Brando quickly formed an intuitive concept in his mind. If it was like the sonic boom of a whip, then Brando could not imagine how big the whip was.
To be exact.
It was a whip that swept through the entire forest.
The terrible sonic boom swept through the entire forest in an instant. Brando felt numb at the back of his head. He subconsciously pulled Scarlet forward and the two rolled into a nearby tree hole.
Then, there was a buzzing sound that seemed to sweep through his brain, causing his eardrums to resonate. A few seconds later, he even felt that there was a buzzing sound in his head that lasted for a long time. Only after a long time did he gradually recover his hearing.
That was really terrifying.
At the last moment before he fell into the tree hole, he saw a whizzing attack. It was a whip-shaped air wall, about the height of a tree trunk. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and it swept across half of the valley in an instant.
The moment he fell into the tree hole, the wall of air just swept over his head.
Brando could not help but shake his head in the darkness of the tree hole. The impact from before seemed to have caused his teeth to cut his lips, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood. But he immediately froze because he felt a soft response on his lips.
If it was not for the faint scent of the girl in the darkness, he would have almost forgotten that he was still under Scarlet.
Brando's face turned red.
His vision gradually adapted to the dark environment in the tree hole where even the stars were weak. He gradually saw that his hands were on the wet soil in the tree hole. And coincidentally, Scarlet was under him, facing him with her mouth slightly open like a frightened little animal.
The girl's burning amber eyes were particularly bright in the darkness.
But it was not anger that burned, but shyness.
She almost forgot to breathe.
There was blood on both of their lips, and there was a salty taste of blood in each other's mouths.
Brando's face was stiff and he did not say a word. He sat up and stretched out his hand stiffly to pull Scarlet up. Although he had restrained himself from thinking about what happened before, he did not know why that memory was so fresh and vivid.
His lips responded with the soft fragrance of a young girl, with a touch of the wildness of fresh blood, as if it could melt his thoughts.
It was clearly something that happened in an instant, but it played out in his memory over and over again. It was as if he had lived in that moment forever.
Neither of them spoke.
Brando couldn't help but want to cover his face. This was the first kiss of a failed Magician in his previous life, and even in this life. How could he lose it so inexplicably and humiliatingly?
He could not help but comfort himself that perhaps the kiss on the little Roman's forehead was his first kiss, but even he could not come up with such an excuse.
It was also Ke Qian's first time.
The red-haired girl felt that she was going to melt into a water-like substance that seeped into the cold soil beneath her body. She stared blankly with her eyes wide open until Brando pulled her up.
"So-sorry."
The two of them said in unison.
Scarlet let out an 'ah' and lowered her head.
Brando felt that his face was burning. It was as if the danger outside the forest had disappeared, or he had completely forgotten about it. Although he had decades of experience in his two lives.
He was not prepared for this at all.
Then Orthlyss laughed out loud. Her laughter was like a silver bell in the dark, waking Brando up. "Little one, you are so cute."
"Ahem." Brando coughed: "… What was that just now? Did you see it clearly, Miss Orthlyss?"
Orthlyss seemed to have discovered a new continent, but she was not in a hurry to press on. Instead, she replied: "It looked like the tail of something. I don't think I saw it wrong."
Tail?
The word was like a bucket of cold water that drenched Brando from head to toe. What kind of creature could have such a big tail? He was suddenly startled, and suddenly remembered that the previous attack really did seem like a dragon's tail sweep attack.
But if it really was a tail attack …
Oh, Martha.
How big was that dragon?
"Wait, it didn't have a physical body?" Brando suddenly took a deep breath and asked.
"It seemed to be a creature of the air element," Orthlyss replied: "But I could barely make out that it was some kind of cloud or mist."
"It was a monster." Brando corrected her. He turned around and called out: "Scarlet."
Scarlet also reacted at this time, although her face was still red: "I know, My Lord … Wait!" The girl was suddenly startled: "My gun is still outside!"
She looked up and saw that Brando had already climbed up the tree hole.
Brando thought that Mephisto and Veronica should still be in the open space. But the two of them should not have been killed in an instant. Although it was not impossible, it was still a little inconceivable that two of the most powerful people in history would die in front of him.
Even if he was here to change history.
But this was a little too inexplicable.
Brando climbed out of the tree hole and saw that Scarlet's Spear of Lightning was still not far away. But when he saw the scene outside, his face immediately changed and he shrank back into the tree hole.
Scarlet saw the strange expression on her lord's face and his forehead was full of cold sweat.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
Brando quickly put a finger to his lips and motioned her not to make a sound.
"What is that?" He could not help but ask Orthlyss in his mind.
