The Amber Sword

“Miss Nimmasis!” Silver Elf Princess Metisa pushed the door in with a long gun and saw the black-haired knight turn around and put a finger to her lips, making a silent gesture against her. Metisa glanced slightly and asked: “What's wrong?” After dealing with the battle, she had previously met several witches outside and found that the sky had darkened throughout the port of Fatan. She was afraid that the house would infiltrate the enemy and rushed in and saw the scene. Nimmasis did not open her mouth, and a strange buzz echoed in the silent library, as the eyes moved down and fell on the lady knight's waistbag.

The lady's waistbag trembled slightly, as if something was alive inside, making a slight low pitch. Metisa revealed her guarded look and asked Nimaisi if she needed help, but Nimaisi shook her head and seemed to have something in mind, hesitating a little bit, then placed her hand on her waistbag and popped the button. ‘Buzz -’ the tremor was amplified suddenly, a silver light came up slowly from the lady's lumbar bag, and Metisa finally saw it clearly, a silver metal disc that shook up slowly from the lumbar bag and emitted a brilliant glow to the surrounding area.

“War tablet!” Metisa recognized this thing at once, and it was the war tablet they found in Vargas: “This is... what's wrong? ”

“The everlasting night came... the tablet of war... awakened.” Nimaisi muttered to herself, suddenly flashing a hint of panic on her face, subconsciously retreating one step to make way, but the silver disk had emitted a beam of striped light, just above her forehead, "Miss Nimaisis-!” In Metissa's panicked cry, the knight leaned back slightly on her forehead and her whole body swept away. The scene was like the beam that hit her in the forehead made her float. Her body leaned back slightly, a dark hair with no wind, and she danced around, her eyes closed and her eyebrows frowned in pain.

‘No. Arcane100729401B Bookshelf, Learning, Acronym D, Regel Curse System, String Magic Heritage -’

‘Hereditary, Black Iron Bloodline - Bloodline Matches. ’

‘Heritage begins…’

‘From: Arbitration Association. ’

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Everything is in darkness.

Brando looked up at the sky.

It was a pitch-black sky, like a black hole that devoured everything, no stars and moons, no half-light, and the heavens and the earth blended together as if they were vast, infinite, without going up or down, like the scenery before the opening of the sky. Yet above the vast land, there are also the lights of civilization, the cities, towns and villages near the port of Fatan. At this moment, the starlit fire, one by one, illuminated from near and far in turn, is like a series of sparks that connect different places, different races, intelligent spirits manipulating different languages. The sparks scatter over the earth and are lit in turn along the long coastline of the sublime Inland Sea.

That's civilization.

Lonely and proud civilization.

Brando did not speak, the merchant lady did not speak, Coward did not speak, when she saw many more nobles in the courtyard, silently returned to the darkness, in the courtyard of Nodak, at a time when no one made a sound. In the eyes of all, this view is reflected, as if the stars were falling into the ground, in the depths of their eyes, black, brown, or blue, the land of solitude and darkness - a wilderness that has no life, yet the fire above the wilderness is enough to comfort everyone.

It must have been many years ago, when civilization came out of its barbarity, when Thunder brought down the spark for the first time, and set it on fire over the wilderness, it was reflected in the eyes of the ancestors.

The fire, which destroys everything, brings warmth and light.

It seemed like a moment later, but for those present, it was as if a lifetime had elapsed. Suddenly, another light appeared in the eyes: "Look, look at the sky!” People scream. In the pitch-black sky, there was nothing in the sky, but at this moment it seemed to become a mirror, opposite the vast earth, reflecting scattered light points on the ground, which were sparse at first, then dense and gradually connected, as if the stars had fallen, gleaming in the pitch-black night sky.

But it was quickly discovered that it was not a reflection, but a real falling star, one in a row, as if the crumbling star area were moving in the middle of the sky, dragging its long tail, lighting up the stars of the sky in an instant.

At that moment, it was a miracle that many people would never forget.

Everyone held their breath, opened their mouths, and looked at this incredible scene without blinking. But only Brando, seemingly indifferent, even had an unspeakable look on his face because of this scene...

He has seen it.

The first falling star finally landed, a flashing arc of light falling from the sky, and bright light drew a straight silver line in the pitch-black night sky, pointing in the direction of the mountains east of Metz. Yet the second one, the third one, in time, half the sky seemed to rain a silver light, and the whole world, the whole world, was surrounded by endless silver lines, and they drew the night sky, gleaming, and then faded away, and then lit up again by another falling star.

The age of the sword has arrived, so the stars have fallen, returning the knowledge of the saint...

It was the year of starfire in history, and Brando remembered that year, when the game opened chapter three, the Stonewall War. That year, 10 years before the resurrection of Essex, came forever and darkness and the tablet emerged.

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This bright starlight is reflected in the eyes of Constance in the Cruz Empire, the Empire Duo, the Rose Garden, and Her Majesty the Queen of the Empire laughs in the light rain.

