The Amber Sword

Now, right now.

A rolling meatball is running around between these foods, and if you look at it more, you'll find that it's moving the cargo one by one deeper than the hole, with a pair of wings —— though these wings remind me of a grilled turkey at New Year's Eve, a pair of fat claws —— and the claws are short and small, so they can finally grab the boxes and drag them back. Then the thick hindlimbs, obviously some overgrowth, walked and swayed, as if they could not move without doing so, the meatballs backed every step, the bucket thick tail swayed, whilst making a whispering sound.

If it weren't for his tight, rather beautiful pale scales and the two pairs of identity-proof horns, the average person might have thought they saw a hippocampus instead of a dragon.

Even though Starr was a real dragon, a frosty young dragon that was very rare even among the Dragons, of course, he had been driven back by the Dragons since childhood, because as a dragon, he did not store wealth, but was passionate about collecting something to eat. Starr's parents thought it was a disgrace and then kicked him out the first day after he was able to become independent. In fact, that's exactly what happened, creating Starr's timid personality. But he was satisfied with his character, he was satisfied with his current life, the humans were always‘ giving ’him a lot of good food, and the place was very comfortable to live in, except, of course, for a little while. After all, Starr was still a dragon, and he felt that it was an insult to his intelligence that humans actually thought he hadn't found them. In fact, whether it was Veronica or Alex, Starr had discovered these humans since the first moment they entered the glacier. If a person's intelligence was proportional to his brain's capacity, then Starr's wisdom was hidden in his fat body.

Starr thought about the mumps with his paws for a while, seemingly remembering that he still had work to do, that he had been preparing to move since two weeks earlier, that the humans seemed unhappy, and that Starr never looked down on dealing with these humble creatures. Though the dragons probably thought he was a cowardly dragon, a disgrace to the Dragon Nation, Starr didn't think so. Why fight? Fighting is no good. The battle will consume heat, and he finally collected so many delicious things to make him fat and white, can't go to find the poor, barefoot, hillbilly adventurers, Jiufeng has an old saying, Starr has always been the motto: barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes, and now he just feels like he's wearing shoes, how can he mix with those beggars?

To sum up, our Frost Dragon took about two weeks to move something that would have taken about two days to move out, even using magic - a waste of time to make up for the sudden fall asleep. The magic of Starr is also unique, and he calls it the magic of wisdom, and its specific principles are -- don't bother, don't spell too long, don't do magic moves, don't be too tired.

The rest is Lord Starr's exclusive spell.

After the cave was emptied, it also became empty, except for one place, where the center of the entire cave, an ice-cold column, standing between the blue ground and the top of the cave, was not like those frozen ice-cold columns of water, which looked far more like a trapezoidal ice wall, while on the front of the wall, a ‘sun’ was embedded. To be precise, it is a source of constant light and heat emitting to the outside world, four silver rings surrounding the light sphere, slowly rotating in four directions, while further away from the light sphere, some small, mercury-shaped spheres are also rotating in the same orbit, and if you count carefully, there are a total of thirty-six groups of mercury spheres that surround the light sphere.

This is eternal energy, and the witches gave it a name, the Heart of the Dragon, because the legend is that it is a relic of the ancient relics of the Dragon King Bahamet. There are twelve such hearts in Warnde, but three are destroyed in the fires of war, and the remaining six remain in the Dragon Nation, leaving three unaccounted for, and the present one, obviously, is one of three Dragon Hearts unaccounted for. Starr looked at this thing, hesitated for a moment, and then crept up the column with his fleshball-shaped body and grabbed the silver ring to remove it from the ice column. And then he looked at an empty groove left on the ice column, and he thought about it, and he took out a basin-sized grey gemstone and set it in, and he had to say, just the right size.

The carnivore nodded satisfactorily and hid deep in the cave with a dragon's heart.

……

“My lord, this is the place.” The wizard looked at the narrow crack between the two glaciers not far away and turned back, bowing respectfully to the Grand Duke of Anrek, answering with respect. At this moment, Alec is wrapped around his body, as if a deerskin coat could not hold him up straight, like an old man with a candle age, but he stands in front of everyone, just because of his temperament, no one else dares to take an extra breath.

He looked at the crack, which leaned beneath a hundred meters of thick ice, a dark blue inside, and the field of vision continued forward, and was overshadowed. Alec hasn't spoken yet, and naturally there is a flame on which to follow. Although magic lighting has been widely used in the Vaughn world, magic is in fact an unstable presence in most unknown areas - it can make some unknown beings notice, and it can cause some trouble you don't want to see, especially in the black forest.

The fire quickly lit up the cave, the narrow cracks seemed to extend into hell, and Alex would naturally not risk himself. He let a team of knights in first, which seemed to be better than expected, and the dispatched knights quickly folded back in to report all safety.

“The dragon has indeed gone, my lord," the accompanying wizard replied in a glamorous manner. "The dragon is very arrogant and will not usually set any traps in his lair. In that case, let's go in and find the heart of the dragon immediately, my lord. ”

“What about the two hunters?” Dejar suddenly asked.

Alec turned around and looked at him, a little impatient. Since the Battle of Ambethel, the young man seems to have suffered a great deal of setbacks and a significant decline in his ability to do things, which is highly dissatisfying.

Dejar fought a cold war and immediately understood what Alex meant. He turned his back in shade and made a gesture against the knight behind him.

