The Amber Sword

In fact, at the time of the Black Forest, Mayfist's power was far from what it is today, and he could barely sustain himself in the face of the extreme realm of elements under the control of Apoptosis Lord Andersa.

But after the war with Andersha, his understanding of the field of ash was deepened, and he moved beyond the peak of the elements of openness to the extreme; in Brando's known history, it was not until about five years before the genius Kensei of today had attained that level. And with this progress, it is not impossible for him to finally enter the realm of sainthood in the great age.

Element Five Realm.

Catalysis Elements, Side of Truth, Peak Law, Extreme Boundaries, Sacred Wisdom Realm.

From the longest century onwards, the code of the world and magic 'Tiamat’ wrote such a rule that the five ‘worlds’ after the catalytic elements, the people who pass through them are like travellers - passing them before touching what Martha calls' the final realm ’.

The walls of truth and thorns of the first world, the walls of elements, can reach the first world only if they cross this long wall along the lines of the law of the world. Man's so-called element of enlightenment touches the world of truth.

Second World White Tower Ovillea, the legendary White Tower that supports all order in Vaughn, is the beginning and end of all the lines of law around which all the laws form a super circle called the ‘world'; Martha writes all the truth and laws on the White Tower, and travelers climb up around the White Tower to understand the truth of the world one by one.

As if children were walking hand in hand with the elders, mortals are called to be on the side of truth.

The third world, the spiral peak, the sacred mountain of Euktrahir, where all the truth is legendary. Above the White Tower, the giant spiral is completely opposed to the White Tower, reflecting on each other, a place of chaos, which the poem of heaven describes as Martha's homeland. This is the ultimate place of confrontation and harmony between chaos and order, where the world is black and white, living side by side. Fragments of the old world float amidst endless distortions, and Vaughndegan is planted on this soil, where it embodies the past, the present and the future.

After this mastery of the Peak Law, we entered both the extreme realm and the sacred temple.

Fourth world, final plain.

This is where Martha created Warnde, and now there's only one gray plain left, the most primitive force and element running on the plain. Looking up, the sky is both a sea of magic, a sea of magic magnificent, never ending and always flowing in one direction - both in time, space and all energy - and the nearest underworld to Warnd, arguably the shadow of Warnd.

Finally, the fifth world, the lake of all beginnings, where life was first born. Legend has it that this place is connected to the abyss pool of Elin the Blind Goddess, so that all secrets and truths can be revealed, even in the future. Only here can mortals return to me, transcend holiness, and walk into the realm of true saints.

Mortal so-called holy fields.

Of course, it's not really about getting to those worlds. But as power grows, mortals will gradually see these images in the spiritual world, just like Brando's wall of touch elements, and that invisible wall of law has indeed existed in his spiritual world.

Today's Mayfister, one foot has entered the last level of the extraordinary Saint, and in fact he saw the ultimate meaning of the spiral peak after the battle with Andersa. The Holy Land had already opened its doors to him.

The ultimate meaning of the grey element.

He stood there and the famous sword was not sheathed behind him, except to smile quietly at the two high-ranking high priests of Cruz, the two Templar Knights and the high priest Meros, but as if the world had turned into a gray white with no colour, causing a deep trap; in the grey world, there was no black and white, no opposite poles, no so-called flow or no flow of time, no so-called extinction or existence of matter, everything wandered between the two poles.

Therefore, Mayfist had no so-called offense or defense, and life and death in his laws were both meaningless and meaningless; he stood there in front of Meros, and the high high high high priest only felt the cold hair upright, feeling that the other party would turn into flying ash at a glance.

Even more worthless than flying ash.

“Extreme Realm?” Merloth changed his face.

“Why am I here, Merloth, you know best.” Mayfister did not answer, but said so, "I know where you were when my country died. ”

To put it this way, the priest of the Grand Temple of Anderfleur knows that today is no longer a good day, "Mayfister, now regrets it is too late.” He gave his men a glimpse.

The Templar Knight who received the instruction stabbed Mayfister with a sword, but the Grey Sword Saint, as if he had not seen it, still passed through his body by the other sword blade, “Little Smart can't save you, Merloth, you are dead today. ”

Everyone saw this strange scene, in a gray world - the moment before tomorrow it seemed like it was still in the lobby of the Roxbury Palace, but the next moment the whole world seemed to turn into a gray-white wilderness. The Grey Sword Saint is in the middle of this wilderness, and the Templar Knight is stabbing, like stabbing a piece of paper, or an idol.

But Mayfister's Phantom is still talking: "Edenland, Templar Wind Knight, great fame.” With his hands waved, the sword behind him drew an unparalleled arc - clearly giving the impression that it was imaginary, but with a murmur like a medium defeat, one arm of the Templar Knight's sword had taken off high.

Countless blood beads sprayed out, the Templar Knight screamed and hurried to protect his body with his remaining hand. The sky blue line of law extends along the direction of his arm, weaving a huge shield.

The wind was gentle and beneficial as steel, but it could not save his life. Only Mayfist's lead gray blade slid down his arm, passing through the lines of the heavenly blue law, as if the earth had collapsed.

