The Amber Sword

Brando saw the white crow swords of the royal family of Eruin, and knew that there was no need to look any further. He can be sure that at this age, it is impossible for the court to teach the sword technique to the little prince. Haruze certainly didn't know where to look at this sword art secretly, and with his jerky posture, Brando could see at a glance that he was the first to use this sword art.

The pure moonlight like silver has said it all.

Except for the man of choice, Brando couldn't find a second possibility to explain the scene at hand. The article on the forum turned out to be true, and not only the apocalypse, but also the apocalypse with both magic and sword skills.

He closed his mouth and let out a long breath. Until now, he finally understood that the only enemy of the little prince in the future might be just himself. If one day he might overcome his fear of himself and step out of the shadow of the long princess Griffin.

Then he is likely to become a more outstanding hero than the first king Eke.

But now, he is also a student. No teacher would be dissatisfied to see his students outstanding, and Brando could not help but smile.

"Mr. Brando, I don't have much mana." At this time, Hipamila's voice sounded.

Brando looked back, and the sacrifice girl was sweating. He immediately asked Charles: "How long?"

Shire looked at him with a serious look, and he stopped talking.

"Not enough time?" Brando frowned.

"No no no, it's been a long time ready." The young wizard had a strange look. "It's just that I see Lord Lord you're interested in tweaking that little guy, so I can't bear to disturb your interest."

Brando looked at this guy a bit angrily for a moment. Although each creature he summoned had his own personality, he was the only one who dared to make fun of him. Even if it was Frou, at best it was just not giving him a good look.

As if he had expected that he would be unlucky in doing this, he quickly turned his attention and clapped his hands, shouting, "Come out, the tower in the fog."

This trick really worked, and I saw six silver lines descend from the sky. Straight into the ground, and then there are more silver wires extending horizontally from it, countless lines are connected to each other. The blink of an eye formed a hexagonal column, and the scene immediately caught everyone's attention.

As soon as the columnar body was formed, it was more than thirty meters high and ten meters wide from the ground. Already have the prototype of the mage tower. But Shire ’s summoning spell is obviously far from over, and the thicker lines are still subdivided into countless thinner lines. The silver lines begin to expand on the six sides of the tower, gradually outline the windows, masonry , Beams, doors and steps.

The bright silver on the earlier lines gradually faded as it was subdivided step by step, and finally precipitated back to its original color. It's like the hot red molten steel fades a little with the temperature. The last black tower made of granite appeared in everyone's sight.

Except for Brando, even the Laurens and Nimesis couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This was originally a miracle of magic.

"Everyone," Brando's voice sounded in the forest. "Immediately step back and enter the tower."

Because of the lack of Pahimila's spell support, the guard knights were already tired of dealing with it. At this moment Brando's order was obtained, and it was also them who retreated first, and they retreated into the tower first. It was found that the inside of the tower was much larger than that seen outside. It is a vast space, like a square, which can hold at least hundreds of people.

Then Freya, Metisha, Shire and Peia also retreated into the tower. The little prince still lies in the half-mutilated demon spirits fighting, both of them are scarred, but no one can help. After the demon lost his mana, he was a high-level infantry, and the attack of the little prince was not enough to kill the opponent.

Brando glanced at the situation over there. He grabbed Haruze with one hand. Haruzer seemed to be a little bit hot-headed, and struggled in his hands. However, Brando calmed down in one sentence: "The swordsman must know when it is difficult to retreat. A good swordsman must first have a calm heart.

The little prince was quiet immediately. But he was still breathing heavily. Brando nodded encouragingly to him. "It's very good. If your sister sees your previous battles, you won't be relieved."

Haruzer froze slightly and looked at him with a stun. There was some confusion in his silver eyes, like a ignorant child.

Brando reached out and nodded his chest: "You have to fight with your heart, not with blood. You need to understand why you are fighting. Fighting is not just to overcome fear, but to dominate yourself."

Haruze nodded, holding his sword.

After Brando dragged the little prince back into the mage tower, Pahimilla, Nimesis, Laurenna, and Akane finally returned after the break. As soon as they entered the tower, the demon spirits followed, and Nimesis and Akane stood at the door of the mage tower, preparing to rely on the terrain to resist the enemy, but it was at this time that everyone was surprised. It happened.

The demon rushed to the entrance of the mage tower, as if he slammed into an invisible wall, and was blocked outside. Those terrible monsters stretch their teeth and claws outside the once invisible wall, but they cannot enter.

"Ha," Shire also recognized what it was at this time: "Senior exorcism, there is such a thing here-Lord Lord, did you already know?"

Brando glanced at him, all right.

However, the young wizard attendant had already exercised his face to the thickness of the city wall. When he saw that the Lord ignored him and did not care, he just praised: "If we can move this tower, we are in this forest. But you can go sideways. "

"But you can't." Laurenna interrupted him. "If the demons would not retreat for a while, we would be stuck here."

