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Chapter 187

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Earth Elemental – Earth Elemental was divided into several sub-categories. Even though Earth God's Emissary was named Earth Elemental, Ekman's Earth Elemental was in fact Earth Elemental.

Earth Elemental was one of the lowest Elemental Elements. It was extremely powerful in the early stages, but its growth was limited in the later stages.

However, this was enough to give Brando a headache.

However, his hand moved slightly and touched Scarlet's hand underneath him. He was stunned and lowered his head to see the red-haired girl lying flat on the ground, looking at him with her amber eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

Brando quickly let go of her hand and pulled out the dagger that was tied to his calf. Earth God's Emissary retracted its hand and turned around. As a Boss with high attack and defense, its agility was not high. Moreover, the bigger its body, the higher the agility penalty.

Ekman was a little clumsy when it turned around, giving the two a chance.

"Can you move?" Brando pulled out his dagger and asked. Scarlett sat up and patted the dust off her breastplate. She did not answer and only nodded.

"Then be careful. That monster is very strong. Its Elemental Element is Earth Elemental, so be careful of its Earth Elemental attacks. "

Just as he finished speaking, Earth God's Emissary roared as if to prove his words. It raised its right forelimb, and the limb was instantly petrified. The stony part of the limb quickly spread upwards, and in an instant, it became incomparably huge. The monster roared as if it was holding up a stone sword that was nearly ten meters long.

Then, it swung its sword towards the two of them.

"Dodge!"

Brando and Scarlett jumped to the left and right respectively. The stone sword hit their backs and exploded. At that moment, it was as if the ground of the entire forest had jumped, and a shockwave swept out in all directions from the point of explosion, quickly catching up to the two who were still running for their lives. The red-haired girl groaned, and Brendel spat out a mouthful of blood.

He glanced at his own attributes and found that he had lost more than 30 HP just like that. It was close to the damage of the Ring of the Wind Empress. Moreover, he had the strength of a Silver-tier now. Even the Ring of the Wind Empress could only deal half of the damage to him. One could imagine the power of this attack.

"Sir Lord, are you alright?"

The forest was filled with smoke and dust, and Scarlet's voice came from the other side of the smoke.

"It's alright."

Brando coughed, but he was already on high alert. The Earth God's Blood of God came from Goddess Gaia, and the ability to melt into stone was one of its innate abilities. Especially in this environment, if it hid underground and prepared to launch a sneak attack, he would suffer a great loss if he was not careful.

However, he felt a little strange. He remembered that the cooldown for Meld with the Stone was 10 minutes. How did he lose track of the other party's aura so quickly? At this moment, let alone ten minutes, he probably didn't even have a minute.

But at this moment, the two people who were on high alert in the smoke suddenly heard a cry of surprise from outside the field.

"Metisha!"

Brando's heart tightened.



Woo woo woo —

When the long sound of the horn echoed through the battlefield, Hewjil's mood could only be described as tangled. It was not as knowledgeable as Conrad, who could recognize the famous Silver Elves just from the unique sound.

But it wasn't too bad, because from its position, it could easily see a row of silver-armored elven warriors, silver hair, and a shiny double-ended sword. Even if it was a fool, it knew who the other party was.

Its subordinates' attack was quickly thwarted. No, it could not be described as thwarted. It was a one-sided defeat. The Silver Elves' charge was abnormally terrifying, they were like ten shining silver blades. They cut into its subordinates like butter, entering and exiting its territory as if there was no one there.

If not for Conrad's Dark Mercenaries rushing over in time, the battle would have turned into a complete defeat. However, the Silver Elves did not suffer any losses from the counterattack. The Lizardmen and Dark Mercenaries had just finished their counterattack. They threw out a strange crystal and retreated under the cover of the explosion.

In the end, Hewjil found that it had lost almost ten percent of its forces on the left flank.

The Lizardman threw its dagger on the ground. It was a fugitive, and the failure of the gamble only made it mad. It could see that Conrad was afraid of the Silver Elves, but it was not afraid. Weren't they just a group of Silver Elves? The Silver Elves were just so-so.

The Cruz Empire's second-line standing army had this kind of strength, and it was not like Hewjil had not fought with such an army before. It was originally a criminal that escaped from the Empire, or rather, it was an exiled criminal.

