The Amber Sword

Chapter 1008 Act 158 War Stone Plate: Dragon Skin IV

Tap, the grey exploding crystal accurately landed on the feet of those five dead spirits, who lowered their heads at the same time, reflecting a pungent flash of flash deep in the soul fire that beats through their orbits. After a loud bang, the airflow shock waves swept across the hall, and even Brando and others on the other side of the hall felt the strong wind, filled with lots of gravel and dust, pounding pain on their faces and clothes. But Brando couldn't escape the boulders, and since he had already done so, there was no need to think about it. He knew that an exploding crystal could never pose a real threat to those dead spirits. He pulled out Frost Winner Sina directly in the opposite direction, and lifted his sword and struck the past in the direction of the five dead spirits.

The five dead spirits have been hidden in the direction of the glow of the protective spell. It is at this time that a dark blue sword separates the scattered dust and straightens towards the protective shield. With a crisp crack, the Undead Wizard had just put up his shield and saw a terrible snowstorm pounding in his face. Before he could open his mouth and make any sound, the icy bone had penetrated the gray magic of protection, passing through his body and turning it into a 10,000-carry-over ice sculpture.

The power that Frost Winger Sina exploded in this tiny space was staggering, almost instantaneous, as if three of the remaining five bone skeletons had been ice sculpted, and its residual power continued forward, ice sealing the crushed stones, stone doors, columns and the tunnels behind it. The temple beneath this earth turned into a world of ice and snow in an instant.

However, this powerful attack can only be carried out once, and Brando looks at the dim glow of the dark blue sword in his hand, which is expected to take a long time to recharge. In fact, he asked the giant craftsmen, this sword of Cybers' lifetime is not irreparable, it just needs a treasure with the power of powerful water elements to reactivate it. According to the giant craftsmen, it is best to be the heart of the shallow sea - the treasure of the water element world, or at least the cold ice jewels, both of which Brando temporarily dares not think about.

Once Brando hit him, the only thing left opposite was the Dead Moon Knight and the undefeated spirit. He was also the two toughest enemies he had anticipated beforehand, especially the one behind him. He had long suspected that the guy must be very difficult, but never thought it would be that simple. The Dead Moon Knight could only be painstakingly supported within the scope of Frost Winger Sina's attack, but the Dead Spirit dressed in a long black cloak did not seem to have been affected at all, and Frost Winner Sina's ice wind did not even blow its cloak horn.

Fortunately, Brando had a backhand, and after seeing that dead spirit block Frost Winner Sina's glacial storm, he reached down to the cape and pulled out his weapon, thinking and not wanting to take out the soul crystal he had previously acquired, aiming at each other directly to excite the power in the soul crystal. A dark shadow lashed out of the dark crystal, as if it had not flown, directly skipped the space in the middle of the hall and accurately hit the head of the dead spirit.

But don't think that because it is dark magic, you can't cause any harm to the dead spirit. Such spells as Spike of the Soul, which directly harm the soul, have odd effects on the dead spirit. Because they are originally creatures driven by the magic of the soul and darkness, the power of the soul is their source, and the magic of hurting the soul can not only have an effect on them, but often double harm. The spiritual spike is a very advanced nine-ring spell in black magic. The power is conceivable. Even the powerful spirit has no luck. It leans back slightly at a moment in the middle of the trick, revealing a very painful appearance.

Yet the other side looked slightly, revealing a hidden half face under the hood shadow, Brando actually saw a white, pointed, feminine chin, and then the dead spirit made a painful grunt, which revealed her identity, clearly the voice of a cold woman.

A vampire?

A blood nobleman on the north side of the Sea of the Dead Moon?

Brando was slightly stunned, but his mind was stunned, his hands were not slow to react, the countless battle experiences in the game had long formed his instinct to fight, and there was absolutely no reason for him to stop once he made his move unless the enemy was completely dead. As soon as he turned these thoughts in his heart, his body had moved, his hand was a flashing sword, and the sword of the earth in his right hand took a black light and split it it into the high-ranking dead spirit that was still in agony.

He had long noticed that neither the Grey Crystal of Sister Xue, nor the glacial storm he had carried out with Frost Winner Sina, together with the previous black tentacles of Medfis and the Dead Moon Knight, had been attacked at all by Rorison's Dead Spirit, and the Skull Knight seemed to be guarding something in the hall, so long as it did not touch that thing, it did not move, and there was no reaction. With that in mind, he stopped hesitating, leaving a line of attention on the dead spirit of Rorison, and most of his spirit reverted to that high-ranking vampire lady.

