The Amber Sword

And it's precisely because of all this that the old dwarf gets here. But perhaps not just for treasure, not even Odom himself can make it clear that there is a voice in his blood that tells him such a dream.

That is to restore the legacy of the dwarf to the land of Vaughn.

As he knows, the legend of revival in the Dwarf Rumor.

He looked at Brando's sword and hesitated for a moment. The voice in his heart told him to believe the legend, but how? Legend has it that all Dwarves are to be king with the sword of the earth and follow him to rebuild the Dwarf Empire.

But asking this old dwarf to bow down to a stranger is a little too hard for him, this old bone.

“Legend?” Brando did ask.

Oldham bit his teeth and decided to hold his little wisdom to death, at least one step at a time. The old dwarf coughed and replied, "I can't say more about this, but I think I heard you talking earlier. Do you want to get out of here? ”

“What do you mean?” Brando's attention was drawn to the past.

“Nothing, my lord," the old dwarf chose a name that was more acceptable to him, and he thought that if he were to call him king, not only would he not be able to accept it, but he would also scare everyone in the room: “I just wanted to say, there's no need to be so trouble--”

He paused, carefully pointing to the sword in Brando's hand: "If you lend me that sword for a moment, maybe I can get you out of here easily. ”

“Oh?”

Brando had never heard of it before, and he looked at each other with Metisa beside him and saw the suspicion in each other's eyes. It wasn't just them, even the old swordsman beside them said, "Odom, what the hell are you doing? I'm telling you, this kid is a lot better than me. You play in front of him and put yourself in carefully. ”

The old dwarf blew his beard and said with a glare: "I'm telling you the truth, damn it -” But he thought about it and wisely avoided the conflict with Kuran. The other side's strength was here. Although the dwarf was stubborn, he didn't think he was reckless: “This sanctuary was built by our dwarf, just to store the sword. Now that the lord has the sword, it shouldn't be a problem to leave here! ”

“Is that what you're saying?” Brando asked that he didn't know there was such a setup in the Athletic Arena.

“Of course, but, my lords, you can't. You know that the legacy of silver is actually left to the descendants of this bloodline. Although you are also descendants of the people of order, after all, you are of a different race.” The old dwarf's attitude toward Brando was obviously different, and he replied earnestly: “But I'm not. I have the blood of a dwarf in the rune, and with that sword, maybe I can open this space--”

Brando looked back at Kurando, but the old guard captain seemed hesitant, and although he had dealt with Odom, the only thing he knew best was the guy's stubbornness.

If he knew what kind of person he was, the old man couldn't make himself clear.

But the young man had made the decision that the sword was his trophy, at least in this space, and that there was the power of the law to protect it in the game, and he believed that it was the same here, and he thought that even if he gave the sword to the old dwarf, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Besides, the words of the old dwarf moved his mind slightly, and it was not unreasonable that he had never heard similar rumors in games in the past, because there was no silver or gold blood in the players, and so he would not naturally trigger similar plots in the sanctuary.

So Brando just shrugged away the sword.

“You try.” He said.

It's certainly best if you don't stay here. Thinking about it, he had to look at Kevin on one side and think, "Is this the turn of history?"

“What is it, sir?” Kevin noticed his eyes and asked.

“Looks like you're lucky.” Brando said to him.

“Are you so sure he'll make it? ”

When the teenager saw the dwarf take over the sword and step into the middle of the ring, he turned around and looked at Brando somewhat puzzled and asked.

“No,” Brando shook his head: “I just believe in history. ”

“History?” Corvin asked unbelievably.

Instead of answering him, Brando swung his hand and flew towards himself with a fate card wrapped in a sword wind. He reached out and grabbed the ‘Fire Claw Lord' card and said to himself:

“System Tip: Reward Start. ”

Then he smiled himself.

“Lord?” Metissa noticed the beauty of Brando, a little confused, and in her mind Brando shouldn't be the one who would love to be so cheap.

Brando didn't answer her either, he just looked up at the center of the dugout.

At the same moment, the old dwarf had raised the sword of the earth with his hands there —— the voice in the sky echoed again:

“Mortal, are you going to take the challenge? ”

“Of course!" Oldham said, frightening everyone.

