Act 64 The King of the Underground (15)

No matter how sharp Brando's ears are, he would not eavesdrop on the conversation of a few ordinary teenagers dozens of meters away. What's more, he was seizing the time to get familiar with the long sword in his hand - it was a magic sword - but it was a very ordinary one, slightly lighter than an ordinary long sword.

This sword is at best a low-magic item. Brando has actually used a similar sword before, but it was just an excessive equipment. He can no longer remember the name.

The young man flicked the sword casually, and the wind swept out made two shallow traces on the sand. This action fell in Kuran's eyes and made him light up slightly. "It is indeed the White Crow Swordsmanship -" The old man had recovered from his previous surprise, but he immediately raised his eyebrows again.

"The White Crow Swordsmanship is one of the secret swordsmanship in Eruin's court. How did this kid learn it?" He wondered secretly in his heart.

But the same action also caused controversy in the eyes of teenagers——

"What is he doing?" Maher saw the white light flashing on Brando's sword and the sand around him was filled with smoke. He couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion.

"Are you making smoke?" Choka replied uncertainly: "Looking for opportunities to defeat the enemy in the smoke. Do you need to use your brain to know the battle, Maher?"

"Isn't it true that he can't see others in the smoke?"

Qiao Ka suffocated and rolled his eyes angrily: "That must have some special skills, otherwise someone would cause trouble for him? You can figure it out after just thinking about it for a while -"

But Ke Wen interrupted them. He looked at it for a long time and finally confirmed this: "He is getting familiar with the sword."

"Familiar with swords?"

"That sword was given to him by Captain Kuran." Someone said.

But is it really okay to change swords before the battle? These teenagers have never seen the world again, and they understand that this must have an impact. They can't help but look towards the field - at this time Brando has stopped what he is doing and seems to be ready.

Medissa stood behind the young man holding a long silver shuttle. Because she went deep underground, her unicorn did not follow as usual. But even on the ground, the silver elves' ancient combat skills are no less impressive.

Kuran had experienced this before and did not dare to look down on this little girl.

The door to the north of the arena opened again, and what appeared behind it was the same three-headed hell dog that had died once before. This giant beast had its claws on the ground, and its three huge heads let out a series of deep roars. , three pairs of blood-red eyes looked around,

It seems to be searching for its previous enemy.

Its appearance caused a sigh, as if some people did not expect that this thing would come back to life.

But this time, after the last experience, this monster from the underground of the Sulfur River seems to have learned well. It waited for the master of the arena to release the chain for it, and then entered the arena with its black and red fur fluttering.

It snorted, showed a cautious look, and cautiously approached Brando and Medisa in a circle.

It seemed to others that the big dog had learned its lesson, but Kuran smelled something unusual in the air.

The old man stared at the center of the arena, his nose moved, and he couldn't help but frown and complained, "The little guy can't control his own momentum, and the entire arena is shrouded in his energy. In comparison, That little girl is much gentler..."

His brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "But what is this smell, an element? What element is this? It's a bit weird..."

Because the surroundings are getting colder and colder, white frost even appears on the sand on the walls, and the flow of air tends to stop, as if the entire space is filled with a sinking, still feeling.

Even the group of teenagers dozens of meters away felt as if their bodies were stuck in a quagmire, not to mention the three-headed hell dog directly in front of Brando.

The young man stared at the big dog's huge blood-red eyes with a dull expression. But the latter feeling is not so good - the Cerberus feels as if a heavy mountain is pressing on its body, and its front and rear paws are covered with a pair of strong shackles. Not to mention attacking, it is difficult to even move forward.

The Cerberus subconsciously lowered its three huge heads, as if to fight against this unstoppable force.

"Huh?" Kuran was slightly startled.

At this moment, the words 'stillness and stability' were extremely clear in Brando's mind. He felt as if he could touch that rule - just like when he fought with Kabasi, the power of the elements It's as if it's in your hand, ready to be used at any time.

He knew this feeling was just an illusion. Compared to the golden stage, the power of elements is like a trigger attribute and is uncontrollable.

But now, this property is clearly triggered.

Everyone, including the teenagers, noticed something was wrong. They saw the huge, two-story-tall beast lying down in front of Brando, with its limbs and chin on the ground - just like a minister surrendering to the emperor.

It had to surrender because the huge force made it unable to move.

The young man stood there motionless, looking at each other, as if he accepted such a surrender with peace of mind.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and Kuran was even more dumbfounded - what is this element? Do you have a domineering spirit?

