The violent flash of light even pierced through the barrier formed by the power of the soul, as if the entire space was vibrating, the sound of thunder rolled in, and a ring of electricity swept in all directions.

There was a 'crackling' electric sound, and the young man who was quietly confronting the undead lord Kabais suddenly felt a strangeness, he looked down at the fluff on his tweed coat standing up, he raised his head again, on the black trench coat, on the street, and even on the buildings and ruins on both sides, arcs of electricity suddenly appeared and disappeared, and blue-white electric sparks stretched forward along a qiē conductor, making a crackling explosion.

Brando was slightly stunned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

He turned his head, but there was still calm in the fog ahead, but the eerie silence made him a little wary. He walked forward, and as soon as he moved, Kabaiz followed suit, and the tall skeleton of bones came out of the rubble and stopped in front of him. Brando raised his eyelids and glanced at the guy, and asked angrily, "What, I haven't eaten enough lessons?" ”

Kabais cracked his jaw and smiled silently, "You might as well give it a try." ”

The young man's face sank, and with a 'clang' a long sword popped out of the sheath, this was Akane's sword, and he felt a little lighter in his hand. But even so, the mere act of his sword forced Kabais to take a step back. It was clear that the undead lord was very taboo about his weird elements, but he still made up his mind to keep him here.

Brando frowned, Kabais's cunning was beyond his expectations, and he really didn't dare to attack rashly when he wasn't sure what was going on in front of him. He has a statue of a white deer in his hand to investigate, but the necromancer Rothko, who is hidden in the shadows opposite, is much more proficient in magic than him, and he may not be able to please this kind of trick in front of the other party.

Why hasn't Métissa reported yet?

The feeling in Brando's mind was cast forward, but it was as if his gaze had entered the mist, and there was no response. He took a breath, and it was at this time that a familiar, weak voice finally sounded in his heart:

"My lord, time is limited, I'll make a long story short. There is also an undead general, very strong, ahem...... His name was White ......, "This is the voice of Metisa."

But the sound stopped abruptly.

White?

The name made Brando's head boom, why is this guy here? When he thought of the cold metal mask behind the name, the cold hairs behind him couldn't help but stand upright. If he was not mistaken, there was only one general in Instaron's camp who was called so, and that was the Black Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the Inquisitor, White. Tiamas . Qiu Yue. But this guy is Tagus's lieutenant, and shouldn't Tagus and Madara still be fighting the southern legions of Eruin further south? What's going on?

If it was just to sign an alliance with Grudin, or even to get Denel, there would be no need for such a heavyweight to come out, what kind of conspiracy are these ghostly undead planning here?

Countless thoughts flashed through Brando's mind for a while, and Shiro's appearance caught him off guard, but the young man at least remained calm on the surface. He looked up, gave Kabais a cold look, and then approached with his sword—a pale yellow soul fire flashed in the eyes of the tall skeleton, and it didn't seem to understand why Brando seemed to suddenly become impulsive. But it had only one mission, and that was to stop the young man.

Kabais's body was slightly rickety, and he had already clenched the short spear in his claws.

Faced with this difficult fellow, Brando grinded his teeth. Now that the situation is reversed, he doesn't have time to entangle with this guy here, he sank his face and said coldly: "Kabais, if you still want to return to the Hill of the Dead to manage your own territory, I will give you one last chance." In a hurry, Brando didn't mind calling out the other party's old bottom.

A flash of fire flashed in Kabais's eyes: "You are familiar with us? ”

As if he hadn't heard, Brando threw his sword away; 'When' there was a sound of metal colliding with the ground, and then the young man raised his head and stared at the other without saying a word.

It's like looking at a dead thing.

Kabaiz cracked his jaw and smiled sarcastically: "Why, young human, do you want to surrender?" ”

"Kabais, you idiot, be careful—" Roscoe's voice came from the side of the street.

"How?"

"Be careful, he has mana fluctuations in him," the young necromancer reminded angrily.

Kabis was stunned and couldn't help but look at Brando, who was motionless. But while it was wary of the other party's sudden attack, it stretched out its finger and pointed forward with only the joints left: "You mean, this young man in his early twenties is not only a gold-level swordsman, he is also a wizard?" Roscoe, are you stupid to learn spiritism? The tall skeleton asked in a playful tone.

