Act Two Hundred and Twenty-Second: The Knight of Flan and the Priest of Chongshan
In the twilight forest outside the Land of Eternal Death, heavy fog filled the dark river. The water was gurgling. The waves passed over the rocks in the river, forming a whirlpool, causing the trees and driftwood flowing down the river to swirl and sink.
At the bottom of the river, one or two eye-catching white lines occasionally appear in the dark night.
An offensive and defensive battle is going on on the river beach. "Continuous March!" Foscia is like a solitary peak hovering in the forest, with a card exuding black brilliance spinning on its seventh corner.
It finally stopped, revealing the scene of an army of spirit servants marching on a dark plain.
Countless skeletons are crawling out of the ground through the wet soil. The mud is falling off from their bodies, revealing their white skeletons. These filthy evil spirits are standing up staggeringly from the river beach; from a distance, in the darkness,
A heart-stopping phosphorus fire was rushing towards Medisa and Hipamira on the other side of the battlefield.
"Heavenly Arms!" The little silver elf princess also threw out a card. She stretched out her hand, and the card instantly hung in mid-air. Silver light gathered little by little, as if the light of eternity was added to it.
The beam of light from the top of the holy cloud pierces down like a sharp sword, just as the card describes: 'When the light of judgment plows through the battlefield, the army of the undead is wiped out.'
The power of the planeswalker then resonated with the whole world. The three of them looked up and saw a golden cloud suddenly rolled up in the dark night sky. An unobservable light fell from the cloud, and the light shone into the forest.
Just as it enveloped this river beach, holy flames immediately ignited on the river beach, and the souls of the dead wailed and melted in the firelight. They were turned into ashes, just as judgment came to the world.
Fusia nodded, a trace of cunning flashed in its golden pupils, and it said: "The five-color dawn can be transformed into any color. In a battle, it can form many different attack methods. According to the fate I got,
It depends on the card. In this battle, I will start with a sensitive and reckless red creature to launch a fast attack on you. However, the red creature is irritable and fragile. Once the attack is frustrated, it will often leave a large number of corpses in the cemetery.
Rest March can transform all the creatures in the graveyard into ten times the number of level 10 black spirit servant tokens. They may seem vulnerable to you. But unfortunately, the power of the planeswalker is never only between creatures and spells.
superior"
Its voice rumbled over the forest, startling a flock of birds, which flapped their wings and flew up into the night sky. But it seemed not to hear it, raised its golden claws, and showed the next card.
"revenge!"
Groups of white light rose from the bones of the undead that had been turned into ashes, like a spooky will-o'-the-wisp in the darkness. Foscia pointed at Medisa, and countless light spots immediately shot towards Medisa.
Sha flew away, but the little silver elf princess couldn't dodge at all. She was hit in the chest and flew backwards with blood spurting from her mouth.
The priestess screamed in fright and rushed over to help Medisa up.
"Hipamila, I'm fine..." Medisa's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were covered with dazzling blood foam. She finally regained her breath and gave the former a smile that was uglier than crying. She replied weakly.
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Then she sighed, looked at Fusia in the distance and said: "...I lost again, Your Majesty the Dragon King."
"It's normal. My power as a planeswalker was inherited from the same era as Odin, Tumen, and Trishman. It would be ridiculous if I couldn't even deal with two of your planeswalkers." Fusia replied: "
But little princess, do you know where you lost?"
Metissa shook her head.
"Your cards have powerful spells and high-quality creatures, which complement each other. Every card is considered powerful, but it is not enough, because the power of the planeswalker is not based on a few cards.
On top of the powerful cards, you are a knight, do you understand your position in your master's deck?"
"knight……?"
"What is a knight, little princess?" Phoscia raised her head, her golden pupils were like two full moons in the night sky, and her voice resounded through the forest: "A knight is a nobleman of the feudal territory, a minister of the king, and a slave of his subjects.
A leader is a lord, a soldier, and a governor. Whenever the king blows the horn and calls on you to fight for him, you must raise the flag, mount the horse, and fight for honor."
"This is the role I want in the lord's all-professional system?" Medissa suddenly understood, her silver eyes shining with a moving light.
"Exactly, your position in the full-time dominance deck is a solid supporter. The white tone set by Brando for you is just right for you. White is the color of justice and symbolizes the law in the world of planeswalkers.
