Act 154 Dawn(6)

elements?

Brando has considered this, but the expression of this element is a bit strange. time? It seems a bit similar. He has seen the element of time in past games. No, it shouldn't be called the element of time - it should be called the existential power of time.

But that is also a legendary story of a face fighter defeating an RMB fighter. It is one of the most widely circulated legends among players in the late game; he is fortunate enough to know everything about this existential power, at least he knows that the retroactive property of time is in The performance during local control was very similar to the situation he encountered now.

But whether it is completely consistent remains to be discussed.

Because words like stability don’t seem to appear in the description of time.

Brando felt someone approaching from behind, it was Qian. The red-haired girl was slightly injured in the previous fight - she limped behind him, silently took off her sword, and then handed it to him. Brandopin reached out and took the sword, but this time he was not in a hurry to continue the attack.

Because just now, the 'Detection' skill that had been on prompted him that a new and unfamiliar breath appeared on the battlefield——

Roscoe? But Roscoe shouldn't be that strong.

Is it a new enemy?

To stop him from killing Kabasi?

Brando watched without saying a word as the skeleton struggled to get up in the smoke and dust, but after trying a few times, he knelt down again. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured before; and he looked not far away. Kerenthia and his mercenaries, led by Medisa, are driving Grudin's broken private army toward the inner city.

"You came."

Brando deliberately relaxed himself and didn't look at the girl next to him, he just asked.

"You...you know?" Qian raised her head and looked at him in surprise. She obviously followed her alone, but it was obvious from Brando's tone that she had discovered her existence early on.

But then she lowered her head in silence. She knew that this young man was very opinionated on certain things, and when she acted rashly alone, she had already thought that it might cause dissatisfaction on the other side. She thought that even though he was such a lovable business lady, he could not bear to blame her, let alone herself.

She remained silent, not intending to refute; she thought that as long as she didn't blame Sanford and the others, that would be enough. She was used to acting alone, so she was punished as long as she was punished. The feeling of not being taken seriously - she was used to it anyway.

"I noticed it when you went out with me,

Don't forget that the container of God's blood is still on me," Brando smiled softly: "Besides, with your character, I would be surprised if you didn't follow up..."

how come?

The red-haired girl frowned and looked at Brando questioningly.

"What are you thinking about now?" Brando glanced around, still asking motionless.

The red-haired girl suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but stare at the latter alertly: "Sir, don't go to Sanfude and the others to cause trouble. I work alone and take responsibility alone."

"Where did you go?"

"Isn't that so?" Qian lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

"Of course not. I kept you in the team because you are friends with Sanford and the others. So I never regarded you as a subordinate. As for what you think of it, I respect your choice——"

"Not a teammate?"

"No, I'm just not a subordinate."

Akane lowered her eyelids.

Brando did not look back at her. He thought that he might be able to guess some of the thoughts in the mind of this girl with both strong and weak personality; he thought that if it were not for the mercenaries of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, she might be more willing to go. Find a secluded place and quietly wait for death to come.

Protecting others is also protecting herself, but instead it becomes the link between her and the world. Macaro's harm to her was so deep that it would be difficult for anyone to make up for it, let alone him, an outsider.

But as an outsider, he couldn't say much, so he could only change the topic and said: "Actually, it's not just me, Medissa and Kabasi also know that you are nearby."

The red-haired girl was stunned.

"Your life energy is too strong and you don't know how to hide it. It's as dazzling as the sun in the eyes of the undead."

"But it -" Akane asked.

Brando saw Kabasi finally standing up staggeringly from the ruins, but he didn't seem to intend to take action. He just looked over there and said, "Kabaisi's ax was just to force you out. I thought you should be able to see that——"

"sorry."

"Nothing," Brando replied, "Thank you."

Akane was slightly startled, raised her head and glanced at the young man, then lowered her head again.

Brando looked forward. He suddenly looked away from Kabasi and looked in the direction of Metisha. The Silver Elf Princess raised her eyebrows slightly, as if sensing something, she turned the unicorn's head and raised her spear horizontally——

The mercenaries stopped immediately.

Although their nominal commander is still Kerenthia, this silver elf girl's performance in the previous battle has deeply impressed them - whether it is bravery or wisdom, even the silver-haired middle-aged servant The Corps Commander himself had to admit that the gap between himself and Medisa was too far.

