Act 193 Final Moments (9)

Act 193 The Final Moment (9)

However, Mephistopheles showed strength, and Andersa immediately wanted to use strength to subdue the other party. Both of them are arrogant people. However, giant plant is an eighth-level Druid spell, and it is also the highest-level Druid spell that a tree herder can cast. Its effect is to increase the strength of the magical plant by more than ten times due to its size.

In other words, the power of the vines commanded by Andersa at this time is no less than that of warriors who have truly enlightened their elements.

The dragon-like plants weaved a net in mid-air. Under Andersa's command, they blocked any of Mephisto's escape routes. The Gray Sword Master had no choice but to go head-on. confrontation.

But Mephistopheles took his time. He slowly stopped, then raised his head and looked at these giant tentacles waving in mid-air.

Tentacles rushed toward him——

He raised his sword, and the 'Grey World' opened instantly, and then he held the sword in both hands and swung it from bottom to top. Although they were obviously nearly a hundred meters apart, Brando and Faina suddenly felt the whole world at that moment. The world went dark.

It seems that there is only the trace of the gray sword in Mephisto's hand between heaven and earth. The gray line extends upward along a diagonal line, dividing the whole world into two.

Then time stopped.

There was a sound of something cracking, and the tentacles in mid-air were all broken from the roots at the same time, and green juice gushes out from the breaks. You can imagine the scene of countless giant dragons being split into two in mid-air and hanging downward.

It was absolutely spectacular.

Then the broken plants fell backward one after another. From mid-air, it looked like a chrysanthemum blooming in the forest, but the chrysanthemum was green; the vines suddenly fell to the ground, falling into the forest and instantly sweeping up an ancient tree, and smoke was everywhere. .

Mephistopheles was obviously exhausted after using this sword. He put the sword on the ground and took a breath.

But Andersa didn't have a hard time either. The spell she was guiding was completely destroyed in an instant, and the spell backlash almost caused her to explode and die. This woman finally gritted her teeth and abandoned her troops to protect her commander. Her left hand exploded into a piece of green sauce with a 'pop', allowing all the magic power to be completely released from there before she could barely save her life.

Andesa snorted and looked at Mephisto below fiercely. She had never suffered such a big loss when fighting against the great mentors of the Silver Alliance.

Because the wizards are cautious and their attacks are predictable, unlike this warrior-born guy who attacks like he doesn't care about his life and falls into a passive position accidentally.

"Hamil, how long are you going to wait, you bastard?" She finally couldn't help roaring: "Do you want to sit on the sidelines and gain the greatest benefits?"

Mephistopheles was shocked when he heard this shout. He didn't expect that this woman had helpers? Although he had gained a lot of benefits from the previous sword, that sword was issued by gathering the power of almost the entire 'Grey Realm'. Now he is unable to continue, and even the scattered elements cannot be reunited.

He took a breath, immediately raised his head and looked around, and immediately saw a man wearing a golden-red sacrificial robe walking out from behind the smoke.

"Are you a priest of the Temple of Fire?" Mephistopheles frowned as soon as he saw this man's attire.

At this time, Brando, who was on the other side, also saw the appearance of the visitor clearly. Priest Amman almost passed by them - of course, even if he passed through them, it would have no effect, but Brando confirmed After this person was indeed the dead Anman, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Because although this man does have the appearance of Anman, his face is as gray as a layer of wax, and there are black corpse spots here and there on his body. This is not what a living person should look like at all, but more like an undead.

In Brando's view, this looks a bit like casting the resurrection of the dead spell. This spell is Warnd's famous evil spell. Casting this spell can transform a person into an undead at the moment of death, but casting it A part of the subject's soul needs to be separated and placed in a container in advance.

Of course, this container cannot be a jar or a box, but must be a living person without a soul. As for how a living person can become an empty vessel without a soul, this is self-evident.

This forbidden technique is strictly prohibited by major temples, and only Madara's necromancers and some cultists will study it.

Therefore, Brando confirmed the moment he saw Amman that this guy was definitely an undercover agent. However, his relationship with Andersa did not look like a tree shepherd. In fact, there are countless cults in Warnd, among which The Union of All Things and the Tree Shepherds are just two of the more powerful groups.

Others like the Silver Serpent and the Goat-Headed Cultists also have their terrifying legends everywhere.

But Brando couldn't help but squint his eyes when he saw the dark ring on Amman's hand. It seemed that this guy had no intention of returning to the temple since his death, so naturally he no longer had to hide his identity - that ring It is the symbol of the unity of all things.

