The Amber Sword

As the rain poured, the black hole dragged Brando's longhorn demon back into the Sulphur River, turning it into a completely closed line. The remaining two longhorned demons struggled to climb up from the ground, and Brando stood up from the mud. At this moment, suddenly came the cry of Antina:

“Lord, the first node is just above the portal, the other two are on the base!” The aristocratic lady is a little excited.

Brando was sure that Antina was going a lot faster than he expected - faster than he expected. He immediately gave Charles a command through psychic contact: "Charles, the connection between the portal and the law of space is directly above the portal and on both sides of the base! ”

“I get it. ”

Charles turns back and repeats the order to the curious' Gallock ’beside him. The knights of Lantoniland immediately surrounded them, raising their hands one by one and two less wizards at the same time, and two green columns of light penetrated the rain screen, hitting the portal across the battlefield.

It was like two dazzling long guns. The rays of the portal where the long guns hit immediately emitted the most dazzling light. The light swung in circles like a watermark. The golden red portal shook, and the light immediately dimmed.

Not even close.

The two longhorned demons were shocked, and if the portal was destroyed by even one of these humans, the subsequent army would arrive at the port without knowing how long it would take to delay. They can totally imagine themselves being tortured forever by the Lord for failing in their duty.

The devils rejoice in creating pain, but it is less wonderful when it comes to them. The Longhorn demons woke up completely, as if the bloody smell on Brando wasn't as appealing to them, and they immediately turned around and pounced at the knights of Lantoniland.

Three hundred or four hundred meters on the battlefield is only a blinking distance for these elements to evolve, without countless little demons and hell dogs stopping them in front. If they want, they can definitely stop Charles and Gallock before they release their next spell.

But how can Brando make them do what they want, and he's shaking here for half a day just to buy time?

He immediately opened an assault, like a de-stringed arrow shooting at one of the longhorned demons. Brando aimed at the guy's back and chopped him straight with a sword. The demon dared not catch hard and had to turn around and sweep Brando's blade away with a claw.

But when it stopped, it was completely caught up in Brando's entanglement.

Brando's long sword was struck one side, one step forward, and the demon was struck hard with a sword handle. Longhorn demons groaned one step backwards, Brando pressed one step backwards and retracted the blade one sword to the other's belly.

The Longhorn demon couldn't help but let the blade slice into his belly and open the meatloaf, but grabbed Brando with one backhand as if it didn't hurt. It's a claw that goes straight to the heart of Brando's vest, and in its view, if the other person doesn't retreat, it's a corpse, and at best it's a serious injury.

But he didn't think that Brando would be that stupid, that he'd been fighting this human for more than a dozen rounds, and Brando had the impression that he was weak but cunning. And what makes it even more reprehensible is the secret weapon of the other party, something that can deport them back to the sulfur river. The demons, although not dying, are not entirely devoid of loss after deportation. They will go into a long period of weakness, at which point they will surely be devoured once discovered by other demons.

So for the devil, injury and deportation are actually the same as extinction.

It doesn't want to fight Brando hard, it just wants to push him back. But the longhorn demon never dreamed that Brando wouldn't take a step backwards and held it alive.

It clearly feels the feeling that its paws penetrate each other's bodies, and the claws separate the flesh and blood of the creature, which would have been a wonderful feeling for the devil. But the Longhorn Demon is only scared at this moment.

Because Brando apparently came up on his own initiative and avoided the position of the heart, allowing it to only pierce each other's lobes. In terms of its intelligence, Brando would never think he accidentally hit himself in the muzzle.

The other party is clearly premeditated.

In fact, it does, but it pays off faster than it expected. It felt at least as badly wounded by its claw, and the next moment a golden flame burst out of Brando.

In the rain, those are flames that look more like splattered blood.

Yangtze blood.

The Cathedral Knight's anti-injury skills immediately showed the Longhorn Demon how powerful it was, and the golden blood splattered on its face and instantly the bear burned. Even the claws it retrieved were plated with a layer of gold, and the flame was obviously not just for the sake of good looks, the bitterness of the drill immediately caused the demon to scream.

Brando felt the same severe pain as a puncture. But he chewed his teeth one step forward, and took the opportunity of the longhorned demon holding his face and screaming, and jumped like a beast, lifting the sword of the earth and stabbing it into each other's throats.

The devil's screaming stopped.

Then another black hole appeared in front of Brando, which similarly dragged the demon's body back and turned into a complete closure of the line.

