The Amber Sword

Coward seemed to have gone mad all of a sudden, regardless of his enemies, and I made the battlefield look like this, and then floated over the hall and said some crazy things. Brando grabbed the bridge so it didn't fall, and he looked up and saw the lizard man Sword Saint somewhere higher than himself, also grabbing the wall, but with the other hand holding the Duke of Antioch. Brando looked around and didn't see where the dragon was. I didn't know if she had a hand, but the star stone on Alec's hand had disappeared. Looking at his impatient face, he thought it was lost or stolen.

The knights of the Black Robe, to whom everything that Alex brings back, have long fallen. Most of the survivors, apart from the lucky ones, are more than elements. Bran majored, counting the ones that float in the center of the hall, there are actually more than 11. Even if we exclude two or three lucky ones, there are eight or nine. This number is already terrible. You should know that there is a Dejar outside who has been enlightened by his shady hands. The strong ones gathered here today have surpassed the entire upper power of Eruin.

This is what's happening in the lobby now--

On the top floor of the lobby, only Mayfister was alone, and down there, Veronica returned to the Black Robe Knight with those who had fought her before, almost four or five men, and then down there, floating next to the shattered purple crystal, was the mumbling Coward. At her feet, the platform that housed Milos' throne had already collapsed under enormous force shock values, rolling into the abyss, and almost all things on the platform returned to the Wizard. Only then did the Wizard of the Kaizaki level flew up from below, obviously also suffered some minor injuries.

Around the lobby, the knights of the black robes and the knights of the nobility, who had previously occupied the long bridges, had suffered heavy losses, most of which had fallen apart from the fact that they had hung on the cliffs in a relatively rapid manner. The smoke and dust in the lobby, apart from Alec, the lizard man Kensei and Sy, Brando has yet to find the whereabouts of other familiar people. He is very worried about the safety of Charles, Metisa and the little prince. Especially the giant mouth under Frost Fang is climbing up a little bit, and countless teeth inside are spinning like a meat grinder, and it is obvious that falling is inevitable.

After the devastating force that swept across the hall disappeared, the Law Line began to return to stability. Brando quickly felt that he had regained his ability to fly again before flying. However, he dared not get too close to the Red Ring Lizard's sword. From the sword he felt that the other side was more threatening than Veronica at the ring of the wind. Although the strength of the two was between the two, one was good at defensive swordsmanship and one was good at offensive swordsmanship, making a distinction at first glance.

And since the star stone is no longer in Anrek's hands, Brando does not intend to stay here for long, under the cover of the smoke, and he flies carefully in that direction of Sy - buzzing in the lobby, with obvious cracks on the surrounding walls, indicating a possible second collapse. Brando doubted that this time, along with the dome of the spiral hall above, would collapse, so that it wouldn't stay here long.

“Coward, what are you doing!” It was precisely at this time that the low sand and dumb roar of Alex came from behind.

No one thought Coward would choose this time to start revenge. She had previously hidden her claw teeth in wait for the moment. The demons are absolutely right to say that this woman is untamed. Alec looked blue and iron, but it was too late to regret that Coward turned the whole battlefield into a mess and completely overturned his plan.

“You will not imprison me, humans.” Coward laughed with some pride: "Didn't you want to see the god of awakening? You'll see him soon. ”

“What do you mean? ”

Coward did not answer, suddenly her face revealed an extremely painful divine color, slightly open her mouth, screaming a black smoke coming out of her mouth, then eyes, nostrils and ears; rolling black smoke converged over the girl, forming a blurred human figure, while Coward himself could not help to lower his head, curling in the middle of the air, his skin was so pale that there was almost no blood, as if an empty shell with no strength and no soul.

“You don't understand what happened in that war, human.” Sounds like thunder come out of rolling black smoke, rarely hearing the cold lines of Coward: “It was the only time in several centuries that dusk had been repelled. ”

“It's impossible!” Alec roared: “After the Battle of Babel, even the gods failed, the golden ethnicity was almost exhausted and the silver people were invisible, the greatest triumph of all time.” The Duke raised his arms and roared like crazy: “What else does Warnde have today? The gods have long abandoned this land, and the most glorious times have passed, and all that remains is the doggy worms of the Fly Camp, and when dusk comes again, what will these garbage things resist? They're still fighting for power, and they're drunk and they're dying for some brief illusions, and these people are called civilizations? ”

At the end of the day, he almost despised: “This is ridiculous. ”

There is a great silence in the lobby, but the voices of the faithful, to whom all things return, chant their prayers with fervour.

