Scene 364 Requiem XIV

Brando understood that his goal was to use the special effects of the flashing sword to produce a displacement effect, not to kill the enemy. Therefore, he aimed very strongly at those opponents who had little combat power, locked on the little devil in the demon army 20 to 30 meters away, and flashed his sword to kill him. hit.

The demons quickly became chaotic.

Not all of them are low-level little devils who lack intelligence. The high-level demons have judged Brando's way forward, and they don't even need to judge with their knees to think about the problem. They can also realize that the damn human is going straight to teleportation. door away.

Never let him get his wish. The horned demon behind screamed first, calling their companions to stop Brando in harsh abyss language.

It's a pity that the effect is very limited. In the words of the Lord of Hell, Lomoka, those lemurs and imps are worse than a pile of shit. This sentence is extremely vulgar, but it is quite appropriate. They can be confused by the orders of their own people, and there is nothing they can do with a swordsman who can teleport.

But once the demon turned around, the knights of Lantoniland felt the pressure was relieved in vain. Most of them only had time to see what happened on the battlefield at this time, and the knight quickly saw Brando's feat, and couldn't help but take the time to let out a cheer.

Babasa was not surprised by Brando's performance, but she was also unavoidably proud. Not proud of the Dark Dragon, but for her own vision. Although there are many powerful witches in the Winter Kingdom, and none of the twelve pure-bloods has anything to do with her, who can have her vision? ?

The old witch never considered that the Dark Dragon would fail, just a bunch of lame goatshoe demons. She shrieked like an imp and made the thing deaf and blind with one catch and the knights took the opportunity to pin it to the ground. Humans probably don't talk about chivalry with demons.

But Babasa didn't expect Brando to be having a hard time right now.

Although the portal is close in front of his eyes, correspondingly, he feels that his physical strength and magic power are also rapidly declining. Simultaneously using piercing strikes, Fenghou Nine Lights and Flash Sword is a huge burden on the body, so he leaped forward. After about two-thirds of the distance, Brando noticed that his muscles and movements gradually became stiff, and his mental strength also fluctuated.

He had to shake his head trying to shake off the groggy feeling.

For the tenth time flashing in the air above the demon army, Brando slashed down the sword of the earth in his hand, and the poor thing below was still holding a bloody human calf in his hand, and his pale skin was covered with blood. Seeing the bite marks, Brando felt disgusted for a while.

But that was just a flash of thought, and the sword of the earth had already slashed at the opponent's shoulder. The thick sword cut into the purple-red rough skin and muscles, and stuck on the spine with a click, pressing the poor creature directly to the ground and breaking it into two pieces, even the bones were directly cracked and pierced out from under the skin. Turned into a fuzzy mass of flesh and blood.

This scene looked spectacular, but it made Brando feel tight. Theoretically speaking, this sword should cut off the opponent's muscles and bones, and the sword is clean and neat, just like before. It's not accidental that such a thing happened, and it's not that these little devils have become stronger, but that his physical strength has begun to decline.

"Antitina, are you hurt?" He gasped.

"No..." Antitina was hugged by Brando with one hand,

For a moment, she didn't know whether it was fear or nervousness. In fact, she had never imagined such a scene when she was alone, but it was definitely not like being in the army of demons like this now. Don't even dare to look outside.

Because she was afraid of seeing Brando miss the scene, she closed her eyes tightly in fright. It's probably better to die together if you want to die, no, at least you can feel at ease if you die in front of that person. Such an ostrich mentality is tightly huddled in Brando's arms.

When Brando asked her, she shook her head in confusion.

That's good. Brando also breathed a sigh of relief. In his imagination, he must be extremely bold and invincible in the midst of thousands of troops, but when the real thing came to an end, he realized that it was not the case at all. There is no such thing as the imagined pleasure at all, only a nervousness dripping with cold sweat.

His palms were already soaked, and the pressure of imminent death was like an approaching jungle densely covered with swords and thorns, and if there was a slight mistake, it would be an irreversible end.

What happens after death? Brando had considered such a question when he was still a teenager in another world, but most mortals could only come to the conclusion that nothing was gained.

Only when the breath of death really approached did he really feel the biting coldness from another world. It is meaningless to discuss the topic of death in life itself, because after it there is only nothingness left.

Brando knew that he was not sure whether he had time to regret the moment before he died.

But at least he wanted to live.

The desire to survive made his senses a thousand times sharper, and he threw away the rotten flesh-like corpse with a single sword, and the attack routes of the demons who rushed up around him became traceable in his eyes. Brando raised his head and looked over the other side tens of meters away, where he found a guy who was retreating.

You are the one.

"Brando, be careful." Antitina closed her eyes, completely unable to judge the surrounding situation. Therefore, the one who spoke was naturally St. Osor after the wind. Feng Hou reminded: "Pay attention to the demon warlock over there!"

Brando turned his head, and he also saw that those demon warlocks were standing by the portal and casting spells on him.

To be honest, he is not a wizard, and he knows only a little about the world of mages. But fortunately, he is at least a player. There is a joke: if the player represents a world, then the wizard is at least half of the world. Brando, who is an enemy of half the world, can't distinguish every gesture and spell of spells, but the desire to survive seems to have sharpened his memory at this moment.

Dimensional anchor.

Brando felt the hairs on his back stand up, like a cat arching its body. His eyes were terribly bright at that moment.

Brando didn't have time to discuss whether Flash Sword's ability to distort dimensions can avoid the judgment of the dimensional anchor blocking all space transfer effects. He is not a madman of textual research, and reality does not allow him to have a second chance. He directly activated the charge skill without any hesitation, and when the circles of magic circles shining with white light appeared above his head, he stepped on a few little demons and stood up from the army of monsters.

