Akane, Namenes, Tigerfinch, and Sanfud all stood quietly behind him.

Brando held a rough stone slab in his hand, and looked through the layers of broken walls in the elven ruins looking in the direction of the valley - the lizardmen appeared in that direction one after another, the short figures flashed through the gaps between the forests, and those unevolved reptiles occasionally appeared and sometimes disappeared, Brando glanced at it, and roughly estimated that the number of the other party was at least two brigades or more, no less than three hundred, and there might be more in the back. It seems that Yukhkiel and Conrad have merged, and they are very vigilant, and the young man confirmed this.

He looked up, and it was another sunny day, and the sky was a little blue and purple. The sun quietly streams down from the forest in the afternoon, oozing a dazzling green from the canopy near and far. The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

He narrowed his eyes.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and although the battlefield had been cleaned, it was inevitable that the smell of the previous battle would still remain. The slate in the young man's hand was the Sage Slab, about the size of a fist, and a rune was etched on the front of the slab. The rune is pronounced 'En', which in the first ancient cuneiform script means earth - the earth carries life and wisdom.

The slate had already been obtained, which meant that he had already achieved at least half of his original goal here. All that's left is how to get Metisa's necklace - from the lizardman's hand.

But just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him. Brando turned around and saw the elven princess walking over with her long silver hair draped over her shoulders, dressed in holy white armor, leading her unicorn - the armor of the silver elf royal family was so gorgeous that Brando almost dazzled at first to think that the princess knight was wearing a princess dress with silver armor leaves. Metissa glanced at him with glass-like eyes, smiled slightly, and said in his heart, "Thank you, Lord Lord—"

"It's a promise." Brando finally took his eyes off the other and replied.

Métissa blushed, and Brando's words reminded her of a qiē that had happened that day. She had never been so scared that she cried out in front of so many people, and threw away the royal etiquette.

She couldn't help but glance to the other side—to see the red-haired girl named Akane standing a little farther away, her eyes burning like amber in flames in the shadows under the canopy. She leaned on her slender thunder spear and looked outside, and the whole person seemed a little quiet. Brando had already told her about the previous incident, the blood of the gods, the dissolution of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment, and after listening to it, she had always been like this.

That is, not to be sad and not to be angry.

"That sister, what will happen?" Medisa asked softly, looking back.

"The blood of the gods is ingrained in her body, and pollution cannot be eradicated. can only rely on the will to suppress it, once you can't control it, you will eventually become a divine envoy. But to say that it is a divine envoy is just a beautiful becoming, not so much a monster. Brando replied, but he had another way. That is to seal her as a card after obtaining Akane's consent, because the link of rules has been established, and all that remains is a contract. But being sealed from a living being into a card is too harsh for a self-righteous person, so at the last minute, Brando is determined not to say the method.

The silver elf girl listened to his words and couldn't help frowning. But the race's innate quietness kept her from saying much.

Brando didn't speak, his gaze resting on the mercenaries not far away, each hiding in the ruins of the masterpieces of these silver elf builders from thousands of years ago, their crossbows pointing at the lizardmen in front of them, so that they wouldn't immediately drop their weapons and run away. In fact, Brando had attacked and razed the lizardman bandit's lair hours earlier, and with the help of the two Golden Rank fighters of the former and Medisa, plus the twenty Silver Elf Praetorian Guards who still had the strength of the silver midstream, the more than two hundred lizardmen left behind were nothing more than Brando's experience in the end.

As for the rest, this is all in front of the façade, acting as a shield for Brando.

"Brando."

Hearing this familiar, slightly smug voice, Brando didn't have to look back to know who was calling him. So he didn't bother to turn around, and directly stretched his palm back flat over his shoulder, and asked, "So fast?" ”

Roman brought Antitina with him. She took the time to place three thumb-sized, grayish-white translucent crystals on the palm of his hand, and replied, "Of course, Lord Roman is very efficient, and this is for you, Brando, everyone and the elves have distributed a copy according to your orders, so to speak, the preparations are ready, just waiting for your orders." ”

"It's a pity that the materials have run out," Antitina smiled reluctantly although she looked tired, "Otherwise, you can make more, I have already used all the base materials I used before, and the sample of the magic force transmission device has also been dismantled according to your orders, and the original stone inside is also counted." ”

Brando nodded, carefully inserting the disintegrating crystals into the belt. Then he took the sword from Tiger Sparrow and pointed outside: "The other party is very vigilant, we can't fool them for long." When I get close enough, I'll get their attention, Medisa and Akane, you come with me, our goal is to entangle Conrad and the Earth Messenger in the lizardmen's army, and as for the other miscellaneous fish, it should be a problem to hand it over to Namenes and his men. ”

The Silver Elf Commander glanced at this and nodded.

"Don't just nod your head, Commander," Brando didn't intend to let him go, "Don't forget your promise. "The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

Namenes smiled slightly: "We'll see." ”

Medisa looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"Akane, do you have any questions again?" Brando asked again.

"I see." The red-haired girl nodded lightly and responded.

