Act 193 Final Moments (11)

Act 193 The Final Moment (11)

"But you can do me a favor." Brando turned around and said to Faina. "Help?" Faina looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Please analyze the spells on Amman and tell me the protection-related spells."

"Are you going to deal with Amman first?"

"Nonsense, of course you have to pick the soft ones first." Brando stared at Amman's back not far away and said - he actually had another choice, to fight Mephistopheles and Veronica in Andersa. Time went to control the center of Valhalla - but he chose to stay for two reasons.

It's naturally because of Akane. It's not a short distance from here to the center of Valhalla, but Mephistopheles is obviously no match for Andersa. Leaving Veronica and Akane here doesn't seem like a wise move.

But the more important reason is that he found an opportunity. Two people, Andersa and Amman, are tree shepherds and belong to the All-Union Society. The All-Union Society is powerful and has penetrated deeply into human society, and the tree shepherds are even more powerful. A group of lunatics, Brando doesn't want these guys to return to the civilized world and secretly be enemies with him.

The only way is to get rid of these two people here, so that everything that happens here will be forever buried in the black forest, and there will never be any future troubles.

That's why he encouraged William before. Unfortunately, the Archmage of the Silver Alliance was very cautious and didn't let him take advantage at all; but now the appearance of Mephisto gave him a second chance. Brando knew that An The most troublesome thing about Desha in battle is her erosion field, but this Gray Sword Master can just restrain this.

In this way, Andersa's well-hidden weaknesses were exposed.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Faina replied, "But his level is too much higher than mine, so I can't guarantee that it will work."

"Don't worry," Brando comforted: "He has become an undead now. The holy spell itself will repulse his body and become manifest. It is not as difficult as you think."

Faina nodded.

Ms. Qingzhi came not far from the priest Amman. She stood and looked at him: "Priest Amman, it's too late to turn back now. Considering the personal friendship between you and me at the imperial level, I don't want to take action against you."

"Look back?" Anman sneered: "Will the temple accept an undead as their priest? Besides, you haven't heard of the spell of resurrection of the dead, right?

Veronica, stop talking nice here, you know it won't do me any good. "

Veronica was not surprised by Anman's answer. She originally just wanted to shake the other person's mind, but the undead's will was as cold as steel and had no impact on the fallen priest at all.

So she said nothing, shook the sword in her hand, and a string of cyan birds spread their wings and flew out from the blade, making a beautiful arc from both sides and swooping towards Anman.

Anman pointed his finger and said, "The golden flames give me a strong shield." Several golden shields appeared and disappeared, each of which collided with a blue bird, causing a ball of sparks to explode in mid-air.

"Fire Blessing," Faina said.

"This spell is an active protection skill, but if the caster cannot detect it, it will have no effect. Continue." Brando held the Sword of the Earth and stared at the gap on Amman's back.

"There is also a mental barrier, which is a passively triggered protection."

"This only protects the front 180 degrees, what else?"

"Secret Armor."

"Predictive attack."

"It's a little troublesome, isn't it?"

"It seems... gone."

Brando nodded and lifted his cloak with one hand. At this time, Amman and Veronica were fighting fiercely. He had no idea that there were three people hiding less than ten feet behind him. With his ability, it was impossible for someone to lurk at this distance and he hadn't noticed it yet, unless he came. He is ten times stronger than him.

But then again, there is actually no difference between whether a person ten times stronger than him is aware of it or not. Besides, Anman will never think that a being ten times stronger than him will sneak up on him behind his back.

It's not needed at all.

The moment Brando lifted his cloak, the predictive attack on the priest immediately gave him a warning sign, but he and Veronica were fighting so fiercely that there was no time to look back. Moreover, the warning signs issued by the spell were not strong, which showed that the people around him who were hostile to him were still some distance away.

It's a pity that what Amman didn't know was that Brando also knew how to predict the attack. He calmed down his breathing from the beginning to make the murderous intention less obvious; as a real veteran player of the Amber Sword, Brando has rich The experience is even more dangerous than those mage hunters.

The moment he appeared, Veronica saw him and Faina behind him. A bright light flashed in the lady's eyes. She was curious as to why Brando was here without her and Anman noticing at such a close distance.

However, despite the doubts in her heart, the look on the lady's face was very calm and did not let Anman notice at all - as a female general who has experienced hundreds of battles, calmness is the most basic quality.

Brando also knew this very well. He believed that the Cruz goddess of war would not let him down. Sure enough, Veronica not only did not reveal his existence, but also immediately understood his tactical intentions and took a step forward to start. Attack.

"Hey, you also noticed that reinforcements are coming? But it's useless. That kid should be far away from here. This time is enough for me to deal with you, Veronica." Anman said while still minding his own business.

