The Amber Sword

Fifty golden flames lit in an instant. The pungent columns of light are like spiritual armor around the body of the Lord of the Dead in a burning steel stream. A wave of ripples shakes away, and the light dots splash, collapse, or shift like splashes of water. But spiritual armor was also fading, collapsing, the temperature had risen sharply to deflect the light, Kabbas' face had twisted behind the vaporized airflow, and the spiritual armor had finally collapsed at that moment.

“Madara! ”

The roar of the Lord of the Dead echoed in the night sky, and the pillars of light flashed three times beneath the night.

“Martha, come on, that idiot...”

In the alley, Roscoe's soul fire reflected the gorgeous golden thread beneath the night, and he couldn't help biting his teeth and cursing, then slowly slipped against the wall.

He shook his head and thought he was a genius.

……

Golden eyes squinted slightly as she raised her head white. He dropped a corpse on his hand like a toy and felt a strong spiritual junction: the seal rocked, but there should not be a stronger presence on the battlefield than he was, and the Black Knight doubted, his eyes flashed a deep light.

But at that moment, everyone on the battlefield felt a heartbeat that swept across the battlefield instantly, from front to back. Even the soul fires of the emotionless Skull Soldiers shake for a moment, and all men and dead spirits turn back consciously.

Eyes, or the burning soul fire in the orbit of a black hole, look in a direction.

The fighting stopped.

Sheesh, full of blood, climbed up from the ground, and she crossed her fist and wiped a drop of blood down her chin, with a residual stubbornness deep in her amber eyes; but she also felt that clear palpitation and heard a crisp breaking in her heart.

‘Clicking’ sounds like something's broken.

She raised her head and found that the junction over her head was crumbling, dispersing, and then falling; huge pieces, like black shadows, melted in the air and made a thrilling 'raving' sound.

The Horseman of the Dead snorted low on the other side.

Pressing his chest in shock - someone forcibly broke his boundaries - is impossible! The Dead Soul General of one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse feels that his soul fire has condensed into a cold flame. There can be no one on this battlefield with more absolute power than him! But his golden eyes immediately reflected a halo.

It's a spot of light that emerges from the darkness and passes at low altitude--

Everybody's a jerk.

Their eyes move as these light points move, and as they whistle across the top of each head, everyone turns consciously at that moment. And so they saw, for a moment, these light dots became incredibly pungent in the middle of the sky.

The breath of holiness is converging.

Then they heard a voice: "Dragon Cavalry, Attack -! ”

The first light appeared, as if it had pierced the darkness and descended from the sky. The nearest mercenary turned around and saw the light breaking through three skull throwers from the skull, chest and pelvis. At that moment, as if time were still, the young mercenary slightly opened her mouth, but the three skulls had fallen apart.

Then there's the second beam, the third beam of light--

The light dots flashed in the middle of the sky, and the light gradually became dense, as if it were a rain of light. The rain of God descended from the sky, but between breaths, the skull throwers belonging to the 'Bone Spine' Legion had been extinguished with a slice of ash, two rounds of attack, and the skull throwers standing outside the line of defense actually had only a few sparse pulls left.

The mercenaries immediately shouted:

“Martha on! ”

“Kill these filthy beings! ”

Kronsia also watched the scene with a single hand in front of Fania to protect the little girl and was delighted. But even so, he couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat and look at his similarly pale deputy. They distinguished that voice from the beginning, that of the young man.

I just didn't think he had the ability to do that.

Now he finally figured out what to do, and the silver-haired middle-aged man pulled out his sword decisively and waved forward: "Brothers, attack! Don't waste your time! ”

With a roar, the battle has finally changed...

And it was only then that White returned to God from the earliest shock that the Eye of the Horseman of the Dead fell one step outside the battlefield. But this time it saw only two holy angels splitting the fog and killing themselves, left and right. The angel flickered his wings at an alarming rate, and the snowy sword instantly stabbed under his eyes. But the Black Knight couldn't move, his right hand raised the sickle to the left and right point, and the 'bang bang' swept them straight out, leaving only a piece of white feather to dance.

White doesn't feel a little relaxed, because the vast magic in the air is converging.

He raised his head and saw several light edges above his head. These edges of light instantly form a mega-cube dozens of meters long and wide, and then quickly form and materialize, turning into a boulder that knocks him down. A loud bang, a big earthquake, a boulder dropped, and the battlefield was littered with smoke.

Material Conversion, Law Existence, High Ring Law Wizard!