But this challenge didn't come true, and for a moment or so, the voice in the sky asked, "From you I seem to feel familiar, are you our descendant? ”

“Yes, the ancestors and the souls of the high mountains,” replied the old dwarf, "I am like you, the children of the high mountains and the rocks, the children of the metal and the fire, who, for thousands of years, have endured ordeal on the wilderness, but who eventually came here to overcome difficulties, only to give the soul a moment of tranquillity -”

“Because this is where we came from, where I came from. ”

There was a moment of silence in the ring, but the voice roared:

“Peace? No, not yet!” The sound rolled like thunder, as if it had provoked anger and shocked everyone: “Our children in the wilderness, you must continue your journey until that moment comes, before your souls can return to the Temple! ”

“The time has come, the souls of the ancestors and the Chongshan. ”

“Really?”

Suddenly a sound was heard in the space, and the whole space buzzed.

Then the old dwarf hesitated, and he looked back at Brando, some incredible, but raised the sword of the earth in his hand.

“DazzMotesHremm!” replied the dwarf.

It was a strange language, Brando did not know, but Metisa recognized it, and she frowned and explained to her lord: "The truth of order, as if it were a passage from the sacred covenant. ”

Brando naturally knows what the so-called sacred covenant is, a covenant with Lord Martha before the Dark Ages, when all the intelligent creatures of the earth confronted the Dragon of Dusk, part of which itself established the law of order, from the pre-epoch era, the pre-epoch era of the divine people.

Both Brando's so-called ‘pointless background’ period.

After the sacred covenant, a sacred covenant was signed by the righteous forces of the earth against the dragon of darkness, but that agreement, written in ancient languages, was far worse than authenticity.

The sacred covenant itself is a divine instrument symbolizing the law.

But as soon as Odom said that, the whole space shook up, and everyone felt the space loose around them - indicating that the old dwarf hadn't lied to them and that his approach worked!

But at this point, Brando was in the sound of space, and all of a sudden he was hallucinating.

He saw some strange images appearing in front of him.

A round of black moon, a pitch-black lake in the middle of a quiet, standing tower like a metaphor for something...

Then the scene changed and turned into a group of black people who couldn't see their faces walking in the wilderness...

And then he saw a row of black texts--

XVI: THETOWER——

The lost ‘moon' took away the light.

He remembers what he seemed to have seen when he escaped from Riedenberg, but immediately a new sentence appeared below the line:

XX: JUDGEMENT——

Light lost.

Text keeps appearing:

XVII: THESTAR——

A generation of silver has lost its way to the earth and has moved forward (seeking) in darkness and obscurity.

Then everything disappeared, Brando shook his head and woke up and saw Metisa looking at herself with concern. He nodded to the Girl with a silver elf, indicating that he was not in the way.

However, his eyes turned slightly and he saw that the businesswoman was leaning towards him a little more cautiously, as if to ask him with concern, but for a moment he did not dare to find out from his poisoner.

Brando couldn't help but laugh at Roman, and he said to Metisa, "After all, we really should thank someone this time. ”

“Hmm?” Metisa stunned slightly.

“Thanks to Little Roman for bringing us good luck," the young man turned around, his face flat, his hands had pinched this businesswoman's pinky little face with a thunderous cover: “Right, Little Roman? ”

“Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Brando... I will never dare again...” Roman's face was pulled over, his eyes were squeezed and tears were coming out, hurriedly admitting the mistake: “Yes, yes, I'm sorry...”

She had a pair of little eyebrows about to rise up and wanted to retreat, but she was afraid of pain, and it was difficult to move forward and backward for a moment.

Brando looked at the old dwarf on the field, looked at Roman, and asked: "Do you dare to run around in the future? ”

“No, I dare not...” replied the girl's eyes, turning left, turning right.

Brando was helpless, knowing that this guy was sure to repent, but he had made up his mind to take her with him wherever he went in the future, or else he would come again, but no one could bear it.

He sighed and let go of his hand.

At the same time, the surrounding light darkened, as if entering a space that was out of reach ——

“What's the matter?” Roman's voice rang immediately.

“Nothing,” Brando said, feeling the surroundings, "so we're back. ”

……

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