"What's going on?" Brando pursed his lips and grabbed Maynild who was about to step forward. He suddenly calmed down and felt that he had grasped something. He whispered, "Wait a minute. Ice fairies are a very timid species. They have always been insulated from battle. At most, they would dare to use spells to play tricks on adventurers from afar … That's strange."
The female Knight struggled a little, but when she heard Brando's words, she stepped on the snow and could not help but stop. She looked up and stared at the fairy girl on the ground with some suspicion.
"Nonsense! Nonsense!" The fairy girl grimaced in pain, but she still used her small hands to cover her swollen cheeks. She stammered as she jumped up and shouted, "We are not timid! We will fight to the end to protect our home! "
"Protect your home?" Brando seemed to smell something in the air. He narrowed his eyes and gently placed Halran Gaia on the ground. "Little one, you seem to be hiding some secret —"
"I won't tell you!"
"You didn't say no, but you said you won't tell me. That means there is indeed a secret —"
"You …" The fairy was obviously angry. She stretched out her hands and shouted, "I am the daughter of the North Wind, the Sleeping Dragon Calatris!" Seven huge circles spread out with her palms as the center. As if accompanied by a low beast-like growl, an icicle pierced out from the center of the circle and refracted in mid-air towards Brando.
Seven-circle Ice Elemental Spell.
The Sleeping Dragon Calatris was the famous King of Ice Dragons. A spell created with its name would naturally not be simple. However, Brando did not even blink. He seemed to be motionless, waiting for the moment before the ice dragon hit him. He raised his left hand and grabbed the dragon's head. Then, with a gentle tug, the spell was directly torn to pieces.
"Ah —" The fairy girl stared dumbfounded at the scene of ice shards flying all over the sky. She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly. She probably never dreamed that someone could break a spell into its most primitive state with their bare hands. This simply overturned everything she knew.
"You …"
"Your magic is useless against me, little one." Brendel rubbed his left hand, and the ice shards in his palm turned into snow and fell to the ground. "Alright, I let you attack once. Out of courtesy, now it's your turn to answer my question. Let me ask you, what's going on with the magic in this forest? "
But the fairy girl's face immediately paled. She looked at Brando in shock. "How … how did you know?"
Her expression made Maynild beside her shake her head. She was indeed an idiot.
"Alright, I also know that Lord Malourcha is the protector of this forest, the Crystal........................................... on.
At that moment, he felt as if something was spying on him.
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.. "Of course not." This answer was a little funny, but Brando couldn't laugh. For some reason, he suddenly felt a certain aura in the air become active. But it wasn't the fluctuation of magic. It was the Blood of God in his body that was restless. He felt a little anxious. "I just want to know what's going on in this forest."
"I won't tell you!" Her answer was resolute and decisive.
"That's okay. Let me guess. This has something to do with the Lord Malourcha you speak of. Be careful!" Brando suddenly turned his head and pushed Maynild away. A black shadow flew between the two of them and crashed into the Tree of Fog on the other side of the path. With a series of cracking sounds, countless crystallized trees snapped, allowing that thing to open a path through the dense forest.
"This speed —!" Brando sucked in a breath of cold air. He realized that even with his perception, he couldn't capture the other's movements. If it wasn't for the Blood of God suddenly throbbing, allowing him to react in the nick of time and push Maynild away. Otherwise, the female Knight would probably have been seriously injured by now.
But what exactly was that thing? The Crystal Stag couldn't possibly have this kind of speed. Before this, he'd only seen this kind of speed on beings at the level of Nicholas and Veronica and above.
At this time, Maynild also climbed up from the ground. She shook off the ice shards on her body and looked in that direction with the same cautious expression.
Rustling sounds came from the pitch black forest. Then Brando saw a pair of snow-white hooves, then long antlers, and then a pair of crimson eyes …
That definitely wasn't the Crystal Stag.
Brando's impression of the Crystal Stag was noble and elegant, the most beautiful creature in the Stained Frost Forest. It was called the Crystal Stag because its entire body was snow-white. The crystallized bone plates on its shoulders, legs, antlers, and back made it look like a beautiful creature carved out of crystal.
But right now, Brando couldn't believe his eyes. The creature he saw really did look like a deer. But half of its head, back, and legs were dripping with black liquid. The crystal bone plates had long been damaged beyond repair. Some pitch black smoke was rising from the wounds all over its body.
The most terrifying thing was its pair of crimson eyes. There wasn't a trace of a normal beast's expression in them, only endless rage and desire.
The monster faced Brando and stared at him, breathing heavily from its nostrils. Brando couldn't help but frown because at that moment, he heard a low voice say to him in his head:
"Get out!"
"Get out, human!"
"This is demonization … How can it be so heavily tainted by magic?" Brando was stunned. This was no longer the Crystal Stag, but a monster completely controlled by dark magic. The disgusting black smoke that flowed around its body was actually a substantial amount of Dark Magic.
"Human, get out!"
"Master Malourcha!" At that moment, the fairy girl on the side suddenly screamed. She flew towards the monster anxiously, but as soon as she took off, Brando suddenly rushed to her side and knocked her down with a swing of his sword.
Brando put down Halran Gaia's wide blade and stopped her. He said coldly, "If you don't want to die, stay here."
