The Amber Sword

Above the sky, the silver fleet is at war with Modesty's dragon and beast army, explosions and flames continue, licking the clouds, howling and shocking the heavens and the earth. For Rune below, this scene is no different than the end.

After listening to instructor Buga, Zeke walked back and forth on the deck of the captain's office for two laps, and the fire penetrated through the starboard window, reflecting in the young captain's eyelids, he frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment to finally give the order: "Execute the order! ”

Wal-Mi, the Silver Robe Wizard, stood beside him with his hands upside down, carefully watching his Eruin student, his silver eyes flashing under his thick eyebrows, saying: “As far as I know, your lord has not commanded a fleet combat experience, in fact, he is not even of naval origin, you have reason to refuse his orders, and you know better than he how to use these giant beasts in the air to win. Textbooks tell you that a qualified commander is going to win glory for his lord, not blindly obey orders - but your eyes tell me that you're not losing your mind, and you're young, not old enough to lose your sharp heart, and I'm curious about your choice. ”

'Cause I want to see what he can do. ”Zeke came to the side of the starboard window to watch the battle in the dense sky through the crystals, and a fascinating silver arc was slowly retreating, resulting in vast voids in the center of the battlefield that could give the dragon herd lethal climbing space to turn the battle into a failure.

But the former's face was as calm as it had been, and there was nothing to worry about--

Originally from a local aristocratic force closely linked to the royal family, he gave up the opportunity to enter the Royal Knights under the control of the Royal Party and His Royal Highness the future Elder Princess, voluntarily choosing to join the White Lion Guard's officer training program, a decision that seemed somewhat frightening to others, but he was certain in his heart. He was full of curiosity about the young Earl, the all-powerful of the neighboring population, who had decided that only such a magnificent man was worthy of his own service, which augured well for the advent of chaos, and that the millennium storm had only just unravelled the drama.

Over the entire sky, the silver fleet gathered, as if it were a glittering silver scale, and began to retreat slowly.

Marjorie, a young sergeant from the Royal Navy of Janilassou Province, looked up and witnessed the whole process, his heart stopped. He really couldn't understand why the wise and calm Count suddenly made such a low-level mistake - or was he just a self-serving man, but the stunning military gift and acute sense of smell displayed on the land had lost its role on the newly opened battlefield of the sky?

After the convoy retreated, the dragon herds did seize the opportunity to climb up and try to take a high advantage - a decisive victory factor that they could not once have mastered in previous battles. Cruz nobles on the airport crossbridge watched the clouds rise suffocatingly, and while they could not see the knack of the battle, they were also somewhat disturbed.

Count Olkons swallowed the words back into his stomach several times until he finally couldn't help but ask Brando, a flame descending from the air and falling beside the latter.

Marjorie kept her mouth shut at the same time.

The flame separated from it and walked out of a handsome horse wrapped in a pale fire, with a healthy knight on the horse's back taking off his helmet, a long hair like a flash of fire, the head of the goddess of martial arts, Brunshild.

“Master.” Brunhild stared at Brando with his golden pupils and his voice was calm and low.

“I'll leave it to you.” Brando sighed. In his previous battles, he had never used the Goddess Guard card, but this time he had to protect Tonigal's navy, not to mention the legendary Goddess of Martial Arts Susan, compared to the Buga's silver fleet's resurgence in the world.

“It is our duty, master, but Valhalla is too weak to fight with him at all times.” Brunhild replied.

“There will always be a chance, and I will try to rebuild the Temple of Dawn.” Brando himself looks forward to that day - the legendary martial arts goddess who paraded the sky came to Eruin's land and fought for himself, something that even the top guilds could not hope for in The Sword of Amber.

