MMB Chapter 802 National War: Biological Arms, Eudemons Silver Wolf!
Chapter 802 National War: Biological Arms, Eudemons Silver Wolf!
Chapter 802 National War: Biological Arms, Eudemons Silver Wolf!
When I heard the reminder of my ancestor, I switched places with the magic space marker I made,
A tall, slender figure standing there long before the building collapsed.
The residual traces of the Arcane Box dissipated around her, and the pure white and flawless golden-patterned royal dress had traces of being stained with dust.
But under the bright sunshine-like blonde hair,
Those azure blue eyes did not waver, looking up at Fang Ran who was standing above the ruins!
Ruined buildings on one side, bustling urban areas on the other,
The dusty platinum gown and the messy black suit were in stark contrast.
Covering the side of his shoulders, the power of the elf slowly healed his wound when he activated the space swap just now.
He just raised his eyes and looked at the black-haired young man standing at the top of the ruins not far away, with the entire collapsed Landhaus building as the background,
Osphia raised her chin, her azure blue eyes flashed and stared at him sullenly.
"You pretender, deceive others with false pretense, is this your plan?"
"Compared to the way you looked like a joke before, is this your real side now?"
Originating from the blood of the former nobles, the spirit and character inherited from teachers and elders, full of yearning for the dignified and righteous beauty of the ancestors,
For Fang Ran's practice of blinding them with weakness and evasion at first, and then tearing through the disguise and launching a fatal blow with traps,
Osfiah couldn't accept it anyway.
This is a national war, in which the participants on both sides represent their respective national positions. In her view, it is an arena for a dignified duel, not a night battle stage for victory by any means.
When I think that if there is no reminder from my ancestors and no magic space markers are set in advance, I will be like Neil.
Even if he tried his best to escape, he would be defeated by the opponent because he was too late to resist.
This time, the extremely important plan, Osphia, who originally wanted to show herself in front of the reawakened ancestor, bit her lip and rolled in her heart with unwillingness and humiliation.
But looking at the young man standing on the top of the ruins and looking down at him, the education he has been receiving still makes Osphia unable to say any unpleasant words.
I can only watch him speak with contempt for the cold voice:
"You coward who can only run away from beginning to end, a liar who only uses this kind of trap!"
And listening to the beautiful opposite sex across the crossroads, raised her snow-white chin and spit out a beautiful syllable. Although she didn't understand her language, she looked at her expression like that.
That sullen and angry expression that finds itself in a trap,
I have seen a lot of Fang Ran before, and I can probably guess what she is saying to herself.
Stepping on the top of the ruins with only three or four floors left at the bottom of the Landhaus Building, Fang Ran exhaled lightly, and the lack of blood supply that stopped the heart just now eased slightly.
Then he explained something to her that could not be considered an explanation, knowing that the other party would definitely understand, he looked down at her calmly and said:
"I can't beat the three of you at the same time. If you want to win, you can only use this method."
But all I heard in Osfiah was 'you have three, so it makes sense for me to do it', the wound healed,
Her azure blue eyes were fixed on Fang Ran's voice, and her voice had returned to calm. She proudly straightened her spine and slowly lowered her voice and said:
"Do you think that even if you win?"
With a flick of the arm holding the prayer staff, Arcane's staff disappeared!
The long golden hair is raised, making those eyes look as blue and beautiful as the sky,
Osphia stretched her right hand into the space beside her, her outline flickering faintly, and she slowly drew out the second Arcane Box!
She even has a second Arcane Box! ?
Seeing this scene, all the spectators were shocked.
The national war is quite strict about what is allowed to be put in the arcane box.
First of all, it must be composed of its own conventional combat power, and at the same time belong to external forces outside itself, and there cannot be a large number of repetitions of a certain type of items.
It is not allowed to carry multiple technical side armors, relying on external forces that do not belong to them to break the balance, and also cannot carry multiple mysterious side armors and special items that are not their own.
Due to the fact that the participants generally do not have so many external reasons for their conventional strength composition, I did not choose this reason if I wanted to bring more trump cards.
Therefore, the participants who participated in the war of the country basically only had an arcane box with the usual technological armor, and some who were not used to carrying these even did not have one at all.
