However, when the other party appeared in front of Brando in such an image, Brando seemed to naturally recognize that this should be Jin Hai, the most arrogant she-wolf.
"You are Jin Hai?"
Jin Hai looked at him coldly, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost that would never melt. She had no intention of answering Brando's question at all.
She only said, "I have something to say to you, human."
"Me?" Brando was stunned. He did not know this woman before, but he immediately reacted. The other party should represent the will of Échis.
These twelve little she-wolves would not help him for no reason, so there was only one possibility, and that was the Mother of Wolves behind them.
As for why.
He could only think that it might be related to White.
"What do you want to say?" Brendel calmed down and used the same emotionless tone to ask. "What are you talking about?"
Jin Hai looked at Timis, who stuck out her tongue, jumped off the wolf's back, and quickly disappeared into the pack of wolves. Jin Hai then stepped aside, and a giant black wolf slowly walked out from behind her. Brando recognized at a glance that it was a Son of Fenrir, but this Son of Fenrir was somewhat unique. Its eyes did not have the frenzied look of destruction, but were cold and sober silver.
Brando only took one look at this wolf and knew who it was — Échis, the Mother of Wolves.
Speaking of which, other than Milos who had not recovered from his weakened state and the Twilight Dragon who had not been completely unsealed and was confined to the body of a mortal, this was the first time he faced an existence of this level in Wohnde.
That was the will of a demigod.
Brando still could not forget the suffocating sense of oppression when he faced the sleeping Échis in the Loop of Trade Winds.
But at this time, when he faced the fully awakened Mother of Monsters, he did not feel the same sense of oppression.
Brando carefully observed the giant wolf for a moment before realizing that the other party had intentionally retracted her pressure. She did not project her avatar into this world, but only used her mind to control the son of Fenrir.
Otherwise, no one would be able to stand firm on this battlefield. After all, even he and the Evil Dragon Queen Fusia might not be able to remain calm when facing an existence like Échis.
Upon realizing this, Brando understood that Échis was unwilling to reveal her whereabouts at this moment. She was obviously secretly projecting herself into this world.
He could roughly guess the purpose of the other party's visit. It was obviously related to the five sacred swords on his body.
The black wolf raised its head and looked at him.
"I've seen you once before, human. At that time, I felt the aura of the Sword of Earth from you, so I let you go. I didn't expect you to grow to this extent in the blink of an eye."
The son of Fenrir spoke. Its voice was that of a mature woman. Compared to Jin Hai's cold tone, this voice was rather ordinary, as if it was the voice of an ordinary human woman.
But Brando knew that this was not Échis' original voice. They could actually communicate without relying on the usual sense of sound. The reason why they talked to humans like this was so that they could be understood.
When he heard Échis' words, he could not help but feel goosebumps. Brando of course understood that Échis was not talking about her dream, but the time when they passed through her Demigod's Slumber. She was actually awake at that time.
"Are you very confused, human?" Échis did not wait for Brando to speak and answered, "Why did Martha give me the authority of this world?"
Brando did not open his mouth.
The Mother of Wolves seemed to have expected his reaction and replied indifferently, "I know you are full of distrust of me. In fact, I don't need your trust. You just need to understand that in fact, whether this world lives or dies has nothing to do with me. I don't particularly want to destroy it, nor do I particularly want to save it. This is the biggest difference between you and me."
She paused. "In fact, your Martha and I are the same kind of existence. It's just that she shoulders the responsibility of saving this world, and I don't have this responsibility."
Brando was silent for a moment. If it was in the past, he might have already refuted. But after experiencing so many things, calmness and steadiness gradually replaced the impulse in his heart.
But this was not because he was cold-blooded, but because the belief in his heart had become firmer.
Brando knew that this high and mighty Wolf Queen would not come to him for no reason. She must have a motive for saying this. Perhaps she wanted to cooperate with him, although it sounded very unreliable.
"Then what are you trying to say?"
"I'm waiting for you to convince me, human."
"Convince you?"
"This world is meaningless to me, but Martha's authority is different. Unfortunately, this authority is not complete for me. Half of it is still with you. Don't you want to give me a reason to save Wohnde?"
Save Wohnde.
This proposition was a bit too big.
Brando frowned. Although Miss Tata, White Mist, and Metisha's deceitful sister had all said similar things to him, and he himself could feel the majestic power of the five holy swords in his body.
