Faina stood dazed on the battlefield, holding Funiya, and felt soone tugging at her from behind. She turned her head and saw the red-haired girl with a ponytail looking at her seriously: "Don't stand here, it's too dangerous."
Without waiting for a response, she pulled her back.
"Qian!?"
"Sister Qian."
Qian lovingly patted Funiya's head and said to Faina, "Co with , you can't interfere in the Lord's battle, and the area here might be affected soon."
"What the heck, he only had the courage to go up because of the Sword Saint, wasn't he just as scared of that woman as we were earlier?" Faina replied indignantly, but then noticed Qian glaring at her angrily and dared not continue.
"Sister Qian, look over there—" Funiya tugged on Qian's sleeve.
The ponytailed girl was slightly stunned and looked up in confusion.
Brand said he would use the Golden Magic Tree to absorb the Power of Nature from an area. He obviously couldn't plant the Golden Magic Tree in actual combat, but achieving a specific effect would suffice.
At this mont, Andesa and phisto were engaged in mid-air combat. After several exchanges, the Lord Withering, transford into an Evil Dragon, held a significant strength advantage, but phisto, leveraging his skill, remained temporarily undefeated. Both noticed Brand and Veronica on the ground, but Andesa slyly avoided letting phisto shift the battlefield to the ground to prevent being flanked.
"Your helpers are useless," Andesa mocked.
phisto ignored her as he had no ti to respond, plus his calm gaze showed his disdain for the need to answer. His response was in the form of his giant sword, thrusting forward, with a Sword Qi of a hundred ters forming a grey Sword Blade.
Andesa snorted, turning her massive body mid-air to dodge the strike's edge. Her steel-scaled wing swatted phisto's sword off course, then she reached out a claw aiming for his head.
Simultaneously, she attempted to create a small thunderstorm behind phisto, aiming to use the Five Rings Spell to cut off his retreat.
Andesa's claws were swift and harsh; if they connected, phisto's head would likely turn into a ragged sack. But then she discovered her spell was a step slow, as the human Sword Saint managed to dodge through a gap.
What's going on?
Andesa was startled and suddenly noticed her stamina and Magic Power flow had slowed ever so slightly. Even the slightest change in Magic Power flow can alert any spellcaster. She looked down and imdiately saw Brand's little maneuver below.
It's not appropriate to call it a little maneuver.
Because Brand was letting Blood flow from his wrist, trickling onto the shrubs on the ground. As he moved forward, the shrubs frantically grew, forming a black ribbon.
The Golden Tree!
Andesa didn't consider why Brand knew the Golden Tree's secret at first, but she was well aware of its effect on disrupting the Power of Nature. She was both shocked and angry, imdiately abandoning phisto to dive down with spread wings.
At this mont, Brand and Veronica heard a sharp scream and suddenly felt darkness above their heads. They looked up to see a dark cloud pressing down.
Veronica's expression darkened, imdiately drawing her Sword to stand in front of Brand.
Yet on the other side, phisto wouldn't let Andesa change her target so easily. Although he didn't know what Brand was doing, he distinctly felt Andesa's previous spell slow down a line before. Observing the creature's reaction, he deduced it must be related to the young man below.
phisto had no ti to think further. Pressing his lips, he imdiately turned his Longsword, stabbing towards the exposed back of Andesa.
"Begone, damn pest! Dark Lightning!" The Shepherd Tree Man's Lord Withering roared in fury, with sheets of black Lightning appearing around her body. These Lightning streaked through the Space at her command, with a few striking phisto's Sword Blade precisely.
Sutherland's Sword Saint felt a numbness in his hand, with imnse force coming from the sword, nearly loosening his grip. The Lightning's force was peculiar, not the typical paralysis effect of ordinary Thunder, but rather a burning pain that cut to the core.
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