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"Charles!"

Brando finally drew on the two giant activation spells, and countless glows floated from the huge activation spells, making them look a bit like dwarf-stage stars - gravity could no longer contain the burning gas around the stars, the inner layers began to collapse, and the hot atmosphere began to expand violently outward - the two balls of light violently expanded to almost half the size of the end of the square, and the inside of the body shimmered with a dazzling blue light.

The gap between the two giant activation spells was no bigger than a wagon, and the gap was rapidly shrinking, and Brando accelerated wildly, trying to get through the middle before it was completely sealed. He activated his charge and leapt from the ground, the narrow passage almost in front of him, but at that moment, a layer of light floated from the body of the activating spell, and they swirled like a star ring and crashed towards Brando.

At this time, countless zigzag lines of law extended from Brando's side, forming two solid walls of light forward, and the streamers hit the wall of light heavily, and the lines of law vibrated violently, flashing with dazzling light. At that moment, Brando's figure suddenly split out a phantom forward, and the wall of light behind him quickly shattered, engulfing it with the light of the sky, but he had already landed firmly on the ground, and when he looked back, the giant activation spell was already behind him, and countless breaths of ice chased him into the star-like body of light, like a moth to a fire, leaving a bright spot of light in the expanding ball of light, and then disappeared.

Brando paused for a moment, then put away his sword and ran towards the exit to the east.

To the south of the square, you can see the changes in the entire Eternal Square. The Cruz nobles were shocked and frightened, shocked by Brando's strength and afraid of their previous arrogant attitude; And Leonarat frowned and didn't say a word, even Veronica raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect Brando to really lure so many monsters away. Put yourself in her shoes, even if she replaces Brando, she still has to think carefully about what to do.

"Lord Earl, he's so powerful......" Shiduo muttered to herself with a look of incredulity.

"That's just a trick," Veronica said and shook her head. That was a skill, but the problem was how many people could see through the flaws between thousands of monsters gathered together, not even her, until she saw Brando swimming comfortably in the sea of monsters, and she followed the path of the little guy to find the safe path, but she still didn't know if it was the only one. Or one of many paths, either of which was enough to make her feel terrified. If it was the former, then she couldn't imagine how Brando could find the only way in an instant, if not, then it meant that the siege of these monsters seemed to Brando to be full of holes, and it would take a lot of time and thought for her to find one of them.

Veronica looked at the north side of the square with some confusion, though she was extremely reluctant to admit it. But the young man's intelligence and courage still amazed even herself, and even said she was a little uneasy. The young man was an Eruin. And it was the most determined Eruin she had ever seen, and the female captain lowered her eyelids, and for a moment thought that if there were many outstanding young people of the Cruz generation, they could be compared to Brando, like the contrast between the bright moon and the fireflies.

"It would be nice if there were such young people among the Cruz." She shook her head slightly.

Brando, of course, would not have imagined that Veronica would misunderstand his actions and overestimate his abilities. In fact, the cold breath that wrapped around him like a tide didn't bother to think about it at all, and he was feeling that the problem was starting to get a little tricky.

The plaza gradually turned into a towering corridor leading into an unknown area, which was supposed to be the Meditation Corridor, the exit to the central labyrinth, a very famous area of the Hibernator Temple. If he's not mistaken. Not far in front of him was an unknown hall, no smaller than the Eternal Square, and it was rare that there were no wandering monsters, and it was almost a natural place to move, and Brando was going to turn there. The problem was that he had pulled too many monsters this time, and no one had ever tried to pull all of the Ice Breath in the Hall of Eternal Extinction along with the two giant activation spells.

The more monsters there were, the slower he turned, and he didn't want to turn around and plunge headlong into the monsters. But he can't find a reasonable way to avoid it, he doesn't want to use the lapse pointer, although the gambling contract has ended, it's not cheating, but the burning experience is still heartache. Especially since he has just cultivated the element, if he falls into the realm, it will not be fun.

