Brando saw the door as well, and cautiously leaned over with the Blade of Fire, he pushed it open, and at a glance found Mayad in the scattered office.

To be exact, Cunzài, the seventh-ranked of the twelve patriarchs of the shepherd, had been split into two pieces at this moment and was lying in the center of the room.

The wound stretched from his left shoulder near his neck to his right waist, all the way down, cutting the ribs and lobes of his lungs in unison, completely tearing his spine, dark red blood and black shards of internal organs splattered out and scattered all over the ground, and some unknown insects crawled in and out of the corpse, as if the empty chest cavity was a new nest.

Brando has seen a lot of corpses, but he still inevitably gave birth to a wave of gagging **, he stopped Medisa behind him with his hand, and said with some difficulty: "You'd better not come here." ”

Theoretically, Medisha's psychological endurance is much higher than him, and on the battlefield thousands of years ago, both the scale of the battle and the tragic Cheng dù on the battlefield are far better than now, as the commander of an army, the elf princess has long been accustomed to all kinds of scenes that are not suitable for children.

But no matter what, Brando still prefers to treat her like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who still needs protection.

Médisa pursed her lips and stopped, seemingly not minding the lord's glance at her. "Maiad is dead?" She asked softly.

Brando nodded, like Metissa, 5 ∵, he had more or less guessed this, the strange behavior pattern of the biters all revealed such news, but it was too unbelievable.

Historically, Mayad died around the time of the Astral Year and died at the hands of the player as a world boss, and that battle was fought vigorously, and many guilds became famous because of it.

Instead of this, quietly die in a corner of the Imperial Ruschta. It's almost not even known.

Neither of them spoke, and Hipamila, who looked extremely uncomfortable with the current situation, did not speak, and silence lingered between the three of them.

Brando frowned, the current situation was getting more and more weird and complicated, and Andesa seemed to have completed the secondary defilement. Also suddenly appeared near the battlefield of Hanlu Manor, the Silver Queen didn't know what she was doing, and she actually gave up control of the imperial capital-"Could it be that her own party is really so important, as for letting her ignore it?" ”

And Mayad's corpse is more like a silent warning, the ancient proverbs are the most severe warnings, and it is the same now, this proverb seems to be engraved on the corpse, and it spreads along the carpet with blood.

It forms words.

Warning him to stay away from this growing maelstrom.

Brando had a vague sense that something was breaking away from everyone - he and the Silver Queen's grip were rushing in some unpredictable direction.

"Are there any signs of secondary decontamination on Mayad?" Metissa suddenly asked again.

Brando looked at the twisted corpse. Immediately found the relevant traces, and he was about to nod his head, when a thought suddenly and irrepressibly flashed through his heart.

"Mayad died here, so has his swarm been wiped out?"

Standing on the other side of the door and seeing his face, Medisa seemed to guess what was in his mind, her face changed slightly, and she replied with some haste: "The mist of plague has not yet lifted, and the swarm should still be there." ”

But where did they go?

"Where's the mother?" Metissa suddenly asked, "Its body should not be too far away from Mayad." ”

"Not good." Brando's heart flashed with alarm. Subconsciously pulled back, he had just left his original position. The carpet on the ground cracked silently, and the walnut planks underneath were broken in unison, as if slashed by an invisible blade.

A strangely shaped creature landed lightly on the carpet.

It looked like a humanoid praying mantis, about a man tall, standing on two legs, covered in a shiny black carapace. It has a pair of compound eyes, a receptive surface, an inverted triangular head, and a pair of long sickles down its arms.

Medisa stepped in front of Brando, and a silver shuttle spear appeared in her right hand. But when she saw this monster, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"What is this, isn't this a plague bug?"

But Brando recognized it.

He stared at the two dark red halos on the mantis's compound eyes, and he recognized the origin of this thing by the same color of light in the center.

"Don't move."

He reminded Medisa in a suppressed voice, and also reminded Hipamela, who had not yet entered the door.

