Vol 2 Chapter 151

Day 151: Daybreak (4)

Grudin stood stiff on the terrace, watching the little torches converge to that point in the darkness. After hearing that **** Viscount Gangstine had once again returned, he felt regretful and afraid. He regretted why he had not obeyed his confidant's suggestion to forcibly leave the other side in the afternoon, but looked ahead and missed.

But apart from remorse, he was more afraid. Although he knew that Madara's generals were in the city, he knew that those bones would never allow him to die here-but even so, he instinctively felt a kind of fear grabbing his heart.

It was like a sharp sword hanging high, and there was a hint of coolness on the top of the head.

He involuntarily touched the wound on his cheek. Although his face was calm and calm, his heart was cold. He always remembered the cold look that Brando looked at him, and the sentence that was coldly dropped:

"Leave your dog's head and pick it up the next day."

I just didn't expect this day to come, it really just passed one day.

The baron turned his head.

A stranger stood silently behind him. The latter struck black chain mail and shrouded his body under a long, black winged cloak. He was still wearing a dark metal mask, only the rest A pair of bright golden eyes below.

His sharp metal gloves grabbed a huge sickle and carried it on his shoulder, always looking calmly into the distance.

If Brando were here, he would notice the silver balance painted on the person.

Among the many generals of Madara, only one person possessed such a emblem.

Black Knight, Judgment White Tiamas Juyue.

One of the four apocalypse of Madara-

However, unlike the white knight Alberton and the red knight Redius, Bai Tiamas Qiuyue had already occupied a high position before the first Black Rose war. He was Targus' deputy.

There are many legends about him in the past games, but most of the players are most concerned about the true identity of this person. Legend has it that the face of the Black Knight hidden under the mask has not been seen by any living person.

Of course, this sentence has a factor of rumors, because even Madara's dead and players have never seen it.

In the face of Baron Grudin's flickering eyes, the Black Knight smiled slightly: "Master Lord, you don't have to worry about it, our army will soon arrive--"

His voice was slightly chilling, but with a neutral charm.

"But I heard that the old Viscount went alone, and although he was courageous, he lacked wisdom. He was not in the gold, and he could easily be settled by Kabez alone."

"At that time, you have to kill and slap, and leave it to you to take care of you."

When he said this, he thought in his mind: Is the enemy this time, the young man who let the dying Magus eat?

I want to see you last time.

Baron Gruddin snorted coldly, knowing that Madara was still reluctant to get involved in the dispute of the Eruin nobles. However, he did not dislike the proposal of the other party.

Thinking of the trouble that Brando had caused himself, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and prepare an accurate feast for the Viscount.

Death is not that simple.

...

The battle in the city is entering a fierce heat, and the offensive front of the mercenaries is advancing along the street--

After Melissa took the lead, Brando followed Furia's hand. The young man led the little girl step by step on the battlefield of thousands of horses-occasionally noble personal soldiers crossed the line to approach the young knight commander-the other party was often surprised why the other party was so negligent , But he got the answer immediately.

The indifferent young man flicked his sword with a wave of his hand--or swept it into countless steel plates--and stabbed him into the chest with another sword.

The whole process doesn't even take a second.

The heart was still beating, but frost had formed on the wound. The long sword seemed to suddenly appear on his chest. Most of the noble personal soldiers fell down with an unbelievable look.

Brando pulled out his sword, shoved the icy corpse away, and fell to the ground—and then he moved on. Funia was pale next to him, but still clutched his hand tightly.

At that time, Brando's brother was so cold, he rescued her from the noble cavalry. Yes, there is Sister Antinina and others. They are all good people, because only bad people can hurt everyone.

Brother Brando's enemies are bad men.

In Funia's young mind, simple logic took root.

Brando wiped a few blood stains on her forehead, and he looked back up and glanced: it was close to the fir castle, but half an hour had passed-time was still pressing, but the other party would surely let them go Sing loudly.

Madara's undead should have appeared.

The young lord looked around, and soon he found what he wanted to find in Grudin's personal soldiers; not the imaginary skeleton soldier or pale rider, but the figurine.

The seven-headed figurine is hiding in the aristocratic personal soldiers approaching this direction quickly. Their movements are hidden, so that everyone, including Metisha, have not found this hidden killer below the surface. The enemy is not these bones--

It's a pity that these things, which they thought were hidden in Brando's eyes, were as dazzling as sneaking on the empty streets, and young people were too familiar with them.

Less than ten meters.

The phoenix green lights flashed in the eyes of the ghost figurines.

Brando immediately gave Funia to Kellenia aside, taking advantage of the middle-aged mercenary commander's mouth, and the whole person was out of the crowd.

The charge ability starts instantly.

Everyone could barely see an afterimage swept away, then a series of seven swords, one after another, as if falling in snow, and their movements had not been fixed-everyone had heard seven sounds like cracks in leather.

