The Amber Sword

The fog was already spreading in the forest and no one could see the sky at all. The figure of the saint, the dragon, had long been hidden behind the fog, and no one knew if it was still standing in the valley. But Brando suspected that at least part of it had been fogged, otherwise the forest would not have been as foggy.

Behind the fog, the shadows quickly approached, but gave Brando a slight glimpse - not a fogged knight, but a real man. The knights were dressed in a golden red cape with a crow print on their chest, and their clergy in the middle was dressed in a golden red silk robe, a triangular bishop's crown over their heads, and an embroidered red cruze 'Flame’ on their dropped shoulder straps - a regional clergyman of the Temple of Fire, wearing such a gorgeous garment.

Brando had already identified the other person from the old face, which looked like an eggplant, Amman, a high-ranking priest of Einker, who had a dark frown —— not an easy man —— but had a humble appearance on his face. Brando stashed his sword and pressed his hand against his chest, bowing slightly: "Your Holiness. ”

And the words in his heart were, "How come this son of a bitch, the Temple, sent such a notorious man out and they're not afraid to offend Druid?"

Amman looked at the sudden appearance of this young man and was satisfied that his attitude was hundreds of times better than that of the mercenaries he had met earlier, “Nobility is nobility,” he measured Brando, and he thought, “At least know Darryl —— it just seems to be an Eruin?” Amman didn't know that players in the game had quite a set of high-end NPCs like them, and Brando's reaction was basically a habit of becoming natural.

Even Sy looked at her lord strangely and wondered if it was a little too 'untamed’.

Amman et al. came from the woods just to make sure that there were monsters like that before, and there was no Templar Knight around, only these reserve knights, which Amman called very careful. The death of the former Knight Raymond in battle with that saint, the Dragon, is a terrible shock to everyone. It has been years since the November war that the Temple has lost a knight of no higher rank to the 'Holy Flame', and such a loss is a nightmare.

But Amman felt the thing in his chest, thinking that Knight Raymond's sacrifice was at least not pointless, and he exhaled softly. The clergyman raised his head and revealed a gentle colour: "Young man, you are very good. Where are you a nobleman? What is this place? How far is it from the wolf's narrow mouth? ”

Amman asked three questions in one breath, and despite his great restraint, Brando could still hear the tension in this guy's heart.

- A high-ranking cleric is nervous. - What?

Brando's a little weird. Is it just the monster? But the Temple people don't die hundreds of individuals are afraid to be like this, those guys are authentic fanatics, Amman, though bad, but at best it's just a defect in personality, who can become a high-ranking cleric without a non-determined generation.

He bowed his head so as not to arouse suspicion: “The scoundrel is Baron Cold Cedar, and I'm afraid the honorable clergyman has not heard of Tonigal, a poor countryside, and therefore has little fame - but the clergyman, I don't know where this place is, but it's not far from the narrow mouth of the wolf. ”

Brando said nice things, so hurry up and get rid of this guy. Because he feared Veronica would catch up at any moment, and those flaming temples would certainly not be on his side, but Brando didn't dare to show any urgency, causing suspicion, and it would be fun to be put on a hat disrespectful to a team of temples. Don't look at this guy now, but he knows what he's like.

Amman nodded, not far from the narrow mouth of the wolf, and the news gave him a thrill, leaving his wrinkled face full of exhaustion. However, he wanted to leave this way, but felt a little too close. Although the temple was high, it was also not good to give the impression of a casual journey. So the great priest retracted his steps and said to Brando, "Baron, we're in a hurry to get out of this area. Will you accompany us? ”

Brando laughed in his heart, and the temple was always on its own, and this guy invited him, but he refused. Fortunately, he didn't mind, just shook his head: “The clergyman should know that I also came towards the Lion's Heart Sword, even if I had no reason to, but I beg you not to regret it, so I still have to move on. ”

Amman nodded and insisted on probing his heart with his thin fingers to see if that thing was still in place, and it was in his heart that Pablonde refused. But Brando mentioned the Lion's Heart Sword and asked him to look up at Brando curiously: “In that case, we won't stand in the way. When Mr. Baron returns to the Temple, the despicable will surely write to His Majesty the King of your country in return for his gratitude. ”

Amman promised a kiss and a moment seemed to reverse even the old cloudy mood.