"Tiger Sparrow, your mission is to take cover behind your Silver Elf allies." At the same time, the young man added in his heart: "Pay attention to protect the gray wolf mercenaries, they are no more resurrected than you." Seeing the tiger sparrow nodding, he turned back to Sanfud and said, "You are the same, pay attention to protect yourself, only by surviving can you enjoy victory-"

"Of course, my lord." The young man nodded respectfully.

Brando glanced around at the few people present, and then he was relieved, saying that except for Namenes, almost all of his team was present. Of course, Leto may still have some strength on his side, but that group of mercenaries is different from these people after all, in fact, he also understands - in the eyes of that group of mercenaries, Leto's status and prestige are about higher than him. But these people here and in front of him are all people who know the roots. Needless to say, Tiger Sparrow and Medisa, Antitina and the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group have nothing to rely on except him, and naturally there will be no superfluous thoughts.

Of course, he didn't believe Leto when he thought so, but Lu Yao knew the horsepower, and after a long time, Brando would not hand over his details so easily. He has seen a lot of betrayal dramas, and those who call you brothers and stab you in the back today abound even in the game, not to mention reality.

After arranging everyone's tasks, he turned back and continued to observe the movements of the lizardmen in the forest—Conrad and Heyukil didn't seem to notice the anomaly here, but Brando didn't expect to hide it from them for long, just one round of first moves.

The nearest lizardfolk had reached two miles away, and shadows had begun to appear in the forest. The lizardmen didn't seem to have the Dragoons split up the line like they did in the field, which was great news for Brando, as the opponents were slack, and the first blow would hit them harder in a while.

Seven hundred meters.

Brando reads this value from the distance plugin;

The sheer number of lizardfolk warriors as they walked through the forest seemed to make the entire valley rustle, as if water were flowing through the forest, and as if countless ants were running on the ground. In fact, Brando could already see the mercenaries on his side who were at the forefront of the ambush with their hands on their belts. There is the disintegration crystal that Antitina sent to them, don't look at the small size of the thing, but the instantaneous burst of energy is about 15'z', and the lethality can be equal to the arrow of the magic power of the black iron lower-level elemental envoy.

Five hundred meters.

There were already a large number of lizardmen in the forest, and characters of the level of Brando, Namenes, Metisa, and Akane could almost make out the expressions on their faces, and the warriors who had been running all night looked tired and more or less aware that they were going to be attacked on their doorstep.

The red-haired girl crouched down, plucked a blade of grass from the ground and bit it into her mouth, then frowned and searched the forest for the figure she knew, Conrad, who clucked as she spoke of the Thunder Spear.

The lizardmen continued to move on, and by this time they could already notice that there was something unusual in the ruins. It was just an inertia that drove the army forward, but soon, Brando saw that it was multiple dragoons passing through the crowd, and where they passed, the lizardmen stopped. It's been discovered! Brando realized this immediately, and to his chagrin, Conrad and the lizardman leader Hyukir had never been there, and the other party's alertness was beyond his expectations.

But he couldn't care more about it, he raised his arm—the ruby ring on his index finger in a straight line in the direction of the forest, and then the red light flashed, as if the sun's rays had dimmed for a moment. A huge fireball rose from the forest, accompanied by countless blades flying into the air, and then everyone heard a loud bang, and the heat wave swept through the forest like a shockwave against the ground, blowing the hair of the mercenaries, elves, and Brando.

The hot air blows in the face.

Brando learned from the number on the retina that he had killed at least twenty lizardmen with this blow, which was an unexpected bonus, indicating how dense the formation of the opponent was. But this was just a signal to attack, and immediately, the mercenaries threw the disintegration crystals in their hands towards the area where the fireball was aimed - three hundred meters, which was not far for a person with black iron level strength, and I saw those thumb-sized crystals glittering with bright brilliance and crossed an arc in midair, and then fell into the woodland like a shower of rain.

A moment of silence.

But there was silence before the storm, and a white light, and then a second, and a succession of white lights flashed in the forest. Then the explosion continued to sound as if it were going to lift a layer of ground, and almost everyone felt the earthquake tremble for at least a minute—those who had squinted their eyes at the loud bang, and when they came back to their senses, they found that the forest landscape in front of them had changed forever.

The explosion almost created a vacuum in the middle of the forest, and the tall trees were uprooted or staggered, but even more miserable were the lizardmen who had been covered by the explosion—there had been at least a whole squadron of more than a hundred lizardmen before. But now they were mutilated corpses, blood mixed with dirt, scarlet entrails hanging from the branches, everywhere—the sight was reminiscent of hell.

Even Brando couldn't help but retch, but he swallowed the disgusting feeling and began to recalculate the comparison between friend and foe in his heart.

In fact, Hyukir brought out the most lizardmen warriors yesterday, at least more than four hundred. Brando suspected that if it weren't for the search needs, the arrogant lizard wouldn't have been willing to separate his men from Conrad and the Dark Cler, and they also had Dark Fire cultists or dark mercenaries under them, and it would be enough to protect themselves - if they really thought he only had a dozen or so silver-level guards by his side, of course. The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

Then add Conrad's part and the dark mercenaries, then the total number of enemies they have to face is at least seven hundred, which is really not a small number. Even if one hit a little more than one percent, the rest is not so easy to do.

Gotta do it again.

Then he understands that the next time is for his own appearance. He immediately gestured to Medisa and Akane to get them ready to fight with him.