One hundred and ninety-ninth chapter, the restoration of the country?
Scene 199: Restoration of the country?
"This is impossible!" Andesa couldn't help but scream.
But nothing is impossible. She didn't know that the Earth Sword at this moment had such an attribute - 'cannot be destroyed'.
This attribute is not inherent in the sword itself, or rather it possesses such qualities when it is held by Brando, because it comes from the stability of Brando's elements.
The power of the black hole of annihilation seemed indestructible and unmatched. Even Andersa herself could not touch it. But in the final analysis, it was just because her elements were too low-level. Brando remembered the weapon in Veronica's hand just a moment ago.
The moment the Blue Sky was destroyed, the Sword of Earth in his hand was able to block the erosion of the power of chaos, and that was definitely not because of the distance between the two.
Therefore, he placed his hope in the sword in his hand, or the power of his own elements.
When time went back a few seconds, when the annihilation black hole sucked Brando into it with irresistible force, he spotted the ancient evil book suspended in the center of the black hole, and then raised his sword and struck it down with a sword.
Then there was a 'click'.
Just like glass shattering, the annihilation black holes shattered in front of everyone.
"It was successful?" Brando himself was dumbfounded. He fell from the air and felt happy in his heart. But suddenly, a similar throbbing also passed through his heart. The power represented by Mavicart's book is
The existential power of 'Chaos', although the one in front of me is a fake, but the level of power is there, his sword can split with one sword, doesn't it mean that his elements are at least at the level of the four elements?
The Four Elements, Lord of Fire Gilt, Queen of the Wind Saint Osor, Great Priest Jeanzan, and Saint Airanta are nothing more than that. They can be ranked alongside the legendary names in this series. In the game, they are definitely Brando.
Things that are unthinkable are the prerogatives of rmb players and face fighters, but I didn’t expect that it seems possible now.
It's just a pity that it is still one step away from the power of existence. Brando was a little greedy and thought that this greed was only fleeting. At this moment, he still wanted to scream to express his excitement. This was not only
It was because he had determined that his own elements could actually stand shoulder to shoulder with the four saints, and also because the final obstacle had finally been removed, and Valhalla was right in front of him.
He didn't know how the lucky player in the game got this territory, but at least as far as he was concerned, he did go through a narrow escape to get here.
First, he offended the Cruz people, then experienced overt and covert fights between various forces, demon tides, wolf disasters, being hunted by the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, the nightmare of Isis, and finally the most powerful monster in this era.
, one of the twelve tree shepherds, Patriarch Andesa, escaped from his men.
"The S-level missions are nothing more than this." Brando couldn't help but whisper. Of course, he had never completed any S-level missions before that. He stood in the rubble and turned around, his eyes just right.
It fell on Andesa over there.
At this moment, the tree shepherd lord no longer had the same arrogance as before. Facing Brando's dangerous gaze, Andesa gritted her teeth secretly, but immediately said: "I give up!"
She was very straightforward, because she knew that she who was bruised and bruised could not be the opponent of Veronica and Mephistopheles. Besides, in his eyes, Brando was not simple. He had various methods, and he could even annihilate the black hole.
destroy.
To be honest, she was more afraid of Brando.
"Ms. Veronica, can you keep an eye on this guy?" Brando had no intention of forcing Andesa to a dead end. Rabbits will bite when they are anxious, not to mention Lord Wither is still a wounded lion.
The female war goddess of the Cruz people glanced at the sword in her hand with some pity. The dazzling wind-type holy sword in the past now looked like an ordinary iron. She sighed and nodded.
There is no trace of the Lionheart Sword in the Ring of Trade Winds, which means that the Cruz people's trip was in vain. Instead, they picked up the Blue Sky, which is also a fantasy-level holy sword. Even Veronica can't.
Can't help but feel frustrated.
"Roclaire is still a guest in the imperial prison. You can just go and accompany him, Andesa." Veronica put away her sword and said to Andesa.
Andesa said nothing, just snorted coldly.
But Brando screamed in his heart, "Fuck". Roclair is one of the twelve patriarchs of the tree shepherds, the Blood Lord. He has only heard of his name in the game, and no one has ever seen him. Players thought he was
Unexpectedly, the big boss behind the scenes among the Twelve Lords has been imprisoned in the prison of the Cruz Empire.
This truth is really embarrassing.
But what's even more embarrassing is that once Andersa moves in, the Cruz Empire will be like the patriarch of the two tree shepherds imprisoned. This feud will be a bit too big. However, Cruz and the tree shepherds are at odds with each other.
, Brando is happy to see the results.
At this time, I realized that the fighting in the square was over. Faina finally ran over in a hurry from a distance. Not far behind her was Akane - the girl with red hair and long ponytail still seemed a little silent. She held one hand.
He slowly followed Fonia, holding Fonia's hand.
At this time, Cruz's bad-tempered little princess came to Veronica. She didn't dare to go overboard in the slightest, and obediently called "Master of the Legion." But the latter looked at this troublesome daughter and could only
Sighing and shaking his head.
Veronica knew that Faina was not bad at heart, but which of the noble children of the empire was not so proud and arrogant?
