When Brando saw the White Raven Swordsmanship of the Erouine Royal Family, he knew that there was no need to continue watching. He was sure that at this age, there was no one in the palace who could teach the little prince this swordsmanship. Haruz must have secretly watched this swordsmanship from somewhere, and from his awkward posture, Brando could tell that this was the first time he tried to use this swordsmanship.
The pure silver moonlight had already explained everything.
Other than the chosen one, Brando could not think of a second possibility to explain this scene. The article on the forum was actually true, and not only was he a Revelation, but he could also be a Revelation with both magic and swordsmanship.
He closed his mouth and let out a long sigh in his heart. Until now, he finally understood that the little prince's only enemy in the future was probably himself. If one day he could overcome his fear of himself and walk out of the shadow of Princess Gryphine.
Then he would probably become a hero more outstanding than the late King Erik.
But now, he was also his student. No teacher would be dissatisfied with their student's excellence. Brando could not help but smile.
"Mr. Brando, I don't have much mana left." At this time, Hipamira's voice sounded.
Brando turned his head, and the priestess was already sweating profusely. He immediately asked The Shire, "How much longer do you have?"
The Shire looked at him with a serious face, as if he wanted to say something.
"Is there not enough time?" Brando frowned.
"No, no, no, it has been prepared for a long time." The young wizard had a strange expression. "It's just that I saw that my Lord was very interested in teaching that little guy, so I didn't want to disturb your mood."
Brando immediately looked at this guy with a bit of annoyance. Although each of the creatures he summoned had their own personality, The Shire was probably the only one who dared to make fun of him. Even if it was Felaern, she would at most give him the cold shoulder.
The Shire seemed to have expected that he would be unlucky if he did this. He quickly diverted his attention and clapped his hands, shouting, "Come out, the tower in the fog."
This move was indeed effective. Six silver lines descended from the sky and pierced into the ground. Then, more silver lines extended horizontally from above. Countless lines connected with each other, forming a hexagonal pillar in the blink of an eye. This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention.
As soon as the pillar was formed, it was more than 30 meters high and 10 meters wide. It already had the embryonic form of a Mage Tower. However, The Shire's summoning spell was far from over. The thicker lines were still subdivided into countless thinner lines. The silver lines began to expand on the six sides of the tower, gradually outlining the windows, bricks, beams, doors, and stairs.
The bright silver on the earlier lines gradually dimmed as it was subdivided step by step, and finally settled back to its original color. Like red-hot molten steel fading little by little with the dissipation of heat, a pitch-black tall tower made of granite appeared in everyone's sight.
Apart from Brando, even Laurenna, her husband, and Maynild couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw this scene.
This was a miracle of magic to begin with.
"Everyone," Brando's voice rang out in the forest, "retreat in an orderly manner immediately and enter the tower."
Because they had lost Pahimira's spell support, the Knight Guards were already exhausted from dealing with it. At this moment, after receiving Brando's order, they were the first to retreat. They retreated into the tower first and found that the inside of the tower was far bigger than what it looked like from the outside. It was a vast space, like a square, that could accommodate at least hundreds of people.
Then Freya, Metisha, The Shire, and Peya also retreated into the tower. Meanwhile, the young prince was still entangled with the half-crippled demon spirit. Both of them were scarred, but neither could do anything to the other. After the demon spirit lost its magic power, it was a high-level infantryman, and the young prince's attack was not enough to kill it.
Brando glanced at the battle over there and grabbed Haruz back with his hand. Haruz seemed to be a little hot-headed and struggled in his hand, but he calmed down after Brando said, "A swordsman must know when to back down. A good swordsman must first have a calm heart."
The young prince quieted down at once, but he was still gasping for air. Brando nodded encouragingly to him, "You did well. If your sister had seen your previous battle, I'm sure she wouldn't be worried about you in the future."
Haruz was slightly stunned and looked at him somewhat blankly. There was some confusion in his silver eyes, like an immature child.
Brando reached out and tapped his chest, "You have to fight with your heart, not with your hot-bloodedness. You have to understand why you are fighting. Fighting is not just to overcome fear, but to dominate yourself. "
Haruz held his sword and nodded as if he understood.
After Brando dragged the young prince back into the Mage Tower, Pahimira, Maynild, Laurenna and her husband, and Scarlet, who were responsible for covering the rear, also retreated. As soon as they entered the tower, the demon spirits outside naturally followed. Maynild and Scarlet stood guard at the entrance of the Mage Tower, ready to rely on the terrain to resist the enemy, but it was at this time that something happened that surprised everyone.
The demon spirit rushed to the entrance of the Mage Tower and was blocked on the outside as if it had hit an invisible wall. Those terrible monsters were baring their fangs and claws outside the invisible wall, but they could not move an inch.
"Ha," The Shire also recognized what it was at this time, "A high-level exorcism array, there's actually such a thing here. My lord, did you already know?"
Brando glanced at him and did not comment.
However, the young wizard attendant had already trained his skin to be as thick as a city wall. Seeing that his lord ignored him, he did not care and just praised, "If we can move this tower away, we can do whatever we want in this forest."
"But you can't." Laurenna interrupted him, "If those demon spirits don't retreat for a while, we will be trapped here and can't move an inch."