What's more, they originally thought that only Grudin's private army was participating in this battle, but now that Madala's side has joined forces, these people were at a loss for a while. After all, the Black Rose War had just passed, and those The terror of the undead army still lingers in the hearts of everyone in this region.

In such situations, they have to subconsciously rely on those who can take control of the situation.

For example, Medissa.

For example, Brando.

"Lord?" Medisa's voice came from her heart: "Aren't you going to pursue me?"

"The undead still have reinforcements."

Brando looked around, and the dormant aura on the battlefield had become obvious, but apparently the other party hadn't realized that he had discovered it yet——

The young man looked in a certain direction and frowned slightly. The black mist shaking in the shadow caught his attention: What a high-end dark curtain!

The young man's heart tightened.

"Medissa, be careful!" Brando yelled in his heart, but it was still a little late, because before that, a black shadow had shot towards the silver elf princess on the back of the unicorn, and the weapons clashed with each other with a 'bang' sharp sound. Then Brando saw the elf girl being knocked away far away and falling into the crowd.

"Silver Elf?" The black shadow said softly after succeeding in the attack. But he immediately retreated backwards, like a black line that repeatedly refracted on the surrounding buildings. After several consecutive ups and downs, he landed in the middle of the road——

Brando finally saw what the other party looked like.

The familiar black chainmail and cloak immediately made the young man take a breath of air. When his eyes fell on the scythe held tightly in the opponent's sharp metal gloves, his heart suddenly sank.

But what made his pupils shrink the most was the strange metal mask of the other party that was crying and laughing at the same time.

That is one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the just judge, Bai.

Although Brando had already expected that after yesterday's conflict, Madara and Grudin would place more people in the city. But what he didn't expect was that this difficult guy would appear in front of him.

Of course, in this era, the title Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse does not yet exist. But among these four guys, the strongest one should be the Green Knight, Malfoy, who is currently the commander of the 'Wolf Plague' Legion.

As for who among the four knights he is least willing to meet, it must be this mysterious black knight, the fair judge-White.

There is no other reason, it's because the other party is too smart. Not only is he personally powerful, but he is also an excellent commander. With it here, Brando feels that his plan may be greatly compromised. He couldn't help but subconsciously looked back to the south and west. I'm afraid it would be difficult to hide his plan from this outstanding commander who was called the 'balance on the battlefield', but fortunately -

This may be the only luck.

The opponent he was most afraid of actually appeared on the move he was most confident about. Otherwise, meeting this guy at the final stage of a game would be really a headache.

He couldn't help but clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and while his palms were sweating, he had already made up his mind to keep this guy here all day and night. An insignificant guy like Kabasi can be dealt with as he pleases, but Shiro must stay.

"Bai Tiamas Qiu Yue." Brando forced himself to calm down and said: "In the legend of Madara, the 'balance on the battlefield' - Mr. Tagus, who seems to be missing one eye, is right. I took it very seriously, and even sent his deputy here."

As soon as he said these words, there was silence on the battlefield.

The title 'Scale of the Battlefield' is not well-known in Eruin, but the title of Tagus' deputy is enough to make everyone feel thunderous. In fact, when the mercenaries who were helping Medisa up from the ground heard this sentence, they almost couldn't help but throw their weapons to the ground with a clang - Kabasi, Tagus' deputy, what exactly is going on? What's going on? How come these names that only exist in legends appear one by one in this remote and remote place tonight as if they are going to the market.

Especially Kerenthia. This silver-haired middle-aged man almost had to hold back to prevent his already pale face from becoming even paler. At first, he thought he was standing in the right direction, but now it seems - he sees Looking at Bai Bai and then looking at Brando, he couldn't help but feel regretful and his intestines were blue.

No matter which of the two parties it is, he shouldn't get involved at all!

The black knight was also slightly startled.

"It seems that you are very familiar with us," a magnetic voice came from under the metal mask: "Human, you are not Viscount Gunstine. Nor is it Brando of Butch - you said you are a Highland knight, but Black It’s impossible for the tower wizard to know Madara so well.”

"It looks like our investigation into you has completely failed, human."

He sneered: "But I have a personal guess. In fact, I suspect that you are an 'ancestor'——"

Ancestors! ?

Brando immediately heard Qian making a soft 'ah' sound behind him.

…(To be continued,)