Act 88 The Dead and the King (3)

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Scene 88 The Dead and the King

The Ghost Rider had already noticed the movement here. It turned its horse's head silently, pointed its spear, and the air that seemed to be covered with a layer of ice mist in the night immediately rolled to both sides, forming a vacuum belt-like area. Brando immediately pushed the tiger bird away and rolled to the other side. There were three loud sounds of bang, bang, and bang. The vacuum area moved forward, and the tall trees blocking it exploded one after another - like an invisible knife. Split it open and sawdust flies.

The Ghost Rider put down his hand, and a path more than ten feet wide appeared in the forest, and there was no barrier between Brando and it.

Spirit Spear.

I x, don’t you need to use big moves as soon as you come up? Brando couldn’t help but cursed. He wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that he was very knowledgeable. He noticed something was wrong when he saw the ghost knight raise his right hand. ——The Spirit Spear has defense-breaking properties, and like his White Crow Sword, it has the ability to increase the attack range. If they hadn't dodged in time before, he and Huque would probably have only two cold corpses left by now. , as for attracting strange things, just treat it as a joke.

Huque was also extremely nervous. He had only heard about the horror of the Ghost Rider in legends, but when he actually faced it, he found that the opponent was far more difficult than imagined. He couldn't help but spit, thinking that he was almost middle-aged but still had to fight like a young boy. The world was changing so fast. He couldn't help but glance at Brando, but saw the young man's resolute face, seemingly unmoved by the Ghost Rider's sharp attack, and couldn't help but take a breath.

"We can't beat it." After all, Huque is an experienced mercenary. He immediately understood the contrast between the enemy and ourselves, and then shouted to Brando while lying on the other side.

But Brando only gave him a quiet gesture.

He raised the short bow with both hands - the young man could now clearly see the appearance of the terrifying undead - it looked like a classical knight from the paintings of Warnd's modern masters, wearing Gothic plate armor. , the whole body was shrouded in a layer of hazy fluorescence. Even the seated war horse is no exception, but in fact it is not a horse, but an evil spirit. The gun in the knight's hand is like a long silver shuttle, held tightly in the middle by it. The long tip points to the ground, and a transparent silver line seems to extend from the end.

That was the visual error caused by the soul element lingering on the spear.

After coming into contact with the gold level, whether they are warriors, mages, knights or other professions, they all begin to show the power of the elements to a greater or lesser extent.

Tiger Bird got up from the ground and tried to stop Brando's next move, trying to pull him back. In the eyes of the mercenary captain, his lord or summoner is simply crazy. They are no match for that monster at all. The strength shown by that ghost knight was far beyond his understanding of ordinary low-level golden warriors.

But Brando turned a deaf ear to his cry. The young man set up a silver arrow, took aim for a moment, and then released the string.

The Ice-Cracking Arrow drew a staggering arc and flew over the Ghost Rider's head, exploding with a bang behind it. However, a ball of silver ice mist only slightly brushed the monster's left shoulder, where it condensed with white frost. . Brando couldn't help but blush, and coughed to cover up his embarrassment - only then did he remember that he was only proficient in one weapon now, and was no longer an expert warrior with more than 40 levels of archery skills in the past. . However, the ice arrows exploded like this still slowed down the ghost knight's movements. Although it was extremely limited, the spear it swung for the second time still missed due to this. A silver light band passed over the heads of the two people, and the tiger bird followed suit. He turned around and saw that the tree crown behind him disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the bare tree stumps.

He opened his mouth, barely able to breathe. The Lubis mercenary is brave and good at fighting, but this battle has exceeded his knowledge. Is this a humanoid self-propelled cannon?

Three seconds.

Realizing that Huque did not care about his shooting skills, Brando breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he muttered silently in his heart and put his fingers on the short bow string again. The Spirit Spear consumes soul fire extremely, and the ghost knight will enter the cooldown after using it twice in a row. This is not the first time he has fought against this kind of undead, so he knows it well and can calm down. He leveled the short bow and extended the aiming time this time. This move seemed to the tiger bird to be suicidal, but Brando was half-kneeling on the ground like a stone statue - motionless.

He has three seconds.

The second ice-breaking arrow escaped, but still missed, and the third arrow hit the ghost knight's waist - after the silver ice powder exploded, gray mist enveloped half of its body. Brando saw from the reading on his retina that he had caused 13 points of damage, which was almost equal to fur for the ghost knight. However, the armor was covered with ice, which extended the undead's attack and closing delays by 12.5 points each.

The effect of the Ice-Cracking Arrow was the same as in memory, and Brando breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Ghost Rider is a spirit, the magic arrow is not a physical attack, so it does not suffer the loss penalty. It's a pity that the level of a pair of elemental sisters is too low, otherwise the opponent's shooting speed will be reduced by at least half. But that's enough. Anyway, I still have four arrows in my hand.

