The Amber Sword

The fighting is almost over when the fog is out in the forest. The sudden attack by the young men of the Human Guard did initially have some unexpected effects on Madala's advance army, but when Kabbas assembled a higher level of death, the battle was soon clear.

Silence in the woods...

“Lord Kabbas.” The pale Dead Wizard apprentice pressed his hand against his chest and paid tribute to the tall skull in front of him.

“I thought you maggots wouldn't come to see me, Roscoe. ”

The flaming bear in the orbit of the brass armored skeleton general burned, his feet forked apart on a pile of corpses, one hand grabbing his double-edged battle axe, one hand pressed against his knee, looking down high at this thin apprentice, full of contempt.

Dark lords and spiritual magicians have always hated each other, this time united under the call of mercury wands, but only in the face of divinity. As for the descendants, who had always maintained their circles and rarely participated in Madara's affairs - a country that had lived for centuries in such a divided environment - it was not until recently that darkness, like smoke clouds, broke out of its solid shell.

These are the words of the prophecies of the witches and coincide with the revelations of Goddess Elaine concerning the ‘spread of darkness in the East'. Everyone, whether dark lords, sorcerers of the dead or descendants, believes that this era is coming to an end and that the new era will be opened by Madara.

Roscoe laughed, and Kabbas was the leader of one of Tagus's men, and he was just a small squadron captain, and the gap could not be counted. The only reason this bone skeleton could be taught was because his advance team had taken the wind of the entire border army. With 300 skeletons and more than 20 corpse witches to destroy the Bucchi Guard, the design of the all-you-camp Self-Defense Regiment allowed Kabbas to drive straight in, and finally cooperated with the other side to destroy the Bucchi Guard. Such a battle can be described as glorious.

According to the tradition of Madara, the vanguards of the army are generally used to deplete the enemy's viable ashes and, at worst, even to procrastinate and cushion. Such advance teams are made up of skeleton soldiers and junior corpse witches, and the Eruin side can easily crumble with a third of the size of a guard.

In Tagus' plan, Roscoe was just a piece of chess used to disrupt the cloth, and the real assault arrows were Kabbas on the side and Wesa the ‘Corpse’ - but the one-eyed vampire commander did not expect this Death Master apprentice named Roscoe to give him a big surprise. Just as he didn't expect a big mistake on the right wing from Wesa the 'ghost’. The battlefield was always full of variables, and even good commanders could not take precedence, especially since Tagus was known for his steadfastness.

But this wizard apprentice, who was born of a humble dead spirit, does not know his future path at this moment, and naturally he will not cross his lips. Instead, Kabbath's words were more like an honor to him, and all the spiritual wizards were the ones who were right in the direction, but raised his identity in phase.

He glanced at the cold line of black warriors behind Kabbas, some envied him. He scraped a lot of good things during the invasion, but most of them were to be handed over, and the rest were not enough to arouse a black warrior. I heard that Qingcun has a cathedral knight's grave, which is the best carrier, but it is now Kabbas territory.

Too bad, but never mind. There will be opportunities in the future, and this time Madala is here to reap the benefits, an opportunity that all generals have looked to.

And he thought about it, and he said, "Lord Kabbas, a couple of missed mice are heading north. Nor do we see the refugees that we saw yesterday afternoon, and I suspect that they are fighting to the west, and that their large forces are heading north into Dagger Beach. ”

That's enough. To the north is the Zone of Control of 'Corpse Ghost' Wesa, and if he wants to go and retrieve those ‘living materials', or at least split a cup, he has to nod the 'Reaper’. His small squadron captain could not afford that responsibility.

But Kabbas was no fool, and he looked at this little sorcerer apprentice, and suddenly realized that this guy's motive was impure, and he couldn't help but adjust his jaw to make a clicking noise: “What good would I get if you wanted me to go into a conflict with Wesa's bald roof? Little maggots. ”

“Is it not enough to further expand your power, my lord? ”

“Huh, it's just a bunch of people. I'm not interested in weak bone skeletons. ”

“I heard that there was a veteran of the November war in Butch's guard unit, the captain of those humans. ”

The flame flashed in Kabbas' eyes: "No loss, cheap Wesana boy. ”

Roscoe sighed and knew his persuasion was a failure. He looked up and wanted to say goodbye, after all, he and Kabbas were not part of a system, and he would not have come if it hadn't been for this - don't look, Kabbas the Shinigami was the commander in the army, but as a member of the Sovereign Wizard of the Death, his advance team could have ignored its orders at all.

But it was at this time that his heart shook slightly and he couldn't bear to look south.

The tall skeletons also look in that direction —— their gaze through the forest, in which direction they fall in the shadows of the mountains.

