The Amber Sword

Haruze opened his eyes, and he finally saw that the man who covered his mouth was his teacher, the Earl of Tonigal, who subconsciously shut his mouth. And at this point Brando also saw the other people who fell: the second and third ones rolled down were Phyllis and Laurena, and then another person slipped down and sat on them, and at the bottom Phyllis snorted, a scholar lady with a thick diary, and she rolled down from the female knight, stuck her head in the snow, and couldn't help but scream an ouch of pain. Finally, a tall guy, but a little unlucky, hit the ice directly on one end. Brando watched the red forehead climb before recognising him as Prince Leonard.

“Mr. Brando! ”

“Count!” Phyllas and the poet shouted out in surprise as soon as they saw Brando clearly. Brando looked at the two men with a little hatred, but he was too lazy to ask them to shut up, because there was a plow of iron coming back from afar, and now it was too late to say anything, and he had to run.

Release the little prince, pull out the sword of the earth to the side entrance, keep an eye on the back half of the frost phage giant that is rolling backwards, he hesitated for a moment, about how many chances, but eventually said: “Miss Coward, this way is yours, please open a passage immediately, I will stop it for a moment. ”

“No problem, Mr. Humanity.” Coward nodded immediately and began to prepare for the spell.

The little prince seemed to finally realize that he had made a mistake and looked at Brando with a little paleness. Brando looked back at his impotent student and sighed. He had never been a teacher in his life. He also cherished this only student, not to mention Eruin's warlord, the future king. He patted Haruze on his shoulder, reassuring him that the little prince had grown up after experiencing dreams, and that it was not his fault that the previous situation was not all his fault. This was no more than the reaction of any man in such a situation. He thought he could not ask for it anymore.

Haruze was very excited and took a deep breath: "Teacher, I will stay with you. ”

“Don't be ridiculous, remember who you are, behave like a man, okay? I won't tell Her Royal Highness if you were childish.” While fighting alongside future King students, such a thing sounds very tempting, especially as the next battle is about life and death, and I am sure it will impress Haruze. But Brando didn't want to die. He estimated the script. He had a chance to deal with Frost Fang by himself, but adding a drag bottle would definitely kill him.

Besides, he doesn't need much influence in Haruze's heart.

When the little prince heard Brando mention his sister, his face changed and he dared not say another word. He feared that his sister had reached the point where the mouse was afraid of cats.

Brando looked back and tried to find someone reliable to protect Haruze. He looked first at the Firas and Laurena, and then shook his head. This pair was too unreliable. But poetry is not good either, the scholar lady herself is still a thousand gold ladies who depend on others for their affairs, not to mention she has little ability to protect people. Finally, he looked at Prince Leonard, hesitating, and said, "Your Highness, now that I have officially entrusted you with the protection of my country's future depository, I believe in the credibility of the Cruz royal family, I'm sure you won't let me down? ”

Leonarette nodded with a slight glance at Haruze standing next to Brando. Brando was relieved. Although the aristocracy and nobility of the Vaughn mainland often tend to beat each other, the relationship between the royal family is actually quite good. After all, they have several common enemies, one is the enclosed lord, the other is a powerful religious force, and finally, together with the frequent marriage between the royal families, there is actually more or less some kinship. However, the Crown Prince of the Crouse dared to guarantee the credibility of the Crouse, and the perception of Brando's otherwise inexorable attitude improved considerably, at least proving his proud capital at the moment. As an heir to a vast empire, he was not a soft footed shrimp who dared not take responsibility.

Brando went on to think that the Crown Prince might have planned to pull Eluin together, after all he had been very close to Haruze from the beginning.

But it had nothing to do with him, and he looked at Alex: "Duke, you stay with me. ”

Alec didn't lift his eyelids, hummed softly, but didn't argue, and he probably understood that Brando didn't believe him and couldn't let him be with the little prince, so he was too lazy to talk.

In a few words, the fat, purple-red body of the king of giant worms on the outside of the ice course has shrunk back and forth to the last section. Through the ice, it has become obscure to see the giant mouthpiece dragged in front of it. After Brando ordered the others, he walked to the side entrance. Without saying a word, he lifted his sword and beheaded one of the rings of the king of giant worms. Unexpectedly, the blade of the earth darkened blade easily cut the frosty tooth body, but it felt like it had cut a layer of oil skin, the thick epidermis was so tough, it didn't cut, but almost let the blade bomb back.

