Act 186 Final Moments (2)

Act 186 The Final Moment (2)

"Akane."

The gentle call seemed to be lower than the whistling wind outside.

The red-haired girl raised her head. Veronica was sitting not far from her, and the two of them were hiding in a natural shelter formed by the inward recesses of black rocks. This kind of terrain was not uncommon in this area, which was shrouded in strong winds and gravel all year round.

Veronica seemed to want to break the silence, but she didn't know where to start. The girl in front of her was very wary of her. It’s not Qian’s fault. Who told them that they were enemies before?

But the female regiment leader finally chose to speak.

Akane blinked her beautiful amber eyes and looked at the female aristocrat from the Cruz Empire with doubts. The relationship between the two seemed to have transformed from hostility to the subtle mutual dependence now, which made her unable to help but feel a sense of Unreal feeling.

Of course, what's more, she is still uneasy. This uneasiness does not stem from fear and nervousness about her situation, but from the concern that arises after leaving the lord.

The uneasiness was reflected in the girl's expression through subtle expressions. The tips of her brows were slightly furrowed, forming tiny wrinkles on the skin between her brows, and her eyes were full of sadness.

Veronica sighed: "Don't worry too much, your lord will be safe."

The comforting words more or less made the girl relax, at least her hands were no longer clenched into fists. Then the female regiment leader showed a kind smile:

“There is a saying in Cruz’s army that a tough boy is favored by the stars.

"According to legend, babies who came to this world on a night when the bright stars stretched across the sky were the children of the stars. The children of the stars are favored by luck and can always turn misfortune into good fortune. I think he is very special. There is such potential.”

Akane didn't understand why Veronica suddenly told her this. She looked at the female senior with wide eyes and disbelief, as if questioning: Do the Cruz people really have such a legend?

The distance between the two became much closer.

"Where are you from?" Veronica suddenly asked.

"I -" Qian whispered the word "I",

Suddenly alert, she looked at the lady with suspicion in her eyes. But the latter smiled and shook his head, unable to help but chuckle.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious."

Akane tilted her head and looked at her with some confusion.

"I have seen many outstanding young people, but like your lord," Veronica shook her head - although she was more than a hundred years old, the goddess of war still retained the youth of her most energetic period, and said It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a stunning beauty - but at this moment she was sitting on the sand, looking a little tired: "If it is said that only one genius can be found among a hundred people, your lord must be the kind of person who can only be found in a thousand years." A character will appear."

"Actually, I have no doubt about his future achievements, but I am just curious that such a person will really appear in the border province of a small country. Brando said that he is a small lord on the border of Eruin, but I think Such words are too legendary."

"It's just like what was described in those knight novels." Veronica turned back, with a wise smile flashing in her green eyes: "But everyone knows that stories are just stories after all."

Akane looked at her blankly.

"I mean no harm, just curious."

"I don't know." The girl lowered her head and shook her head.

The female regiment leader seemed to want to know the truth of this sentence from Akane's expression, but she did not press forward step by step. As if the conversation was just small talk, she just nodded.

"That little girl must have known him earlier than you."

For some reason, Akane knew that Veronica was referring to Antitina, and she nodded.

"What a mysterious little guy." Veronica licked her lips subconsciously. This habitual action was just like when she encountered an opponent who refused to admit defeat on the battlefield twenty or thirty years ago, her green eyes There is also a wild light in it.

She turned back: "Are you still worried?"

Akane shook her head, she didn't want to show cowardice in front of outsiders.

Veronica just smiled slightly: "When the wind and sand calm down, let's go down to find him."

The red-haired girl flicked her ponytail and raised her head suddenly, looking at her in surprise.

The female regiment leader didn't say more. In fact, she rarely showed her friendly side in front of others. It was just that this lonely girl touched some soft places in her heart.

Reminds her of when she was young——

Veronica watched Akane's reaction carefully and felt a little amused. But at this time, a sudden sound suddenly came from the wind and sand outside.

A piece of stone slid down the mountain wall in the strong wind, like someone walking between the cliffs.

The sound of footsteps startled both women. Veronica subconsciously grabbed the sword at her waist, but after grabbing it empty, she remembered that the Blue of the Sky had been given to Brando.

So she only had time to raise her head when she heard the footsteps outside getting closer and closer, and then a voice asked in the wind and sand outside:

"Are there any other travelers inside? Can you let me in to get out of the wind? This weather is really unfriendly."

Hearing this voice, Veronica's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Please come in, my lord," the lady replied after hesitating.

The person outside the cave was stunned when he heard this answer. The other person seemed to be surprised but rushed in immediately. The light in the cave dimmed slightly, and the visitor put one hand on his sword and looked down at Veronica at the entrance of the cave.

"Veronica!"

What caught Akane's eyes was a familiar face.

Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles.

…

After entering the obsidian giant gate guarding Valhalla, it seemed as if they had entered a vast underground space. The entire space was immersed in boundless, silent darkness - Brando and others moved forward in the absence of light. It took a while for the vision to gradually adapt to the environment here.

They gradually found themselves walking up a cylindrical 'bridge', surrounded by many 'bridges' similar to this bridge. They were concentrated in bunches upwards, forming a not-steep slope.

There are no handrails around these 'bridges', which sounds a bit dangerous, but in fact these cylindrical bridge decks are tens of meters wide, and walking on them is relatively smooth.

Occasionally when I look back, I see the columns behind me sinking into the endless darkness below, as if there is no end. When I raise my head, the tops of the columns extend infinitely forward and disappear into the darkness. inside.

