Chapter 701 National War: Biological Arms, Fantasy Beast Silver Wolf!
After exchanging places with the magical space mark I made when I heard the reminder from my ancestor,
The tall, slender figure who stood there long before the building collapsed...
The remaining traces of the Arcane Box dissipated around her, and the pure white and flawless royal court dress with golden lines had traces of dust.
But under the radiant golden hair like the sun,
Those blue eyes were unwavering, looking up at Fang Ran who was standing on the ruins!
Ruined buildings on one side, bustling city on the other side,
The dusty platinum dress and the messy black suit contrast sharply.
Holding the side of his shoulder, the elf's power slowly healed the wound scraped by the shattered gravel when he activated the space adjustment just now.
He just raised his gaze and looked at the black-haired young man standing on the top of the ruins not far away, with the entire collapsed Lantho Building as the background.
Osphia raised her chin, her blue eyes flashed and she stared at him sullenly.
"You pretender, use false disguises to deceive others, is this your plan?"
"Compared to the playful appearance before, is this your real side now?"
Originating from the bloodline of the former nobles, the spirit and character inherited from teachers and elders, full of yearning for the awe-inspiring and righteous beauty of our ancestors,
Regarding Fangran's approach of blinding them with weakness and evasion at first, and then tearing apart the disguise and launching a fatal blow with a trap,
Osphia couldn't accept it no matter what.
This is a national war, in which the participants on both sides represent the positions of their respective countries. In her opinion, it is an arena for an upright duel, not a stage for night battles where victory is achieved by any means necessary.
When I thought about it, if I hadn't been reminded by my ancestors and hadn't set the magic space mark in advance, I would have been like Neil,
Even if you try your best to escape, you will be defeated by the opponent because you have no time to resist.
This time it was an extremely important plan. Osphia, who originally wanted to show herself in front of the reawakened ancestors, bit her lip with unwillingness and humiliation rolling in her heart.
But looking at the young man standing on the top of the ruins looking down at her, the education she has received still prevents Osphia from saying anything unpleasant.
I could only watch him speak with contempt and coldness:
"You are a coward who only knows how to run away from the beginning to the end, and a liar who only knows how to use this kind of trap!"
And listening to the beautiful opposite sex on the other side of the crossroad, she raised her white chin and spoke out the beautiful pronunciation of the syllables. Although she didn't understand her language, she looked at her expression like that,
That sullen and angry look of finding yourself in a trap,
Having met Fang Ran a lot before, he could probably guess what she was talking about to him.
Stepping on the top of the ruins with only three or four floors left intact at the bottom of the Lanthe Building, Fangran exhaled softly and the lack of blood supply that had just stopped his heart was slightly relieved.
Then he explained something to her that was not really an explanation. Knowing that the other party would definitely understand, he lowered his head and looked at her calmly and said:
"I can't defeat you three at the same time. If you want to win, you can only use this method."
But in Osphia's ears, she only heard him emphasizing the reason "there are three of you, so it is reasonable for me to do this". The wound healed,
Her blue eyes were fixed on Fangran, her voice had returned to calmness, she proudly straightened her back and slowly lowered her voice and spoke:
"Do you think you win like this?"
The arm holding the prayer staff flicked, and the arcane weapon staff disappeared!
Her long golden hair was raised, making her eyes look as blue and beautiful as the sky.
Osphia stretched her right hand into the space beside her body, her outline flickering faintly, and she slowly pulled out the second arcane box!
She actually has a second Arcane Box!?
Seeing this scene, everyone watching the battle was shocked.
The National War is quite strict about what is allowed to be put into the Arcane Box.
First of all, it must be composed of its own regular 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 technological side armors and rely on external forces that do not belong to you to destroy the balance. You are also not allowed to carry multiple mysterious side armors and special items that are not your own.
Based on the fact that participants generally do not have so many external factors and have a conventional strength composition, they did not choose this reason if they wanted to bring more trump cards.