"Even if you ask, I don't know, little one." Orthlyss also took a deep breath. Although there were many strange monsters in the Dark Forest, the thing outside was too outrageous: "It looks like …"
She thought for a moment and found a reliable word: "Ten … fifteen Serpentine Lizards."
But Brando waited for a while, and when he was sure that the thing did not notice him, he poked his head out and carefully looked at it. If the first time he was shocked, then the second time he confirmed that it was not an illusion.
Even Brando could not help but feel a sense of insignificance from the depths of his heart. He felt that his limbs were a little weak.
He raised his head and looked at the behemoth that stood on the ground.
Above the forest.
Above the layers of clouds.
Behind the layers of clouds, there were fifteen gigantic white dragon heads that were formed from clouds and mist. They were looking around slowly. It stood on top of the forest. The dark green treetops were like a layer of carpet at its feet. The gigantic beast looked more like a white mountain range.
It was a mountain range made of clouds.
Brando could not help but think of the thick cumulonimbus clouds in the sky in the past. And this thing was a little bit like those unpredictable clouds.
It occupied half the sky in the forest.
Brando looked at the giant beast and felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. Was this thing really supposed to appear in this quest? Why did it look like a level 1 creature with a perfect body?
A mythical creature.
"Brando." Orthlyss's voice came from his heart.
"Yes?"
"This thing … … looks like a Saint Hydra … … Ancestral Mythical Beast … …"
"Shouldn't Ancestral Mythical Beasts be physical creatures?" Brando felt that his mouth was a little dry.
"Probably … … probably a projection." Orthlyss was not sure. After all, creatures like the Leviathan, the Ouroboros Jormungard, and the Saint Hydra were just legends even a dozen centuries ago.
Even if it's just a projection, it's enough to kill people, Brando thought.
"Wait, Brando." The Knight suddenly said.
"What's wrong?"
"The forest … … seems to be foggy."
"Foggy?" Brando was startled. He looked around and saw that the fog was rising little by little. At first, Brando thought that it was snow, but after a while, he realized that the wind and snow had stopped.
It was just that there was a strange silence in the forest.
There was no mention of Ancestral Mythical Beasts having the ability to control fog.
Brendel subconsciously raised his head. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately saw the huge wall of clouds in the sky slowly moving forward, and wherever it passed, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled above the dark mountains and forests between the heavens and the earth.
In the darkness, the pillars of light that represented civilization and order were flickering and then extinguishing one by one.
It was like a candle flame that was blown out in a storm.
"The wall of clouds is closing again!" Brando felt his eyelids twitching.
At the same time.
Carglise, who was hiding under the White Sacred Stone, sat next to Medea, holding the Priestess' hand tightly. He stared at the terrifying scene with his mouth agape. Dozens of pillars of light in the southern sky were extinguished at the same time.
One after another, the pillars of light flickered and then suddenly disappeared.
The disappearance of each pillar of light was not only the end of a life, but also the end of a hope in the darkness.
No one said a word.
Amandina sat on the other side of the bonfire. She raised her head, and the light in her dark eyes disappeared bit by bit. The air was cold to the bone, and she hugged her knees as if it was the only way to bring some warmth to herself.
Her lord was gone, and Scarlett was taken away. The sudden change in the sky made her feel extremely uneasy. But she could not show her uneasiness. She subconsciously gripped her skirt tightly, and her pale and slender fingers reflected her true feelings.
Felaern sat by her side, remaining silent as always. Only then did the noble lady feel a little more at ease.
She took a deep breath and looked to the other side.
When Veronica left, she left some people to monitor them. There were about a hundred of Cruz's envoys. It was not impossible for Quinn's Tree Elves and the remaining Centaurs to resist, but Amandina did not agree to it.
After all, they had to wait for Brando to return.
Amandina looked at the leader of the Cruz's envoys, a Countess. She was only slightly older than Amandina, but her beauty was enough to make anyone jealous.
Her face seemed to blend the smoothness and perfection of a classical goddess statue. She stood there quietly, neatly dressed in a thick black and purple woolen coat. Her long violet hair was draped over her shoulders. She was full of mystery and elegance.
However, Amandina found some similarities between her and him. They were both calm and rational, but their slightly furrowed brows reflected the true thoughts in their hearts.
"She's worried." Amandina was slightly distracted. She raised her head and looked at the sky: "What is she worried about? Or is this strange omen foretelling something?"
Delfien did not notice Amandina's gaze. She only looked at the fog that was getting thicker and thicker. She muttered to herself: "The light has been extinguished. Is this the Demonic Wave … Elman, where are you …"
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