“If time does not flow, the wind naturally stops. ”

Mayfister stabbed his heart with a sword, more than two-thirds of the blade, and the tip of the sword even pierced the armor behind the knight. Edenland struggled like a stranded lobster for nothing, making a roaring noise in his mouth, then twisting his head and losing his voice.

An elementary knight of a temple hall was actually slaughtered on the spot without a move, and almost everyone in the room except Brando swallowed a sip of spit.

“Now!” Merloth roared, “I took the holy commandment, Diffis, king of flames under the holy name, to purify this pure fire of all sins in the world. ”

He pointed forward to the steep rise in temperature in the Rokshebei Palace, where the ground seemed to crack and the accumulation of water instantly evaporated into white smoke; only the ground sounded vibrating, the golden light emitted from the cracks, the marble columns of the Temple of Underflor collapsed, and beneath the earth, a flaming sea of lava burst forth.

In a flash, the hall is like hell.

“Flame of Condemnation! ”

Brando and St. Mayfist the Grey Sword simultaneously whispered in their hearts, and probably only two of them in the audience recognized the goods. One or two generations of experience, a perennial enemy of the Cruz people, the Temple of Fire, naturally recognized that the sacred magic practiced by Meros was the flame of the Ten Rings of Magic.

As soon as this spell comes out, the Temple of Underflor is basically historical dust. Brando scolded the madman in his heart, but at this time it was probably not a scolding, he immediately retreated with Princess Nimatis and Griffin, only to see the size of the ground in front of him cracked, the golden flames gushed out from beneath the surface, and anything contaminated by the flames turned instantly into flying ash.

He was quick to react well, and those noble envoys over there were in bad luck, and most of them were caught in the fire tongue the first time, screaming and turning to ashes.

Charles responded extremely quickly as a magician, carrying out a defensive spell to protect those around him. But protective magic is not omnipotent, and the Fire Sea is approaching step by step, turning around to surround them.

“Charles!” Brando shouted, “Blow this temple away! ”

“Ah?” Charles stunned. “Sir, are you sure? This temple is a priceless treasure, it was built centuries ago, but the heart and soul of the famous master master, it is a treasure of art in Eruin's history! ”

“Mr. Brando, you can't do that!” Princess Griffin couldn't help but scold.

“Cut the crap. Boom!” Brando wondered when this was going to happen, and Merloth looked like he was going to tear this place down. If they didn't tear it down, they'd probably have to tear it down.

“I see. ”

Charles immediately took himself seriously, and he looked up at the crystal dome of the temple and raised one hand: “The law of destruction, the authority of the dragon of war, Tiamat, the dragon strike technique ——”

Only to see a light blue beam in his palm stretching upwards, as if through the dome of the Roxy Palace, one centred on Charles's palm and one connected to the cloud-covered sky ——

Next moment.

The flow of time slowed, only to see the space contract and gather at a rapid rate in the center of his palm until a singular point was formed; between moments, bright and white light burst out from that point, the whole space seemed to have a strange expansion...

Then there's a huge shock wave.

All those who were not exposed to the flames looked up subconsciously and saw that the upper half of the entire Temple of Underflour seemed to have been propped up by this shock wave, and the stones, wood, tiles, glass and crystals, like being broken down, collapsed in all directions, and then the entire site exploded.

‘Boom!’

Looking miles away, even the entire Ambesseur witnessed the explosion, and all those in and over the harbour couldn't help but stop and stare at the fact that half of the Grand Temple of Andefoule had been blown up directly from the top.

The Roxbury Palace - now an open rubble - is rigidly retrieving sight from everyone in the Palace, looking at the young man who caused all this.

“Brando, you...” Princess Griffin bit her lower lip, pale and almost fainted.

Brando couldn't help it either, “Charles, I'm asking you to blow up the Roxbury Palace, not the entire Temple of Underflor...”

“But you're talking about blowing this temple away, my lord.” Charles is incredibly innocent.

“This is a misunderstanding.” Brando glanced at Griffin in vain.

The future Princess Regent has been too angry to speak.

The Grand Temple of Anderfleur is one of the most precious cultural heritage sites of Eruin and, most importantly, it was built on the site of the ancient Palace of King Ecker.

“It's okay, isn't there half left," Charles replied optimistically, but he wasn't finished, listening only to a loud noise, and a magma column had gushed out of the ground. Then countless fires and magma gushed out of the rubble, and between the turns, the structure of the Great Temple of Andefuler fell into a flaming sea.

And the earth is still trembling, obviously the true power of the Ten Rings magic is buried deep underground, ready to cast its ultimate anger on this temple.

Brandon changed his face, “Come on, get out of here! ”

In fact, there is no need for him to remind us that the remnants of the hall - if any - have begun to panic and to push away.

“Wait, what about the old man?” Dilfiry asked out loud.

Brando looked into a sea of fire, and the flames had completely covered up the figure of Meros and the Saints of the Grey Sword. But he shook his head: "Don't worry, Meros is not his opponent. Instead of worrying, we are the only ones...”

“Us?”

Brando nodded seriously.

… (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.)