"Medissa, come on." But Brando only said softly. Unlike everyone else, he only felt such a powerful force shouting in his heart, roaring to rule everything, like a terrifying giant. The beast will break out of its shell anytime and anywhere.

He even had the illusion that as long as he raised his hand, the world would collapse.

Power like a god.

Then the little silver elf princess moved, and the long silver shuttle in her hand turned into a silver line extending forward, the tip of which flashed with the cold light of death.

Time seemed to be stretched by this blow. Everyone saw the concise silver line drawing a semicircle along the arena, and then slowly approaching the Cerberus from one side.

As long as it moves forward, it can penetrate the three huge heads of the demon with one blow.

But at the last moment, under the pressure of Bi's approaching death, the big dog finally broke free from Brando's elemental power. It tried its best to raise its head and jumped back, clearly avoiding the fatal blow.

Unfortunately, a strange thought flashed through Brando's mind, as if he felt that the world was under his control. He just pulled the giant beast back with just a thought. With a soft sound of 'chi', Medissa raised her spear with her small body, and the long silver shuttle pierced three huge heads, then lifted the unlucky three-headed hell dog up and threw it forward.

Its body fell with a thud into the sand.

Kill with one blow.

The teenagers, including Maher, were all stunned.

Kuran almost thought he heard the sound of his chin hitting the ground. The old man couldn't help but subconsciously touched his chin with his hand to confirm whether the part was still on his body.

He was extremely shocked by the spatial elements.

"That's..." Qiao Ka felt as if his throat was stuck by someone, and the second half of his sentence was stuck in his stomach. But no one laughed at him, because everyone was the same.

Brando himself also caught this. He looked at his hands and was a little unsure. Whether it is space locking or time stopping, they are already infinitely close to the power of existence.

But he was surprised when Medissa had already returned to him: "Lord?" She asked in surprise. The girl who was the one who made the blow certainly felt it stronger than anyone else.

But Brando waved his hand, and he was still unable to confirm it. At this time, a rumbling voice sounded from above the arena:

"Mortal, do you want to continue the challenge?"

"Of course." The young man replied with some inexplicable excitement, but also some worries about gains and losses.

Evarian soon entered.

"I'll do it this time." Brando said. He could feel that his control over the elements was gradually declining as he passed his peak period. He had to try it as soon as possible to confirm his doubts.

Medissa looked at him, probably guessing his intention, and nodded slightly.

Brando put down his sword with his right hand and walked towards the gray dwarf lord.

The icy aura was once again overwhelming and pressing towards the opponent.

Evarian was slightly startled and snorted softly. The gray dwarf immediately gave up the arrogant and relaxed attitude he showed when he entered the field, pretending to be relaxed in order to put pressure on his opponent. His two small eyes sparkled under his savage helmet. He took the warhammer off his shoulder with some solemnity and held it with both hands. , the center of gravity moved down and entered the fighting posture.

This time even Joka could see it. It was a kind of vigilance that the beast instinctively reacts to when it encounters danger——

But is that young man really that scary?

He stared at Brando carefully, and could not imagine that the young man who had dealt with him and had a somewhat easy-going attitude would be dangerous enough to make this steel fortress-like dwarf nervous just by looking at it.

He may be a bit powerful, but he is so young after all! Choka recalled his own experience. In fact, Brando's reaction was similar to that of the cavalry guards in the mining area. He thought their strength should be about the same.

Although that is already considered very powerful in the eyes of this young man.

But he immediately knew that he was terribly wrong, because Brando had already struck. In order to seize the last opportunity, the young people charged as soon as they took action.

In the eyes of others, it is fast - incredibly fast. They couldn't capture Brando's progress at all. They could only see his figure disappear and then appear, as if he had moved instantaneously and had arrived in front of Evarian.

The space left a rippling ripple behind him——

The gray dwarf was stunned, but his rich combat experience made him howl and raise his war hammer with both hands to block. But his movements were frozen at this moment. Brando's sword edge was between existence and non-existence - as if illusion passed through his defense line, passed through the gap between his helmet and breastplate, and penetrated his throat.

The dwarf's eyes widened, and he only had time to make a soft sound.

Brando stopped in front of him like a ghost, one hand pressed on his war hammer, his right hand gently drew back the sword, bringing out a blood splash, and then the heavy fortress fell to the ground. . Black blood slowly spread out from under the dwarf's body.

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