The Phantom Knight raised its spear for the third time, but its speed was significantly reduced. The Nightsong Tiger took the opportunity to shoot an arrow before the Phantom Knight could attack.
The azure Wind-Binding Arrow landed right in front of the Phantom Knight. The azure light around the Phantom Knight dissipated, and a layer of azure wind surrounded the Phantom Knight's hooves. The binding effect was in effect, and the Phantom Knight and its Phantom Warhorse slowed down.
-12.7%。
Brando looked at the damage dealt to the Nightsong Tiger when he saw the damage dealt to the Phantom Knight. He couldn't help but look at the Nightsong Tiger. The arrow was extremely accurate, and the binding effect was almost fully unleashed. Even though the Phantom Knight did not move at full speed, its trajectory was not something a Steel-ranked player could capture. That meant the Nightsong Tiger was relying on his intuition. The Mercenaries of Lopes really lived up to their reputation.
Brando immediately grabbed the Mercenary Captain and retreated. The Phantom Knight's attack landed on their original position. Even though its speed was reduced by 10%, it was still much faster than Brando and the Nightsong Tiger. The only thing they could rely on was the distance between them. Distance was equivalent to time.
The Wind-Binding Arrow and Ice Rending Arrow had a duration of more than 5 minutes, unless they were dispelled. Even if low-level spells had a penalty on high-level targets, Brando was sure that the effect would last for more than 2 minutes and 20 seconds.
They were less than 50 meters away from the ambush location.
After the ghost knight missed its target, it immediately thrust its spear forward. The tip of the spear seemed to create a point of gravitational collapse, and the air around the spear made a sonic boom, causing the space to distort visually. The surrounding trees immediately leaned towards the center and snapped in half, as if a storm was being sucked towards the center.
Brando looked back and saw the Nightsong Tiger's movement. The Phantom Knight's signature move was the Phantom Knight's signature move. In the early stages of the game, many players had lost their lives to the Phantom Knight's skill, but this time, it was not enough to scare him.
He dragged the Nightsong Knight into the intersecting rocks in the forest and used his [Energy Drain] skill. A green card flashed, and the Phantom Knight's body shook violently, dealing 300 damage to himself.
Brando could not help but laugh wildly in his heart. He had not guessed wrong. Energy Loss was indeed effective against this move. The Ghost Knight's Thousand-Man Strike was actually a Soul spell. Although it was powerful, the players later discovered that it was actually very easy to avoid it. As long as there was a Barrier Sorcerer casting a Stagnation Barrier or an Elementalist casting a Binding Curse, this spell would be nullified.
Since Energy Drain was a counterattack spell, he thought it might be effective against this move. He didn't expect it to be so.
The Ghost Knight's attack had taken away almost a third of its HP. According to the settings, it would enter a Stun state for about two seconds, and then enter a state of full combat. However, this type of high-level undead had considerable intelligence. After suffering a loss, it would definitely not use the Thousand Army Strike again. Therefore, Brando did not have to worry about it continuously using big moves.
Two seconds was not a problem for an Iron-ranked player to run 50 meters away. When the Ghost Knight recovered, Brando and the Nightsong Tiger were already panting as they waited for it at the preset ambush location.
Everything that happened before was done under the limit. Even with Brando and the experienced Mercenary Captain's stamina, it was still a bit difficult. However, the Nightsong Tiger knew that the Ghost Knight was far from using its full strength. He could not help but sweat profusely as he looked at Brando, trying to figure out how this Planeswalker could reverse the difference in strength.
It was not only the Nightsong Tiger who was thinking this, everyone present had the same thought.
In fact, when the Elementalists saw the Ghost Knight's first attack, they could not help but shiver. This level of battle was beyond their imagination. Although the Mercenaries of Lopes were known for their bravery and fighting prowess, it was like a battle between mortals. Above the mid-level of Silver Rank, the way of battle had long surpassed the common understanding of ordinary people.
There was a famous incident in The Amber Sword. It was a battle caused by players that happened in Cruz's city of Bailudy at the end of the First Age. There were eleven Gold-ranked players who participated in this battle, and it resulted in the destruction of half of the city of Bailudy which had a population of five hundred thousand.
Although these players could not escape the fate of exile in the end, the destructive power of high-level players was vividly displayed in this incident. Of course, after that incident, every country strengthened the management of adventurers, but this was a story for later.
The Ghost Knight's next attack made even the knowledgeable Amandina speechless. The power that seemed to be able to see through everything seemed to be able to distort nature. Although it was just an illusion, it still made people feel despair.
