The Amber Sword

The elders didn't speak, they were just discretionary inside. The name Valhalla comes from an ancient legend, a land of fantasy, the resting place of warriors, in the rings of the winds, where one of the most primitive sparks of the Warnde world is stored.

Once that spark is lit, order on the Karanga peninsula will be re-established, making it possible to form a guarded area as vast as the Krutz Empire.

The Druids of Deadwood Parliament have been guarding this secret for generations, and that is why they have long wanted to enter the rings of the wind to find the truth about this strange atmospheric circulation.

But Valhalla is like a true legend, and it's there, and it's not there, and countless Druids cross the periphery of the rings of the wind and enter the Kalanga Mountains for nothing.

The only harvest was the relic near the heart of the rings.

But the elders knew very well that Andrew had discovered only the periphery of the monument, and that the center was going into the storm circle, which was the central area of the rings of the wind, and no one could cross it.

The old man thought about it and looked up at Brando: "Mr. Brando, I'm sure Elder Gray had already told you about the recent changes in the rings of the wind before they came? ”

Brando nodded, and the change in the rings of the wind stemmed from the rise and fall of the magic tide, and I'm sure it's not these days anymore.

“In fact, he kept the truth of the facts, and we were in far greater trouble than that.” The elder replied slowly.

Brando didn't say a word, he looked at the seventeen Druid elders, and gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray gray

The Druids are in trouble, and it doesn't sound like a small problem, otherwise they won't rush to the doctor to find themselves.

But instead of taking advantage of the lion's big mouth, he nodded silently.

The elder seemed satisfied with Brando's attitude, and the young man's modesty made the old man think that it seemed like a human being to go out with: "The Ring of the Wind. ”

He quotes: "This atmosphere flows around the eastern tip of the Caranga Peninsula, surrounding the Caranga Mountains, the most spectacular natural scene in the south of Warnde, and on sunny days, even in Tonigal and the Vlada region, this white cloud wall penetrates through the east and falls far into the southern sky of Eruin ——”

“The Geography of Rantoniland, the work of Master Tulaman -" Brando said with some surprise that he thought these Druids were truly silent, but seemed to be in contact with the civilized world, only unknown.

The Elder nodded: “The Ring of Skies is a loose organization, with the Druids doing their part and watching developments in the Black Forest for a long time. And we, the parliament of the dead wood, are here to guard the secrets of the rings of the wind for generations. ”

The old man turned around and looked over the tree crown layer at the white cloud wall lying between heaven and earth in the south - that thick cloud up to tens of thousands of meters, with things stretching indefinitely, some birds flying in the sky with cloud walls as the backdrop, but tiny as a few black dots.

“This black forest south of Tonigal, which has been called the closest to civilization within the rings of the sky, is one of the most secure black forests around the world of Vaughn. ”

“It should not be said that Tonigal on the border is rarely attacked by monsters and that even areas deep into the forest border are difficult to see. ”

Brando listened to the description of Elder Druid and nodded in agreement, telling the truth that the black forest on the Tonigal border was indeed famous for its mildness - otherwise Eruin's players would not have ventured into the black forest for the first time.

They are also less likely to complete the march into the Kalanga Mountains at such an early age.

“The reason is because of the rings, right?” The young lord asked.

Not only did he surprise the elders, but the other seventeen Elders of Druid, including the gray crow, could not resist seeing it with an incredible divine colour.

“How do you know? ”

“This time we entered the Black Forest for a month, we had two thunderstorms, one snowfall, eleven days of wind and sunshine, three days of intense sun exposure like a cool summer, and the rest were all shady days," but Brando turned a blind eye to their surprise and continued his conversation: “Daylight lasts less than six hours for exactly one week, and no night one day. ”

“This is the black forest, and the deeper it gets inside, the more obvious the changes, and the more common sense violations. ”

“In such a volatile barbarity, there is a vast atmospheric circulation that remains unchanged - does the wind reach the Karanga Peninsula every year, accompanied by abundant rain, represent a potential order? ”

He looked at the Elder.

