This card was hidden in the glove according to Hipamira's description, indicating that the previous owner of the gauntlet may have a similar existence. The other party owned a card, and this card may have been throughout his life.
, at the moment when the other party was dying, he treasured it in this pair of equally precious gauntlets.
The two things have been passed down like this, because ordinary people cannot see the destiny cards, so the universe in the gloves has never been revealed.
It's a pity that this card was assimilated by her planeswalker rules just after it was in Hipamira's hand. Otherwise, he could have guessed the identity of the card's former owner based on the card surface.
As perhaps the most prolific ‘naturalist’ that Warnd knew in this era, Brando still had some confidence.
"You put the cards away, the gloves can be used now," Brando said: "And where did you see Roman?"
"Miss Roman?" Hipamilla asked strangely: "What's wrong with her?"
"Something happened, she disappeared." Brando sighed with some disappointment.
"What?" Hipamilla was startled and quickly replied: "I'm near December Square, Lord."
"Wait for me there, I'll be here right away." Brando ordered.
"Um."
Hipamilla nodded and withdrew from the spiritual connection. Like most people, the girl with thick eyebrows beside her could not see the fate card in her hand, nor could she hear the conversation between her and the Lord.
After seeing her dazed for a while, she came back to her senses.
The latter did not dare to ask any more questions.
Hipamilla put on the gauntlet, and picked out a ring from under the ruins for the latter to wear, but did not tell her that the ring had a beautiful protective spell attached to it. It was just that the latter was hit by large particles on the ring.
The emerald attracted the mind and made me feel happy.
The two of them walked out from behind the low wall, only to find that the situation outside was different from what they had imagined.
The somewhat relaxed atmosphere among the people outside disappeared. Led by the big man, everyone stood together and blocked the middle of the road, even the grandson of Grandma Ogis was no exception. Some people even drew their weapons and looked serious.
There was a confrontation with a group of secret cultists not far away.
The other party seemed much more relaxed. About a dozen believers in black robes sneered and looked in this direction, as if they were waiting for her to appear and were in no hurry to take action.
Seeing Hipamilla coming out, one of them immediately shouted: "Priest, you are finally here, these guys are going to drive us away!"
"What's going on?" Hipamila asked. Himmelud's teachings are peace and tolerance, and she doesn't like fighting. If the other party also comes for weapons, it's not a big deal to give in.
Those things are of no use anyway, she thought to herself.
"Ask this guy!" A person in the crowd was kicked out.
The young man in black robe stumbled forward a few steps, complaining secretly in his heart. It was he who quietly left marks along the way, but he didn't expect to be caught, nor did he expect that his colleagues would block him regardless of his safety.
Come up.
Facing the look in Hipamila's eyes, he was naturally hesitant and speechless, for fear that the priestess would destroy him with a divine thunder of punishment.
At this time, God's Thunder has quietly completed the version update in his heart.
"Go to the back and pay attention to your own safety." Hipamila replied.
"What?" The young man was stunned: "You... you won't kill me?"
But Hipamilla shook her head and said nothing. She was not familiar with this era, but she was not a fool. These Black Fire cultists had murderous intent on their faces at first sight. How could they care about leaving a living person alive? With luck, this person might be able to survive.
Come down, but there is only a small chance.
At this time, the big man in front suddenly turned his head and said, "I think they are looking for you, sir."
"Find me?"
The other party quickly answered her question
I saw an old acquaintance walking out from behind a group of cultists. It was Andesa, the Lord of Decay. The latter put her hands behind her neck and gently held up her long hair. The vine-like hair was squirming like a bug.
.disgusting.
But no matter what, she was still a charming woman, especially her graceful breasts and majestic breasts. She looked around at everyone, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
"Little girl, we meet again, where is your lord?"
After Andesa said this, her eyes were still calm, but she was full of vigilance in her heart. No one knew Brando's strength better than her. He was still an inconspicuous person in the Ring of Trade Winds.