The younger Elementalist could not help but tremble. Her elder sister hugged her tightly, and the two of them gritted their teeth and persevered. This was also the Mercenaries of Lopes's perseverance. If it was a normal mercenary, they would have run away by now.
The rule of mercenaries was to keep their promises, but they were still humans.
Everyone held their breaths.
But a miracle seemed to have happened at this moment.
After the Ghost Knight charged to a certain spot, it seemed to have an invisible line there, and it suddenly stopped. The undead raised its head, and its glowing eyes looked through the mask at the people in front of it. It raised its hand and waved its spear, creating two invisible gusts of wind.
The gusts of wind plowed two deep trenches in the ground, and the black pine trees that could be seen everywhere suddenly swayed. But it was a pity that the gusts of wind disappeared before they could touch Brando and the Nightsong Tiger.
[What is this?]
The mercenaries saw the Ghost Knight stopping behind the invisible line, and waving its spear futilely in an attempt to kill their lord and captain, but it proved that its efforts were futile because it could not reach them. At that moment, these people almost thought that it was as if God was helping them, and that it was Martha who was protecting their lord from the heavens.
Even Amandina's eyes shone with a strange light, but she paused for a moment, and the light turned into doubt.
The Roman clasped her hands together and let out a sigh, and a smile appeared on her face. She thought to herself that her Brando was the best. [Auntie, look, even the little Roman has an excellent lover.]
The mercenaries cheered, and even the Nightsong Tiger looked at him in disbelief. But Brando did not relax at all. He had guessed correctly, and the Ghost Knight's range of activity was indeed in this position. In fact, it was not difficult to guess, and it could be guessed based on the patrol radius of the monster lord.
The Ghost Knight's patrol radius was pitifully small, and it was a storyline monster, so its range of activity was even more limited. In fact, there was a formula for this, but Brando had never memorized it, and he could only rely on his experience.
He made a gesture to the people behind him. [Everyone enter the Ghost Knight's attack range.]
Everyone was stunned.
[Isn't this good? We can hit it, but it can't hit us!] Almost everyone thought so, and some of them could not help but take out their crossbows, as if they were afraid that their lord had forgotten that they had the ability to attack from a distance.
"My lord … …" The Nightsong Tiger could not help but say.
"Listen to my orders." Brando interrupted him. Things were not that simple. If the Ghost Knight could not reach them, it would quickly turn back. Even though it was a quest monster, it was not stupid.
Under his insistence, even though the mercenaries were unwilling, they still followed his orders and entered the Ghost Knight's attack range. Fortunately, with the slowing effect of the Frost Split Arrow, this terrifying undead creature's attacks became predictable. These experienced mercenaries were able to dodge a single gust of wind pressure.
Brando knew that as long as it did not use the Thousand Army Strike, even if the Mercenaries of Lopes were in its attack range, it would not be able to do anything to them. It could only wave its spear in vain to show its presence.
The mercenaries quickly realized this as well. Thus, the battle scene became very comical. The Ghost Knight was like a game of whack-a-mole, and the mercenaries were really like a group of rats, dodging around and occasionally retaliating with their ranged weapons. The only difference was that the Ghost Knight could never hit its target, and the mercenaries did not care about their image.
As long as they could survive, it was enough.
The Nightsong Tiger was stunned by the scene. If the Ghost Knight's terrifying strength was beyond his understanding, then the strange battle between the two sides had once again exceeded his understanding. He had been in the battlefield for decades, but he had never seen such a battle.
Brando saw the Nightsong Tiger's expression and felt a little proud. He knew that in the past, only a few people could decide the outcome of a battle. Knowledge was in the hands of a few people, and thus the thinking of war tended to be fixed.
But he was different. He came from a more civilized world. At least half of his soul was like that. In that highly civilized society, universal education allowed everyone to have the right to think. Endless creativity allowed the players to develop endless tactics in this virtual world.
In the era he lived in, there was a famous saying in the gaming industry: The more free the rules, the more difficult it was for the players.
Players were always looking for ways to solve problems once and for all. They did not adhere to the rules, and used all the resources and advantages available to them to defeat the enemy.
Brando was confident in this point. It was as if he represented the wisdom of the entire human race. Looking at this world from a different height, it was a world full of suffering and struggling to move forward in the darkness.
He did not say anything and handed the remaining Frost Arrows to the Nightsong Tiger. He believed that the old mercenary knew when to use the debuff on the Ghost Knight. The Frost Arrow was one of the most commonly used magic arrows, and the Mercenaries of Lopes should know how to use it.
The Mercenary Captain was stunned: "My Lord?"
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