Brando stared, the sword of the earth is at least a holy sword, and the man with the sword is the strength of the elements, he tried his best to cut the wound, there is not even a white mark, don't say white mark, cut it up without even a dent, as if the sword blade was bounced off momentarily, the epidermis recovered as it had been in the beginning.

What kind of sick defense is this?

Not only Brando, the Coward spell is not ready yet, but everyone else hiding in the sidewalk saw this scene. Everyone was shocked. Even if they didn't know what sword Brando had in his hand, Brando's strength was there. The most remarkable genius in nearly a thousand years on the mainland. At the age of 20, he was also a candidate for the new generation of Eruin Kensei. He did his best, and this fat bug didn't even break his skin.

“Count,” the poet whitened, apologizing forcefully: "I'm sorry, it's all our fault.” She thought it was the sound of their falling that led to the bug, and of course, the speculation was not separated from the ten, except that the real culprit was not her, it was just the little prince next to Brando. Brando waved at her, and he took a step back, gathered white light on his sword, and then chopped off another sword.

This time Brando used puncture techniques. The defensive property finally came into effect, and the sword pulled a long, bloody mouth off the King of Frost Phagocysts - long, of course, relative to them, for this BOSS, it was roughly no different than being needled. But the pain still made Frost Phage's teeth jump, it made a painful howl, and this ring of the body arched from the ice lane and hit the ceiling, and once or twice, Brando felt like an earthquake, and the crushed ice on the top of his head plunged straight down.

“Well, Mr. Humanity!” At this time, Coward shouted happily, and she finally carried out the mysterious spell. The ice wall disappeared like a trick in front of her. The young girl walked forward and immediately eroded a long canal under the glacier.

“You go on, I'll get its attention for a while.” Brando shook the walls of the mountain with one hand and spoke to the others. The frost phage tooth was stimulated by severe pain and no longer flavored backwards. Instead, it directly turned its head and pounced at them. The ice layer was like underwater to it. It could not stop it from splitting. As it advanced, it opened the opener, and the tens of thousands of teeth in the big mouth kissed each other, so that a big hole could be dug under the ice.

The crackling crackling of the ice echoed right in front of him, and Brando could hear the numbness of his scalp, and he glanced beside him, and Haruze went first into the pit, followed by poetry, Laurena and Phyllas, and finally by the crown prince of the Cruz, who saw the scene rise up a little in Brando's heart, dying, and this guy had several roles to play. But think about it, Brando, Leonarette is a man of history, and the Cruz, the most famous emperor of the decades that followed, will certainly not be generalized.

After everyone entered the tunnel, only Brando and Alex were left. Brando could not enter the tunnel. Coward could not magically dig in faster than Frost Fang. If he went in, he would definitely end up playing together. He had to stay to draw the monster's attention for a while before trying to escape the tunnel.

But soon Brando thought he was a little too heroic. In front of him, the ice was cracking, and it looked like a snow-white rose was blooming beneath the dark blue ice, but both of us here understood that it was not a rose, but more and more cracks beneath the ice.

Ultimately, the layer cracks float to the surface of the ice, causing the ice to bump and then blow apart and splash forward. Brando only saw a flower in front of him, and countless teeth, like growing out of the ice wall in front of him, spinning towards him, all the ice was swallowed into those teeth backwards, and then revealed a peristaltic mouthpiece, just the size of this mouthpiece, and asked him to look up--Brando felt the stench, but he also knew that this was the King of the Frost Phagocysts.

“Alec, don't play tricks if you want to live! ”

By this step, Brando had to muster the courage of his whole body, roaring a sword towards the monster's upper jaw and stabbing it in the past - the peristaltic giant mouth was like a concentric circle with a dense layer of outward inner layers, each layer of circle consisting of innumerable teeth - Brando's sword stabbed in the direction of the top half of this circular mouth, he had first tried out the general defense of this thing, this blow did not hesitate to hit directly with an upper puncture, the sword blade went up, a sword stabbed into this giant mouth, almost didn't handle, a pus came down from the top, almost sprinkled Brando's face.

This sword is the courage of Brando, who is now almost equivalent to standing in the mouth of the monster, who will not have Count Tonigel tomorrow, but only the excrement of Frost Fang, as long as he shuts up despite the pain. Fortunately, the excrements of frost phage giants are all ice crystal-like substances, colorless and odorless, not too disgusting.