, order and organization. White mana is contained in the plains, representing wealth and prosperity. White cards have high-quality and cheap soldiers, monks and angels, symbolizing honor and loyalty. So as a knight of the king, you must exercise self-discipline
, wealth, loyalty and glory to reward your planeswalkers. You are the cornerstone of this system. The prosperity of the knight deck symbolizes the prosperity of the kingdom. Only the continuous output of wealth can make other decks more full. You
Your self-discipline and loyalty can awaken the creatures on the battlefield, and you lead them with your glory to fight for the king, so the most suitable deck for you is the pure white enchantment deck."
Medisa looked thoughtful. "What about me, Your Majesty the Dragon King?" Hipamila asked quickly.
Fusia looked at Miss Priest. "Gray represents stability, determination and protection. Gray cards are strong in defense and weak in attack, and are a bit cumbersome. Although you are the priest of Himmelud, you do not have to constrain yourself to a fixed line of thinking.
, I will send you to the Temple of Yahweh Island, where there is a long-lost mountain sanctuary. Before the end of the year, the priests there faced the power of the raging sea every day. There, you will understand the relationship between the earth and the sea.
Blending of the Oceans, learn to use gray and blue control decks.”
"When will we set off?" Medisa suddenly asked.
Phoscia raised her head and looked at the dark horizon in the distance with her golden eyes. The fire had not been extinguished since the disaster in the Temple of the Dead Moon three days ago. The flames made the horizon red, as if the end of the world was coming.
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"How long will the trial take, Your Majesty the Dragon King?"
"It won't take long. The trial will be completed in the time realm of the Matatania people. The long time there is just a moment on the main material plane. You can complete the trial in half a month at the latest. If you can survive
If you come out."
Medisa's eyes lit up. "Can we leave early?"
"Ahead of time? How long will it be in advance?"
"Now, immediately."
Phoscia's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said: "I have to remind you that the planeswalker's trial is very dangerous, and you'd better be fully prepared."
Medisa turned back, looked at each other with Hipamila, and they both nodded at the same time.
"We have already considered it, Your Majesty the Dragon King."
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For three days, the City of Eternal Death has been shrouded in heavy shadows. Fires were burning in the city far and near, and golden smoke clouds rolled up, making the night red.
Although the conspiracy of the Dead Moon Goddess Kress was foiled three days ago, she still left indelible scars on the city. After the Temple of the Dead Moon collapsed, its original site was replaced by a deep and invisible
The abyss at the bottom. This abyss now stretches across the central area of the city. Countless sons of evil gods are crawling out of the abyss. The necromancer tried his best to suppress them in the central area of the city.
A Dead Moon believer walked through the hall and shouted toward the balcony: "Mr. Brando, your guest."
Brando and Delphine were talking on a terrace, Andrea was standing on one side, and the scene under the night was reflected in the eyes of the three of them.
He turned around and saw a familiar figure coming into view.
"Brando!" Freya was dusty, and the tiredness on her face seemed to be wiped away.
She had just gotten off the back of the flying dragon. Ever since she was appointed by Her Royal Highness the Princess, she had traveled all the way from Gendenel to this place without sleep, just because everything she had seen and heard in the past few days was almost as if she was in a dream.
She couldn't believe what the Banshee King Arvet said, but it was an ironclad fact that the undead signed a peace agreement to withdraw from Eruin, return Butchi, and punish war criminals.
All this is because of the man in front of me. It is rumored that he and the Nine Phoenix Alliance, together with the Silver Elf, defeated this arrogant undead empire in the south of the Sea of Dead Moon. Although the details are unclear, Bromando's Black Rose is tangible.
Concessions were made on the ground.
Thinking about it, if it weren't for a victory that made her feel heartbroken, how could Madara, the emperor holding a mercury staff high above him, surrender so easily. Others might not be able to do it, but she firmly believed in her heart that if it was that person, then it would be possible.
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Because this is not the first time she has witnessed him perform miracles, she still remembers the life-and-death battle in Lidenburg. If it hadn't been for that life-and-death escape, if it hadn't been for Brando, she wouldn't be where she is today.
The Valkyrie of Eruin who is praised by everyone.
Freya recalled the pair of light brown eyes that sparkled with a firm hope that would never fade away, the chestnut hair, and the familiar face in her memory. They appeared in front of her again and smiled at her: "Freya.
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(PS: Finished sorting out my thoughts, Nest is back~ I will update one chapter today, and resume double updates tomorrow. I mainly spent some time thinking about Brando’s deck of planeswalker creatures, and there is absolutely no garbage picking.
In addition, this month is really unlucky. I can’t even drink water between my teeth. I caught a cold some time ago. I applied for a new bank card last week but forgot to tell the editor. As a result, I have to eat dirt this month. It’s an avalanche.) (
