The Amber Sword

All the visions disappeared.

The battlefield returned to the platform in that abyss, but it seemed to be quiet, one drop at a time, and time was not passing. Veronica still holds the action of flying beneath that platform; St. Mayfist the Grey Sword holds a giant sword and stands high; the spell spark in Charles' hand blooms and is set for that moment; on the surrounding cliff, the falling ice is like a permanent stagnation, in the ice cave, with four black knights holding their bows.

Above the platform alone, Brando and Dark Coward each occupy half the space, moving in silence, as if they were two diametrically opposite images. Brando was standing slowly on the ground, naked, blood sliding slowly across his forehead, along his neck, across his shoulders, upper arms, small arms, flowing through his wrists, as if a bloody red tattoo had been outlined.

The rosy blood beads dripped slowly down along the sword of the earth and sank into the ground, raising a thin layer of dust.

Brando quietly looked straight ahead and knelt on the ground in the dark Coward.

She was giggling and laughing.

It was like crazy, shivering with laughter, then coughing violently and curling the whole body into clumps. The girl's forehead and face were covered with blood, not hers, but Brando's. The bright and hot lightning had faded from her, and the color in her eyes had restored that gentle light red. A long black hair resembled sandalwood. Her skin was pale, as if she had just bathed from milk, and a dark robe struck like a ghost, quietly blooming on the platform.

“Hahahahahaha... cough... hahahaha”

Dark Coward coughed and laughed with joy. Her shoulders shrugged violently and raised her head. She looked at Brando with a grudgingly, blissfully gloomy look, some like a wolf, and her eyes were spectacular.

“Ha ha… cough… should you feel it? ”

Brando was silent, and in his view, the borders around the platform were gradually becoming light silver, and those silver areas were gradually expanding, slowly approaching Kowa-centric. They are expanding faster and faster, one by one, vibrant, stretching towards the center of Dark Coward, where he stands still and feels an ancient, as if nascent, augmenting and slowly integrating into the world.

Milos' Law of Divine Power.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha cough... the machine is too smart, human,” Dark Coward's eyes revealed a comforting light, gasped, then shook her head irrelevantly; she sat on her knees, like a weak, helpless girl, and even looked at Brando a little weakly and said: “You're almost there, unfortunately...”

“You're a god. ”

Brando answered lightly.

The laws of this world are being recalculated, and the entire time and space outside God's eternal sleep is stagnating. And in the endless void, a flame is rekindling, as if, with the birth of this light, a line of ancient laws began to reappear, and there was a voice calling out the name that lay asleep in the abyss of darkness.

Milos.

Father of the Frost Giant.

Just one line apart, Dark Coward finally achieves the divine position. Crystal tears were still hanging on her cheeks, but she gave a brilliant smile, “What, do you think you still have a chance?” She twisted her head and looked at Brando with a curious eye.

But in that curiosity, there was deep hatred, and Dark Coward smiled, and Whiteson's canine teeth were hidden.

Brando looked at the silver area of erosion.

“Five minutes left,” he replied quietly, "I still have five minutes to kill you. ”

The girl giggled and couldn't bear to cough again.

“Cough cough cough... if only you were a mortal...” She coughed violently and looked at Brando in tears as if she had heard a great joke, her blood-red eyes filled with regrets: “Unfortunately, the gods agreed with the crystals to leave the power to choose the future to the mortal. ”

“Brando," Dark Coward laughed so sweetly that he was almost flattered: “As the heir of Dark Dragon, as you of the Gods, you cannot kill me. ”

“Only mortals can kill me. ”

“And thanks to your blessings, lol, only the Gods can move freely in this realm...”

“See, there's no one here to stop me anymore,” she stood up softly and replied softly, "Tens of millions of years later, humanity once again chose their destiny, and this time, no one will be able to change. ”

Brando didn't say a word.

But a voice answered the question for him.

“Brando can't change,” the voice replied crisply and firmly, "I'll change it! ”

Brando and Coward discolored their faces at the same time.

Only one was a surprise, and one was stunned, "Who is it?” Coward's smile disappeared and she screamed nervously. Suddenly, on the opposite side of the pair, the shadowy blue light seemed to make up a gate, dressed in a knight's uniform, and the girl with the lion's heart sword slowly walked onto the platform.

