The Amber Sword

The interwoven flames flashed instantly across the canopy, covering everyone's head. But because Brando had warned beforehand that there was already a layer of preparation in everyone's mind, the black fire net was empty for a moment, each running left or right out of the enclosure of the spell. The dark flames formed by the dark magic flamed down the lid, bursting through the branches, forming the cedar forest into a fire column, the bear burning, magnificent - but not hurting a man.

Even the most powerful and weakest guardian can avoid the fire net.

It all just happened in a flash. But the blinking time has been quite a long time for a soldier above the silver rank, long enough to accelerate his instantaneous eruption to over 100 feet per second.

Especially the three of Sy, Nimmasis and Laurena, whose terrible acceleration broke the air into a qualitatively conical wave. Arrow bursts through the woodland, and those pale people open their mouths in black holes and scream silently, as if that's how they communicate with each other, and the spirits turn around and the elongated five fingers turn to the three girls in the lead.

But the mind was so rhinoceros that the three shadows changed direction at the same time, pulling a long tail shadow trajectory in the forest so much that each black flame hit only the trunk behind them. Three figures pulled out a long half-arc at almost the same rate, but Laurena was the first to attack.

When the young lady knight landed, her long sword 'Avella's Pride’ had entered the state of attack, holding her lips tight and her eyes sharply blue as if they were a hawk. The light body was already like a tight string in the air, and for a moment when it landed - the long half-arc in the forest seemed to have been straightened a little bit, like a bullet coming out of the chamber, and a little later a bright line was drawn straight into the demonic clusters.

But this brilliant trajectory is doomed to have no itinerary, and it begins and ends as if it folds into a single point, and Laurena's figure folds at both points. Then the previous figure faded away, the latter carrying a sword, the sword blade bright as silver, a sword stabbed into the heart of the demon spirit.

The fluorescent white figure in the forest seemed to maintain the divine colour of the mouth that grew in that black hole, and a silver line ran from its heart to its back.

The attack seemed like a flashing meteor, but the black-painted emptiness on the pale body confirmed that it had indeed existed. Half the body of the Spirit drowned strangely, dark magic gushed out of the wound, and the center seemed to be a tiny nebula, scattered constantly around it, spraying countless dark matter, eventually spreading into a giant halo.

The halo swept past, like an explosion swept the entire forest.

Everyone felt a nitrous chest. “Dark magic,” snorted the first knight girl: “Beware, they seem to escape a great deal of dark magic when they die. These forces will weaken us--”

Ni Maisies stopped with Sy. “What's the scope? Can you find a way around it?” The black flames in the hands of the other spirits swept and the cedar that stood in front of them burned, and Nimais could only retreat, asking carefully.

“I don't know. ”

“The range is a thousand feet, and you cannot avoid it. Try to prolong the time interval to kill them, and the Magic Erosion will last six or seven minutes.” Brando's voice came from afar.

“Extend the time interval to kill them, how does that work? ”

After only three teenage girls, Phyllis approached the spirits, and he looked up at the dense rays of numbness rising from the tree crown layer and couldn't help but breathe a breath of cold air.

“Sy, you interrupt their spells first -” Brando stares at the half-air demons like summer and night stars and commands them calmly. He stood next to Charles and the little prince and did not intend to join the fight.

Because he understands he can't always fight on the front line, which is a copy, and he needs a reliable team first. And the first step in shaping a team is to understand the level that each member of the team can play in battle.

So he forced himself to calm down and watch others behave in battle.

Laurena's attacking too fast...

He hasn't even had time to remind. Fortunately, it is only a demon. Dark magic is only weak for a short time; if it hits a spontaneous explosive creature similar to Bone Demon and Star Body, the knight lady from Cruz is afraid to die and destroy her appearance.

Be cautious and cautious in the face of unknown monsters, some of whose abilities can even leave you with no chance of regret.

Flashing sword is indeed a double-edged sword, so fast it must play a role beyond imagination in some scenarios. But if the person using it is too impulsive, and easily falls into danger.

After Sy got the order, her eyes turned to think about how to do it, but she looked up at the magic of flying dancing, and the battle seemed to have become an instinct that made her think of a way in between. Countless black flames chased her from halfway through the air to cut the ground, but the mountain girl had stagnated and the long ponytail of the fire threw a circular trajectory, her feet braking on the ground and the shock wave 'wave’ shocked a layer of snow.

However, the right hand was simultaneously placed backwards, and the cloth strips wrapped around the Tianqing gun had been scattered layers.

Softly, the demon's black flame tentacles hit the end of the flying snow, turning the ice crystal into steam at high temperatures. White water vapors rose, but behind the fog, the girl had set up an attack.

