The Amber Sword

Brando and Faina arrive in a dark, lacquered canyon, with the majestic stone gate lying right in the middle of the canyon. On each side there is a rock statue nearly 100 metres high, which is Keldon, king of the long beard of winter, and Cod, with a giant axe, all belonging to the Krutz mythology of the god of war.

Standing at the feet of a giant statue before their big toes were tall, they suddenly had a small feeling. Faina looked up and saw a row of wedges on the stone door:

“Dellujah for the final battle, stars in the sky, may you still shine upon the earth a thousand years from now...”

The text is ancient and most of it was lost after the Battle of the Saints. Thousands of years have passed since the heavenly knight tore his longgun open to bring the second era of the earth, yet today they see this tablet and feel the weight of history.

“Thousands of years later the stars will still shine upon the earth, and you can rest in peace.” Brando looked at the tablet and said softly.

Faina looked at him in a dazed manner, silent.

There was some mystery in the canyon for a while.

Brando first confirms that this is the gateway to Valhalla - a site that was itself built to fight the dragon of dusk, so it is the final battle place - but, like most other holy places, Valhalla was destroyed in that terrible war, leaving only sporadic history and legends traceable to its location.

Afterwards, contact Druid as promised. Brando had to transfer Fania through the space gems Druids had given him, and she was the key to opening the door.

He went under the door, swept a layer of pumice out of the ground with gloves and exposed the rock below, then took out Veronica's sword and drew a circle on the rock, placing four green gems on the round node.

Next, he's going to perfect the magic scene.

Fiina sat looking for a rock while she heard the saintly dragon on the other side of the valley roaring like the canyon was shaking slightly. Girls can't hold their knees, some are afraid:

“Hey, what are you doing? ”

“Get to work. So you help me watch, and if that woman Andersha doesn't kill me, it's just that the sky falls and you don't bother me.” Brando replied.

“Huh?” Faina raised her eyebrows in surprise, and this Eluin hillbilly dared to order her?

“No? Forget it, the woman is angry now, she must have tortured you before killing you.” As Brando carefully carved out the matrix, he described it in a light-hearted tone:

“Oh, right. I heard they like to cut people's limbs off and plant them from hell on the incision, and those plants are bloodthirsty, you know? ”

The noble gold scared her face white, and she shook her finger at Brando: “How can you say such horrible things! ”

“Aren't I telling the truth? ”

Faina Rose-like lips moved, like a knot in her tongue, so she squeezed out a hard phrase: "Me, I'm just paying you back for saving my life.”

Say it. She looks at the other side of the canyon like a gambler.

Brando laughed at herself and figured out that the temper of this young lady was still quite good. She was indeed a dead-end arrogant. He leaves his mouth open and performs the array on his own. Space magic is arguably the most complex form of structure in the magic of the array, and Brando has repeatedly discussed the feasibility of this plan with Elder Druid before implementing it.

The final result of the discussion was the development of coordinates through the Bulletin Array, and the real application was the Digital Grand Druids of the Deadwood Parliament, a solution to the problem of spell coordinates and dozens of kilometres of magic transmission.

The first problem is not difficult to solve, and Brando himself knows alchemy, and drawing a puzzle array is not a big problem. He wrote down the scroll that Elder Druid had given him with the Ruwen Array, and he didn't even have a sample of the Ruwen Array.

Instead, the conductive magic uses blue slice agate, an advanced crystal derived from the Mount of the Storm's Rest, with rare resonant properties, which are in fact a low-level spatial phenomenon that is used on many occasions by the wizards as a medium for conductive spells.

It's just a few dozen kilometres of telescopic manoeuvres, and no one can guarantee that it will succeed, because the plan itself is somewhat risky. Druid was ready to succeed, and they seemed to put all their hopes on it.

Of course, Brando also knew that the Druids had actually moved out a group of young Druids from the beginning of the wolf disaster with the elderly as seeds and inheritance in the event of a failure to resist, a practice that he could not afford to see.

But Brando knew very well that the plan was far less dangerous than the Druids thought. Players have also completed and more than once in long distance spell games and have had success stories in many subsequent games.

Besides, players only used six slice agate at the most, and at least one at a time, and in fact, there were people in the forum who inferred that, in general, just four would guarantee a success rate of more than 97 percent.

