Vol 4 Chapter 58

"What's going on?" Brando pursed his lips and grabbed Nimesis, who was about to go. Suddenly he calmed down, feeling faintly caught in his heart, and whispered, "Wait, the ice goblin is a very timid species. They have always been insulated from battle. That's it ... a little strange. "

The horsewoman made a little effort, but when she heard Brando's words, she just stepped on the snow and couldn't help but stop. She raised her head, staring suspiciously at the fairy **** the ground.

"Huh nonsense!" The fairy girl grinned in pain, but still wrapped around her swollen cheek with her little hand, jumping up and shouting, "We're not timid! We will also protect our homeland!" Fight to the end! "

"Guard the home?" Brando seemed to smell something from the air, squinting his eyes, and Harangia's blade rested gently on the ground in the hand: "little man, it seems like you have a secret-"

"I won't tell you!"

"No answer, no, but said they wouldn't tell me, it means that there is indeed--"

"You ..." The goblin was clearly furious, and her hands stretched forward, shouting, "I am the daughter of the north wind, the sleeping dragon Carla Reese!" Seven huge circular arrays spread out with her palms as the center. As if accompanied by a deep roar like a deep beast, Doraemon stabbed an icicle from the center of the circle, refracting towards Brando in mid-air.

Seven ring ice elemental spells.

Carla Reese, the sleeping dragon, is the famous King of the Ice Dragon, and the spell created by his name will not be simple. But Brando didn't blink. He seemed to be motionless waiting for the moment before the ice dragon hit himself, raised his left hand, grabbed the dragon head with a click, and then gently pulled the spell directly.

"Ah-" The fairy girl stared blankly at the scene where the ice debris was flying in the sky, and couldn't help but open her mouth slightly; she probably never dreamed that someone could disassemble a spell into the most primitive state by hand, which was a subversion. She knows everything.

"you……"

"Your spell is useless to me. Little guy." Brando rubbed his left hand and let the ice residue in his palm fall into the snow. "Well, I made you attack once. It's polite. Now it's your turn to answer my question-I'll ask you, what's the magical silence of this forest?"

But the fairy girl's face turned white, and she looked at Brando as if stunned: "You ... how do you know?"

With this expression, Nimesis shook her head aside. It really is a fool.

"Okay, I also know that Lord Maroccha in your mouth is the guardian of this forest, the crystal stag in the Valley of the Holy Seal, right?" Brando asked, staring at the fairy girl, but he frowned suddenly, all around Glancing around.

At that moment, he seemed to feel that something was spying on himself.

"You ... you are the Dark Prophecy, is that demon who guesses that he will eat his demon?" The fairy girl asked wryly.

"Of course not." The answer was a little funny, but Brando couldn't laugh. Do not know why. Suddenly he felt something in the air seemed to come alive. But it was not the wave of magic, but the blood of God in his body was restless. He felt a little anxious: "I just want to know what is happening in this forest."

"I won't tell you!" Answered resolutely.

"It's okay, let me guess, it's your Lord Malocha-be careful!" Brando suddenly turned his head back. Pushing Nimesis out, a dark shadow passed by between them, one hit the misty tree on the other side of the path, and in a series of crisp sounds, numerous crystallized trees broke off. Even let that thing open up a path from the dense forest.

"That speed--!" Brando took a breath of air. He found that he could not capture the movements of his opponent with his perceptual ability. If it hadn't been for the blood of God, he suddenly stirred up, allowing him to react at the critical moment and push Nimesis apart. Otherwise the horsewoman would be seriously injured at this moment.

But what exactly is that, the Crystal Hart can never have this speed. Before that, he had only seen such speed in Nicolas and Veronica.

At this time Nimesis also got up from the ground, she shivered the ice debris from her body, and looked at that direction with the same look of vigilance.

There was a gurgling sound in a dark forest, and Brando saw a pair of white hoofs, followed by long antlers, and then a pair of fishy red eyes ...

It was by no means a crystal stag.

The crystal stag in Brando's impression, noble and elegant, is the most beautiful creature in the frosted forest. It is called a crystal stag because it is snow white, and the crystallized bone plates on the shoulders, legs, horns, and spine make it look like a beautiful crystal-carved creature.

But now Brando couldn't believe his eyes. The creature he saw really looked like an elk. But half of the skull, spine, and legs were dripping with black liquid, the crystal bone plate was already broken, and some dark smoke was rising from the scars all over it.

The most terrifying thing was the blood red eyes of the other party. There was no trace of the look of a normal beast at all, only endless anger was left.

The monster was facing Brando, staring closely at him, constantly exhaling gas through his nostrils. Brando frowned, because at that moment he heard a low voice in his head and said to himself:

"Get out!"

"Get out, human!"