Rothko's voice fell silent, and in fact even he felt a little impossible. Because even if they are the chosen ones, they can never do everything, and some people may be gifted, but time is always limited. A gold-level swordsman in his early twenties also has the status of a wizard, which is simply a fantasy, and I am afraid that only those sages in the Battle of the Sages have such strength.

But what kind of existence did the sages have?

Gilt the Lord of Fire, St. Osor the Queen of the Winds, Faenzan the High Priest, and Elranta the Sage, the four sages who led the races to victory over the Dark Dragon in the Battle of the Sages, were not the true kings of the ruling side. Even Loki, the Eternal King who held a mercury staff to unify Madara, could only bow his head in front of these people, and it was difficult to match it in terms of strength and reputation.

It's just that neither Rothko nor Kabays guessed, they weren't mistaken, it's just that the magic fluctuations on Brando's body didn't come from the wizard-

It's a brigade mage.

Brando lowered his eyelids and silently retrieved his elemental pool, in fact, since he first opened the elemental pool, his elemental pool had basically not changed: ten blocks of fire elementals, eight squares of other elements, and still no light and dark elemental pools. Looking at such an almost half-crippled elemental pool, the young man couldn't help but sigh to himself—with such meager strength, he had no power to change the situation—and Brando closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

So, then, there is only one way left.

And at the same moment. When Kabaiz saw Brando standing there motionless with his eyes closed, instead of taking the initiative to attack, he took a slight step back with some uncertainty; In the previous battle between the young man and it, the psychological shadow caused by the strange element to this tall skeleton was too deep, although the undead did not have such a feeling of fear, but they also did not take the initiative to send the door to teach the other party such a lesson.

Especially for an undead lord in a high position like Kabais, the conservative honor of the dark nobles did not allow it to do so.

"The magic is converging, Kabaith." Rothko finally couldn't help but speak. The magic that surrounded Brando had broken through the limits of what a mid-level wizard could have, and he was heading straight for the advanced level, about to break through the boundary between black iron and silver. There was a clicking sound in Kabais's chest, and it replied angrily, "I know, I feel it too, don't worry-"

Indeed, a wizard of the Silver Order had nothing to worry about it.

However, a gold-level swordsman and a silver-level wizard at the same time, such a scene still made the undead pair have a little idea of what language to use to describe themselves for a while. Rothko even wondered if it was a wrong choice for them to come here to trouble this young man, the potential was limitless, and he couldn't believe that he could actually witness the birth of such a genius.

But Brando finally opened his eyes again, and there was a calm in his light brown eyes, and at that moment, both Roscoe and Kabais keenly felt that the young man's momentum had changed. It's no longer the coldness brought by the elements, but a state that embraces all things.

"Four o'clock, as the Matatanians call it: dark sleep, the stage of rest for all things and all things," Brando raised his eyelids and glanced at the tall skeleton general, "If I remember correctly, the undead call it the midnight day, the time of the day when the dark power is at its highest." I'm not wrong, Kabais? ”

"Huh?"

Kabaith clenched the short spear in his hand, and a meaningless syllable emanated from his chest.

"Nothing," Brando shook his head, "I just wanted to say that before the sun grows, the world was indeed dark—" He raised his hand and threw it forward—it seemed clear to Kabais and the others that it was empty, but Brando seemed to have really thrown a card with the glimmer of fate: "But, the darkness was also in my favor"

The card falls to the ground.

"Divination Card: Rubis's Mercenary, Discard Library, Regain Entry"

The Wind Elemental Pool emptied in an instant. Then, under the shocked eyes of Kabis and Rothko, twelve mercenaries appeared along with twelve circles that appeared on the street, and the Lubis mercenaries who had just entered looked at each other, not understanding what was happening for a while. However, only the tiger sparrow was the first to react, and he immediately asked in his heart:

"What's going on, sir, you've reset your deck?"

Brando nodded.

But Kabais's gaze swept over these mercenaries one by one, and the soul fire in its eyes shook slightly: "I didn't expect you to be a summoner, a young human. With the strength of the silver rank, he summoned twelve black iron rank combat creatures at one time, and I had never seen such a summoning spell. You're no ordinary man, Brando, or Viscount Gunstin. But—" The tall skeleton turned its words around, and it asked in a hoarse, deep voice, "Do you think that with the addition of twelve more Black Iron Rank combat power, you can change the tide of battle?" ”

Kabais shook his head and sneered silently.

It's just that the young man didn't seem to hear it. He had already made a plan in his heart, and he turned his head and his eyes fell on the wild elf sisters.