The Amber Sword: Scenario 180 White Lion Battle III

Time is like Spectre pacing in the forest, one minute and one second.

"Sister, what is this place?"

Jutta widened his eyes in horror, and found that he was not holding a sharp sword in his hand, but a boneless hand. The owner of the hand was tilting his head to look at her. A pair of green eyes looked like a spring in the forest , Black hair draping over the shoulders, white lame feet, stepping on the thick green moss, like elf in the forest.

"Sister?"

"Odyssey?"

"This is ..."

Nightmare-like memories of ten years ago re-emerged.

"No, Odyssey, don't stop, run away!"

Jutta suddenly felt empty, her sister dissipated like a reflection in the water, and replaced by a bright narrow light -- in the dark, which was the edge of sword edge. The vision in front of her caused a chill, subconsciously raised her White Lion sabre, ‘When --’, the two swords were connected, sparks splashed, and Jutta took a step backward.

The Kirrlutz Knight on the opposite full body armour was also a little stunned. A questioning voice came from with a muffled voice under the metal face armor: "White Lion Sabre ... Aouinian?"

I'm so distracted.

Jutta whole body broke out in cold sweat, she never thought that she would make such a fatal mistake in the battle, although the repeated battles have already exhausted herself physically and mentally, and it is said that people will see everything in the past before death, could it be that Sign of death?

She gasps heavily --

A seven-eight-handed sword stabbed over. When she was in the best condition, she would go all out to face one of them, not to mention now.

The forest is burning in the dark ...

Wearing white robe, Knight with a sun badge on his chest was killed from the darkness, and those abominable slave traders fell down under their swords shining brightly. But there were panicked slaves who fell under their horseshoes -- Knights without mercy, trampled over these mountain people, Senian, the sound of the fire burning by the wind, the collapse of the building, the roar, the cry cried.

She and her equally undressed sister are hiding underneath a shabby tent. The stinky smell of feces was permeated in the tent, but she really hoped that she could hide forever in this small Space.

The shadow of dancing in the dark is retreat, across the tent you can see the sword light sword shadow, blood splashing.

A sword finally found a chance to break through her line of defense, a sword stabbed her shoulder, and Yin Hong's blood spewed out. The severe pain made Jutta feel that the scene in front of him seemed to overlap with the scene decades ago. Together, there were seven or eight Knights around her, and the sword in his hands flashed coldly, his eyes were alert. Do not give her any chance to share.

Then she felt another shot in her lower abdomen, and strength seemed to pass away. She was half-knelt on the ground, trembling, and the surrounding Kirrlutz Knights seemed to be an evil wolf in the forest.

It's the evil wolf, on the summer night of Bruglas, Stag Forest.

wolf pack whispered lowly. The red eyes were buried under the night, and she was protecting her sister Odyssey with one hand. The whole body was hurt. The pain seemed to paralyze her nerves, and her eyes were covered with blood, but she still stared fiercely at the beasts, more fierce than any of them.

A long runaway life, as if to die every moment. But every time, she survived miraculously, because she couldn't give up for her sister.

"Your name is Aowei Tia, little girl, are you mountain people?"

"This is my grandson. His name is Brando."

"No, there are things on your body that he will never have. People with good lives cannot understand these things --"

"Do you want to learn swords with me?" The old man smiled: "I'm afraid not, but I can recommend you to a place where that person may protect you and look on my face."

But my sister is still dead.

Because you are too incompetent.

Even after so many years, she was unable to protect her.

Jutta could not help but shed tears in his eyes, and the tears shed the blood, running down her cheek like a stream mixed with blood. She hates those who bring all these injustices to the world, hates noble who does nothing and promotes evil behind her back, hates the indifference of all people, hates this old thing, but she can't help it, Odyssey's death seems to be wicked Inevitably, she can neither change nor resist.

Even though she often curses with gnashing her teeth, she doesn't know in her heart whether she is cursing one's own's weakness or those who caused it.

A Kirrlutz Knight walked in front of her, and the metal armor made a creak, and the opponent raised a long sword.

It's Knight.

already is a member of noble.

But why fight?

Everything that Lord Thane and Her Highness the Princess are changing is really the world that my sister wants?

Facing the sharp sword of cold light, Jutta was at a loss for a moment.

...

"Aouinian?"

When hearing this name, Sir Manoli was also creepy: "Why are they here? They're not in Port Fatten? There are more than a hundred miles away from here. Their eyeliner could it be that already comes to this place? They Did you know something? "

He asked a series of questions.

Obviously, the Knight of the messenger could not answer these questions, or even any of them, and they were equally astonished. They originally thought that they were nobles troops in the north, or Floral Leaf Shire troops. This answer goes beyond They were unexpected.

Why are these Aouinian so strong? The combat effectiveness of this Cavalry Scout exceeds their most optimistic estimate of the weak country in the past. Even if they are Knights on plateau, they cannot resist white legion, let alone the more sophisticated white Knights. pace.

They have fewer than ten people.

Where did this Aouinian army come from and where are they sacred? Countless questions came out of Manoli.

"Have you seen their emblem clearly, is it really Aouinian?"

"Yes, sir, that's White Lion emblem."

"White Lion Legion?" Manoli shook his head in disbelief: "No, although the intelligence said that White Lion Legion soldiers existence stayed in Aouinian of Fattan Port, White Lion Legion is indeed the strongest legion of Aouinian. Far from reaching this level, this must be the northerner cloth, or simply Buga camouflage, unless ... "

An idea suddenly came out of his mind uncontrollably.

"Unless what, sir?"

"Unless it is another army." Manoli asked with some seriousness: "Are you sure it is White Lion emblem, White Lion emblem of Aouinian?"

