The Amber Sword

“Well, that's a dragon potion… how can there be so much!” The dark-haired teenager who stood far behind saw Brando's young men pour dragon powder and almost bit off his tongue in shock.

“Ronald, what's wrong?” Miss Qianjin, the flower leaf collar, seemed to have reacted from the previous shock, and she asked unconsciously - as if a slightly louder voice would draw the fierce Eluin hillbilly.

“Does he and he treat dragon powder as white boiling water...” Ronald said with some hatred for iron and steel: “It would be nice to use it on a more talented knight. ”

He said that there were some suspicions of concern for the ancients.

“What's the big deal with dragon powder?” Ellman glanced at his companion a little coldly, before he pushed Brando when he thought he was going to kill them, although it was an instinctive reaction, but the Viscount knew very well that the revenge was settled.

Instead of trying to explain, when the moment comes, the other side is a genius, but genius represents only the potential of the future. In this black forest, he has the opportunity to leave the other side without the future.

And when Ronald heard what he said, he looked back at his‘ companion '. Unlike Ehrmann's cold, the brunette wrote his contempt for each other's performance on his face, before Ehrmann's behavior made him angry and disdainful:

“What do you know, it's really pure dragon powder, that thing you took with those young people is just garbage. ”

“If I'm not mistaken, that purity might be a real dragon blood product. ”

The dark-haired teenager did not conceal his contempt and gave Arman a dark breath, but he did not show up on his face, just a cold glance at Brando over there.

“Well, it's almost time to go back. It's too late.” The Viscount added that he was not comfortable saying that it was a mistake to come out this time - but this was the suggestion of the little princess with the leaf collar, who had to put the blame on himself even if something went wrong.

Unlike Ronald, genius, he met a lot, but only one heir to the Duke of Mandel Hill.

He took the risk of coming here to please the little princess.

But Brando's sword almost destroyed his perfect image when he thought he was going to die. Since he was going to die, then what alchemy genius, what flower leaf collar Miss Qianjin made no sense.

At the juncture of life and death, one's life is the most realistic.

But he didn't expect the damn Eluyn to just give them a warning. Ehrman took a deep breath with a cold face. Luckily, Miss Chinkin was stunned and completely unaware of anything, and Ronald was not the type of person who liked to chew his tongue even though he had a grudge with him.

But it still upsets Viscount Ellman, who glanced at Ronald with a corpse's eye.

“Look over there!” And then Fayna suddenly shouted.

Everyone felt a slight light beneath the night sky.

A pair of giant, almost battlefield blue transparent wings have been opened.

But it wasn't the wings of light, it was a microscopic magic array, and the head of a fine spider appeared in the sky with a golden sword hanging from it.

The wings instantly turned golden.

Everyone sucks in a breath of cold air, although it's not the first time some of them have seen this scene, and countless glittering, overhanging golden swords in the sky at night add a more fantastic breath to the spectacle displayed during the day.

Count Odin raised his head, almost petrified, and those Eloin nobles behind him were even more astonished —— what is this?

Magic?

Their eyes fell from the enormous light in the sky and fell on Brando, that young man's spell? But shouldn't that young nobleman be a swordsman in the gold field?

This is not the skill of a Demon Swordsman.

Or do you mean, double cultivation?

Brando doesn't care about the eyes of others, or he's used to it, he's just holding his lips and holding the sword of the earth forward with one finger.

“Head down! ”

“Heads down! Lord is attacking!” The team leaders, mindful of God, immediately shouted.

And the knights on one side were slightly stunned, and they turned around subconsciously, and they saw a glimmer of dazzling light shining in the sky —— a glimmer of white light stabbing everyone in the eye.

Then a light column runs through the heavens and the earth.

Light columns stabbed straight down, as if a sharp sword penetrated the body of a black wolf, one black wolf had the power of the Black Iron Peak, but under the blow of the holy sword, the body defense of the Black Iron Peak was just as fragile as a piece of paper.

The column of light first burned through the fur of the black wolf, and then turned its gut into flying ash. The black wolf still maintained the support of the anterior flutter, but the flutter turned into a pile of defeat in the middle of the air, and the ashes fell.

Then more columns of light came down, some of them almost sweeping over the heads of those knights, and that terrible power scared everyone into shrinking their heads.

But the black wolf is less lucky to be locked up by a light column, and almost every light column flashes, taking two or three black wolf lives.

