The Amber Sword

Brando turned around the first time, but the real first hit was indeed the Silver Fairy Princess who first found the enemy. She was going around a circle a hundred and fifty feet away, just washing away a group of assembled lizard crossbowmen, at a time when many lizard warriors were tailing up to try to surround the girl. But when Metissa turned around, she immediately warned the two of them and raised her unicorn companion's hooves high, lifting a long-shaped shuttle gun and stabbing her forward as she fell --

“Spirit Gun! ”

The girl shouted and the wind pressure in front of the tip of the long, shuttle-shaped gun swept away instantly to both sides - the lizard man close to her immediately vaporized, slightly further away swept away by an unmatched force like a falling leaf. The Princess of the Silver Elf raised her long gun forward, an invisible road broke apart in front of her, the fallen leaves danced, the wind pressure swept past, and the trees blocked in front blew apart from it, and the shadow of the man who shot Brando flashed back in an instant.

A knife-like wind pressure 'brush’ cut past flat between two people.

Brando saw that deep scratch on the ground and couldn't help but sweat. Think about my sister, can you be gentle —— after all, it's just an opponent who's broken the elements, and he's sure to block a blow. But the gun of the Spirit is about to be realized. It is presumably immortal and seriously injured. The vest gets cold and scared, and then he has time to measure his opponents - in fact, he doesn't have to measure, and he knows what the monster is across the street.

That giant monster, three adults tall, was wounded in the end, and his long left hand held his right arm, constantly seeping blood from the wound below. This monster is a little bit like a humanoid insect, divided into three parts, from head to chest to belly, each covered with a finished grey yellow crust, just to see from the surface that these crusts are definitely not set up - Brando even suspects that they are at least three to four centimeters thick, and that the cornucopia quenched by the spirits of God's blood is certainly stronger than steel.

He just roughly estimated that he could also give this thing an A + protection rating, which, if calculated according to the other party's rating, is at least 15 +, the protection level of the main battle tank.

Brando felt himself moaning painfully--

And the main limb of the monster is also an insect-like limb, except that the palms are more like humans. It's also like an insect in the abdomen with a pair of limbs at a glance, and a pair of chilly sickles at the tip of the limb. Below are the ‘Z’ shaped thighs, which are filled with keratin barbs, so you don't have to suspect that a normal person would be exposed to white bone wounds for a while. It also has a head resembling an insect, with a tentacle that has the same forceps as a side knife, and a pair of large double eyed eyes indicate that the guy is afraid to have terrible low-light vision and precise capture.

But fortunately we haven't found hard and soft wings yet, which at least means they won't fly yet, which is about the only good news Brando gets when he sees this thing.

He looked at the monster, knowing that the thing in front of him could be Alberton, the second BOSS-class monster he's really faced since his arrival in the world, since the Golden Tree. However, compared to the weak Lv.30 BOSS of the Golden Demon Tree, although the Earth Goddess in front of us is still immature (the final form of the Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess is necessarily human), the difference between the Lv.55 BOSS and Lv.30 BOSS is far from as simple as the Lv.20 growth value, but rather the distinction between the elements and the uncultivated elements is made.

Brando took a deep breath and understood that it was probably the first real evil war he had to face after coming into the world. Had it not been for the help of Sy and Metisa, he would have gone as far as he could have gone.

But it was at this time that suddenly ‘bang’ sounded loud. He turned around and saw Sy collide with a strange young man, who held up a thunderbolt to hold the other man's attack - a young man with a sharp pair of black steel gloves who grabbed her barrel and the thunderbolt immediately created resistance, but the flashing arc was relentlessly bounced off as soon as it approached the other side, and could not harm the man at all.

The young man grinned and sneered: "Isn't this our lovely Sy? Did you betray Division so quickly to find another new joy? That guy's called the blood of God, he can't rely on it. But it's okay, I can kill your people, and I can arrange for you to meet them--”

The red-haired girl's teeth snapped and she stared at each other with flaming red eyes, reluctantly puncturing each other with a single shot. The young man leaned back, and she did chase him immediately, but the impulse was never the way to win, and the red-haired girl immediately felt her feet sink - she lowered her head in shock and found her feet stuck in a dark fog, unable to move at all.

“Magic!” In the cold of his heart, this guy is a demon warrior.