"I'm about to say this. Lord, that emblem is a little different from the White Lion emblem we have learned, with a broken sword on it."

"Broken sword?"

why White Lion emblem Will there be a broken sword on it? Manoli Bewildered -- These **** Aouinian Where did it come from?

He suddenly felt something bad.

No matter where the other party is sacred, the other party has desperately tried to keep himself in this place. There must be any attempt. Thinking of the combat effectiveness of the Aouinian Cavalry Scout, he suddenly felt a little bit timid. The most elaborate Knights Knight Captain in the mighty Kirrlutz front-line legion white legion would feel trembling in the face of an Aouine army.

But just think about more. No, as long as he has the same number of Aouine troops as his Knight, he dare not say that he has the confidence to win.

When did Aouinian reach this point?

Or is the Empire already declining?

Sir Manoli suddenly felt a little bit crying. As a Knight, he was not afraid of death on the battlefield, but he knew what kind of secret he had at this moment. This secret must not fall into the hands of the opposing party. It doesn't matter if the other party is a northerner pretending to be a ghost. Or the real Aouinian.

He turned back and saw that gloomy wizard had the same complexion. They nodded each.

"Be prepared to assault and ignore the Cavalry Scout harassment. As long as anyone dares to stand in the way of the army, crush them. Before night, we must pass through this valley!"

He pulled out his long sword fiercely: "Kirrlutz. Seeing the enemy will destroy!"

But this time, there was no sound of promise.

The scene is a bit weird.

Even Manoli himself quickly got stuck.

a person and a sword, slowly walking out of the forest, the black trench coat reflects the silver moonlight. The sword edge in his hand seems to sing and sing softly in the night, trembling slightly, lingering in a hazy silver light.

A wind is blowing in the forest, and Black Wolf runs along the ridge.

...

Shepherd.

I don't know why, this sentence came to mind at the moment in Sir Manoli's mind.

When were the ancient legends of witches' regarded as bedside stories by the world? No one will take them seriously, but one day the legends will become reality.

Manoli Never thought this would be his last thought -- A dazzling touch silver light Lit, that speed is so fast that he has seen Knights Head Commander Sword, that's just the case, the silver line spread out where the sword light broke out, this is elemental power , He also owns it elemental power But in vivo element Just started with Laws resonance A majestic force already Suppress it to nothing.

The absolute suppression of lower rank element by upper rank element under the same realm! Manoli's face changed drastically, before he had time to regret it. At this time, a silver light already passed through his chest, and a great knight of a magnificent element realm fell so inexplicably, not that he did not want to avoid this deadly sword, but At that moment, he clearly felt that the Space around him was fragmented. His each movements seemed to flow back through time, and he was always fixed at the previous moment, locking him in the eternal position of the sword.

Time and Space is like a huge yoke, firmly holding down all his possibilities of dodging.

"This is ..."

"Time and Space ..."

Endless darkness pours into his consciousness, as if falling into a cold abyss. Manoli feels that one's own body is inverted from Earth Raptor, and his final vision is reflected in the figure of that person ramming between his own hands, The sword light in his hand is like a line that divides everything, cutting the Knights of the empire into pieces.

Before he closed his eyes, he knew already's identity.

"Count of Tonigel."

wizard in a black robe said darkly, he shuddered slightly, and within a quarter of an hour, dozens of Knights died of already casualties, and only a small part were buried in the mouth of Black Wolf, and most of them They all died in the hands of the youngster in front of them. Gold rank Knight of element manifestation had no room for resistance, as if it was a chicken.

This person is even more terrible than rumored.

The strength of the opponent should be already over Facets of Truth, but he is so young.

Brando's's eyes fell on the battlefield where corpses ran across the wild. The forest besieged Knight of Jutta and the others, and the guard of Manoli. There were seventy-one people, including six people who died in the hands of Jutta and the others. And this guy in front of him should be the last living.

Of course, it is not necessarily true to say that some live things in this world can be brightly and brightly existence in the sun.

Black wolf pack is gathering at the edge of the forest. On the back of the tallest head Alpha Wolf, there is a dark-haired young girl who looks at Cardamom. She is watching with interest everything in front of her. The killing is reflected in her black gemstone pupil. It's like a delicate game.

Brando glanced in that direction, frowned, and then he turned back: "Necromancer?"

The black robe wizard didn't dare to make trouble, and nodded silently.

"I only have one question. How are the undead troops operating in this area, do they only go to Vala?"

Here are two questions. The black robe wizard is defamatory in his heart, but he never dares to say this sentence, and has to answer honestly: "Many, some undead are evoked from the tomb of Demonic Cultist. Many such tombs, some of them from Alkash, only part of these undead headed for Vala deeds, and the other part stayed in Wayne. The ancient battlefield in the Alkash mountain area is a natural undead country, Your Majesty is very interested there. >

"Your Majesty? Which Majesty?"

"Nature is our Majesty."

"Are you guys Madara?"

The black robe wizard felt the Murderous Qi on the Brando, and took a step to retreat with some fear: "Lord Count, I know what you want to do, I can help you sneak into Wayne, you can't kill me ..."

Brando pointed to the distance and said, "Have you seen that woman, her name is Kouha, and is the daughter of Isis. Even if I don't kill you, you can't leave here alive. Besides, White Lion is not afraid of death, but blood But not in vain -- "

"No!" The Soul Fire under the black robe wizard hood suddenly burst into flames, it raised bone staff, and was preparing to launch a spell with the same end, but before that, a sharp sword had pierced its chest, Passing between the off-white flames leaping between the ribs.

The dry body of the black robe wizard seemed to lose weight all at once and collapsed. The Soul Fire under hood flashed two times suddenly and suddenly, it seemed as if he couldn't believe the youngster's ability to manipulate undead. The secret is not at all interesting.

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