But Martha seemed to be on his side again this time, and just as he could not find a clue, a little light suddenly appeared in the darkness ahead; Brando's heart moved slightly, naturally there could be no players in this dungeon, and the Black Fire Cultists had not yet entered the Hibernation Sanctuary at this time, and those who acted in this temple were only members of the All Things Unification Society who could be An Lek and his party - but I don't know who it was, whether it would be An Lek himself. Whoever it is, though, it's enough for Brando.

He had an idea right away.

……

After receiving the order of Anlek, Dejar led the black-robed knight to patrol the long hall, the hall in this direction was different from the meditation corridor, the black hall was empty, the walls were embedded with long arched windows, the procession looked as small as ants when passing through these giant arched windows, and inside the arched windows were the windows made of thousands of years of glaciers, and the dark blue light shone out from behind the ice walls, intersecting in the hall.

Just a few minutes ago, they turned a corner and saw such a spectacular view. But as for what this place is, and what this hall is called, no one knows. The procession moved slowly, weaving through light and shadow, the sound of footsteps weaving in a hollow echo that reverberated across the hall and reverberated through the open enclosed space. After only a moment, a black-robed knight suddenly stopped and shouted, "What's that!?" ”

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a stream of light suddenly emerge from the darkness, and the stream was gradually brightening, like some glowing beast waving its tentacles, looming from behind the corner in front of them. The tentacles slowly extend forward. Then its main body appeared in the field of vision of Dejar and the knights behind him, and everyone's eyes widened - they saw two huge balls of light filling the space of the corridor one after the other, pressing in this direction.

"It's an activation spell!" Dejar was quite well-informed, and recognized the other party's origin at a glance. But I've never heard of a activation spell this big. He turned around and saw that some of the knights around him were drawing their swords in a panic, and hurriedly slashed their hands to knock off the opponent's sword. yelled at each other, "What are you doing!" Come on! ”

Most of the general activation spells are formed by spells between the three and nine rings, and the activation spells composed of more than nine level spells are generally called wandering magic, because they are composed of pure and powerful spell power, so in addition to spells such as disarming magic and spell dismantling, any magic will only have a healing effect on wandering magic, and the activation spells are all virtual creatures with no material existence zài only energy form, and the physical attacks of the mortal world can only cause very limited damage to them, Therefore, the strength of wandering magic itself is not as good as that of civilization. But it is one of the most terrifying beings among the monsters at the peak level of gold.

And the two heads in front of him can no longer be called wandering magic, even if Dejar has only seen only two activation spells in his life trajectory, he still recognized it for the first time, this is a wandering magic lord composed of more than ten ring spells, without the slightest hint of fraudulent elemental level strength.

Only wizards and mage hunters of the same rank can fight against them, and they are swordsmen or black-robed knights of the All Things One Society, even if they have more. "Run, let's run separately. There are only two ends of them, and we can always have someone to return to the Grand Duke. Dejar immediately yelled at the others.

The black-robed knight woke up like a dream. Hurriedly scattered and retreated. But no sooner had Dejar finished speaking than countless stars of light appeared in the darkness. "Look over there, sir." Someone screamed, in fact, there was no need for other black-robed knights to remind him, Dejar had already seen this scene, and countless breaths of ice were emerging in the darkness. It's like a sudden tide of monsters.

"How is that possible!" Dejar's first instinct was that they had inadvertently set up some trap, otherwise these activation spells in the temple would have rioted for no reason and come straight for them. Until someone next to him reminded him - "Someone! The knight to his left suddenly shouted: "Someone is leading them!" ”

The eagle swordsman of the highlanders was slightly stunned before he realized the meaning of this sentence, and he immediately looked in that direction, but it was okay not to look. At this glance, he almost crooked his nose.

"It's you!"

