The Amber Sword

With Freya's heart roaring and 'roaring’, the cold wind had rubbed her cheek, cut off a few strands of hair in her ear and left a blood mark on her cheek. “What is it?” The future goddess of martial arts opened her eyes and turned her subconscious back to see that thing just stabbed the back of Alaia's neck, a sharp ice cone, its thin ice blade pierced from the left side of the knight's neck, through the other side, and the young knight Cruz screamed and suddenly bled like a bet and fell from the horse's back.

“Alaia!” Freya couldn't believe she saw this scene, and she turned around and saw the dense white son of numbness in the forest whizzing low, the cold air converging as their silver hair curled, forming a spinning mass, each of which had a sharp ice cone.

And every ice cone moves stupidly...

Freya sucked in a cold breath and immediately realized she was in danger. She couldn't even wipe the blood off her cheek and immediately said to Nimaisis behind her: "Sister, find a way to wake up the others, we have to find a way to break through! ”

“What are you going to do!” Nimatis saw Freya grabbing the reins with one hand and rushing out into a position with a slight movement in her heart.

“... that thing seemed to know me, and Brando told me something like that, and I don't know exactly what the bloodline of the goddess of war is, but maybe I could try to get their attention. ”

Freya had pulled out the sword of the Lion's Heart, and she pinched the rope, clamped her legs, and flushed out with the sitting horse.

Her last words came back almost intermittently in the wind.

Nimatis watched Freya slip away in the snow, staying for a while, then immediately turned back cold and dragged her hand past the demented Krutz attendant cleric.

Yu Xi stood on the edge of the forest and rubbed his hands in his spare time. He squinted his eyes and couldn't help but see the scene of Freya launching an attack from the hillside by herself - the thick white cloak dancing against the wind behind the girl, like a pair of white wings, that scene was like the scene of the goddess of war attack described in the poem of war - he smiled slightly: “How courageous, I can't believe that Elouin can see the weather like this, Her Royal Highness can't help it. ”

But before he finished, he was coldly interrupted by the monster beside him: "What are you talking about? Kill them before they wake up!” The monster raised his head, even though he had no eyes, but he could still see that he was always looking in Freya's direction: "I command you to kill that woman! ”

“No, we should strike at those knights and ride them before they wake up.” Marquis Yuxi was slightly stunned and immediately rebutted.

“On my command, I command you to kill that woman!” The monster stubbornly replied.

“But...” Marquis Yu Xi tried to say, but had been lifted by the silver monster, heavily hit by a cedar tree, and the snow falling from the pine needle covered his face. He looked up and saw the monster giving orders to the wolves:

“Come on, kill that woman! ”

Marquis Youxi couldn't bear to show a ray of resentment in his eyes: "You fucking idiot! ”

The white wolves made a long whistle and countless ice cones burst into Freya's throat. The young girl from Bucci countryside hurried to turn her horse and ran off on the other side of the forest, so that most of the ice cone fell behind her, and only a few hit her cape, turning the beautiful cape into a few pieces.

“Go on, go on!” The silver monster couldn't help but scream angrily at the scene.

Another ice cone descended from the sky, this time Freya finally could no longer coincide. She raised her head to see those sparkling ice cones coming. She couldn't help but tremble nervously. Although she had seen similar scenes in Ambethel, this attack came towards her alone. “At that time, Brando alone fought for the feeling...” In Freya's heart, she couldn't help but flash through such an idea. This sparkling thought allowed her to calm down at the last juncture, bite her teeth and wave with the Lion Heart of the Holy Sword in her hand, carrying a sword wind forward in an arc shape, and hanging a large piece of ice cone into powder.

Dozens of ice cones still crossed the line of defense, pierced the girl's shoulders and waist and punched her off the horse's back. Freya knocked a roll in the snow, leaving a trail of blood, but she immediately bit her teeth up, raised her head, and reflected a white line in her field of view, and under the orders of that monster, the white wolves came out of the forest, and they seemed to have abandoned the Krutzians, but they came straight at her.

“Lord Martha, what the hell is going on...” Freya had some doubts in her mind. She didn't recognize the monster at all, but she seemed to recognize her. The white son who emerged seemed like a white wave, and she couldn't escape at all. At that moment, she couldn't help but feel her hands and feet cold: “Brando...”

But it was at this moment that Nimaisi finally woke up the Army Cleric: "Make a defensive spell!” She ordered the guy cold and cold.

