Act 186: The Final Hour (2)

"Akane."

The gentle call seemed to be lower than the sound of the wind whirring outside.

Redhead less nv looked up. Veronica sat not far from her, the two of them hiding in the natural shelter formed by the inward recessing of the black rocks, a terrain not uncommon in an area that was shrouded in wind and sand all year round.

Veronica seemed to be about to break the silence, but she didn't know where to start for a while, and the NV kid in front of her was very wary of her. It's not to blame Akane, who told them to be enemies before?

But the NV Captain eventually chose to speak.

Akane blinked her beautiful amber eyes and looked at the NV nobleman from the Cruz Empire with questions, and the relationship between the two seemed to change from hostility to such a delicate relationship of mutual dependence that she couldn't help but feel unreal.

Of course, there is more anxiety, which is not due to fear and nervousness about one's own situation, but because of the concern that arises after leaving the lord.

The uneasiness manifested itself in the young nv's god through the subtle expression, her eyebrows slightly furrowed to form subtle folds in the skin between her brows, and her eyes were full of sorrow.

Veronica sighed, "You don't have to worry too much, your lord will be safe." ”

The words of comfort more or less made Shao NV relax a little, at least her hands were no longer clenched into fists. Then the commander of the NV regiment lù gave a kind smile to come:

"There is a saying in the army of Cruz that the hard-headed xiǎo man is favored by the stars in the sky.

"Legend has it that the baby who came into this world on a night when a bright galaxy stretched above the canopy of heaven is the offspring of the stars. The son of the stars is favored by luck, and he is always incredibly good for evil, and I think he has this potential. ”

Akane didn't understand why Veronica suddenly said this to herself, and she stared at the NV senior with wide eyes in disbelief, as if questioning: Do the Cruz people really have such a legend?

As a result, the distance between the two has been much shorter.

"Where are you from?" Veronica asked suddenly.

"I-" 茜xiǎo said a word "I", and suddenly became vigilant, and she looked at this NV priest with a look of doubt in her eyes. But the latter shook his head with a smile and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious."

Akane tilted her head and looked at her with some puzzlement.

"I've seen a lot of good young people, but like your lord," Veronica shook her head—although she was over a hundred years old, the NV god of war still had the best of her powers, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was an amazing beauty—but now she was sitting on the sand, looking a little tired: "If there is only one genius out of a hundred, your lord must be the kind of person who only appears once in a thousand years." ”

"Actually, I have no doubt about his future achievements, but I'm just curious, such a person will really appear in a border province of the Xiǎo country, and Brando says that he is a Xiǎo lord on the border of Eruin, but I think this is too legendary."

"It's just like what those knights described in their words." Veronica turned her head, and a wise smile flashed in her green eyes: "But everyone knows that stories are just stories after all. ”

Akane looked at her in a daze.

"I don't mean anything, I'm just curious."

"I don't know." Shao NV lowered his head and shook his head.

The captain of the NV Corps seemed to want to see the truth of this sentence from Akane Sè, but she didn't follow it step by step. As if the conversation was just small talk, she just nodded.

"That xiǎo girl knew him before you."

For some reason, Akane knew that Veronica was referring to Antitina, and she nodded.

"What a mysterious xiǎo guy." Veronica subconsciously tiǎn tiǎn mouth chún, this habit xìng action is like when she met an opponent on the battlefield twenty or thirty years ago, and her green eyes also flowed with the light of wild xìng.

She looked back: "Still worried?" ”

Akane shook her head, she didn't want to show cowardice in front of outsiders.

Veronica just smiled slightly: "Wait for the wind and sand to be a little bit, let's go down and find him." ”

The red-haired young nv shook his ponytail and looked up at her in surprise.

The NV Captain didn't say anything more, in fact she rarely showed her amiable side in front of people, but this lonely NV child touched some soft places in her heart.

It reminded her of when she was younger.

Veronica watched Akane's reaction carefully, and was feeling a little amused. But it was at this time that an abrupt sound suddenly came from the wind and sand outside.

A pebble slid down the mountain wall in the wind, like someone walking between the cliffs.

The sound of footsteps, both NV were startled. Veronica subconsciously grabbed the saber at her waist, but after grabbing it for a while, she remembered that the blue of the sky had been given to Brando.

So she only had time to raise her head when she heard footsteps outside getting closer and closer, and then a voice asked in the wind and sand outside:

"Are there any other travelers in there, can you let me in to avoid the wind, this weather is really unfriendly."

Hearing this, Veronica's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Please come in, Lord Count." The NV hesitated and replied.

Hearing this answer, the person outside the rock dòng was slightly stunned, and the other party seemed to be taken aback, but immediately rushed in. The light in the rock dòng dimmed slightly, and the comer pressed one hand on the sword, looking condescendingly at Veronica from the mouth of the dòng.

"Veronica!"

Akane was greeted by a familiar face.

Grey Sword St. Mephistopheles.

……

Ever since entering the obsidian giant Mén that guards Valhalla, it is as if they have entered a vast underground space, and the whole space is immersed in boundless, silent darkness - Brando and the others have advanced for a while under the lack of light, and their vision has gradually adapted to the environment.

Gradually, they found themselves walking up a cylindrical 'bridge', surrounded by many 'bridges' like this one, which were concentrated in bundles to form a slope that was not steep.

These 'bridges' are surrounded by no handrails, which may sound dangerous, but in fact these cylindrical decks are tens of meters wide, and they are fairly smooth to walk on.

Only occasionally when I look back, the 'cylinders' behind me are one by one chā into the endless darkness below, as if there is no end, and when I raise my head, the top of the 'cylinder' also extends forward infinitely and disappears into darkness.