I haven't seen this little guy for more than half a year, so her strength is not enough.
Even if she was baptized a second time with divine blood.
The blood of that little prince tastes really delicious, this thought flashed through her mind.
But this still couldn't offset the fear in her heart. It was really terrible. If someone had told her before that drinking boiled water could also increase her strength, then she would definitely crush that fool to death to avoid being regarded as a fool.
As for now, she will probably still crush the other person to death because drinking boiled water will increase her strength, which is nothing? Now there are people here who will become stronger when they eat, sleep and breathe.
If Andersa knew about the game "Amber Sword", I'm afraid she would have shouted in her heart: gm, someone is cheating here!
She was wary in her heart, but the words of the Dragon Queen could not go against that person who she could not afford to offend. Andesa couldn't help but look at Xipa Mira carefully, and made her own calculations in her mind: "These people must be stopped, we can't
Let them destroy Lord Dragon Queen's plan, and the hastily summoned Frederick has not yet passed his period of weakness."
The calculation in her mind was that it would be best if she could capture the little girl and threaten that person. As long as Brando was not near the other party, Andesa knew that the little girl in front of her was no match for her.
So she first used language to try to find clues, but she got it wrong.
Hipamila stopped talking the moment she saw this woman.
At this time, the difference between ancient priests and modern priests became apparent. If they were priests of the Temple of Fire, they might even have a verbal exchange, and only after they could not gain any advantage would they slowly prepare for a fight.
However, Hipamila is a priest of Himmelud. In ancient times, priests were trained in this way. They were warriors first and then priests. The harsh natural environment and the war to open up the territory of order that they had to participate in at any time required qualifications.
The military priest.
Even if Hipamilla is a pacifist.
But that's thousands of years of pacifism.
There is a big difference between their definitions.
Without saying a word, the priestess directly threw out the Iron Psalm card she had just acquired. Two angels holding trombones descended from the sky. The choir sang hymns in the clouds and slowly walked down a snow-white cloud path.
.
The holy song descended from mid-air and blended into the cloth armor, cotton armor and even ordinary clothes of every citizen present. Then they were surprised to find that their cloth armor gradually turned into sparkling chains in a white light.
Armor shirt and cotton armor turned into thick inlaid leather armor.
The big man Paluk turned into a fully armed dragon knight. The armor on his body seemed to weigh at least half a ton. But it was so light that it did not affect the latter's movements at all.
"This is……"
"A miracle!"
"This is a large-area blessing sacred art, a war prayer!" A knowledgeable person has shouted in surprise, but unfortunately his knowledge does not stop there.
"Miss Priest is a war priest!"
Everyone let out bursts of exclamations, and even lost a lot of fear in facing the cultists, and the cultists on the opposite side became even more commotion. Looking at Hipamilla's behavior, who doesn't know that she is a military chaplain?
War priests are high-ranking military chaplains, and they specifically refer to those monks and priests who will fight together with the army, rather than those who clean the battlefield, sprinkle water and pray for the dead.
There are fewer and fewer such priests in this era. People generally refer to them as paladins. The reason why the Cruz people's flame knights are so powerful is because they themselves can be regarded as military priests.
Most people who fight side by side with priest warriors will feel more secure and secure, but their enemies will often feel numb.
These are the elites in the temple.
"You are a Faenzan!" Andesa finally reacted at this time. She shouted angrily. In this era, the war priests of the Temple of Fire who use golden flame magic are accustomed to taking the initiative. Only Faenzan's
Only priests like to pray to the holy spell first.
But she still admitted her mistake. After all, the scenery of the Earth Temple was already a thing before the Holy Spear, the sky and the mountains and rivers were lost. It was so far away that it was almost impossible to know.
Hipamira still did not intend to answer any questions and focused on self-denial. This was the minimum requirement for priests on the battlefield. The enemies they faced in that era were powerful dusk species. How could they be distracted on the battlefield?
