The Amber Sword

Freya opened her eyes and fell from the sky, watching the knight slash another sword at her, but seriously injured she could not escape. She couldn't help but close her eyes and felt cold in her heart.

But a shout replaced what was supposed to happen, a tragic sight that was intolerable to all.

In the eyes of everyone, a long blue gun held Laurena's sword steady when it sounded. The knight immediately realized that she had company support and subconsciously wanted to draw her sword back, but the next moment she was surprised to find herself - unable to move.

“How could this happen! ”

Laurena was so surprised that she had never seen anything like it since she learned to flash her sword. She finds herself not incapacitated by some magic, but suddenly obscured in front of herself by feeling comfortable with the space in which the blade moves arbitrarily, as if it were stuck in a condensed ice.

She looked up in horror at the ponytail girl standing in front of her.

Sy stared coldly at her with a Tianqing gun.

Another golden peak girl. Laurena already knew what Brando was capable of, but she never dreamed that a Tonigal in the district was hiding so many geniuses, as if the whole Eruin monster was here.

And it was at this time that an indifferent voice came along: "Flashing swords use space movement to cause direct damage, so that even space movement has less than 10 percent of its effect under undefeated fate. That's a lot of stuff. ”

When I heard that voice, I changed my face as I stood behind all the knights in Delphinton.

“Count Tony Gale.” The woman seemed to bite her teeth and read the name.

She subconsciously wanted to go back, but the voice shouted one step at a time: "Charles. ”

As soon as the voice fell, an invisible shackle fell in the air on every Cruz present. Then a somewhat cold voice came into the ears of these knights:

“Law of space, coagulation. ”

With this sound, Brando's figure has in fact emerged from the crowd, who separated the crowd one step earlier and caught Freya falling from the sky, looking up cold at the prime minister of the Cruz:

“This lady, it seems we've met once in a circle of wind, right? ”

“Veronica asked you to come. Are you going to tell me that the Cruz are ready to declare war on Eruin? ”

“If that's the case, I'm always there for you. ”

Brando said out loud all around.

……

The holy palace of Erudenir is enclosed in a lurch all year round, and the floor of the empty obsidian hall reflects a dark blue glow, dark as a mirror, reflecting in darkness one hundred and twenty columns of the dead raised by white barriers, supporting the Gothic dome stacked with layered skeletons.

Here, it is said that the breath exhaled by the living will be frozen in an instant into a glass slag-like ice crystal, so that the temple is permanently icy, and the 'hungry wail’ of things passing through the corridor columns is like a madman's rhetoric wrapped around the vault.

Residents around Jing Bay (1) believe that the 'hunger cry’ is a tsunami from the ghosts climbing out of the abyss, and the Vaughands often think that the breath of the deceased forms a wind, so it lingers. In fact, however, this natural landscape existed long before Madara was founded.

(Note today the bay between the north of Eruin and St. Osor)

In the absence of a windswell, the black knights dressed in black crossed between the columns, and the metal hook-shaped ornament at the end of the cape was dragged to echo. These dark chaplains have been passing through the massive spiritual spider mothers lying beside the columns of the dead, standing in two rows at the centre of the hall, silent and silent, staring at their four lantern-like eyes.

Instaron stood at the end of the hall, side by side with Tagus, watching with interest. Unlike most ancient spirits, who decay as if they had already burned out as long ago as their lives, he is extremely involved in knowledge hunting, he knows the style of that ancient kingdom opposite the black Brahmandu rose, he knows the brilliant culture of the Krutz, and he even knows that the mistake often documented in most mortal literature around Eruin and Krutz is that black knights are spiritual creatures such as skeletons in armour - in fact, quite apart from most of the rumours circulating, the Black Knight of Hell is a very special spirit, even in Madara. Most of their territory is close to the sea within the month of death, maintaining a cold and elegant prenatal habit, the deceased engraved his vows on armor, the soul fire haunting the obsession of the living, driven by the fire of vengeance, which is the origin of the Black Knight.

Their stubbornness, even in Madara, is famous. Although the world often says that stubbornness is like Madara's decaying bone skeleton, the Black Knights are particularly stubborn, the knights of the living keep their dogma, and these dead Knights are trapped by vows and curses forever.

Instaron thinks they can be called ‘Madara in Madara’. He looked at the scene in a dazzling manner and was not in touch with Tagus Gurgur, who was beside him.

