Vol 3 Chapter 372

In the last golden age, the Bugatians created the colossus and named it ‘Traminir’, a titan in an ancient legend. This sacred weapon used to be a weapon for the people of order to resist the dusk, but since the fall of the final fortress 'babel', everything related to it has disappeared into the long river of history one by one.

But the legends associated with it have been circulating on the earth. Regarding its power and might, it is still said to be extolled by the world today. It is one of the few supreme creations in which mortal weapons can compete with the dusk.

And to this day, it reappears before the world--

After the first colossus stood upright, it stood up from the earth to the second Titan. As soon as Brando saw this scene, he didn't want anything, and turned around without turning back-running towards Antitina. Mesica, the king of chaos that was left behind him, reacted almost instantly, "Portal! Stop him!" It screamed in astonishment and anger.

Brando was exactly that way. As soon as he saw the two Titans appearing, he knew that victory was hopeless. In that case, he might as well try to blow up the portal before the other party arrived.

Of course, first and foremost is to save Antitina.

The eagle Djal immediately caught up. But Charl stopped him and said, "I made it impossible for each other to pass, the law of the wall!" He cast a spell with his left hand unharmed, and the spell actually formed, and a wall of force field lay between the two.

The wall appeared so abruptly that Djal nearly bumped into it, but his keen response made him stop suddenly at the last minute. In the mid-air, a backhand sword was cut on the wall with a bang, and the sword fell on the transparent force field wall and rippled, but it remained motionless.

Dejal had no choice but to step back and try to get around the wall from both sides. But this stop has wasted the most precious opportunity. Nicholas finally killed the last long-horned demon at this moment, and at the same time noticed everything that happened here. The Sifah's great swordsman turned and swept across a distance of hundreds of meters. With the sword wind of flames, the dagger came straight to the eagle.

Although the eagle Djal is said to be known as the swordsman of Anlenk, he has no guts compared to Nicholas, so when he saw the flame, he pulled out a golden red line in the rainy night. He rushed towards himself, his face suddenly changed, and a lame **** rolled backwards to avoid the sword.

Of course, although the sword was avoided, the clothes rolled in muddy water, and when they stood up, they were just as embarrassed as they were. Dejal was irritable and could not help anger and rushed to the crown: "Nicholas, are you going to betray Grand Duke Sifaher!" He shouted angrily.

Nicholas didn't bother to care about the idiot. The next moment, he appeared next to Shire, and a sword stopped Mesica, the king of chaos that rushed up. Mesika yelled angrily, but at this moment it wasn't Ryoma Nicholas' opponent. No matter how anxious and furious, she could only watch Brando rushing towards the portal alone.

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Brando ran forward furiously. The Titans are the top creations of the Buga wizards. They are said to have the power of lightning like the ancient giants. Although they are lifeless stones, they can be turned into lightning shuttles. on the battle field. The speed of lightning can be imagined. So he must destroy the portal before the other party arrives.

Within a few steps, he found the body of Miss Chancellor, and Antitina was motionless. The long skirt was almost stained with blood-although well prepared, Brando couldn't bear a pain in his heart when she saw the pale and quiet look of Antitina's closed eyes.

She could have lived peacefully in Braggs, and despite poverty, she would at least not die. He knew that she would one day create her own core of magical power and become the star of Alluin's most shining.

But she chose to go down this road with him.

Even if he gave up the work he loved, he never complained about him. She would just stand beside him silently, admonishing him what a qualified aristocrat should do, although somewhat old-fashioned, but full of goodwill and expectations.

Brando used to think Miss Staff was a little too rigid. But it wasn't until he lost that he realized that he owed the girl too much.

He silently looked at Antitina's "Sleeping Face" and called out the system of travelling mage, praying that Master Martha would give him a glimmer of hope. But when he turned over Antitina's body gently, he froze.

Miss aide on the bloodstained dress. There were shocking breaches everywhere, as if about how brutal Mesica's claw was. But that's all, Brando soon found that he couldn't find any wounds. Except that there were three narrow slits on her dress, which proved that the claws of the **** king had passed through, the skin under the clothes was white and jade. There was no trace of scars or scars.

