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Act 76 The King of the Underground (Twenty-Seven) (Third update, please support!!)
One-on-two, the two silent corpses in the arena seemed to indicate the winner of this wrestling match. The fact was not unexpected, Brando soon repeated his old tricks and killed Alberton——
Brando felt a little sorry for the white knight who died in his hands twice. No matter from which aspect, this seemed too tragic.
But the disappearing white knight obviously did not have this idea. Its body turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared into the arena, proving that the undead knight was part of the arena before being projected and had never really existed.
The white knight in history has long since died in the mountains outside Lidenburg, just like countless nameless corpses in this war.
The same goes for the remaining old man in front of him.
Brando looked at his grandfather and raised the sword in his hand, and the latter nodded and made the same starting gesture. Eruin's military swordsmanship - the grandfather and grandson seemed to want to use this common skill.
Familiar swordsmanship to decide the outcome.
What followed was a fierce confrontation.
Brando never thought that his grandfather would be so powerful - of course he had to know that in the eyes of Kuran, the old man was not at his full strength - then he would probably re-examine his own strength.
A grandfather.
Of course, now, he is already re-examining this old man, a so-called veteran of the November War - who has won the Medal of Candlelight. But if that's all, he may be slightly better than Guard Captain Madden, but still
Not much better.
But at this moment, the strength shown by this old man has obviously far exceeded this level.
who is he?
Brando couldn't know the answer. He took a step back to avoid the old man's tricky sword, and then stabbed the opponent's chest with a backhand sword - an ordinary sword.
The old man was startled for a moment.
He didn't seem to expect that he would fail like this, but finally he raised his head and glanced at Brando. "Well done, young man." He said.
Then the whole person turned into black smoke and disappeared into the arena.
Brando knew that it was the projection in his mind talking to him - or maybe the old man had said the same thing to Brando some day in the past, but the details of this life had long been lost in memory.
Under the dust, Brando can only recall this reminiscence of the past through the sound that passed away in the wind.
He remained holding the sword in one hand and stabbing forward for a moment, and finally came to his senses. The young man shook his head and returned to the center of the field with a calm expression.
The surrounding air wall disappeared at that moment, and Kuran almost threw himself forward and fell to the ground. But fortunately, he had not forgotten his own strength. He stood up awkwardly with one hand on the ground.
The old swordsman cursed in his heart, but for a moment he forgot to ask Brando about his grandfather and Yinhun.
"It seems that you can wake me up, not by accident."
Brando was silent for a while, and the woman's voice sounded in his heart again: "It seems that you can wake me up, not by accident, little guy."
"Your talent in swordsmanship is hard to describe as extraordinary."
The woman's voice made Brando's ears itch, as if he unconsciously wanted her to say a few more words: "Can you tell me now, who are you?" Brando asked.
"My name is Otales -" The woman left his body and reappeared in front of him in ghost form.
This was the first time he saw this woman. Her long black wavy hair shawled her shoulders, but it did not look messy, but had a clean and concise power.
Her eyes were the unique purple-blue color of sylphs, but they were much deeper than those of ordinary people, as if they couldn't see to the bottom.
However, Brando couldn't help but be slightly startled when he saw this elf woman wearing long, purple-black eyeshadow. In his first impression, the other party gave him the feeling of being dignified and serious - but this touch of enchantment
The strangeness vividly reflects the maturity of this woman.
He felt his breath hitching slightly.
In the era of the Saint's War, it was indeed recorded that fog elf women liked to decorate themselves with facial tattoos, but this was the first time Brando had seen such a suitable one.
"Wait a minute, you are one of the Twenty-Four Knights..." Then he reacted with surprise and immediately interrupted the other party. He had already guessed that he was a heroic spirit from the War of Saints era, but Saint Oso, Queen of the Wind
But your twenty-four knights are different——
The twenty-four knights who followed Saint Osol, Queen of the Wind, were actually the most outstanding heroes of the elves of that era - of course, they were not called wind elves at that time, but a silver race with the same name as the silver elves -
Mist elf.
However, these heroes have already died in the battle with the Dark Dragon. The last victim was the Blade Knight Otales - she was also the founder of this profession - that was when the power of the enemy almost won the victory.
, the moment when everyone saw the light, in the battle of the Gray Swamp, the last and youngest of the twenty-four knights, and also the favorite disciple of the holy bow archer Zoya, in order to cover
The Fire King attacked and died on his own ground.
Calculated into human years, she is only sixteen years old.
But when Brando saw this woman with outstanding temperament holding a sword in one hand, he couldn't help but wonder. Will his age increase after becoming a heroic spirit? Otherwise, how could he become so mature?