She looked back at Brando and asked, "Mr. Brando, do you have any ideas?"
"Isn't the solution already in front of us?" Brando replied, "If those demon spirits don't retreat for a while, we can just wipe them all out."
"Wipe them out?" The female Knight was a little puzzled. If they could wipe out those demon spirits, would they still need to hide in this place?
"Of course," Brando nodded, "It didn't work before, but can it work now?"
"Now …" Laurenna was a little confused at first, but suddenly her eyes lit up. In terms of IQ, she was actually much higher than Brando, but as a native, she was often affected by the stereotype of thinking, unlike players who could think beyond the game itself.
When natives consider problems, they often include the premise of 'whether it's reasonable', while when players consider problems, the first thing they consider is' whether they can kill the enemy. ' As for rationality, that was a question that only game designers needed to consider.
And now, there was a very illogical way to fight —
Brando knew from her expression that she had understood, but the so-called terrain blocking combat method was actually commonplace in the eyes of players, it was just more difficult in The Amber Sword. And some of the so-called terrain was actually a trick set up by the game itself for players.
This was the case at hand.
He ordered, "Everyone else rest and prepare, The Shire, Metisha. You go attack those demon spirits, chase them out when they retreat, retreat when they catch up, and when the weakness stacks more than twenty times, go back to the tower and replace Hipamira and Freya. The third group is Maynild and Miss Laurenna, you three groups rotate, understand? "
He looked at the densely packed demon spirits outside the Mage Tower as if he was looking at a lot of floating experience. If it weren't for the fact that the two groups were really not enough to rotate, he wouldn't have let Maynild and Laurenna go. After all, these experience points were only effective on The Shire, Metisha, and Hipamira, and it would be a waste to give them to others.
"Understood, understood, watch me, my Lord!" The Shire seemed to understand this as well, and he immediately walked to the door a little eagerly.
Metisha, who had always been much quieter, just saluted Brando respectfully, and then turned to follow.
But she was a little curious, as the Silver Fairy Princess, although she had also heard of the Exorcism Circle, she didn't know as much as The Shire, who was born as a Wizard. She couldn't help but look at the demon spirits outside in disbelief, and asked softly, "Can we attack them from inside the Mage Tower?"
"Of course," The Shire replied, "The Advanced Exorcism Circle is a two-way circle, both preventing the enemies outside from entering and the enemies inside from leaving. But its effect is only against demons, or humans with a pure dark magic aura – astrologers and witches who use dark magic with the help of the laws don't count, but it can deal with some cultists. "
"So powerful? But I seem to have only heard of the Exorcism Circle from my father before, and it was far from this powerful. "
"That's because this spell was only unearthed from the ruins almost a thousand years ago. The Bugas liked to dig holes everywhere, and we Black Tower Wizards also benefited from it. " The Shire shrugged, "But this spell is indeed so powerful, legend has it that it came from the technology of the Babel Tower, and the Exorcism Circle is just a simplified version of it. As long as it is not a superior demon, it can keep them out – this is an absolute effect, without any discount, and will not be weakened by the number of demons. "
"However, an advanced exorcism circle requires a large amount of mana to maintain. The Black Tower Sorcerer must have let this Sorcerer Tower absorb the surrounding mana. This mana is also the reason why so many Demonic Spirits are gathered here."
"I see." Metisha nodded gently, and she turned back, "You first, or I first?"
The Shire smiled, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Doing the work for a noble lady is not the etiquette of the Silver Elf society, let me go first."
He raised his hand, and the white light had gathered in his palm, forming a huge circle. Then a white beam of light shot out, like a blade sweeping into the dense demon spirits outside the Wizard Tower. In an instant, more than a dozen demon spirits in the front were turned into ashes.
Then there were more than a dozen consecutive explosions of dark magic, but the shock wave was blocked by the Advanced Exorcism Circle, and it did not affect the people inside.
After being attacked, the demon spirits, who lacked intelligence, seemed to be subconsciously furious, and instead of escaping, they surged forward. But their actions were doomed to be futile, and the Advanced Exorcism Circle was always like an invisible wall blocking them outside.
The Shire was relieved to see this scene, after all, the Advanced Exorcism Circle was just a term in a book for him, who knew if the things in the book would lie? As a Wizard and a scholar, the first thing they learned while learning was to question dogma and authority, and in their view, this was the difference between them and the believers.
However, the power of the Advanced Exorcism Circle was reassuring, and he did not think about it and released two or three more Dragon Strikes.
After four spells, The Shire found that his experience had directly increased by one level. He could not help but be surprised and a little embarrassed. He was surprised that this way of killing the enemy was too easy, and the experience that he had accumulated with great difficulty was like picking it up from the ground. But the embarrassing thing was that the experience came too quickly, and he did not stop in time and actually repelled the demon spirits.
Now, if he and Metisha wanted to continue to chase after those demon spirits, they would have to chase after them.
He was fine with it, but he felt a little sorry for the little Silver Elf Princess. He could not help but look at Metisha a little awkwardly.
"It's okay." But the little Silver Elf Princess smiled reasonably, and she raised her spear and said, "The Shire, cover me, I'll go close to them."
Charles heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.
… (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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