It can indeed be said that there is not much time. But that is only relatively speaking. The Black Fire Cultists are active in this forest, which means that they will face danger anytime and anywhere.
But on the other hand, what reassures Brando is that he knows very well that the Black Fire Cult is still causing trouble for Macaro and Buga, and what they have to face on their side is just to defend the empty lizard man's lair. Although
A battle is inevitable, just as he also knows that those lizard men are a group of bandits on the surface, but in fact they are a secret move of the tree shepherds - because the strategy clearly states that the whole incident is a trap, even Chablis
Some officials in the town have been bribed by the tree shepherds, and they have dug a hole and are just waiting for Macaro to jump down. Of course, the cunning fox is indeed well-deserved. Even under such circumstances, he still relies on his keen intuition to kill the Grand Duke of Rune.
The only heir was sent out safely, but he himself was going to be in bad luck.
But what does all this have to do with Brando? The guide mentioned that the Black Fire Cultists did not join forces with the Lizardmen in the end, because the plot had ended before that, which means that their only opponents were those
They are just reptiles that have not yet fully evolved. He only needs to look at the more than twenty elves behind him who are covered in shining silver battle armor and have only a pair of pale silver eyes outside the silver pointed helmets with wing-like face guards on their heads.
The heavy infantry felt extremely confident. Those were the Elven Guards and the Phoenix Guards, the backbone of the land forces of the Holy Alliance. Although the only Elf Guard commander wearing a golden helmet had clearly told him to stay away
Behind the altar, their power is accelerating, but Brando is not worried. The distance between the lizardman's lair and the altar is within two days' travel - less than the half-life of the power of these Elven Guards.
What's more, even after half-life, even after their strength has been reduced by half, the elf soldiers of the Phoenix Guard are still no weaker than level 30 elites. They can easily defeat the lizardmen. The only Black Fire Cultist worth worrying about is playing hide-and-seek with Buga at the moment. Wait until they
When he came back to his senses, Brando thought that he had already obtained the Sage's Slate and Medisa's necklace and escaped far away, so he might consider leaving a pile of reptile corpses for them.
Treasures, quest items, experience, none of them can be missing.
Especially for hardcore players.
Even Brando has repeatedly considered whether to design carefully, how to use the 'resources' he has on hand, and how to kill the possible divine envoy who is a level 50 boss. Using high-level NPCs to kill bosses is something in the game.
The most exciting thing, as for Conrad, the leader of the card mercenary group, can be regarded as a side dish to the dinner.
Of course, in addition to these things, Brando still has headaches.
Because most Silver Elves are silent and arrogant, they follow this team at a distance - in fact, they only need to be sure that no one can bypass them and attack Brando at this distance. This is enough.
Although humans are their allies, the Silver Elves think highly of themselves and are reluctant to go with human mercenaries. This is reasonable. Of course, this 'reasonable' is just their own opinion.
Brando's Lubis mercenaries have long been filled with resentment. When have they ever been so despised?
Hu Que looked back at these elf soldiers and couldn't help but frown; he knew how scary these guys behind them were, so he didn't say anything more and just said: "Lord, this card of Unicorn Knight is'
The core card of Yongge's deck, and the only thing that can echo the core card is the secondary card in the deck——"
"Yes, yes," Brando interrupted the uncle in his heart: "You have said it six times. The main card is of silver quality, and the two secondary cards must also be of silver quality, right? I can recite it.
Of course I care about this, but you have also noticed that the card is getting closer and closer to us. I think there is something weird in it, so how about we just wait and see?"
Huque smiled, he didn't know this, but he, the lord, always seemed to be indifferent to these important matters. You must know that the stronger the planeswalkers, the stronger their summoned creatures will be, but Brando seemed to listen
Not going into it. He hinted to him more than once that he should focus on practicing as a planeswalker and collecting cards, but Brando still went his own way and followed the rules step by step.
Although the mercenary captain is well-informed, he doesn't know what Brando wants at this moment. Does he just want to become a prince on one side of the separatist regime? In his opinion, this is a bit too meaningless, especially
After coming into contact with the world of planeswalkers, mortals are mortals after all, and the ultimate goal of planeswalkers is to explore the true meaning of this world and find the path to a higher level of existence.
Compared to this, is everything in the mortal world really still attractive? Huque couldn't help but touch his unshaven chin, somewhat confused about Brando's thoughts.
But he probably didn't expect that Brando's thoughts at this time were actually more 'easy to understand' than he imagined, because he was drooling over a pile of trophies that might not even exist. The boss's thoughts on the players
Attraction is always there, especially when you know you have a chance to kill it and explode your equipment. But just when the young man was thinking about how to extricate himself, he suddenly felt someone tapping him on the back.
This surprise was nothing short of extraordinary. Brando turned around in dismay and saw a shining golden helmet and a pair of silver-gray eyes underneath.
That elf commander.
Brando recognized the other person at a glance, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart, thinking, brother, you walk silently. Then he patted his chest and took a breath, and asked: "What's wrong?"
However, the elf commander is actually a bit unjust. Although the Phoenix Guard is known as the strongest heavy infantry in the mainland - of course, this is an indicator nearly seven centuries ago. But their strength lies in their combat skills and equipment, not in their stealth skills.
, the reason Brando was startled was simply because he had been distracted too much before.
The elf commander did not feel the slightest guilt because he had frightened the leader of this group. Of course, in fact, if the elf took off his helmet, he would be so handsome that he would make Brando jealous to death, but this face
There was no expression at all at this moment. He just made a gesture indifferently and whispered: "There is a group of people in front of us fleeing in our direction."
