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Act 120: The Decisive Battle (8)

Act 120: Decisive Battle (8)

There is a proverb among the orcs called 'ors atrzz ma sok', which means that even the most desperate animals can still fight. Translated into Chinese, rabbits will bite when they are anxious. Brando thinks this sentence is used to describe his situation.

It's appropriate, but only in the first half of the sentence, because the difference is that now he can't bite anyone even if he wants to. The platinum war horse still has some strength left, but Brando himself can no longer support it.

As the saying goes, it is your own fault. When he charged on the platinum war horse before, he did not consider the conversion relationship between physical fitness, extreme dexterity, and strength endurance in the game. To be honest, this is not his fault, because in the game, a person

It is difficult for low-level players to get pets that are much stronger than themselves, so when the war horse burst out with 1320 levels of dexterity, the ultimate speed of one person and one horse exceeded 25 times the speed of sound in an instant - passing through the cone

Shaped shock wave, the overload and air resistance Brando endured in an instant was like a fly hitting a piece of tempered glass at a speed of 10 kilometers per second.

Although Brando's perception, which is five times that of ordinary people, allowed him to react to the mistake he realized within a few tenths of a second, it was still a little too late. The platinum pony leapt across a distance of nearly sixteen miles, so that

The terrifying speed formed an unnatural, magnificent bright silver strip of light in the forest. But Brando also saw his life sinking to the verge of the bottom line. Blood seeped out from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and his internal organs were completely damaged.

After his life exceeded the warning line, he immediately entered a weak state. Brando coughed up a mouthful of blood. The only thing he was lucky about was that he didn't die immediately.

This is also thanks to his physique that is nearly twenty times that of ordinary people, and his strong body regeneration ability and protection have prevented his internal organs from being completely damaged. If this injury had occurred when he had just traveled through time, he would have been dead by now.

He cannot die again, but with the tough self-protection ability obtained by his high physical fitness, he believes that as long as he cultivates for a period of time after the war, he will be fine.

But now there are two problems here.

The first is that he has no time to recuperate.

The second is that the Earth God Envoy will not give him this time to recuperate.

The battle is still going on. Although the Earth God is huge and clumsy, and its speed is one of the lowest among level 60 creatures, "one step of the dragon is worth ten steps of a human being". Even so, it still has close to two hundred abilities.

With a level of basic dexterity, it can catch up again in only eight or nine seconds after opening a distance of more than ten miles.

In his desperation, Brando could only find a solution that was not a solution. He let the platinum war horse he sat down to distract the opponent, even if he had to be prepared to abandon the card and enter the graveyard. He raised his head and looked at the sun.

This place is very close to the preset location - although it seemed like a long journey when we arrived, that was because firstly, we had plenty of time, and secondly, we had to take care of Antitina and Roman, who were ordinary people. It was impossible.

Compared with when he and Aikemen ran away and chased each other at full speed before. Even though they chased and escaped for only a few minutes, and they turned repeatedly, but even so, they had already gone southwards for almost fifty or sixty miles into the hilly area. The whole process,

Brando is covered in cold sweat just thinking about it now.

For the Silver Elf Guards, going back fifty or sixty miles is equivalent to recovering half of their strength, which means they have reached the level of middle-level gold. Twenty gold-level warriors are enough to fight against a level 60 boss. Therefore, he

What they have to do now is to delay as much time as possible. After the battle ends, Namenis will rush to help here at full speed. According to their speed, it will take about ten minutes to reach this place in a straight line.

In other words, he would have to persist for at least thirty minutes.

Brando spent about a second or two roughly checking his plan. After finding no obvious loopholes, he turned over and dismounted and patted the opponent's long metal cheek - this mechanical creature seemed to be

The creation of the God of Heaven is so precise and incredibly strong that it never seems to get tired. It has also withstood several attacks from the God of the Earth without any damage. It is actually the best executor of his plan.

But without the war horse, he also lost the ability to continue to escape. Doing so was tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst. This was different from making judgments in the past games. Brando had to bet with his life, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

It jumped.

But even so, he still issued the order decisively: "Bmw Silver! Enter!" Shouting the name he had temporarily given to the pet war horse, he pointed to the road - as for the details of the order, anyway, summoning creatures can

Completed from the mind. The platinum war horse is not a natural creature, so it naturally has no fear. It raised its head and glanced at Brando with its ruby ​​eyes - just to confirm the order. Then it turned around and disappeared in a flash.

In the jungle.

Brando then held his chest and breathed out softly despite the pain.

While he took out the card of the platinum war horse, he looked in that direction in the forest and listened. Within a moment, the roar of the earth god Archmen came from the same direction, startling a crowd of birds.



As long as you don't really fall into madness, there will always be times when your hands and feet feel cold.

Like a red-eyed gambler, Uchkiel inserted his men into the battle at the ruins of the Balogan Great Temple, but it seemed to be a bottomless pit. Although at first it seemed that his soul was divided into pieces by his blessed soul.

