The Amber Sword

“What is this!?” Farina, with a skirt in her hand, sometime stood on that dark pyramid, and the bleak white light reflected the fine plush on the girl's face, she asked suddenly.

On her hand is a scepter, a black metal scepter, about arm thick, inserted opposite the base of a giant crystal with a clear crystal ball.

Brando is sure that this thing never existed there before. He took a shot of Si's hand, the girl's problem he and Otales had guessed that as long as the dragon's blood itself did not do any harm, it could be put aside for the time being, and the threat of Arnoz, the dragon girl, was still a little faint.

He and others walked over and looked at the scepter, and the black scepter was engraved with a golden pattern, like some pointless fine metal wire. This style is the same as in the lobby, with some ancient flavors. And the crystal ball is fixed to the cane, even if it can't be removed by force. Brando's power at this time is at least the same as that of seven or eight adults. He tried it without moving the thread, indicating that the crystal ball and the cane may not be physically connected.

There may be magic underneath.

The first time Brando saw this thing, he had a guess, he looked at the others, and he put his hands on the crystal ball. In an instant, a layer of green optical nets interwoven in front of him, scanned up and down within about a cubic metre of his front, creating a mysterious pattern.

“It's definitely this thing.” Brando's heart moved.

“What is it?” Veronica asked aside.

“is the heart of this dungeon.” Brando replied.

“Oh, it turns out it's a central crystal, and there's one in the White City Fortress of the Wind Fairy, built by a Buga wizard to manipulate the peripheral defense system.” The goddess of war suddenly.

Brando knew about the crystal at the White City Fortress, but that crystal was just a real reproduction of the central crystal. The artisan wizard of this replica, Buga, made a lot, selling 10,000 gold coins (about a million torres) to players that year. But the crystals of the imitation are worse than the real ones.

A row of ancient texts intertwined in front of Brando:

“Staocu… doaas… A 'rtees…" (External Temple… request… interruption, breakage…)

“Dumcu… doaas… A 'rtees…" (Dawn… Cavalry… Temple, request… interruption…)

“Pos 'ssa… doaas… A 'rtees…" (Market area…, request… interruption…)

……

Ancient languages are extremely complex, and this form of phonetic character flourished some 20,000 years ago, as if it had suddenly erupted over a period of time and spread throughout the continent. But that era was already buried beneath the dust, and Brando could only read it with great difficulty, thanks to the fact that he had seen too many ancient texts before he crossed.

The ancient texts in the Sword of Amber are self-contained and have long been called miracles. There are many players who have studied it, and there are systematic archaeological surveys of ancient history and writing in the libraries of larger empires. Such a vast and complex world context was once their most prosperous thing.

But as the text grows more complex, countless words make up a green stream of light that drapes down like a waterfall in Brando's curtains. Unlike before, however, at this point everyone can see the interwoven green optical net on the crystal ball, which quickly formed a layer of pattern under Brando's indication, except for those symbols that they can barely recognize a word of.

“This is a panoramic view of this underground city!” When a layer of green light stabilizes, Veronica's eyes flash with strange light, and the crystal shows a panoramic view of this underground city, with three layers of defense distributed like broken glass on the outside, and then a spider web-like distribution of the city below, with a large and small basement half-air in a three-dimensional shape, which looks like a galaxy diagram.

She couldn't help but turn around and look at Brando with blue eyes: "This is a panoramic view of the 'city' … can this central crystal actually control the whole city? ”

Brando took a deep breath and nodded. He couldn't help but be a little surprised and almost excited at the moment, but it wasn't because Veronica said that ancient central crystals were originally the core of the city and the brain, and as a player it was basic common sense. He was surprised to learn from which words. So this is what Valhalla called the legendary territory.

Brando couldn't help but tremble a little by reading some ancient textual material - though imperfect, incomplete, and he couldn't read it all - but by revealing only words. Valhalla is a conceptual territory. Nor do we know how the ancient Silver Nationals came up with the idea of casting such a fortress, setting up a huge system of immortal magic based on the entire city.

