The Amber Sword

A few ice sculptures or sitting or lying in the snow, men, women, the same stiff and empty color on their faces, almost frozen eyes directly into the sky with no life inside. Freya passed through these ice sculptures somewhat sadly, silently touching their cold eyelids with her hands.

As the exorcism said before, Emerald and Enica had no obvious scars on them, their skin greyed out, they lost moisture and contracted, and they were covered with ice and snow along with the bodies of the horses on their knees. On the face of it, it was like those who were frozen to death in the snow, but five or six people could so coincidentally be frozen to death, not to mention that Enica and Emerald were primitive gold fighters, and this low temperature should have no effect on them at all.

Freya noticed the hollow eyes of Emerald and Enica, and in her memory there was a way of dying that had a similar look, which was the temperature taken away by the ghosts; to think of it, she suddenly remembered the night she escaped from Riedenberg, when Brando used white stags to guide them.

Under the gloomy night color, the fluorescent white male creature opened the way in the woods, but her most memorable was those who died in the hands of the ghost, pale in face, sweaty, is also such a hollow divine color, as if she had lost her soul.

Freya raised her head and raised her head with some vigilance. She and her team were already in a silver-grey forest, whirring snowstorms through bare branches, and those making strange noises, like monsters whistling between the woodlands.

“It's a ghost. The geeks in the mountains suck people's souls. This forest must be their land. We have to get out of here as soon as possible.” One of Cruz's knights, a dark-skinned young man, said a little nervously: "When I was a kid, I used to hear old people talk about their legends, and nobody could kill them, and once they got caught up in them, we were dead. ”

“Enough, Rollo, you're a golden warrior, and all those ghosts aren't much of your opponents. If they come, we will avenge Emerald and Enica!” The knight named Alaia answered impatiently, turning back to Freya and asking, "Miss Freya, do you really think there could be ghosts in this forest?” His Excellency the Commander "was also elevated to ‘Miss Freya’, because Freya's decision earned the trust of every Cruz present - and trust was the basis for cooperation.

“Einica is just like you. They died without a sign. So what do you do?” Rollo kept an eye on him and asked.

“So we should just clamp our tails and run away? Enough, don't talk to me about Enica. It'll only make me angry, Rollo. Don't make me look down on you!” Alaia replied angrily.

“Alaia, you shut up, is that how you talk to your peers?” Little Pello finally couldn't help himself. He pulled the soft grey mouse skin hood, scolded it, and said back to Rollo: "Rollo, the knight swore to break his sword and never abandon his companion. I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said before, but don't let him hear it again. ”

The dark-skinned young man seemed a little afraid of him. He was warned, but dared not speak back, and could only stare at him silently. Alaia also snorted back, holding his sword and looking in the direction of the forest, seemed to be at least more vigilant, although he did not believe Lolo's words.

Little Pero turns around and looks at Freya and asks, "Miss Freya, what do you think, Lolo? At least one thing is right. Enica, they died without a sign, and even a sneak attack was a little too quiet. Enica is a senior scout, no worse than I am. ”

Freya frowned, and the bodies of Enica and Emerald and others did not look like they had experienced a struggle in their lifetime, as if they were walking and suddenly falling here, but those were four gold-class warriors. She looked in that direction and suddenly noticed a small detail:

“Sister, have you noticed their eyes? ”

“Hmm?” Nimaisi frowned slightly.

“Einica, they should have looked forward in their lifetime, that forest, where something might have caught their attention.” Freya replied.

“What exactly did they find in the forest?” Alaia asked.

“Definitely not an attacker, and if the attackers came from the forest, Enica, they couldn't have reacted at all.” Little Pero replied.

Others looked at each other and couldn't think of anything in the forest that would relax Enica and others. You know, Enica and Emerald are professional scouts in the Knights of the Folds. They are the finest nightingales, soldiers in the military, and they never relax.

The snow seemed to subside for a little while, and people felt a strange silence rising between them, and they looked at the silver-grey forest voluntarily, suddenly feeling a little creepy.

“Did you hear something?” Suddenly someone asked. The man was wearing a leather coat and a dark brown robe underneath. He was the only accompanying cleric among the Knights of Cruz.

“What's the matter?” Alamo asked by name.

“Shh... listen, there's a sound in the wind.” Little Pero is a little serious about putting one finger on his lips, giving others an eye.

Everyone shut up and a low but sharp voice sounded like a whistle in the wind. The sound came from afar and close, and suddenly a loud noise flew over the forest, and everyone subconsciously pressed the handle and raised their heads, and then they saw a spectacular scene:

A gray, crystal-crafted bird's bird flew from the tree canopy, densely and numbly into the sky. These birds' crystal-clear bodies reflected the blue reflection of the great tide of the sky in the middle of the sky, flashing into a flash, and they flashed their wings high in the snow, making a crisp and crisp sound, turning their eyes over the heads.

