Vol 3 Chapter 167

Act 167 is dead?

In Amman's eyes, the growing skull of the misted holy dragon was reflected. He saw the monster opened its huge mouth, and every sharp tooth in the large mouth of the blood basin surrounded by mist was clearly visible and getting closer. Can not help but stare nervously and shouted, "Let me go, are you crazy!"

"Well, will a priest in a temple be afraid of madness?" Brando wrapped his arms around Amman's waist and rushed forward, sneering with white teeth.

"Brando!" Veronica looked back and saw the young Eruin holding Amman and slamming into the holy dragon of the Holy One, her eyes flinched, and she immediately shouted, "Let him go, you What are you doing! "She couldn't believe that Brando really dare to kill Amman. Although she didn't really look down on Amman, a priest of the Temple of Fire died here-and she happened to be a witness.

Then this matter is complicated.

and--

"Let ’s go! Young man, you will die yourself!" Amman has not been so scared since he was a priest. He feels that his blood has solidified, almost becoming incoherent.

"I won't die." Brando looked up and looked at Amman's eyes with a smile.

Amman was suffocated by Brando, and then screamed like a pig: "You ... dare to murder a temple priest ..."

Brando froze.

The two smashed into the wide mouth of the Saint Hydra dragon, and a nearly half-meter-long fang pierced through his vest in Amman's incredible eyes-in Brando and the Saint Hydra dragon In the case of the superposition of the two powers, this time even the robe failed to save his life-Amman opened his mouth and sprayed a lot of blood, and the severe pain caused him to cough up his hair.

But Brando was also uncomfortable. Another tooth that penetrated Amman's body also pierced his chest. Brando just slightly moved it across the heart and pierced his lungs-opened one there. Big hole.

Brando immediately took a sip of blood.

The green light streaks on his retina immediately turned red, a serious warning of his dying life. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since Brando's physical resurrection.

It is no longer excessive blood loss, but severe internal organ damage and heart and lung failure.

"Master Lord!"

Brando heard a scream in the forest, which was Akane's voice. But he just shook his head, and his consciousness became awake after a brief moment of blurring.

A light gray scene began to appear on the retina.

This means that unyielding will has begun to take over his body, and he has only a few minutes. But this time it seemed that the wound was too severe. This past unrelenting indomitable talent also seemed extremely reluctant to work this time, and the physical condition showed signs of weakness.

But this should be non-existent during the period of unyielding talent.

All these thoughts flowed through Brando's thoughts like a quiet stream in an instant. In fact, he was awake when he shook his head. At this moment, the holy dragon of the saint's head and upper jaw were combined, and it was about to bite. .

Brando was clear about letting this thing take a bite. He still wanted to live, and his hands embracing behind Amman were loose-the priest's body was crooked, as if he had lost his breath-Brando took the momentum to pull the earth behind him. Sword, then insert upwards.

The sword of the earth dipped into the soft mouth of the sacred Hydra dragon, and the behemoth swelled in pain and raised his hair to a roar that shook through the valley.

Brando pulled out his sword with his right hand, and aimed at the monster's throat with a ring of wind behind his right hand and fired a wind bomb. The air flow instantly gathered and pushed forward into the throat of the holy Hydra dragon, the mist was like blood. Flowers flew apart, and a huge kick kicked him out instantly.

Brando was lifted out of the ground by a huge force, as if a cannonball fell into the forest. He felt that he had broken at least several trunks, and then fell heavily into a bush.

Had it not been for muscles and internal organs nearly ten times stronger than ordinary people, this would be enough to cause fatal injuries, and would have completely cost him his life. But Brando just felt groggy after the severe impact. He tried to get up at first, but the severe pain quickly knocked him down and made him fall to the ground again.

Brando took a breath and the pain in his lungs made him cough violently. He raised his head, however, and the priest Amman, who was blocking him, was dead, and Veronica was still holding hands and feet by the holy dragon. Those temple knights are even more unreliable.

In other words, there is no obstacle in front of him.

Brando resisted the pain, tried to stand up, and then escaped into the forest by the time of the indomitable will, but it was at this time that he felt a soft hand resting on his shoulder-and then he saw Akane s face.

