Andesa caught the gem with one hand, and suddenly there was a roar that shook the valley from behind the mist. The clouds and mist suddenly parted to both sides, and a huge dragon head opened its bloody mouth and pounced on her without any warning.
"dragon!?"
Andesa was startled, and she immediately chanted a spell loudly: "North Wind, I command you to show others the harsh winter!"
Stretching her palm forward, a snowstorm appeared out of thin air behind her. Sharp ice crystals were blown forward like knives. The strong wind blew the snow and rain through Andersa's shoulders and body, but she herself had no trace of it.
The hair was intact; Andesa's long hair was flying in the wind, but she herself remained motionless in the wind.
Like the queen who controls the ice and snow, Andesa remained motionless, but in an instant, white frost covered the ground in front of her, and then a thick layer of ice formed on the ground.
Strong winds and snowstorms covered almost half of the valley. Even the Saint Hydra had to retreat in the snowstorm. The sharp ice crystals penetrated its atomized body, leaving it riddled with holes.
"Huh?"
Andesa noticed that the strength of this 'dragon' was not right. She stretched out her index finger and pointed at one of the heads of the Saint Multi-Headed Dragon and said:
"As time goes by, all things decay, your scales will fall off your body, your muscles will become loose and rotten, your blood will dry up, and your muscles and bones will rot. Your time is short. Rest here today!"
The saint's multi-headed dragon suddenly let out a roar, and the scales on the holy white body turned yellow and fell off piece by piece, and then the muscles and blood fell like rain, turning into mist and blending into the valley.
Almost instantly, the huge head completely disappeared into thin air.
But before Andesa could breathe a sigh of relief, the air suddenly fluctuated, smoke gathered, and the disintegrated dragon's head reappeared.
Andesa frowned.
And while Andesa and Fog Nightmare were fighting fiercely, Brando and Faina took the opportunity to slip between the battlefield where the two monsters were fighting.
In fact, the moment Andersa's attention was attracted by the Saint Hydra, Brando activated the charging skill, but he was still slow and endured the snow storm on his shoulders for a while.
This move left almost his entire right shoulder numb until now, and it was covered with a layer of white frost.
He gritted his teeth and rushed out a hundred meters away with Faina in his arms, and got into a rock crevice. Although the fighting was earth-shattering outside, it was relatively quiet here.
Brando stopped and gasped in pain. It felt like he had been stabbed hard on his shoulder. It is said that after the pain reaches a certain level, there is not much difference between burns, frostbite and sword wounds. At least that's what he thinks now.
Faina saw Brando's face twisted in pain, and couldn't help but asked with some concern:
"Hey, redneck?"
"What?" Brando replied breathlessly.
"You -" Faina originally wanted to care about Brando's shoulders, but she became angry when she saw his indifferent look. She snorted angrily, and her tone became
Stiffly: "Nothing -"
But after a while, she whispered again: "Hey, country bumpkin."
"What's wrong? Miss, do you think I'm idle when you look at me like this?" Brando replied breathlessly.
"You, you, stingy!"
"Hey, you mean - does this count as your apology to me for your previous behavior?"
Faina's almost sharp eyebrows suddenly stood up: "No, how could you think of such a thing? How could I apologize to a country bumpkin like you!"
"Then what exactly do you want to say?"
The aristocratic daughter's face turned red rarely. She originally wanted to say, "Your shoulder hurts so much, just let me down and I can walk on my own." But at the end of the sentence, she changed to: "Hey, when are you going to let me go?"
Come down-"
It's just that the voice is getting quieter.
ha?
Only then did Brando remember that he was still holding the other party. It was not his fault. He held Faina and it felt like delivering a package; if there were other soft girls, Nephrite, in his arms, he might even have a daydream about it.
But this girl really made him unfavorable.
He is arrogant, arrogant, evil-minded and clumsy.
He couldn't help but glance at the noble daughter, and then put her down.
At this moment, the battle between the Saint Hydra and Andesa outside was entering a fever pitch. The fifteen heads of the mist nightmare continued to dissipate in the air and regroup under Andesa's stormy attacks, but the giant beast was actually moving forward.
He stepped back, leaving no room to fight back.
Brando also saw this scene, and he was secretly surprised. Although he knew Andersa was powerful, he didn't expect it to be so powerful.
The Saint Hydra was a ferocious beast that chased Amman, Mephistopheles, Veronica and the whole team from the Temple to escape, but in the hands of this woman, one of the twelve Patriarchs, she could only defend herself.
room.
However, the infinite reorganization of the Saint Hydra and the setting of incorporeal creatures ignoring physical strength are very likely. If Andersa cannot discover the key to solving this problem, she will probably be dragged to death.