"It's really him, Priest Amman!" Faina whispered.

Brando nodded: "The unity of all things has penetrated the human world thoroughly."

Although close at hand, Amman did not hear the conversation between Brando and Faina. He just smiled at Mephistopheles: "Good eyesight, but that's just my past identity."

"The priest of the dignified temple turned out to be a cultist. The Cruz people are really depraved." Mephistopheles glanced at Amman and said with some disdain.

"Count Mephistopheles, I don't agree with what you say. The priest of Amman is just a very rare example hidden among them. Besides, the priest is not a Cruz person. How can you generalize?"

A voice suddenly said from the other side of the fog.

Brando couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this voice, Veronica, why is she here? But what surprised him even more was that it sounded like the Cruzian goddess of war was from the same group as Mephistopheles. How did they get together?

He thought that even if the world collapsed, the Gray Sword Master would never compromise with any Cruz person.

But before Veronica could finish her words, a green light flashed on the other side of the mist. At that time, Amman was about to attack Mephisto, who was unable to move, but suddenly there was the sound of flapping wings in the mist, and then a green bird suddenly broke out of the mist, flapping its wings and flew towards him.

The birds seemed to be made of light, and their azure indigo color was so beautiful that it took your breath away. But Anman couldn't help but change his face when he saw this thing. There was danger hidden in this beautiful thing. Any feather on their body was sharper than a real long sword.

Because they themselves are made of Veronica's sword energy.

"Wall of the sky!" Faina couldn't help shouting as soon as she saw these cyan birds: "It's Lady Veronica!"

Anman immediately retreated. Eight runes appeared around him, and then a hexagonal wall of light suddenly appeared in front of the cyan birds. The birds hit it one by one, causing ripples, but eventually disappeared.

Brando recognized that the spell was the Holy Shield, one of the most powerful defensive spells in the Temple of Fire. The effect of the spell was originally to block all attacks, but when Amman cast it, the effect was obviously much weaker, and he seemed to become undead. After that, his affinity for this type of magic also dropped a lot.

Perhaps in a few days, Anman will completely lose these magical skills, but at least for now he can barely be regarded as a powerful priest.

Amman took a step back and looked warily at the lady who came out from behind the mist. But Brando looked at the long sword in Veronica's hand with a strange expression. If he read correctly, that sword should be the Gray Sword Master's backup weapon-the rune sword Gunis.

When did the relationship between these two people get so good that they can even exchange spare weapons? Could it be that the Gray Sword Master's hatred for the Cruz people is actually just a hoax? Or did Veronica cast some kind of fascination spell on the guy?

Brando looked at Veronica and couldn't help but think a little maliciously that although the imperial goddess of war was over a hundred years old, she only looked like she was in her early thirties. For Mavis, Still very attractive.

Although the Gray Sword Master is younger, the age difference is not big. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Could it be that the Gray Sword Master really had an eye-to-eye with the Empire's female war goddess? Doesn't it seem impossible to settle grudges with a smile?

"Hey, Faina," he couldn't help but ask: "Why are they together? Could it be that Ms. Veronica used the legendary beauty trap on Mephistopheles?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Veronica-sama wouldn't do that!" Faina also stared at this scene dumbfounded and said with a little lack of confidence.

But Brando was talking nonsense, but he was a little worried in his heart. He looked around, hoping that Qian didn't follow. Unfortunately, the facts obviously disappointed him, because he soon saw the girl behind Veronica.

"Hey, aren't you causing trouble for me, Ms. Veronica." Brando couldn't help but sighed secretly when he saw Qian.

"Let's go out and make peace with Lady Veronica." Faina suggested in a low voice.

Brando immediately grabbed her arm: "Wait, let's check the situation first."

"What else is going on? Your little lover is here, how can you not stay?" Faina looked at him sideways.

"Hey, let me tell you, you are a noble daughter after all. How can you speak so harshly?" Brando couldn't help coughing: "And are you stupid? Now we are hiding and the enemy is showing up. You have to go out and let us know." How about they take precautions?"

Faina was stunned, not expecting Brando to have this idea. She blushed: "No, I'm just not as despicable as you. I always think about sneak attacks. Are you a noble?"

"Isn't it true that backstabbing, poisoning and assassination are not your specialty, Cruz nobles? It seems that what I do is in line with your values, right?" Brando replied.

Faina was immediately speechless, and turned to stare at him with gritted teeth. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at *** (***.***), ***. Your support is my biggest motivation.)