There was a buzzing voice in the lobby: “In the name of the eternal dark moon and the black flower, King of the Supreme Dark Kingdom, Rocky's Wand Man, accept the loyalty and salute of the lords from the East. ”

The voice was like stretching the empty hall further, reaching deep into the other side, but it remained unresponsive for a long time. Above the hall, the supreme man on the throne waited for a moment before gently ‘hmm’.

The Black Knights bowed their heads.

“After the glory of His Majesty's majesty and the submission of even the land of the Sea of the Dead Moon, the reunification of the Dark Kingdom is almost at hand a thousand years later. Apart from what Alvett was thinking, there was only one country left, Tagus, where the moon rose to participate in this kind of history. It was very exciting.” As Stallon watched the Black Knights bow down, he couldn't help but whisper to his peers.

“Expecting is not the emotion the deceased deserves," Tagus replied softly, with little change in colour. As one of the most noble vampires of the Manline family, he was allowed to wear a black noble robe with Phnom Penh in this hall, standing with the stateless Instarone, which was ridiculous, “Madara began to act according to the will of the mercury wand, like a curse rather than a target, and the world of the living was nothing but an instantaneous decay in the eyes of eternal death. In my view, only time, truth and dust were of value. ”

“That's why people out there call us stubborn bone skeletons. ”

“But the show has just begun, Tagus, and the arrival of the Black Knight today is nothing but an appetizer.” Instead of feeling embarrassed because of his inferior status, Stallon was thrilled: “Watch, Your Majesty called his staff back because something good must have happened. ”

Tagus didn't say a word, but he already knew what was going on. A week ago, two dark nobles were attacked by humans in the direction of the kingdom of Aruin on the western side of Madara, with one vampire castle almost completely converted into coke, leaving behind a large number of traces of flame 'purification’ and almost none of the dead creatures escaping.

In other words, at least a Knight Regiment of the Temple of Fire infiltrated Madara.

Events like this at this time made him smell like a big conspiracy. Although such matters are not uncommon on the border between Eruin and Madala, human beings often invade the territory of the other side in response to the call of the Temple and in order to plunder the territory of the other side, with knights forming a private army between the two sides.

Only since the reign of Obergu VI of Eruin, Madara has gradually assumed the initiative of the war, being attacked by guardians.

But today, unlike in the past, when the Eruyins signed a pact with Madala just over a year ago, it was apparent that the human kingdom was caught in the middle of a civil war and would not lightly start a war at this time.

So it's highly doubtful who's touching the fish in here.

The apathetic vampire squeezed his only remaining eye, and he looked up and saw, as Installon had said, the next dark lord, who had taught the Eruins a painful lesson in Carrassou, the 'blood wand' dressed in a bloody robe - Jorge, the King of the Corpse Witch, slowly stepped into the centre of the hall.

“Your Majesty, today I have a less welcome news. ”

“Those humble human beings are now provoking your majesty in Madara's territory. ”

“The pain inflicted on them by the war a year ago seems to have been forgotten by the recalcitrant human nobles. ”

“Today, I come to ask for your permission to bring them new terror down there. ”

The dull sound of the scepter echoed beneath the vault of the Palace of Eludenir, while Tagus and Instaron raised their eyes slightly.

……

Brando threw Delphine's letter in front of her softly, and he looked closely at the woman. In fact, he had had an affair with her long before the wind changed, but at that time he looked far away, far less carefully than he had seen today.

The beauty of having to deal with each other is truly enough to break anyone's heart, and of all the women he has ever seen, only Princess Griffin has the upper hand.

But in comparison to the vicious hearts and minds of each other, Her Royal Highness is simply like a child.

“Miss Delphine, although I don't know where to offend you. But you don't have to retaliate against me at all costs... Lord Veronica asked you to send me this message. In other words, it seems that you Krutz are not planning to go to war with us Eruins, but to ask me--”

He paused and couldn't help but sarcastically: “I'm afraid she wouldn't be satisfied if she knew that's how you came to offer me a deal. ”

The Prime Minister stared at him coldly, silently, but the poison in his eyes was like a viper throwing up a message. This made Brando frown, and he could never dream that he was there to offend each other, to make them look so bitter and vengeful.

But good thing he didn't need the woman to talk either. He took a look at the letter, which he already knew about. He looked up and silently estimated that this was a historic event.

The wand self-directed this play code, which has also happened in history. He had always thought that because history had been completely changed, none of that would ever happen again, and I didn't think that the wretched King of Corpse Witches would still bring that trouble to himself.

But Brando squinted his eyes and didn't have much to worry about.

There is a rare opportunity for him at the moment. It is rare to encounter familiar historical events, and I'm afraid there will be no more such good things in the future.

… (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.)