She looked back and looked at Brando and asked, "Mr. Brando, what can you do?"

"The solution is not in sight," Brando replied. "If the demons will not retreat for a while, we can just wipe them out."

"Sweep away?" The female knights were puzzled. If they could get rid of the demons, would they have to hide in this place?

"Of course," Brando nodded. "Not before, isn't it now?"

"Now ..." Laurenna was a little confused at first, but suddenly her eyes brightened. When it comes to IQ, she is actually much higher than Brando. However, as aborigines, they are often affected by mentality. If the player can think beyond the game itself.

Aboriginal people often add the premise of "reasonableness" when considering issues. The first thing a player thinks about when thinking about a problem is whether he can kill the enemy. As for rationality, that's what game designers need to consider.

And now, there is a very unreasonable way of fighting--

Brando knows her expression by looking at her expression, but the so-called card terrain is actually commonplace for players. It's just that it's more difficult in the Amber Sword. And some of the so-called terrain is actually a trick to the player.

This is the case right now.

He ordered: "The rest rest and recuperate, Shire and Metisha. Go attack the demons, and they will chase after they retreat, and they will retreat when they catch up. When the weakness stacks above twenty, return In the tower, change to Hipamila and Freya. The third group is Nimesis and Miss Laurenna. Do you understand the rotation of the three groups? "

He looked at the dense demon outside the mage tower, just like he saw a lot of floating experience. If it was not enough for the two groups to rotate, he did not intend to let Nimesis and Laurenna. After all, these experiences only work for Shire, Metisha, and Hipamila. It is actually a waste for others.

"Understand. Look at me, Lord Lord!" Shire seemed to understand that too, and he immediately eagerly approached the door.

Meditis, who had always been much quieter, saluted Brando respectfully, and then turned to follow.

However, she was a little curious. Although she had heard of things like exorcism as a silver elf princess, after all, she could not understand it better than Char, who was born as a wizard. She couldn't help but look at the demons outside in disbelief. Asked softly: "Can we attack them in the mage tower?"

"Of course," Charles replied, "The high-level exorcism circle is a two-way circle. It prevents both the outside enemies from entering and the inside enemies from leaving. But its effect is only on the monster. Or it has pure dark magic Breathing humans—astrologers and witches who use the magic of darkness with the help of laws are not counted, but they can deal with certain cultists. "

"It's so powerful? But I've only heard about exorcism before in my father's king, and it's far less powerful."

"That's because this spell was excavated from the ruins almost a thousand years ago. The Bugatians like to dig everywhere, and we Dark Tower wizards follow suit." Sher shrugged: " However, this spell is indeed so powerful. It is said that it comes from the technology of Babel Tower. The Exorcism Circle is just a simplified version of it. As long as it is not a higher-level monster, it can shut them out-this It is an absolute effect, without any discount, and will not be weakened by the increase in the number of monsters. "

"But the high-level exorcism circle needs a huge source of magic power to maintain. The black tower wizard must let this wizard tower draw the magic power that escapes nearby, and these magic powers are the reason why so many spirits gather here."

"That's it." Matissa nodded slightly, and she turned back: "You come first or me first?"

Charles smiled, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Acting for the noble lady is not a courtesy unique to the silver elf society. Let me come first."

He raised his hand, the white light had gathered in his palm, forming a huge magic circle. Then a white beam of light shot out, as if the blade of a sword was swept towards the dense devil outside the mage tower. At that moment, the dozen or so demon who were blocking the front turned into ashes.

In the following dozens of consecutive dark magic explosions, but the shock wave was blocked by the advanced exorcism array, which did not affect the people inside.

After being attacked, the demon spirit that lacked intelligence seemed to be subconsciously angry, instead of escaping, it surged further. But their actions are doomed, and the high-level exorcism circle always looks like an invisible wall to block them out.

Charles is also very relieved to see this scene. After all, the high-level exorcism circle is just a written term for him. Who knows if the contents of the book will lie? As a wizard and scholar, the first thing to learn while learning knowledge is to question dogma and authority. In their opinion, this is what distinguishes them from the believers.

However, the power of the high-level exorcism circle was reassuring. He wanted to release two or three dragon attacks again.

As soon as four spells passed, Shire found that his experience had gone straight up. He couldn't help but be surprised and a little embarrassed. He was surprised that this way of killing the enemy was too easy. It was hard to accumulate a little experience on weekdays. It was like picking up here, but embarrassingly, experience came It was so refreshing that he confiscated his hands and turned the demon back.

Now, if he and Matissa would continue to hunt down those demons, they would have to chase them out.

He didn't have any problems himself, but he felt a little sorry for the little silver elf princess. He couldn't help looking at Metissa a little awkwardly.

"It's okay." But the little silver elf princess smiled rationally, and she raised her spear. "Char, you cover me, I'll kill them within range."

Charles was relieved and nodded.

…… (To be continued ...)

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