But now it's hard to say that Brando didn't gamble correctly. He held the handle of the sword tightly with one hand, and the other hand was pressed against the monster's jaw full of teeth. Good thing he was wearing the Bahamian blessing. The magic armor protected him from being stabbed in the sieve - while he died against the monster's jaw and wouldn't let this thing shut his mouth. Unfortunately, the flesh and tibia had been completely scrapped during the Battle of Ambethel, and now he was wearing a pair of ordinary military boots. To prevent slipping without a metal sole, this step made Brando understand what a ten-finger connection is - although he now knows that the word can be used to describe the foot as well.

He felt his entire sole of the foot was completely pierced, it hurt like a convulsion, but the monster was no better than him to get there, his jaw was sworded by the sword of the earth, and it hurt like it wanted to roll in this ice lane, he desperately wanted to swallow the little thing that was stuck in his mouth, but unfortunately Brando was not covered, his eyes were black, he had turned on the fanatical talent, under the amplitude of double strength, the stare was to make Frost Phage Tooth fail.

Brando knows very well that Frost Fangs is defensive, so players need to use magic crossbows to fight it, but the attack power is the standard of the average BOSS at this stage, even weaker, otherwise this battle won't work, players are afraid to complain about the game company. And here too, Brando feels that the monster may be slightly more aggressive than the game, but it's also limited. Tanks that haven't reached the level of the catalytic element in the game can handle the BOSS. There's no reason why a warrior who has catalyzed the element and a fanatical gift could double the power amplitude.

It's just that the tank in the game has a full team of nannies behind it, he doesn't have one here, he knows he can't fight this thing for long, otherwise it's definitely over.

“Alec, what are you waiting for? ”

Of course Anrek didn't wait, but forgiveness was a little silly in the eyes of the windy waves he was used to. A few of his tall mouths were right in front of him. The thick, numb teeth inside reminded him of those winches in his basement. This huge mouth has now turned into a squashed oval. Dead man caught Brando inside. Of course he knew that Count Toniguer was waiting for his hand, but at this moment the old fox's face changed.

He knows very well that at this point, if he starts from behind, the other person dies. But the problem is that the truth is also in front of Brando, and when he dies, the next one is definitely his turn, and the frost bug obviously won't understand that the enemy of the enemy is his friend. If conveyor spells can still be carried out, he can consider leaving Brando on the run, but the problem is that almost the entire area of the Hall of Spirals has been completely under constant dimensional anchors since the entrance to the Hall of Tranquillity, so called conveyor spells are nothing but delusions.

He sighed, and the other party obviously figured it out, before daring to give him his back, and he would not dare touch the guy at all unless he went out and went with Brando.

With this in mind, Alex looked down and asked, “What do you want me to do? ”

“Do you have any spells that can jam this guy's mouth?” Brando was covered in blood and asked.

“Yes, it is, but it's hard to say how effective it will be.” “You know very well that you are the power of the element," replied Anrek. "My spell will not work if you have difficulty blocking it. ”

And it wasn't unexpected for Brando to say that, in fact, he couldn't escape even at this moment, and he guessed that there was nothing more than a man fleeing or staying on a boat with him, and even in the worst case, if he wanted to end up with him, it was just another person's delusion. He still has the flowing pointer, he can always rely on this to pick up a life, ten times the acceleration of the passage of time, the whole world is almost stagnant for him, it is precisely because of this that he dares to stay for a long time.

“Then seal your mouth with an ice wall.” Brando said immediately.

“Ice wall technique?” Alec, is that thing good for blocking the goblins? Is it good for this thing?

“That's right, put it on.” Brando roared.

The Duke grunted very unhappily, but his hand was not slow. He drew a cane and a thin, glassy ice appeared in front of Brando, sealing the mouth of the frosty teeth. But what does Andrei think about this spell? It's not very reliable, because just moments ago, there were obvious cracks in the ice wall.

But the next moment, he suddenly saw a purple mist coming out of the giant bug's throat, but the mist was just blocked behind the ice wall, and Alex knew all about it, and he recognized what it was: "Petrochemical puke!? ”

“You're a little insightful.” Brando replied, "Now your task is to keep this ice wall under control, and we can retreat for half an hour. ”

Anrek looked at Brando with great suspicion, and increasingly thought that this guy was the successor to the Dragon of Darkness. Otherwise, the average frost phage giant would not have any spewing power. How could he have predicted so accurately the ability of this mutant monster? But to reckon, he asked very safely, "How do we retreat? ”