Act 161 Atomization

Scene 161 Atomization

The closing of the wall in the clouds shows that the magic power is flowing back, and the influence of the big tide has become more and more obvious. Brando raised his head and looked at the holy multi-headed dragon occupying half of the sky in the mountains, and it was difficult to breathe for a while.

Even if it's a projection, this thing is at least over a hundred levels.

Neither he nor Ortales spoke, both of them were thinking about how to get through this difficult situation. Brando looked around and saw a huge rock not far away. He felt a little calm and began to consider how possible it was to avoid the sight of the saint's multi-headed dragon behind it.

He took a gentle breath to regulate his breathing, and encouraged himself in his mind: There have been situations in the game that were more dangerous than this in the past. There is no reason to be afraid just because there is only one chance.

Such as the raid on Madala's Nirurishe Castle, and the subsequent war at Dragon's Lair.

As long as every step was perfect, Brando recalled his past experiences and felt confident returning to his body - the adventurous factor flowing in Sophie's blood began to burn.

He took another breath, stretched out his hand to grab the roots of the tree outside, and tried to climb out of the tree hole quietly; under the cover of the layers of tree canopy, he could only hope to avoid the sight of the huge monster. Lando stayed close to the ground and prepared to crawl out bit by bit along the root system of the tree——

"Little guy?" Ortales was stunned. She didn't expect Brando to be so bold.

"Hiding here is not an option. That thing will not leave for a while. It seems to have discovered something," Brando said in his heart: "I doubt that the Gray Sword Saint and Veronica are dead."

"What are you going to do?" Although it was in her heart, Otales still lowered her voice unconsciously due to the influence of the surrounding environment.

"Go behind the rock first, and then see if you can use the environment to leave this place. As long as you leave for three or four miles, the Saint Hydra should not be able to see what's going on under the forest."

That's quite a long distance, are you so sure? ——Otales looked at Brando without asking about this. Because she knew that since Brando had made up his mind, he must have such a determination. She could see this from the fire of adventure burning in the young lord's eyes.

This kind of Brando is beyond Ortales's knowledge, but he is much more likeable to her than the steady and rational Brando.

Brando said nothing,

Carefully climb out of the tree hole. He lay on the ground like a lizard in the mud, not even daring to take a breath. Sometimes he even felt like a light on his back.

Although the weather was obviously cold and dry, sweat could not stop falling from his forehead.

It took Brando several minutes to crawl out of the tree hole, and then nearly another minute to turn his head. After doing all this, he remained motionless, feeling that his heart was beating hollowly and powerfully, one beat after another, thumping.

Brando waited for almost half a minute, but the Saint Hydra standing in the valley didn't seem to notice this. He breathed a sigh of relief and reached towards Akane under the tree hole:

"Come up, Akane."

Qian stood in the tree hole below and didn't know what was happening above. She could only wait anxiously for news from Brando. She raised her head and saw Brando reaching out to her. She was slightly startled before putting her hand in Brando's.

"Qian, no matter what you see for a while, you must not make a sound." Brando grabbed Qian's hand and seriously reminded him that he could trust this red-haired girl, but he had to be careful in everything.

Akane nodded vigorously.

Then Brando pulled her up from under the tree hole. Sure enough, the girl was shocked when she saw the terrifying figure of the saint hydra among the mountains, but she didn't make a sound as promised.

Brando gave her a thumbs up in recognition.

But this is just a successful beginning.

Then he carefully climbed out of the tree hole with Qian, leaning down and using the criss-crossing root systems of the tall trees to get closer to the rock. The distance from the tree hole to the rock was only twenty-three meters. In the past, this To them, the distance was just the blink of an eye, but walking and walking at this moment seemed like a long century had passed.

The Saint Multi-headed Dragon stood in the valley. It was slowly turning around, and its huge tail swept over the two people's heads from above the forest more than once, making them break out in cold sweats.

When the two figures merged into the shadow behind the huge rock, they almost felt like they were exhausted. Akane was okay, but Brando felt that his back was almost soaked with sweat.

He let out a long breath and began to figure out what to do next. His eyes crossed the shadows of the trees. Fortunately, there were not many open areas with towering ancient trees in the black forest.

He calculated the side near the northern ridge. If he could enter the valley on the other side there, it would be enough to avoid the eyes of the saint's multi-headed dragon.

The distance was less than two miles, less than half of what was originally expected.

However, there was some trouble in the middle. They had to pass through a small stream that crossed the valley. If the shrubs on the beaches on both sides of the stream were not enough to provide cover for the two of them, then this action would become very dangerous.