Brando blinked, almost thinking he had an illusion. He patted his face subconsciously, then tentatively tried the temperature of Antitina with his hand, and touched the wound under her clothes. He was shocked to find that Antitina's temperature was still warm.

He froze in a moment.

At this time, the lady of the noble gave a low, thin moan, frowned, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, then opened her eyes. The dark pupil stared at Brando in surprise, as well as his movements.

As for Brando's action--

Brando squatted next to her little staff member, and ran her hand through Antitina into a few thin pieces of clothing, her palms pressed against the soft and jade place of her chest.

The two looked at each other like this.

Antitina's face was so red that she didn't know what language to use to describe it. I saw her answer in a voice that she could barely hear: "Lord, Lord Lord ... please, please hold your identity ... you ... how can it be in such a place ... "

But Brando was stunned waiting for Antitina as if she hadn't heard, "Antitina, are you not injured?"

"what!"

Antitina seemed to be reacting now, remembering what had happened before. She instantly forgot Brando's behavior, with an unbelievable look on her face.

"Ah ... I, I'm not dead?" The savvy clerk, who had always been savvy, couldn't help but face a short circuit.

"Lord Lord, am I dreaming? Is this the kingdom of the dead or Eden?

"No, neither, Antitina, you are not injured ... No, I don't know what happened." Brando felt a lot of messy thoughts in his head. But none are reliable. He was convinced that he had never read wrong or had hallucinations. Antinina must have been killed by Mesica, as evidenced by the openings and blood on her skirt.

But what's going on?

When he was still puzzled, he suddenly saw Antinina lying on the ground tears, and the tears mixed with the rain and slipped from her fair face.

"Antinina?" Brando felt a sudden blow to his heart. He fully understood the meaning in the girl's eyes.

It was not shock, excitement nor tears of sadness. It's an unstoppable joy. Because she could be with him again, there was no need to go alone to the kingdom of the dead.

At that moment, Brando felt that the softest place in his heart was touched.

Miss Staff had hugged him tightly before then.

Tears rolled from her eyes like broken beads. She didn't speak, but she was worth a thousand words. At that moment, Brando suddenly understood her choice.

Brando quietly felt the warmth passed from the noble Qian Jin, if he could, he was willing to give her so much time. But now, after all, it wasn't the time to be gentle, and he paused, before pressing Antinina's shoulders to calmly pull her away from herself.

"Antinina. It's not the time to say that, we need your help."

Antitina nodded slightly, she had calmed down. The shock of regaining her life gave her a brief disorientation. After all, she was still the lady of the staff. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand: "I know, portal. There is also a portal, Lord Lord, please help me?

Brando hurriedly helped her up, and the two quickly ran towards the portal. At the same time, Nicholas had just blocked Mesica, the king of chaos, and Dejar, the eagle swordsman.

The portal is a hundred meters away.

It was this time--

A flash of lightning pierced the night sky, turning everyone's face. The crisscross electric light seemed to span the entire battlefield and suddenly fell in front of Brando and Antitina the next moment. Stand between them and the portal.

After the lightning disappeared, a huge figure appeared behind the white smoke. It stands in the rain curtain, its towering body is more than 100 meters, and it also carries dirt. But the rain had washed the dirt down, exposing the bronze-like skin below.

It looks like a bronze creation, but it is actually the product of granite after magical strengthening.

No one in this world knows more about this giant than Brando's wizard. It's Titan. The supreme creation of artisan wizards.

Its body is piled with stones, but it has hardened through the strongest Adamantite after magical protection. The ancient alchemy was lost long after the war, and every Titan Colossus that exists today is a gift from before that era.

But most of the rumors about these gifts are describing their terrible power.

When the wizard of Buga captured Arles with the slate hidden, he used only a colossus of the Titan to level the third largest city underground in the Jordan. It is said that after that battle, Arles turned to ashes and was seen by players.

Brando stopped subconsciously.

The Titan looked like a mountain in front of them, and ran across him and the portal. Although it was not far away, it seemed to be the end of the world.

Brando couldn't help but clenched his sword, and the lady on the side gave him a careful look. But can we give up at this time?

Obviously not.

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