Scene 222 The Knight of Fran and the Priest of Chongshan

In the twilight forest outside the Land of Eternity, heavy fog filled the dark river surface, and the water was gurgling. The waves passed through the rocks in the river, forming a whirlpool, causing the trees and driftwood flowing down the river to swirl and sink. At the bottom of the river, one or two eye-catching white lines occasionally appear in the dark night.

An offensive and defensive battle was going on on the river beach. "Continuous March!" Fucia was like a lonely peak hovering in the forest. A card with black brilliance was spinning on its seventh corner, and finally stopped, revealing the spirit servant on it. A scene of an army marching across a dark plain.

Countless skeletons are crawling out of the ground through the wet soil. The mud is falling off from their bodies, revealing their white skeletons. These filthy evil spirits are standing up staggeringly from the river beach; from a distance, in the darkness, A heart-stopping phosphorus fire was rushing toward the other side of the battlefield—Medisha and Hipamira.

"Heavenly Arms!" The little silver elf princess also threw out a card. She stretched out her hand, and the card instantly hung in mid-air. Silver light gathered little by little, as if the light of eternity had been added to it. The beam of light from the top of the holy cloud pierces down like a sharp sword, just as the card describes: 'When the light of judgment plows through the battlefield, the army of the undead is reduced to ashes -'

The power of the planeswalker then resonated with the whole world. The three of them looked up and saw a golden cloud suddenly rolled up in the dark night sky. An incredible light fell from the cloud, and the light shone into the forest. Just as it enveloped this river beach, holy flames immediately ignited on the river beach. The souls of the dead wailed and melted in the firelight, turning into ashes, just as judgment came to the world.

Fusia nodded, a trace of cunning flashed in its golden pupils, and it said: "The five-color dawn can be transformed into any color. In a battle, it can form many different attack methods. According to the fate I got, It depends on the card. In this battle, I will start with a sensitive and reckless red creature to launch a fast attack on you. However, the red creature is irritable and fragile. Once the attack is frustrated, it will often leave a large number of corpses in the cemetery. No. Rest March can transform all the creatures in the cemetery into ten times the number of level 10 black spirit servant derivatives. They may seem vulnerable to you, but unfortunately, the power of the planeswalker is never only between creatures and spells. superior--"

Its voice rumbled over the forest, causing a swarm of birds to flap their wings and fly up into the night sky. But it acted as if it hadn't heard anything, raised its golden paw, and showed the next card.

"revenge!"

Groups of white light rose from the bones of the undead that had been turned into ashes, like an eerie will-o'-the-wisp in the darkness. Fusia pointed at Medisa with her claws, and countless light points immediately flew towards Medisa. The little silver elf princess couldn't dodge at all, and was hit in the chest, spitting blood from her mouth and flew out.

The priestess screamed in fright and rushed over to help Medisa up.

"Hipamila, I'm fine..." Medisa's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were filled with dazzling blood foam. She finally regained her breath and gave the former a smile that was uglier than crying. replied weakly.

Then she sighed, looked at Fusia in the distance and said, "...I lost again, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

"It's normal. My power as a planeswalker was inherited from the same era as Odin, Tumen, and Trishman. It would be ridiculous if I couldn't even deal with two of your planeswalkers." Fusia replied: " But little princess. Do you know where you lost?"

Medissa shook her head.

"Your cards have powerful spells and high-quality creatures, which complement each other. Every card is powerful, but it is not enough. Because the power of planeswalkers is not based on a few cards. Above the powerful cards, you are a knight, do you understand your position in your master's deck?"

"knight……?"

"What is a knight, little princess?" Phoscia raised her head, her golden pupils were like two full moons in the night sky, and her voice resounded through the forest: "A knight is a nobleman of a feudal land.

He is a subject of the king, a leader of his subjects, a lord, a soldier, and a governor. Whenever the king blows the horn and calls on you to fight for him, you must raise the flag, mount the horse, and fight for honor. "

"This is the role I want in the lord's all-professional system?" Medissa suddenly understood, her silver eyes shining with a moving light.

"Exactly, your position in the full-time dominance deck is a solid supporter. The white tone Brando has set for you is just right for you. White is the color of justice and symbolizes the law in the world of planeswalkers. , order and organization. White mana is contained in the plains, representing wealth and prosperity. White cards have high-quality and cheap soldiers, monks and angels, symbolizing honor and loyalty. So as a knight of the king, you must use self-discipline , wealth, loyalty and glory to reward your planeswalkers. You are the cornerstone of this system. The prosperity of the knight deck symbolizes the prosperity of the kingdom. The continuous output of wealth can make other decks more full. You Your self-discipline and loyalty can awaken the creatures on the battlefield, and you lead them with your glory to fight for the king, so the most suitable deck for you is the pure white enchantment deck."