Then the scene in front of me turned from a static moment in a moment. The visual illusion opened up the time difference. The seven incomplete spirit figurines had already scattered like limbs, and flew back from there.

The sound of seven heavy objects falling to the ground, the noble personal soldiers below have fallen to the ground.

As soon as Brando's offensive was closed and the sword was thrown backwards, he was already at the forefront of all mercenaries. At that moment, everyone was slightly suffocated. Although they already knew that this young aristocrat was a gold-level strength, but at this moment seeing that he shot unreservedly, he still couldn't help feeling a fascination.

It's as if he stopped there.

The momentum of thousands of soldiers and horses was cut short by this.

It was also at this time that a Crusader executioner among the noble personal soldiers suddenly exploded. The behemoth roared low, and the two-handed axe seemed to suddenly rise from the ground. There was a loud noise, and a slate on the street. Cracked and muddy, this terrible monster has lifted up a dozen aristocratic personal soldiers standing in front of him, with an axe like Brando waved over.

Brando watched this thing motionlessly, and he remembered that he was chased by the same stuff in the auction house of Braggs a few months ago, but at this moment, the movement of this thing was in his In his eyes, it seems to be a slow-motion playback.

The young man believes that he only needs one sword to split the other.

But he didn't move.

A silver spear had passed over him, and in the blink of an eye, the pointed shuttle-like spear had repelled the giant axe 'dang'.

It wasn't just repulsion, but letting it break down, and the whole axe flew far away in a metal symphony. Then he fell into the distance, causing a scream.

The mercenaries stopped and looked up at the behemoth, each taking a breath of air.

Although it was known that Madara's undead was in the city, but they could see these legendary monsters with their own eyes, they could not help but feel timid.

It was just as dazed as the tall Crusader executioner. It looked at the long-handled double-edged axe that was broken in its hands, and then looked at the little silver elf girl who was standing between herself and the young man. The fire of soul flashed in the eyes.

"Master Lord." Matissa frowned. She was also an undead. The spirit of the undead made her feel familiar, but the pure killing intention on the other side also made the silver elf girl uncomfortable.

Brando didn't answer her.

The young man turned his head and looked at a certain direction on the battlefield. When he saw the shadow move, he snorted suddenly, and flung his right hand forward, and the black steel sword in his hand suddenly shot out like a black lightning in that direction--

‘When’ a metal tremble—

The black steel sword seemed to hit a wall of air, and a cloud of Mars scattered and scattered, and then flew out flying around. Three consecutive hits on the ground, and a long distance before stopping.

The young man's eyes remained still. He saw the air flow a little bit, as if a layer of semi-transparent black mist was dispersing, and then exposed the tall bone rack with a tomahawk and brass armor on the back.

The pale yellow flames in the eye sockets of Kabais' black hole were beating, staring at Brando motionlessly.

The tomahawk erected in his hand had a deep score on it, apparently where he had previously fought with the black steel sword. However, Brando did not expect that a deputy rank of Madara would use an ordinary tomahawk.

He raised an eyebrow.

And everyone stopped at this moment.

No matter the aristocratic personal soldiers or the mercenaries, they stopped and stared at the sudden emergence of the skeleton general—

Thanks to the Black Rose War, although the name of "Death" Kabais has not been spread throughout the territory of Eruin, at least in the upper reaches of Eruin, and the entire southern territory has long been a household name.

In particular, the number of high-level generals from the Skull and Skull ranks is not very large among the Madara undead army, but the Dark Lord is the only Skull General who also has the title of ‘cunning’.

And its memorable one comes from the brass armor of the Cruzlake dynasty three centuries ago, which made these people recognize its identity at a glance.

"Ka ... Kabais ..."

"... Undead General of Madara ..."

"How come here ..."

Whispering swept across the battlefield like a black tide, and it was like a gust of cold wind, letting everyone stop.

For a while, the two sides stopped fighting unexpectedly.

"That rumor really is true," Kabais didn't care what was happening around him. The soul fire flashed in the eyes of the tall skeleton general, and he looked at Brando: "You are proficient in black magic ..."

Brando sneered.

"Dark curtains, only fur." ​​The young men were tit-for-tat.

But he secretly looked around. The dark curtain blessed by Kabais is not simple, unlike the handwriting of ordinary corpses. He instinctively felt that Rothko was nearby.

"Who the **** are you, young man?" Kabais asked, his voice leaking hoarse and low: "The trick of the Red Copper Dragon Reto can deceive your ignorant nobles, but it cannot lie to me —— "

"You are their true leader, right?"

"And you who led the refugees in Rittenberg out of the siege of adults are also you, right?"

"Young commander," Kabais looked up, cracked his jaw and smiled silently. "I have long wanted to see you, on this battlefield--"

That's a word.

There was a chilling sound all around.