It was a little late to react at this point, and Connor was angry at her with words just to wait for this moment, and how could he let go of the opportunity, a right claw, to stab Sy in the heart. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Conrad knew that he had difficulty defending himself under the clip of two gold-grade strengths, so he came up with all his strength. His goal was clear, and while Sy had gained golden strength, contrary to Brando's, she did not have enough combat experience and had only one strength, so while her strength was not the weakest of the three, it was the easiest of the three in the eyes of the head of the Card Mercenary Corps.

Unfortunately, if it weren't for Brando, his dial would really ring. When the heart is pierced, Sy is self-healing, and there is only one way to die. But it was at this time that a blade appeared in front of Conrad's paws.

Brando did not hesitate to throw his sword.

Of course, it was white board anyway, and he thought so.

From the beginning of the battle, the young man saw it much more clearly than Cecil, and Conrad did say magic, but more precisely a magic trap. It's strange that the head of the Card Mercenary Corps is a wizard hunter, and Brando has rarely seen anyone in the NPC's profession reach gold-grade strength. But it's a pretty tough career, and it's one of those tough grades, but PK has all sorts of powerful, pure PVP careers.

And Conrad set the trap so fast that even Brando could barely see it himself. It's not something that the average person can do, it's not even just skilled to make up for -- this guy has talent, I'm afraid, talent like a smart finger. And he should have built his' spiritual singing 'skills so that he could save time on the magic trap - just wondering what other trap besides the illusion trap the other person invested in this passive skill.

“That's a little tricky. ”

The idea just flashed through Brando's mind, but his body reacted much faster than it thought, or had already formed a conditional reflex, in fact Sy had just felt her body stiff and the young man had grabbed her arm and dragged her back. Let Conrad's paws scratch down her chest.

“Thanks...”

“Forget the bullshit. Fortunately, you're a rare, valuable flat-breasted soft-breasted sister.” Brando screamed so darkly, but he raised his head and immediately saw a shady face - Conrad had attacked again, and the guy could see it, and Brando not only recognized his trick from the beginning, but also his trap. In fact, the illusion trap is actually a mental suggestion that you consciously resist your actions in the trap of some effect. But like most illusions, the effects of this trap are just as visible to others, but not affected by it. It's just that it's the Wizard Hunter's secret, and he didn't expect Brando to know that.

Of course, Brando knows that the only problem he sees as commonsense is completely different in Conrad, who has not always had a large number of wizard hunters in Eruin or even in the Vaughn continent, and who, by virtue of his status, has not only been certified as a top hunter, but has also been further promoted to gold. Upon reaching this rank, he began to gradually discover the benefits of the profession, as few were familiar with the witch hunters, and even fewer with their fighting style. This is a tremendous advantage in action, having fought a number of enemies who had been stronger than himself before, without exception, not to use a strange means of attack to eventually win, but not today.

He finally met his opponent.

This guy has to die! Conrad's cold heart and claws swung forward scared Brando to turn on a backlash. Just kidding! Although he has risen to level 26 in previous fights. But even so, he had only about 50 powers before the outbreak of power, and he didn't want to fly a free plane when compared to a Gold Warrior's outbreak of over 100. Besides, even if Conrad is just a double-cultivated wizard hunter, I'm afraid the power is conservatively estimated to be between eighty and ninety, just as he can't compete.

At 10 times the speed, Brando has 132 energy skills, not to mention Conrad, the fastest lightning element in the Golden Primary Strength. As soon as he retreated, the paws of the leader of the Card Mercenaries swung down and patted on the open ground - a loud bang, the dead leaves within ten meters instantly turned into flying ash, and the ground recessed downwards to form a huge deep pit. But Conrad looked up and had seen each other 30 meters away.

How fast is this?

“Who is this guy?” The leader of the Card Mercenary Corps forgot to catch up. The young man was out of his sight. Though silver is strong at a young age, Conrad himself is a genius and certainly won't look up to Brando at this point. Moreover, his goal this time, Eko, the only son of the Duke of Rune, is said to be a genius, in contrast to Brando being nothing more than a lure in strength alone.

But even so, it looks like this silver guy is a bit of a fighter, doesn't it?

Conrad, in a shadow of his own mind, has experienced extraordinary experience, has learned a variety of combat skills, is confident that he has the power to fight even against his golden enemies, and he himself is proud of that. But I didn't think it was just a silver little guy now, and between the three or four moves, all the moves were only one tie. And the speed of the other party's retreat, he knew everything, and naturally doubted the head of the Sun Knights.

This guy's a solar knight?

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