The Amber Sword

After the fireball, a group of small demons began to move out the portal. These monsters clustered together with human children and red-hot monsters are hardly an army, but Brando held Antina in his arms and raised his head to see a dense, dark red ocean, as if the red paint had not gone through a green palette, but merely rolled up.

Millions of little demons also swept behind their backs, fleshwings fell and fleshed dozens of meters high. At one time, the whole battlefield rose from the ground, like a sudden tsunami. At one time, there were only locust-like little demons left in the air to shield the day.

The nobleman almost stopped breathing in fright and grabbed Brando's shoulder tightly with his fingertips white. Between her eyes, the little devil fell like a giant wave, scaring her to close her eyes immediately and turn her head towards Brando's chest.

“Prepare for battle!” Brando roared.

The knights rose to prepare for the first wave of shock. “Long live the Kingdom!” “Long live Eruin!” I don't know who shouted first, but a few voices in the district were also slightly weaker in the screaming of the heavenly ground.

But everyone's heart is so turbulent.

This is a heroic dream that belongs to all of us, and reality has locked the steps of men and women, but until that moment really comes, everyone can laugh out loud, cry in pain, cry out loud --

Where life and death themselves have lost their colour, any apprehension has only been turned into the most sincere outburst of emotion, and the knights are about to sacrifice their lives for their homeland, even if it is only a second of shine, but it can be eternal.

Life and death have long been set aside, and the next thing you need to do is separate a victory with a sword, and that's all that's left in everyone's mind. The waves hit their heads and everyone subconsciously held their breath, but a thunderous roar suddenly burst behind the crowd:

“Me, the law of power! ”

The old wizard Galloch had to open his mouth, step forward and open five points to the void and push, "Get out of the way!” He roared, a transparent halo spreading around him, but it was not a glow, but a splash of water that was pushed away.

Water flowers just approached, the little demon in the middle of the sky jumped forward with wings, and the next moment had been slapped by an invisible huge hand, screaming and flying back. Some even flew hundreds of metres across the space, one head crashing against the metal platform of the portal, and the brains bursting.

As if a giant dragon exhaled, the whole sky was a settling.

“Forward!” Brando took the opportunity to wave his sword forward, roaring and launching an assault. He lifted a sword in the rain screen with an arc-shaped light of water, a sword pressed down, just sword pressed away the rain to both sides, forming wind pressures forward, sweeping into the dense formation of the little devil.

The first small demon in the first row seemed to have been crushed by an iron hammer, and the momentum of the forward stroke, the skull and chest paused and deformed at the visible speed of the naked eye, strangely squashed backwards and folded, and for a moment exploded backwards like a pink crushed meat mist. ‘Boom' sounded loud, facing Brando's three half-arc front rows of demons turned into a bloody mist, and more of their kind were directly blown away by the sword.

A moment later, sword pressure exploded completely, invisible sword blades exploded in all directions like a storm, and countless limbs flew up into the sky with a scream.

The power of this sword has made a perfect circle within 30 meters of each other. At least twenty little demons have been turned into pieces of flesh under this sword, and countless mutilators have broken their limbs.

Before they could cheer, the knights suddenly took over the open space, but at the same time, the whole team was surrounded by little demons like the ocean.

Dozens of little demons hugged up and completely surrounded a Rantoniland knight with claws, teeth, pulled and even bit the knight's armor or or shoulder armor, the knight struggled to resist, reversed a sword to pierce the throat of the little demon who was trying to climb up from the back of his horse, but more little demons grabbed his arm firmly at the same time, making his movements harder and harder. Finally, the knight killed three or four little demons and finally one demon pulled open the armor and one claw grabbed his face.

The knight made a scream and suddenly twisted off the horse's back. They were dragged down by countless hands, screamed and then torn to pieces by the demons, even by the poor horse.

Brando saw the little devils grabbing the knight's limbs, his face full of blood and turning towards him, and he couldn't help but feel sick. Although this is not something that has never been seen in the game, it is, after all, a product of ‘harmony', not as bloody as it is now, directly in front of it.

