A rumbling sound came from the south, followed by another half a minute later. Brando listened carefully and confirmed that the Rock Wurm had passed through the rocky valley. The creature's mouth was filled with 13,000 steel needle-like teeth. Not only could it easily pierce through the soil, it could also chew through the hardest rocks.
Brando had seen an adult Rock Wurm before. It was about 30 meters long and required three people to encircle it. These creatures from the Rock Wurm had shockingly high defense. 40 OZ of Bran's Greatsword couldn't even break through its shell, let alone cause any damage.
The Golden Demonic Tree Boss had sent the Rock Wurm straight in, which meant that it had shifted its focus to the three of them. Brando couldn't help but curse.
The Rock Wurm was about a mile away from the center of the Forbidden Orchard where the Golden Demonic Tree was rooted. The Rock Wurm would need at least 20 minutes and 30 seconds to pass through the ground. The three of them had already entered the core of the Forbidden Orchard. If the Golden Demonic Tree didn't interfere, they would be able to see the main body of the Golden Demonic Tree as long as they went around the cracked area.
There were still two minutes left.
But he knew that the Golden Demonic Tree would definitely try to stop them. Sure enough, before he could finish his thought, the solid ground under his feet let out a cracking sound. At such a close distance, the Golden Demonic Tree's roots covered the ground, so they moved without warning. The Roman's ability couldn't be used at all.
The three of them felt their bodies sinking. Brando, who was already prepared, stabbed his Elven sword into the ground and supported Romaine with one hand. He looked to the side and saw Freya half-squatting on the ground to stabilize her body.
But before the three of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the ground sank again. This time, it was obvious that the Rock Wurm had torn a hole in the ground.
"What is it trying to do?" The ponytailed girl almost fell backwards and couldn't help but ask nervously.
"It wants to kill people. Be careful and run with me." Brando pulled the Roman up from the ground and pulled out his sword. He half hugged Romaine and leaped forward. They rolled twice on the ground to avoid the hole that the Golden Demonic Tree had created with its roots.
The Roman was protected by the young man's body. His face was as red as an apple, and his eyes were wide open. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
On the other side, Freya seemed like she wanted to jump over, but the Golden Demonic Tree wasn't to be trifled with. it used its roots to pull the ground, causing her chest to hit the ground. If it wasn't for Brando quickly, she would have sunk into the ground with the soil and rocks.
"Thank you." Freya shook off his hand and bowed her head in reply.
"Now's not the time to talk about this." Brendel pulled out his sword and cut a whip in half.
But soon, more snake-shaped roots appeared in front of them, and the hole behind them was slanting downwards. It seemed that the Boss was determined to teach them a lesson. But Brando was used to these tricks. He couldn't help but think that other than giving him a surprise in the first stage, this blockhead didn't seem to be able to do anything new.
The ability to tear the ground apart was a large area of effect in the game, but it wasn't without weaknesses.
"Watch carefully!"
He said to Freya while holding the Roman tightly. He stared at the roots that were sweeping towards them. Brando leaned to the side to let the 'whip' pass in front of him. He reached out and grabbed it tightly. The Golden Demonic Tree didn't expect this and hurriedly rolled up its roots in an attempt to throw Brando away.
But the young man didn't let go. He hugged the Roman tightly and moved up and down. The Boss of the Zevail Mountain Path finally lost its patience. It raised its roots and wanted to throw Brando to his death, but Brando took the opportunity to let go and jumped back. When he landed, he was already 34 meters away from the hole.
His 3.7 OZ Strength allowed him to have four times the strength of a normal person. His 2.9 OZ Dexterity allowed him to be more agile than a mountain ape that could walk on the treetops as if they were flat ground. These attributes allowed him to complete this series of actions without any difficulty. When he landed, his strong muscles, bones, and organs absorbed the impact. If it was a normal person, their organs would have been shattered, but for him, it was only a slight discomfort.
This was the benefit of increasing his body's attributes. Brando knew that everything he did before was not in vain. He had accumulated his attributes bit by bit for this moment.
Brando immediately turned around and shouted to Freya: "Follow me!" Then, without stopping, he grabbed the stumbling Romaine with one hand and rushed towards the Golden Demonic Tree with one sword in hand.
"Brando, wait!"
"I can't keep up."
But Brando didn't care about what she said. He turned the corner, and the ground suddenly split open. A large number of roots shot out from the ground and formed a huge net. The Golden Demonic Tree was behind this net.
There was less than a minute left.
Brando paused, and the Roman behind him also stopped and gasped for breath. She raised her head and looked curiously at the Golden Demonic Tree. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that it must be the Golden Apple Tree of the Gods.
Brando looked at the net. It was exactly the same as the one in the game. He drew a circle in front of him with the Elven Sword, and the two serpents that were sweeping towards him ignited and split into four parts. The Military Swordsmanship was wide open. There weren't many defensive moves, but there were a few that were very refined.