It narrowed its eyes and observed for a while, but it soon found a problem. The lizardman bandit leader immediately called for his assistant and ordered him to lead a group of men to attack from the back of the ruins. Although it was a taboo to divide the forces in battle, Hewjil noticed that the enemy only had about 30 to 40 men coming back and forth.

It decided to take a gamble and see if its guess was correct.

But what Hewjil did not know was that it had a strong ally at this time. It thought that Conrad, who it could rely on, was already prepared to escape.

The Lizardmen Crossbowmen finally gathered. After a short while of adjusting their shooting range, they occupied a high point outside the ruins. The rain of arrows quickly flew into the air and fell down, covering both the Lizardmen and the Lizardmen.

They did not know what aiming was, nor did they know what an extended attack was.

The arrows and shafts hit the ground like rain. The Silver Elf Nalaethar waved his hand behind him. He decisively gave the order to retreat. Seeing his signal, the mercenaries behind him immediately put away their crossbows and short bows and left in a single file. Only then did the Elven warriors follow.

After a short battle, there were casualties between the two sides. Many of the mercenaries were hit by arrows, and Sanford was even hit by a knife in the end. The knife pierced through the young man's thigh artery, and if Nalaethar did not stop the bleeding in time, he would have already met Lady Martha.

The mercenaries made a simple stretcher for him, and the young man lay weakly on it. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from groaning. Death was a sacred and peaceful thing for mercenaries. They were not afraid of death, but they would not abandon their comrades either.

But when Sanford turned his head, he saw a mercenary that he recognized running over from the ruins.

"Isn't that guy from the Nightsong Tiger's side?" A thought flashed through his mind.

"Mister Nalaethar!"

The mercenary saw the situation and immediately shouted from afar: "Captain Nightsong Tiger saw the Lizardmen moving towards the back of the ruins. He asked for your opinion."

His words shocked everyone.

Outflanking? This was the worst case scenario that the young Lord had predicted. They could not help but think of what Brando had said when he was planning the battle strategy. The young man told them that it was best to deal with all the situations according to the worst-case scenario, so that they would not be flustered.

The Silver Elves did not say anything, but the mercenaries did not agree. Most of the mercenaries believed in the Twin Gods of Fate, Alice and Helene. Of course, in this day and age where God had turned into the stars and the laws of the universe, this belief was more like a spiritual sustenance.

But no matter what, a mercenary's mentality was similar to that of a gambler's.

But now, the prophecy had come true.

"Human, what did he say?" Nalaethar asked.

"The captain said that unless we split up, we would be attacked from the front and back." The mercenary replied loudly.

"That's not a problem," the Elven commander nodded: "But the question is, who will be the commander?"

"Captain Nightsong Tiger thinks that Mister Sanford can …" The mercenary's gaze fell on the only stretcher, and he suddenly realized that he could not finish the rest of his sentence.

Among Brando's subordinates that could participate in the battle, the Nightsong Tiger and Nalaethar had the strongest leadership and the most experience. Then there was the Fairy Princess, Metisha, Scarlet, and himself. But these five could not leave at all, and the only one with a little bit of reputation left was Sanford, who had just joined the group.

Brando had also assigned the tasks like this when he was planning the battle strategy. But the current situation left everyone dumbfounded. Sanford was seriously injured and had to leave the battle. This was worse than they had expected.

The mercenaries looked at each other.

"I'll go, Commander!" A bell-like voice suddenly came from the ruins behind them. Everyone turned around and saw Romaine standing there with a sword in her hands, just like how she dragged the stone hammer in Brando's mansion in Bucce.

She widened her eyes and looked at the others. Her light brown eyes seemed to be filled with a single sentence:

Can I?

Of course not.

Nalaethar shook his head. If this had happened a day ago, the Silver Elf commander would have considered it. But what this young miss did last night was too shocking. He couldn't let her treat the battle as child's play.

"Then let me go, Commander." A girl walked out from behind the Roman. She pressed one hand on her collar and pressed down on her shawl. She raised her head and calmly looked at everyone present.

Nathanael looked at Amandina.

"I had studied Feng Yu before. Harmain's Manual of Light Infantry, Monsieur Commandant. Besides, at this time, I think it should be my responsibility, "she replied.

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