Act 91: The Dead and the King (the third update, everyone can be moved, if you are moved, please support it)

"Arrow of Guidance"

Someone in the back screamed out loud.

It was the sound of the Elemental Sisters, the magic arrows they had made themselves, and only they knew the effect best. These two glittering silver arrows have the most special magical brilliance of all types of magical arrows - there is no other way than a guiding arrow.

But in fact, even if they didn't say it, the other mercenaries saw it.

But what is their lord trying to do with the arrow of guidance at this time? Although the Guiding Arrow is a magic arrow, its damage is no different from that of a normal crossbow, and to put it mildly, it is not as powerful as a steel crossbow shot from a four-armed crossbow.

Nothing but accuracy.

Could it be that the lord knows what weakness this monster has? Such a thought flashed through everyone's minds at this moment. But it backfired, for they saw two guiding arrows nailed into the trunks of the two tall trees, with two soft sounds, and sank into the feathers.

"Wait...... Missed? ”

Everyone couldn't help but have such a strange idea at the moment, and if they could, many of them would probably be sweating profusely at the moment. Since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone being able to shoot a guided arrow missed, so what kind of power does it take to shoot a magically guided arrow off?

But it doesn't seem like this is the time to lament this powerful ability.

"Wait, what's that-"

But a few of the more than a dozen mercenaries were sharp-eyed, and they finally saw a thin line attached behind the two guiding arrows. No, that's not a thread, it's a rope.

Two arrows of guidance sunk into the trunk pulled a rope straight and chest-high between the two tall trees, less than three meters away from the ghost rider galloping through the forest.

Tripping horses

Everyone finally reacted. However, they didn't have time to lament Brando's whimsy, because there was another problem here, Ghost Rider was a spirit creature, and the physical limitations didn't hit the core, so it couldn't have an effect at all. Could it be that the lord didn't think about this?

Ghost Rider desperately hoped that Brando hadn't thought about this, but unfortunately it backfired, and the Ghost Riders killed by Brando in his last life were about more than the total number of Ghost Riders that this world had hung up so far, how could he forget this kind of common-sense question.

I saw a flash of black light on the rope, and the ghost knight had already stood tall with men and horses - if it was an entity of war horses and knights, I am afraid that at this speed, I am afraid that this thin rope will easily break this thin rope. But at this moment, the soul power attached to the rope made this undead suffer.

It felt as if it had hit a tightrope, and then it flew into the air and flew backwards.

Brando was waiting for this moment, Ghost Rider was too dexterous to aim on his mount. But at this moment, it was very different, he had never heard of anyone who could turn around in mid-air before the Element of Civilization.

As for the magic technique of stepping on the right instep of the left foot and turning in the air, it is even more unheard of.

He raised his hand, and the ruby ring Freya had given him glittered in the darkness. His heart moved, and a laser-like red line shot out of the ruby, right in the chest of the Ghost Knight in mid-air.

“Flame”

He pronounced the activating words, and a golden light burst out, and this light followed the red line, from slow to fast, but in the blink of an eye, it had already hit the undead who had not yet had time to land.

At that moment, it was as if the surrounding starlight had dimmed and was absorbed by a dot centered on the golden light. It turned extremely dark all around, and then a ball of fire seemed to bloom from the center of the darkness, and with a roar, the air shot out in all directions like knives.

The air travels so fast that the sounds are misaligned. Brando was silent for a moment before he heard a terrible roar sweep through his entire senses.

At the center of the explosion point, all the trees within a radius of 10 meters are vaporized, and the soil forms crystals. Farther away, the leaves were scorched and curled, and the heat rolled in, washing over the faces of everyone present.

Everyone was stunned, and the younger sister of the two wild elves even muttered: "Fireball Technique, is the Lord still a silver-level strength elemental envoy......

The elder elemental covered her fair forehead with her hand and replied, "It's just a magic item." But even so, the girl's voice still couldn't hide her surprise. She could scarcely believe that they had actually won, and that there were almost no casualties.

It did win.

Brando has already received experience tips, he has successfully reached the twenty-third pole, and there are still two levels to go, and the second talent can be unlocked. Compared to the first talent, which is only to reflect the differences between characters, the second talent is the core talent that determines the later development path of a character.

It is also one of the most important talents.

"It's a pity that the fireball technique still flies for too long, otherwise it would be much easier to use this directly." Brando sighed, looking at the crackling and burning forest, knowing that the flames would soon be extinguished. Because there is no real fire here, the extremely high temperature only exists for the moment of explosion. The flames that everyone saw now were nothing more than an illusion of a cluster of elements. Otherwise, it is estimated that no one in the game will choose to use fire-based spells, and if a fireball spell is smashed down, half of the loot will be less, which is unacceptable to individuals

He let out a long breath and took out a water bag and poured it. It wasn't exhausting, not even a lot of the fights he'd experienced in past games, when it was sometimes a day when it really didn't even take the strength to lift a finger.