But he was running out of time.

Because of this sword, Brando had a slight movement in his heart when he made the sword.

It's like a sword you've known before.

The blade seemed like a black lightning heap penetrating the chains of space and time, and the blade was almost at its starting point, but the tip of the blade had reached the high end of the dead, and the scene was so strange that two Brando shadows appeared simultaneously in space, as if there had been a serious disturbance in the flow of time - the first one was harvesting the sword and the latter was making a sword. At this moment, the Dead Moon Knight, standing in front of him, seemed to realize that someone had crossed his defensive line, and he turned back in shock and anger, slowly turning around, as if time had become a substantial fluid, binding his hands and feet.

This sword, almost arguably the ultimate sword Brando's swordsmanship has ever carried out since he crossed the world, about his swordsmanship - the fact that after the wind he spoke almost before leaving, and St. Mayfist the Grey Sword praises and even appreciates his swordsmanship. Because Brando had no fear of that high-ranking dead spirit for a moment before his sword was launched, he did everything he could to kill his enemy.

But in the moment of his sword, he finally remembered why he felt so familiar.

At that moment it was as if he had returned to the battlefield of Arkash, and the ghosts of the sky, the dragons, the bones and bodies of the mountains, as if the clouds of darkness were crushing against them. It was the same sword, representing the height of his time, and he felt something that he had touched the pinnacle of.

The ultimate secret of the universe if nothing exists.

The power that exists.

His sword swung, time, space, along with pure energy, became hypocritical, as if he had entered a wonderful world with no concepts in the ordinary sense, only endless silver lines, silver lines as if they constituted an entire world, sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and breezes blowing through forests, no longer real images, but countless Xuan 'o lines and grammars, as if they were an ancient language, describing the true meaning of the world.

At that moment he saw the mysteries of the world, the laws that bound the elements, descended upon the sea of raging magic, and the cold moonlight shone down from above the sea, forming a giant mountain —— that is the mountain of the summit.

But all the illusions broke in an instant, the blade continued to move forward, and time continued to flow, and the world of the law became fragmented, and the fragments were reconfigured, forming a scene in the basement hall, as if it were just a thousandth of a breath pause, and he had seen the face of the dead lady.

A thousandth of a moment goes by at this moment.

“Stop the Dead Moon Knight!” The White House gave its orders resolutely.

Medfis and Andrig's abyss suddenly wrapped their hands and feet around the Dead Moon Knight. They didn't want to do any harm to each other, they just stopped each other for a minute, and they wouldn't let the guy support the high-ranking spirit behind them. And at this time, Hippamilla finally unwrapped the package in her hand and took out the whole of Chongshan. She lifted her scepter and recited a byte in her mouth: "EAAM!” With a hammer striking the ground, the visible cracks of the naked eye stretched from where she hit the hammer, and instantly reached the foot of the Dead Moon Knight, who was directly shocked out and hit heavily against the wall on one side.

And at this point, Brando finally struck the vampire lady with a sword.

In a series of system prompts - your swordsmanship level has broken through to level 16; your swordsmanship level has broken through to level 17; your swordsmanship level has broken through to level 18; you have touched the Saints field and your swordsmanship level has broken through to level 19 - Brando has plunged into the vampire lady's head. The sword was replaced by no response time at all, and even Brando was confident that even at this moment he would be able to take the other's head off, even if he was at war with the lying witch Merietra, without the need for Coward to intervene.

But the vampire lady reacted at the last minute, and she finally pulled out her weapon from under the cape, which was a long, pitch-black sickle, and Brando knew as soon as he saw the sickle that there were dimensional holes as well, while he saw the sickle and understood its identity.

When, a sharp sound can pierce the metal interplay of the eardrum.

The vampire lady made a painful grunt and flew straight out, banging into the wall behind her, directly collapsing the wall of the gun and burying her with a bang. But just moments later, the rubble buried on the vampire lady buried in the vampire burst into flames, and the smoke grew again in the lobby, and she coughed and climbed out of the rubble, looking up at Brando with some dismay.

The hood on her head had long been torn into powder by the impact, revealing her true face under the hood.

In fact, that's not really the real face, that's half the mask that covered the top half of her face, and that mask was weird, half black, half white, half crying, half laughing, and a drop of black tears were painted on the half of her face that cried. Brando saw the mask completely and who it was.