It's a nightmare.

He once got a set of Traveling Mage cards, Adversity Heaven, from two of the traveling mage creature squires of Horsiman the Brigade, Elaine the Buck and the Pendulum Man, and one of the core creatures of the set was the Nightmare Furnace creature.

The original version of this construct insect is actually the Dozera Nightmare, a dusk species born in the Abyss of the Serpent.

Odin has also mentioned this creature more than once, the Nightmare are one of the three major clans of Dusk, the main enemy of the Earth Legion is the Crystal Cluster, and the giants are mainly responsible for fighting against the Sons of Fenrir and the Able Clan within the Elemental Frontier, only the Nightmare rarely appear in history, it is said that in the Second Battle of Dusk, they were once the main force of Chaos, called the Nightmare of Doom, hence the name of the Nightmare Clan.

But after the first two battles of the Twilight, this terrible creature disappeared as if it had never appeared in this world, and the Hazenians used them as a model for the Furnace creatures to fight for civilization in the Azure War, and since then, the Nightmare have become legends, as if they were a legend of the past under the dust of history.

Today, however, they reappear in front of Brando.

If it weren't for the other party's characteristic rainbow rings and pupils, Brando wouldn't have dared to confirm that this thing was the legendary and famous nightmare worm.

The Nightmare Furnace is just the lowest swarm, but the one in front of him is an elite janissary, born with a power that almost surpasses the realm of sages.

Cold sweat came down from Brando's forehead, he probably guessed the origin of this nightmare worm, Mayad must have regarded this thing as the mother of the plague swarm, the nightmare is the king of the Zerg, and it is easy to command the plague swarm, but for some reason it was counterattacked.

"It's really not going to die." Brando couldn't help but curse in his heart, but this guy hurt himself and Metisa: "But where did Mayad find this thing?" He thought to himself.

The nightmare has strong dynamic vision, but that doesn't mean it can't be noticed when Brando and Medisa are still, the mantis tilts its head slightly, looking at the two standing in the doorway, its mouthparts constantly intertwined. The compound eyes reflect the images of Brando and Métisa, as if they are considering what to do with the two invaders.

"Hipamela, back off, run out." Brando's heart silently transmitted a spiritual message to the priest girl outside the door, but he knew that it didn't mean much, and the strongest thing about the nightmare was the psychic ability.

They are psionic creatures.

Sure enough, as soon as Hipamela moved backwards, the nightmare suddenly raised its head, as if enraged, and an invisible ripple slammed into Brando and Medisa at the door.

There is little time to react. Brando only felt a buzz in his head, and even the scene in front of him deviated, but he was still quite relaxed, and his ridiculously high will attribute blocked most of the mental impact, and Metisha on the side was not so lucky, and the little princess of the silver elf screamed and fainted.

Brando didn't even have time to hold on to Medisa when he saw that the nightmare worm had pounced on him. It was surprisingly fast, but Brando knew that the other party should be faster than he could 'see'. This is a dusk species with the power level of the sage realm, although it does not have the power of the law, but the basic attribute alone is enough to stand out from the crowd, and he can see the trajectory of its movements, purely because the law of time is working.

He didn't dare to trust the judgment of his eyes too much, so he picked up the unconscious Medisa one step ahead and rolled backwards. His usual caution undoubtedly saved his life, and a white light flashed through the door, and the door and wall were cut in half with a click.

Brando had no doubt that if he hadn't moved, or had been a little late, he would have ended up in the same situation as Mayad.

He looked over to Hipamela. Miss Priest reacted very quickly and was about to run downstairs.

All he had to do now was stall for time, but Brando's mouth was a little bitter, it wasn't as simple as it sounded, the Plague Mist was a mile or two away, and it wasn't easy to wait for Hipamila to run out.

Left or right?

He knew that the attack of the Nightmare Worm would follow one after another, and at the moment his equipment and abilities could not provide him with any help, he knew that he could rely on the rich combat experience of the past.

This time, though, Brando was wrong.

