The Amber Sword

Dark Coward smiled arrogantly, but with a distinct anger in his eyes.

In the bright frost wind, the dark sky thunder intertwined, the flag rising on one side was roaring, and the metal tap sculpture at the top of the flagpole reflected a faint cold light at the edge of the dark light - Milos' frost giant worships the dragon, an ancient tradition - the dragon horn helmet gradually appeared in view. Above the immense plain, for a moment, the ancient and majestic songs seemed to sound from all sides, Brando looped his head and fell into the enemy.

“Ancient soul, bless my enemies. ”

“The bloodstream is immersed in the wild and the thorns are chopped. ”

“The land of the homeland, the dragon slumped. ”

“The clouds cover and the stars float. ”

This scene in the eye curtain, like coming out of a period of dusty history before the era, is both desolate and distant, and the plain is vast, but it actually overlaps on a platform that is no more than 100 meters square, suspended above a barrel-shaped abyss, as if the wide-angle lens stretches out the horizon, making people feel very strange, but also reasonable.

Brando still doesn't understand why Coward fits into Milos' realm so harmoniously, just like she did herself. In his vision, Dark Coward might apply the realm of Milos, because while Milos' kingdom will maximize all foreign laws and elements, the power of chaos that she herself possesses is so faint that even when repressed, she is in fact still a beneficial party, and then she can triumph with remarkable combat experience.

Yet what is happening now is completely beyond his expectations. Dark Coward did summon the kingdom of Milos, but in this kingdom, instead of being weakened, she was like a true king, crying out for rain. This is absolutely impossible for Brando, because if she had that ability, why would she have made herself so wretched, even hurt in his hand, that she could have fully grasped the situation from the beginning?

Snow and rain began to drift in the dark sky. Cold and icy rain rolled down Brando's slightly pale cheeks, brushing the scars he had left in the wolf disaster the last time. Frost giant army sang war songs in the light rain and Brando was still motionless, thinking about the breaking strategy.

Protruding cliffs are like isolated wolf teeth on the horizon, and the color of Coward on the cliff falls into Brando's eyes.

“Why is she so angry?” Brando seemed to have ripped open a bright mouth in the darkness in front of him, letting him grasp the clue in the underworld. He looked up incredibly at Coward —— she wiped herself out. Brando's heart was pounding, and it was the only possibility that Coward would wipe out her own rules, that she would wipe herself out completely and make herself part of Milos, and that was the only way that she would be completely integrated into Milos' kingdom.

She's not Dark Coward anymore, but she's not Milos yet.

Brando suddenly realized who it was...

Gods awake, Surash.

“Isn't she going to live with Milos?" ”Brando suddenly remembers who pushed her into despair, and that's him. No wonder the other party stared at him with that anger and hatred, such hatred is already endless. Brando felt very helpless," Why is this so painful? You don't have to fight so hard, but what do we do now? ”Frost Giant's army is approaching. It is not an army truly out of history, but a rule in the Milos kingdom. Coward is the supreme king. If she wants him dead, he has to die.

This is already a confrontation between man and God, an absolute gap.

“There should still be a glimmer of opportunity for me to think about it.” In a state of desperation, Brando calmed down, and not too long later, a strange idea suddenly arose in his mind.

He raised his head and his eyes flashed a strange light: "Then let me give you a chance, Ashes' eldest daughter. ”

Suddenly he laid down the sword of the earth and walked over to the armies of the Frost Giant.

“What's he doing?” The dark kohua was frightened, and the white gold eyebrow tip like willow leaves picked up: “Are you scared? ”

But now that she is so shy of Brando that she will never easily give the latter a chance, she sees Brando walking in this direction towards herself and thinks about it, simply bringing Frost Titans closer together. She did not believe that the army could not stop him alone for ten moments, regardless of Brando's tricks, as long as she did not give him any chance, he could only be in vain.

She had sacrificed so much that she could never fail again, and caution and caution had almost become her instinct at the moment, but the restraint script should not be her personality, and Brando had changed her habit of doing things, making her angry when she thought of it.

Brando looked at the Frost Giant army gathering in front of him.

It would be nice if Frost Winner Sina could still use it. At this time, it is just as useful for military fantasy weapons. Although Frost Giant's clan army is one of the legendary armies, I think it cannot resist such power. It's a pity that these are fantasies, and Cybers gave him a wrecked frost winner, Sina, to fix the monkey years and months.

He sighed, and the narrow black crystal on his forehead began to fade away - he had to use the heart of Essex.

