Stars twinkled in the night sky. Brando stared at the ceiling of the Chamber of Commerce and the Chamber of Commerce for several minutes. He waited for the harpies to land for the third time before he finally gave the order, "Let's do it."
Light flashed between Felaern's fingers, and four harpies a hundred meters away from her were pierced by dark blue arrows. The arrows pierced through their hearts, and they immediately turned into ice sculptures with a cracking sound. Battle Wizards could draw spells from the Circle of Curses, and their casting speed was extremely fast. However, Elven Messengers were slower by half a beat. Tia's reaction was even slower. She tried her best to finish reciting every single word of the spell. She pushed her hands forward, and everyone saw an invisible ripple sweep across the sky above the plaza. It swept across the bodies of the fleeing Harpies. In an instant, they were torn to pieces, turning into a rain of blood that fell from the sky.
Tia didn't expect her spell to have such a great effect. She couldn't help but stick her tongue out at Brando apologetically.
"Agaz's Storm Blade," Brando muttered to himself, "Is it really necessary to use a Circle 7 spell against three harpies …?"
At this time, the Subterrane Dwellers in the square were alarmed. Although they couldn't see, they could hear the commotion. The Subterrane Dwellers at the entrance of the Holy Temple panicked and grabbed their weapons. Suddenly, a wave of crossbow bolts flew out from the darkness, and the pitiful creatures fell to the ground as if they had hit an invisible wall. The remaining three or four Subterrane Dwellers didn't even have time to react before the White Lion Guards pierced through their hearts with swords.
The next unlucky ones were the patrol team. Jutta personally intercepted them. The female mercenary leader's flame-like hair was like an eye-catching flag in the dark night. It danced up and down with her movements, and the crimson Fire Raven's Tongue shone brightly. When Brando saw the sword, he was stunned for a moment. Only then did he remember that he had given the sword to the mercenary leader. The Fire Raven's Tongue seemed to have been given life in Jutta's hands. She raised her hand and turned the sword into a flaming whip. The golden-red whip swept across a distance of 34 meters, wrapping around four or five fleeing Subterrane Dwellers and turning them into ashes. The rest of the Subterrane Dwellers were unable to resist the White Lion Guards. One by one, they fell to the ground and were slaughtered.
Cooper looked at the sword in Jutta's hand and then looked at the beautiful figure of the female mercenary leader. He couldn't help but look back at Brando enviously, thinking that the young man was really lucky.
At this moment, there were only two Razorboars left in the square. These beasts that came from the Underworld were extremely huge, almost as big as a cow. They had four pairs of fangs that were arranged side by side. Each pair was more than half a meter long, just like a sharp, snow-white scimitar. That was how the name Razorboars came about. After the Shadre Cavemen domesticated them, they put on metal masks and eye masks, further reducing their weaknesses. Hence, they became the beasts that lived up to their name.
These creatures had a violent temperament and were famous killers in the Underworld. However, their brains seemed to be burned by the constant anger, and their intelligence was extremely low. Wild razor boars attacked all enemies that entered their territory, and sometimes even their mates. Even after they were domesticated, their only target was their tamer. When all the Subterrane Dwellers in the square were killed, the two razor boars came to their senses. Naturally, their first choice was not to howl loudly to call for their companions. Instead, they immediately buried their heads and charged at the humans who appeared in their sight.
Walton and Brando stood in front of the two razor boars, one on the left and the other on the right.
Walton had been famous in Ludwig for a long time. Other than his swordsmanship, his strength was also at the peak of the Gold tier. However, he didn't dare to be too careless in the face of these crazy boars. When the razor boar charged at him, he dodged to the side and used Cruz to slash at the big guy's hooves. The razor boar's hooves were cut off, and its head slammed into the ground. It opened its mouth and wanted to scream, but before the sharp air could rush out of its throat, Walton's sword pierced its throat and sealed it in its stomach. The tragic sound of the slaughtered boar eventually turned into the sound of the air hitting the broken trachea, and dirty blood gushed out.
Walton looked at the dead razor boar lying on the ground and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. He was obviously very satisfied with the way he handled the situation. To be able to end the battle so cleanly, it meant that his understanding of swordsmanship had improved by another step.
However, he was a little surprised that the young count hadn't made a move yet. Logically speaking, no matter who won or lost, there should be some movement. Even if Walton handled the situation so cleanly, the razor boar still made a loud noise when it hit the ground. Of course, Walton didn't think that Brando could be stronger than him. He had followed Cooper for a long time, and although he hadn't heard much about the count's strength, he had heard about his impulsiveness and arrogance. When Brando attacked the Black Sword Fortress, the empire only said that the count had a genuine archmage by his side. Walton didn't believe that Brando was a swordsman in his early twenties.