The nightmare didn't move.

For it suddenly turned, and a black light pierced the window panes of the Imperial Count's office behind it, striking it precisely before the monster with the strength of the Sage Realm could react.

Brando heard the monster let out a squeaky scream, and then it was lifted up by the black light, slamming into the ceiling before falling.

But its first reaction was not to immediately go to the attacker outside the window, it didn't even look at Brando on the ground, it decisively hit a hole in the wall of the corridor on the other side, and fled in that direction without looking back.

"What's the situation?"

For a moment, Brando was stunned.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the office, and happened to see the windows in that direction burst with a bang, and the entire outer wall of the fortress collapsed under the action of external forces, and the wind poured in from the outside, blowing away some of the fog that permeated the room.

Brando then saw a figure suspended in mid-air outside.

For a moment he felt blood freeze from head to foot, and for a moment he wished that the damn nightmare worm would come back, at least better than the guy in front of him.

Because he saw Gwendoline, the queen of the dragon.

The black dragon's prismatic pupils were looking at him condescendingly.

……

Arka wandered aimlessly around the crowd, and the young man searched for a trace of his beloved girl, but to his disappointment, he found nothing. He was uncomfortable with the frenetic atmosphere of the square, he was born in the countryside near Rusta, but he had studied a lot with a monk, and he could be said to have received a good education, at least as a peasant's son.

His humble origins and mismatched knowledge contributed to his sensitive character, a man who was inherently untrustable to anyone, and was equally suspicious in his eyes, whether it was the nobles of the empire or the secrets of the cultists.

But he knew very well what these people were up to, and it seemed to him that the so-called summoning of the angel Akroma by the followers was nothing more than a façade, and that they were clearly instigating a riot, as had been repeated by the pagans over the past few decades. Such an uprising would undoubtedly fail, but the nobles would feel the same pain to the bone, and it was probably their only chance to take revenge on the arrogant queen.

The ceremony in the square was going on, but he seemed out of place with the pious citizens around him, he watched coldly, as if looking at what was happening in front of him through a window, and the only thing he was worried about was the whereabouts of Seti, he had seen a disciple take her away before, and she had not come back yet.

He felt a little uneasy, and it was at this moment that a muffled conversation or two suddenly came from behind.

Arka subconsciously turned his head and saw two high-ranking cultists standing behind the crowd, and he knew those people, who were none other than the personal guards of His Excellency the Bishop.

"Lord Andesa commands us...... Why does the bishop care so much about a little girl? ”

"That's what another adult meant, be careful."

"But those Eruins ......"

"That young lady has arranged for her to come here, shut up."

The words of Eruin were driven into Arka's mind like nails, and a series of images took shape in his thoughts, as if he saw the old Kent inn shrouded in twilight, and his whole person was instantly alerted.

He pricked up his ears and carefully focused his attention in that direction.

At this time, the eyes of the high-ranking disciples were patrolling the crowd, and the young man carefully lowered his head to avoid the gaze of these people, who patrolled for a moment before retracting his gaze and continued:

"We're not the only ones paying attention to her, but also the Queen, do you really think that crazy woman would be interested in a hillbilly nobleman?"

"The Silver Queen?"

"Of course, so in the affairs of adults, you'd better not talk about it."

"I see, but the Bishop can rest assured that such an important matter will be entrusted to a country girl to do?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure the adult has his own intentions, and besides, that stupid woman is vengeful—"

Hearing this, Arka only felt his heart stop beating half a beat.

The last sentence was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart, making him subconsciously stand up from the crowd kneeling on the ground, and before he could think about what to do next, the high-level believers standing behind him discovered the abnormality here for the first time.

"Hell, what are you doing!"

"Damn, he's eavesdropping on us!"

The secret cultist let out a scream, and the young man instantly woke up from this piercing scream, and he looked at the cultists who had separated from the crowd and rushed towards him, and his first reaction subconsciously was to turn around and run.

…… (To be continued......) I752