“You're out of your mind, Alex.” Veronica never thought a man would go crazy. She never believed in the fallacy of the return of all things. The war between the dragons of dusk and the gods was long overdue. Only the tested cults would dedicate these myths of nothingness to the Bible. She didn't know what Warnde's future was going to be, or it was going to be, or it was going to continue, but none of that mattered, and the most important thing for humans with short lives was now.

Just as for her, as long as the Cruz Empire remains, she must fight for it for one day, both for her family and for the Empire itself.

St. Mayfist the Grey Sword shook his head.

“Ridiculous indeed,” the voice in the black smoke grinned: “Who told you that the gods had left Warnde after their failure, and who told you that the Golden Nation had died in the battlefield at dusk as many battles as possible? Silver folk are invisible, not because they are cold hearted. Some of the legends that have spread to the present day are not hollow winds, just because you don't want to believe them. ”

“But you're right about one thing,” sighed the black smoke: "Today's Warnde, indeed, is no longer in that classic and glorious era. ”

“When power is placed in the hands of mortals, the age of the gods is gone and never returned. ”

Brando is quietly crossing the smoky area at the bottom of the lobby, and he will soon be returning to where he was when he entered the lobby - the other side of the direction where Anlek was. The debate between the two sides above the lobby is going on violently, and this scene is a bit like the lengthy opening remarks of many important BOSS appearances in the game, but the heavy breath does cover the entire lobby, and everyone can feel a storm of energy converging in the sky - Brando's heart feels it, which makes it clear that the key to summoning the Awakening God actually lies with Kowala, who hasn't really brought Kowala to this place in the game.

But the design was also too painful, although the plot seemed to make sense, Brando couldn't help but defame his heart and plan a few sentences.

He glanced down and frost fangs had risen by hundreds of feet, almost within reach. The discovery frightened him, hurried him up a few more times, where Kowal and Veronica and others were almost on top of him, but he didn't dare to fly up to let anyone else find out, especially Kowal, who knew what had happened before. Would this demigod exist like hatred?

“This is a time when each chooses its own destiny, so do as you please.” The sound of rumbling in black smoke continues to echo.

Under black smoke, Coward's body slightly moved his eyelashes, "No.” She whispered softly.

Black smoke sighs: "You're free, Coward. ”

“And I, too, will be reborn. ”

Mayfister's face suddenly changed: "Get out of the way!” He shouted, the voice had just fallen, and the black smoke that covered the head of Coward suddenly burst open and swept up into the dome of the lobby. Several unseen black robe knights were caught in it. Before there was a scream, they disappeared completely. In assimilation, Veronica also changed her face. This is the most typical force of chaos. She hurried to the top of the slope, but unfortunately it was a little late. Coward's dark soul rose so fast that she was about to be wrapped in. But at this time, the leader of the regiment felt someone dragged herself up there and dragged her out of that necessarily dead area alive.

Veronica had a white face and looked back and found out that Mayfister was the one who did it. She was somewhat surprised, but then a blush appeared on her pale face, frowning and complaining: "How can you grab a lady's hair, Mr. Mayfister?" ”

Mayfister didn't answer, just glanced at her.

“Thank you," replied the head of the women's regiment for a moment.

A dramatic change is taking place in the lobby.

The black smoke has completely melted into the dome, and that voice made a proud laugh, and the silver bell-like laughter lingered throughout the hall for a long time. But the change didn't stop there, and the resonance in the lobby was getting louder and louder. Brando saw that several long bridges had been completely broken and fell into the abyss below, bitten by the frost fangs climbing up from below, and the latter had a good appetite, not picking a meal at all, whether it was stone or metal, and laughing at them all, as if they were an approaching black hole.

On the walls around the hall, the long cracks were staggered, some already several inches wide, the whole hall swayed and a large chunk of rock fell from it, opening a ‘skylight' on the dome shortly afterwards. But outside the skylight, it's not a bright sky, it's a dark mountain, and in fact the whole mountain is shaking at this moment, and the rock walls are split into two parts, half of which are already slowly sinking.

“Holy shit!” Brando finally reacted - it was a landslide.

“Get out of here! ”

He looked around and finally found the exit when he came in, just a glance, the place was already sandy like a sand castle, then collapsed into a pile of rubble. There were seventeen arches in the lobby, as if they were halfway between the turns, and Brando's eye-catching mouth disappeared, another third. He hurried to the last few exits, but it was at this point that he felt a bunch of things hitting himself from above and sinking him down - that thing making a grunt, a girl's voice.