A thunder arc popped off the barrel in her hand.

The flames swept across the canopy and burst into flames as if a fire cloud were forming over the cedar head. But Sy had yelled, one shot over the forest, and the blade vibrated violently, and the surrounding space seemed to be staggered ——

“Thousand Army Strikes! ”

That's exactly what Metissa did, the silver dome knight's home watcher. The blade pushed the air to compress into a little bit and then fired like a shell, banging loudly, the burning crown seemed to have been blown open by the air wave a huge void, the original flames of the bear were temporarily turned into countless scatters of Mars.

This tactic that Sy learned was far less powerful than the focused gun that Metisa had once used, but with the simultaneous effect of her assault, there was also the effect of the Tianqing gun.

Countless lightning bolts into the night sky, like a blooming golden chrysanthemum, except that each arc is its upward curved petal, dense and numb, countless.

Sy's eyes were switching quickly and he couldn't help but notice that almost every arc hit a demon accurately. A single arc attack, albeit weak, is enough to repel monsters with few entities.

The imminent demon is swept away in an instant, and the sky is one sky.

The magic of the Spirit was suspended for a moment.

“Pashmira, the shield of solid rock, rests on those demons.” Brando frowned slightly. Sy had followed him for the longest time and had basically adapted to his fighting style, but it was a waste of time. Although such combat skills are already high compared to others her age.

But he's not even as good as the top player.

The sacrificial lady dressed in a white linen robe walked barefoot two steps forward, picking up the oak cane in her hand and lighting it twice on the ground. A bluish-grey light wall appears between the Spirit and all.

“Lord Brigadier, this wall will last only five seconds.” Pashmira cautioned in his heart, "If only some more power could be restored, but now I can only keep it to the level of tricyclical spell. ”

“That's enough, but it's too far. Brando replied and immediately said to others:" The Shield of Firm Rock blocks all attacks that come from outside the physical attack, but the creatures of order are free to cross the wall - others immediately cross the wall, attacking the outermost demons and not killing them. Pashmira is ready for the next wall, and the placement is still between the Spirit and us. ”

His voice had just fallen, as if to verify his words, and the next round of magic attacks by the spirits had all hit the Shield of the Firm Rock. The black flame blew up on the light wall, turning into a luminous flame.

Nimatis, Laurena, and others have understood Brando's tactics, but as soon as the opponent's spell is finished, they cross the lush wall of light and cut into the magical formation. But this time, a knight girl from Cruz learned wisdom, often breaking the devil's arm with a sword, and then sweeping it out with a windsword.

The Guardian Knights followed closely, painting the gourd as usual. Originally, the spirits were slightly stronger than the knights at the strength level, but Pahimira's shield of solid rock almost adhered to them, and as soon as the knights broke out of the light wall, they entered the proximity of the spirits.

After losing his ability to strike remotely, Spirit's melee power was simply appallingly weak. He was not an opponent of silver full-time fighters at all. He was often pushed back easily by the knights brought by Brando; only to annoy Brando a little, the knights often did it less precisely than Laurena and Nimmasis, and from time to time a black aura exploded in the forest, and the strength of the crowd dropped and decreased.

“Unfortunately, there are too few talents like Laurena and Nimmasis. I wish I had known Braitham would stay.” Brando couldn't help but shake his head, his hand had been placed on the handle of the sword and he was ready to wait for the front line to hold up before joining the fight.

But miraculously, after a dramatic decline in the strength of the Guardian Knight, the Spirit became less prone to hanging up, and the battle became easier for a while.

Brando was only slightly relieved to see here.

Those pale figures screamed silently and began to retreat, but often a blue wall of light appeared in front of them as they retreated a distance and prepared for the next round of spells.

The knights couldn't help but cheer. They couldn't imagine how the Lord would come up with this outrageous tactic in a short period of time, but no one would welcome the overthrown battle.

Of all people, only Brando and Pashmira frowned.

“How much magic was used.” Brando asked in his heart.

“Seven staunch shields have been used, consuming 161 magic points in total.” The sacrificial maiden replied.

Brando skipped his mouth, and this value was similar to his calculations. The first ring spell in the Amber Sword consumed 5 spells, the second ring spells consumed 10 spells, and the third ring spells rose to 20 spells and so on. However, the correction coefficient of the practitioner itself is added to the actual consumption, so it is not the player who can still roughly deduce the consumption of a spell.

