The Amber Sword

In the early morning, the first rays of dawn broke through the sky and Valhalla ushered in a new day.

Guardian Ryans stood on a tall wall, gazing at the vast expanse of land covered in the mist of the morning, and once again sighed at the legend of his great monarch. Started out with nothing and fought for ten years to achieve the Lord's name of Hervé.

Suddenly, a distant tsunami broke Ryans' meditation, the mist scattered, and a giant raptor flew like electricity to the head of the city, falling into the tallest tower with a flutter of wings. The Raptor lit green light and began to contract sharply. The feathers covering his entire body turned into a robe filled with flying feathers. The green light dissipated and an oily middle-aged man appeared on his face. Only to see him seriously strike the clock hanging from the tower floor. As the low and muffled bells echoed in this castle, Ryans knew that the brutal war had begun again...

Half an hour later, with the sound of gaga, the castle suspension bridge in Valhalla began to descend slowly, accompanied by a burst of shouting, running in front of the championship knights riding the Anlek Horse, the knights in full armour representing the greatest legend of Valhalla, who followed the glorious man around the battle and spread glory all over Eruin, and now they will be shields, swords, to cast new legends.

Immediately behind the knight is a huge statue of stainless steel, whose radiant body and thick arms under the sun show the maker's infinite pursuit of power, and whose flanks are long-gun heavy infantry and long-armed forest archers, who look serious, battle neat and silent.

At this time, the shadows that fly through the sky shield the sun and look up. Druids, who control the giant Chimera beast, have taken off. They circle the city like loyal air guards, and the giant beast growls from time to time, causing riders to scold. At that time, a loud roar sounded, and everyone stopped moving, looking at the same place as if they were expecting something.

Finally, accompanied by a strong cyclone rolling from the ground, a huge air battleship slowly rose from the city, blazing flames, silver and white hulls, with the beauty of the fluid and human aspirations to the sky, flying towards the vast sky, at this moment everyone held their breath and was only tempted by the crystallization of human civilization.

On a wide bridge, people standing in shapes * *, witches of Buga, wizards of the Black Forest, knights of the Silver Elves, hidden Druids, from different places, of different faiths, but with the same faith, gathered by a knight. At this moment, they look soberly at the figure at the forefront.

It was a knight who focused on A, the strong wind in front of him made his cape ho ho ho, but he couldn't take a step back. The sun plated a Phnom Penh all over him, so that no one could see him clearly, but when the light looked at the back, you could feel a sense of serenity and peace. It was a kind of silent perseverance and thickness, as if standing with him, you had endless courage. It is only with this temperament that these people can follow faithfully and follow a path full of thorns and blood.

The Knight King slowly pulled out of his arms a book depicting gold symbols, gently crossed the book ridge with his fingers, and eventually parked somewhere, and said: "Destiny Card, Immortal Alliance, [Platinum Angel], summoning!” The voice had just fallen, the wind was raging, and the roaring sound of the giant beast had disappeared, as if it had been cut off by life, and at that moment everything was trapped in stillness, quiet and even letting one feel only natural breathing.

The next moment, the golden flames spread on the bridge, the divine atmosphere began to converge, a pure white column of light broke through the thick clouds and descended on the warships in the air, as if they were melting into the light and were listed above heaven with the chants of the holy singing.

In that sky filled with holy light, the white wings slowly unfolded behind this lord, and a holy figure appeared with scattered light feathers. The Lord's heart echoed a saying: "An angel of platinum has arrived and his health is locked.” At this moment, he looks forward, but his gaze has passed through the mountain river, as if he could see in that dark country, frost spreading over the earth, white skeleton sea all over the mountains, death and sorrow circulating, the living spirit screaming.

He drew his long sword in the light, facing the sun and yelling: "Gentlemen, let me go! ”

The sword shines brightly, and the sword is inscribed with the following words: "Our faith is cast on the stars. ”