There was no woman there, Brando subconsciously thought it was one of Metissa, Sy, or Poetry, but the voice was not very familiar, and he thought it might be Miss Scholar, so he backfired and held her in his arms. But that was the delay, and the last few arches all dissipated. At first glance, Brando wanted to cry without tears, because by this time the entire hall had clearly reached the end of its long life, and the walls on all sides had been turned over to him and had become inescapable.

……

At some point, it was as if the buzz coming from the depths of the mountain had become louder and louder, but Freya had no idea, and she had listened quietly to Milos, a long story, as if to bring her thoughts to that distant and glorious era. The towers of the sky, the cloudy temples, the golden people dressed in white linen robes, pilgrimages outside the palace made of gold, the air smelled like faint vanilla, an orderly and civilized world, but today humans seem to struggle in obscurity.

It took a long time before she blinked her eyelashes slightly and raised her head to ask: "In other words, the gods gave the power to choose destiny to mortals, after which the heavenly green knight led the ancestors and defeated the dragon of dusk. After the fall of the stars, in order to fulfill that covenant, the gods moved away from Warnd and completely handed the land over to us. That glorious age never returns, and today's Warnd is an age of our own choosing destiny, whether it is destruction or rebirth. ”

“You're smart.” The gentle voice replied.

“But I still don't understand why we can do what the gods can't do. ”

The room was silent for a moment.

“Because you are the children of this world, you do not have to confront it. ”

Freya said slightly: “I'm sorry, I don't understand what that means. ”

“I recall I said that the Black Iron Nation had half the dusk blood in it, but unlike the generation of bronze, you gave up your power completely, so that you did not become demons of reason eroded by darkness. ”

Freya nodded.

“That's why.” The voice replied: "The world of Warnde, which Martha weaves from chaos, was born when she lowered Tiamat's laws over the sea of chaos. The roots of our world stem from the creation of an order above chaos, and so from the birth of the world, this confrontation is rooted in it - the stronger the power of order, the stronger the resistance from chaos, and the ultimately limitless power of chaos, that is, one day it will even overtake the control of the gods, and our world will be extinguished with smoke - that is, the origin of dusk. ”

“For several centuries, Warnde has actually endured several devastations, and the history of the earliest golden people is long overdue. This is the mistake of the so-called gods, who have been searching for ways to put an end to this cycle of error in countless times with the foremen and wise among other servants of the race. We have established countless civilizations and order, but every time, without exception, we fail. ”

“Six times after dusk, we failed six times. ”

“And the only nearest success, at the end of the last epoch, was when your hero, the Horseman of Heaven and Blue, smashed the heavens and caused the stars to fall into the earth, leaving Vaughn separated, but at the same time truly ending the twilight. This is the only time that civilization has not been completely eradicated, and although it has still been hard hit, it has at least shown us the possibility of success. ”

“The source of all this comes from a proposal by the Dragon of Darkness. ”

“Is it Odin?” Freya suddenly interjected.

“No, earlier than him," but the young girl could feel the voice's owner shaking her head slowly: "The Dark Dragon of previous generations was already in the dusk of battle, but like Odin, he was a brilliant man. He is the one who made us think about it, not the power to enhance order in a flavorful way. All we have to do is preserve the spark of civilization, so we can probably create a weak civilization that is no longer glowing, or even compromising on chaos, lacking power, obscuring, or even infiltrated by the dragon of dusk, but rather, we have almost succeeded. ”

“Because even chaos cannot devour itself. ”

Freya opened her mouth slightly and she felt that Milos seemed to be hiding something, but what the voice said was already the most fabulous legend she had ever heard.

The gods actually compromised on the Dragon of Dusk.

“No matter how bad it is, can it just exist?” Freya's a little uncomfortable, and after all, nobody wants to be treated like a worm.

“No, little girl, civilization is going to grow.” The voice of Milos is somewhat proud: “This is the great thing about Mother, because this time it will be a civilization rooted in this world, no longer created and interfered with by us, it will bear the mark of the Dragon of Dusk, growing up little by little, growing up, eventually merging with the origins of this world, and by that time no one will be able to destroy it. ”

But civilization is civilization. After all, order is different from chaos. Freya seemed to think it was wrong. She shook her head: “Then will the dragon of dusk come again? ”

The voice was silent for a moment.

“I will.”

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