The Amber Sword

Half a month has passed since the Princess's messenger returned the news from Lantoniland. Book Roll Month is considered an important month for the Bukas in Silver City State, where the White Tower rings the bell and announces the arrival of a month of knowledge and wisdom, where the wizards will openly examine their students in Gata or in Najdi White Marble Square, engulfing the entire Silver City State in a tense but orderly atmosphere.

But for the Eruin countrymen in Tonigal, this is just a month that is getting hotter and hotter; the crops in the fields are starting to draw leaves, and the entire shade of the cedar collar seems to rotate into an admirable blue - even astrologers and scholars in Pragues, Ambethels and elsewhere argue whether July should be linked to the logical capacity of people in the system of the world of Warnde, whose supporters and opponents hold the word, but in fact the majority of the people in this kingdom have nothing to do with production and life.

People just turn around this time of year, adhering to the laws of their lives, rising and setting, morning and evening, that's all.

And the smell of swordshooting between the princess and Denel became more evident. The forthcoming war was gradually moved to the table and became the hottest topic after the tea meal.

Although the Count has remained silent on this, everyone knows that his lord stood firmly by the Princess. It is well known that the Lord is a young man, and that the beauty of the princess has spread throughout the country and even in the Cruz generation, so that some of the people south of Limintai and even in the Vlada region are secretly speculating about Brando's relationship with Princess Griffin.

Of course, the people's favorite rumors are nothing more than knights and princesses, counts and his noble lovers. Plus the fact that the Battle of Ambessel was like a knight's novel - and Brando didn't know why he was leading a family to Ambessel on his own - but all in all, most people preferred to believe it.

The eyes of those around Her Royal Highness have been strange for some time now. Griffy blushes slightly because the princess even occasionally mentions these rumors and reduces the number of meetings with him, which is called Brando's depression.

Fortunately, Roman didn't seem to be jealous of it, but listened to Brando's Bard Version of The Knight's Act several times. Every time she hears the "Princess of the Count Night Club," she becomes particularly curious.

“Lord, the Fortress of the Tree of the World is growing better than expected, and a month after you left the land we built the Tower of the Moon. And with the magic transfer of the Moon Tower, the transmission energy of the Vortex of Light has increased to ten times a month, twenty times, thirty times… fifty times, by the summer moon, my people have now grown to one hundred, two hundred, three hundred and ten, twenty times… 367. ”

Monica's crisp voice interrupted Brando's thoughts, and he stunned, looking up at the crown above his head.

Valhalla's development is better than expected, and the huge shade is more than ten times larger than he had last left, and the palm-sized leaves stacked together make up a shade of emerald that dyes the edges of the leaves into a warm bright yellow as the sun penetrates through them. Brando sat on the stairs in front of the town hall listening to Monica read the report - in fact, the report itself was both streamlined and detailed, but Ms. Lightning's egg-wrenching numerical approach was really hard to correct - and fortunately, after a period of ear damage, Brando became accustomed to this naturally stubborn numerical approach, and he had to lament the powerful adaptability of humankind.

He looked up at the moon-white spire above the canopy, and the long tower passed through the shade of the dense layer, crawling with mountain tigers, one window with wood at every other distance beneath the shade, making the whole tower look unique and natural.

At the top of the tower is a moon-shaped resonant crystal that glitters with fluorescence, proving that it is working now. This is the Moon Tower in Valhalla, which sits on the other end of the square, and Brando retracts his gaze, and the square between the Town Hall and the Moon Tower is no longer more than a hundred meters in diameter, but more than three times larger.

And compared to the last time I saw him, there was an extra fountain in the center of the square. The fountain has no artificial marks, but grows like a tree trunk underneath, surrounded by mushrooms. There is a statue of a teenage girl in the center, and Brando recognizes that it should be a symbol of the Spring Goddess.

According to Monica, the statue is supposed to be Valhalla's ancillary building, but its role is very solid. The entire fountain, like a magical halo with weak effects, can replenish all Valhalla sanctioned organisms and mechanics within a hundred meters of its vicinity. The role of this magical halo, though very weak, makes Brando very important.

That's meditating near this fountain, and it doubles the effect. This is really great news for cultivating wizards, which means that wizard apprentices practice magic by the fountain and only take half the time to master new magic.

And in fact, Charles had already discovered this benefit, and Brando saw many of the disciples in monochrome robes practicing spells like 'magic balls' and ‘fire arrows' in the square, some of them forming two groups against each other, making the central scene in the square similar to a group of people throwing fireworks, which was pleasing.

