The Amber Sword

The sound of water dripping through the darkness.

Brando's eyelids moved and finally woke up from a pitch-black environment where he couldn't see his fingers. He felt the silence surrounding him, as if he had returned to the heavens and earth before the beginning.

After moaning, his consciousness gradually became clearer, and he subconsciously opened his property panel and looked at it - Brando finally felt a little relieved when the unseen green light screen appeared in the dark empty-handed.

The condition shows that there are no fractures, no internal injuries, not even very large wounds, only some abrasions and shocks.

He realized that he was worried too much and that the strength of his body after entering the gold realm was certainly not covered.

But the surroundings are still dark, and no light, if perceived any higher, can be seen in complete darkness. However, he imagined taking out the fluorescent gems, but immediately discovered that a large amount of heavy earth was pressed against him so that he could not move - Brando remembered the scene that had been hit by the front of these collapsed stones, which was the main cause of his coma.

But he couldn't help but be glad that if he had been replaced by ordinary people, he would have been lucky to have escaped, but at this moment he would have been suffocated to death.

But then again, if he was just an ordinary man, he'd probably be dead in Butch.

After taking a breath, Brando expands his arms outward, and more than a hundred energy-grade forces immediately rock the earth and roll it down. Then he tried it again, and with an explosion of power, he finally broke down the dirt on him.

As soon as he broke free of the bondage, Brando patted himself on the sand and stood up, but he subconsciously rubbed his forehead and felt a chill on his hand. Suddenly, he pulled out the fluorescent gem, and under the pale light he saw all the blood on his hands.

“Shit.”

Brando whispered and then looked around - the situation outside relieved him that the tunnel did not completely seal off the passage after it collapsed, leaving him at least one way out.

That passage is on the other side of the mine, and the torch on the rock wall is long gone, and the black hole doesn't know where it leads. And at this moment, the surrounding environment has changed dramatically, and Brando can't tell the north-east from north-west.

He was about to lift the stone and shine it over there, and suddenly he heard a moan coming from behind him.

Brando stunned for a moment and remembered everything that happened before the earthquake.

Turning back, I saw the girl from the Grey Wolf mercenary group lying quietly in the rubble on the other side. Sy closed her eyes, her pointed face pale as paper under pale light, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but rarely reflecting a quiet and soft beauty.

But young people don't care about this beauty right now, they notice the blood coming from the other person's forehead. This is somewhat abnormal. God would have made the body much stronger than humans, and it is only logical that Sydney should not suffer this kind of skin trauma.

Suddenly he thought of a bad guess, so he slowly walked over to the other side and squatted, reaching out and touching the girl's forehead.

Hot.

Brando's head jumped slightly, and he let go of his palm and saw a hidden black pattern hidden beneath the girl's pale forehead under a circle of halo, growing along her cheek.

This means that Sy's own will is fighting God's blood, and every time she is in a coma, it is a serious test for her.

Brando thought about it, took out the bag, poured some water in his palm, and took out the crystal that had injected God's blood and put it on the other person's forehead:

“Sy?”

“Wake up! ”

Brando shouted twice, relieving him that the girl's eyelids had finally moved under the light and opened up. The pupils in her eyes seemed initially covered in a dreadful layer of black and red, but recovered soon afterwards.

Become a pair of ambers burning with flames.

The kind of flame that burns seems to be the power of life, symbolizing a resilient will.

“Sy?”

Sy started off with a bit of a trance and then reacted. She looked at Brando confused, and asked weakly: "Legion... leader... Ike...? ”

“It's me." Brando put away the crystal and replied.

The red-haired girl hesitated for a moment: "... Lord?” Then she closed her eyes quietly, and she faintly remembered having a nightmare before.

In her dreams, she dreamed that she was buried under a blood-red tree, which had its roots tied into her body, and the reddish roots entangled her to draw blood constantly, but she could not move at all.

This is not the first time she's had such a dream, but this time it was particularly clear that she was feeling a little uneasy, subconsciously thinking that this nightmare might have something to do with the blood of God in her body.

“Yes, how? Is that okay?" Brando saw Sy close her eyes and asked with some concern.

The red-haired girl moved and immediately groaned. She felt that her leg should have been injured and looked down and found a long wound there, stained with blood from the robe and stained red.