“What's the matter?” The cleric's eyes were a little lost and seemed to wake up from his dreams.

But Nimmasis stopped talking to him and pushed him back, "Look for yourself!” She dropped the sentence cold.

The priest raised his head and noticed the situation, "Martha, come on, pale son, isn't this the dusk descendant!” He took a breath of cold air and couldn't help himself, but turned his head and immediately noticed Freya's situation, suddenly surprised and opened his voice and shouted: “Hold on, Miss Freya!” There was not enough time for him to recite the spell at this moment, and the cleric hesitated a little, that is, to pull the badge of flame off the robe and throw it in the direction where Freya was.

It is well known that the temple priest of flame wore a holy emblem with powerful spells.

Soon after that, a red light descended from the sky, forming a shield to cover the young girl from the Bucci countryside. The head of the snow wolf hit the shield, and the big head snapped and broke completely. The light red mask shook violently, but the brains of the pale son were also applied to the light red wall.

Freya flashed, but then relieved, she turned around and gave the cleric a thankful look.

As soon as Nimatis woke up the others, the knights of Cruz seemed to realize their situation and were naturally grateful to Freya for saving their lives. But unfortunately their commanders were temporarily rescued by defensive spells, but they were still caught in the crossfire.

Everybody understands that.

“We have to find a way to cut into the wolves, separate them from Miss Freya, and save her!” Little Pero saw the scene and said so. But he frowned again, revealing a worrying look: "But the wolves are too thick, I don't know if we're sure! ”

“Just give it a try, Miss Nimatis, will you take the wounded Alaia out of here so we can let it go?” The other knights shall be at the same time in harmony.

But Freya responded with gratitude when Cruz turned to the cleric: "I suggest you not to do this, I have a better plan. ”

"Mr. Cleric, what can you do?” Little Pelo looked at him slightly.

“I'll take care of this.” The clergyman looked at everyone and replied, “I will separate the wolves from Miss Freya, only for a few minutes, and you will have to seize the opportunity. ”

“What do you want to do! ”

“I will pray piously to the way of the Golden Flame, which burns away all evil, and the King of Fire will surely be with me.” The priest smiled slightly at everyone: “Rest assured, the Son of the Pale will be destroyed in legend by the gods of order, and will be so today -”

“Your Holiness...”

The clergyman waved: "Go, remember that you are the pride of the Cruz, don't let the lady wait too long. ”

After that, he rolled down his horse and gently lifted his robe with his hands as he landed, then walked towards the wolves. Nimaisie looked back at the guy and couldn't help but shout: “Wait. ”

“Ma'am, what can I do for you? ”

“What's your name?” Nimaisie frowned and asked.

“I'm a golden flame waiter, and the name doesn't matter to me, but you can call me Myriam.” The cleric replied with a smile.

Ni Maisey nodded silently: "I'll remember you, Miriam.” Go ahead, she turns the horse, and all the other Cruz knights look at her. But the knight did not speak, and the wind was cold, but the wind was cold as a knife with a different meaning.

The knights lined up.

Facing the wolves, he took a slight breath, then raised his hand, and a golden flame separated the dark clouds above the sky, descended from the sky, and devoured his body as he turned his eyes. At that moment, the Krutz cleric shouted: "Sage, today I fulfill that promise inscribed in the golden flame. The descendants of the eagle will never bow to injustice and evil. Please grant me your authority to do your will and wipe out all evil in the world -"

The columns of fire suddenly became bright, almost completely covering the clergy, and the moment of the golden light reflected the entire forest. It brightens the eyes of Nimatis, the Knights of Cruz, and startles Freya, who is resisting the White Wolf.

Everyone saw the scene.

Raise his hands high, his body almost completely burned out, and the whole person turned into a flame - because the unbearable divine power completely destroyed the human body, but at the last moment of his existence in the world, his right hand raised from the top to the bottom.

At that moment in the dark night sky, a hundred meters long golden flaming sword appeared over the forest, and the sword blade fell from the sky, like a meteor falling heavily in a wolf swarm.

At a moment when the blade fell, the bright explosion instantly swallowed countless white wolves, and the brilliant spark was the judgment that was imposed on the ground by the power of the false Golden Flame.

Flaming bears are burning, and the wolves have been divided into two parts.

Nimatis turned around and the golden fire still lit her cheeks, but the knight did not speak, but simply loosened the rope.

“Little Pero, you take Alaia away. Others, come with me. ”

… (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.)