This kind of visual illusion makes people almost think that they are climbing vertically, as if they are walking in the middle of the world before the opening of chaos. If they are not careful, they will lose their footing and fall into the endless abyss.

Anyone who takes a second look in such an environment can't help but feel weak, let alone someone in the team.

Brando didn't walk long before he felt the other hand besides Funia holding his hand. He turned around and saw Faina, who was trembling with fear, coming to him at some point. His face had already turned pale.

The noble lady looked at him pitifully, as if telling him to be quiet. But Brando smiled secretly in his heart. It was impossible for William not to notice the eldest lady's actions, and Funya's ears were also very sensitive.

In other words, she was just deceiving herself.

"Can't the torch be lit?" Brando asked in the darkness.

"The ever-burning torch has no effect, and magic is ineffective. There may be forced magic to suppress it." The old wizard stood beside him, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him: "But you can try higher-level spells. "

"Like an artificial sun."

"no."

Brando knows that spell very well, and he doesn't want to blow up this place. However, darkness is not a big threat to them. He is more concerned about the enemies behind him than this.

The young man turned around and looked behind. There were shadows of people in the place where he had come in before. That was Andesa and her helpers going around in circles.

That was the effect of William's spell. It had to be said that this great wizard did have the power to match his reputation. At least no one would dare to say that he could easily trap Andersa.

The old man noticed Brando's expression and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He touched the top of his staff and said somewhat proudly: "This maze spell should be able to trap them for a while, but young man, I can't help you more."

Setting up an ambush behind the gate of Valhalla was actually Brando's suggestion. Even William, who had fought against Andersa, did not know the character of the tree shepherd lord, but Brando was different. He knew Andersa very well. Desha will definitely suffer from this.

It’s just that the plan is slightly different from his original idea——

"If I remember correctly, the tree shepherds and your Silver Alliance are hostile parties, right?" Brando couldn't help but raise his head and asked: "Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to kill them?"

He looked at the Archmage in awe, wishing that the other party would take action so that he could be saved once and for all.

"You want to be beautiful." The old man said with a smile: "Actually, I am also happy, but the other party is one of the twelve patriarchs of the tree shepherds. Although I don't know how you got into trouble with such a guy, just with this woman The winning rate is too low, so I won’t take action easily.”

Brando glanced at the old mage secretly, thinking that this was really in line with the temperament of these craftsman wizards. Quantifying the probability of victory or defeat in the war, it is no wonder that they have never truly failed in any conflict.

Regardless, the Silver People are some monsters.

However, he did not intend to persuade William so easily. He still more or less retained some of his game thinking. At least in Amber Sword, he would not blatantly give players such an opportunity to cheat.

"Not even a sneak attack?"

"No." William shook his head: "Okay, young man, don't think too much. This maze technique can trap Andersa for at least half an hour, because she doesn't know I'm here. If she sees When it comes to me, this spell won’t work.”

"And even without this condition, she will find out that it is an illusion sooner or later. This is one," the old man raised a finger: "Second, I can't spend too much time with you here."

"You want to leave?" Brando was really surprised. This archmage was his biggest backer at the moment, but he didn't expect to leave soon after he arrived?

"The Green Tower is almost undefendable. You don't want your efforts to go to waste." William scratched his silver-haired head. To be honest, Brando found it hard to believe that a respected wizard leader would do this. Nonsensical action: "Okay," the old man said, "Actually, this has nothing to do with me, but since Turaman asked me for help, I can't refuse."

The Green Tower couldn't be defended so quickly?

Brando had no idea that he had been in a coma for several days before. He thought that the results would be so different without players participating. But fortunately, the wizard leader of the Silver Alliance was here, which made him relieved.

If William takes action, the Wolf Trouble will not be able to threaten the druids for a while.

But no matter what, this means that there is not much time left for him.

The old man patted him on the shoulder, took out a box and handed it to him: "This is what I give to you, young man - there is a cloak in this box, which can allow you to avoid Andesa's perception on time. "

"Wait a minute," Brando shouted, "There are three of us, Master."

"I know," the old man smiled slightly: "So this cloak is actually used by giants."

"For giants?" Brando looked weird, what kind of weird setting is this.

"Exactly, but it also has a problem. It can only be used once a day. After using it once, it will be no different from an ordinary cloak."

"Do all your wizards' things have such weird tempers?" Brando took the box and asked a little angrily.

Everything that happened now reminded him of his past experiences in games. He didn't have a good impression of the wizard's works.

"Hey, it seems you are familiar with them. That puts my mind at ease." The old man smiled, danced his staff in the air, and opened a silver light door out of thin air: "But don't underestimate this cloak. When it's in effect, even the Dragon King can't break through its shielding effect!"

"Dragon King? You mean Bahamut?" Brando was stunned. He couldn't help but raise the box in his hand and look at it in disbelief.

However, whether it is Bahamut, the Fire Dragon King, or Tiamat, the Dragon of War, if this cloak is what the old man said, it must at least be a mythical product.

But is this the virtue of a mythical product?

Brando turned around and just saw the old man walking into the light door. But in the end, William suddenly turned around and said to him somewhat solemnly: "Young man, I have left you time, and the next step is up to you -"

"Wait, let me tell you!" Brando suddenly reacted: "You haven't told me what the activation spell of this thing is!"

It's a pity that William obviously didn't hear his last words, because the light door flashed slightly in the darkness, and then disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never existed there.

What the hell!

Brando suddenly felt a huge sense of cheating at that moment.

…(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and *** at *** (***.***). Your support is my biggest motivation.)