Dejar roared almost intolerantly, and the expression on his face seemed to be full of resentment. In the face of such an eagle swordsman, Brando is also a little innocent. He even thought it was too much of a coincidence, the first time they met, he cut off one of each other's hands, the second time they met, the guy almost died on the battlefield, and this time, it was clear that something was going to happen that the gentleman didn't want to see.

Brando's heart felt very sorry for the highlander's swordsman, but this did not prevent him from saying what he was going to say next: "Mr. Dejar, are your hands ready?" ”

"Count Toniger, you deserve to die!" On Dejar's gloomy face, which was about to drip water, Brando could feel such an anger, if this anger could be turned into substance, then he would have been riddled by this moment, but unfortunately, the Eagle Swordsman was far from practicing the skill of killing people thousands of miles away with consciousness, so Brando could still be alive for a while.

Of course, we cannot doubt the courage of Mr. Dejar, and if he could, he would have drawn his sword and gone up to dismantle Brando—or at least all of them, to the end of his life. But now Dejar only felt as if his legs had taken root, weighing more than a thousand pounds, let alone rushing to fight Brando, even if it was difficult to take a step forward.

Because Brando was leading the two giant wandering magic lords behind him, and the tide-like activation spell - the breath of ice rushed towards them, as long as they were still intellectually sound, they would not fail to understand what the Count Toniger was up to - after all, it was not a great ploy to lead such a thing.

But here's the problem--

Dejar found that there was only one way left for them to deal with this dastardly scheme. "Mean bastard!" He cursed and turned around, giving the most impeccable order to deal with the situation at hand: "Retreat!" ”

Brando smiled in his heart, as if Dejar was aware of it, and it was also what he had planned a long time ago, and what the two sides were going to do right now. It's a thrilling race – you don't have to run fast, you just need to be faster than everyone else. However, Dejar wanted to be one step ahead of him, and it was not so easy, he snapped his fingers and swiped his index finger in the air, and the retreating black-robed knights suddenly felt a weakness under their feet. The solid ground seemed to have turned into mud.

The secondary quicksand, a one-ring earth elemental series of spells, has only the effect of making the ground softer, because the effect of the spell is on the ground, not the person walking on the ground, so the black-robed knights don't even have a chance to resist this spell with magic resistance. Although, under normal circumstances, this spell itself is not necessary to resist, as it only softens the ground, and it is not like a real quicksand spell that can even cause you to stumble and fall into it; Make the ground softer. Aside from being used to restrain cavalry on the battlefield - even this effect is minimal, because the range of action of the spell is too small to be meaningless on a battlefield that is often miles long and wide unless it is performed by hundreds of wizards at once.

However, a few hundred wizards, what other spell would it be better to use against the cavalry?

Even this spell had little effect on the black-robed knights, and while their speed inevitably slowed down on the soft ground, the change in speed was minimal. It doesn't hurt. Dejar heard a soft snort, clearly dismissive of Brando's child's tricks. If he had been in the first half of the year, he might have had the same idea - to use a one-ring spell to fight against the existence of the manifestation of the elements? Isn't that fanciful?

But now, there is a big alarm in his heart, will the other party be an easy person? Just ask him about the scar on his arm.

The next thing that happened immediately confirmed his thoughts.

Stagnant airflow, winds of disorder, secondary rust. Ice feet, chains of flame, accelerated exhaustion, gravity increased slightly, and one ring of spells after another fell on everyone's heads. The effect of each spell is minimal, but it is better that there is no need for casting time, Brando almost runs and does not need money to throw these low-level spells on the black-robed knight, and does not need to successfully penetrate the black-robed knight's magic resistance every time, but as long as it takes effect once, these high-level believers of the All Things Convergence Society will slowly and irrepressibly slow down.

On a normal day, this slowdown is almost pointless, because the duration is short, and it is just as time-consuming and labor-intensive, but at this moment, for all the black-robed knights, it is a life-saving talisman. One by one, Brando passed over the knights he had slowed down, and the giant wandering magic lords who followed him, and countless breaths of ice engulfed them in an instant, like pebbles thrown into the sea, swirling in the tide of monsters, and then disappeared.

