The Amber Sword

The wreckage of the elongated, bloody red sword of the Sorcerer Fingers was like a red line that was constantly changing its trajectory, and he could not even see the Minor's lord borrowing on the ground, and he suddenly left the ground, his whole body like a shell coming at Brando. How long was that moment? It's like Brando spreads his lobes and prepares to breathe once, but the chest is still in the future.

In time to dilate, Sebastian's pale, indifferent, wrinkled, and burning face of the bear's soul in his eyes had appeared in his curtains, and because of its proximity, he could even see the deep, interlaced folds carved on each opposite hole.

Hurry up!

Brando's creepy, airborne magic comes from the fact that the line between the shallow sea and the storm's Mountain of Rest remains intact, and the elemental power of the earth's pivot is not the skill of the Frost Earth Guard, so the Frost Knight's skill may have reached this speed - almost beyond the Flash Sword - simply by using his sword technique. What's the time left for Brando to react?

Nearly zero, unable to retract, because before he tightens his muscles, the sword blade of the Sorcerer Fingers hits the left shoulder, from there down, from left to right, incising the chest, the sword trajectory just past the heart, not bad, so Brando wouldn't dare to try it easily even if he had a gift for inflection.

What about the sword block? No, it's still too slow. The King of the Frost Knight will definitely change his mind. Brando's calculation is like a flash of thoughts. If that long blade retrieves and chops from the incline up, he feels he has no possibility or opportunity to make a second stop.

There's only one chance.

Sebastian's face was cut off with a cold sword, and the blade cut into Brando's body like butter from his left shoulder with a rolling blade, but Brando, as if unharmed, still held his sword and stabbed the king of the Frost Knight, pointing the blade wide and thick to Sebastian's chest. “Huh -" Sebastian's eyebrows flashed slightly, but Brando moved too slowly in his eyes

, the blade of the sword of the earth was about two inches from his chest, and Cybers retracted his sword without compulsion, lightly patting it on Brando's sword with a sword ridge, the whole image of Brando lagged behind, and then turned into countless subtle magical particles that dissipated with the wind.

As if the Lord of the Minors had foreseen this scene without any hesitation, he stepped forward on his right foot, one step forward, and Fingers, the gatherer of the souls in his hand, retrieved slightly, as if just looking in the direction of Brando's retreat, would open his paw teeth like a falcon of prey. But what he expected was that the star dots of light blue magic particles scattered, and there was nothing behind them.

Bang bang, a huge power suddenly came from behind. Although the dead spirit could not feel the torn pain, it still had to bear the shock of this blow. Sebastian moved forward and revealed an incredible and painful divine color on his face. Brando's sword had almost shaken his soul fire because of his defencelessness.

Sebastian turned around, and just as he turned around, leaving a long sword wound on his back began to heal, and Brando even saw pieces of armor cut off and scattered from the ground, reassembling onto the king of the Frost Knight. But he knew it was just a superficial phenomenon, and the power of the dead came from the dark, twisted soul, and he was sure from

The sword at least engraved each other's soul.

Sebastian's frowning is clear evidence, while another evidence is the pale injury figures that differ from those of the living from the latter.

“He actually guessed I'd wind up nine weeks later.” Brando slightly sided his head and said in his heart.

“As I said, he must have found my presence, this guy is a terrible warrior, and you have no advantage in front of him after nine weeks of wind.” The voice of St. Osor replied so.

“Okay, one fight, one fight!” Sebastian sighed in the shadows, "Flashing sword, nine weeks after the wind, appeared on one person at the same time for thousands of years, making one have to sigh of time and everything is changing. But why don't you show me another heirloom, Rage Dragon Alphonse, or War Dragon Tiamat?” Once again, he raised his blood sword in his hand.

Unlike the last surprise attack, Brando was ready to take a small step back, sink in weight, raise the sword of the earth in his hand, and set up a defensive posture:

“This guy is so sharp, he figured out our trick. ”

“It's just a trick, I told you, Cybers, this guy was born into battle, he was raised from civilian status to lord's position, a ‘superman', a myth among the Minors.” St. Osor replied faintly.

“But I always thought this guy seemed to be testing me.” Brando answered with a whisper in his heart.

“Why do you say that? ”

“The blow was stunning, but I could still feel it wasn't all the strength of the guy, even after he perfected the bronze body, and it wasn't just that. If he had done all he could, I would have been elsewhere by now, not to mention his extreme plain. If he had used the power of the law, I would have had nowhere to run. I feel like he's deliberately suppressing his power and making the flesh

The power of the body is only at the top level of the element's chemical- ”

The conversation between the two was accomplished in an instant, in fact, by this time Cybers had launched a second offensive, a flawless straight stab, with no distinctive features, but if lightning strikes quickly, which makes it impossible to avoid, he could only raise his sword to fight. Brando divinely opened the scaffold to one side, but before the blade of the sword of the earth touched the sword body of Fingers the Sorcerer, Sebastian had retracted the sword step by step and stabbed him in the stomach.