In fact, when Charles, Metisa, and Pashmira became brigadier creatures, he looked at the detailed biometric data on their cards and saw the same panels as the players. Where Pamihilla's initial data is Strength 1.5, Smart 2.5, Physical 1.5, Intelligence 2.1, Will 4.2, Perception 2.2, Blood 4.0, and Initial Magic is 100 points. Upon ascending to level 30, the will and blood veins rose to 47.7 and 102.4, respectively, and the potency pool expanded to 300 points.

In other words, she can perform almost six more spells without surprise.

Even if the devil's attack interval is calculated completely, it can be delayed by up to a minute. Besides, in Brando's view, Pashmira is far from being able to make such a precise estimate of time.

This team is still too far from what he wants. In the game, this tactic was studied by the Crystal Apple Guild, but that's not how the serious tactic works. Instead, team members are asked to kill plural spirits at the same time, and then worship Mount Chong or the priest of the diocese put a staunch shield against the backphage of dark magic.

But nowadays, neither the knights nor Pashmira can clearly do such a precise calculation that he has to think of a compromise.

But for a minute, that's enough.

Brando finally looked at the front line of intense fighting and turned his head, and some scattered demons in the forest had bypassed the line of defense to their flanks. But there's Freya and Metisa in that direction, not enough to worry about for now.

He just looked over there and suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and the space element started. A group of spirits still wandering far away could not resist, instantly devoured by the power of space, and between moments appeared again not far from him.

It was the soul of a female elf magician, who seemed to be a beautiful woman in her lifetime, but has now become a mindless body. The spirit was seized by Brando's elemental power and forcibly stripped here. It seemed a little confused for a while, but Brando had already touched a magical crystal from his pocket. The strong magical smell of the crystal instantly attracted the monster, and she turned around immediately.

At that moment, Peia, the hunter girl on the wolf's back, and His Royal Highness the Little Prince screamed.

The elf wizard couldn't see the whites in her eyes, but painted them black, like ghosts. A single mouth is also full of black smoke, and the whole body is like a puppet filled with dark magic. This horrible appearance is accompanied by a nearly perfect curve of her naked upper body and looks full of a strange aesthetic.

“Haruze. ”

“Teacher... Teacher? ”

“A gift for you.” Brando suddenly pulled away the little prince Haruze's rear collar and threw the magic crystal inside. The cold crystal immediately gave this beautiful boy a thrill, and he looked whiter: "Ah--! ”

But the short cry didn't end, and it stopped. Because he had already seen the eyes of those black holes staring at him dead.

The future king, His Majesty, freaked out--

“Brando, what are you doing?” Freya turned around and saw the scene.

“Teacher, teacher?” Haruze asked with a great deal of fear.

Brando didn't answer them, and he smiled and picked out a long-available microlight magic sword from the dimensional hole. Then throw it to His Royal Highness the Prince: "This sword is called Loyalty I of Hilkey, and now you take it and kill that demon. ”

The little prince had been completely stupid and looked at him pitifully.

“Go!” Brando said harshly, "If you don't kill her, she'll kill you. ”

The little prince was shook by Brando's reprimand, which gave him a slight tremor to pick up the sword on the ground - but it was obviously too heavy for him, and he had to use his hands to hold the handle of the sword - the sword blade dragged to the ground very unimaginably, blushing and crying.

But he sucked his nose so hard, he shivered and turned to the devil.

Brando, look at the soft, weak look of the little prince, like a poor little girl.

He looked up, and the spirit was almost a hundred and forty feet away, and in fact Brando had seen it lift its elongated arms.

He shook his head and decided to help Haruze again.

The next moment...

His Royal Highness the Little Prince disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the demon. At that moment, Haruze and the monster opposite him all seemed frightened, the little prince because the monster suddenly appeared in front of him, and the demon because the prey suddenly appeared within the bounds of his melee and was unexpectedly frightened and frozen.

Both of them kept their mouths wide open at the same time and their eyes stared at each other and stayed there.

“Mr. Haruze,” Brando warned, "If you don't get rid of him in five minutes, the next time you see Mikaya, I'll let you change into a women--”

“Womenswear?” At this point, looking at the silly Paia seemed to react: “Wait, who's Hilkey?” She seems to care about the look of the magic sword.

“It was a knight, a dragon-riding wizard said to have killed his fiancée and his family. Later, he studied a whole set of tactics specifically designed to deal with witches in order to avenge them. Although this inheritance has been lost, his sword remains, the enemy of the famous wizard.” Brando replied.

“I seem to have heard my father tell this story...” Paia winks black painted eyes: “But why is that sword called Loyalty I of Hilkey? ”

“Because I built ten of these swords. ”

Brando simply replied.

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