The Amber Sword

There was a long sigh in the snow.

“formerly - formerly - as — here-”

The sound of cold ice stings is like a cold breeze through a staggered vertical ice cave, wrapped in flashing ice dust, and sounded as if it had blown through the crowd, causing the temperature of the cold stings to drop several degrees. At that moment, the Eruins, the Cruz, the mountain people, the ashes.

Kensei and two dragon hearts are full of alarm rings, and the line of law next to a few people who have crossed the boundaries of the elements immediately becomes bright. Brando and the dragon are golden, Starr are silver, Veronica are blue, Gray Sword is gray, and Cee is flashing like lightning.

General blue and blue with Metissa's spiritual pale.

But none of this makes any sense.

The cold winds continued forward, and all the lines of law collapsed once and for all. “This is it!” Brando hears Veronica's incredible voice and a hint of stunning Grey Sword Saint - which is truly amazing - that Martha's Law is looking like nature's shallowest force

It is an unprecedented wonder that quantity has collapsed before it and that it has destroyed decay. The whirring wind wrapped around the ice and dust, forming a flowing white tide, passing by everyone's side, everyone felt their movements slowed down hundreds of times, as if time had stopped, Lianzi

The velocity of the dimension is also stretched and weighed up.

Brando had slightly widened his big pupils and his eyelids became incredibly heavy, but because at that moment he still felt incredibly familiar with the power, which was the smell of bronze, returning to its roots, coming from nature's most primitive, pounding force.

Then everything around him was erased, and in the infinite wind all you could see was the statue of the King of Frost Knights as a silent statue, standing not far from him, between the two, everything as if it were a rating, with Metisa, Paia and Veronica disappearing like sand and dust.

Time, time has become meaningless here, and he can even see that the ancient glaciers begin to melt, and the light is stretched hundreds of times, centering on two people, mountain fluctuations, earth settling, rift valleys rising, forming forests and lakes, land and oceans eroding each other, imitating

In a blink of an eye, the Buddha is already the scene of a sea of mulberry fields, where dense vegetation grows, forming an endless plain -

For a moment, it's forever.

The glacier, as if it had been in the past, appeared in front of Brando, was a distant sky gradually dyed by fire from east to west, and then hung on the horizon for a round of sunset. After twilight, the warm, faint, burning golden sunset swayed slightly, as if plated with gold.

Dressed meadow.

It's dusk--

As the wind swept through the meadows, the grass leaves roared.

“Originally - like — this.” Sebastian's sigh eventually turned into a meaningless sigh.

Brando only felt relaxed and regained control of his body, but he still stood there and reacted with a slight glimpse, recalling the magnificent scene in his mind. He knows where this is —— this is not a real scene, Mulberry, the mainland.

Changes, not time-bound, have returned to a millennium ago. This is the extreme plain, and the magic of the wind tells him the answer, and in the blink of an eye, Cybers pulls him into his own realm in front of the public, and this is his life.

Coming here for the second time, countless times in the last lifetime. But it's also hard to show a real shock in the game, as if it were a real instant, over 10,000 years.

Turning a blind eye is eternal, and no matter how real the game is, it cannot simulate such a scene.

But eternal power can.

“The beauty of the sunset of my time, even today, a thousand years later, seems so intoxicating that, unfortunately, even with time fixed, mortals still have to move forward. You must have never stopped to see the scenery along the way, mortal, killing, boring.” Seiber

S saw the calm on Brando's face and showed some appreciation in his eyes, but he didn't know Brando had become commonplace, just thought it was a rare quality.

However, the divine colour on Sebastian's face is still apathetic, and for the dead, the memory of the past leaves nothing but the pain and regret of torturing the mind.

Brando was not in a hurry to answer, and there was another question in his mind: "You said he had only the peak of the law, Lord St. Osor, and I don't think the power of the peak of the law is enough to pull people into the extreme plains. ”

“I also said it wasn't his real strength.” Saint Osor answered naturally.

Brando immediately chose to shut up intelligently. After all, he had a deep understanding of the brutality of this elf sister. As long as our Lord after the wind had reason, she must be right, even if there was no reason, it would not necessarily be wrong. Trying to be with someone who can be frontal and inverse

There must be something wrong with his mind when he talks about right and wrong with two hundred women who each cite examples from history; it's a thousand-year-old insight that mortals call holy sage, even if one third of the time is in bed.

Three hundred years, fifteen times what Brando knew in this world, three times in the last.

That is, it's triple the punch in the face.

Brando doesn't feel it is necessary to teach all of this. People can make mistakes, but don't make the same mistake over and over again. The former is a matter of care or not, and the latter is an issue of intelligence.

He raised his head and the king of the Frost Knight of the Minor simply pulled him into the extreme plains, definitely not to discuss the landscape with him. Memories are filled with the remorse and pain of torturing the soul, every memory is a pain for them, they haunt

In these memories, awaiting liberation, Cybers' liberation is the oath he kept.

