On the steep ice cliffs, both sides stood still for a moment. Seibers was condescending, the cold wind blew the ice dust behind him to form a white whirlpool, that scene seemed to be extremely quiet, even time frozen, the king of the frost knights from the era of the Sage's War quietly whispered: "I, who is it?" The voice was like an aria, echoing in the wind, and he slowly raised the blood-red sword in his right hand, the movement was as soft as a dream, but the moment he raised his hand, an invisible wave of qi shuffled out from the blade, and the wind blade parted the ice dust powder forward, and went straight to the front of the Metissa at a slight angle, where it passed, the air formed a cyclone after the turbulence of its path.

"Psionic Shield!" The little princess of Silver Jīng Ling frowned, and with a low snort, a translucent spherical grid-like shield instantly appeared in front of her in the one hundred and twenty-second act of Eternity XXIII; As if in an instant, the wind blade was already in front of her, and with a loud bang, the air blade hit the shield head-on, and the translucent grid flashed in a chaotic manner, and the air blade squeezed, deformed, and separated to the sides on the shield, hitting the ground behind her, leaving two deep scratches nearly ten meters long on the glacier.

When the warrior level reaches the element level, the basic swordsmanship will have an additional extension option - use skills and strength to compress the air to form a wind blade, attack the enemy within a hundred feet, and then the warrior's melee attack will be extended to a long range, generally speaking, a swordsman who has just entered the realm of element civilization, the shè of the wind blade can reach about one hundred feet, and the peak stage of element enlightenment, the shè will not exceed two hundred feet.

The distance between Métisa and Sebes is a full hundred meters.

"You're Sebes! How did you end up here!? Médisa looked up and asked, somewhat incredulous.

"Oh, I recognize you, little princess-" Seibers raised his head slightly and smiled slightly: "Time-light-flicker-ra, what is the meaning of the memories of the past, history, dust, worthless." Who am I, little princess. I'm a wandering ghost, what a feast. There are whispers in the north wind. ”

"Seber Act 122 Eternal XXIII, you actually transformed yourself into an undead!?" Métisa gritted her teeth and stared with silver eyes at the lord of the Frost Knights, one of the supreme among the Miners: "You have fallen like ......"

"A boring convention." Sebes replied lightly, "No smarter than mortal trivialities." Nor is it more stupid than the apprehensions of the sages, honor, sacrifice, worthless. ”

"Obsession," Medisa bit the word out word for word, "with whom did you make a pact, the Dark Dragon?" Sebes, you are still guarding the secrets of the Minr, and you know that you will not be able to make a comeback......"

Sebos glanced at the little princess of Silver Jīng, his eyes indifferently as if the world was a speck of dust in his eyes, and even the oath of his guardianship itself was meaningless. The past, the future. It's all vain. He suddenly removed the blade of the sword that was resting on Peya's neck, and then slowly drew a line in front of him:

"Life, death, take this as the boundary, mortals, stand back, what I am guarding is too heavy for you, death seems to me a straight line, but in your eyes it is fading and parting. This is the crossing over the River Styx. While the trivialities of the mortal world are still in your eyes, stand back—"

There was silence.

Sebes. If the name in Metisa's mouth didn't mean anything to the rest of the room, Brando's words were enough to make them understand the weight of the name: "Be careful, he's Sebes. Ansu, Lord of the Frost Knights of Minr, one of the leaders of the War of the End, should be known to you Cruz. You've given him a title, the lone wolf of the heights, the executioner of Winter—"

"It's him!" Veronica, Mephistopheles, and Laurena all changed their faces, and the Legion Commander Lady of the Sky even subconsciously pulled out the sword in her sheath, Shiduo screamed in fright, and even His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the emperor, who was suspected of being facial paralysis, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Without it, friend or foe, Seibers is still the hero of the previous era, and his famous era is the most magnificent period of the history of the Vaynd continent.

To put it mildly, in front of Sebes, Veronica and Mephistopheles are not even children.

"How's it going, Metisa?" Brando asked in a whisper.

"At the peak level of the side of truth, I'm fine, but his blow seems to be a test ......" Medisa stretched out her right hand, and the blazing white light formed a long silver shuttle in her palm. But she looked a little nervous: "Lord Lord, Sebeth's strength during his lifetime was far more than that, he-"

"I know." Brando interrupted her: "I know, the point is that you're okay." ”

Médisa opened her mouth and didn't answer, but her heart warmed slightly.

Brando looked up at the lord of the Minr who was looking down at them condescendingly, he had called for wind and rain, and in whom the meaning of power and majesty could still be found.

"Lord St. Osor." He called out in his heart.