Both swords are typical of classical swordsmanship. If any Swordsman comes here at the same time, it is not because of poor skill, but because most of the technical specifications of ancient swordsmanship are very different from today. Beyond Brando, however, he has had experience dealing with ancient swordsmen, and some of the strange copies of Amber are opportunities. In the game, players will naturally not feel strange about many things from that era, since they have developed a way to acquire ancient skills.

The Minor's battle swordsmanship, that's all.

Humans blink for less than a fifth of a second, very few people pay attention to this subtle action of its kind, and in the blinking moment, humans close their eyes and replace it again, as if it were a frame in a continuously switched picture. However, it was the moment of this frame that Cybers stabbed straight, Brando skewed by the sword, Cybers took the sword, then stabbed, Brando blocked by the handle of the sword, Cybers chopped across, Brando retracted, sword racked, two people swapped three times, as if the motion was still ahead of the speed of sound propagation, and after a round of swapping, St. Osor heard the crisp sound of two swords intersecting.

Frost Knight King heads up--

“Can you predict the trajectory of my sword?” Even though the flames of the bear burn in your eyes, you can still see the shock in the eyes of the lord of the Minor, his voice buzzing: “What's going on, I noticed that some of your companions have little princesses of the Silver Elves of the past, that is, you have mastered their heinous warfare skills? No, wait, not only that, but the Silver Pokémon's tactics, though Chiao, are just pre-reading tricks, and your reaction even goes one step further, and you know in advance how I'm going to sword ——”

Brando took a heavy breath, he had less leisure time than Cybers to worry about these issues, and the battle skills of the Frost Knight King were beyond his imagination. Although the latter seemed to suppress power in a certain section, this sword technique alone was enough to leave him without a chance to relax. Without any skill, it's fast, Brando doesn't know how anyone can practice battle swordsmanship to such a point, it's obviously a hard three swords, if anyone changes it, he can fight each other backwards, but if it's Cybers, the three swords are like one sword, Brando can barely stop the numbness of his hand.

He was almost as surprised as Cybers.

How can three swords come together so quickly and so obviously irrelevant? At that moment Brando thought of his grandfather, who was now facing Sebastian with almost the same feelings as he was facing that old man, except that his grandfather understood swordsmanship more than man, and when he faced Sebastian with the fear of death, Sebastian's swordsmanship, was a true killer sword technique.

Brando subconsciously loosened the handle of the sword in his hand, and his muscles were too tight to allow the swordsmanship to take place, but what could he do? The previous three swords, one like a sword, did not tighten the whole body, could not keep up with that rhythm. He also now feels the muscle acids on his wrists and forearms, which are almost beyond their limits just in a flash.

And then the voice of St. Osor came: "That doesn't mean anything. Nobody's going to do anything in the first attack, little man. Don't think I don't know what you're up to. If Sebastian uses the power of the law, I'm afraid you're going to have to use the Dementor Taper, but I have to remind you that magical objects that can trap the power of the elements

Although rare, and not without in our time, Sebastian is not a fool, and you be careful, he is far more powerful than the Williams you've ever met. ”

By comparing Williams to Sebastian, this is indeed the difference between the dim stars and the moonlight, but Brando is not a hillbilly who hasn't seen the world, the perfect level of his body, he had it himself, and he knows exactly what it is. But St. Osor's words dispelled at least one of his thoughts.

The cone is really unnecessary, they use the level of power, but in a moment of flash, only the lines of law of the extreme plains of that moment will shine like a net, but at his present level, they can't seize that moment.

Sebastian did not immediately launch the third attack, which gave Brando a breathing opportunity. He felt that St. Osor looked at himself with some strange eyes: “But he seemed to want me to show him the inheritance of the Dragon of Darkness. I felt that this guy had other plans. Otherwise, even if it were the three swords, I wouldn't be able to stop him. It was terrible...”

“You're wrong, Brando, Cybers will do everything in his power, even if you are Odin's heir, which makes no difference to him. As long as he swords, he must have been born and died, and the previous attack did not spare him at all. If you had reacted slowly at that time, this would have been a cold corpse by now.” St. Osor stopped: “Perhaps your hunch is true.