So much so that the priestess was still a little curious, wondering what this crazy woman was doing here chattering all the time. If Andersa knew what she was thinking, she would probably be so angry that she would spit out a mouthful of blood.
Hipamilla muttered in a low voice. Several beams of light descended from the dark night sky and fell on the heads of everyone. The whole street was illuminated with a holy white. The people within the beam of light immediately felt that their strength had doubled, and their spirits increased.
The fatigue seemed to be swept away in an instant, and I couldn't help but scream with excitement.
Just like the sound of a horn blowing on the battlefield, it was clear that a moment ago they were just a group of civilians, but now they seem to have mastered the memory of the battle. The helmets are also worn correctly, the swords in their hands are not crooked, and the team is also
The station is neatly organized, ready to attack at any time.
This is exactly her element, the Holy White Land, this polarizing defense, and blessing element is an extremely rare group gain element in the entire "Amber Sword". This element is actually an element similar to time.
It allows people to trace back thousands of years of memories and gain the experience and skills they want.
At this time, in fact, what stood in front of the cultists was no longer a miscellaneous army composed of civilians, but an army composed of ancient heroic spirits. If Hipamila's ability was not pure enough, otherwise it would be extremely
As soon as the plain spreads out, these people will have wings and become an army of angels.
And Hipamila uses this ability not only to save the lives of these civilians, but also to use the light beam to guide Brando to her position. She knows that when she extracts elements from the element pool, the lord should understand this.
There was a fight.
Andesa was dumbfounded. She had seen blessing spells, but she had never seen blessing spells of this level. If the bishops of Faenzan had this level, then it is estimated that Cruz and the wind elves are not far away from the country's subjugation.
.
She opened her mouth and tried to urge the cultists around her to hurry up and stop those little miscellaneous fish. But although she was smart, others were not stupid either. Some people already had their calves twisted when they saw this scene and began to prepare to retreat.
.
"You go and hold back those Black Fire Cultists, they are no match for you, I will deal with Andesa," Hipamira would never talk nonsense on the battlefield. As soon as she finished speaking, the person was already shot out.
The ruby on the sheep's head nail on the little finger of her right hand shone slightly, and the power of the selfless spirit was revealed. She felt the passion in her body was endless, as if her physical strength was several times more than usual, with explosive power, reaction power, and insight.
His strength increased exponentially, and with his confidence soaring, the mountain attribute in his hand had already been swept towards Andersa with one hammer.
Andersa was not surprised but overjoyed. After being defiled by the divine blood for the second time, her strength had been steadily higher than that of herself in the Ring of Trade Winds. And now facing Hipamira, she was even more powerful than two people.
level.
She didn't expect that the other party would dare to seek death.
At this time, she was too lazy to care about the Black Fire Cultists who couldn't hold up the wall with mud. She raised her hand, swiped a vine whip and shot it towards Hipamira in mid-air.
But as soon as the vines wrapped around the mountains and rivers, Andesa secretly felt something was wrong.
The power of her law corroded, but it had no effect.
Of course, Andesa's intention to use the power of her own laws to corrode the artifact was indeed overthinking. At this time, the first sheep's head on the little finger of Hipamira's left hand lit up, and the Seal of Chongde was revealed.
Will and belief, spiritual perfection, and supreme virtue.
The most holy ideal that the knight pursues throughout his life, the perfect soul appears in Hipamila at this moment. This is the flawless will. If Brando's will barrier can allow him to face most mortal spells calmly,
So at this moment, Hipamilla is enough to ignore some more essential things.
In an instant.
All the lines of law surrounding Hipamira, whether it was the line of law of the Holy White Land or the line of law of Andesa's corrosive elements, all deviated and became completely beyond the control of its elements.
Andersa almost stared out of her eyes: "The supreme will barrier, the law is invalid!"
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(ps: Just take one day off, imbak~ (To be continued)
