Brando gritted his teeth, leaning sideways and letting the flame brush against his chest—the skin immediately tingled as if it were on fire, and the young man knew it was the pain caused by the dark elemental, but at least it was easier than breaking two ribs. He exhaled secretly, forgetting that the Dark Priest's disguise spellcasting skills were extremely high, and even though he had been guarding against this move, he still hadn't completely avoided it. In the past games, it was a meat shield class like a knight and a judge to resist, but Brando believed in his reaction, and he really didn't disappoint him - if he was solid just now, he probably ate a set of spell combinations next; Although it will not be *dropped, it will definitely not be better in a day or two.

The most important thing is that if you have such an opportunity to eat alone in the future, it is estimated that you will also be stopped by Tiger Sparrow and others.

Luckily, it was about the same as expected. Since the Dark Priest's strategy didn't work, it was his turn to counterattack next. Brando's figure flashed, and he had already circled behind the guy.

Another sword—

The dark priest of the Black Fire Sect really waved his hand back, and the pitch-black light shield that was originally blocking him immediately circled around the sword that was facing Brando, and at the same time, a black flame appeared on his left hand. Brando snorted coldly, thinking to himself that you are still here - the 'Shield of Oblivion' of the junior Dark Priest is only 10 hardness, and the sword he just now has been abolished at least 1/3 - but this guy really seems to think that he needs at least three swords to break through this magical defense.

He wasn't impatient, he simply jumped backwards to get out of the way of the second magic arrow thrown by the other party. And at this moment, the two rounds of fighting between the two were just a blink of an eye. At the same time, the lizardfolk warriors on the periphery did not realize that they had lost any trace of Brando, and they were stunned and turned around. But the first thing they see is this:

The young man stepped back slightly, dodging a black flame, and then immediately attacked again—

His sword was glowing.

The moment Brando retreated, he had already called up the attribute panel, and easily upgraded his newly acquired skills to level five. After reaching level 5 of 'Frontal Breakthrough', the damage immunity has been increased to 10, in fact, this skill is the nemesis of a qiē heavy armor warrior and enchantment wizard, not to mention a small dark elemental 'Shield of Oblivion' - after the sword begins to vibrate at high frequency, the blade refracts the moonlight, and from a distance it looks like it is coated with a layer of fluorescence.

Sword forward.

The power exploded, breaking through head-on, and Brando felt as if half of his body's strength had been swung out with this sword.

But the result didn't disappoint him, and the Dark Priest watched in disbelief as his 'Shield of Oblivion' turned into a black shard, and the unpretentious-looking sword sliced down into his abdomen. Brando immediately let go of the sword, and the whole person had already flashed behind this guy, and as soon as his front feet moved, the dark priest howled - a large number of black flames came out of his eyes, nostrils, mouth and wounds in front of him, this flame was much more gorgeous than the flame of the arrow of magic power, at least ten times more than that, and even Brando even if he was standing behind the dark priest, he could feel a slight tingling in his skin caused by the transpiration of the dark element in the space.

Burn half of your health to activate the elemental, instantaneous, which is the last means of self-preservation for each element. It's just that only the dark priest of the Black Fire Cult is so crazy that he dares to cast this spell when he knows that he has lost more than half of his life, wanting to die with him. If Brando hadn't suffered the same loss before, it is estimated that he would have been hit by the attention just now, even if he didn't die, he would have to take off a layer of skin in the end.

Either way, his tabula rasake, which was fairly well-made, was reimbursed, and unless it was a magic item, very few things could survive the elemental transpiration - Brando wasn't sure how many remains that sword would leave behind, and he wasn't going to look at it anyway.

He turned around and smiled at the lizardmen who were about to surround him.

Brando thought the smile was kind, but the lizardmen looked like a devil. How strong the dark priests were, they had seen it just now, but they were killed by this young man in the blink of an eye - they were just some little minions, what else could they do? The lizardmen warriors couldn't help but glance at each other, then simply turned and ran, a move that was in line with their nature as a rabble of bandits.

The only thing they could be thankful for was that the young man didn't seem to be going after them.

What they didn't know, of course, was that Brando was going to be out of force. In the last blow, he used the two techniques of power burst and frontal breakthrough at the same time, you must know that the consumption of skills is multiplication rather than addition, that is to say, the sword just now consumed fifteen times in a normal state in an instant. Although it is not enough to say that his entire body was drained with a single sword, it is normal for him to lose his strength for a while after a huge consumption.

Anyway, the battle is nearing its end-

He retrieved his experience first, and killing the Dark Priest gave him a full 4,200 experience. Although he had only just leveled up, his experience was 5645/13600 by this time, and the number was changing rapidly—he looked up, and the Silver Elf Guards had completely separated the lizardmen on either side and drove them to the small, terrain-complex slopes. When the Dark Priest was killed, the lizardmen were barely able to organize a counterattack, and they began to retreat, initially maintaining their formation, but gradually evolved into a rout.