"I don't believe you, human!" the fairy girl said loudly. Then she climbed up and tried to flap her wings and fly again. This time, Brando didn't have time to waste with her. He turned around and slapped her into the snow with the back of his sword. Then he said to Maynild, "Hold her down. I'll deal with this monster."
"No!" The fairy girl screamed. However, her protest was destined to be futile because Maynild had already grabbed her off the ground.
"Ahhh, you bad woman, let go of me!"
"I won't allow you to hurt Master Malourcha!" the little fairy immediately screamed.
Maynild glanced in Brando's direction, then turned back. "Brando won't hurt your Master Malourcha. Don't worry."
The fairy girl immediately replied unhappily, "I don't believe you humans."
The female Knight lowered her head and glanced at the little thing. She thought for a moment, then suddenly opened her pocket and took out a candy the size of a bean. Then she stuffed it into the fairy girl's mouth.
"You and us … Wahhh, what is this … Wahhh." The little fairy's chattering screams suddenly quieted down.
At the same time, Brando turned his head and saw that the monster seemed to be ready to attack. It circled around him in a semicircle, then lowered its head and rubbed its hooves lightly on the ground. Its nostrils were also puffing out white mist.
Brando became a little more serious and also raised Halran Gaia.
"Get out of here, human!"
"Is that all you know — Oh!" Before Brando could finish speaking, he felt a great force suddenly come out of the sword. There was a loud noise. He didn't even see the stag Malourcha's movements clearly before the other's horn was already pressed against the blade of Halran Gaia.
It was as if it had been there all along.
"This is … the spatial element?" Brando was slightly shocked. He hurriedly used both hands to support Halran Gaia. The blade of Halran Gaia was completely bent toward the center under the great pressure. It made a creaking sound as if it couldn't bear the weight. "That's not right …"
He denied this thought.
Because the stag Malourcha suddenly raised its head high, and its horn collided heavily with the longsword again. The sword sank slightly, and Brando almost lost his grip.
This was the stabilized ground —
Brando narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already thought of the other's source of power. The power of chaos. This Crystal Stag actually possessed an extremely strong power of chaos. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked. This was complete demonization. To demonize to this extent, what kind of thing had this guy done to anger the heavens and the people?
But it was at this moment that Malourcha suddenly tilted its head. There was a series of creaking sounds from Halran Gaia in Brando's hand. Luckily, he had the immortal element. Otherwise, he would have doubted whether this sword would be able to hold out past the next moment.
In front of him, the monster's blood red eyes flashed. A low voice rang out in his mind. "Let go of her, human!"
Let go of her?
Brando paused, then realized that the monster was actually talking about the little fairy in Maynild's hands. "So you still have some sense —" He struggled with some difficulty.
He answered with some difficulty. This damned Crystal Stag's strength was unimaginably great. "Right … the guardian of the Holy Seal Valley …"
'Crack!' A sharp noise was heard.
The stag Malourcha turned its head and forcefully flicked the sword in Brando's hand away. Then it took a step back and flashed forward. Its enormous figure appeared in front, behind, to the left, and to the right of Brando at the same time.
Clang, clang, clang, clang. Four swords.
Brando blocked the stag Malourcha's four attacks in a row. The four figures of Brando disappeared one by one in a flurry of dancing snowflakes.
"Human, let go of her and get out of here!" The voice in his head had become more and more severe. It seemed to carry some kind of warning.
"F * ck!" Brando shook his hand with all his might. Although he had used the Nine Luminaries Sword Art to block those four swords, the stag Malourcha's power was too terrifying.
After Malourcha's attack failed, it immediately retreated. Then it raised its head and looked at him cautiously.
"It looks like your sense is also intermittent —" Brando gritted his teeth and couldn't help but ask, "Guardian of the Holy Seal Valley, hurry up and tell me what happened here. The magic in the Rime Forest is fading. This must have something to do with you, right? "
But before he could finish speaking, the stag Malourcha's figure flashed. "Oh no!" Brando was shocked. He hurriedly pulled back his sword and tried to block the other's corner.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that this monster could actually accelerate.
A sharp sound, like glass shattering, pierced the dead silence of the forest like a whistle. Brando raised his head in a daze and saw the Halran Gaia in his hand spinning out of his hand.
A sword saint.
He couldn't even hold his own sword.
Brando couldn't believe what he was seeing. Flames of anger immediately ignited in his heart. He turned his head and stared at the monster that had once again retreated in front of him. "Fine, since you want to play like this —"
The Count of Tónigel clenched his hand. "I will accompany you to the end —" Poof. A ball of black flames spread out from his palm.
"Alphonse, the Dragon of Fury, Fanaticism!"
With a roar, countless ice shards were blown away by the air currents with Brando as the center.
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(PS: This is the last update of the month. Starting from the 15th, I basically guarantee that I will write 10,000 words a day every day. Everyone can see that. I wrote about 180,000 words in total this month, far exceeding my previous speed of 120,000 words a month. Even if I include the outburst I owed you last month, it's still far more than that. At this point, I can basically say that I did what I said I would and made up for all that I owed you before.
So, today, I can act cute and ask for monthly votes with a clear conscience, right? Then please continue to look forward to next month's update. I will keep it up as always. At the same time, I hope that everyone will continue to support me as always.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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