Scarlet, Nalaethar, the Nightsong Tiger, and Sanford all stood quietly behind him.
Brando was holding a rough stone slab in his hand, his gaze piercing through the broken walls of the Elven ruins towards the direction of the valley. The Lizardmen were appearing one after another in that direction, their short figures flashing through the gaps between the trees. The unevolved reptiles would occasionally appear and disappear. Brando glanced at them and roughly estimated that there were at least two large groups of them, no less than three hundred of them, and there might be even more behind them. [It seems that Hewjil and Conrad have joined forces. They're very vigilant,] the young man confirmed.
He looked up and saw that it was a sunny day, but the sky was so blue that it seemed a little purple. Sunlight flowed through the forest in the afternoon, and the trees near and far were covered in a dazzling shade of green.
He squinted his eyes.
The air was filled with a faint smell of blood. Even though the battlefield had been cleaned up, it was inevitable that the smell of slaughter from before would still remain. The stone slab in the young man's hand was the Sage Slate. It was about the size of a fist, and there was a rune engraved on it. The rune was the sound of 'Eaam', and it represented the word 'Earth' in the ancient runes. [The Earth is home to life and wisdom.]
Now that he had the Sage Slate, he had at least achieved half of his original goal. The only thing left was to get Metisha's necklace from the Lizardmen.
But just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him. Brando turned around and saw the Fairy Princess, who had tied up her long silver hair and was wearing a holy white armor. She was leading her unicorn towards him. The armor of the Silver Elves was so gorgeous that Brando almost thought that the Princess Knight was wearing a princess's dress with silver leaves. "Thank you, my lord." Medissa looked at Brendel with her glassy eyes and smiled. "Thank you, my lord," she said in his mind.
"It's a promise." Brendel finally managed to shift his gaze away from her and answered.
Metisha blushed. Brando's words reminded her of what had happened that day. She had never been so scared before, to the point where she cried in front of so many people. She had completely thrown away the etiquette of royalty.
She couldn't help but look to the other side and saw the red-haired girl named Scarlet standing alone in the shadows of the canopy. Her eyes shone like amber in a flame. She leaned on her slender Lightning Spear and looked outside. She seemed to be a little quiet. Brando had already told her everything that had happened, including the Blood of God and the disbandment of the Grey Wolves Mercenaries. She had been like this ever since she heard about it.
He was neither sad nor angry.
"What will happen to that big sister?" Metisha turned around and asked softly.
"The Blood of God has taken root in her body, and the contamination cannot be removed. He could only rely on his willpower to suppress it. Once he lost control, he would eventually become an oracle. But calling her an oracle is just a beautiful title. It would be better to call her a monster. "Brando replied. But he had another idea. That was to obtain Scarlet's consent and seal her as a card. Because the connection of the Laws had already been established, all that was left was a contract. [But to seal a living being into a card, that's a little too harsh for a free person. That's why I won't reveal this method until the very last moment.]
The Silver Elf girl couldn't help but frown at his words. But the innate silence of this race made her not say anything.
Brando didn't say anything either. His gaze stopped at the mercenaries not far away. These mercenaries were hiding in the ruins of the masterpieces of the Silver Elf architects from thousands of years ago. Their crossbows were pointed at the lizardmen in front of them, so that they wouldn't immediately abandon their weapons and run away. In fact, Brando had already attacked and razed the base of the lizardmen bandits to the ground a few hours ago. With the help of Scarlet and Metisha, two Gold rankers, and twenty Silver Elf guards who were still in the middle of the Silver Elves, the two hundred lizardmen that stayed behind to guard the base were nothing more than experience points for Brando.
As for the remaining ones, they were now in front of Brando as a distraction.
"Brando."
Hearing this familiar voice with a little bit of pride, Brando didn't need to turn around to know who was calling him. So he didn't even bother to turn around, and directly stretched his hand over his shoulder and asked: "So fast?"
The Roman walked over with Amandina. She calmly placed three thumb-sized translucent gray crystals on his palm and replied: "Of course, Lord Roman is very efficient. These are for you, Brando. Everyone and the Elves have distributed them according to your orders. You can say that all the preparations are done, and we're just waiting for your orders. "
"It's a pity that the materials are all used up," Amandina forced a smile even though her face was tired: "Otherwise, we could make more. I've already used all the materials we used before on them. The sample of the Mana Conduction Device was also removed according to your orders, and the ores inside are also included. "
Brando nodded and carefully inserted the crystals into his belt. He then took the sword from the Nightsong Tiger and pointed outside: "The enemy is very vigilant, we can't fool them for long. Once we're close enough, I'll attract their attention. Metisha and Scarlet, come with me. Our goal is to tie down Conrad and the Earth Angel. As for the other small fries, leave them to Nalaethar and his men. "
The Elven commander looked at them and nodded.
"Don't just nod, commander," Brando did not intend to let him go: "Don't forget your promise."
Nalaethar smiled: "I'll wait and see."
Metisha looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile.
"Scarlet, do you have any questions?" Brando asked again.
"I understand." The red-haired girl nodded and replied.
"Nightsong Tiger, your mission is to follow behind the Elven allies and protect them," Brendel added in his mind: "Make sure to protect the Grey Wolves Mercenaries. They can't revive like you." Brendel turned to Sanford after seeing the Nightsong Tiger nod: "You too, make sure to protect yourselves. Only by surviving can you enjoy victory."
"Of course, my lord." Brendel nodded respectfully.