But what surprised everyone in the night party was that Osphia on the screen at this moment actually had a second arcane box! ?
What surprised them even more was that it wasn't even a technological armor like the previous two!
The beautiful golden hilt ring is wrapped with dreamy hazy forest light spots,
With an ethereal mystery and brilliance like her long hair, the silver-white sword, which is larger and wider than ordinary Western swords, is engraved with mysterious patterns.
This splendid and gorgeous great sword was swept away by Osphia's hand in one hand,
All the smoke and dust that collapsed in front of her dissipated!
The two-handed sword that did not match her figure gave her an irreplaceable prayer staff, not a weak priesthood nun, but the heroic appearance of a Vatican arbitration knight!
"Are you surprised, or are you still surprised why I can put two mysterious side items into the Arcane Box?"
Holding a splendid sword that was completely incommensurate with her temperament, Osphia looked at Fang Ran who was holding the Tang knife, and said coldly in a cold voice:
"I originally only provided support and assistance to others in this national war, so I chose the Arcane Prayer Staff and put this sword in the Arcane Box for fairness to your night situation."
Standing on the bustling cross street in London, the figure in the platinum dress raised a splendid sword,
The young man in the black suit holding the Tang knife with the tip of the sword pointed at the ruins like a sworn duel,
The twists and turns, the ups and downs of the situation, the ups and downs of the rank battle, this moment is an unforgettable picture that makes people freeze in their hearts.
"It's my exclusive weapon - the Elf Forest!"
What made everyone even more unexpected, this time even Fang Ran opened his eyes slightly unexpectedly,
In the next second, Osphia threw up the hilt of the sword and let it be submerged by countless elf air currents while looking directly at Fang Ran's heart and meditating.
/The forest of dreams that does not exist in the world/The elf element that echoes laughter/Walking through the corridor path surrounded by the mist of the creek/Flying over the water surface of the waterfall flowers/
Seeing the air of dazzling purple, bright red, emerald green, red gold and other colors reverberating and flying in front of Osphia,
Dancing for her like some kind of living life, blowing her hair and kissing her beautiful face,
Then welcome the elf forest above which is submerged in magnificent colors, like opening the door of something!
"Is that so."
In the viewing room, even the same party did not know that she had such an ability.
Thinking of something, he couldn't help but glanced at the woman with long platinum hair beside him, the handsome blond young man pointed at the screen in disbelief and froze.
"Almost like an urban legend, it is said to be the rarest among the various forms of participant-exclusive weapons"
In the night game viewing room, even if there is no sound coming from the virtual screen,
But his own ability seems to have heard the sound of some kind of creature awakening, recalling the information on the Yewang intelligence interface without any corroboration, almost the same as rumors,
Resuscitation couldn't help but muttered in surprise.
/O Lord of the ancient forest who guards this dreamland/Answer my call/
"Exclusive armament of biological form!?"
/Come on! /
As if to confirm the guesses that everyone exclaimed, the moment when Osfiah's blue and beautiful eyes looked at Fang Ran sternly and coldly,
The splendid and beautiful long sword was gone, and instead appeared behind her, a fantastic beast giant wolf with no illusions, awe-inspiring posture, and no doubt powerful! ! !
"woo"
The soft silver-white mane has the same golden pattern as the hilt of the sword. It guards behind the slender figure, and moves with a sense of oppression as if looking at the prey.
then
"Roar--------!"
The roaring airflow that erupted rushed towards Fang Ran, forcing him to raise his arms to cover his eyes. At the same time, the flying sand and rocks on the ruins frantically lifted his suit and tie.
The phantom beast, the silver wolf, who guards a certain forest of elves that does not exist in the world,
At this moment, it came before his eyes!
[Thanks to the tragic reminder of the 114 reward, thanks to the local tyrant book friends, I have written seven hundred chapters before I know it] No, I can't write anymore, I didn't plan to stop it here, but I really I can't keep up with the vocabulary in my head, the debt is really heavy, and you have never let me down with your sand sculptures. Yesterday, a guy left me a message saying, wish you wish, if you are a book friend If you are kidnapped, ask me for help in the form of hidden poems in the update. I will help you call [-] and call the police. I: "." Thank you! °Benefit °
(End of this chapter)