She looked up at Dark Coward and replied earnestly: "I don't understand where Brando came from, nor why he couldn't stop you, but at least I do know, My Goddess, that I have one choice to make. ”

“Because of me," she pressed her hands against her chest, answering word for word: "From Butch, I am the mortal in your mouth. ”

At that moment, the look on Dark Coward's face was incredible, as if all the faces were set at that moment, “No, it's not true,” she said, shaking her head: "No, you have to think about your options, it's about the future of the world. Listen, young lady, Lord Martha has given you everything, and you must not be ungrateful...”

She saw Freya pull out her long sword slowly, the light of the sword almost swayed her eyes, and her face suddenly became a little snowy, “No, I can make you demigod, you can be with him forever, and together we will bring the world back to the glory of classical times. ”

She slurred, but the knight girl didn't seem to hear anything. She slowly pulled out the Lion's Heart Sword and looked back at Brando.

Brando smiled at her.

“Freya. ”

“Brando. ”

He raised the sword of the earth, "Let me see what you learned at the Knights College?” In the realm of Milos, the power of all is completely excluded at this moment, even Coward himself. They have five minutes before the silver realm is completely connected to the Dark Coward...

Within five minutes.

This battle will be determined solely by experience and skill.

There was peace in both hearts, and Coward seemed to have lost her ability to speak, and she looked a little stiff because she had already seen the light blue figure behind Freya.

“Why, Milos!? ”

“This is my agreement with Crystal, Coward, that we should give them more options.” There seems to be a voice in the underworld answering.

“You're partial!” She bites her teeth off.

“Coward, you and I belong in different camps, and we each believe in different truths, but there's only one thing I need to ask you —— at least make history fair," the voice replied, "If you think chaos is the only truth between the universes, then you're not afraid it's going to fail, are you? ”

The voice stopped and answered with some pride, "Me too. ”

Dark Coward hummed softly, but only silently, and she looked up and looked at the man and woman in front of her.

Both of them have made the pre-offensive posture.

The blade of the sword of the earth trembled slightly, and Brando closed his eyelids, as if one summer night, in the pitch of darkness, that bright star river across the sky. He started to move forward, feeling that step, and with him, Freya started to move forward, both of them moving together, almost at the exact same pace.

Black blade, silver blade, gently shaking.

“Remember the Battle of Butch," Brando asked without returning. "The Battle of the Golden Orchard. ”

Freya nodded slightly.

“This time,” replied Brando, "I'll keep you covered. ”

He leveled the sword of the earth.

“Freya. ”

Once again, the assault skill opened, Brando stabbed Coward with a stream of light, a sword that had nothing to do with the law, nothing to do with the elements, and even the power was minimized by the realm of Milos, which was the simple battle to decide life and death. Dark Coward's eyes were blazing with anger, and she backed away, reaching out to block Brando's sword blade, reacting without any delay, and she was no worse than Brando simply in terms of combat experience.

But, unfortunately, Brando wasn't the only one fighting alone.

“Alternate attack!” Brando roared.

A light blue figure appeared behind Brando, and Eluin's knight's uniform was so prominent in the eyes of the Elder Elysis that the silver Lion's Heart sword pierced the goddess as if it were a true lion's fangs. Nimmasis had hoped that the sword would change the destiny of a kingdom, and today it is indeed changing the destiny of some.

Just these people, all over the Vaughn continent.

Dark Coward roared, and Freya's swordsmanship seemed so crude to her, that she could not bear to go directly to the knight girl's paw, but the next moment, a dark, heavy sword blade was definitely blocking her path. “That fucking guy!” She raised her head and saw Brando smiling and not laughing. She had to grab Brando's blade and throw it away, then back away from Freya's sword.

But how could Brando let her do what she wanted, throwing away the sword of the earth and grabbing her wrist with her opposite hand?

“Son of a bitch!” Coward was so angry in his heart that he didn't even think about it, he slipped a knife into Brando's stomach. When she just started, she realized it wasn't good —— she suddenly remembered that the guy in front of her was a dead man, and Dark Coward looked up and saw Brando smiling weirdly at herself.

The moment Essex's eldest daughter felt nothing but a blank in her head.

She sounded softly and felt her hands stick unhindered into Brando's abdomen. Brando's face was almost moving, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back alive, as if he didn't feel any pain. Then Brando hugged her and forced her to turn around and face Freya.

“No!” Coward screamed.

That moment.

Freya stares at Dark Coward at the same time...