"The King of the Frost Knights has transformed himself into an undead spirit bound by an oath, and his strength has preserved less than a quarter of his life at most, no, this thing is no longer a Sebes, at best a shell trapped by obsession. But it must have inherited some of the abilities of this body during its lifetime, plus the Oath Transformation itself will also give the undead the power that is different from the ordinary undead, you have also seen the White Knight Alberton, be careful, Brando, the strength of this body is much more than you see. Saint-Osall reminded him in his heart.

But she suddenly stopped, "Brando...... He seems to have spotted me......"

"This can't be," Brando was stunned for a moment, he would never believe that anyone could see through the world of thought, and even if there were, it wouldn't be Cybers: "Lord St. Osor, you are—"

"He seems to have something in his hand that can connect with me, and only the dead understand the attachment of the living, and he senses my existence through that thing......" St. Osore frowned slightly in Brando's jīng god world, and interrupted Brando's words in a somewhat hurried tone.

"Something connected?"

"Wait, I see, it's the Ring of the Wind......" Saint Osore suddenly gasped: "No, I'm mistaken, that thing is not on him, it's on that little girl!" ”

"Little girl?" Brando suddenly reacted: "You mean Peya?" ”

The wind queen nodded slowly and slowly.

Brando looked up, just in time to see Sebers turn towards him, his eyes were golden, but the eyes inside were as sharp as a sword, but Brando's body was cold; The King of the Frost Knight seemed to see something, and his eyebrows moved slightly, but the god on his face was still indifferent: "What a long dream, the jīng spirit of Rosa Yawen, the jīng spirit of Alfheim, gathered here today; Flames and dust, you are looking for the ashes of rebirth from the ruins, mortals, who are really blind and ignorant. ”

Of all the people present, only Brando and St. Ossol understood the meaning of these words, the mist jīng spirit came from Rosa Yavin at the top of the Whistling Peak, and the silver jīng spirit came from Alfheim in the Holy Silver Valley, they referred to Medisa and St. Ossol respectively, but this was only a secret that only a few people knew. Brando saw the little princess of the silver jīng spirit turn around and look at herself with a somewhat strange look.

Veronica was a little nervous, few people saw the Legion Commander lady clenching the sword in her hand, her whole body tense like a bowstring, and every time the undead of Sebes made a slight movement, she held back and did not burst out; She even trembled slightly, her reaction was not exaggerated, as the highest level of power in the Cruz Empire, maintaining a good relationship with the Flame Sanctuary, no one knew better than her what was behind such a title as the King of the Frost Knights.

Seibers once personally fought with Geert, the king of fire, and Geert was lucky to get out, this is the record in the poem of Cangzhi, you read that right, it was the king of fire who got away with it. As one of the nine most formidable Minr lords under the Dark Dragon Odin, Sebeth was once the most formidable enemy of the Four Sages in history.

But Seibers just glanced at her.

"Little girl, do you understand what it means to point a weapon at a stranger in our etiquette?" The knight's revenant smiled a little absently and asked lightly.

"Sebes, I am a descendant of Geert, the Lord of Fire, and you and I are friend or foe, and you should know my pride—" Veronica replied in a low voice, taking a breath.

"I understand your pride." Seibs nodded: "Eagle pride, that should be spread above the sky, not under the shadow of yīn, you are a Cruz, I will give you a chance to fight." With that, he sheathed Fingers the Soul Holder, took Sina the Frost Singer to her right hand, and raised the blade of her sword.

"Come and challenge me, like your ancestors a thousand years ago, honorable, loyal, worthless, but that's your choice."

"Legionnaire!"

"Legion Commander!" Shiduo and Lorenna spoke at the same time, they were well aware of the temper of this Legion Leader Lady, and if she had made up her mind, she would have fought to the death with this terrible undead here today. Veronica stretched out her hand to stop two of her subordinates and replied, "Shiduo, Lorena, remember, the Miners are always enemies of the civilized world, we are descendants of the Lord of Fire, and we have no right to forgive them-"

As Veronica raised her sword, Brando was having a heated discussion with St. Osor.

"Brando, what do you want to do?"

"I don't think we really have to fight him."

"That's what you think?"

"Wait and see."

Brando looked up and suddenly stopped Veronica, "Wait. ”

He turned back to Sebes and asked in a loud voice, "I know who you are, King of the Frost Knights, and I even understand why you're here to stay." It's been a thousand years, Sebeth, it's time, and I know who you have to wait for. Sebes, the legacy has returned from beneath the dark abyss, get out of the way, we're not mortals, get out of the way of your treasury—"

Seibers was slightly stunned.

He bowed his head.

…… RQ！！！