Kacha, kacha.
Brando and Maynild walked slowly through the Crystal Forest. The frozen branches turned into dancing snow under their leather boots. The two of them looked up at the strange forest. The snow-white world seemed to have turned into a palace of ice. Darkness seeped out from between the trees, swallowing all sound and leaving only dead silence.
"It seems a little strange." Brando stared at the withered forest. The white mist he exhaled quickly dissipated into the air.
"I can't feel any signs of life. This is a dead forest. Did it freeze to death?" Maynild pressed a hand on her sword and looked around cautiously as usual.
"This is the legendary Tree of Fog, the Fantasy Forest that co-existed with the Crystal Stag. How could it freeze to death?" Brando raised his hands and blew into his palms, rubbing them together. "The mission isn't that simple. Let's be careful."
Maynild's face was cold. She pulled her sword out of the scabbard with a clang. But Brando turned around and pressed her hand down. "Don't be in a hurry to show hostility. In a place like this, be careful of being attacked by dark magic —"
But the female Knight gently pushed his hand away and slowly pulled out her sword. She answered, "Don't worry. I can feel the flow of dark magic."
Brando watched her pull out her sword.
"You can feel the flow of dark magic?"
Maynild was expressionless. "Everyone has some special ability. Magic is tangible in my eyes. It's all over this world and is restrained by an invisible force."
"That's the law." Brando took a deep breath. "Son of the Moon, your talent is better than Senior Allium Japonicum's. It's a pity that you didn't choose the path of a Wizard. The Dragon Magic that shapes magic is practically tailor-made for you — "
The female Knight pulled back her sword with a clang and pointed the cold tip at his neck. "I've said it before. I'm me and she's her. I don't want you to talk about this with me again. I hope you can learn to respect others a little. "
With that, she slowly sheathed her sword. A light buzzing sound was heard, and a wisp of ripples appeared on the blade of the sword. It seemed as if an invisible air current was revolving around the sword.
Brando was slightly startled upon seeing this. The aura surrounding the sword was clearly the flow of dark magic — Black Swordsman. He couldn't help but take a deep look at Maynild.
'I'm sorry - 'he answered.
But Maynild had already turned around and walked ahead.
Brando saw the female Knight's straight figure in the snow. Her unique stubbornness and pride were hidden in her bones.
He thought for a moment, then quickly followed. He didn't expect Maynild to have the ability to see the flow of dark magic. Child of the Moon, a bloodline ability second only to Blue Calamity. No wonder she dared to say she could find the Crystal Stag.
The flow of dark magic was tangible in her eyes. The river of magic in the forest was like a real river to her.
The two of them walked slowly in the forest for a while, passing through the deathly still forest paths. The Rime Forest wasn't very big, but it gave Brando a very strange feeling. Because he had Firefly with him, he also had the dark detection attribute. But for some reason, he always felt that the magic in the forest was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It was erratic.
Finally, he opened his mouth and asked, "Which direction do you feel the magic flowing in?"
"I don't know." Maynild's answer was very simple.
"What?"
Brando thought the female Knight was joking, but when he turned around, he saw Maynild's serious face. "The magic in this forest seems to have completely disappeared, but it's not the kind of dead silence. It seems like it once flowed through these withered paths -"
The female Knight pointed at the paths in the forest. "But now, there are only withered traces left."
"What, you're saying that the magic in this forest is drying up - or has already dried up?" Brando looked at Maynild in disbelief.
Wohnde was a world of magic. Every blade of grass and every tree in this world wasn't made of atoms or other finer substances. For the world under Martha's Tiamat Law, its foundation was built on the four elements.
Fire, water, wind, earth. As for light and darkness, they weren't elements themselves. They were just a manifestation of energy.
The four Elf Kings followed their agreement with Martha and continued to build the Wohnde's Edge at the borders of the world. The entire world was built on this foundation.
But below the elements, the world of Wohnde had another source of power - dark magic. Whether it was the elements or the Law, they were just the bricks and blueprints of this world.
But the foundation of the entire world was magic.
Without magic, this world wouldn't exist, or it would be dead. Just like this forest, it would wither and die, eventually turning into dust.
But this assumption didn't exist, because the entire world floated on the Sea of Magic. Magic filled every part of the world, and there was absolutely no natural black hole area.
Unless there was some man-made reason.
Brando thought of this and suddenly reacted. "Wait, you mean there's something in the center of the forest?" He narrowed his eyes, picked up the scabbard of Halran Gaia, and then pulled out the dark blade.