What a powerful magic reaction--

“It's Xavier Hill Trail.” Kabbas sniffed in the air as if he could smell magic coming from the direction of the Pine River.

Roscoe didn't answer because he immediately felt a stronger wave of magic coming from that direction.

What's wrong with that golden demon tree? Such a strong reaction could be felt by any wizard decades away, and suddenly he was worried that the magicians of the Legion of White Beans in the direction of Lidenburg would not discover anything.

“We'd better send some men out first, Lord Kabbas. ”

“Hmm, you don't have to say I know. Our dead creatures are much stronger than you feel about magic. When you become a demon, it's not too late to teach me. ”

Roscoe smiles.

* * * * * * * * *

Brando, with Freya and Roman, drilled out of a rugged rock crevice on the cliff, and he immediately made a gesture to stop them, and from there it could be seen that the entire inner valley outside - between the bare mountains, a gray rock recessed downwards, sharp stone asparagus protruding the ground - was so quietly rooted in the middle of a cracked valley by a giant golden oak tree that opened a leaf.

This is a forbidden orchard.

The golden demon tree absorbs the earth's nutrients and free magic factors, and the earth withers away, creating such a landscape when the earth's elements, which have lost their attachment, rise into the air. Brando raised his head and sank over the entire valley, as if it were a black cloud, which was also due to an imbalance of elemental power.

Because of the breakdown of the local elements, it attracts a large number of other elements to converge here, resulting in an unusually chaotic order of the elements here. The elemental order was set by Martha at the time of her creation and was controlled by the Elf King of the Quartet, but order was not necessarily stable, just like everything the Golden Tree did - artificial factors often disrupted the environment.

That year in this valley, the power caused by the anomalous elements of the elements would be suppressed by 30%, because at the beginning of this reason, there was hardly any team that would accommodate the elements -- a history that the elements used to call a three-year history of blood tears. And then, of course, this professional alien protruded, and that was the last word.

Roman and Freya looked at the evil golden demon tree, and they had only heard such a creature in bedside stories before. I didn't expect to see it with their own eyes one day, and there was some suspicion in their dreams.

And the beauty of the golden demon tree presents a strong visual conflict with the cool surrounding it, as if you saw a reality illusion, full of fantasy colors.

“So, what's that?” Freya couldn't help but ask a little.

“Beautiful, Brando, isn't that the golden apple tree in the myth story? Those monsters are the guards of this tree, right? I had no idea there was such a beautiful creature in such an environment! ”

“That's an oak tree, Roman.” The future martial arts goddess sighed.

“I, of course I know. It's just a golden oak tree!” The businesswoman raised her eyebrows and hastily defended herself.

“Don't be confused by its beauty, it should be the most dangerous creature you've ever seen. No, it should be a monster.” Brando's eyes searched the valley carefully, and he quickly found a demon tree patrol, and those monsters dressed in vines were slowly moving between rough rocky surfaces -

This is consistent with his memory in the game.

“Monster? ”

“Well, the monsters we met before were born of it. ”

“How?” Freya couldn't help but stare.

But she and Roman also saw the Demon Tree Patrol, but now they're not too nervous about these monsters. Along the way, the three of them had already dealt with the servants of these golden demon trees too many times, and Brando himself had earned 65 more points of experience and obtained a tree crystal from an adult demon tree man.

This thing is a manufacturing material in the game, but I just don't know how the world's production skills are calculated. In short, I will put it on my body first with the idea of ready guidance.

But he found that Freya and Roman had also grown conspicuously in the battle, especially the future goddess of martial arts, whose strength and ingenuity had risen rapidly - several battles had come down to the level of a guard cadet. It's just that Brando still doesn't know how they got the experience, which on the face of it seems much slower than he did.

Because of a high-ranking monster like the Tree Man, it is logical to say that killing a few Freya pure militiamen should be promoted to several levels, but in fact he feels that even his second professional mercenary has not risen rapidly.

That's a little confusing.

Of course, let go of all doubts at this moment, because they have more important things to do. If the golden demon tree finds them first and then brings back the withered beast outside, there won't be much time left for them. Brando had previously calculated in the game that they had up to fifteen minutes from the start of the battle to the arrival of the first shrivelers, which coincided with a life cycle of the Holy Sword, and if they could not finish off the Golden Demon Tree by then, they would have to consider running away.

But Brando didn't think about going to war right away, not saying how to solve the Demon Tree Patrol, and he had another question to answer himself.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look at the other side on a higher cliff.

“Wait here for me, don't let them find you.” He turned back and said.

“Brando? ”

……

(PS. Come on, come on, move on)