Brando smiled slightly, seemingly full of noble elegance. Why do you say so many words in your heart? Get out of here! Are you still that Amman with no one in your sight and no greed? Please don't just collapse! Besides, for a limited amount of time, could you be brief?

Brando scolded for half a day, and Amman finally did his face and was ready to leave. Unfortunately, the unsuccessful man wished that the Einker regional cleric had just left, and suddenly a 'blah' burst out of the woods and drilled a man out of the bush, not someone else, Veronica.

As soon as the Kurdish goddess saw Brando, she split her sword without saying a word. The sword carried a slanted millimeter. Brando hurried away and ‘brushed’ the sword to split the trunk of a black pine tree behind him in half, making a 'clicking' sound down backwards.

Her sword...

Amman and the Templar Knights, who were about to leave, were stunned. The clergyman's eyebrows were about to get angry, but then he looked at the woman in front of him and immediately fought a cold war and swallowed the words back to his mouth. Despite his high status, he was slightly less honorable than the four Kurdish Legion leaders, but everyone knew that it was the soldiers under his command who were truly powerful nobles.

Besides, Veronica does not say the name Blue Sword Saint and the Commander of the Heavenly Dome Corps, but is itself from Cruz's twelve oldest families, not to mention Amman's ability to compete. Perhaps some of the richest regional clerics could sit flat with this woman, but Amman is by no means one of them.

But now that he's certain that the woman in front of him can't be offended, he turns around, looks at Brando coldly, and the meaning in the eyes of the taupe is obvious —— what's going on? Brando could almost read that question in that eye, when it was really faster to flip than to flip a book.

After Veronica's sword, she appeared beside Brando without a word, reaching out and grabbing Brando's shoulder. Brando hurried backwards to get out of the way. He blocked in front of Sy and was scared of the woman, so he tried again. But this time Veronica came straight at him and pressed again when she couldn't hit him.

Brando avoided nothing but a sword of the earth and stood up a row of rock spurs to keep Veronica out. I didn't expect Veronica to have an outburst of anger, and a direct 'bang' punch opened a hole in that row of rock pricks and reached out and still grabbed Brando's shoulder.

Cleric Amman stood aside and saw them fighting each other, unable to hold their eyebrows slightly, especially Brando's vision of the sword of the earth that moved his eyes.

And Brando knew that he was far less powerful than the Krutz goddess of war, and he couldn't help it anymore, and he fell backwards and rolled aside. The depressed ground of the forest pit caused him pain in the back, but he could only bear it. He rolled back and shouted immediately: “Shh. ”

The HeartLink will rise and flee to one side immediately. Brando's time to cool down was seven, seven, eight, and he threw a fate card on the ground —— which, of course, no one could see —— and all they could see was a flashing red law array suddenly appearing on the ground, and then a giant fire spirit pounded straight out of it and front-facing Veronica.

Veronica was surprised by this insignificant attack, and she instinctively wanted to retreat, but felt that the fire spirit was but a silver power, thinking that Brando was trying to stall. With a slight hesitation, she rushed straight to the Fire Giant Spirit. As soon as the famous sword and blue dome in her hand turned, she tried to strike the Fire Giant Spirit dead.

Never thought this was exactly Brando's idea. Brando backed off and struck the fire spirit with a ringing finger: blast!

A ray of golden light bursts out of the body of the Fire Giant Spirit, and the pounding power contained therein dramatically changes the face of Veronica, the top element of silver creature that instantly unleashes all its magic and the horror generated by the Fire Element, and the instant attack almost crosses the threshold of the Element.

Then there was a loud noise, and the blank light penetrated everyone's eyes, making it impossible for everyone to close their eyes. Only Brando, who was prepared long ago, seized the opportunity to retreat wildly into the forest of memory, but at this time he heard the familiar voice of the Amman cleric:

“Holy Word. Wall!”

Brando immediately felt blocked behind him by an unidentified force, and he didn't have to look back to know what it was, a translucent wall of light that was one of the only control field spells the priest had. Brando immediately stopped, and the light wall constructed by the sacred word of the clergy was over 100 meters long, but less than 10 meters high, and he lifted his sword upwards, and a rock spur burst out of the ground. Brando intends to use this puncture to cross the light wall, but the next moment the voices of the sky break from far and near, a blank sword like lightning from the center of this just growing puncture, ‘clicking’, and the puncture breaks from interruption.

Brando's intentions were naturally frustrated, and he turned around and found Veronica had recovered from the previous explosion.

… (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)