The Amber Sword

Chapter 431: Staggered Act 172

This is the fifth day since the wolf disaster, and the heavens and the earth are still dark.

In the Green Tower, rain is pouring down on the ground. Far and near the columns of light representing the spark have been extinguished, the heavens and the earth are caught in a pitch of pitch darkness, only occasional purple lightning can tear away the heavy darkness, and the bright light reflects the rain in a silver colour.

The wolves have broken through the last barrier on the outskirts of the Green Tower, and the snow-white winter wolf and the fur crumbling plague wolf have crossed the overlapping line of defense raised by Druid's and the tree elf's corpse barrier, appearing for the first time in the view of the residents of the Green Tower.

The wolves swept from the undulating earth like a flood, with sharp claws fluctuating from one another, stepping on the ground where it was unclear whether it was mud or blood, with splashing water flowers through the rain screen.

Soon a row of pale faces appeared in the pounding rain, men's or women's faces, some even young, but teenagers, filled with a mixture of horror and anxiety.

The rain slipped down from the faces of these people, opening slightly from their foreheads, beams of nose, eyelids or cheeks, but they dared not breathe a breath, and their men consciously held the weapon in their hands.

Elder Druid stood behind such an ‘army' with an oak cane and a serious face; in his eyes, these young men were the last power of the Green Tower, arguably the seeds left by the rings of the sky here for the future.

Even seeds must be thrown into defensive warfare in the face of survival. The Druids set up a final line of defense in the Autumn Hall, the lowest level of the Green Tower, in an attempt to stop the wolf from entering the town.

Everyone listened to the wolf's footsteps being more intense in the rain curtain than in the rain, as if it were a terrible army marching on, shaking in the wind and rain by a spark that could not feel the green tower.

Perhaps the next moment is eternity.

Thousands of people were devoured by darkness, and those who died were like numbers, but those numbers once contained a vivid face - husbands, sons, friends, or lovers, all of whom lost color.

The first winter wolves emerged from the darkness, where their power has been reduced to a minimum, almost suppressed to a median level of black iron, but the horrific quantity is intolerable.

This is where the wolf scourge is most desperate, no matter how brave you fight, but ultimately you run out of power and fall under endless attacks.

Wolves may have paid ten times more than Druids, Tree Elves, or even a hundred times more - their bodies dissolved in the rain and black sewage infiltrated the ground - but more of their kind crossed these bodies, embracing them as if they were endless in darkness.

Then the wolves collided with people.

They crashed into a wall of thorns interwoven with vines, and the wolves behind them cared nothing about their companions in front - the first winter wolf crashed against the wall of thorns, piercing their fur sharply and dyeing black and white skin with black blood. It was hit by a backward swarm of wolves, squashed, and even the eyeballs burst out of the orbit because of the squeeze - the second and third winter wolves repeated their mistakes and the dying wolves cried terribly, but more wolves just stepped on their companion's corpse and jumped onto the thorn wall, and the falling winter wolves were instantly stepped into the meat mud by sharp claws.

The silver tide quickly crossed the short wall and crashed into the queue of tree elf warriors. The formation of tree elves was recessed backwards by huge forces, and many people were dragged down by countless wolves the first time, screaming at each other.

“Rare big tide. ”

Once William attacked the silver robe standing outside the lobby on the side of the Green Tower, a line of rain between the heavens and the earth splashed out like an invisible wall a foot from his body, turning into a layer of water mist.

In the eyes of others, this invisible wall forms almost a perfect sphere around the legendary wizard of the silver league, which covers an area that is not even as dry as the ground, and the surrounding water currents cannot penetrate and can only be diverted from both sides into a stream to bypass.

But the old man obviously didn't care. He had a silver cane with six stone inscriptions around his head; if Brando were here, he would recognize the cane as an ancient sacred object, the Silver Glow, inherited by Kanage, and arguably one of William's identity symbols today.

With his staff in his hand, he burst out a few lightning bolts and killed a couple of winter wolves crossing the tree elf's defensive line trying to enter the town, silencing them for a moment, he said.

“Humph, as Haru said in parliament - this tide is just routine. But what did the Silver Candle Council warn him about? The astrologers, observing the constellations of the Dragon of Dusk, had long since stumbled upon several constellations, and he was totally wrong. ”

The old man next to William lifted his snow white eyebrows and hummed from his nose. The old man was also surrounded by a spherical transparent wall, just not as exaggerated as the legendary wizard.