Like a beautiful turning line, piercing through all spell effects.

The demon warlock's attempt was completely in vain.

The eyes of the witch who was lucky enough to see this scene were frightening. Apart from the rebirth of the Dark Dragon, which twenty-year-old young man has such terrifying combat experience? This is not a duel between swordsmen and swordsmen, but a perfect example of breaking spells with swordsmanship.

Not everyone has this experience.

Not to mention the witches, even Garlock the Strange Seeker couldn't help but shine in his eyes. At least Brando's actions have proved that he fully understands the opponent's spells and attempts. Even the great wizard wizard from Sifah can't even judge how he did it. Dismantling spells is Garlock's specialty , He spent most of his life for this, but he dare not say that he knows every spell. And to find the hidden spells from the secret spell-casting gestures, that is an extremely difficult and professional knowledge.

At that moment, Garlock even had an illusion that maybe this young man had a better future as a wizard than a swordsman. He completely forgot that even at the level of swordsmanship, Brando was a genius.

After Brando charged through the envelope of the Dimensional Anchor, he once again cast the flashing sword in mid-air. At this time, Flash Sword has fully absorbed Aruin's experience in military swordsmanship and has been promoted to level four.

Flash Sword Level 41 Entry Dragon Clan Ancient: Special skills allow your sword edge to deflect dimensions. Each attack can ignore a certain distance 60 in space.

To this extent, it is already an unattainable realm for ordinary Templars. Stephen seemed to react at this moment and realize what he saw. If someone had told him before that, a person could enter the room immediately after knowing a little bit of the knack of swordsmanship. Then he must think that man is a madman, or take him for a fool.

But now he felt that he might as well be a fool.

He even stayed there, if the little demons in front of him hadn't foolishly obeyed the horned demon's order and turned around to besiege Brando, he would probably have been swarmed up and chopped into pieces by now . Fortunately, a knight at the back saw that something was wrong with the lord, and pulled him back, thus avoiding the tragedy of the Temple of Fire losing another high-ranking member here today.

"This is impossible!"

Stephen seemed to have just realized it, and shouted: "Martha is above, the fragments of the flame blade must be on him. That's why! The chosen one is him!"

The poor knight yelled nonsense as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

After turning around in mid-air, Brando had already locked on to the next target. He raised the sword of the earth in his hand, and the blade flashed white light. "Wait," But Feng Hou stopped him: "Brando, you can flash a sword for about 60 meters now, and you need to use it at least twice to get to the door. Have you considered it?"

Brando was startled.

In fact, he has been staring at the status interface, and his mana and physical strength have bottomed out, but he can barely do it if he has to cast Flash Sword twice. But Feng Hou's last sentence made him completely dispel this idea: "Since I can judge your flashing distance, they can do the same."

He actually thought of this question for a moment. If he is locked on by the opponent with a dimensional anchor, he can still use the Nine Lights after the Wind to escape, but what about after that? Does he still have the strength to cast the flashing sword again?

It is clearly written in the status that Brando cannot conjure physical and mana out of thin air unless he can take a breath. But where is the opportunity on this battlefield?

Fortunately, he hasn't made a move yet.

Brando couldn't help rejoicing, but fortunately, Feng Hou was with him, as expected of a sage from the Battle of the Saints, he just considered all aspects in a flash.

At this moment, his charging skills have reached the highest point. Brando felt his body start to fall. But it was actually very simple for him to find a solution. He called up the skill bar as quickly as possible, and threw all the remaining experience of Mavicart into it.

The flashing sword was upgraded again in an instant.

Flash Sword Level 51 Entry Dragon Ancient: Special skills allow your sword edge to deflect dimensions. Each attack can ignore a certain distance of 100 in space.

Flash Sword's name immediately dimmed after reaching level 5. This is the same as his white crow swordsmanship at the beginning. Brando knew that this was because the original flashing sword swordsmanship made public by the temple was incomplete, so he didn't think much about it, and directly moved forward with a sword.

With one strike, it appeared directly next to the huge portal.

There were no imps near the portal, only three tall horned demons. Brando suddenly flashed over a long-horned demon in the middle, and slashed at him with a sword.

But the horned demon seemed to have a premonition, its huge jackal-like head suddenly lifted, and raised its hand into the void. When there was a sharp sound like the clash of gold and iron, Brando felt that he had cut a steel pipe at all.

But he didn't dare to stop for a while, and immediately took advantage of the momentum to roll back. It landed steadily not far from the three horned demons.

He raised his head subconsciously.

Standing by the huge portal of the Temple of Fire, he and those demons were as insignificant as ants. It didn't feel like this when it was farther away, but after getting so close, the huge oppressive feeling of the Flame Gate immediately rushed to the face.

What is even more suffocating is the river of sulfur that is gradually becoming more and more real behind the gate of fire.

Brando couldn't help spitting, the shock just now had caused his gums to bleed. But he wiped the corner of his mouth, immediately let go of the noble lady and said, "Antitina, are you okay?"

"Um."

"I'll try to lure them away for you, how much time do you need?"

"I... I don't know, I'll try my best." Antitina frowned and stared at the huge portal, which itself was a semi-magic institution. But it is not a complete magic device. The best way is to find a wizard to work with her, but there is obviously no such condition at the moment.

"Give you five minutes."

Brando glanced back, the little devils were turning around. Although the idiots were messing around on their own, a few minutes was enough for them to turn around. Lantoniland's knights were obviously not enough to stop this army.

Antitina nodded palely.

to be continued