“Since last month, however, Lord Charles has withdrawn the authority of the Moon Tower. So the swirl of light has now returned to its original level ——” Monica finally counts, and she fans her wings like a little light ball in front of Brando, continuing: "As your lord has requested, we have raised Valhalla to level one, two… three territories in a short period of time; at the same time, the nest of trees used for protection has been built, one, two, three… twenty-seven have grown, and the other, two, three… forty-three are still ripe. ”

She flew to one side and replied, "Lord, you can look this way. ”

Brando snapped away from the translucent Lord's interface floating in front of him, and the sleepy data on it showed him the size of one head or two. He looked up and saw that Monica was pointing in a direction where tumors similar to tree festivals were grown on trunks extending outward from the square, while some of the common ancient wooden trunks were wrapped around these tumors.

He just looked in that direction, and some pale green text appeared on the roots of the tree trunk in turn:

Ancient roots, parasitic plants, life: 40, intelligence —, will —, perception —, power 22, ingenuity 20, physique 25.

These ancient roots have to come out single-handedly, almost to the level of the Black Iron Peak, but they just don't know how powerful they are in action. Brando couldn't help but look to the other side, and not far away Haruze was fighting a mustache in a knight's training uniform, but his sword skills were a little miserable. All of a sudden the vines swept across the ground, and the lovely little prince fell on the floor with his head.

Brando couldn't help but sigh as the teenager climbed up with a red forehead covered in tears.

“As long as you defeat this rootstock, you can rest, Your Highness.” He interrupted Monica shouting.

“I, I get it, teacher.” His Royal Highness, the Little Prince, thanked him and was then overwhelmed by a whip on the protective wall on the side of the square.

Brando held his forehead and felt for the first time that he was mistaken. He sighed: "Go on, Monica. ”

According to Monica, each tree nest can bear ten such rootstocks, and when the seventy tree nests are fully built, there will be seven or eight hundred of these rootstocks alone on the periphery of Valhalla. That's the battle power of the White Lion Legion, or the elite soldiers of the Black Blade Legion.

And Brando knows that this is just a contrast of power, not to mention how many times more tactical synergies these roots are under the unified command of the World Tree Fortress than human soldiers.

“Lord, after the World Tree Fortress reached level two, a defensive building, the Pokémon Arrow Tower, was added to the perimeter walls of the square perimeter and the second loop below. Because you are not authorized, you will need to personally determine if you need to build it.” Monica replied.

She responded with some light spirits flying behind her every moment, each of which greets the designated chief himself. In Brando's eyes, these spirits of light dancing around the world's trees, like countless fireflies, adorn a vast crown with a few magical colors.

“Pokémon Arrow Tower?” Brando asks, "It sounds like a city defense facility invented by the Pokémon. There are three rooms on the top floor of the Pokémon Arrow Tower that can accommodate archers, eight perforations in each room that can face each direction, and two magical arrays of frost and flame in the room that can easily enchant archers' arrows --"

“There's an ammunition room on the third floor of the arrow tower, a crossbow room on the first floor that holds two elf crossbows. Am I right?” He looked up and asked.

“Lord, you're amazing!” Monica couldn't help but stare and sigh sharply: “That's about it, but something's wrong. Silver Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon Pokémon are, ”

The Light Girl replied with some pride.

“Can I see the data first?” Brando asked.

“Absolutely, Lord. ”

Monica flew into the town hall and pulled a long drawing out of it. Brando looked at the dense and numb drawing and couldn't help shaking his head. Actually, he didn't need anything, because Monica said of course he could when a light screen was already floating in front of him.

A three-dimensional Elf Arrow Tower model emerges on the light screen that shows all aspects of this stuff.

First are three shooter rooms, almost identical to the Silver Elf Arrow Tower, with eight perforations and two magic arrays clearly visible. Below is the ammunition chamber, where arrows and crossbow cannons can be transported through a transmission magic into the upper rooms, although the lower level of the crossbow chamber is slightly different from the Silver Elf tower in Brando's memory.

From the model, this Pokémon Arrow Tower can only accommodate the next crossbow gun, but there is an additional Magic Apprentice on the room staffing note.

“Enchanted crossbow gun!” Brando grabbed the drawings as if, and they reacted.

“Worthy lords.” Monica praised with surprise.