"Don't interrupt, little one," Otales put her finger to her lips, with a slight smile in her eyes: "Yes, I am that Otales. But just call me Kaya, this is mine.
Nick name--"
"I thought..." Brando looked at the woman curiously: "I didn't expect that you didn't disappear, but became heroic spirits -" Heroic spirits cannot be created out of thin air, unless a place like a sanctuary has the ability.
Some of the attributes of the Hall of Valor - such as the Crimson Hall where the Flame Temple cultivates the Flame Knights - but it is very rare for a ring to have the ability of a Sanctuary.
It can only be shown that the Ring of the Queen of Winds is worthy of being called an artifact.
He paused for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "What is Yinhun?"
Otales nodded: "Yinhun is the abbreviation of the Soul of the Holy Seal. The Holy Seal is the Holy Seal of the Wind Queen. Similar to this, there are the Holy Seal of Flame and the Holy Seal of the Earth. In our era, the powerful soul is
Extremely precious, these unyielding and pure souls are also the most outstanding army against the Dragon of Darkness——"
"The Heroic Spirit Army?" Brando tried to ask.
Otales nodded again: "Whether Lord Wind Queen or the King of Flame, the power of the Holy Seal they control is actually the power of inheritance. This power itself comes from the Dragon Clan. It even includes the Sage himself.
Same thing." She looked at Brando, "It was a cruel war. If you experience it personally, you will understand."
Of course Brando understands the cruelty of the Saint's War. He even thinks of the souls of the silver elves in the Chablis mountains, the same sanctuary, the same ones who continue to fight after becoming heroic spirits - even under Martha's will
under.
However, he was very curious. This army of heroic spirits was not mentioned in most of history. Ortales did not even tell him about it, and he had never even heard of it.
"Where did they go later?" Brando was suddenly startled, and vaguely thought of a possibility: "After the war, hundreds of tribes each established their own kingdoms. Where are these heroic spirits? Did they return to the embrace of Mother Earth?"
The young man thinks that this possibility is very small. Looking at the silver elves in Chablis, we can know that most of them may still exist in this world.
As expected, Ortales shook her head: "I don't know about that."
Brando looked at her. This answer was not beyond his expectation, because Otales died on the battlefield before the end of the war, and it was normal for her to not understand what happened afterwards.
However, he is not too concerned about this matter at this time. It is currently difficult for him to even gain a foothold in Eruin, let alone care about these illusory historical issues.
Otales didn't seem to want to continue on this topic. She continued: "The so-called seal soul - because the power of inheritance is immortal, Master Fenghou divided the artifact ring into twenty-four sub-rings, dividing us
Everyone's soul is accommodated into the sub-ring, and we signed a contract with Lord Martha. After that, the purpose of our existence is to cultivate the next generation of heroes for the Japanese forces, such as you - and others like you.
A young man with talent.”
"But the war is over," Brando replied: "Besides, don't you regret being permanently bound to the ring like this?"
"We have no choice." Otales replied: "Without the sacrifices of people one after another, the Dragon of Darkness will never be defeated. As for the latter - in different eras, who can see clearly when the fire of war will begin?
Will it go out?"
"We can only do our best to ensure the continuation of civilization."
Brando said silently, compared with the nobles of this era, the sages of the War of Saints era can indeed be called sages. However, this seems to be a common problem among intelligent nations. Once life is comfortable, civilization will become indolent and indolent.
He fell silent: "So, Lady Otales, what can you do, let me use your skills like before?"
"I'm afraid not." The woman shook her head: "That's just a temporary measure. I can only teach you the swordsmanship I know. It's just a process that accumulates over time. It's impossible to achieve success in one step, little guy."
Brando looked at her, and this statement made him more accepting.
In this way, the so-called power of the soul of the Holy Seal is to develop the talent of a person with potential as much as possible. With these heroic spirits from the Saint War era as mentors, it is self-evident that a person with talent will grow at a speed
.
But in the final analysis, you still have to rely on yourself. Brando must have had his own soul seal with his grandfather and Kuran, but now it seems that the achievements of these two are very different.
As a gold-level swordsman, Kuran is powerful, but if you include the power of Seal Soul, he is only average.
He thought for a moment and finally asked his last question: "Last one, Lady Ortales, you initially said this was the second time you saved me. What did you mean?"
The woman looked at him and smiled:
"Have you forgotten Butch's big fire, little one?"
Brando was startled, and then suddenly realized. He stared at the other person with wide eyes, and couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in his heart. If he hadn't found the Wind Queen Ring, he might have died behind his ancestral home.
A piece of red pine forest.
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(***.Finally finished writing, Falling down heroically, the fate of a warrior.)