But when he turned around, he saw a scene that left him dumbfounded. Brando stood still, and not far away, the razor boar was lying on the ground, trembling like a sieve. It was so scared that it wet its pants, and it didn't dare to take half a step forward.
All the young men of the White Lion Guards, including the female mercenary leader, looked at their lord with reverence.
Walton wasn't ignorant, and he naturally understood what had happened.
The might of a swordsman.
In the natural world, only a few creatures that had reached a certain level of power could naturally produce pressure, such as dragons or mythical creatures that couldn't be described with words outside the Elemental Frontier. However, for the Iron Folk, only those who had reached a certain level of strength in a domain and had even grasped the principles of the laws could produce pressure — the power of the laws, the power of the Sword Saint — in order to reach this level, the only condition that had to be fulfilled was the Enlightenment of Truth.
Brando did indeed feel the existence of the laws of nature at that moment, and even he didn't know what had happened. The moment he pulled out his sword and pointed it at the razor boar, a mysterious knowledge responded from the Halran Gaia. At that moment, he seemed to understand the meaning of mountains and rivers, and the meaning of eternity. But this was just a story that happened in an instant. It was as if he had truly stepped into the realm of the Elemental Enlightenment for a moment, but in an instant, he had returned to the peak state of Elemental Activation.
But in just a moment of the Elemental Enlightenment, the pressure naturally exuded from his body was enough to frighten the razor boar, which lacked intelligence.
Brando had a faint premonition in his heart. He withdrew his sword, looked at the razor boar lying on the ground, and said to the others, "Don't worry about this thing, it won't be able to react for a while. Quickly attack the temple."
As he said this, he raised his head and silently glanced at the dark night sky.
Unknowingly, dark clouds had covered the starlight.
…
Perhaps it was because of the blessing of the God of Pottery, Kalidas, or some other reason, the battle to enter the temple was very smooth. The troglodytes stationed in the temple didn't expect the changes outside at all. When the White Lion Guards attacked the temple, they were caught off guard and lost the initiative. The rest of the battle was almost a one-sided massacre. Although Tanu's Bugbear Guards launched a fearless counterattack, these Grade 4 creatures from the underground of Jorgendy Ridge were obviously better at fighting in caves than on the surface. Under the attack of Jutta, Maynild, and Walton, the White Lion Guards almost wiped out Tanu's guards at the cost of one minor injury.
The battle ended faster than expected.
Tanpu was the lord of the Shadr Subterrane Dwellers. But that was it. The Subterrane Dwellers were the lowest existence in Jorgendy Ridge, and their status was only slightly higher than that of the Ground Dragon. Tanpu was most famous in the Underworld for having a minotaur as a slave. With this Tier 6 creature, he occupied a small territory at the edge of the Tranquil Lands and built up his prestige among his fellow Subterrane Dwellers. He raised an army and became the lord of the Tranquil Lands, but his power was only slightly stronger than the banished Tagiv.
This time, the minotaur he had always relied on was only able to withstand a few blows from Walton before its head was chopped off. The stench of blood spurted out from the minotaur, who was hiding behind the minotaur, and it almost fainted.
When Jana dragged him out of the Holy Temple, the Lord had lost all of his former majesty. Instead, he was like a rooster that had fallen into water, shivering in fear.
"My lord, this guy doesn't know much, but he has told us everything he can," Jutta said. "Why don't you ask him again?"
Brando glanced at Tanu, but shook his head and replied anxiously, "Don't waste my time. Just tell me what he said."
Jutta was slightly startled and looked at Brando strangely.
Maynild, who had followed them out, did not have as many concerns as the mercenary commander. She also noticed something unusual in Brando's tone and asked, "What happened?"
Brendel shook his head gently. He vaguely felt that the sword from before was a little unusual. The feeling that came from the ground was definitely not his own understanding of the Laws, but some kind of connection. He just happened to feel this connection at the right time. He remembered the legend of Jorgendy Ridge. Before the Great Schism, the people of the underworld did indeed believe in the same god as the Lion Men of Toquinin. This legend made him feel a little uneasy, as if it was connected with some of the doubts he had in the past few days. However, he could not find the key point for the time being.
There was another thing that puzzled him. That feeling was clearly coming from the sky, but the sky was not the traditional territory of the Jorgendy Ridge. This made Brendel unable to tell what he felt for a while.
Jutta looked at the female Knight, and then at her liege. She did not dare to let the latter wait for too long. She whispered, "I'm afraid even this guy doesn't know how big the invasion of Jorgendy Ridge is this time. But my liege, according to his description, I'm afraid it's not small."