When he shouted, the cane in the elder's hand fell on the ground by accident, but the old man did not bend over to pick his cane, but looked at Brando with a complicated look: "… you, indeed, know this place well. ”

“Yes, as you guessed.” The old man stopped for a while before continuing along Brando's lines: “We have discovered from over a hundred years ago that the rings of the wind have stabilized order in the region. But this has changed in recent times. ”

“What's going on?” Brando asked.

“There seems to be some variation in the rings of the wind, and Mr. Brando - an area that we used to have easy access to - is now becoming dangerous, and the forests are fraught with crises and ancient trees are no longer giving us guidance. Inside… Inside…” The old man seems to be considering a suitable description: “It's like being covered in a huge layer of mist, nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard. ”

“Is that all? ”

“No, starting in the last few weeks, people entering the forest have also been attacked and people have been injured, but fortunately no one has been killed. ”

When Brando heard it, he asked, "So you're worried, it's a sign. The power of the rings of confidence is diminishing, and it could be destroyed. Once the rings collapse, the stabilizing factors of the Karanga peninsula will cease to exist, and the fierce magic of the Great Tidal will erode the area, even Tonigal, and wipe out the original guarded land? ”

Brando nodded with a heavy face.

Their fears are unreasonable, and the kingdom of Eruin is simply powerless today, and in the event of a devastating change in the Caranga peninsula, Tonigal, and even the entire Jeannel region, could fall back into desolation.

“You're right, it's possible," Brando thought, answering, "but it's not something that can't be solved. ”

“Is there a way?” Andrew spoke up and asked how they, the elders, came to this young population to solve a problem after discussing what had been lost for half a month.

He couldn't help but look at each other and wonder if this lord was talking nonsense?

“I'm also strange,” replied Brando, "if you know the tide, how can you not know the connection between the two? ”

“You mean?” The elders were astonished: "Weakened power in the rings of the wind is caused by the great tide? ”

“If I'm strong, I'm weak. Isn't that obvious? ”

“But wait, Mr. Brando! The previous big tides were only within a hundred years, and the Moon of Magic didn't have such a strong influence!” The elder asked in surprise.

Brando slapped his head and suddenly realized that the problem was there: "Don't you know the millennium tide? ”

“What's that? ”

“The millennial supertide, the last time the tide ended the year of chaos, and this time the tide was about to arrive, the rings of the wind were obviously affected by the mutation.” Brando replied.

The Druids no longer suspect that this young lord is speaking loudly at this moment, and they have changed their face.

“I remember," Andrew said all of a sudden, "The last time you spoke to me, my lord, at the collar of the fir, you said, 'This era is coming to an end, and the height of the Moon is coming - the last time the magic tide ended the age of chaos, this time, nobody knows. In this environment, you want to suppress the growth of the Black Forest, which is no different than Heaven's Night Tan. ’ ”

The stately Elder Druid screamed angrily: "Oh, shit! I didn't notice at all at the time, I thought you were talking about the ordinary Moon tide! ”

Brando looked strangely at the tall, short, more than a dozen Druids: "But didn't you ask the other members of the Ring of Skies for their opinion? I remember that your organization, though loose, still had a headquarters in the Holy Land, didn't it? Doesn't anyone know about the big tide? ”

“Yes,” replied the elder, wondering why Brando knew about their Druid secret sin - now he wonders if this young man has any roots with Druid, otherwise how can he know so much about Druid: “We at Druid rely on the wind to convey information, at least one season back and forth, but the next season is spring, the season of the goddess. When we get a response, it's summer at least. ”

“So that's it.” Brando nodded.

“Well,” he said, "let's get back to the point and talk about how to fix this, and I'm afraid I won't be able to wait that long until after the summer. ”

“So, Lord Lord, what can we do?” The elders also changed their names.

“There's no way,” replied Brando, "but to remain constant. ”

“You mean…? ”

“Valhalla. ”

… (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)