[Time Element?]
Brando had considered this possibility before, but the way the Time Element manifests itself was a little strange. [Time?] [Seems like it. In the game, I've seen the Time Element before. No, it shouldn't be called the Time Element. It should be called the Time Element.]
However, it was also a legendary story of a shameless warrior who defeated a RMB warrior. It was one of the most popular legends among the players in the later stages of the game. He was fortunate enough to know everything about this existence. At least, he knew that the Time Rewind Attribute was very similar to the situation he was in right now when it was under partial control.
But whether or not it was completely the same was still up for debate.
After all, the description of Time Element did not have words like 'stability'.
Brando sensed someone approaching him from behind. It was Scarlet. The red-haired girl was slightly injured in the previous battle. She limped behind him and silently unsheathed her sword and passed it to him. Brando stretched out his hand to receive the sword, but this time, he did not rush to attack.
Because just a moment ago, his' Inspect 'skill, which had been activated all this time, notified him that a new, unfamiliar presence had appeared on the battlefield.
[Rothko? Rothko shouldn't be that strong.]
[Is it a new enemy?
Did they come to stop me from killing Kabias?]
Brando did not say a word as he looked at the skeleton that was struggling to get up from the dust. But after a few tries, it would kneel down again. It was obvious that it was heavily injured. He then looked at Cornelius and his mercenaries. They were under the command of Metisha as they drove Graudin's private army towards the inner city.
"You're here."
Brando purposely made himself relax and did not look at the girl beside him.
"You … … You knew?" Scarlet raised her head and looked at him in surprise. She had followed him here alone, but from Brando's tone, it was obvious that he had already noticed her presence.
She lowered her head in silence. She knew that this young man was very opinionated when it came to certain matters. She had already thought of the possibility of his dissatisfaction when she acted alone. She thought that even the lovable merchant girl would not be able to reprimand her, let alone her.
She did not say a word, but made no attempt to refute him, as long as he did not blame Sanford and the others. She was used to acting alone. She was used to being punished. She was used to the feeling of not being valued by others.
"I noticed it when you followed me out. Don't forget that the container for the Blood of God is still with me." Brando smiled gently. "Besides, with your personality, I would be surprised if you didn't follow me …"
How could this be?
The red-haired girl frowned and looked at Brando in confusion.
"What are you thinking about now?" Brando's gaze swept the surroundings as he asked, still motionless.
The red-haired girl suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but stare at the latter vigilantly: "My lord, don't go looking for trouble with Sanford and the others. I will take responsibility for my own actions."
"What are you thinking?"
"Isn't that the case?" Scarlet lowered her head and asked softly.
"Of course not. I'm keeping you in the team because you're Sanford's friend. That's why I've never treated you as my subordinate. As for what you think, I respect your choice. "
"Aren't we teammates?"
"No, we're just not subordinates."
Scarlet lowered her eyes.
Brando did not turn around to look at her. He thought he could guess what this girl was thinking. If it wasn't for the Grey Wolves Mercenaries, she would have been more willing to find a secluded place and wait for death to come.
Protecting others was also protecting herself, but it became the link between her and this world. Makarov had hurt her too deeply, and no one would be able to make up for it, let alone an outsider like him.
But as an outsider, he did not say much and changed the topic. "Actually, it's not just me. Metisha and Kabias also know that you're nearby."
The red-haired girl was stunned.
"Your Life Force is too strong, and you don't know how to hide it. It's as bright as the sun in the eyes of the undead."
"But it —" Scarlet asked.
Brando saw that Kabias had shakily stood up from the rubble, but he did not seem to have any intention of attacking. He only looked at Scarlet and said: "Kabias' axe was meant to force you out. I thought you could see that —"
"I'm sorry."
"It's nothing," Brando replied: "Thank you."
Scarlet was slightly startled. She looked at the young man for a moment before lowering her head again.
Brando suddenly shifted his gaze away from Kabias and looked at Metisha's direction. The Silver Fairy Princess raised an eyebrow as if she sensed something. She turned her unicorn's head and raised her spear horizontally.
The mercenaries immediately stopped.
Even though their commander was still Cornelius, the Silver Elf's performance in the previous battle had deeply impressed them. Be it in terms of bravery or wisdom, even Cornelius himself had to admit that the gap between him and Metisha was too great.