This was within Brendel's expectations, and Jana's words only confirmed his conjecture. Brendel threw away the messy thoughts in his mind and cleared his mind. He asked, "How many units of Jorgendy Ridge's army are stationed in Graystone Town? Who is the main force of Jorgendy Ridge's army in this direction? It should know, right?"
"There are only two troops of Jorgendy Ridge stationed in Graystone Town. The other liege is called Gukou, brother Brando." Tia answered first.
Jutta nodded as if she was testifying, indicating that Tanu's words were translated by Tia.
"Gukou?" Brando felt that he had heard this name before. But when he thought about it, he realized that this name did not seem to belong to any well-known liege in Jorgendy Ridge. It was not even as famous as Tanu. Tanu was one of the only two liege lords of the Shadre Cavemen. In addition to his minotaur slaves, he was somewhat famous in this regard. What made him feel strange was that, theoretically speaking, a lord that he had heard of would definitely not be unknown.
Brando could not help but wonder if his memory was wrong. He turned back to Maynild for help, but he found that the female Knight was also frowning as if she was thinking about the same problem as him.
"What about the other problem?" he asked again.
"The liege who is now marching toward Asaph seems to be a guy called Moksha, but this guy can't explain it clearly. He's really useless!" Tia glanced at Tanu and replied.
"Moksha!" Brando was slightly startled. "So it's him, the king of the lizardmen. He is considered a lord second only to Geralt and Medusa. If he is the commander of Jorgendy Ridge's attack on Asaph, then the forces of Jorgendy Ridge invading the surface world this time will not be too small. At least there must be a real king of the underground in the south."
The wild elf sister smiled and replied, "Brother Brando, you guessed right. The Jorgendy Ridge army that is attacking Rokezi — the Broken Sword Mountain fortress group is the army from the Venom Swamp."
"The Medusa Queen." Brando immediately reacted, but he was not too nervous. After all, it was the empire that was in trouble now, and it had nothing to do with him. No matter how powerful the Medusa Queen was, it was impossible for her to turn north from Rokezi Plateau to cause trouble for him.
He asked a few more questions, and Tia answered them one by one. But as Jutta said, Tanu knew very little. He did not even know the real reason why Jorgendy Ridge invaded the surface world. As for why he appeared here, it was because he was forced to participate in the war by a more powerful lord. This was a common occurrence in the Underdark, and Brando was not surprised.
In the end, Brando asked about the whereabouts of Count Alcorn and his men. These unlucky imperial nobles were locked in the underground tomb of the Holy Cathedral by Tanu. At this moment, Sir Cooper had led his men to rescue them. But it was conceivable that the cavemen did not have the superfluous bearing of nobles. It was almost imaginable what would happen to Count Alcorn and his men if they fell into their hands. Even if they did not die, they would probably lose a layer of skin.
Speaking of this matter, Brando could not help but think maliciously that if the count had known about this earlier, he might have taken the initiative to surrender to him and would rather be a captive of Erouine's men.
At the same time, Tia's description of the Cruz nobles' encounter also confirmed another premonition in Brando's heart.
The fact that the Shadr cavemen did not value these Cruz captives meant that they were not targeting Count Alcorn at all. In other words, the count was captured by these cavemen on the way.
However, Brando did not have time to sigh for the unlucky count at this moment. He immediately looked at Maynild and asked, "Did you find that thing?"
Maynild nodded.
Then, she took out an item.
The item in her palm was not even the size of her palm. It was a bit like an enlarged platinum coin. This kind of gold coin was widely used in the Fanzin area. Because of the special casting process, its surface was brighter than ordinary gold coins. However, the metal disc in the female Knight's hand was even brighter than ordinary platinum coins. It was like a sparkling gemstone with metallic characteristics, but there was no obvious crystallization structure. And if one looked closely, one would even find that this metal disc contained a faint glow of flames.
Anyone could tell at a glance that this metal disc was not an ordinary item because all the metals and forging techniques in the mortal world could not create the same thing. Even if it was similar, it seemed unlikely.
Jana's attention was drawn to the metal disc the moment she saw it. She stared at it as if she was possessed. It took her a long time to react. "What is this? It's so beautiful!" she blurted out.
Brando heard this sentence and could not help but smile bitterly. Such an item, in Jutta's eyes, was only beautiful, but for anyone who had ever seen it, it was the most precious treasure in the world.
… …
Wohnde had two things that mortals could not touch.
The first was fate, and the second was the law.
But Martha finally gave mortals the power to change everything.
The master of fate lies in the amber key, and all the whispers between heaven and earth are recorded on the stone tablet.
— Pale Poem, Verse 4, Paragraph 3
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