“What an ingenious design,” Brando exclaimed. In his heart, however, Valhalla's Pokémon Arrow Tower is better than the Silver Pokémon. Not necessarily. The killing power of an Enchanted Crossbow gun compared to two regular Crossbows is actually limited, but the configuration of a Crossbow gun and a Magic Apprentice is slightly more luxurious.

After a slight indulgence, he understood a little why all aspects of Valhalla's setup seemed to exist to cultivate a large number of witches. Now it seems likely that this territory is a truly high-end magical territory of legend.

While such a territory is powerful, the consumption of nurturing is obviously also astonishing.

Valhalla's Pokémon Arrow Tower has basically the same frontal defense as the Silver Pokémon, with a slightly weak side defense but some self-healing capability, each with a thousand autumns overall. But this highly magical arrow tower is naturally not above a level compared to those of ordinary humans made of groundstone.

Overall, Brando is still very satisfied, and once Valhalla has such defenses, the defense of the entire territory can almost be doubled. Brando immediately slapped the board and asked, "Do you need the support of a magic pool for an arrow tower like this? ”

Monica nodded: "But without all that waste, the magic of the crystal pool conversion is enough to keep these arrow towers running. One crystal pool is enough to supply one, two, three... forty Pokémon Arrow Towers to keep running. And, Lord, the crystal pool was built three months ago, according to your requirements prior to your arrival. ”

“So how many of these arrow towers do you think we need? Monica? ”

“If built on the top floor here in the square, only eight seats are enough to cover all the areas at the moment. Twenty seats are required to build on the second level loop. And if it's built on the lowest rootstock city, I'm afraid it'll take seventy or more, and if Lord Lord chooses the last option, because Lord Odom is building a wall somewhere, it'll take a lot of time--”

The outer ring in Monica's mouth is actually a floor area on the outside of the trunk of the world's trees. The entire world's trees form three areas after full maturity. The central 500-metre diameter square is the highest and most central area, and almost all the functional buildings surround this huge square.

Down the square, about 30 meters down, is a loop about 50 meters wide. Such a loop surrounds the tree of the world and has two floors from top to bottom. The lower loop leads to the upper level, while the upper loop leans against the tree wall and connects to the inner hall in the middle of the tree of the world.

Down the two loops is an open area made up of countless roots of Valhalla rooted on the ground, which are uneven and about two to three thousand meters in diameter, forming many flat spaces, with roots as wide as they are connected to each other, just downtown Valhalla.

But there is no such thing as an artificial fortress in the lower part of the city that the descendants of a dwarf are suddenly wondering about it.

And this was the first time Brando heard of it, and he couldn't help but get up and ask, “Is Odom going to build another wall downtown? Wait, is he crazy? What if Valhalla expands further? ”

“Lord, the core region of Valhalla will stabilize for some time once it reaches its present diameter. After all, the World Tree Fortress is not growing indefinitely.” Monica replied.

“What about the future?” Brando still thinks it's a bit awkward, the last time the guy said he was going to build an 'Invincible City' with no gates, he felt he should have noticed the problem, and I didn't expect Odom to be more lawless this time around.

But Monica clearly disagrees with him: "Lord, the Fortress of the Tree of the World is a magical land. Perhaps you haven't seen its magic yet, but don't worry, even if it continues to expand in the future, it won't affect the Old Town distinction in any way, and you'll be able to expand the next one. ”

“Really?” Brando frowned, speaking of territory. Don't say that Valhalla is a level territory, a popular magic territory of players he hasn't seen, and he is also an incredible novice in this regard.

“Of course, every time Valhalla expands, the whole territory is overthrown. How can such a world tree fortress be described as coming from the strongest fortress before the last era?” Monica replied proudly.

“The strongest fortress?” Brando grabbed the modifier sharply. He thought that some of these naturally stubborn spirits were bragging about themselves, but Monica nodded after listening to his questions: "Lord, you must not know the origin of this territory. Once you know why it was built, you will understand that Monica's words are true. ”

“What is its origin?” Brando squinted his eyes and asked curiously.

Monica was slightly stunned and suddenly changed her appearance in a mechanical tone: “Valhalla, the Palace of Kings, Asgard, the ideal town of Avalon, and the Otras, two, three, four, five fortresses, were originally replicas of Fort Babel. They were activated in turn after the Dusk War, but as far as I know, the Golden Palace of Asgard, the ideal town of Avalon, has been completely destroyed, and Valhalla has only one backup left, and Otras is missing. ”

“But as a reproduction of the final battlefield Babel, though it is only a backup, the remaining Valhalla symbolizes the supreme work of that era's civilization.” (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.)