"T-that's Dragon Strength Potion … How can there be so much of it!" The black-haired youth who was standing far behind almost bit off his tongue when he saw Brando's youths drinking the potion.
"Rono, what's wrong?" The young lady of the Flower Domain seemed to have just recovered from her shock. She asked in a low voice, as if any louder voice would attract the attention of the ferocious Erouine country bumpkin.
"H-he treats the Dragon Strength Potion like plain water …" Rono said with disappointment: "It would be better if he used it on a more talented Knight."
He said this because he was worried for the people of ancient times.
"What's so surprising about the Dragon Strength Potion?" Elman glanced at his comrade coldly. When he thought Brando was going to kill them, he pushed him away. Although it was an instinctive reaction, the Viscount knew that there was a grudge between them now.
Instead of explaining, it was better to make a prompt decision. Although Rono was a genius, he only had the potential for the future. In the Dark Forest, he had plenty of opportunities to make him lose his future.
When Rono heard his words, he turned to look at his' comrade '. Unlike Elman's indifference, the black-haired youth had contempt written all over his face. Elman's previous actions made him angry and disdainful.
"What do you know? That's a genuine Dragon Strength Potion. The one you took was trash compared to the one the youths took."
"If I'm not wrong, the purity of the potion might be genuine Dragon Blood."
The black-haired youth did not hide his disdain. Elman took a deep breath, but he did not show it on his face. He only looked coldly at Brando.
"Alright, it's about time to go back. It'll be too late if we don't leave now." The viscount said again. It was not easy for him to say that this trip was a mistake. However, this was the proposal of the little princess of the Flower Leaf Territory. Even if there was a problem, he had to take the responsibility.
Unlike Rono, he had seen many geniuses, but there was only one successor to Duke Manderhill.
He was willing to take the risk to come here just to please this little princess.
But Brando's sword had almost destroyed his perfect image. At that time, he thought he was going to die. Since he was going to die, then being an alchemy genius and being the daughter of the Flower and Leaf Collar was meaningless.
At the moment of life and death, one's own life was still the most realistic.
However, he didn't expect that the damned Erouine would only give them a warning. Elman took a deep breath with a cold expression. Fortunately, the young lady was too scared to notice anything. Although Rono had a grudge with him, he wasn't the kind of person who liked to gossip.
However, Viscount Elman still felt uneasy that his weakness had fallen into someone else's hands. He looked at Rono as if he was looking at a corpse.
"Look over there!" Vahina yelled.
Everyone felt a faint light under the night sky.
A pair of huge green transparent wings that almost spanned the entire battlefield opened up.
However, those weren't wings made of light. Instead, they were miniature magic arrays. The Wind Spirit Spiders appeared in the air one after another, each holding a golden holy sword.
The light wings turned golden in an instant.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Although this wasn't the first time some of them had seen this scene, under the night sky, there were countless sparkling golden holy swords hanging upside down in the sky. Compared to the spectacular display during the day, it was even more fantastical.
Count Audine raised his head, almost petrified. The Erouine nobles behind him were even more shocked. What was this?
Was this a spell?
Their gazes fell from the huge screen of light in the sky to Brando. Was this a spell from that young man? But wasn't that young noble a Gold-ranked swordsman?
This wasn't a spell from a magic swordsman.
Or was he a spellcaster?
Brando didn't care about other people's gazes, or perhaps he was already used to it. He only pursed his lips and pointed Halran Gaia forward.
"Lower your heads!"
"Lower your heads! His Lordship has begun his attack! "The group leaders understood and immediately shouted.
On the other hand, the Knight on the side was slightly stunned. They subconsciously turned their heads and saw a dazzling light in the sky. The white light was so dazzling that everyone squinted their eyes.
Then, a beam of light pierced through the sky.
The beam of light pierced straight down, like a sharp sword piercing through the body of a black wolf. A single black wolf had the strength of a peak Dark Iron, but under the attack of the Holy Sword, the defense of a peak Dark Iron was as weak as a piece of paper.
The beam of light first burned through the black wolf's fur, and then turned its innards into ashes. The black wolf was still pouncing forward, but with a puchi, it exploded into a pile of broken cotton in midair, turning into ashes that fluttered and drifted down.
Following that, more beams of light rained down. Some of them brushed past the heads of the knights, and the terrifying power caused everyone to shrink back in fear.
But the black wolves that were targeted by the beams of light were not so lucky. Almost every time a beam of light flashed, it would take away the lives of two or three black wolves.