They originally thought that only Graudin's private army would participate in this battle, but now that Madara's army had joined the battle, they were at a loss for what to do. After all, the War of the Black Rose had just ended, and the fear of the undead army still lingered in everyone's hearts.
Under such circumstances, they had no choice but to rely on those who could control the situation.
For example, Metisha.
And for example, Brando.
"My lord?" Metisha's voice sounded in his mind: "Are we not going to pursue?"
"The undead still have reinforcements."
Brando looked around. The aura that had been lying dormant on the battlefield had become obvious, but it was obvious that the enemy had not noticed that he had already discovered it.
The young man looked in a certain direction and frowned slightly. The swaying black fog in the shadows caught his attention. [What a high-level Curtain of Darkness!]
The young man's heart skipped a beat.
"Metisha, be careful!" Brando shouted in his mind, but it was too late. A black shadow had already shot towards the Silver Fairy Princess on the unicorn's back. * Bang! * The sharp sound of weapons clashing against each other was heard. Brando saw the Silver Elf being sent flying into the distance and landing in the middle of the crowd.
"Silver Elf?" After the black shadow succeeded in its attack, it let out a soft exclamation of surprise. However, it immediately retreated backwards like a black line that bounced off the surrounding buildings. After a few leaps, it finally landed in the middle of the road.
Brendel finally saw the man's face clearly.
The familiar black chain mail and cloak immediately made the young man suck in a breath of cold air. When his gaze fell on the scythe tightly gripped in the other's sharp metal gloves, his heart immediately sank.
But what made his pupils contract the most was the strange metal mask that was laughing and crying at the same time.
It was one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, the Impartial Judge, Haku.
Brando had expected that Madara and Graudin would send more people to the city after yesterday's conflict. But he did not expect that the one who appeared in front of him would be such a troublesome person.
Of course, the title of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse did not exist in this era. However, among the four of them, the strongest one was the Green Knight, Malfoss, who was currently the commander of the 'Plague Wolves' army.
As for the one he did not want to meet the most, it was the mysterious Black Knight, the Impartial Judge, Haku.
There was no other reason other than the fact that Haku was too shrewd. Not only was he powerful, but he was also an outstanding commander. With him here, Brando felt that his plan would be greatly reduced. He could not help but subconsciously look to the south and west. His plan would not be able to hide from this outstanding commander known as the 'Scales of the Battlefield', but fortunately —
Perhaps this was his only fortune.
The opponent he feared the most had appeared in the chess game he was most confident in. Otherwise, it would be a headache to meet this person at the end of a chess game.
He could not help but tighten his grip on the hilt of his sword. His palms were covered in cold sweat, but he had already made up his mind to keep Haku here tonight. Kabias could be dealt with as he pleased, but Haku had to stay.
"Haku? Tiamas? Qiu Yue? " Brando forced himself to calm down and said: "Madara's legendary 'Scales of the Battlefield'. It seems that Tarkus, who is missing an eye, values me a lot. He actually sent his deputy."
The battlefield fell silent as soon as he said that.
The title 'Scales of the Battlefield' was not well-known in Erouine, but Tarkus' deputy was a title that reverberated like thunder in everyone's ears. In fact, the mercenaries who were helping Medissa up almost dropped their weapons when they heard those words. Kabias, Tarkus' assistant, what was going on? Why did a name that only existed in legends appear in this desolate place tonight? It was as if they were rushing to the market.
It was especially so for Cornelius. The silver-haired middle-aged man was trying his best not to let his face turn even paler. He thought he was on the right side at first, but now he looked at Brendel, and he could not help but regret it so much that his intestines turned green.
Regardless of which side it was, he shouldn't have gotten involved in it at all!
The Black Knight was also startled.
"It seems that you are very familiar with us," a magnetic voice came from under the metal mask: "Human, you are not Viscount Gaston. You are also not Brando from Bucce. You said that you are a Highland Knight, but even a wizard from the Black Tower would not know so much about Madara. "
"It seems that our investigation of you has completely failed, human."
He sneered: "But I have a personal guess. I suspect that you are one of the 'Ancestors' —"
'Ancestors!?'
Brando immediately heard Scarlet let out a soft 'ah' behind him.
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