The empire gave them glory, and they maintained the majesty of the empire with the same pride. If there was no such pride, how could they have the arrogance of the eagle?
only……
The Cruz goddess of war shook her head and glanced at Brando not far away. Over there, Qian was also watching silently as Brando comforted Funia without saying a word.
"What's wrong?" Brando noticed that the girl's stubborn look was a little strange.
"Nothing, Lord." Qian replied, but she didn't want Brando to see her weakness.
Before, she had no room to intervene. She could only watch her lord fight to protect her. The feeling of complete weakness completely shattered the persistence in the girl's heart. Therefore, if she doesn't write this stubbornness on her face now, then
You really can only show your weak side.
Akane didn't want to be just a weak girl in front of the lord.
"Since it's almost done, let's go up and have a look, little guy." At this time, Veronica suddenly said from the side. She raised her head and looked at the towering World Tree, although the probability of the existence of the Lion Heart Sword was already at this time.
It’s unclear, but even the war goddess of the Cruz people would be curious about what kind of secrets the legendary World Tree holds.
What's more, there is also a legendary primitive fire in the World Tree.
In today's Warnd, no one has seen the legendary gift of Martha, the seed of order left in the world before the gods still existed on the earth.
These seeds have long since turned into huge pieces of protected land.
Therefore, not only Veronica, but also the Gray Sword Saint could not help but be slightly moved after learning this secret. This means that after thousands of years, the civilized world will once again expand its territory, and the significance contained in it is really too important.
Of all the people, only Andesa had a gritted expression on her face.
But Brando felt inexplicably that when Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles learned the news, he actually showed a slightly relieved look on his face.
He didn't understand. What was happening with such a look?
Brando couldn't help but glance at Mephistopheles and Veronica suspiciously. In theory, the Gray Sword Saint and the Cruz people are sworn enemies, right? The previous battle was so fierce that he almost forgot about it for a moment.
, but looking back now, how could these two people get together?
Not only that, but they also fought side by side against Andersa?
If this kind of news is put into the game, it is estimated that nine out of ten people will not believe it, and the remaining one will simply think that he is crazy. But Brando suddenly thought of this and couldn't help but turn around and ask Veroni in a low voice
Card: "Dear Ms. Veronica, can you explain to me what happened to that guy?"
"Eh? Why can't he stand with us?" Veronica pretended to be puzzled and smiled slightly: "Count Mephistopheles is also a reasonable person, little guy, when facing someone like the tree shepherd,
When civilizations have a common enemy, it is normal for us to stand together."
Is the Gray Sword Saint a reasonable person? A reasonable person would chase him and Akane across the mountains and plains without saying a word? Brando couldn't believe this reason. He couldn't help but look at Veronica suspiciously.
At one glance, some not-so-good thoughts began to swirl in my mind.
"Isn't this old woman using some shady means, such as the legendary beauty trap?" The more Brando thinks about it, the more likely it is. After all, although Veronica is over a hundred years old,
For someone with her level of strength, this age is nothing.
At least on the surface, Veronica can be regarded as a gorgeous woman. Although she rarely shows color to anyone, Brando thinks that if she is serious, Mephisto will probably do it.
Hit.
Isn’t that how many bloody plots are arranged? What kind of national hatred and family hatred are entangled with personal feelings? Ah! Brando suddenly felt that this was simply not possible, but that the evidence was conclusive. But at this time, he heard Wei Wei
Ronica snorted coldly in his ear.
"Little guy, what bad thoughts are you thinking?" The Cruz woman's war goddess stared at him with squinting eyes.
"Me? I didn't." Brando immediately shook his head like a rattle, joking, thinking that it was the same thing. If he really wanted to tell his guess, whether it was true or not, I guess this woman would
First, he stabbed him to the core with a sword.
"Huh." But Veronica was so experienced that she could see through this guy's lies at a glance. She could even guess what dirty things Brando was thinking about, and couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said: "I'm just
It’s just a promise made to Count Mephisto.”
"Sure enough!" Brando couldn't help blurting out: "This is the so-called promise to make a promise with your body."
"Sure enough, you are tall!" No matter how well-educated aristocratic lady Veronica is, she couldn't help but have veins popping out at this moment, and hit Brando on the head with the hilt of her sword: "I just promised to help him regain his country."
"Wait, restore the country!?" Brando blocked the sword of the goddess of war with both hands, and almost bit off his tongue for a moment: "Did I hear something wrong, you want to help her restore the country?"
He looked at Veronica in disbelief: "Are you kidding me? Would the Cruz Empire agree to such a thing? Impossible, those guys were so proud that they didn't even think that the entire Warnde should obey their orders.
Let them spit out the meat from their mouths, unless the pigs grow wings and fly to the trees."
"No," Brando shook his head resolutely: "Even if the pig grows wings and flies to the tree, the Cruz people will not bow their heads. I said Lord Veronica, you will not lie to the honest gray swordsman.
Well, we won't be able to hold him back when he gets angry later, don't forget that Andersa is still there..."
This news was so shocking that even Brando almost couldn't hold it in for a while. Because he felt that unless Veronica was the emperor of the empire, no, even if Veronica was the emperor of the empire, it would be absolutely impossible for her to do such a thing.