"Master Lord!" Brando heard the red-haired girl with a long pony tail shouting, her voice filled with tension and anxiety.

"I'm not dead yet," Brando answered weakly.

"It's almost there," said Otales, and she said with some seriousness: "It's too bold, do you know what you are doing now? It's a miracle if you don't die."

"I'm sure."

"Your grasp is a bit too much," Otales said infrequently.

Brando couldn't help laughing-but the laughter turned into a series of severe coughs. He narrowed his eyes and saw the skull of the Saint Hydra's wounded himself dancing in mid-air, for fear that the guy would find himself still He came to find trouble before dying, and quickly whispered to Akane: "Take me out of here first."

Akane held him up so that Brando would not bend down and kneel on the ground. But she immediately turned around and wiped her eyes—she nodded, and Brando was able to talk to her, which reassured the girl. Akane was already strong enough, but she couldn't help but think of the possibility that Brando might also die in battle.

Instead, she would rather die in front of Lord Lord.

At least don't be sad.

With this kind of inexplicable, Qian didn't clenched her little fangs with a little selfishness, and helped Brando to move forward, but at this time Brando suddenly saw that there was something in the grass not far away. Something is shining.

"That thing!" Brando pointed at that.

For a moment, Akane looked over there bloodily--Brando's blood--and lying quietly in the grass was a gem, a gray gem.

"It's a gem of Amman." Otales frowned in his heart.

"Ok."

"At this time you are still paying attention to such things."

"Goose plucking is the nature of the player ... I can't forget the talent ..." Brando replied somewhat weakly, but his voice had faded a little.

"Player?" Otales frowned.

"Ah," Brando nodded extremely weakly. "This is ... the essence of the next, so no matter what ... I won't forget my ... purpose."

"Master Lord!" Akane called, the girl's voice had become distant.

"Pick it up," Brando ordered to himself, "give me."

Akane froze, but she gritted her teeth and did what she said.

Brando felt that the gem was placed in his hands, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind-although he didn't know what the gem was, since Otales knew it, it wouldn't be ordinary. The benefit of such a smooth hand, naturally he will not let go.

For a moment he felt that Qian was taking herself through the mountains and forests, and wondered if the holy dragon of the Holy One had caught up. He laboriously untied a few bottles of holy water # 21 tied there from his belt-although this part of the effect is not even as good as holy water # 5, but fortunately enough-Brando is in the collection of the baron of Gruddin Obtained a lot of such holy water.

There are still some defective products that he completed with the help of Media, but most of them are distributed.

Brando poured five bottles at a time, but felt only slightly better. Holy Water on the 21st is the final product of the mass-produced Holy Water, which can be made even by the preparatory priests, but the effect is so bad that it is even praised by the players as only pain relief.

In fact, it's almost the same.

After drinking all the holy water that he and Akane carried, Brando felt that he was just back to the critical average, but the situation was still a mess. The damaged lung lobes and wounds that were not fully healed may be at any time. His life.

The next thing to look at is luck.

He took a breath and said, "Kasane."

"Yep?"

"Listen."

"Master Lord?"

"From here to the south, there should be a supply point."

"Supply point?"

Brando coughed. He felt that he didn't have much time to explain. The reminders uploaded from the retina were more critical than one. He knew that he was in danger of his life at any time.

He took a breath and explained briefly: "Like St. Whitehead, take me there anyway."

"Don't you go back to Miss Media, your injury?" Akane asked, frowning.

Brando shook his head: "Don't go back." He knew that Veronica would catch up all the way if he had not been killed by the Holy Hydra. Not to mention that the woman died because of this, there is mist in the valley, and it is much more death-seeking.

"can……"

"No, but," Brando knew very well. They had no retreat, and the only chance to survive was to enter the center of the Trade Wind Circle.

Only he knows how to enter the center of the trade wind ring.

There he can get rid of all danger.

And only by entering the center of the Trader's Ring will you have the opportunity to see the legendary Valhalla and ignite the fire of civilization in the Black Forest.

That was his first goal in this world.

The first step to change Eruin-

He closed his eyes: "This is an order ..."

The duration of the unyielding talent reaches its end at this moment.

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