On a pale plain, the wolf sounded for a long time.

Dark Coward's mind moves slightly.

Of course she could hear it. It was the voice of a wolf, and it wasn't those inferior beasts, it was her kind, the Lycans at dusk. The long, sad cry, as if to see the end of a world, the sun and moon stars no longer rise, everything returns to chaos, the pack of wolves eating heaven and earth - that clan closest to their mother - the black wolves, and their male wolves.

She looked at Brando in a complex divine colour, and Brando slowly crossed the plain, as the prophets described in the verse, and the wolves came along.

This scene is bizarre.

As the head of the monster in the twilight, the first of the twelve daughters of Esis, he commands an army of frost giants representing order and the gods. And the heir of the Dragon of Darkness, Martha's electorate, followed by the wolves at dusk, at this moment the ancient warring parties seemed to be in the wrong position, Coward began to feel uncomfortable, she seemed to think what the herald was.

The creatures born in the classical glorious order, whose generations have decayed and gone through bitter wars, have become dust and dissipated into history. And those generations of black iron that were eroded by dark magic came out of thorns, escaped obscurity and lit their own sparks in the wilderness. Behind them, the glow of God disappeared, replacing it with a shadow that even she could not see through. In a trance, Coward suddenly felt - defeated the translocation.

Though over the vast wilderness, compared to the armies of the Frost Giant, the human man and his wolves still looked nothing but poppy.

The wolves are passing through Brando, like the currents of the waves.

Brando made them a wedge-shaped assault formation, and the black wolves, including even their male wolves, were far less brave than the Frost Giants, and he only expected them to open a gap in the Frost Giants' formation with superior impact. The pack of wolves began to accelerate under his command, as did the army of giants, and the ice rain in the sky gradually became dense, creating a windy rain scene in which the two warring parties fled.

The next moment, the two armies collided.

Coward summoned frost giants who were more than four meters tall on average. In the view of ordinary people, giant wolves the size of horses were similar to those of ordinary people and grey wolves in the forest. This is the struggle between wolves and people. Both warring parties inherited memories from ancient times. They were not the first enemies they met, but killed their rivals for nearly 10,000 years. The wolves did take advantage of speed to rip open a mouth among the giants, but the peripheral obsidian leopards evaporated like vaporized within minutes of the district, and they couldn't even do any harm to the frost giants, who could crush them by waving their arms.

The black wolves in the back row began to cut in, and the Frost Giants were killed and injured for the first time. They were hit backwards in a row, some because the formation was too dense and even stepped to death. But even so, the wolves, nearly a hundred meters ahead, were caught in the crossfire.

A male wolf came to Brando, with a scar in the corner of his eye, left behind in the last battle of the rings of the wind, and burning marks on his fur, left behind in the Battle of Ambethel, the first male wolf to follow Brando, and Brando even remembered the scene of his passing through the Black Forest to his side today. He touched each other's cheeks, and the wolf lay down obediently, letting Brando grab his bristles and sit on his back.

Brando raised the sword of the earth again.

The male wolf also raised his head, and the wind shouted.

Brando raised his head and Coward was not more than a kilometer from the top of the cliff where he was, and even at that distance he could see the stunner on his face. Killing her own kind with her own hands must not be too bad for her, but she shows this expression, which is enough, enough to explain many problems. Brando seems to have taken a heartbeat and patted the male wolf on the neck.

One growl, one man, one wolf leaps out.

They reconstituted the wolf swarm's sharp arrow, which was obviously inappropriate. Under Brando's own attack, the Frost Titans' formation seemed to melt like ice and snow. Coward saw the scene and suddenly felt extremely angry. The pity in her heart vanished for a moment. She gave the order with great irritation, allowing the Frost Titans to focus on Brando.

One left, one right and two frost giants surrounded, Brando seemed to have caught Coward's attention, waving his sword forcefully forward and coming out with a faint glow - a long-range attack, a unique ability after the warrior's chemistry element. It's more powerful than white crow swordsmanship, but it's also much more expensive. Like a circle of moon teeth sweeping through the frost giant's front with a piece of blood, several frost giants landed with long, light blue hair rapidly turning white, grey, and wrinkles staggering across the surface, like a skull, dying instantly, which is the passive effect of typical time elements - passing away, Coward noticed this detail, his eyes had to sink a few more points.

