The Amber Sword

When the fog howled forward, the hair stood upright, and the huge body covered half the sky, as if the time to flow was one lag.

Brando smelled a raging rumble, knowing he was close to the beast's teeth, and the next moment was the end of his elbow.

If you are a soldier in the ordinary gold realm, this is a rare moment.

But don't forget Brando also had an element of part-time employment, and he turned around in the middle of the air and shouted, "Wind, shackles free! ”

A moment of wind dance held onto him. This gaseous spell is a trick that any element will master when an apprentice is introduced. It acts as a slow down, adventurous spell in the game, and was not originally designed to be used in combat.

But the player's creativity is endless, and since the first element called ‘deathzone' made use of this spell in action to change flight trajectories and evade attack prediction, this spell has become one of the most popular low-level spells in PVP.

Because wind dance is just a trick, and as long as the will reaches 20 energy levels, there is no spell --

Brando has seen how this technique works in countless videos, even though it wasn't made of elements in the past. The fog calculates his fall rate, but Brando spreads the wind and the wings suddenly decelerate in the middle of the sky.

The wolf roared and passed him by.

Brando flew forward with this beast, riding a myriad of sky-blue feathers, turning in half the sky, pulling the fog and howling silver fur down his hand.

The scene looked like Brando was riding on the back of a male wolf, but it wasn't really that relaxed, the fog was responding very quickly, and he couldn't spot Brando immediately on his back, so almost his forefoot just landed on the huge body and swept back and forth.

He was born and turned.

But Brando didn't react too slowly, and the wolf tried to throw Brando off his back, and Brando stabbed him in the vicinity of each other's spine with a backhand - the sword of the earth as if it were pierced through a layer of loser leather.

A blood arrow sprinkled from behind the wolf.

This made Brando sigh, not to mention that he had never thought of using more than 40 levels of power (Golden Bottom) against monsters above 60 levels (Element Catalysis) in the past, and even if he had this ability at that time, it was estimated that the weapon in his hand could withstand the other side's defenses.

Normal Class 340 weapons can't even pierce the resilient skin of elemental monsters. Even the same fantasy weapon can only be defensive. The extra Sharp Hardness bonus of the Sword of the Earth makes it a superior tool against monsters.

If this sword goes down, you'll see.

The fog howled a terrific cry, but oddly enough, its blood turned into fog as soon as it met the air, and Brando hurried to hold his breath - the demon's blood was nothing good, and most of it was very poisonous or something for humans.

But as soon as he hit him, he loosened his bristles and jumped to one side. If an inexperienced warrior might keep attacking on the back of a fog howl, a monster that can carve out the elements, then there's an easy one?

How could there be such a thing as an attack on a dead end?

Indeed, he jumped, the fog immediately rose white, and the fog gathered around him as white as four whips. The four whips swept past the male wolf's back. If Brando was still there at this moment, he would have crushed the bones.

The male wolf took control of the fog whip and immediately discovered that the enemy had moved its position, and the cunning of the human being surprised it. At least three times it thought it had the chance to kill each other, but each time it was avoided at the last minute.

If the first time can be said to be a coincidence, it can't be said to coincide again and again. The male wolf's intelligence is high, and it jumps right back and away away away from Brandola.

An animal-eyed warrior only landed for two or three seconds in an area falling in the air, and finally Brando landed at the same time as the fog howl, ending the round.

The people in the distance didn't even see what was happening here, only Queenie and Cee saw what was happening before. Luckily, she didn't know what a horrible creature a wolf was, but Queenie changed her face a bit.

As a tree elf who has lived in this forest for many years, he knows how powerful the wolf is.

But it was such a horrible creature that it was put at the forefront of a round of robbery by that young man. Brando's technique is a trivial one, as if he knew how the fog would strike, every time he expected the enemy to be the first.

Brando does know what the fog is going to do next.

Although every male wolf has a unique name, it is, after all, just a legend. In fact, fog howls are a common title for this group of male wolves.

Mastering the misty elements of the male wolf.

He has dealt with this kind of big guy Brando knows his habits very well. It's like when that big guy lands, he's going to be ready to grab his teeth.

It responded astonishingly quickly as it lay low to prepare for a burst - Brando landed the same way, but couldn't catch up with each other's moves to regain gravity. It's almost zero seconds away - it's almost as clever a difference on the battlefield as it is.