Medissa looked thoughtful. "What about me, His Majesty the Dragon King?" Hipamilla asked quickly.

Fucia looked at the priestess. "Gray represents stability, determination and protection. Gray cards are strong in defense and weak in attack, and are a bit cumbersome. Although you are the priest of Himmelud, you do not have to constrain yourself to a fixed train of thought. I will send you to Ya Weihai Island Temple, there is a long-lost mountain sanctuary. Before the end of the year, the priests there faced the power of the raging sea every day. There you will understand the blending of the earth and the ocean, and learn to use gray and blue. Control the deck.”

"When will we set off?" Medisha suddenly asked.

Fusia raised her head and looked at the dark sky in the distance with her golden eyes. The fire had not been extinguished since the disaster in the Temple of the Dead Moon three days ago. The flames made the sky red, as if the end of the world was coming.

"a."

"How long will the trial take, Your Majesty the Dragon King?"

"It won't take long. The trial will be completed in the Matatani people's realm of time. The long time there is just a moment on the main material plane. You will be able to complete the trial in half a month at the latest - if you If you can come out alive."

Medisa's eyes lit up. "Can we leave early?"

"Ahead of time? How long will it be in advance?"

"Now, immediately."

Fusia's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said: "I have to remind you that the planeswalker's trial is very dangerous, and you'd better be fully prepared."

Medissa turned around, looked at each other with Hipamila, and they both nodded at the same time.

"We have already considered it, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

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For three days, the City of Eternal Death has been shrouded in heavy shadows. Fires were burning in the city far and near, and golden smoke clouds rolled up, making the night red.

Although the conspiracy of the dead moon goddess Cleese was foiled three days ago, she still left indelible scars on the city. After the Temple of the Dead Moon collapsed, its original site was replaced by a bottomless abyss. This abyss now stretches across the central area of ​​the city. Countless sons of evil gods are crawling out of the abyss. The necromancer tried his best to suppress them in the central area of ​​the city.

A Dead Moon believer walked through the hall and shouted toward the terrace: "Mr. Brando, your guest."

Brando and Delphine were talking on a terrace, Andrea was standing on one side, and the scene under the night was reflected in the eyes of the three of them.

He turned around and saw a familiar figure coming into view.

"Brando!" Freya was dusty, and the tired look on her face seemed to be wiped away.

She had just gotten off the back of the flying dragon. Ever since she was appointed by Her Royal Highness the Princess, she had traveled all the way from Gendenel to this place without sleep, just because everything she had seen and heard in the past few days was almost as if she was in a dream. She couldn't believe what the Banshee King Arvette said, but it was an ironclad fact that the undead signed a peace agreement to withdraw from Eruin, return Butchi, and punish war criminals.

All this is because of the man in front of me. It is rumored that he and the Nine Phoenix Alliance in the south of the Sea of ​​​​Dead Moon defeated this arrogant undead empire together with the Silver Elf. Although the details are unclear, Bromando's Black Rose is tangible. Concessions were made on the ground.

Thinking about it, if it weren't for a victory that made her feel heartbroken, how could Madara's majesty the emperor, holding a mercury staff in his hand, surrender so easily. Others might not be able to do it, but she firmly believed that if it was that person, then he would definitely be able to do it. .

Because this is not the first time she has witnessed him perform miracles. She still remembers the life-and-death battle in Lidenburg. If it hadn't been for that life-and-death escape, if it hadn't been for Brando, she wouldn't be where she is today.

The Valkyrie of Eruin who is praised by everyone.

Freya recalled the pair of light brown eyes that sparkled with a firm hope that would never fade away, the chestnut-colored hair, and that familiar face appeared in front of her again - he smiled at her and said, "Freya elegant."

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(ps: Finished sorting out my thoughts, Nest is back~ I will update one chapter today, and resume double updates tomorrow. I mainly spent some time thinking about the deck of Brando’s planeswalker creatures, and there is absolutely no garbage picking. In addition, I am really unlucky this month. I can’t even drink water between my teeth. I caught a cold some time ago. I applied for a new bank card last week but forgot to tell the editor. As a result, I have to eat dirt this month. It’s an avalanche.) ( To be continued...)u For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading academy