"It actually works?" Huque also has a sharp eye. Although he can't see the data as intuitively as Brando, he immediately saw the clues when the Ghost Rider moved a little slower.

"Nonsense." Brando said angrily, knowing that this guy would only hinder himself if he stayed.

"But even so, we are still no match for it, Lord Lord."

"So what?"

"Let's retreat. I'd rather fight the Black Fire Cultists than this guy," Huque shouted.

Brando was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he simply stretched out his hand and threw another bundle of cyan magic arrows to Huque. The mercenary captain subconsciously took it, was stunned for a moment, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Nonsense, of course you are helping me. Are you staying here just for fun?"

Although Huque didn't know what soy sauce meant, he could guess that Brando was dissatisfied with his previous performance. The mercenary captain rarely blushed, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart. He thought to himself that everyone is like you, Lord Lord, being able to face these guys who are terrifying to death and look like humanoid self-propelled cannons face to face without changing their expressions. He doesn't know if this is daring or stupid.

However, thinking about it this way, the Lubis who have been mercenaries for generations still admire brave and brave warriors. He did not say anything about his summoner, but he naturally had the idea of ​​​​convincing him in his heart.

At this moment, Brando had fired the fourth ice-breaking arrow in three seconds. This one hit the ghost knight's right shoulder, causing the armor on his body to be covered with a thick layer of ice crystals. The Ghost Rider's action efficiency has been reduced by more than 30%. Most people would happily beat up the lost dog at this time, but the young man did not say a word, dragged his mercenary captain and ran away.

As soon as he stepped forward, the ghost knight and its evil mount behind him turned around and began to accelerate - not an ordinary accelerated pursuit, but the most commonly used skill of knights and warriors - charging.

Brando also activated his charging skills.

One person and one undead were like a black thread and a silver thread chasing each other in the forest. Although it was only for a moment, the scene was so beautiful that it was almost eerie. It's as if a striking silver-white straight line stretches forward infinitely along a black straight line on a still dark canvas. The picture is still, time is still, everything is still, but the two lines keep moving forward.

One chasing and one escaping.

When Brando stopped, Huque was almost speechless: "Lord, that is..."

"Charge, a required skill for knights." Brando glanced at him: "As a Lubis mercenary who has experienced hundreds of battles, he doesn't even know this."

"No, I mean, sir, how did you know it would charge at that time..."

"Ah, I was in the mountains of Orkash. The main opponent of the Chasseurs was the Ghost Riders. Didn't I tell you this story?" Brando replied absently. In fact, he was so nervous that he didn't even know that he was What he was talking about was a battle that could cost him his life if he was not careful. To be honest, he was so scared that his heart was pounding. He turned around and saw that the Ghost Rider had indeed stopped at almost the same moment - that beautiful monster that was elegant and almost pure. Its slender, silver-armored gloves tightened the reins, and two pale masses lit up under its mask. of flames, looking in this direction.

That look seems to be also a question - who are you? Looks like a tough opponent? Where are you from?

The two were almost a hundred meters apart before they started chasing and escaping, but now it was only fifty meters away. Brando found that the error in his estimate was no more than one meter.

He was fighting almost on instinct.

Warrior instinct.

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In fact, it wasn't just the tiger bird that didn't believe his words. When two straight lines divided the forest into two, Antitina couldn't help but let out a low cry. The mercenaries behind her were silent - Brando and Ghost Rider's movements and judgments were exactly the same, as if the latter's every move could not escape the eyes of the former. In fact, it took almost a second after this scene happened for them to realize how thrilling everything that had happened before was.

Roman pursed his lips and looked in that direction with bright eyes, a small light of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"If the younger generation of the highland knights of Karasu were like this, then Eruin would have been a first-class power." The noble daughter took a short breath: "This liar..."

But in fact Brando is not as optimistic as she is. The Ghost Rider is very fast, the opponent's charge still has one minute to cool down, and the soul fire is becoming strong again, not to mention that its ultimate move is far more than that. As soon as the young man stopped, he immediately made a gesture to Huque, asking the latter to follow. The two quickly circled to a lowland in the center of the valley. The interlaced rocks made it impossible for the Ghost Rider to take advantage of the horseback riding.

But Brando did not retreat blindly. The purpose of the Ice Crack Arrow was to buy him time, and now he needs to use the time he bought——

"Tiger bird."

"exist."

"Use the wind arrow."

"What?"

Brando made a gesture, and the latter was stunned for a moment, then understood.

Although the mercenary captain had always opposed fighting this monster, at this moment, he found that he seemed to have subconsciously integrated into the battle.

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