"Despicable!"

These high-level believers of the All Things Return to One Society are usually the most insidious and cunning and ruthless beings in the minds of ordinary people, but at this moment, in their hearts, Brando is the real demon. Jiufeng has an old saying, called fighting for the tiger, and now Brando plays such a role in their minds - if it is only Brando, they can easily defeat it when they join hands - of course, the black-robed knights think so. But unfortunately, Brando obviously won't give them this chance, he will just enchant them one by one, and then let the Breath of Ice kill them one by one.

This is simply blatant fox fake tiger power.

Of course, there were also a few black-robed knights who could not bear the humiliation, drew their swords and turned back, wanting to rush forward head-on and die with Brando. But alas, they soon realized that this guy was a suffocating elemental, but his swordsmanship was surprisingly good. Then with such a surprised thought, he was swept into the group of monsters behind him by Brando's Wind Queen.

One by one, the knights dwindled, and soon, Brando's vision was left alone with Dejar.

And this eagle swordsman is worthy of being a henchman by Enric's side, Brando felt that the other party might have something like a meditation amulet, or a secondary spell to resist a brooch, and the first and second ring spells hit him, and disappeared in an instant, he tried to put a three-ring fire arrow, and sure enough, the other party staggered, leaving a charred mark on his back armor. Sure enough, it is a meditation talisman, and the secondary spell resistance brooch can resist spells below the four rings, but Brando still shook his head, the three-ring spell will only have one kind of fire arrow, and the mana is not enough for him to use it repeatedly, after all, it is a fantasy to rely on the three-ring spell to kill an elemental civilized opponent.

If only there was a three-ring wind binding, as long as it could be delayed for a second, it would be enough for Dejar to suffer.

Brando has to face the reality that he is a third-rate elemental envoy, not to mention that it is very difficult for him to instantaneously send the two-ring spell, this is still thanks to the blessing of high will, and the three-ring spell is forced to be instantaneous, and it is estimated that it is really possible to be unable to eat it. And for him to stand still and cast the spell, it is necessary to ask the army of Ice Breath behind him if they are willing to stop and wait for him, and this answer is obviously no.

And now Brando has to face two problems:

One, Dejar is faster than him, and second, he can't seem to slow down the other party's speed.

And apparently, our Eagle Swordsman, after several attempts by Brando, also understood this. He couldn't help but have a smug look on his face for the first time, and although he was a little wolf, he still turned around and mocked Brando: "You're crazy, do you know what you're doing?" If you plan to run away like this, haha, then you will definitely die before me! ”

After Dejar shouted these words, he only felt a wave of joy in his heart, as if this was the first time he had the upper hand since facing Brando. It's just that before this smugness could completely manifest itself from his expression, he was stillborn, and even the slightest hint of it was instantly frozen on his face—he saw Brando looking at him with some pity.

If someone else looked at him like that, he would have felt angry, insulted and belittled.

But Brando looked at him like this, and Dejar's heart was alarmed.

He must have a conspiracy!

He must be planning to plot on me!

Dejar was all too familiar with the young man on the other side, though they had only learned after the battle of Ampesel who had benefited the most from the entire Ampesel Peace Council, who had single-handedly planned their defeat and toyed with them, including the Duke whom he respected, as if they were prophets. If there is anything else in this world that he can consider to be a demon, then the other party's appearance must be the same as the face in front of him.

Dejar felt the hairs on his body stand up at that moment, and he was so engrossed in Brando's every move, as if he would immediately fight back in countless ways that Brando had rehearsed in his mind.

But Brando made only one move.

A word was spoken to him with lips.

Our Eagle Swordsman was slightly stunned, not that he didn't know lip language, but that Brando said something strange to him.

"Watch out ahead?"

"Watch out for what's ahead?"

…… (To be continued......)