“Black knight, white. ”

“Hey, do you recognize me?” The woman whispered, she coughed twice, and she reacted: “I see, it was Metisa who told you. ”

“Metisa?” This time it was Brando's turn, he could recognize this guy because he was naturally a big famous guy in the game, the Black Knight of the Four Horsemen of the Maddala Apocalypse, white. The White Knight of the Four has been killed by him in this world, but none of the three remaining are simple. He counted the time. At this time, this woman should have obtained the legacy of O'Kang Hin, King of Bone Dragons. No wonder she has this strength.

Black Knight White is said to have the power to jump to the top of the Four Knights after receiving the legacy of the King of Bone Dragons. At this time, she should at least have the strength above the extreme realm.

Brando had a heart attack. Fortunately, he had snuck up on each other with a spiritual spike before. Then, when he attacked, he realized something. He actually remembered his swordsmanship realm in the game. Otherwise, the sword was really dangerous. There was a dangerous light in his eyes, as he had seen the almost untraceable grey realm behind the Black Knight unfolding slowly, unlike the grey realm of St. Mayfist the Grey Sword, which was undoubtedly the power of the elements of the soul.

The highest element of the soul, the pale wild.

This guy is quietly unfolding the extreme plain.

Brando said he was glad he had seen too many polar masters. Otherwise, he had been fooled by this woman, but he also admired the black knight, and immediately thought of using smoke to conceal his extreme plains. She must have fallen into the wall intentionally to create the atmosphere at the moment, but it also reflected from the side that she was not badly injured, otherwise there was no need to play with these little tricks.

With that in mind, Brando settled down, and he didn't reveal his little trick, but asked unwittingly: "Do you know Metisa? ”

At this point, he glanced at the former Moon Knight as he was climbing up from the ground. White also looked in that direction, as if she had no intention of war. She smiled and made an empty voice: “Of course, Metisa is my only sister. If you dare to fail her, I will not spare you. ”

“Wait... you said Metissa was...? Are you…?” Brando didn't pretend to be surprised, he looked at the woman with some shock, thinking this was a joke, that Metissa was the little princess of the Silver Elf Empire, and that she was the last princess in the Battle of the Saints, isn't that her sister?

Indeed, he nodded in vain: “It is indeed my past identity, but the battle of the saints has passed for too long, I no longer want to mention this identity, I was sorry to Metissa before I was born, nor have I seen her face to face again, I hope that you can treat her well, although you are a princess, she is a kind and simple girl.” By hearing this, Brando had fully identified herself, if not the great princess of the Silver Elf Empire, at least as someone close to Metissa at the time, otherwise she would not have known these secrets.

His expression became slightly more serious, but as if to see Brando's divine colour, he smiled with a white smile: "Lord, you are interested in these tablets. My purpose is Sir Rorison's dead spirit. Since you are Lord Metisa, we do not have to fight. What do we need to do? ”

Brando smiled coldly when he heard this: “In that case, why didn't Miss Bai put away her field first? ”

Hearing this phrase, her face changed dramatically and she jumped like a frightened cat. Instead of immediately putting away her extreme power, she accelerated her speed and tried to pull Brando into her realm. But before she could finish the masterpiece, her face had changed again, as she had even seen with some fear that Brando had suddenly taken a long cone out of the void.

At that moment, she finally understood why Brando had no fear.

Himself in a bad way.

“No!” screamed White: “I'm Metissa's sister, you can 't-- ah!” The scream finally turned into a gruesome cry. Brando wouldn't listen to any explanation, whether she was Metisa's sister or not, but first insert the demon cone, and then, anyway, while this thing would greatly hurt a person's power system and even completely destroy her understanding of the law, it would be difficult to kill a person directly, except for Williams, of course, the arrogant bastard.

The white extreme plain broke apart between hectares, as if she had been seriously trembled and knelt down, and even turned her white eyes. She shivered and looked at Brando, pointing at him and shivered: “You… you actually have this thing… this dimensional hole… I, I see, Amman is dead in your hands… I see…” This poor Miss Black Knight's words were not finished, suddenly another grunt, this was the spiritual spike lurking in her soul imprint to launch a second attack, already seriously injured, she could no longer hold on, her eyes directly fainted.

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(PS: From the last day of last month until now, the 21st should have changed 22 chapters. It hasn't broken a day. No matter what happens to Calvin, I still insist on updating the code for the day. Sometimes it starts in the morning the previous night, and it takes hours to think about it. After all, I still hope to be able to update it to the end at once and finish at least one of my own pieces. This month's eyes have passed by two-thirds, and now I have the audacity to ask for a monthly ticket. I hope you can support my efforts. Thank you very much ~)