But at this moment, a pile of ice chips suddenly fell from the tree trunk above them.
Brando was slightly startled and subconsciously raised his head vigilantly. Then he saw an ice fairy about two or three inches tall with two pairs of ice crystal wings standing there, looking at them with the same vigilant expression.
"Who are you? Stop right now!" The fairy girl stood on the tree trunk and shouted at them in a righteous tone.
"Who are you?" Brando was stunned. He didn't expect there to be a fairy in the forest. This was different from what the strategy guide said. "Aren't you going to go grab the honey?"
"I …" The fairy girl looked visibly shaken, but she quickly wiped her mouth. "I'm different from those idiots. I'm a guard of the forbidden land. Guarding this place is my promise to Master Malourcha … I, I won't be shaken by a little benefit! "
"Interesting." Brando couldn't help but be interested. He'd never seen such a special fairy before. "You mean, you won't let us in?"
"Of course."
The fairy girl jumped down from the tree and floated not far in front of the two of them. She patted her small chest and answered with a serious expression, "Listen up, unless you step over my dead body, I won't let you in."
"Everyone has to be responsible for their words." Before Brando could speak, Maynild had already raised her longsword with a click. She took a step back and lowered her center of gravity. She was already in a military swordsmanship stance. "Since that's the case, let's use our swords to speak —"
"Wait."
Brando didn't want to make a move right off the bat. This situation that was different from what was in the strategy guide could only mean that there might be more to this mission. But just as he was about to press down on Maynild's shoulder, the female Knight was more decisive than Brando thought. Her figure flashed and she was already shooting an arrow at the little fairy, making Brando grab empty air.
"Maynild!"
"Ah!" The fairy girl was also shocked by Maynild's staunchness. But she quickly raised both her hands and chanted in a shrill voice, "Azure Dragon, grant me the blade of Dismemberment!"
She pointed forward, and three circular circles with a diameter of nearly two meters appeared behind her. The three runes' Vir ',' Oar ', and' Meem 'flashed on the circles one after another. It was a high-level spell. Brando was shocked. This was no ordinary ice fairy, it was a fairy summoner.
A large number of shards of blue ice crystals that were as bright as blades appeared behind the fairy and hung in the air.
"Attack, Blizzard!"
"Maynild, come back!"
A gust of wind swept out from behind the fairy girl, forming a terrible ice crystal storm in the direction of her outstretched hand. Countless blade-like ice shards spun in front of her face, breaking countless trees with a whoosh.
Maynild was almost instantly caught in the gust of wind. Normal people would choose to protect themselves and temporarily avoid danger in such a situation, but the female Knight had her own staunchness. She clenched her teeth and crossed her arms in front of her. With a 'crash', the flying snowflakes immediately froze into a thick layer of icicles. At the same time, the flying ice crystals instantly cut her arms and flew backwards, leaving behind a long trail of blood.
The Erouine military uniform on Maynild's arms were torn into countless strips of cloth. But she still moved forward, stomping heavily on the snow and then leaping forward like an arrow. At that moment, the fairy girl could not help but widen her eyes because she had already seen Maynild in front of her. The female Knight gritted her teeth, the burning fighting spirit in her eyes was so hot that it was almost about to spit fire.
Her black hair fluttering wildly in the wind, Maynild separated her almost frozen arms and then punched the fairy girl, sending her flying like a meteor.
Brando watched dumbfounded as the fairy flew out and hit the snow on the ground. Like a ball of yarn, she bounced and rolled on the ground a few times before coming to a stop.
"Wuuu, it hurts, Mommy …"
The fairy girl groaned in pain. She was actually beaten to tears. She got up and sat on the ground, wailing loudly.
Her crying was so miserable that Brando, who was watching from the side, felt a little embarrassed. But when he turned his head to look at Maynild, he saw the woman who looked like a senior coldly wiping her hand on her arm. The icicles that were almost frozen to her skin fell with a splash of blood.
Brando could not help but hiss softly in his heart. He did not know whether this woman could feel pain or not, but he felt a little pain just by looking at her.
"Okay, let's continue." Maynild looked up and said to Brando.
"Don't tell me you're venting all your anger at me on her?" Brando could not help but ask.
The female Knight stopped, looked at him, and replied indifferently, "I'm not as bored as you."
With that, she put away her sword and continued to walk forward. But it was at this time that the fairy girl, who was still crying sadly, got up from the ground again. While sobbing, she raised her hands with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"I … I said, you're not allowed to go over!"
She whimpered in reply.
Brando and Maynild stopped in their tracks and looked at this strange fairy.
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