But you should also face this war with a true sense of life and death, and Odin will not need a cowardly heir, and you should understand that. ”

Brando nodded and his nervous breath made him feel a little: “I see, thank you. ”

“What are you going to do? ”

“What else can we do? ”

Brando's voice suddenly sank down, and he raised his head, and the black flame suddenly spreads out of him, starting with his back ridge, extending to his shoulders, arms, flames that instantly cover the sword of the earth, and the bear burns, forming horns on his forehead, forming wings like giant dragons behind his back, which will only appear in a world of pure law and magic. of vision; the mark that the blood of the fool belonged to the dragon of war, Tiamat, opened almost entirely, as if the fire of wildness had been released from the depths of his heart, and the power of his flesh instantly doubled, and he clapped his teeth, revealing the teeth of Whiteson, which differed somewhat from his character on a weekday basis, because Brando only felt a flame burning in his heart, screaming Let him release his wildness.

“He was forcing me to release the power of the blood of the fool, and I seemed to have little objection -” Brando's eyes were frightening, "except for the battle. ”

“Good...”

Sebastian seemed very happy to see the scene, and he handed over the red sword of his right hand to his left hand, and then flattened out his right hand, and Brando saw a whirlwind in the air wrapped in ice and dust, and the whirlwind gathered in the hands of the king of the Frost Knight, and then condensed together to form that long sword, Sina Frost Winter, that glistened blue. Sebastian had a red sword in his left hand, a blue sword in his right hand, his hands drooping, and a smile on his face: "Mortal, I give you one last chance, retreat, and you will not die -”

“He's intimidating you, you back off, afraid it won't have anything to do with Odin's legacy. But it is not certain that he will let you go. There is the blood of a fool on you. He will not let the inheritance of the dragon of darkness be lost on the earth.” St. Osor immediately warned.

“I know…” Brando's heart is almost moaning, of course he knows, but the problem is that the magic of floating in the air is becoming restless, and the line of law from the three element positions simultaneously produces unstable fluctuations. Only the skill of Frost Earth Guard will connect the forces of the three elements of the shallow sea, the earth pivot and the Mountain of the Storm's Rest. In his time, Cybers was called the King of the Frost Knight, not Sword Sage. Brando, even with his knees, understands the gap.

“Are you going back? ”

“Of course not...”

What kind of player backs down in front of a task he gets? It wasn't Brando's aesthetic, he looked up and stared at Cybers' next move. Even the King of the Frost Knight is not unbeatable, if that assumption is correct. At a moment like this, he suddenly remembers the experience of confrontation with Alberton, the same disparity in power hierarchy, the same confrontation between life and death, but there is still a chance of survival in death.

“Have you gained almost maddening confidence from the joy of a surge of power," Sebastian said. “Life and death cannot be changed by determination.” He raised his sword, the magic of floating in the air suddenly poured, the line of law from the three elemental positions sinking simultaneously, only to see the center of this king of frost knights, a hundred feet of land seemed to be infused with some magic, the ground of tortoise slightly lit, then a loud noise, countless ice prisms grew in spiral in all directions, the turning eyes ice and frost covered the whole land.

In Frost Earth, one of Frost Earth Defense's core skills, Frost Earth Defense's mobility improves in the field, while the enemy's mobility doubles, while at the first moment in the field, all creatures trapped on the ice for half a second (depending on the level gap decreases).

Half a second, it sounds like a blinking moment, but for this level of existence, it's the difference between life and death.

Sebastian is well aware that nine weeks after the wind is pointless under such a massive covered attack, and as long as it stays on the ground, it is a dead end. But unfortunately, at that moment, he didn't hear Brando's inner cry: ‘Indeed, this is the moment -' Sebastian also wanted to find Brando's figure in a mist of ice, but unfortunately, in vain, and then he looked up in surprise and saw Brando jump high.

This…

If Cybers remembers correctly, since his people disappeared from the earth, the profession of Frost Earth Defense should have disappeared from the continent for nearly a thousand years. Even if it was St. Osor, even if it was the man who saw the wind behind him, it would be impossible to see him, the loneliness of a thousand years, the only thing he did, apart from waiting, was to push back the inheritance of the Frost Earth Guard, and the Frost Knight was no longer the barbarian in the Battle of the Saints who bombarded with three forces, but what he didn't think was the first to strike a thousand years later ——

He was actually seen through by his opponent.

“Brando.” Brando's voice was equally astonished: “Sometimes I wonder if you can read your mind. I haven't even seen this guy, Sebastian. How did you react...”

“No, I won't, just lucky. ”

But another answer in Brando's mind is: Isn't this the standard for early frost knights, frozen earth control fields, wind output, what's so strange?

The late Frost Land Guard players developed more tactics than this bandit thought.

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(PS: Well, finally resurrected, wanting to die...) (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.)