“We firmly believe that the day will come and that the glory of Golden Palace will return to this land.” Brunhild turned his horse's head, raised his right hand, and a long gun burning with a golden light appeared in her hand, and she shouted, “Come with me, sisters, fight for me, Odin! ”

The royal wind colt sighed, his feet stood upright, and the fire rolled out like a cloud from behind Brunhild. The rising flames formed a large army, and countless people came running with horses, killing each other in shock. Autlind, Alvett, Waltrod and Guna, the four leaders of the goddess of martial arts, wore winged helmets, and the fires appeared separately with long guns. Immediately following the queen of the goddess of martial arts, the army killed in the flames was like a falling fire falls from the sky and stopped in front of the army of dragon beasts.

The two armies crashed into each other in an instant, as if to create an illusion, the whole sky shook slightly, and then the blood and the burning corpse swung down from the sky like rain point, sobbing all over the clouds.

The immediate consequences have even gone far beyond the previous convoy of escorts.

This scene gave Brando a tremendous shock, and he didn't expect the legendary nine-order creature to be so terrible. Though it was expected that the monolithic fighting power of Brunshild and others could stabilise the dragon beast, he didn't expect them to stop the dragon beast army by themselves. However, when Brunhilde went out with her flaming army, the situation immediately reversed, and instantly Brando understood that this was the special ability of the king of martial arts - the final battle.

This is a summoning capability and a rare ability to summon plural units. Although it is not known exactly how long it will last, this part of the force that has been shown at the moment alone is enough to make the Goddess of Martial Arts one of the most advanced soldiers on the continent.

Army of One Person-

Two clouds of fire interwoven in the middle of the sky, like Brando, all those who witnessed the scene were nailed to the ground as if they were demons.

Though Alcons had long anticipated that the knight who emerged from the flames would never be extraordinary, he never expected to transcend the realm, the horror of the dragon beast, and the power of the goddess of martial arts, which he now sees with his own eyes, was a chariot of thunder and flames, an English knight marching in the sky, and the Count couldn't help but sweat and think that he would dare to fight against the man who held such an army?

This is...

“I don't know if I'll live or die...”

Euni looked at everything in front of her and muttered to herself, and now she finally understood Brando's source of gas, holding such power that even the Empire could not do anything about it, and that was all that happened to the Cruz's top strength - the Horseman of Fire, the Protective Sacrifice. “But why would such a man, with the irresistible power of an entire kingdom, prefer to be in a corner?” Another thought then came to mind in the Duke's thoughts, and she frowned, and some of the thoughts that had originally been in her heart are now completely extinguished.

Medusa Les Mecca's eyes glistened and the excitement in her eyes was unbearable. She patted the little prince Eluin's head slightly, excited: “See, little cutie, this is the power your teacher really has. But I imagine there's more to it than that. He must have more secrets. It's really a mysterious man. ”

Haruze noticed the anomaly of her maid and couldn't help but turn her head and ask, “Do you need strength, Miss Les Mecca? ”

“The kingdom, the organization, the individual, everything needs strength, little darling, if you and your sister Eluin have enough power, will it weaken to this point? ”

It sounds very simple, but Haruze frowned slightly. Can power really bring everything? But he had heard Brando say that beneath the sulfur river, it was also a world of extreme power, a world of demons, desolate, lacking in life, where power seemed to bring everything, but seemed unable to bring anything, and what was missing between that, he couldn't think of anything.

The two men were silent at one time, and at the same time, most of the people in the entire Eruin mission were mindful of each other.

“He didn't disappoint me!” Zeke couldn't help but wave his fists hard, and the strength of the Spirit Army in the middle of the air made him tremble. The superficiality and short-sightedness of the King's Party, the Royal Knights, and his companions were so shallow and ridiculous in the face of such power that it was no longer the power that Eluin could master and restrain, but belonged only to a strong empire.

The dreams and glories of the Eruin people since the Ek Dynasty seemed to be nearing sight.

“Goddess of martial arts,” Wal-Mi muttered to himself again: "Goddess of martial arts. ”

The Silver Robe Wizard also seems to have lost the extraordinary calm of the Silver Nation, and that period spanning tens of thousands of years seems to have returned to his eyes - not even the age of gold and silver has yet come upon the earth, where the tower of Babel stood, full of images of abundance and prosperity, where God lived with man - before the chaos.