But this time it's different, it's a real race against time. Every opportunity was so precious and important that he simply couldn't afford to make a mistake.

Fortunately, he found that he hadn't thrown all of his past experiences away.

However, he was sighing that the qiē that happened in the fire quickly stopped him in surprise. When the flames cleared, Brando discovered that the ghost rider had not been extinguished. Instead, it lay quietly on the ground, the demon mount perched beside it, gently touching its master's hand.

It's just that the soul fire on the body of the evil spirit mount that glows in the darkness and the ghost knight have collapsed unexpectedly at this moment, and this collapse is continuing, and the spiritual armor on their bodies quickly crumble, dissipating like a layer of smoke, revealing the body that was originally wrapped in heavy armor or armor.

"Unicorn Spirit"

Brando watched in amazement as the bony layer of the soul power on the demon's mount's body peeled off, revealing its beautiful body underneath, its graceful body like the most majestic and muscular warhorse, and the long horns on its forehead all indicated its identity.

But wait, in the legend of Vaughnd, doesn't the unicorn only become the mount of the purest maiden?

The young man subconsciously looked down, and couldn't help but squirt out all the mouthfuls of water in his mouth. Some even choked on his nose, causing him to cough violently.

After the ghost knight's armor was completely dissolved, under the armor was an elven girl who had slept peacefully as if she were a princess.

No, it should be said that it is the soul of an elf girl.

The silver mark on her forehead was still there, indicating that she was not yet an adult in the customs of the Silver Elves. It seems that this is a child who died young, but now is not the time to sigh. Brando's thoughts were of the fierce Ghost Knight who had fought them for three hundred rounds.

It turned out to be an underage little girl?

Who can sue him for what outrageous situation this is?

But fortunately, the elven girl's soul was still wearing a long skirt with a very soft texture after the spiritual armor disintegrated, so as not to put Brando in a more embarrassing situation.

At this time, other people gathered around, and they had come up to congratulate and celebrate with their lord. However, like Brando, they were all stunned when they found out what their enemies were looking like at the moment.

"It's ......" Tiger Sparrow didn't know what to say for a moment when he saw the translucent ghost lying quietly in the middle of the clearing created by the Fireball Technique.

Antitina was also startled and asked in a lost voice, "...... The previous ...... Is that her? ”

Brando nodded.

It may seem a bit incredible, but it seems to be true. What's more, this is actually not an impossible thing, after all, evil spirits do not arise out of thin air, in fact, he suspected that the ghost knight might be a projection of the souls of those ancestors in the graveyard of the Silver Elf King, but he didn't expect it to be a Lori.

Antitina frowned, reluctantly accepting the explanation.

"Shall we kill her?" A voice asked.

Brando turned around and saw that it was the younger of the pair of wild elf sisters who spoke, and unlike her sister, who only frowned slightly, the little girl was clearly a little concerned about whether they had killed a member of their kind.

In fact, there is a clear difference between the wild elves and the silver elves, although the Vaund elves are the embodiment of beauty alongside the winged people - the beauty of the wild elves is like a mild afternoon sun, bright and kind. In fact, wild elves are also one of the best races to integrate with humans, and many of them live and reproduce in human society.

But the Silver Elves are much more aloof and unattainable, and for the sake of the prophecy of the ancients, they have long since escaped from the world, leaving the world with a mysterious and proud impression.

Silver elves are generally taller than humans, with a slender body and elegant demeanor. They were the earliest nobles on the earth, and they were also born nobles, giving people the feeling of cold and gorgeous moonlight.

The ghost of the elven girl lying quietly on the ground was in stark contrast to the pair of wild elf sisters at this moment.

The young man's eyes fell on Roman again, and the eldest lady's eyes expressed the same desire, but she seemed to want the desired answer more than that.

Brando shook his head, his gaze falling on the ghost's uncertain body - this phenomenon showed that the power of the soul was disintegrating, and the power to keep the elven girl alive in this world had become extremely weak. Although she didn't disappear immediately for a while, she probably couldn't support it for long: "She's already dead, and even now, she's only on the verge of soul collapse." ”

Miss Merchant sighed with some pity.

But when Brando said this, he couldn't help but smack his tongue, how much life this guy has. After being hit by a thousand troops, he was beaten by the mercenaries for a long time, and then he made up for a fireball technique, and it stands to reason that he should die even if he was ten levels higher, but the fact is that this elf girl is lying here intact.

When her sleeping beauty.

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