Brando's heart moved and the trees worked hard and quickly, growing a corny skin all over his body and down. Black looks terrible. He also has nearly 250 magic points to convert 5 points of natural armor.

Plus Red Blessing's 2-Point Armor and Fire Shield's 5-Point Field Defense, up to 12 points.

Brando intends to carry the blow.

That's enough. The three of them jumped from the top half of the bridge, the most dangerous part of the distance -- Brando's first attack was to draw attention to the fog howl —— and he knew that only one of them might be confident that he would avoid the fog howl in the middle of the sky, in which case everyone else would end up with a different head.

He did that, too.

Brando stabilised his centre of gravity backwards and raised the sword of the earth with both hands ready to bear the blow of one another. Ten seconds. As long as this hitter wins, then the battle is over.

But the wolf howl didn't come up after all.

Because the two green shadows descended from the sky, it could have sealed its course. If it were an arrow of ordinary people, the beast could still be ignored, but that arrow was different.

Brando saw that arrow almost shook up - the arrow of life, the deadly star of all demons - legend that it was sacred by the Goddess of the Forest and possessed enough power to break the darkness and chaos to rival the artifact.

Of course, this statement is somewhat exaggerated, but the power of the arrow of life to temporarily suppress the elements of the monster is not false, that is, as long as it is hit by this arrow, the male wolf's fog howl instantly becomes but the ordinary monster of the Golden Peak.

If hit.

It is obviously impossible for the male wolf fog howl to hit that arrow. The monsters and goddesses in the forest, Nia, are also old wrongdoers, and they all know each other's means. As soon as the green arrow strikes, the wolf instinctively threatens, and it retreats...

Avoid Queenir's arrows, but also abandon the attack on Brando.

Three seconds have passed.

It wasn't until this time that Sy's attack arrived for the first time that the red-haired young lady reached out her left hand to the fog as soon as she landed, "The Seventh String of Thunder -” she knew the monster was powerful, so the first shot was her most powerful skill.

Five lightning bolts ran out of her fingertips, not knowing how much stronger than when Chablis was dealing with the herdsman, and the lightning circled like an electric dragon as soon as it left, shooting staggered into the fog.

‘Boom‘ a loud bang.

The electric dragon pierced the male wolf's misty body, arguing and scattering, forming a brilliant white bulb at night. But what surprised her was that lightning struck a fog, and the male wolf's fog burst apart and broke down into the air like a real white fog.

Cecil didn't think she could knock out this horrible creature that pioneered the elements, and she turned around vigilantly and saw the creature rebuild behind her back from the fog.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at her.

Sy almost held her breath.

And the wolf lifted his claws...

“Queenie!” Brando immediately raised his voice and shouted that after the fog was dispersed and restructured, he would be 60 meters away, and there was no time to attack.

And even though Sy has the resilience of an angel, she can be slapped by the fog and howled for at least ten and a half days.

There was already a lesson learned the last time I confronted the god's messenger, Ekmen.

Queenie raised her bow and fired two more arrows of life. Green light once again pushed the male wolf back to the fog howl, the monster shouted, several successive attacks without success has made it a little restless.

It sends a low roar from its throat, commanding the surrounding black wolf lords to attack with their communities.

It's fifteen seconds.

But Brando knew that a long time ago, and that's why he brought Queenie here —— but now the young lord has changed his mind —— he was going to let Queenie cover the black wolf lords around him, Sy, to restrain the attack, but now the elf leader has the arrow of life, which is different.

“Sy, deal with the monsters around you,” Brando exclaimed in a hurry: "Quinnil, shoot the silver wire on the fog howl's forehead, that's its magical convergence point. ”

Demons are catalyzed by magic, and their magic convergence points are similar to those of ordinary creatures.

Quinniel slightly squeezed his eyes, and he saw an empty silver thread on that white, gray wolf's forehead. The Tree Elf leader simply raised his big bow with a slight hesitation.

Two arrows of life appear on the bowstring.

At the same time, a series of lightning bolts fell on the surrounding black wolves trying to surround them, causing these monsters to immediately peel open their flesh and produce a disgusting scorching odor on the burning fur.

Brando went around to the male wolf's side.

But the wolf was also turning, and Queenie's arrows made him feel threatened, and it was clear that he was aiming at his weaknesses - a feeling that made him a little nervous.

Anxiety comes with anxiety.

(PS: I'm dizzy... it's clearly scheduled to be released at 8 o'clock... I'm glad someone came to ask me... the tears are all over again) (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)