The roar that burst through the air quickly formed an intuitive idea in Brando's mind, and if it was like a sharp sonic boom of air when a whip was swung, then Brando couldn't imagine how big the whip should be.

Exactly.

It's a whip that sweeps across the forest.

The terrible sonic boom swept through the forest in an instant, and Brando felt the back of his head tingle, and subconsciously dragged Akane forward, and the two rolled into a nearby tree hole.

Then there was a 'buzz', and the sound seemed to sweep through his brain, causing the ear drums to resonate, until a few seconds later, he even felt a buzzing sound in his head for a long time, and it took a long time for him to gradually regain his hearing.

It was horrible.

He saw the roaring attack in the last moment he fell into the hollow of the tree—a whip-shaped wall of qi, about the height of a tree trunk, and a white expanse rolled in, sweeping half the valley in an instant.

The moment he fell into the hollow of the tree, the wall of qi swept over his head.

Brando couldn't help but shake his head in the darkness of the hollow, his teeth rippling his lips from the previous impact, and the smell of blood—though he froze at once—as he felt a softness in his lips in response.

If it weren't for the girl's breath in the dark, he would have almost forgotten that there was still Akane under him.

Brando's face turned red all at once.

His vision had gradually adapted to the darkness of the tree hollow, where even the starlight seemed faint, and he could see his hands propped up on the damp dirt in the hollow - and what was good - Akane was impartial, and was pressed under him to look at him like a frightened little animal.

The girl's burning amber eyes were unusually bright in the darkness.

But it was not anger that burned, but shyness.

She almost forgot to breathe.

Both of them had blood on their lips, and each other, there was a fishy salty taste.

Brando, with a straight face and a word, sat up and reached out a little stiffly to pull Akane up. Although he had obviously restrained himself from thinking about the previous events, for some reason, that memory was so vivid and vivid.

The lips responded with the soft girlish fragrance, and with a touch of blood, as if it could melt people's thoughts.

It was something that happened in a moment, but it played out in his memory repeatedly, as if he were forever living in the previous moment.

Neither spoke.

Brando couldn't help but want to cover his face, this was the first failed kiss of a magician in the previous life and even in this life, and he lost so much shame for some reason.

He couldn't help but comfort himself that perhaps kissing little Roman's forehead in the past should have been the first kiss - but this lame excuse was not convincing even to himself.

But it wasn't the first time.

The red-haired girl felt like she was going to be so hot until it melted and seeped into the cold dirt beneath her body like water, and her eyes widened in confusion until she was pulled up by Brando.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

The two of them said in unison.

Akane bowed her head with an 'ah' sound.

Brando felt his face burn, as if all the dangers outside the forest were gone, or he had forgotten about it altogether, even though it had been two decades old.

But he was not prepared for this.

It wasn't until Ortales burst out laughing that the crisp laugh sounded like a silver bell in the darkness that brought Brando to his senses, "Little one, you're so cute. ”

"Ahem." Brando coughed, "...... Do you see what that was just now, Lord Ortares. ”

Otares seemed to have discovered a new world, but she did not rush to press closer, but replied, "I should be not wrong about the tail of something." ”

Tail?

The word is like a basin of cold water that drenches Brando from head to toe, what can have that big a tail? He was suddenly stunned, and suddenly remembered that the previous one seemed to be really like a dragon's tail sweep attack.

But if that's really a tail sweep --

Martha is on top.

How big is that dragon?

"Wait, no entity?" Brando asked with a sudden breath.

"It seems to be an air creature," replied Otares, "but at a glance I could barely make out that it was some kind of cloud, or mist." ”

"It's a monster." Brando corrected, and he looked back, "Akane." ”

Akane also reacted at this time, although her face was still cute red: "I see, lord-wait!" The girl was suddenly shocked: "My gun is still outside!" ”

She looked up and saw that Brando had climbed up the hollow of the tree.

Brando thought at this time that Mephistopheles and Veronica should still be in the open space just now, but these two guys won't be directly given seconds by that blow - although it's not impossible, but the bulls in history hang in front of him, Brando still thinks it's a bit incredible.

Even if he was here to change history.

But this is also a little too inexplicable.

He climbed out of the tree hole, and the first thing he saw was that Akane's thunder spear was still not far away, but as soon as Brando saw the scene outside, his face immediately changed, his head shrunk, and he hid back in the tree hole.

Akane saw that her lord's face was strange, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Brando hurriedly put his finger to his lips and motioned for her to keep quiet.

"What's that?" He couldn't help but ask Otares in his heart.

"Even if you ask, I don't know, little one," Otares also took a breath of cold air, and although the monsters in the Black Forest were strange, the thing outside was also a little too outrageous: "It looks like ......"