Brando knelt down like he was weak, as if he felt pain before returning to him. The rain washed his fleshy wound, causing him to catch cold air. Over there, Antina, rushed to him and put on the cape of the King of the Giants.

“My lord! ”

“Well done, Antina.” Brando answered crampedly in the corner of his mouth, but even then he didn't forget to take his hand and pick up a relic left by the longhorn demon before he fell into the rain.

It was a silver cylindrical object, and Brando didn't even recognize what it was. But after all, it is a relic of the devil, and if the Templar Knight of the Temple of Fire sees him later, it will not be so easy for him to harvest.

After all, it is a bad reputation to carry demonic objects. Brando doesn't want this detail to come to the attention of others. To be honest, he already has a lot of hats on him. Even Wood had asked him about heavenly armaments before, and to be honest, spiders are not heavenly armaments at all, but the art of swordsmanship itself is just as obscure.

But I didn't expect him to pull the wound when he grabbed it, almost didn't scream, didn't get the thing. Instead, let Antina pick it up, “This kind of thing makes me help you, at least watch your body.” The clerk lady said angrily.

Brando looked at her and suddenly realized what was happening and moved slightly in her heart.

……

And on the other hand, the only surviving Longhorn demon doesn't have much luck. In fact, it had just made two steps, and suddenly a flame had swept in front of him.

Its own element is flames, but when it looks at the golden flames that come out of the sky, it can't bear to scream.

One is the fire of the law of vegetarian enlightenment, and the other is the golden flame on the side of truth, where the gap is really not too great. The flame separated the myriad of little demons and completely devoured them. It came right in front of it, and it suddenly wanted to turn around and run, but it was already a step late.

A long sword was stretched out in the flame and stabbed straight into its throat. The Longhorn devil tried his life to mobilize the line of law around him to stop it, but the element restraint at the top of the rank is actually the same at different levels of the attribute.

The demons' flame elements are generally lava, while Nicholas' element is unfortunately a fire of elements almost similar to Gilt, the king of flames, where the claws of the longhorn demons are instantly burned to ashes.

Then the golden sword instantly burned a hole in its throat.

The third black hole appeared in the rain.

By this time, Charles and Gallock were ready for the next spell, and another light pole had pierced the night. This time the light column hits just above the otherwise bleak portal, and an eye-catching golden halo instantly blows open on the portal.

Almost all organisms in the circle have witnessed this.

Near the hills of the coastal generation, animals hiding in the bushes in the woods stared frighteningly at the golden halo in the sky. It seemed to diffuse between moments, sweeping halfway through the sky, and then disappearing into the invisible.

It's not just the Ambethel area.

The explosion was even noticed above the battlefield in the vicinity of Buenos Angeles, where a heavy battle was taking place. The golden light that lit up half the sky was hard to escape.

Soldiers on the battlefield realized what had happened just momentarily, because everyone knew what they were fighting for this time. Even in such intense fighting, a moment of cheer cannot but echo.

Ms. Medusa Les Mecca turned to Ambesseur North at the same time as Stark, the Minotaur Lord beside her.

The explosion created a bright light that lined their faces with snow. Behind them, Messica, the king of chaos, revealed three huge heads of dissatisfaction at the same time, and the leftmost head, like a goat's head, sniffed through the air with its nose —— a bloody smell in the rain.

“Space is shaking violently. ”

“There is already a missing portal to the north. ”

“Humans are attacking us behind us, Wallab. Is that how he treats the Lord's trust?” Three heads open at the same time.

The head of a lizard is more stable, the head of a goat looks very sharp, and only the head of a human being has a brutal face. Messica, the king of chaos, is the famous lord of hell, but his greatest enemy is the Dark Elf, who has more research on mankind than Wallab, the cunning king, to whom almost all the demons sent to deal with the sorcerers of mankind belong.

Few demons, however, like the weak lord like a wizard, legend has it that he was a human being. Unlike Messica, Messica was born tens of thousands of years ago in the Sulphur River with chaotic blood running through her body.

Ms. Medusa Les Mecca was afraid to take the call.

Messica didn't listen to them either, and in fact, the giant thing suddenly moved and the whole body became translucent. The next moment, it's completely gone.

“He's gone...” Les Mecca relieved herself of her burden.

“Shall we take a look too?” Lord Bullhead is still a colour of fear.

Les Mecca took a cold look at him.

“Idiot, our mission is here. ”

… (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.)