He must have brought him here for the blood of God from the Dragon of Darkness flowing through his body.

That is the inheritance of the fools.

King of the Minors.

“Little fella, let me ask you something, are you the guy who picked you?” Sebastian stopped and slowly opened his mouth.

“If the guy you're talking about is your king, Odin the Dragon of Darkness, then I have to nod my head.” Brando replied.

“Barely," replied Cybers slowly, "but you think you have one of the seven seals in your body, and you're entitled to sit down with me on an equal footing? ”

Brando shook his head: “That's your point. I don't need any reason to sit flat with anyone. Everyone seems to me to be equal. ”

“Interesting,” said Sebastian, ecstatically and thoughtfully, "then what qualifies you to save those people, you are not the Savior, some are destined to struggle in the Fire, but you have changed their fate. ”

Brando was slightly surprised: “What do you mean? ”

“You know, history always shows an amazing similarity.” The Dead Spirit of the Frost Knight painted a circle in the air with his fingertips: "Empire is good, kingdom is good, from rise to prosperity, then turned into dust, history always faithfully fulfills its laws, you

Trying so hard to grab its reins and pull it back on track, without knowing that it is in itself a deviation from the original meaning of history, going against the sky, and the fool behaves - ”

“You can see my memory!?” Brando finally revealed a surprise, and what Cybers is saying now, obviously, is evaluating his behavior, and he never mentioned a word to the guy in front of him, in fact, they didn't meet for a moment, so how did this guy

Know his past.

The only possibility is to read minds.

But there is neither black magic in the game nor prohibited.

“No,” Sebastian cracked his mouth, revealing a silent smile, and Brando could finally see the flame of the beating soul in the other person's eyes at this moment: “Back to legend, a little trick, you should have heard the spell. You should be happy, after all, under this rule,

Martha at least recognized you as a hero. ”

“The spell...” Brando suddenly remembered the spell and couldn't help but stare: “Can't you use it on players? ”

“Player? ”

“Ha...” Brando suddenly felt like he had made a mistake and shook his head quickly: “Nothing,... you, can you see all my past?” He suddenly got cautious and everything about the last world was undoubtedly the biggest secret for him. Those.

Something must never be revealed, and once revealed, all that awaits him is what is considered heretical.

Everything in the game is too hard to explain.

“No, just a small part of it. No one is born a legend. But you're special. Your life before you were 19 was completely blank. A little strange. Something seemed to be blocking this spell. Is it Martha? Doesn't look like you either.

The Chosen One. ”Sebastian shook his head in his own words.

Brando was relieved: "Okay, but what exactly are you trying to say? Knight, you didn't drag me here just to ask me these mysterious questions, did you? ”

“Somehow? Is that what you think?” The Frost Knight King looked at him and said, "It's just a question in my heart, don't you find your behavior ridiculous? Who can you save by trying to change the laws of history? You're not a saint, little man. You can't.

Give others the destiny they want, and you don't know exactly what they want? ”

He looked up and said, "Let me ask you, how can you be sure that what you do is right? ”

“Perhaps you can save the kingdom for a moment, but at some point in the future, it will always fall into flames. There is no eternity in this world, and perhaps it has even lost its chance to redeem itself because of your unauthorized change. You think you saved everyone, but you hurt them.

At some point, they'll blame you. ”

“Everything you strive for is delusional, don't you think your actions are shallow and ridiculous? ”

The tone of the Frost Knight King was so exciting that Brando always felt that he meant something, he frowned slightly and looked at each other: “I don't have an answer to your question, no one can decide right or wrong, but at least I have a good heart. ”

“Worthy of asking? ”

“What a fool. ”

Sebastian suddenly pulled out his sword - he had a bloody sorcerer in his hand - and suddenly the cold flashed in the eyes of the Frost Knight King, as if he had been a gentle questioner a moment earlier, and the next moment a murderous butcher. He replied coldly, "Well, I'm going to tell you, little man, your answer to this question makes me very dissatisfied, because of your superficial answer, and I've decided to kill you here in order not to embarrass that noble bloodline, and when you die under my sword, I'll ask you if you deserve it. ”

The voice had just fallen and the sword had flashed.

Brando didn't even react at all, he saw a line of red in the field of vision, and there was only one thought in his head:

Shit, is this guy crazy? Do it if you want!

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(PS: I got stuck this time for a week, hey, anyway, I'm sick of this shit... you all know, I don't know how, I don't think it's written well enough, and then it gets really tangled up. I can only guarantee that Kevin will be shorter and shorter in the future. I'm sure it won't be like Canaan for a few months. The last time the fool sent a chapter on Canaan, I wanted to tell an old reader in Canaan that I would still make up for Canaan in the future if I had the chance. Whether to open a second part or a sequel, it depends on the fate.) (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.)