After some of them went out to besiege the opponent's rear, the battle situation improved for a time. The opponent lost long-range cover, and his lizard crossbowmen were gradually gathering. Under the ebb and flow of one another, the silver elves quickly gave up their front-line positions.

The battle gradually penetrated into every street and alley inside the Great Holy Temple.

But the good news ends there.

The Silver Elf launched a countercharge, and then retreated. They lost a comrade, but what shocked Uhqir was that the moment the Silver Elf fell, his body turned into white light and rose into the sky, heading straight to the south.

It went in a certain direction. That direction was too familiar to it—the graveyard of the Silver Elf King.

For the first time, the lizardman commander doubted the origin of these silver elves, but after a while, he realized that he no longer had this chance.

There has been no news about a large group of lizardmen sent to the rear of the battlefield, but what they are waiting for is a high flag erected in the direction of the festival hall. As a result, our own morale has plummeted, and the originally smooth offensive has been disrupted.

The Silver Elves took the opportunity to counterattack and recaptured another outer wall. Uhekiel was so angry that he vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do. At least it had opened up an attack surface, and the advantage of having more people and greater strength gradually began to come into play.

But just when it was preparing to further expand its results, it turned around and was surprised to find that it no longer had any reserve team. It felt like a crazy gambler looking back to grab his chips, only to find that he had nothing left.

However, all the chips that originally belonged to him are now on the gambling table, but the balance of the war has begun to tilt slowly.

The twenty silver elves are still as stable as a great steel wall, standing still in the dark green tide.

Uhkil's hands and feet felt cold for a moment.

But compared to other similar species whose brains have not yet fully evolved, Uhqil is at least one of the smarter ones. After thinking about it, he immediately figured out the causes and consequences of the whole thing - of course, mainly the consequences. So he immediately called

His deputy ordered: "Let the lieutenants on the front line press forward further and move the battle line further forward."

"Boss, are we going to launch a general attack?" the green-skinned deputy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks asked.

"No." Uhkir shook his head: "We are preparing to retreat, just us."

"But those brothers..."

"Don't worry about them, we can't control that much now," the lizard man bandit leader shook his head helplessly, holding the sparkling necklace with three skinny fingers and replied: "As long as we have this thing, we can

I re-entered this area with the help of the tree shepherd. I think I have figured out where those silver elves came from, and I will be well prepared next time."

"But we just left without notifying Conrad?" the deputy asked.

Ukhkir hesitated a little, but immediately shook his head: "Don't worry, that guy is an envoy(*), he can protect himself even without us." It added viciously in its heart: It doesn't matter if there are problems. But Connor

Dezhen had to die in the area he was responsible for, and he had to walk around without food, so he couldn't help but feel a little confused for a while.

(*Within the Tree Shepherd, the members of the Tree Shepherd who cooperate and order the actions of the divine envoys are called ‘envoys’, and the members who carry the blood of God are called cultivators or experimenters.)

Thinking of this, the lizard man couldn't help but raise his head and look at the battle situation. Although on the surface, the lizard man was still maintaining the offensive, and the casualties were maintained at less than 20%. However, the silver elves showed no signs of being unable to hold on. On the contrary, they were

The bandits have no discipline at all as they continue to cause casualties to the lizardmen. Uhkiel believes that once the casualties exceed 30% or the battle lasts for more than 20 minutes, these bastards will be defeated quickly.

At that time, even if it wants to escape, it has to look at the other person's mood.

Yohekiel's experienced eyes were accumulated during the long-term resistance struggle between Cruz and the empire. In its hometown, the lizard people were slaves of the Cruz people, and sporadic resistance struggles continued for centuries. Yohe

Keir is one of these people - it's just that he acts more like a robber. But it is the robber who will be more confident in his intuition of danger.



The battle actually lasted only thirty-two minutes in total.

When Namenes noticed that some strange emotions were arising from the rear of the lizard man army and began to shake the determination of the front line to attack, the silver elf commander with hundreds of years of command experience decisively seized this opportunity. He again

Once the dragon horn trombone was blown, the elven warriors mustered up their last strength and launched another charge. The lizard men's weak crossbow arrows bounced off their armors, and twenty warriors stepped forward side by side, like a wave.

Moving walls.

The Lizardmen collapsed.

The dark green tide began to retreat, and then the level-by-level command collapsed, but when they finally discovered that Ukhkir was no longer around, this retreat evolved into a real rout. Namenis just let his men

The people chased for hundreds of meters, but the lizard people screamed, trampled on each other, turned around and scurried towards the forest.

Looking from the direction of the ruins, it looked like green cockroaches scattered all over the ground. Except for the corpses, everything quickly escaped, making people stunned. If Brando were here, he would definitely joke to these elf warriors:

The enemy's army moved in too quickly, and our army was unable to catch up——


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