Andersa's element is erosion, unlike Veronica's wind, which is known for its speed. It can come and go when it wants.
But no matter which one it is, Brando knows that it is better for them to leave first.
He originally planned to return from the original route, but he suddenly thought that maybe the entrance to the central area of the Ring of Trade Winds would be behind the lair of the alpha wolf Isis?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a possibility. After thinking about it, he decided to pass through from the other side. In this way, they had to pass under the skin of the saint's multi-headed dragon's eyes, which was a bit dangerous, but Brando thought it was worth it.
The Saint Hydra was fighting fiercely with Andersa, so he probably wouldn't notice them that easily. Besides, he didn't have the Gray Stone in his hand.
From time to time, one or two rays of withered yellow light flashed overhead, which was the effect of Andesa's spell, mixed with the roar of the saint's multi-headed dragon that shook the sky and the earth. There was a rumble in the valley, as if the sky was about to collapse.
The two people moved forward cautiously while holding on to the rock wall. As the ground roared and gravel continued to fall, Faina frowned but did not dare to complain. She only glanced at Brando carefully from time to time.
The two people quickly walked out of the valley along the criss-crossing rock gaps. Although the valley was being violently beaten, it had not spread to the outside. When they walked out of the rock gaps, the first thing they saw was the huge pit lying peacefully in the center.
That giant beast.
"Wait a minute, we need to go through... there?"
At this time, the noble daughter suddenly discovered Brando's intention. She pointed to the giant wolf that was as majestic as a mountain and asked with a drastic change in her expression.
"certainly."
"Head, the head wolf Isis?"
"It is sleeping, what are you afraid of?"
"If it wakes up suddenly, wouldn't we be dead?"
Brando showed contempt: "That is the sleep of demigods. It is so easy to wake up. Are you not awake yet, Miss Faina?"
"you--"
Faina immediately gritted her teeth. Of course she knew about the so-called demigod's sleep. It takes at least thousands of years for a god to fall into a deep sleep, and no matter what happens during this period, he will not wake up.
But that was just a legend, and now it's completely different when I'm there. The alpha wolf Isis is the source of wolf disasters in countless legends, a white ghost, and it has an innate evil towards humans.
In Cruz, every child grew up listening to the story of the giant white wolf that eats people under the moonlight night, and Faina was no exception. Now that she saw the origin of this legend with her own eyes, her thinking ability couldn't help but be somewhat improved.
No longer listening to orders.
But Brando had already gone down first, and Faina had to follow although she was scared. The two quickly descended to the bottom of the pit, and the explosions in the direction of the valley continued, which indicated that Andesa and the Saint Hydra were
The battle continues.
But through a thick layer of fog, the sound was obviously very far away.
Then the two people slowly passed by the huge and elegant creature. They raised their heads and looked at the silver-white giant wolf, which was as graceful as the undulating mountains in the dark night. They couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance and awe.
Come.
It is an instinctive reverence for power.
The sleeping alpha wolf Isis is like a hill. She breathes long and the silver hair on her back rises and falls, which proves that a powerful soul is still beating powerfully in this body.
However, the wind stopped beside her, and for a moment it seemed as if the center of the entire world had gathered here.
This is the alpha wolf Isis.
Brando couldn't help but think that even though he knew he wouldn't wake the other person up, he still couldn't help but subconsciously hold his breath. Faina was the same, her face turned pale.
"If we are so close, won't it wake up?" she asked stammering.
"Why does it wake up?"
"Isn't the chief wolf Isis the enemy of all intelligent creatures?"
"So it can send out a team of winter wolves to bite your neck off -" Brando stretched out his claws and gestured to Faina, scaring the noble daughter to shrink her neck back.
"What are you doing?"
"I want you to stop talking nonsense."
"Damn it, you country bumpkin!" Faina complained unhappily.
The two of them passed by the head wolf Isis one after another. When they passed the huge creature's head on its front paws, they both felt their hearts beating a little fast.
But fortunately Brando was not wrong. The demigod sleep is not so easy to wake up. Faina also asked why they didn't take advantage of the opportunity of the alpha wolf Isis to kill it while it was sleeping. Brando just
He glanced at the noble daughter, then handed her the Blue Sky and told her:
"The important task of saving the world is left to you, girl!"
Faina stopped talking after that, and just stared at Brando maliciously all the way.
The reason is very simple. She actually had the courage to strike with a sword - a silver hair of the wolf Isis. As a result, the sword was blocked by an invisible barrier before it even got close to three feet around Isis's body.
return.
So Faina knew that another hundred of her attempts would be in vain.
Then they passed the huge pit. On the other side of the pit, Brando quickly found a canyon made entirely of black granite.