“Kill them. ”

When the Hunter Girl hiding on the ice saw the scene, she almost immediately wanted to rush up, but her hands were caught tight in the snow and she survived. Brando turned around and looked at the other side's red fingers and couldn't help but ask comfortably: "Is your brother in there? ”

Paia froze and shook her head slowly.

“Even if he's in there, we can't save him. Did you see those knights?” Brando refers to the black knights guarding the periphery of the cave, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes: “Those are the Order's Dead Knights, to whom all things should return, and Alec has a good place in this organization. ”

“Brando, do you know anything?” Veronica lay on the other side and stared at the black knights with a frown. Unlike Brando's feelings, however, she couldn't help but be afraid of the dark afterwards. She found that the black knights actually had hidden elements fluctuating on each body, which meant that the knights were at least the golden peak, the level of element manifestation. But the point is, she knows that this is actually a conservative estimate, because she finds that some of the knights have shown signs of element chemistry, and she squeezes her eyes, and it's hard to hide the lines of the laws of those who have just entered the element stage.

Hundreds of black knights, Veronica had never heard of the black knights before she discovered them. In fact, she suddenly realized that even the world had never known anything clearly. All four temples believed that the return of all things would be a cult, but it was really hard to say how much people, including ordinary nobility, even knew about the inside of the organization.

When Brando heard Veronica's question, he smiled, “You don't know, Veronica. The cults that we have often heard are deeply repugnant to the world, but when it comes to understanding, how many people truly understand that they are also an unknown number. After all, the ban on the Temple of Fire is there, who dares to go deeper into contact with these cults without permission? Even the Cruz nobility, I'm afraid. ”

“Listen to you, you seem to know them well, little guy?” Veronica turned back and asked with some interest.

“The wizards know more about nature. The four most famous of the cults, the Silver Skyscraper, the Sheep Head, everything comes back together. The shepherds, among them the Sheep Head, are the party feathers of the devil. They smell of sulfur all over their bodies and make tigers, but it is not worth mentioning. The Silver Sky Snake believes in their agnostic theory that human exploration of knowledge and order is contrary to the mysterious majesty of the world itself, and that they are mainly directed against witches and have nothing to do with ordinary people. And the main enemies of the four temples, in fact, are the returning of all things to the herdsmen. ”

Speaking of which, Brando stopped for a moment before continuing: “But there is a big difference between the two, the herders… The herders were said to belong to the circle of the sky of Druid. After the fall of Fort Babel, one of the withers broke with the original Druids, and the tribe followed the dragon of darkness, the horrible army of herders, which is also their name. ”

“The herder, the herder...” Veronica muttered to herself.

Brando nodded: "But the Dragon of Darkness was defeated by the Four Wise Men, and the herders fled without a trace. When they reappeared, they were as insane as they are now, but unlike the return of all things, who were keen to subvert the civilized order, the shepherds were always drunk on stealing the ‘blood of God'. ”

“Stealing God's blood?” The scholar lady heard this place and finally couldn't bear to make a sound.

Brando looked back at Sy, a hillbilly girl who had been a victim of herding trees and who had suffered himself. But even he did not know what was at the root of the madness of the shepherd, which was the unsolved mystery that the players had been searching for, and he shook his head: “Nobody knows this issue, and it is not something we are discussing right now. What we need to know is that these enemies are at hand, and everything will be back together. ”

He interrupted the poem and continued: “The herdsmen are only a loose organization, with twelve shepherds, but they are divided. The Black Firemen who are attached to them are a typical example, and it is always well known that the Black Firemen are divided from the former chief sheep, and that the return of all things will be completely different, an unprecedented organization that, as far as I know, lurks in any civilized country on the Vaughn continent with every plot to overthrow the regime and create disturbances and wars. ”

“It can even be said without exaggeration that half, if not half, of the wars and conspiracies in the Vaughn continent are shadowed by the return of all things. But instead of being such a huge organization with so many ties to the nobles, it seemed like an invisible monster, and everyone knew it, but everyone couldn't say it.” Brando frowned, and in the last generation he worked to find the organization behind everything, but in vain, he eventually came to Grexius, the kingdom of the Knights, and found the network of everything coming together with his claw teeth all over the world, as if it were a constant killing.

“All countries?” The poet seemed surprised by the phrase.

But Brando hesitated and replied, “Perhaps there is an exception. ”

“Where?” Veronica looked back at him, hoping it would be Cruz, but she also knew it was unlikely that the Temple of Fire would be infiltrated by everything, let alone the Empire itself. This is a helpless fact, not to mention the fact that most nobles believe that the return of all things will be a more moderate cult organization.

Return of all things preaches the unity of all things, a doctrine that actually bewitches many people. Only Brando knows that this one, it's not the truth itself, it's the dusk.

“Ellanta…” replied Brando, "the only wise man still exists in the kingdom of the world. ”

“Ah!" the poet couldn't help but whisper, nature's patronage of Erlanta, the only country completely neutral and not involved in the affairs of the continent, if the temple of nature and the other three temples are close, rarely show a proactive posture in the jihad. This country is a mystery to most people across Warnde.

“I should have thought of that.” She muttered.

“You said so much, or didn't you mention the history of these knights, Brando?” Veronica asked.

“I was just about to say, you have to eat every bite, don't you?” Brando smiled a little.

He looked at the black knights.

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(PS: Oops, looks like your 10,000 strong baboons won't be back for a while, today it's 7K words.... = =, don't hit me in the face!) (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.)