The rest seems to be harvesting experience.

Brando simply sat down next to the corpse of the Dark Priest and didn't touch the other party's things, he knew that he knew his black hand, and thought to himself that it was better to wait for the pair of elemental envoy sisters to open it. He took out the fluorescent crystal from his arms, lit it and threw it out, this is a signal, now there is no need for the mercenaries to continue to support with long-range strikes, it is better to let them come down first. However, this waiting time made him a little boring, and under the boredom, Brando looked at his attributes, his strength and physique had reached more than 25 energy levels, and his dexterity had also increased by 3 energy levels, and he couldn't help but shake his right hand - he said to himself in his heart, this is the power of silver.

Although it is still a lower level.

But in terms of actual combat effectiveness, it's already close to the top.

"It's only been two months, can you believe it, Brando. You've gone from an indecent militia to a quasi-knight with silver strength, and the garrison you once longed for doesn't seem much now, and believe me, we still have a long way to go—" Brando couldn't help but smile slightly, pressing one hand to his chest, and said to himself in his heart. He was a little emotional, and he knew that this kind of affection came from the side of himself that belonged to this world.

Because for Sophie, level twenty-five is really nothing.

He looked up and saw that the mercenaries had come out of the forest one after another. The gray wolf mercenaries among them were obviously more excited, because compared to the tiger sparrow and the others, their knowledge of this lord was still very shallow, although Brando said that he would bring them victory, but when the victory was actually in hand, they realized that this battle was so easy - zero casualties

Even if there are more than twenty gold-level elven warriors as allies, after all, it is a team of more than thirty people facing the other party's more than two hundred people, and there are also Black Fire Cultists, demons who are also silver strength, and the dark priest who once gave them nightmares.

So much so that Sanfud was even a little excited when he ran to Brando's side, and he couldn't help but ask a little rudely, "Lord Lord, have you broken through?" ”

Brando nodded.

"Twenty-year-old silver-level strength," Sanfud and the other gray wolf mercenaries looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's really lucky that we have the honor to witness the birth of two geniuses." ”

"Two?"

"There's another one who used to be a member of our group, and his name is Eco."

"It turned out to be him." Brando raised an eyebrow. But now he was not concerned with this question, his eyes roamed among the mercenaries, and finally fell on the two wild elf sisters who walked at the back. He immediately beckoned over there: "Come on, red hand soft girl, come and help me open the corpse"

This sentence made everyone present stunned-

Everyone followed Brando's gaze and hesitated for a long time, and finally fell on the sister of the pair of wild elf elemental envoys. The girl was slightly stunned, she looked at the others, and then pointed at herself with some hesitation and asked, "Me?" ”

"Of course, didn't I say that?" Brando pointed to the corpse of the Dark Priest behind him and replied, "You come and open the corpse...... No, I mean tidy up the loot. ”

The wild elf girl's good-looking brows furrowed, she couldn't help but bite her lip, glared at Brando fiercely and said, "My lord, my name is Flo, not some red...... "Accustomed to speaking elven language, she almost bit her tongue before she finally said it, and then glanced at Brando coldly, thinking that this guy always made trouble for her.

Brando coughed and explained without changing his face, "Well, Flo, in fact, 'Red Hand' is a compliment in our hometown. ”

But he immediately saw the other party looking at him suspiciously.

"My lord, I'm going to Karasu too, but the locals don't seem to have that ......," Sanfud also reminded in a whisper.

"No, it's just a slang story between wizards." Brando reacted quickly.

"What does that mean?"

"It means that a person is lucky, soft, and a girl."

Although I don't understand what it means to be soft, the sister of the two sisters still understands the meaning of a sister. She couldn't help but glance at this lord of her own, secretly disdainful, and said that the human beings were really some frivolous guys. However, considering the relationship between herself, especially her sister, and the other party, Flo didn't make a face with Brando, she nodded and planned to do as she was told.

But at this time, almost everyone heard a series of dull noises coming from the east side of the valley. The sound began as a rumbling whisper, then gradually became the crunch of something cracking from within, and the continuous roar seemed to come from the ground, making the ground on which everyone stood tremble.

Brando saw the stones on the ground dance as if they had come to life—or as if they had been magically infused—and he subconsciously glanced at his feet. But he suddenly reacted, how could this sound be so familiar, it sounded like the kind of popping sound caused by disintegrating crystals that had appeared in the early days of the Second War of the Black Roses. Speaking of which, he hadn't heard a similar voice in the game for at least decades in the past, and it was really familiar......

But wait

Brando's face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned around, and sure enough, he saw that the cliffs on the east side of the valley were crumbling in a rising cloud of smoke.

All of them are in the same state of stupor—

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