"Priest Amman, didn't I know that depravity can also make people arrogant?" Veronica smiled slightly.

"Watch your back, idiot!" At this time, Andersa's shrill scream suddenly came from above.

Anman was startled and suddenly startled. But at this time Brando has already taken action - the 'Mystic Armor' blessed on Amman is a trigger-type full-body protection spell, and it is also the most advantageous weapon for wizard characters to fight against thieves' sneak attacks - 'Mystical Armor' and ' The spell combination of "predictive attack" was the unanimous choice of all high-end mage players in the early stages of the game, and it once caused many nightingales to complain.

But its applicability is only in the early stage after all. Players' creativity is endless, and the battle between spear and shield can never end with one party's final victory.

Brando did not directly stab Amman in the back with the sword. He raised his right hand and said: "SS!"

A wind bomb gathered energy and hit Anman's back with a bang. The secret armor on Anman's body reacted immediately, and a layer of silvery-white square-shaped light spots appeared layer by layer on his back like fish scales at the area where he was attacked. The destructive power of the wind bomb was eliminated invisibly by releasing the force layer by layer.

However, the silver light quickly decayed after it appeared. The 'Secret Armor' could only block one attack in a short period of time. Brando knew this very well. He seized the opportunity to deceive the magic protection and immediately slashed it with a sword.

After breaking through the layers of spell protection that the caster is proud of, although Amman has the power of the elements, he is no better than ordinary people in front of Brando at this moment. This is the biggest weakness of priests and wizards - too much hand-to-hand combat ability. weak! The Earth Sword cut into Anman's back like tofu. The great priest screamed and threw himself forward. Veronica pierced his abdomen with the sword, and Anman let out another wail.

But even so, the undead was still not fatally injured. It stepped back, drew out its long sword, and turned around hastily to escape.

"Huh, zombies?" Brando was startled: "Cut off his head, Ms. Veronica."

"Don't even think about it!" Anman wailed bitterly. He raised his hand, and a red bracelet on his hand exploded with a bang. A circle of white light immediately enveloped him, and the whole person disappeared on the spot, but when he reappeared, he fell down a hundred meters away with an arrow stuck in his back.

"Tch," Brando spat, looking in that direction and putting down the shale longbow in his hand: "Isn't it just an arbitrary door? Do you think I can't tell your direction?"

Veronica stood aside and looked at him with a smile: "Brando, where did you get all this combat experience? In Cruz, the best young knight I have ever seen is not as good as you, a little guy."

"I am a descendant of the Highland Knights, and fighting mages is a talent inherited from my bones." Brando replied casually, while he handed the Blue Sky back to the lady: "Go deal with Andesa, I There is a way to kill her."

The lady looked at him curiously.

Brando shook off the dirty blood on his sword and raised his head to look at Andesa not far away. Andesa had been paying attention to the battle here. When she saw Amman's failure, she couldn't help but look at Brando resentfully.

But at this moment, this woman has turned into a giant black dragon. She is entrenched on the building, like a giant beast lurking in the shadows.

Although she herself constitutes the shadow.

Now the battlefield has become a three-on-one situation, but Andersa still shows no sign of retreating. The leader of the tree shepherds has her pride, not to mention that Brando and Veronica are not in her eyes. She does not think that these two people who are much weaker than her can pose any threat to her.

"How are you going to deal with that woman? She is extraordinary." Veronica looked at Brando and asked.

"I have my own way."

"Actually, I suggest you take Faina and Qian and leave here. Brando, Andersa is not that easy to deal with. I convinced Mephistopheles to hold that woman back -"

"What about you?" Brando looked back at the lady.

"Me? As a general of the empire, it is not a shame to die in battle." Veronica smiled: "Faina has a special status, I must protect her."

"It's not that serious. Although Andersa has now become a dragon, she only has the physical protection and strength of the only race that inherits the golden bloodline." Brando withdrew the Earth Sword and pointed towards the place where Andersa was. The direction walked over: "The real power of the Dragon Clan is the magic power flowing in their bodies. You should know that all the magical knowledge of Silver humans and elves comes from the Dragon Clan, right?"

Veronica nodded.

"So Andesa's strength still has its weaknesses," Brando lowered his voice: "She is a Druid after all. As long as her connection with the power of nature is cut off, she will be useless."

"That's not easy."

"But it's not impossible." Brando said: "If there is anything in the world that can best block the connection between an area and nature, it is the golden magic tree."

"Golden Demonic Tree?"

Brando nodded, thinking that if Andesa injected the blood of God into himself, he didn't know if it was digging his own grave.

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