The Sovereign Knight climbed up from one side of the ground, staring dead behind the fog. But by the time the fog separated, the battlefield had been filled with shouts of killing, mercenaries attacking the mercury lagoon, and the noble private soldiers of Groudin, who had lost their spiritual support, had collapsed beneath the suppression of the Dragon Cavalry system; the Dead Spirit's leader, holding a black giant sickle, watched the cowardly humans flee from him one by one, and on the battlefield it seemed that a flood had struck the entire front and collapsed in his direction. At that moment, the building will lean, and the air will tremble with huge, painful groans.

But he had one last chance to see Brando standing on the other side of the battlefield, with his white eyes splitting apart.

Those flying light balls must be cleared, but he doesn't have that much time, and there's reason to believe who's controlling those weird things dominates the battlefield at this moment. However, if you kill that young man, all the problems will be solved and the balance of the battlefield will tilt towards your side.

He snorted cold and had leveled the giant sickle in his hand.

But Brando also saw at first sight the black knight among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, an old opponent who, like the white he had seen in the past, had not changed at all, or dressed in what he thought was a very ‘pushy' line. But the Black Knight of this time should not have obtained the blood of evil dragons, and it is much easier to deal with it. He smiled for a moment - the catcher captured the king first - like a black knight who had always been very confident in his abilities and speed.

But Baek did not expect his intentions to have been seen through, he saw Charles standing behind the young noblemen with a scepter, followed by Tiger Sparrow, Wild Elf Sisters and other members of the Lubis mercenary corps. When the two holy angels flew back, they also landed right and left beside Brando as if they were close guards. The Black Knight has never heard of anyone who only uses the people of heaven as his escort. The combination was quite powerful, but in his view it was not without opportunities.

Then it moved for nothing, and the shadow flashed, and the Black Knight flashed three times on the battlefield as if it were a shadow. Each time, it crossed a distance of nearly 100 meters. It was just that Brando wasn't too busy, and he thought, and the dragon cavalry system in the sky was suddenly rearranged in a different way, and they immediately turned their guns and pointed them at an area - one shot at the other.

The chaotic golden columns of light hit the ground together, as if a golden forest had suddenly emerged on the street for a moment. Dragon cavalry systems do not even need to be targeted at all, and quantities are sufficient to compensate for their precise defects. Under the cover of arrows, even the top black knights of gold dare not expose themselves to as many as ten or even more silver strikes per second, anywhere. He had to strike back with a sickle as he proceeded, a black arc scattered light rain in the opposite direction, and instantly erased seven or eight windy spiders.

Holy Sword cards can provide silver strength attack power to the bonded cards in a paid state, but they do not affect the ability of others, and even wind spiders that fail to reach the power of black iron are as vulnerable as paper in the face of a golden attack.

Just wanting to pursue it further, he found that the scattered light points in the sky had already spread and then opened fire around him far away. And when he started moving again, they assembled to suppress him with powerful fire. Except for the first hit, which was a little cheap, for a while the Black Knight found himself less than half-baked, and his speed inevitably dropped.

Raise your head white and for the first time feel that every move you make is at each other's discretion.

On the other hand, the dragon cavalry system flexibly fights in such a way as to gaze at tigers and other people, and Charles is a highly unpredictable look while seriously explaining to them: "… So there are three indicators that are always present in a game: skill, equipment, and attributes. As you can see, this is the embodiment of Lord Lord's skill and equipment superiority, and of course Lord Lord has told me —— Charles, when you look through these three indicators, one of them will always help you, and if you are going to grow up to be a great master one day, you must thank me for telling you this secret. ”

He nodded and said incorrectly: "Now that I have become an archmage, I can see that I am very grateful to the Lord for telling me this secret. ”

The elf's sister couldn't help laughing.

“Charles," Brando grinds his teeth: "You'd better join the fight...”

“Of course, Lord, I'm preparing a spell,” Charles replied immediately, "but Lord, I see a lot of aristocratic militiamen —— wait, what does that crest seem to have to do with Count Denel? ”

“That's exactly what makes the Denel family. ”

“Another Count? So, my lord, are you offending the nobility again?” The young wizard was astonished: "Martha, my lord, I bet your previous life must have been a bitter, vengeful man. ”

“It doesn't matter, according to you, we were hanged two times last time," Brando answered in disgust as he kept giving orders for the Dragon Cavalry system, "and this time the big deal was that they just dragged us out and hung us again. ”

“That's true. ”

Charles picked out the eyebrows.

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