“So you're here because of this?” William turned around.

“Almost, if there is a problem with the rings of the wind, humankind will probably lose all boundaries south of Ambethel.” The old man replied, "Besides, Eluin is half my country after all. ”

“But it was just an observation, and I didn't expect it to be any more serious than I thought. In the case of the Green Tower, it was more intense than the one documenting the Battle of the Saints.” He raised his head and looked at the dark sky: "If I hadn't had reason, I would have suspected that Lord Martha's Genesis' Tiamat ’had opened his mouth. ”

“I don't like that kind of cold joke," William replied lightly, flashing a lightning bolt in the sky, lining his thin face with snow: “So what are you going to do, Brother Tullaman? Kill all these monsters and keep them safe? ”

He refers to those Druids.

“Go ahead and laugh, I don't have the strength," Turaman glanced at the guy and he took a crystal ball out of his sleeve: “If they can hold it, they're all happy. If I cannot, I will temporarily relocate the parliament to a safe place. ”

“According to them - if there are seeds, the trees will sprout. ”

“Ball of Conveyance,” William's silver eyebrows lifted: “You brought this thing. ”

“It's called full preparation, old friend. ”

“You're being sarcastic again,” William smiled. He played a finger like a dead branch: "I told you, I'm not here for all this mess, just for an old friend of the past. ”

“Or the Lion Heart Sword?” Tullaman smiled mysteriously: “You know that thing isn't here. ”

“No,” William replied, "I told you, it's not the sword that matters, it's the man. Ace doesn't become Ace because of the Lion Heart Sword, but the Lion Heart Sword shines because of an old friend. ”

“Yeah, man, but that kid lied to me earlier about going to school. But did Ecker turn out to be an academic? I'll check with him when I get the message from the tablet.” Tullaman replied.

William couldn't bear to laugh.

“When did you get used to it? ”

“That kid is not a normal person. Be careful. Don't tell me to look at jokes in the future.” Tullaman replied.

William didn't mean it. He looked up at the tree elf's swaying line of defense and stood slightly in the rain and said, "How long do you think they'll last? ”

“An hour. ”

“And then what? ”

“Tree elves and Druids should also have an elite force, and half-mans in towns could organize a guard force, but in any case, for up to a day. ”

“One day." William looked between the dark-painted heavens and the earth, and only a few columns of light remained standing in the distant southern sky. The legendary wizard's thin lips moved and his old eyes blew like he was thinking about something.

Tulaman was not mistaken, and the Druids had done almost everything they could, but even if winter wolves were put in for alley warfare, they would still be able to hold on for hours at most.

But it was at this time that William's eyebrows slightly flashed ——

He turned around.

I saw the same amazing look on Tulaman's face.

Same moment.

The elders of the Deadwood Parliament are guarding outside the Green Tower Chen Sparkling Hall, and the situation is dangerous, as everyone knows. They can only wait until Brando returns the message.

Heavy rain overshadowed all other sounds, and the elders standing at the top of the crowd turned back more than once to see the flames swinging under the magical repression of chaos - the elderly, while apparently calm, were in fact filled with anxiety and anxiety.

In terms of time, Brando and Walter and Quinnier should have heard from them by now. He couldn't help but look at his left hand and hold on to Fania, who had been in this state since Brando left.

“Elder, time is running out. ”

The old man turned around and looked at the tall Elder Druid. He thought about it, shook his head without answering, and everyone subconsciously looked to the southern sky.

The heavens and the earth are dark.

But this is exactly the time.

The elder with his crouched waist suddenly changed his face. In fact, it wasn't just him, all the big Druids present felt the kind of palpitation inside at the same time.

Powerful magic resonance--

They raised their heads.

A golden column of light suddenly emerged from the dark night sky of the South and instantly penetrated the heavens and the earth. Everyone raised their heads and saw the columns of light split apart into layers of clouds leading up to the end of the sky.

“What's that?” The Druids are stuck.

But even more stunning is that, less than the next second, another golden column of light was raised in the center of the rings of the wind. This pillar of light intersects with the previous one, and the legendary wizard William, who stood outside the autumn hall at this moment, is so familiar to me ——

Another resonance!

“It's that kid!” Tullaman frowned around him and said immediately.

William glanced at him, and then he didn't say a word and took a step forward, and the whole person just vanished into the rain.

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