"This is enchantment ... how could it be so severely impregnated with magic," Brando paused. This was no longer a crystal stag, but a monster completely controlled by dark magic. The disgusting black smoke clouds flowing on it are actually dark magic.

"Human, get out!"

"Master Malocha!" At this moment, the fairy **** the side suddenly screamed, and she flew to the monster with anxiety. But just after flying up, Brando, who was suddenly rushed to her, gave a sword.

Brando put down Harangia's wide blade to stop her and said coldly, "If you don't want to die, stay here."

"I don't believe you, human!" Said the fairy girl loudly, and then she got up and wanted to shake her wings and fly. This time Brando didn't hesitate to waste time with her here, and turned directly to the blade of the sword to shoot her into the snow. Then he said to Nimesis: "Hold her down, I'll deal with this monster."

"Don't!" The fairy girl screamed, but her protest was doomed. Because Nimesis had grabbed her from the ground.

"Ah, you bad girl, let me go!"

"I will never allow you to harm Lord Malocha!" The goblin screamed immediately.

Nimesis took a look at Brando's direction. Then he turned back: "Brando won't hurt your Lord Malocha, rest assured,"

The fairy girl replied immediately dissatisfied: "I don't trust you humans."

The horsewoman glanced down at the little thing, she thought for a moment, and suddenly opened her pocket to take out a bean-sized sugar, and then stuffed it into the fairy girl's mouth.

"You guys follow us ... wow, what is this ... wow." The scream of the goblin was silent for a moment.

At the same time, Brando turned back and saw that the monster seemed ready to attack. It made a half circle around him, then lowered his head. Rub it gently with the hoof on the ground, and the nostrils sprayed with white mist.

Brando took it a little more seriously and raised the sword of the earth.

"Human, get out!"

"Why do you say this-oh!" Before Brando finished speaking, he felt a sudden force coming out of the sword. When a loud noise. He didn't even see the trajectory of the stag Malocha at all, and the opponent's horn had already reached the blade of the earth's sword.

As if it was there.

"This is ... the space element?" Brando was a little surprised, he hurriedly supported the sword of the earth with both hands, and Harangia's blade completely bent toward the center under great pressure, sending an overwhelming creak Squeaky voice: "No ..."

He denied this view.

Because the stag Malocha suddenly raised her head high and intersected the sword with a sharp corner. The sword sank slightly. Brando was almost unsteady.

This is a solid ground--

Brando narrowed his eyes slightly and thought of the other source of strength. The power of chaos. This crystal stag has an extremely powerful force of chaos. He couldn't help secretly shocking himself. This was a complete demonization. To demonize to this extent, what did this guy do?

But at this time, Malocha suddenly tilted his head. There was a rattle of Harangia's blade in Brando's hand, thanks to his immortal elements, otherwise he had to doubt the sword's support. Don't survive the next moment.

In front of him, the blood-red eyes of the monster flashed, and a deep voice rang in his mind: "Let her go, human!"

Let go of her?

Brando froze, and then came over to the monster who said that it was the little goblin of Nimesis. "You guy, you still have reason--"

He replied with some difficulty, and the power of this **** crystal stag was incredible: "It is ... the patron saint of the Seal of the Holy Seal ..."

'Kara' made a sharp noise.

Hart Malocha turned his head, and suddenly opened the sword in Brando's hand. Then it took a step back and flashed forward again, and a huge figure appeared in front, back, left, and right of Brando.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang Four Swords.

Brando held up four attacks from Hart Marocha in succession, and the four Brando figures disappeared among the flying snowflakes in turn.

"Human, let go of her, get out of here!" The voice in my head had become more and more severe, and it seemed to bring some kind of warning.

"I depend!" Brando shook his hands vigorously. Although the four swords he barely blocked after using the wind, but the power of the Hart Malocha was too horrible.

Immediately after Malocha's attack failed, he stepped back and looked up at him alertly.

"It seems your sanity is also intermittent--" Brando gritted his teeth and couldn't help asking: "The patron saint of the Valley of the Holy Seal, tell me what happened here. The magic of the misty forest is gone, That's irrelevant to you. "

But before he finished speaking, the figure of Hart Malocha was flashing. "Oops!" Brando was shocked, and quickly drew back his sword to try to block the other side.

But he never dreamed that this monster could even accelerate.

A sharp, soothing sound like glass breaking, pierced the deadly silence in the forest like a whistle. Brando looked up dullly, and saw the earth's sword in his hand and flew out spinning.

A swordmaster.

Can't hold his sword.

Brando couldn't believe what he saw, and his anger suddenly ignited from his heart. He turned his head and stared at the monster that had receded from his face again. "Okay, since you want to play like this--"

The Earl of Tonigull shook his hand, "I, stay with you to the end--" Peng, a black flame spread from his palm.

"Alves the Furious Dragon, Fever!"

With a roar, countless ice debris was blown out by the agitated air directly around Brando.

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