But what Dark Coward looked at was the Lion's Heart Sword in her heart, she opened her mouth, but could not make a sound, only the blood could not stop gushing out of the corner of her mouth, the girl frowned painfully, gasped heavily, she seemed extremely unwilling to look at all of this, look at this platform that was supposed to bring her glory, look at this barrel-shaped abyss, look at Freya, finally hard to turn back.

Hate to look at Brando.

“Coward, that's the answer...”

“Despicable.” She answered weakly the underworld voice channel.

Freya looked almost shivering at the goddess in front of herself and closed her eyes. She easily opened her sword and opened her mouth, like she was trying to say something, but the words became a word of worry: "Brando, you...”

“I don't mind.” Brando was relieved and Dark Coward's body was lightening in his hands as if he was beginning to vanish. And the time and space around him seemed to start to flow again, and he looked back and saw that the silver area on the edge of the platform was dissipating.

Milos' law is returning to the dark void.

That's a good sign.

He took a long breath, some weakly answering, “Thanks to you for avoiding the heart.” Speaking of this sentence, he couldn't help but cough, a weakness and fear came to his mind. As if the battle was over, he began to feel soft and couldn't help but shake and fall.

But someone grabbed him.

Freya held him tight.

……

The normal order of time seemed to have recovered momentarily after the death of Dark Coward, and Haruze glanced wide and saw those black knights dressed in black cloaks lifting their bows and walking to the edge of the ice cave. And the Black Knight's movements were so natural, as if to them they had not noticed the stagnation in the middle for such a long time, or even the change that had occurred on the platform, all within a blinking moment, as if inertia had caused them to lift the long bow in their hand as originally planned.

At this point, the ice that had been set to fall in the middle of the sky the moment before the 'noise' fell under the cliff.

The Black Knights aimed at Brando and Freya on the platform, and the time was so short that they had no idea how that Freya had come about, nor had they considered it, just instinctively recognizing that Freya and Count Tonigal were allies.

Then they open their bows.

Haruze took a sharp breath, he opened his mouth, but the poem next to him seemed to find his move step by step. The scholar lady opened her eyes and shook her head fatally, indicating that he was not impulsive. But the little prince remembered only the teacher's safety, his nature was simple, and he remembered his situation there.

The knight let go of his fingers and sounded softly.

Long arrows come out of the string.

“Teacher, be careful! It's the Black Knight. They're coming! ”

The little prince also screamed out in tears.

The lead black knight reacted the first time, pulling out his sword and rushing this way, he raised his sword and subconsciously wanted to put it on the little prince's neck. But that's when he suddenly realized he couldn't move, and in fact all the black knights in the cave were stuck at the same moment.

The Golden Rule Line spreads through the ice cave and is wrapped around everyone.

And the black knights, who had just released an arrow at the entrance, were stunned to find that their arrows —— all blocked by a giant figure.

That's a dragon.

One spread his wings and the scales flashed bright golden light, his golden pupils surrounded by a fiery flame, his head raised, two pairs of horns raised high, standing high and watching their dragons in the middle of the air. It was like a creature from Tai Ancient times that had raised its wings on the other side of the canyon just moments before, but it was like a blink of an eye that she was already in front of them.

“Lord Aroz! ”

The excitement of the poem finally rang with an incredible voice.

“Ha ha, now we're saved!” It's Phyllis shouting.

And by his side, Laurena was relieved. In fact, even the elder prince of the long-faced Cruz could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he turned around and saw the little prince comatose long after that reminder.

“If I were you," Aloz warned, but filled with her characteristic amusement, she closed her eyes dangerously and said to the leader of the black knight with the sword, "- and put the sword down. ”

The knight obviously had no idea that a dragon would appear in front of him. He sighed slightly for a moment, but then raised his sword in his hand, released his hand, and then shouted and dropped his sword.

In the iceberg, the black knights looked at each other, but after a moment of hesitation, the sound of a sword-throwing jingle rang.

……

Brando looked up at the dragon's shadow passing through the sky.

His head rested on the girl's thighs and he felt weak as if he had been vacated, but he whispered and smiled in his heart.

(PS: The trajectory of change is almost over here, there's probably one or two chapters left; from the next volume, Brando is really going to go to the bigger stage, go to Cruz, fight Madara, really change the fate of Eruin ~ ~ Here's to thank everyone for their constant support. In addition, to help Negro's catastrophe come to ask for tickets, the first month of his new book, with the support of everyone.