After Brando's attack, the disaster was far from over for the Frost Titans, a loud noise, the sword of the earth resonated with the land, a row of rocks rose out of the ground, and the frost Titans near left fleshed and fleshed.

The sword was almost exhaustive, and even after Brando's deployment, it could not resist a bit of blurring, but it worked well, opening a mouth almost 30 meters deep in the formation of the Frost Giant. He was relieved at the same time that the Frost Titans were not as powerful as he had imagined, because it was the rules simulated by Coward, because they preserved only the power of the Golden Ethnic Bottom Line, and only about the power of the Gold Bottom to the Middle, which was not a very big problem in terms of his combat power.

Experience is rapidly increasing, but Brando is not sure if it is enough to advance to the next level, he has no time to pay attention to his panel, the male wolf leads him to the right clash, Brando sometimes grabs the frost giant's head from the face, the Bahamian blessing flames and blows it away. Sometimes a sword head, left and right bows open, hard life kills a blood path.

But even so, there were fewer and fewer wolves following him. The army of the Frost Giant seemed endless. Brando raised his head and saw the enemy on all sides. There was no way out.

The last wolf fell behind him.

Last chance.

Brando knew that he patted the wolf on the neck, and the sitting wolf was already scaled, "Give me a lift at last, man.” He whispered, as if he understood his whisper, and he looked at it with gray eyes, indifferent and lukewarm, but suddenly he turned around and made a low roar. Brando felt the surrounding view empty and at the same time light-headed, and he understood that the male wolf had vacated.

300 meters to Coward.

Brando felt that the male wolf had taken himself to the highest point, beneath it, his eyes were full of frost giants' heads, and the male wolf whimpered like a reminder of something. Brando nodded and said he understood that he lifted the sword of the earth almost to the best of his ability, waving forcefully from the bottom up.

A brilliant round of moons passed through the entire army of Frost Giants.

For a while, flesh and blood flies across.

And then the next moment.

A long row of rock pricks successively came out of the ground, forming a walkway nearly 100 metres long, born in the army of the Frost Giant. Brando vacated from the wolf's back, and Milos' law suppressed his elements to the side only, because he couldn't fly, but that distance was enough. He landed steadily on the rock spur, and looked back, the male wolf was falling into the siege of the Frost Giant.

Brando didn't even have time to sigh, and he turned around and ran along the rocky walkway towards the cliff where Coward was.

Two hundred meters.

Coward didn't think that even so, he would let Brandozon kill a bloody path, obviously only the strength of the chemistry element, but the bias is resilient. The other side was getting closer and closer to her. At this time, she was in no mood for anger. She couldn't help but scream: "Milkos' dragon, stop him! ”

There was a tsunami in the middle of the sky.

Brando felt nothing but numbness in his scalp, and he looked up and saw the clouds fall, two dragons pouring back and forth at himself, and as for where those dragons came from, there was no doubt that in Milos' kingdom, what he wanted was too simple to be here. But Coward has obviously lost his mind, and the power within the kingdom is not infinite, and she has given too much, if not some, to deal with him as a mortal.

But Brando is well aware that hatred towards himself, especially women in hatred, is sometimes unjustifiable.

The air seemed to explode because of the vibrations of the dragon wings, Brando now finally knew what it felt like when the cavalry faced Aloz. The feeling of numbness and a blank brain was so sad. If he could see his eyes, he would find his pupils blackening. This was due to the stress of the mind, a string was almost broken because it was too tight. Brando couldn't help but roar and activated his skills at the last minute.

He slipped past the first dragon due to a sudden acceleration.

Brando immediately relieved himself and, with his previous experience, his fears quickly dissipated. But the second dragon has already dived and hovered along his path, but in a moment, it will reach the top of his head. Brando knew that the dragon was a highly intelligent creature, and after seeing what happened to his companion, he was afraid that he would not necessarily fall for it again.

Besides, he doesn't have a CD with the skills to fight anymore.

The dragon shook its wings and started lowering altitude. Brando saw clearly that it was a red dragon, and when it beat its wings, it even pulled out a long flame behind it, sweeping past it, and the rain completely evaporated. It swept past, and the burning breath almost swept over, and Brando had to turn on the tree to be tough, but even so, the flame burned from him and instantly turned him into ash.

Dark Coward saw this scene and couldn't help but show excitement and comfort, but she just had a moment of happiness and her face immediately sank.

Because a moment later, she saw Brando show up again, and behind that red dragon --

It was an illusion that her dragon had been deceived.

Dark Coward squeezed his fist in anger.

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