Brando looked at the people around him and relaxed. Other than Nalaethar, the people here were almost all of his subordinates. Of course, Retto's side might have some power, but the Grey Wolves Mercenaries were different from these people. In fact, he understood that in the eyes of the Grey Wolves Mercenaries, Retto's status and prestige was higher than his. However, the people in front of him were all people he knew very well. There was no need to mention the Nightsong Tiger and Metisha. Amandina and the Grey Wolves Mercenaries had no one to rely on other than him, so they naturally wouldn't have any other thoughts.
Of course, it wasn't that he didn't trust Retto, but time would reveal a person's heart. Brando wouldn't easily reveal his secrets. He had seen too many betrayals in his life. There were plenty of people who would stab you in the back even in the game, let alone in real life.
After assigning everyone their tasks, he turned back to observe the Lizardmen's movements in the forest. Conrad and Hewjil did not seem to have discovered the abnormality, but he did not expect to be able to hide it from them for long. One round of attacks was enough.
The closest Lizardmen were already two miles away, and shadows began to appear in the forest. The Lizardmen did not make the Dragon Hunters split up the vanguard like they did in the wild. This was great news for Brendel. Their opponents were lax, and the first strike would be more effective.
Seven hundred meters.
Brando read this number from the distance device.
The large number of Lizardmen warriors seemed to cause the entire valley to rustle as they passed through the forest. It was as if water was flowing through the forest, or as if countless ants were running on the ground. In fact, Brando could already see the mercenaries on his side at the frontlines putting their hands on their belts. They were holding the Disintegration Crystal that Amandina gave them. Although it wasn't big, its explosive energy was around 15 OZ, and its damage was comparable to the Magic Arrow of a low-ranked Iron-ranked Elementalist.
Five hundred meters.
A large number of Lizardmen figures appeared in the forest. Brando, Nalaethar, Metisha, and Scarlet could clearly see the expressions on the Lizardmen's faces. These Lizardmen who had been running for the whole night were tired, and they probably didn't realize that they would be ambushed at their doorstep.
The red-haired girl squatted down and pulled a blade of grass from the ground and bit it in her mouth. Then she frowned and looked for a familiar figure in the forest — Conrad. She gripped the Lightning Spear tightly.
The Lizardmen continued to move forward. In fact, they had already noticed that the ruins were unusually quiet. It was just a kind of inertia that drove the army forward. But soon, Brando saw more than ten Lizardmen passing through the crowd. Wherever they passed, the Lizardmen would stop moving. [We've been discovered!] Brando immediately realized. He was a little annoyed that Conrad and Hewjil didn't appear at all. Their alertness was beyond his expectations.
But he couldn't care less. He raised his arm. The ruby ring on his index finger pointed in the direction of the forest. Then, a red light flashed, as if the light of the sun had dimmed for a moment. A huge fireball rose from the forest, accompanied by countless leaves flying into the air. Then, everyone heard a loud bang. The heat wave swept across the forest like a shockwave, blowing the hair of the mercenaries, the elves, and Brando.
The hot wind blew.
Brendel learned from the data on his retina that he had killed at least twenty Lizardmen. This was an unexpected gain, and it showed that the enemy's formation was very tight. But this was only a signal to attack. Immediately, the mercenaries threw the Disintegration Crystals in their hands at the area the fireball was aiming at. Three hundred meters was not far for those who had the strength of Iron. The thumb-sized crystals sparkled brightly as they drew an arc in the air, and then fell into the forest like it was raining.
There was a moment of silence.
But that was just the calm before the storm. A white light flashed, and then a second, and then a third, one after another, flashes of white light appeared in the forest. Then, there was a continuous explosion. The sound waves seemed to have lifted a layer of the ground. Almost everyone felt the ground tremble for at least a minute. Those who squinted their eyes because of the loud explosion found that the landscape of the forest in front of them had changed forever.
The explosion had created a vacuum in the middle of the forest. The tall trees were uprooted or tilted. But what was more tragic were the Lizardmen who were covered in the explosion. There were at least a squadron of more than a hundred Lizardmen there. But now, they were mutilated corpses. Blood mixed with the soil, soaked in blood, and red organs hung on the branches. It was a scene that reminded people of hell.
Even Brando could not help but retch. But he suppressed the nausea and began to recalculate the difference between the enemy and himself.
In fact, Hewjil had brought the most Lizardmen with him yesterday. There were at least 400 of them. Brando suspected that if it was not for the need to search, the arrogant Lizardmen would not have given any of their men to Conrad and the Dark Bishop. Since they had the Disciples of the Black Flames and the Dark Mercenaries, they were more than enough to protect themselves. Of course, that was if the Lizardmen thought that he only had a dozen Silver-tier guards with him.
In addition to Conrad's group and the Dark Mercenaries, the total number of enemies they had to face was at least 700. This wasn't a small number. Even if they managed to kill more than 10% of the enemies, the rest would not be easy to deal with.
They had to do it again.
He knew that it was time for him to make his move. He immediately gestured to Metisha and Scarlet to get ready to fight with him.
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Roggen Swamp
(White Bones IV)
[Basic Ground — Swamp]
Generate 1 Dark EP into the Mana Pool every week.
Tap: Construct a swamp (Generate 1 Dark EP into the Mana Pool).
'Rot, rot, rot, this is a barren land —'
The Shire of Roe's Market
(Alliance of the City XX)
[Special Ground — City]
Generate 2 Wealth per day. Generate 1 Earth EP into the Mana Pool every week.
Tap: Pay 2 Reputation: Receive 6 Wealth.
"From trade, fame, wealth, and power, the Roshalers got everything they wanted." (To be continued, if you want to know more, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support legal reading!)
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