paid for the casualties.

We did win.

Brando has learned from experience that he has successfully reached level 23 and that there are two more levels where the second talent can be unlocked. The second talent is the core talent that determines the course of a role's later development, as opposed to the first talent, which is only meant to reflect the characterization of differences between roles.

And one of the most important talents.

“Unfortunately, the fireball technique is still flying too long, otherwise it would be much easier to use this directly.” Brando sighed, looking at the burning forest, knowing that the flames would soon go out. Because there's no fire in the real sense of the word, and extremely high temperatures exist only at the moment of the explosion. The flames that everyone sees now are merely illusions of clusters of elements. Otherwise, nobody in the game would have chosen to use fire technique. A fire ball technique was thrown down, half the loot was missing, and it was unacceptable to everyone.

He took a long breath and took out a water bag and filled it. This battle was no match for exhaustion, not even for many of the fights he had been through in past games, when sometimes coming down one day really didn't even have the strength to touch his fingers.

But this time it's different, a real race for seconds. Every opportunity was so precious and important that he could not afford to make mistakes.

Luckily, he finds he hasn't lost all of his past experience.

But he was sighing, and what happened in the fire stopped him in surprise. When the flame broke out, Brando discovered that the Ghost Knight was not out of smoke. Instead, he lay quietly on the ground, and the evil spirits stood beside him and gently touched his master's hand.

It's just that the spiritual fire on the spiritual horseman and the ghost knight in the dark has broken apart to varying degrees, and this breakdown is continuing, and the spiritual armor on them quickly collapses, dissipating like a layer of smoke, revealing the body that was originally wrapped in heavy armor, or under the nail layer.

“Unicorn Spirit! ”

Brando stared at the evil spirits riding off the bone layer formed by the power of the soul on the body, revealing the beautiful body below, as beautiful as the most robust and robust horse of war, and the long horns on the forehead did not reveal its identity.

But wait, in Warnde's legend, isn't a unicorn just going to be the purest young lady's ride?

The young man looked down subconsciously and couldn't help but squirt out a sip of water in his mouth. Some even choked into his nose, causing him to cough hard.

After all the armor of the Phantom Knight dissolved, beneath it came a serene sleep, as if it were a fairy girl like a princess.

No, it should be said that it is the soul of an elf girl.

The silver mark on her forehead is still there, which indicates in the silver elf custom that she is not yet an adult. It looks like this is a dead child, but this is not the time to exclaim. Brando thought about that ghost knight who had fought them 300 rounds before.

A little underage girl?

Who can tell him what a crazy situation this is?

Fortunately, the spirit of the elf girl, after the collapse of her spiritual armor, wore a long skirt with a very light texture, so as not to put Brando in an even more embarrassing position.

At this time, other people came up, and they were supposed to come up and celebrate with their lords. But like Brando, when they discover the shape of their enemies at this moment, they don't stop at each other.

“This is...” Tiger bird saw the translucent ghost of the body lying quietly in the middle of the empty space created by fire ballooning and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Andina was also frightened and lost her voice and asked: "... was that her? ”

Brando nodded.

Although it may seem a little unbelievable, it does seem so. Besides, it's not really impossible. After all, evil spirits don't come out of the sky. In fact, he suspected from the beginning that the Ghost Knight might be a projection of the souls of the previous kings in the cemetery of the Silver Elf King, but he didn't expect it to be a Lori.

Antitina frowned, reluctantly accepting the explanation.

“Did we kill her?” A voice asked.

Brando turns around and sees that the two Wild Pokémon sisters are slightly younger than their middle-aged sisters, unlike her sister who just slightly frowned. The little girl obviously cares if they killed a kind of girl.

In fact, Wild Pokémon are distinctly different from Silver Pokémon, and while the Warnd Pokémon are known as incarnations of beauty with wings - the beauty that wild Pokémon give people is the gentle afternoon sunshine, bright and friendly. In fact, wild elves are also one of the best integrated races, many of whom live and reproduce in human society.

But the jinn of silver are about to appear apathetic and overwhelming, and for following the prophecies of the ancients, they have long escaped, leaving behind a mysterious and arrogant impression.

Silver elves are generally taller than humans, have long statures, and behave elegantly. They were the earliest aristocrats on the earth and were born aristocrats, giving the feeling of a cold and beautiful moonlight.

The ghost of the elf girl lying quietly on the ground contrasts so vividly with the Wild Elf sisters at this moment.

The young man's eyes fell on Roman, and the young lady's eyes expressed the same desire, but she seemed to want the desired answer more than anything else.

Brando shook his head and his eyes fell on the ghost's false and uncertain body - a phenomenon that showed that the power of the soul was breaking down and that the power to sustain this elf girl in the world had become extremely weak. Though she hasn't disappeared immediately, she probably won't be able to support it for long: “She's long dead, and even now, she's just on the verge of a broken soul. ”

Miss Merchant sounded a little unfortunate.

But when Brando said that, he had to say, how much life did this guy have? After taking a thousand hits from his own army, he was beaten by mercenaries for half a day, and then he made up for the fireball trick, which, according to reason, should also die at the next ten levels, but the fact is that the elf girl is lying here in perfect condition.

When she sleeps beautifully.

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