This optical illusion makes one almost think that he is climbing vertically, as if he is walking in the middle of the world before the opening of the hún chaos, and if he does not feel the slightest mistake, he will fall into the endless abyss.

Anyone in such an environment would be unable to help but feel weak when they take a second look, let alone someone in the team.

Brando didn't have long to walk before he felt his other hand hold his hand except for Funia, and he turned around to see a frightened Faina who didn't know when he came to him, and a face was already bloodless.

The aristocratic sister looked at him pitifully, as if to tell him not to make a sound. But Brando laughed secretly in his heart, it was impossible for William not to notice the actions of this big Xiǎo sister, and Funia's ears were also very sensitive.

In other words, she was just deceiving herself.

"Can't you light a torch?" Brando asked in the dark.

"Eternal torches have no effect, magic doesn't work, maybe there's forced magic suppression." The old wizard stood beside him, as if to say something that had nothing to do with him: "But you can try a higher level of spells." ”

"For example, an artificial sun."

"Excuse me."

Brando knew the spell well, and he didn't want to blow it up. However, the darkness was not too much of a threat to them, and he cared more about the enemies behind him than this.

The young man looked back at the back, where the figure had come in was longing, where Andesa and her helpers were circling around.

It was William's spell effect, and I have to say that this great wizard did have the power to match his reputation, at least no one dared to say that a light yì could trap Andessa.

The old man noticed Brando's god and couldn't help but squint his eyes and smile.

He tapped the top of his staff and said with some smugness, "This Mí Palace spell should be able to trap them for a while, but young man, I can't help you more." ”

Setting up an ambush behind Valhalla was actually Brando's construction, and even William, who had fought with Andessa, didn't know the shepherd lord's xìng, but Brando was different, he knew very well that Andesa would definitely suffer this loss.

It's just that the plan is a little different from what he originally envisioned.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Shepherd and your Silver Alliance are enemies, right?" Brando couldn't help but raise his head and asked, "Isn't it good to take this opportunity to kill them?" ”

He looked at this ** master with a blank face, wishing that the other party would make a move so that he could do it once and for all.

"You want to be beautiful." The old man said with a smile: "Actually, I am also happy, but the other party is one of the twelve patriarchs of the shepherd, although I don't know how you can provoke such a guy, it's just that the winning rate with this NV person is too low, so I won't take it lightly." ”

Brando stole a glance at the old mage, thinking to himself that this was really in line with the xìng of these artisan wizards, quantifying the probability of winning or losing the war, and it was no wonder that they had never really lost in any conflict.

Regardless, the Silver People are some monsters.

However, he didn't plan to move William so lightly, he still more or less retained some in-game thinking, at least in Amber Sword, he would not blatantly give players such a **** opportunity.

"Isn't it okay to even sneak attack?"

"Nope." William shook his head: "Alright, young man, don't think too much. This spell will trap Andesa for at least half an hour, because she doesn't know I'm here, and if she sees me, it won't work. ”

And even without that condition, she would sooner or later find out that it was an illusion. This is one thing," the old man cocked up a finger, "and two, I can't spend much time with you here." ”

"You're leaving?" Brando was really taken aback, this ** master is his biggest backer at the moment, but he didn't expect to leave not long after he came?

"The Green Tower is almost unstoppable, you don't want your efforts to be wasted." William scratched his silver-haired head, and to be honest, Brando could hardly believe that a respected wizard leader would do such a nonsensical gesture: "Well," said the old man, "it has nothing to do with me, but since Tulaman has asked me for help, I can't refuse." ”

How could the Green Tower be undefended so quickly?

Brando had no idea that he had been in a coma for days, and he thought that there was no player participating in the results. But fortunately, the wizarding leader of the Silver Sè Alliance was here, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

If William had intervened, the wolf plague would not have been a threat to the druids for a while.

Either way, it means there's not much time left for him.

The old man patted him on the shoulder, took out a box and handed it to him, "I gave it to you, young man—there is a cloak in this box, which will allow you to avoid Andelsa's perception in time." ”

"Wait," Brando shouted, "there are three of us, Master." ”

"I know," the old man smiled slightly, "so this cloak is actually used by giants." ”

"For giants?" Brando's face is strange, what kind of weird setting is this.

"Exactly, but it also has a máo disease, and can only be used once a day, and after using it once, it is no different from a normal cloak."

"Do you wizards have such strange tempers?" Brando took the box and asked a little annoyedly.

What happened now reminded him of his past experiences in the game, and he didn't have a good impression of the Wizard's work.

"Hey, you seem to know them well. Then I'll be relieved," the old man smiled, danced in the air with his staff, and opened a silver light out of thin air: "But don't look at this cloak, even the Dragon King can't break through its shielding effect when it takes effect!" ”

"Dragon King? You mean Bahamut? Brando was stunned, and he couldn't help but raise the box in his hand and look at it in disbelief.

However, whether it is the fire dragon king Bahamut or the war dragon Tiamat, if this cloak is really as the old man said, it must at least be a mythical product.

But this is the product of mythology?

Brando turned around and saw the old man walk into the light mén. But in the end, William suddenly turned around and said to him with some solemnity: "Young man, I have left time for you, and the rest is up to you—"

"Wait, I say!" Brando suddenly reacted: "You haven't told me what the activation spell of this thing is!" ”

It was a pity that William apparently did not hear his last words, for the light flickered in the darkness and then disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never been there.

I'll it!

Brando suddenly felt a huge pit at that moment.

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