Then he let go of the Roman and took a step back. He raised his sword with both hands and took a step forward: "Power Burst!" Brando felt excessive power being drawn out from his upper arm, forearm, trapezius, and latissimus dorsi, causing the Elven Sword to draw a beautiful silver arc. The sword moved forward and hit the net with a strength of 7.7 OZ.
This was the scene that Freya saw when she limped over from the back. She had always thought that she had seen his limit every time she saw him. Last time it was because he used a magic card to cheat, but this time she really saw that kind of power erupt.
The tip of the sword squeezed the air to both sides, creating a rapid sonic boom. The net of roots of the Golden Demonic Tree was torn open with a sizzling sound, and the entire net collapsed from the middle.
The trapped beast of the Zevail Mountain Path could no longer stop the three of them, and could only watch as they broke through. Brando shouted to the Roman and Freya as soon as he entered the core area of the forbidden orchard: "You two go attack its roots, leave the main body to me —"
After that, he took out the Card of Fate and said in his heart: "Show me the Holy Sword!"
*****
Even in summer, Winterclaw Castle was shrouded in a thin layer of frost. It was originally built in the high altitude mountains of Corvado to monitor the barbarians in the forest from the north, but after the establishment of Balta Province, it became one of the villas of the royal family.
In the diamond-shaped courtyard of the castle, there was an ancient pine tree. It had miraculously survived a fire in Winterclaw Castle in the last century. The owner of the castle thought that it was a good omen, so he rebuilt the fortress and kept the tree.
Now, under the pine tree, a solemn atmosphere was spreading.
A little girl wearing a thick Knight's uniform had beautiful silver hair, and her half-pointed ears proved that she had a part of the bloodline outside of humans. But unlike the Elf's arrogance and gentleness, this fifteen-year-old girl had a solemn expression on her face. Both of her hands clenched onto a black longsword, and her posture was the defensive stance of Aouine's cavalry swordsmanship —
She pursed her lips and ordered a younger boy in front of her: "Haruze, attack me —!"
Simple and unquestionable.
"Sister … …"
"Attack!"
The boy could only bite the bullet and thrust his sword at her. But the girl smoothly pressed down the tip of his sword, and then took a step forward and pressed her hand on his chest, directly pushing him to the ground.
The servants around her gasped.
"Again!" The girl's expression did not change as she said.
"Sister, I … …"
"Stand up, again."
The little boy could only stand up and take a step back. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, but the girl in the Knight's uniform changed the sword from her right hand to her left hand, and with a wave of her hand, she actually knocked the boy's sword away.
"Why are you distracted?"
"Sorry."
"Again."
… …
Ten minutes later —
The girl walked into the changing room and asked two maids to take off her heavy Knight's uniform. Hot steam and sweat steamed her beautiful silver curly hair. She did not turn her head and asked: "Where is father?"
"Madara's envoy has arrived, Your Highness."
"His Majesty is secretly meeting with Marquis Kluge." The other maid lowered her head and replied.
The girl glanced at herself in the mirror, and her face was cold and expressionless. She changed into a dress, put her hands behind her long silver hair, and threw it back. She raised her head and replied:
"Take me to see Gemmer." She silently thought that there might be a turning point in the war, but Marquis Kluge, that cunning old man, was not worthy of her trust. Of course, there were some words that did not need to be said in front of the servants. She needed to find a trusted aide.
"Yes, Your Highness."
This day was the year of flowers and summer leaves, early June —
*****
Brando looked at the branches of the Golden Demonic Tree that were gradually losing their color and weakly drooping down. He knew that this terrifying monster had finally reached the end of its life. He felt a little tired. Paying two points of MP to maintain the effects of the Holy Sword had almost drained all of his mental capacity.
After all, he was a warrior, not a wizard. Even a Magus at this level would only have around 10 points of magic power.
Freya and Roman sat at the side, exhausted. Freya's arm was slightly injured, but it was not serious. Moreover, this injury was more exciting than defeating a powerful enemy. They could not help but turn back to look at Brando.
But they saw Brando take a step forward, and the Elven sword drew an arc and slashed at the trunk of the Golden Demonic Tree.
Power burst —
The dying Golden Demonic Tree that had lost the power of the Blood of God was just an ordinary ancient oak tree. It was unable to resist the terrifying power of 7.7 OZ. The tearing power directly tore off half of its canopy, causing the canopy to break and fly away.
The two girls gasped, not understanding what Brando was doing.
But Brando knew that the Golden Demonic Tree would hang the creatures it killed in the canopy and slowly drain them of their MP. After a long period of accumulation, there would still be some spoils of war.
Although most of them had already been drained of their MP and turned into trash.
Brando walked over, and the first thing he saw was the card on the ground —
… …
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