"Escape?" Brando was stunned for a moment and then noticed the other party's wording. He wondered who would flee in this direction at this time. Theoretically speaking, Buga and his party should be in the south. The strategy mentioned this
It was written clearly, and Brando believed it deeply, because since he came to this world, history has never deviated in the slightest.
The elf commander glanced at him with silver-grey eyes, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his question, but the other party still nodded.
Brando knew that this wooden guy wouldn't joke with him - in fact, he had been wondering whether these guys could joke, or did they mean that there was no meaning of the word joke in their dictionary? But that's not important.
He immediately raised his hand to tell the others to stop. Brando had already established prestige among this group of people (except for the Silver Elf). With a gesture of his hand, the mercenaries immediately stopped.
Antitina and Roman, who were originally drowsy, were also excited at this moment. The businesswoman raised her head and asked curiously: "What's wrong, Brando?"
Brando made a silent gesture, and sure enough soon, he heard the sound of rustling footsteps walking through the bushes. The footsteps were messy, as if they were panicking, and it was clear that it was a group of people running for their lives.
Brando looked at the elf next to him and couldn't help but admire him. He thought that he was indeed a high-level NPC. This level of alertness was not comparable to that of ordinary players.
He has seen many players go out on adventures like spring outings, which is simply unsightly. Of course, players are very powerful, and sometimes the results of a raid may be reversed. This is another way of saying it.
He listened carefully again, and sure enough he caught another sound source further away - it was a pursuing soldier with a mount.
Brando's face immediately became serious. There are only two forces that can use mounts to travel in this area. One is the lizard people and their traditional dragon hunting cavalry, and the other is the Black Fire Cultists and their demons, war horses.
It is difficult to take advantage of the forest, especially in forests in hilly areas. Brando has never seen anyone so desperate to gallop through the lush forests in hilly areas.
He immediately ordered everyone to disperse and prepare to fight.
But the next moment, those panicked refugees came into his sight. There were six people in the group, half male and half, all dressed in ragged clothes like refugees. Their bodies were covered with all kinds of wounds, but they were okay.
, at least they did not lose their weapons - not losing their weapons means they did not lose their fighting spirit. Under such conditions, it is enough to prove that they are extremely excellent mercenaries.
Just like this, Brando has recognized the identities of these people from their costumes: mercenaries of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group.
No, these people are not just mercenaries from the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. Brando narrowed his eyes. These people are Jadelan mercenaries, rare heavy infantry in the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. He happened to have seen these people before.
one side.
But he immediately frowned, that's not right. According to the strategy, the Black Fire Cultists and Gray Wolf mercenaries should not appear in this direction. He thought for a moment and thought of a person who might be a few people who went with Buga and others.
Although the possibility of scattered mercenaries in different directions seems a bit small, Brando is more willing to believe that this is the reason than the other possibility.
The mercenary men and women were obviously surprised when they saw Brando and his group, and the expressions on their faces were almost desperate. But the next moment, some of them recognized Brando, and in fact Brando also recognized him.
The other party was the young man who had chatted with Reddy for a few words that afternoon. Of course, he had a much better impression of this young man than the frizzy white-haired boy.
Did he remember the other person's name? Oh, yes! Sanford!
"Mr. Brando, help us!" The young man named Sanford seemed to have seen a savior as soon as he saw Brando. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He fell to his knees and raised his head urgently.
shouted.
Although Brando doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, he is not a person who refuses to save anyone. What's more, he is holding the thick thighs of the Phoenix Guards now, which is a great opportunity for him to pretend to be powerful - he knows that the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group has met again, and he will immediately
Although Carlo felt sorry for his old subordinates for treating them like cannon fodder, this could not change the fact that most of these people were experienced warriors - they were mercenaries and had no other way out. In this case, young people
You can definitely buy a good one and poach these people.
Judran, one of the best mercenaries. After thinking about this, Brando immediately nodded and ordered his mercenaries to protect these people. Of course, he also asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment:
"Why are you here?"
"We..." Unfortunately, before Sanford could answer, the pursuers behind him had already answered for him.
I saw a roaring sound in the woods not far away, and the leaves were shaking, and then several knights riding "wild boars" rushed out from behind. Of course, they were not wild boars. Apart from the wood elves behind, there were probably only
Brando alone knew what those Black Fire cultists were riding.
The evil demon is a low-level demon that looks like a wild boar, but is a mixture of brown and blue with spots, and has four pairs of fangs and four pairs of eyes. The evil demon is one of the important components of the demon's lower-level cavalry, giving
These Black Fire Cultists complement each other well as mounts, but Brando took a breath when he saw how these Black Fire Cultists were dressed.
"Mr. Brando, be careful... they are... a little weird." Sanford reminded in a low voice.
Nonsense, of course it’s weird! Brando couldn’t help but cursed in his heart. The dozen or so Black Fire Cultists across the way are all damn high-level cultists. Isn’t this weird? This is the elite cavalry of the Black Fire Cult. Why are they coming?
Chasing these five mercenaries who look like beggars?
No, wait.
He suddenly pulled out his long sword. Brando realized a problem. If they chased seriously, Sanford and the others would have no chance to come here. In other words, they were deliberately driven to this place, but what was this?
Do you mean a demonstration? He stared closely at the Black Fire Cultists opposite, not daring to confirm whether these annoying guys were targeting his group, even though they seemed to have nothing in common.
But at this moment, the elf commander suddenly said from behind him: "There are still people in the forest."
Brando immediately looked in that direction - there was not a single figure in the forest. He could only see the layers of leaves on the shrubs in that direction, making up the mottled colors in the forest. But the next moment, he suddenly felt a movement in his heart.
.
The card of the Unicorn Knight seemed to be alive in his hand, and it suddenly jumped.