She thought about it for a moment before she found a reliable word: "Ten, fifteen-headed snake lizard." ”

But Brando waited a long time to make sure that the thing didn't notice him, and then poked his head out to look at the other person carefully, and if the first glance was just shock, the second time he confirmed that the thing was not his hallucination.

Even Brando couldn't help but feel an irresistible sense of insignificance rising from the deepest part of his heart, and he felt that his hands and feet were a little weak.

He looked up at the behemoth that stood above the earth and penetrated the heavens and the earth.

Above the forest.

Above the layers of clouds.

Behind the layers of clouds, fifteen white, cloud-made giant dragons formed by the clouds and mist slowly looked around over the mountain peaks, it stood on top of the forest, the dark green, cascading canopy was like a carpet at its feet, and this giant beast was more like a white mountain.

A mountain range made of clouds.

Brando couldn't help but think of the days gone by, when he saw those thick cumulonimbus clouds in the sky in the summer, and this thing was a bit similar to those unpredictable clouds.

It's in the forest, and it's half the sky.

Brando looked at the giant beast and felt a little difficult to breathe, should this thing really appear in this mission, how can it look like a creature of the level of a perfect body.

Mythical creatures.

"Brando." Otares' voice came from his heart.

"Huh?"

"This thing...... Okay, it seems to be a Sage Hydra...... Ancestral Beast ......"

"Shouldn't the Ancestral Divine Beast be a physical creature?" Brando felt his mouth a little dry.

"Probably...... Probably projection. "Ortales can't even be sure, after all, creatures like the sea beast Leviathan, Ouroboros Jörmungard, and Sage Hydra were just legends even a dozen centuries ago.

Even a projection would kill someone, Brando thought to himself.

"Wait, Brando." The female knight suddenly said again.

"What's wrong?"

"In the forest...... It seems to be foggy. ”

"Fogging?" Brando was startled, he looked around and saw that the fog was rising in the forest - Brando thought it was snow fog at first, but after a while, he realized that the wind had stopped, and the snow had stopped.

It's just that there's something weirdly quiet in the woods.

There is no mention in the myth that the 'Ancestral Beast' has the ability to manipulate the fog -

Brando subconsciously raised his head, his eyes shrank slightly, and he immediately saw that the huge wall of clouds in the sky was slowly advancing, and the place it passed by, far and near, was a dark mountain and forest between heaven and earth, lightning and thunder.

And in the darkness, those pillars of light representing civilization and order were flickering, and then extinguished one by one.

It's like a candle being blown out in a storm.

"The wall in the clouds is starting to close again!" Brando felt his eyelids skip a beat.

And at the same moment.

Hiding under the Holy White Stone, Karglis sat beside Medea, holding the hand of the goddess officer, and watched this terrible scene in amazement, dozens of pillars of light in the southern sky, far and near, were extinguished one after another at the same time.

One after the other, flickering and then disappearing.

The disappearance of each pillar of light not only represents the disappearance of life, but also the annihilation of hope in the darkness.

Everyone didn't speak.

Antitina sat beside the campfire on the other side, her dark eyes looking up, the light was gone, the air was already cold, and she hugged her knees as if this was the only way to bring some warmth to herself.

The lord was gone, and Akane was taken away, and the sudden change in the sky made Antitina extremely uneasy. But she couldn't express this uneasiness, and it was only the pale and slender fingers that unconsciously clutched the skirt on her knees to reflect her true state of mind.

Flo sat beside her, as quiet as ever, without saying a word, which made the noble lady feel a little more at ease.

She took a breath and looked to the other side.

Veronica left the others to keep an eye on them, the Cruz envoys numbered about a hundred people, and it was not impossible for Quinnier's Dryads and the remaining Centaur Elder Guards to resist, but Antitina did not agree to do so.

They're going to be here anyway, waiting for Brando to come back.

Antitina looked at the leader of the Cruz people, a countess, who was in fact only a little older than her, but she was jealously beautiful.

Her face seemed to be a mixture of the smoothness and perfection of the statues of classical goddesses—she stood quietly, neatly dressed in a thick black and purple tweed coat, with long violet hair hanging down her shoulders, and her whole person was full of mystery and elegance.

However, Antitina found some similarities with herself from the other party, the same calm and rational, but the slightly frowning willow eyebrows reflected the true thoughts of the other party.

"She's worried," Antitina couldn't help but be slightly distracted, she looked up at the sky, "What is she worried about, or is this strange omen portending?" ”

But Delphien didn't notice Antitina's gaze, she just looked at the fog outside the Holy White Stone, and muttered, "The light is out, is this the magic tide...... Ehrman, where are you ......"

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