But he weighed the pros and cons in his mind and decided to just do it. Being indecisive on the battlefield is not a good habit. A good fighter must first have confidence in himself - if he can't even believe he can do it, then he probably can't do it.

And Brando happens to be the best among player warriors.

He and Akane rested behind the rock for about a minute, during which the Saint Multi-headed Dragon was slowly moving along the valley. It seemed to be looking for something, with fifteen heads dangling in the sky.

The two of them didn't dare to say anything. After counting for fifty seconds, Brando made a gesture to the red-haired girl next to him, and then the two of them rushed out like lightning.

They rose and fell under the shadow of a huge oak tree, holding their breath, as if waiting for their fate to be pronounced.

But the Saint Hydra still didn't pay attention to this side. The white mountain had already advanced halfway into the valley. Its movements seemed clumsy and slow, but Brando knew that it was actually an illusion.

——If you can span hundreds of meters in one step, you will know that the so-called slow is just a relative term.

Brando's next target is a hornbeam forest by the river. The dense branches and leaves of the hornbeam plant are the best cover for hunters in the mountains, and they are no exception.

They walked quietly along the woodland to the river. During the process, Akane accidentally stepped on a dead branch. When a clear "crackling" sound was heard, the two of them felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

But luckily, luck was on their side this time. The Saint Multi-Headed Dragon seemed to have noticed something moving on the other side of the valley. It raised its fifteen heads and roared at the same time, and then slowly turned around that way.

The white mist-like tail once again swept over the forest.

Is it Veronica or Mephistopheles? Brando didn't know, but at this time he could only wish the other party good luck, and at the same time seize the opportunity to rush forward, Qian followed closely, and the two quickly crossed the wormwood bushes at the edge of the forest, which continued to the edge of the forest. Pebbles are exposed near the valley.

The creek was almost dozens of feet away, and both of them were a little out of breath. Although they had run no more than a mile at most, they shouldn't feel tired at all based on their physical strength. However, the high tension accelerated the consumption of physical strength, and the two of them were exhausted. Everyone feels a little overwhelmed.

Brando glanced back when he ran to the edge of the valley. At this moment, the valley was almost exactly the straight-line distance between them and the hill-like Saint Multi-headed Dragon - that is, two or three thousand meters.

It sounds very far, but for this mythical creature, it is only a few steps away. The tail of this behemoth is probably nearly a kilometer long.

This thing is impossible to fight at all. In Brando's memory, the only thing that can rival it is the evil dragon whose lair diameter alone reaches hundreds of miles.

He patted his face and recovered from the tragic hunting experience known as the Dragon's Nest War. The Saint Hydra is attacking an entity at the other end of the valley. Its fifteen huge heads fly through the clouds and mist, and dive from time to time at targets thousands of meters below.

This makes Brando a little strange. It is impossible for Veronica and Mephistopheles to run so far away in an instant - is there someone else?

With this doubt, he turned back and parted the grass, and was about to step out, but at this moment Brando suddenly felt a strong force coming from the left. He felt his shoulders tighten - and immediately realized that the grass was There were other people inside, but the reaction had been slower, and the force had already grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Lord!" Akane saw a hand reaching out from the grass and pulled Brando in instantly. She was startled and subconsciously pulled out the dagger on her boots.

But she immediately saw a familiar face.

Veronica held Brando with one hand and held the sword against Akane's chest with one hand.

"Ms. Veronica?" Brando was first surprised when he saw the person who caught him - he had not forgotten that he had lost three important figures in the Cruz Empire, and he knew it better than anyone else. , at least two of the three young masters and ladies have been killed by the Wither Lord.

"Shh," the imperial goddess of war looked serious. She looked above her head, then lowered her head and said to the two of them: "If you want to survive, don't make a sound!"

Brando was startled at first, but suddenly realized something. He raised his head and followed Veronica's gaze, and sure enough he saw that although the Saint Hydra was attacking the target at the other end of the valley, the mist on its body spread and gradually enveloped the sky above the entire forest.

Atomize!

Brando was shocked. He originally thought that the cloud was just a way of projection of the ancestral beast, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Veronica's reminder made him understand that it might not be an ancestral beast at all, but the mist between the valleys itself.

This is what the druids encountered.

Brando immediately thought of this.

He lowered his head and looked at Veronica, knowing in his heart that this woman had saved his life. If the mist itself was part of the saint's multi-headed dragon, then the entire valley should be under the other's surveillance at this time.

As soon as he leaves the densely wooded area, he will be captured immediately.

But why did Veronica save him?

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