But in fact, Brando still occasionally felt doubts in his heart. Could he fight against the Twilight Dragon with just the seven holy swords?
If so, why did the gods fail again and again?
If even he could get the seven holy swords, how could the gods who created them not be able to do so?
Taking a step back, perhaps it was because he was an ancestor. But the problem was that in the early days of Wohnde's birth, there were also ancestors in the kingdom of God.
All these reasons did not hold water.
But these doubts did not prevent him from understanding Échis's meaning. "Your goal is The Amber Sword?"
"No."
"My goal is you."
"Me?"
"You look a little confused." The Son of Fenrir controlled by Échis stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked its lips, revealing a cold gaze. "The holy swords recognize you, not me. Even if I have the authority of Tiamat, I can't do more. I need your help. Of course, you also need my help —"
"What do you mean?" Brando asked with a frown.
"It's very simple. But I won't stay in this world for long, so I can't explain it to you one by one. So you just need to understand one thing: Don't you want to save your fiancée, protect your territory, and save the people around you? Isn't this your goal? I can only tell you that everything we do is not contrary to it. "
Brando took a deep breath. "That sounds good."
"You're trying to say, but I'm not trustworthy, right?" Échis shook his head. "It doesn't matter. You don't need to trust me. In fact, I'm here today just to give you a suggestion."
"A suggestion?"
"Yes, a suggestion, little guy. Perhaps one day, you will face a desperate situation. You will find that all your choices will lead you to a dead end. In front of you, there will be a dead end that will make you feel despair. There is no hope, as if all the lights have been extinguished and will never be lit again."
"If there is such a day, and I'm saying if, do you still remember what the little girl from Madara told you? You have too many things on your shoulders, Marsha's Chosen. Your life is too short, and you don't understand what fate is, and you don't understand what responsibility is. When that day comes, you will understand everything."
Échis stopped and looked at him with his silver eyes.
"I hope you can remember what I'm saying now and seriously consider my suggestion. Perhaps you can look back and see another way out. We can protect all the precious things and make this world start anew."
"Listen carefully, Brando." He called Brando's name for the first time and said softly, "You don't want the world to be destroyed because of you, right? Perhaps you can give it a better choice."
Brando stared at him.
"I don't understand what nonsense you're talking about."
"You will understand."
Échis smiled slightly.
The Son of Fenrir suddenly convulsed. Black blood gushed out from its eyes, nostrils, and ears. After a low howl, it fell heavily to the ground and lost its breath.
Brando understood that the damned Mother of Wolves had left.
He raised his head and looked at Jin Hai beside him.
The arrogant girl only said to him coldly, "From this moment on, as the reward you can withdraw in advance from this deal, you will have the loyalty of the wolves —"
Brando froze for a moment and suddenly reacted, "Wait, I never said this deal was established."
In his heart, the damned she-wolf was simply here to make trouble. Her strange words reminded him of the tricks used by the evil gods and abominations in "The Amber Sword" — the gods these cultists believed in were especially good at shaking people's hearts.
But unfortunately, these tricks had no effect on him. As for the deal, he didn't believe the other party's nonsense at all. Naturally, it was better to go to hell.
But what he didn't expect was that the tall girl didn't care about what he said at all. She just looked at him indifferently and replied, "This is my mother's wish.
I'm just stating a fact to Your Excellency. As for whether the deal is established or not, and what Your Excellency thinks, it has nothing to do with me. "
That works?
Brando was dumbfounded. He wondered if Échis trusted him that much and wasn't afraid that he would go back on his word.
No, to be exact, he would definitely go back on his word because he didn't intend to do as the other party said.
Believe that the Mother of Monsters is trustworthy? Brando felt that he wasn't that stupid. In fact, this was also the reason why he didn't understand why Martha and Échis would reach an agreement.
But now, what puzzled him was that if he had to choose between himself and Échis, Brando felt that it was more likely to be himself. After all, whether it was the Black Prophecy or the Pale Poem, the Wolf Queen was known for her cunning and greed.
As for himself, in the eyes of the senior, he had always been known for his slow thinking.
But this obviously couldn't explain the other party's current choice. Brendel thought about it for a long time, but the only conclusion he could come up with was' perhaps it had slept for too long, and the Mother of Monsters had become stupid from sleeping '.
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