Everyone here was stunned, and they had no idea that this seemingly lifeless place was hiding so many beautiful creatures. “It's crystal swans, for God's sake, these are the rare elemental creatures in the Mountains of the Storm, so many! Poetry will go crazy when it sees them!” A knight suddenly screamed.

It was a wonder, but Little Pero and Nimmasis reacted much more directly, pulling out their swords and reminding and shouting to others: “Beware, there is something in the forest! ”

More than a dozen Krutz knights at a time.

After the crystal swans, there was the sound of clicking trees falling down in the forest, and obviously those crystal swans were all startled by these things behind them. Everyone stared into the forest and wanted to see exactly what it was that attacked Enica's people before.

But very quickly, they held their breath.

Behind the wind and snow, a huge shadow gradually emerged, and the shadow gradually moved forward and became clearer.

Then they saw a wolf, a giant wolf as tall as a mountain, with silver bristles floating violently in the wind and snow, whose ears were pointy and long, somewhat out of shape from the average winter wolf, but with a golden glance in both eyes, the inner glow of wisdom and cold.

It rises down and looks at everyone, and the forest is like a meadow beneath it, and the Krutz knight here is an ant in the meadow.

“This… is…” Little Pero looked up and stared at the scene.

“Head Wolf Ashes...” Nimaisi couldn't help but change her face: “Impossible, it shouldn't be sealed in...”

She suddenly realized something and subconsciously stopped talking. “What do we do?" Everyone looked unconsciously at their only commander, Freya. But that's when everyone found something weird.

Freya's gone.

Seems to disappear empty-handed.

Nimaisie's heart suddenly subsided.

But at this moment, no one understands that Freya is standing right where she is, and she's more surprised than everyone else here ——

Because what she sees is completely different from the others.

Just moments after the wind started, Freya first heard this fluttering wolf howl in the forest, no crystal swan, no head wolf, Ashes, all she saw was the sudden appearance of white eyes with many star dots in the pitch of darkness, those eyes gradually coming out of the shadows of the gray and white woodlands, and then formed a furry, snow and white giant wolf.

Freya doesn't recognize these strange werewolf creatures, but Brando might be able to name them one by one here:

The pale child.

One of the most favored dusk populations of the head wolf, Esys, is rumored to be traveling over the snow fields, passing through storms. But their head wolf, Le Perth, died in the fierce hands of the dragons of the sky, and they fell into battle with Milos, king of the Frost Titans.

Freya glanced and pulled out her sword immediately. But it was at this time that she discovered a strange thing, that the future goddess of martial arts found herself surrounded by the knights of Cruz - Little Pero, Alaia, Rollo, and even Sister Nimaisi - standing on her horse with a stupidity, as if she hadn't noticed what was going on around her.

Freya suddenly frightened, her mind instantly appeared like Enica and a few Emerald people had died, and she couldn't help but sweat.

“Sister Nimmasis!?” She hurried to push Nimaisi, who was shaking slightly as if she had just woken up from a fantasy.

She first saw Freya, slightly flashed, then frowned a little confused and asked, "Freya, where have you been? Run, little Pero, they're dead, I'll help you stop Esis...”

“Wait, what are you talking about! Everybody's still alive!” Freya hurriedly interrupted her: “We are surrounded. Get ready to fight, Sister Nimaceus! ”

“Fight?” Nimaisi stunned, then noticed the surrounding scene. She stuck on the horse and couldn't help but say, "Son of pale? How could it be them? Where's Essex? ”

Her voice had just fallen, and just at this moment, a sudden scream was heard in the forest.

“Goddess of War! That's impossible! Why are there blood lines of the goddess of war in this day and age?” The sound was sharp, unlike any intelligent creature on the Vaughn continent, as if it were a metal noise made by two files staggered together.

Freya and Nimaceus looked in that direction unconsciously, and they saw a silver figure over there.

That thing looks a little human, because it has limbs, two feet on the ground, and its hands are so long that they hang beneath its knees, all covered in silver and white skin, but the scary thing is that it doesn't have eyes, nose and ears, and there's only one black hole in a smooth face that's called a mouth.

And standing next to the inhuman monster, an old acquaintance of Freya and Nimmasis.

“Marquis Yuki!?” Freya looked at the guy incredibly and asked, "Aren't you dead? ”

Marquis Youxi smiled slightly: "How could I die so easily before I gave my life to God, Freya? You and your lord must have arrived. Actually, we've been waiting for him here a long time. ”

Freya chirped in her heart.

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(PS: I had a bad day's rest, by the way, Amber is about to enter the real mainline of the waves. I also have to sort out my thoughts. Today I will resume updating, but I will not promise it if the state slowly recovers. The only thing I can say is just wait and see what is behind the Warnde mainland ~

Another big chapter on Eternity involves a lot of content and may be a little long) (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.)