And the Druids have provided more than twelve. But Brando was only going to use four of them, and naturally he was filled with his own bags.

Fragmented agate is extremely rare and missed this opportunity may not necessarily have such a good advantage.

He arranged the array, then pointed his sword at the center of the array and said aloud: “In the name of storm and time, I implore the Lord between the third and seventh stars to allow the mysterious power to pass through the night sky - in the name of magic, Dallas Terre. ”

Young people's voices were so loud that they echoed in the valley.

“Dallas Terre...”

“Style...”

Faina turned around and saw Brando's magic array suddenly emitting a blue light, filled with every line on the grammar array like flowing liquid.

“What kind of magic is this? Yankee, you asked for time and storm dragon Dallas Taylor, that's the superior dragon, would you do such advanced magic? ”

“It's a space spell, but it's not me, it's just a coordinate matrix.” Brando wasn't going to hide anything this time, but he looked up and saw three or four green threads in the sky crossing behind the clouds, and that giant gear edge on the sky seemed to spin.

That's how the law responds to magic.

“Space spells, but you're asking for time and storm dragons? Space spells… Space spells…" Fiina suddenly remembered that space spells should request authorization at that level, and she had no idea of such advanced fields.

“All space-related spells require authorization from the Dragon of Time and Storm, don't you know?” Brando turned around and looked at her.

“Of course I do. I'm just asking!” Miss Qianjin's face turned red at once.

“Oh?”

Faina's face became more red, and she was angry: "So why the hell is that? ”

“Didn't anybody ever tell you that you have a bad temper?” Brando shook his head and sighed: "Time is one with space, but only in different dimensions. ”

He said it was in fact a silver school theory, founded by William Pistol, a man of spatial spells, and it was said that no one had studied the void behind the world more closely than he had done so far.

Only Brando's voice had just fallen, and suddenly an old voice exclaimed, "Hey, young man, where did you hear that? ”

Brando and Fayna were both frightened, and the two men turned back at the same time. But they all saw nothing but the sound, and Brando frowned and suddenly looked in that direction and asked:

“Is Your Excellency from the Silver Alliance? Why don't you show up? ”

That old voice made a series of crisp laughs, "Ah, young man, what a quick response. But you're not going to do much for an old man my age. ”

That said, the old man still eliminated invisibility and revealed himself.

As soon as Brando saw the old man who attacked the silver robe and drowned in front of him, he closed his eyes —— William Pisto, one of the twelve silver leaders of the Buga Wizard —— some said he was 300 years old or 400 years old, and his legend was familiar not only to the Buga Wizard, but also to many ordinary people.

Even a poet named Korgo wrote a book called The Story of a Great Wizard by Korgo, which was published under the auspices of Pista.

As for Pista, a very prestigious businessman in the vicinity of Ambesseur, according to the locals, these businessmen are always passionate about doing something indescribable; and, of course, the story of William Pisto spreads to the general public because of the sudden wonder of such a businessman.

But when Brando saw the old man, he couldn't help but wonder, did he go to Korgo to collect copyright fees or related fees?

When William saw Brando's eyes, he understood that he had been identified. The old man's eyes inevitably showed some surprise: "Oh, you still know me? ”

“Do you know a lot of people, one of the silver twelve rings, Master of Kanaki, Dear Wizard Leader?” Brando replied.

“So I have so many titles,” the old man laughed. “But they've only heard my name, and not many can recognize me personally. Let me think, you also know the integration of space and time--”

William closed his eyes and the silver school doctrine was founded by him, but it didn't seem mature or well received, and even a few of his old friends didn't have to agree with him.

He couldn't help but get more interested when he met a young man who had spoken voluntarily and was sure.

“You you--" Fayna finally reacted, realizing who she was in front of, and she looked incredibly at William and couldn't speak for a moment.

“It seems such an honor for this little girl to recognize my old bone. ”

Brando couldn't help but pick his eyebrows. What's this old man doing here? He knew that Buga's wizard was coming, but he didn't know that one of the wizard leaders was coming, and this guy was afraid he was no better than Andersha.

“Don't worry," William answered with a smile, seeming to see his worries. "I'm just curious. ”

“Curiosity?” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)