Brando commanded the dragoons to sweep across the front of the formation two or three times. It was as if a golden hand plowed through the tide of black wolves two or three times. The number of these monsters was reduced by more than half in an instant, and the first wave of attack of the black wolves collapsed instantly.
Brando could get seven or eight EXP for each black wolf he killed, and this round of attack gave him nearly three hundred EXP.
As the attack of the black wolves weakened, the young men and the Knight suddenly felt the pressure lifted. They immediately heard Brando shouting from behind, "Attack forward!"
Austin was shocked. His original intention was to retreat while fighting, so that he could meet up with the main force of Erouine's envoy group, or at least retreat to the defensive line of the druids behind.
"My Lord!" He shouted.
"Brando, Baron Abies," Brando replied.
"Mr. Baron," Austin shouted, "We have to retreat. It's not safe in front."
Brando smiled and pointed forward with his sword. "Erouine will never retreat."
Austin was stunned. He thought that the young man had lost his mind. Although they had a large number of Silver-ranked warriors under their command, in the face of the endless tide of wolves, they were just a stone in the sea.
"My Lord!" At this time, Dolant ran up from behind. Although he looked down on Brando at first, at least the latter had helped them teach those arrogant Toquinin beasts a lesson. This made him feel a little better about Brando.
But Brando's decision was too shocking. There were only twenty or thirty of them. If Brando insisted on moving forward, they would have no choice but to follow Brando.
Seeing the black wolves swarming out of the forest like a tidal wave, Dolant felt the ground trembling beneath his feet. It wasn't a good feeling at all.
This wide and fat fellow endured the pain in his scalp and loudly advised, "Sir Baron, please calm down. If we go any further, we will all be torn to pieces!"
But Brando shook his head.
"Count Dolant, you are wrong. We won't." He pointed to the right. "Look, our reinforcements are here."
Dolant was startled. He quickly looked in that direction. In that direction, a small group of black wolves had bypassed their camp and tried to outflank them. But at this moment, they seemed to have been attacked head-on and were fleeing in panic.
There was a flash of light in the forest.
It was a silver spear that reflected the light of the torches. The earth shook as a group of snow-white centaurs charged out of the forest. They wore silver armor, carried spears on their backs, and held bows that humans had never seen before. They chased after the black wolves and shot them down.
Every arrow.
A black wolf rolled on the ground and stopped breathing.
Many of the centaurs had druids in cloaks of grass on their backs. The druids raised their wooden staffs, and huge vines ran along their sides. Green tentacles rose from the ground and lifted the bodies of the black wolves high into the air. Then they threw the bodies of the black wolves into the fleeing pack. Many of the black wolves were smashed into the ground.
They struggled to get up, but the centaurs caught up with them and killed them with a single shot.
There were at least a few hundred centaurs. When they charged at the edge of the forest, they were like a group of heavy cavalry. They cut into the flanks of the black wolves with a heavy rumble, and the situation of the battle changed in an instant.
The centaurs continued to charge forward. They cut into the area between the black wolves and Brando, blocking the front of Brando's group. Then, a centaur that looked older than the rest broke away from the group.
This centaur wore armor that was different from everyone else. It had a pair of horns that curved backwards on its shoulders, and an exquisite breastplate that fit its skin perfectly. The metal outlined its muscles. It held a spear in its hand and shouted in front of Brando.
"Human, I am Wayde! We have heard of the druid elder's suggestion. We will protect you from the first wave of the Calamity of Wolves! "
The Erouine nobles were shocked. They immediately turned around to look at Brando. They didn't know what kind of agreement this noble had reached with the druids.
"You agree?" Brando asked, "What about the Tree Sprites?"
"I am here, young man."
The light on Wayde's back distorted, revealing a tall elf with a head full of green hair. He wore a leaf headdress and a cloak, and his upper body was bare.
He carried a longbow on his back that was much larger than the ones used by the centaurs. It made people wonder how the elf could use a bow.
But when the elf appeared, Amandina who was behind Brando was shocked: "It's you."
This elf was the one that she and Scarlett met in the afternoon.
The elf smiled and nodded: "If it was another human, I might have rejected the druid elder's suggestion. But I have a good impression of you, young man. Perhaps I can try to believe your words."
Brando was also surprised. [Why does this elf seem to know me?] But when he saw Amandina's reaction, he guessed something and nodded.
"There's no time for small talk. Let me explain the plan first."
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