Brando commanded the dragon cavalry system dozens of beams of light swept two or three times in front of the position, as if a golden palm had plowed two or three times from a tidal black wolf, reducing the number of these monsters by more than half an instant, and the black wolf's first wave of offense collapsed.

Brando's own black wolf gets seven or eight points of experience on each end, and this round of attacks gives him nearly 300 points of experience.

When the Black Wolf's offense was weak and the young people and Knightston felt relieved, they immediately heard Brando behind them shouting: "Go ahead! ”

Odin was surprised that he meant to fight back, to join the main forces of the Eruin mission, or at least back to those Druid lines behind him.

“My lord!” He shouted.

“Brando, Baron Cold Cedar.” Brando replied.

“Mr. Baron,” Odin exclaimed, "we have to back off. It's too unsafe up ahead. ”

Brando smiled, pointing his sword forward: "Eruin never backs down. ”

As soon as Odin stayed, he thought the young man was not crazy. Though they all have large deployments of silver power, in the face of endless wolf tides, this is nothing more than a stone in the sea.

“Baron,” Roberon also ran up from the back at this time, although he looked down on Brando at first, but the latter at least helped them to teach the uninhabited Toquinin beast, which made him feel a little fond of Brando.

But Brando's decision was appalling, and now there are twenty or thirty people on their side, and if Brando wants to keep moving, they can only follow Brando.

It was really uncomfortable for Robert to look at the swarms of black wolves coming out of the forest like the tide and the surroundings they were about to form and feel the earth chestnut at his feet.

This fat, wide-bodied guy is hard pressed against his scalp feeling of trouble and exhorts out loud: "Baron, calm down and we'll all be torn to pieces! ”

But Brando shook his head.

“Count Robert, you're wrong, we won't.” He pointed to the right: “Look, our reinforcements are here. ”

Roberon stood still and looked in that direction. Seeing a small group of black wolves in that direction, far from their positions, trying to encircle the camp from one side, seemed to have been hit head-on at the moment and were fleeing from the Kung Wang.

A flash of light in the forest.

It was a silver spear that reflected the light of the torch, and the earth shook, and a snow-white half-man had been killed out of the forest. They were wearing silver armour, carrying long guns, and carrying huge bows that humans had never seen before chased after the black wolves for shooting.

Every arrow.

Just one black wolf rolled over and broke his breath on the ground.

Many half-white horses were riding on the back of a cloak dressed in grass, and Druids raised their canes, and huge vines marched along their sides, and those green 'tentacles' rolled up from the dirt, rolled up the bodies of the black wolves high, and threw them into the fleeing black wolves, many of whom were smashed to the ground.

They crawled up and were chased by a half-man.

At least there are hundreds of half-mans, and when they sprint on the edge of the forest, it's like a group of heavy cavalry entering the field, cutting into the flanks of a black wolf with a heavy roar, and instantly changing the situation on the battlefield.

Half-man forward, they cut between the black wolf and Brando's position, blocking the front of Brando's pedestrian attack, and then one of these half-man's seemingly older half-man stands out.

This half-man wears a different armor than everyone else, with a pair of crooked rear-facing horns on his shoulder, and a delicate chest armor that fits the skin to metallically outline the bulky muscles. He came to Brando with a spear and shouted:

“Humans, it's Walter! Elder Druid's proposal, we already know, will cover your first wave of shock through the wolf scourge! ”

The Eruyn nobles were surprised, and they immediately looked back at Brando, wondering what kind of agreement had been reached between the nobility in their own country and the Druids.

“You agreed?” Brando asked, “What about the Tree Elf? ”

“I'm here, young man. ”

The light on the half-man Marward's back twisted for a moment, revealing a tall elf with green hair, leafy head and cloak, bare and bare chest.

He had a long bow on his back, which was almost much bigger than a half-man's, making one wonder how the elf could open the bow.

But as soon as the elf showed up, Antina behind Brando was surprised: “It's you. ”

This elf is exactly what she and Sy saw this afternoon.

The other smiled and nodded: "If it were another human being, I might reject Elder Druid's offer, but I have a crush on you, young man, maybe I could try to believe you. ”

Brando was also stunned, wondering how this guy seemed to know himself. But he looked at Antina's reaction, about what he guessed, and nodded:

“There's no time for chills, so let me start with the plan. ”

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