Unlike the law matrix, the eternal magic system is a super complex rule that intertwines elements with magic. In fact, it is a domain, a self-contained system within space, free from interference from external forces. Unless the city is completely destroyed and the ashes are extinguished, the system will continue to operate. This permanent magic system seems to be some kind of psychic technique, but it's much higher than that. The Valhallaans were able to preserve their souls through a permanent conversion system, gathering spirits from all over the world into this fortress to preserve the skills, technologies and types of troops that could be lost over time. In short, Valhalla is an ancient technology and data storage centre.

Brando sees in these spirits Negan people who worship the sun and fire, Misty Pokémon even have legendary Light People.

He saw the Temple of the Dawn Gun Cavalry, the temple where the spirits in the temple trained the Negan to worship the solar fire - the hall of the Dawn Gun Cavalry, the legendary Golden Clan, where the Dawn Gun Cavalry could defend itself against the Dark Enemy with the Dawn Light, with powerful healing techniques, but the soldier had long since completely disappeared in the war between the Negan and the Dragon of Dusk, and even the Negan themselves had disappeared into history. It was unexpected that the Valhallaans would reproduce them in this temple of the Spirit. While it is unclear what the original layers are, the original Dawn Rider is the real class of 10 soldiers, and even a medium-sized empire can be the dominant force.

In addition, he saw the Twilight Altar, which recruits sudden-dead angels, and the Everlasting Forest, which recruits Dark Pokémon Archers, both of which are legendary super regiments at the top of the 14th level, not necessarily owned by the Empire in general. Brando now knows that there are only four empires built by four wise men, in addition to the superpowers that may secretly possess this rank.

The ancient mighty warriors are here, and that is what the Spirit Palace is all about.

No one in the Vaughn world knows the true meaning of the word Valhalla, but Brando's heart is clear. Legend has it that Odin brought her maiden warrior, Valkyrie, to this temple in the Grahir Woods to prepare for the twilight of the Gods in the future - but Valkyra Fortress in the world of Warnde alone can indeed be named for it.

It's just a shame--

Veronica on one side took a breath of cold air at this time: "Can you control the central crystal of the whole city, doesn't that mean you can mobilize magic for the whole city, is this a huge magical fortress of the earth? ”

Brando, of course, knows what she's thinking, and such a fortress is almost like a floating city for the Bukas, and the legacy of the Silver Folk, the Cruz, cannot be left unattended. But he shook his head and replied, "It's not the whole city, it's the whole territory. ”

“What!?” This time it wasn't just Veronica, even Mayfist and Farina on the side couldn't help but squeal. Magic territory. What concept is that?

But Brando shook his head: “It's not that simple. ”

“What do you mean?” Veronica was moved, after all, by the fact that she was a woman general of the Empire. If it had been just an enclave of wind, it would not have attracted her, but a legendary enclave of magic would have attracted her too much.

“You'll see.” Brando let go of the crystal on his hand and invited Veronica to. His behavior stunned the latter slightly, and the lady looked at him surprised: "You want me to do it?” Veronica looked at Brando curiously and inexplicably, and his behavior was tantamount to putting the entire defense of this fortress under her control.

Brando nodded with a smile.

Veronica stopped asking when she saw Brando like this. She placed her hands on the crystal ball and raised her eyebrows slightly before sinking. Then there was a sudden look on his face.

“What is it, Legion Leader?” Farina asked with some curiosity.

“So how can I be so relieved that you little fox,” Veronica said, "don't know the ancient script, but all she had to do was try to mobilize the peripheral defenses and she found out that the dungeon seemed to have been badly damaged, or just because of the erosion of time, the whole city was almost completely paralyzed:“ How badly was the city destroyed, is it possible to repair it? ”She asked.

Brando shook his head and he had no intention of covering up on the issue: “The whole city was almost completely destroyed, with the exception of the spark in the center, which is an empty shell and there is no possibility of repair. ”

“Too bad.” Mayfist and Veronica said with some regret.

“Cunning!” Farina glanced at him.

Unfortunately, it is a legend in a magical land. But Brando nodded and wasn't depressed at all. Because he had learned from the final text that the fortress was not really the historical Valhalla, and that the real Valhalla was still sleeping in this underground fortress - because the Valhalla had made two central crystals from the beginning.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)