Therefore, the participants who go to the national war basically only have an arcane box with the usual technological armor, and some who are not used to carrying these simply don't have one at all.
But what surprised everyone in the night game was that Ophia on the screen at this moment actually had a second arcane box!?
What surprised them even more was that it was not the technological armor like the two before!
The golden and beautiful hilt ring is entwined with dreamy hazy forest light spots,
With an air of ethereal mystery and a brilliant brilliance like her long hair, the silver-white sword, which is larger and wider than ordinary Western swords, is covered with mysterious patterns.
This splendid and gorgeous sword was swept across by Osphia's fierce hand.
All the collapsed smoke and dust dissipated in front of her!
The two-handed sword that does not match her figure gives her an irreplaceable look with a prayer staff. She is not a weak clergy nun but the majestic figure of a Vatican arbitration knight!
"Are you surprised? Or are you surprised why I was able to put two mysterious items into the Arcane Box?"
Holding a brilliant sword that was completely incompatible with her temperament, Osphia looked at Fang Ran who was holding a Tang sword, her eyes were cold and her voice was cold as she spoke:
"I originally only provided support and assistance to others in this national war, so I chose the arcane prayer staff. In order to be fair to your night game, I put this sword in the arcane box..."
Standing on a busy cross street in London, the figure in a platinum dress raised a brilliant sword,
As if swearing a duel, the young man in a black suit pointed straight at the ruins, holding a Tang sword,
The twists and turns, the ups and downs of the stage battle, this moment is unforgettable and will stay in your heart.
"It's my exclusive weapon - the Forest of Elves!"
What's more surprising to everyone is that this time even Fangran opened his eyes slightly in surprise.
The next second, Osphia raised the sword hilt high and let it go, letting it be entangled and submerged by countless elves' air currents while looking directly into Fangran's heart and thinking silently.
/The forest of dreams that does not exist in the world/Elf elements echoing with laughter/Walking through the corridor path surrounded by the mist of the stream/Flying over the water of the waterfall and flowers/
Watching the airflow of dazzling purple, bright red, emerald green, red gold and other colors reverberate and dance in front of Osphia,
He danced for her as if she were a living being, blowing her hair and kissing her beautiful face.
Then we welcome the forest of elves above that is submerged in magnificent colors, as if opening the door to something coming!
"Is this..."
In the viewing room, even the same party did not know that she had such an ability.
Thinking of something, I couldn't help but glance at the woman with long platinum hair next to me. The handsome young man with blond hair pointed at the screen in disbelief and opened his mouth in shock.
"Almost like an urban legend, it is said that among the various forms of weapons exclusive to participants, they are also the rarest type..."
In the night game viewing room, even if there is no sound coming from the virtual screen,
But my own ability seemed to hear the sound of some kind of creature waking up. I recalled the information on the night network intelligence interface that had no supporting evidence and was almost like a rumor.
Su Xing couldn't help but murmured in surprise.
/O Lord of the ancient forest who guards this dreamland/Answer my call/
"Exclusive weapons for biological forms!?"
/Come and attack!/
As if to confirm the speculations that everyone exclaimed, the moment Osphia's beautiful blue eyes looked at Fang Ran with a coldness,
The splendid and gorgeous long sword was no longer there, but instead appeared behind her, a giant phantom beast that had the illusion of being out of this world, a majestic and beautiful posture, and was unquestionably powerful!!!
"Woo..."
The silver-white soft mane has the same golden lines as the sword hilt, guarding behind the slender figure, moving with a sense of pressure as if looking at prey, slightly lowering his head and whimpering for breath,
Then...
"Roar--------!"
The roaring air burst out and rushed towards Fangran, forcing him to raise his arms to shield his eyes. At the same time, the flying sand and rocks on the ruins lifted up his suit and tie frantically.
The phantom beast Silver Wolf, the lord of the forest that protects a certain elven forest that no longer exists in the world,