Her heart was slightly tightened, and the rocks, though sharp, were not enough to harm people like them - not to mention the fact that they were gods, and that the body's resilience, resistance and resilience even exceeded Brando's.

It's not normal.

Sydney's faint anxiety intensified and she subconsciously tried to sit up, but the pain immediately caused her to 'hiss’ and lie back. The girl lay on the floor and gasped, her forehead was full of cold sweat, but at this moment she didn't seem to feel any pain, but her heart was just another thought:

Where's your strength?

She clearly remembers that she possessed the power of gold because she became an angel of God, and that's what the lord said?

But Sy just felt powerless, a feeling she hadn't experienced in years, weak and powerless, like a powerless ordinary person.

Power vanished--

The girl lay on the ground with her eyes out of focus and suddenly panicked.

When Makaro broke up the Grey Wolf Mercenary Corps, she had one experience - everything she could rely on and trust in the past, all trusts and targets as if they had all lost their meaning at once, as if strangled by a great sense of despair.

Can't breathe...

It was Brando who brought her out of this desperate situation, and the young lord who brought most of the former members of the Grey Wolf mercenary regiment together gave her a reason to continue.

Teenage girls come out of this shadow so easily that they can adjust to their new lives - and even say they're a little fond of these days! At least in the past, the best people in the group's eyes were Eko and Utah, and she was just an irrelevant member.

But here, whether it's because of the golden power she gained from God's blood or not, at least she can feel Brando's attention.

Its existence is not insignificant, it is also one of the most important forces in the group, Lord Lord.

Besides, you can continue to fight alongside the original parts of the Grey Wolf Mercenary Corps.

This does not satisfy Sy, even if it may be very brief.

She had expected that one day she would become a god and lose everything she now had. But she didn't expect that Lord Martha seemed intentionally to joke with her when she just got into this environment —— and found her powers completely gone.

She's no different from an ordinary person right now, and she's even weaker.

Yet Sy knows that a nobleman does not need a minister without any ability, although Antitina is just an ordinary person, but the young girl thinks she is not smart and learned from each other.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but shake a little.

“What's the matter?” Brando looked pale and couldn't help but ask.

“Lord...” Sy whispered. "I, I have no power. ”

Brando was stunned, and it was normal for him to lose too much blood and weakness, but he was a little strange. Rationally, the strength of the body made by God should not be so badly hurt.

But what's stranger is Sy's weird line —— this girl lays on the ground, pale and feeble, and says to him, "Lord, I have no power."

What does that mean, let him help her?

If little Roman looked like that, Brando could understand, but in his impression, Cee was a girl with limited emotions, not to say delicate, and almost had a face like Flo's all day.

Something abnormal must be a demon.

Brando first looked closely at whether Sy had become a god angel, and then pretended to attack him like this, but some of the dominant signs of the god angel were something he knew very well, and the other party didn't seem to have been controlled by the blood of God.

So he revealed a puzzling look: "Hmm? ”

But Sydney's mind was so numb that she didn't notice Brando's doubts. Her mind was swayed in such a ruthless way that she regarded herself as her father's master, Makaro, and she couldn't resist this wandering over and over again:

“My lord, I don't have the original strength anymore, I'm afraid I can't keep up with you...”

Brando stayed here again and wondered what this was all about. But all of a sudden he understood, and he came over and asked, "Have you lost your golden power? ”

Sy nodded slowly with a white face.

“So that's it.” Brando nodded.

This time it's Sy's turn.

More than once, the teenage girl envisioned Brando's reaction, fearing a reproduction of the scene. But she didn't expect Brando to react -- a sudden enlightenment!

“Nothing," Brando shook his head, knowing that what was happening to Sy now was not a good omen, indicating that the conflict in God's blood had intensified and that when she regained her strength again, she would become a true angel.

It doesn't take too long, more days, more hours —— at that time, the girl's power would be even higher, but she wouldn't belong to her anymore.

But, of course, he couldn't just say it. He consoled, "It's okay. Can't you stand up? ”

Sy was completely stuck, unknown, so she nodded.

Brando reached out to her and said, "Let me help you. ”

Brando didn't have a high voice when he said that, and even out of a sympathy for this poor girl, it seemed a little mild, which was the phrase, but Syd felt like it had penetrated all the lines of defense and hit her heart.

She felt her tears gushing out.

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