“That's Brunshild, king of the goddess of martial arts, thunder and fire on the sky. Martha, come on. Who is he? How can he be loyal and favored by the king of the goddess of martial arts?”

“Mr. Walmey, he is our lord.” Zeka replied proudly, waving his hand: "The reinforcements are in place, it's time to fight back! ”

Reinforcements have arrived.

The Bukan supership, the Arkenalton, is gradually becoming an entity, with the statue of Mana gleaming in the sun, rising above its walled hull, silver sails like clouds. On the side of this giant ship, the Silver of the Magic of the First Battleship, the Phage of the Winter Wolf of the First Battleship, the Light of the Wisdom of the First Battleship has been fully materialized, straight ahead, a flag word rising from each battleship, repeatedly articulating the same meaning:

Reinforcements have arrived and counter-attacks have begun...

The silver fleet began to turn slowly, and the magnificent magic flashes flashed once. For the first time, the fire density of the Eru fleet exceeded that of the Dragon Beast Spitfire, and the various colors of light staggered over the sky. Finally, Jørgendigan's army of flying beasts began to lose support, their formation became 708, and the momentum of the attack was lost. A long howl came from the plains, and the dragon beasts began to turn around like amnesty, crossing the ruined walls of Lune Harbor in a dense and numb manner, like a whirring wind.

Everyone on the battlefield was stunned by this sudden scene, and even most of the Cruz people on the ground and at the airport could not believe that they had actually won - escaped the day of birth under the claws of a Dragon Beast Army - without an Imperial Navy, without an Imperial Major Army, alone with a thin Port Guard, plus some... Eruins?

But the facts now show that the dragons and animals are rushing away, gradually disappearing into view. In the distant sky, there are quickly only a few small black dots that are gradually moving away, and the previous wars, as if they were a disaster in dreams.

Eruin's silver fleet has not pursued, and in fact it does not have that strength. Brando expects that there should be more dragons and beasts or whatever on the plains - for example, the Eagle Queen and the more terrible Scorpion Lion, the dragon and beast army that went before, though scary, is far from the great scene he has seen in the Alkash Mountains in the future, and the strength of all the Lords gathered beneath the ground is no less than that of Maddala a hundred years later, and this dragon and beast should not make the dragon queen feel flesh pain.

A round of flag words was relaunched from fleet to fleet, and the navy of the Eruins was carefully set up to guard against a second attack by the Dragon Beast, while Buga's envoys came to Brando as the Arkennaton re-entered the airport.

If there is another person in the world besides Earth's Sword Sage who can give birth to the esteemed Eluyne of the Krutz, then he must be the master of the Secret Silver Castle, half human blood, half silver blood, in the highest ecclesiastical leader in Buga, Tulaman. Secret silver, Othtan.

If the local aristocrats of Port Rune had previously taken Brando slightly lightly, they would have unconsciously shut their mouths when they saw a platoon of silver robes in which they had come from the battleships known as the Silver Robe Wizards of the Observer Corps. Just as the Empire is innate with pride, the pride of the Silver Nation in front of mortals is unnecessary. The sense of superiority of the Cruz is not worth mentioning in front of these ancient people who have experienced the battle of the Saints. Even for most Silver Nation, Gilt the King of Fire is their peers. That era of war was their youth, they fought alongside the heroes of mankind, but on the White Tower such an experience is not worth mentioning at all.

So the empire is not worth mentioning.

Tulaman, the youngest of the Bukas, was extremely tall, and he had half the human blood, making him look older and more serious than many silver magicians who had lived longer, yet in front of Brando he had always maintained the image of a hermit scholar in the Goran-Elson Forest. He smiled slightly at Brando and said, “Tania knew you were going to come to see the entertainer, so she pushed me out of this old guy. ”

“She didn't think I'd get into any trouble because of you.” Brando didn't answer nicely: “I don't expect you to clean up this mess right now, but Lord Turaman, at least tell me what you Bukas really want. ”

After saying this, Brando stared at the old man dressed as the scholar in front of him, as if he feared missing any detail on the other person's expression.

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