But after all, it was a long period of battle, and his anger burned much more than his nausea made him want to throw up. His pale Antitina was guarded by one hand, his right hand flashed, his sword flashed, and the little demon who threw his head at him was cut into seventy or eight pieces of meat as he carried his body together.

The stinking blood rain blew into the rain screen and sprayed it on both of them. The blood beads and the meat fell on the lady of the staff. She almost vomited, but she hurriedly blocked her mouth with her hands.

“What's the matter? Are you all right?” Brando hastily asked.

“No,” Antitina shook her head weakly: "Lord, take care of your own safety. ”

“I know.”

“Look over there!” Someone screamed.

Brando raised his head and saw several hilly giant beasts in a red ocean walking 'through waves', their tall bodies almost like a muscular meat hill, three giant heads each revealing a scarlet tongue as they hoisted up and down - these monsters rushed down from a hill not far away, one head into a dense formation of little demons, directly crashing those low-order demons into flight or stepping into meat mud, seemingly without even considering slowing down.

Hell triple-headed dog.

Behind them there are more Hellhounds, like shark herds that flow into the Red and Red Seas, whose elevated backs are the fins that separate the waves.

Brando's heart is tight, and the devil reacts faster than he expected. He suddenly found himself underestimating these monsters, and he measured the combat power of these demons by the level of his time, but he soon found that they seemed to be more powerful than they were in the game.

“Tighter formation and watch out for them to exhale!” Brando had to shout, “Charles! ”

“I understand, Lord Lord! ”

The young wizard, under the protection of several knights, held a staff in his left hand, pointing his right hand away - the magic triangle forward, "Dragon Strike!” With a loud bang, the optical net swelled in front of Charles, and the blanched center emitted a flash of blue light across the rain curtain, bringing a slightly arced straight line along the horizon.

The beam of light is in the head of a hellish three-headed dog, where it perforates, penetrates the cerebellum from behind the oblique side, completely vaporizes the spine with one part of the brain, and comes out straight from the other end of the spear. The immense force accustoms this hill-like demon backwards, and the body falls far into a small demon, suddenly crushing countless dead.

The latter two lower-ranking hellhounds could not escape and were burned to ashes.

Blue beam forward, unstoppable.

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On Brando's retina, the dark green number is beating on the brush. That's a little more than he expected, but that's not a good thing, which suggests that the Hell Triple Dog is a little higher than he thought. Honestly, it was late in the game when the player met the devil. At that time, things like Hell's Triple Dog were just like cannon ash. He really didn't think about how powerful they really were.

But now it looks like it's at least the top power in gold.

Six classes of soldiers of this era.

Charles turned around and put in another dragon strike. This time the demon learned a lesson and it did little, killing only one hell of a three-headed dog. In just two doses, those giant demon hounds were close to the crowd.

The first hit was on the front, Brando. A hell of a triple-headed dog burst like crazy into the little demon and jumped at him. Three blood-bottomed mouths bit him on the shoulder and head at the same time. As long as Brando slowed down for a moment, it would be the end of a different body.

But unfortunately they didn't have time to open their mouths, and Brando slipped away sharply, as if the three-headed dog of Hell had dodged before attacking Brando. After that moment, the monster had gone into the air without reacting at all.

It bit in the air, Brando had drilled beneath its head, his left hand loosening Antina's elbow and hitting the neck of a hell of a triple-headed dog.

Unlike Hellhounds, the three hellhounds themselves take longer to become the leaders of Hellhounds, and after countless battles they have much more combat experience than their lower ranking peers. As soon as Brando drilled under his belly, he reacted and opened his head and threw up.

If you are a regular warrior, you will be thrown up this time. Unfortunately, it's facing Brando, the young lord, even more familiar with it than the monster himself, who punched him in the elbow and suddenly threw the hell out of three dogs back to its original form.

It whimpered and spit almost didn't spit directly into his stomach. The pain made Hell's triple-headed dog completely powerless to fight back, and then Brando stood up and raised this huge thing straight up and up, while the sword of the earth was drawn with his right hand and his waist was cut off.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)