Amber Sword

"You..." Williams immediately understood what was going on. The other party had clearly anticipated his approach and had thrown a crystal that would explode at his feet—though he had never seen a Dissolution Crystal before, he could deduce what it was from everything that had happened.

But what puzzled him was how the opponent guessed he would attack from that side.

This was also Aotarilyse’s confusion.

This Wind Elf Sister couldn’t help but say in Brand’s mind, "What you just did was impressive. Back then when I... the Wind Queen fought that guy Ghert, we often dodged his Flash Sword using the Wind Queen’s Nine Luminaries. But how did you guess he would attack from your left side?"

"Because he’s left-handed," Brand replied. Others might not know Williams well, but he did. He had fought this guy countless times for the sake of avenging the Princess.

"You... you are really sly, Brand."

"That’s because you taught me well, teacher."

"I never taught you these things."

"Jiu Feng has an old saying, ’A master leads you to the door; the rest is up to you.’" Brand smiled slightly.

"..." Aotarilyse was speechless.

Brand was bantering with Aotarilyse, but that didn’t mean he underestimated Williams. In fact, just when the explosion occurred, he immediately set down the Princess and swiftly retreated. "Mr. Brand!" Princess Griffine exclaimed, watching as Brand and Williams instantly distanced themselves from the crowd, with the deputy commander of the Holy Temple Knights quickly on Brand’s tail, but this time Medphis stepped in to block him.

Meanwhile, Brand laid down the third Rise once more.

The Ecroian Weaver and Nightmare Furnace Construct reset once again, and simultaneously, the deck filtering from the Lightning Storm and Rise casting allowed him to draw two more Dawns, and to his delight—

he drew back Anrud’s Holy Ring which had been shuffled back into the deck.

It was time.

Brand looked up.

Williams had already swept away Medphis with his sword, sending the Vampire Lady like a meteor into the forest, kicking up a cloud of dust. The gap between Law Peak and Side of Truth was just too large.

Williams withdrew his sword, watching Brand, with no one left between them.

At the same moment, Andreg finally met his end under the assault of ten Holy Temple Knights in mid-air. Three sharp swords pierced into this Vampire Princess’s chest almost simultaneously, but Andreg, with his last bit of strength, made a hand strike at the neck of an unsuspecting female Templar amidst everyone’s shock.

A rain of blood.

Both of Andreg’s and that Templar’s blood slowly descended from above.

"The second," the Vampire Princess calmly said, as the soul fire in Andreg’s eyes seemed to fade away in an instant, and then closed his eyes.

His skin appeared as snow white as frost, serene as a true princess.

Nine Templars passed over his falling body from the sky.

Further up, the Flame Temple fleet was engaged in fierce battle with the Black Tower Wizards.

Black square towers and three warships were exchanging arrows, explosions, and even magic in a spectacle, with the layers of magic shields outside the towers and warships shining with the brightest and most dazzling light, as countless attacks exploded on them every moment.

Southern Legion’s Flying Dragon Cavalry joined the fray once more.

Northda gripped the dragon spear tightly set on the saddle, with wind and rain accompanying him, and around him, more Flying Dragon Knights soared in the skies. Each flying dragon bore a blurred face on its back, a face he vaguely remembered belonging to someone from the Southwind Legion, without a name, yet making history.

The fleet of the Cruz people once again adjusted their direction, with bright fire explosions occurring among the Flying Dragon Knights, causing the giant beasts to plunge from the sky.

But more Flying Dragon Knights pierced through the dense barrage, as North screamed orders for the Flying Dragon Knights to ascend. The Cruz people had no choice but to activate the green Magic Protection Shield, allowing the dragons to sweep over them, and the first wave of Flying Dragon Knights immediately dropped Dissolution Crystals the size of fists.

Dazzling light formed a pure white halo in mid-air, and after the Escort Ship ’Taylor’s’ shield flickered ten times, it shattered like glass; then a fireball exploded on its side, causing the floating battleship to begin tilting to one side, with its magic turbine soon arcing and then exploding due to overload, followed by a munitions explosion, sending a huge fireball spewing from the ship while it slowly capsized and descended, finally crashing into the ranks of the Northern Alliance.

Another escort ship, the ’Gigude’, was in slightly better condition, but there too the ship was exuding bright flames.

Only the Empire’s flagship ’Perran’ remained steady in the wind and rain, with its flagship-level Magic Protection Shield almost motionless under the impact of the Dissolution Crystals—though it was also perilously close under attack from the Black Tower Wizards.

But at that time—

A tremor-inducing rumble suddenly came from within the clouds, like a giant beast traveling above them. High on the Black Tower, Highland Knight Commander Bunide’s expression changed slightly as he looked in that direction.

Then he saw a red dot.

Soon more red dots appeared in the sky. One, two, three—more than twenty red circles unfurled simultaneously beneath the black clouds, as a golden red giant fleet’s shadow in the rain began transforming into reality.

A massive fleet was entering the battlefield.

Finally, after the vanguard fleet of the Flame Temple, their main fleet had arrived on the battlefield.

All the wizards on the Black Tower ceased their spellcasting actions at that moment, as the Southern Legion’s Flying Dragon Cavalry Battalion in mid-air was thrown into panic and were hastily retreating.

The Cruz Empire’s Kenuolia Second Fleet entered the scene.

...

Brand had not yet noticed everything happening overhead, as the nine Templars descended beside him. In front of him, Deputy Commander Williams of the Flame Temple Knights raised his longsword, with golden Law Threads once again stretching out behind him as he advanced, leaving a trail of fire.

"Descendant of Darus, any last words before you die?"

"Williams," Brand suddenly spoke seriously, "If the Temple could truly act on its words, perhaps things wouldn’t have come to this. But if you had a chance to do it all over again, would you still make the same choice?"

"If you’re thinking of begging, it’s already too late," the deputy commander of the Templars replied with a frosty face.

"No," Brand smiled, "I just wanted to say, good luck."

What did that mean?

Williams was slightly taken aback.

In that moment—

Brand played two more Dawns.

Light Element Pool: 33/50

Dark Element Pool: 43/60

The Nightmare Furnace Construct was copied for the fourth time, while simultaneously, the counter on the Desperate Trojan finally reached forty.

Brand tapped the Desperate Trojan, and its abnormal ability "When tapped, and with the conditions fulfilled, place the cards removed from play onto the battlefield" activated.

And now, the cards Brand had removed from play included: Radiant Martyr, Vampire Baron, two Guardians of Defeat, and—

the Life Holy Scripture.

A golden sword light slashed straight at him, but the glow from Anrudu Holy Ring lit up again, "Cycle achieved," Brand smiled again under the pure white Light Shield, "Good luck, Williams."

Thought Acceleration was triggered, and he began the next draw phase.

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