“The curtain has begun, our time has come, Esmeralda...”

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Valhalla, Fortress of the Tree of the World, Freya gazed at the tablet that Brando had given her - a tablet that had almost saved her life in the Frost Forest and given her some magical powers, but then it returned to silence, and no matter how she studied it, she no longer showed any power, as if it were a plain tablet. At this moment, however, the tablet suddenly swept away from her desk, and one byte after another of gold flashed from the tablet, as if it were breeding a pattern. Twenty-four times, after 24 characters appeared, the tablet suddenly ‘clicked’ and split a huge gap from it.

“Ah--!” Freya shouted, although this tablet has not been consecrated since then, but it was also a gift from Brando, not to mention saving her life. She had planned to keep it safe, but she didn't expect it to crack herself. She suddenly freaked out, hurried to hold the tablet with her hands, afraid that the tablet would continue to play like this and split herself up - this is Brando's most precious gift to her!

But her hand had not yet reached the tablet, and in the busy movement of her hands and feet, the tablet had cracked into pieces, a golden light coming out of the tablet, right on her forehead.

Freya only remembered seeing a golden disc flying out of the slate before she went into a coma.

Then she felt herself caught in a dark world.

Then a voice echoed in her head:

‘No. Battle000000032A Bookshelf, Descent, Acronym V, Gear Division, Tactical Heritage -’

‘Hereditary, Black Iron Bloodline - Bloodline Matches. ’

‘Heritage begins…’

‘From: Goddess of War Guard. ’

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North of Eruin, the Lion Plateau, in the Wolf Forest, Bryson. Habji dragged his unconscious comrade out of the black wolf's body heap, wiping the blood off the white lion's armor before weirdly measuring the silver triangular debris floating in the middle of the sky not far away. Just a short time ago, when the sky was completely dark, he and his comrades were patrolling the forest, and then suddenly he was attacked by a black wolf pack, almost completely defeated, thanks to the silver debris from the sky that glowed and killed all the black wolves, and then it hung so still in the middle of the sky.

“Anyway, I want to thank you," Bryson raised his head: “But what exactly are you, and what's going on in the outside world, you must have something to do with what happened before, right? ”

He muttered to himself, not wishing it would answer him, but just as he finished the sentence, a beam of light suddenly emitted from the fragments of the triangle, dropping a translucent projection on the snow ——

“Hello, mortal, I am Lucius, or as you used to call me —— you can call me Crystal. ”

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“Mortal, I allow you to call me Alvers--”

“In front of you is the end of everything, blue. ”

“I am fierce. ”

“We will abide by the covenant and return the lost knowledge to the heritage of civilization…”

“A new round has begun...”

“You will finally face the moment of the end, accept my knowledge, mortal. ”

From the mechanical city of Otuste, to the towers of the stars, from the Holy Palace of the Lions, to the Temple of the Ten Holies, from the vast plains of Nazer to the west, from winter to the fluctuating mountains of St. Osor, from the banks of Silver Bay, where the stars converge, to the Alliance of the Ten Cities, countless such scenes are happening over and over again, a starlight descending from the sky, from ancient knowledge, passed down on the earth after the destruction of the fortress of Babel, this moment finally returns to the world.

The tablet of war, in Brando's cognition, arrived half a century ahead of schedule in this world.

World order.

Eventually it will start to turmoil.

At this moment, in a small private library in Port Fatan, Nimaisi is making a terrible scream: "No… no, I refuse!” At that moment, the knight with black hair seemed to see a ray of light pouring into her mind in a pitch-black world, and countless messages, images, characters and lines of law filled her memories. If she put her mind slightly into this information, she could understand that these were all from the highest civilization of the last era, the most important part of the inheritance that order had lost on the earth, but at this moment Nimaisi had no intention of accepting these inheritances at all. All she felt was panic in her heart, biting her teeth to try to resist.

But such resistance is powerless.

The picture switched quickly, and from these glittering shadows, she saw the ancient wars, the dusk and the confrontation of order, the gods building the world, the migration of the Matanians between the stars, the creation of the mother of the first light, Martha, and then she saw more things, the destruction of Fort Barbell, the change of times, the birth of the Black Iron People from the wilderness, the battle of the Sacred Wisdom, the creation of Eruin, these images overlapped, and she hardly remembered, and flashed in front of her.

And then she saw her birth, and that scene was like a split, and she saw two worlds, a world, where she came from an Eruin aristocratic family, who had received good aristocratic education and knight training since childhood, and she practiced and grew up desperately, as if to escape an established destiny. In another world, she was born in a strange room, a pure white room, surrounded by strange devices, a group of people in white robes surrounded by her still young and weak mother, and then she saw her own growth, children, girls, learning experiences.

In an unconscious way, Nimaisi wept slightly and a line of tears had slipped down her closed eyes.

“I… do not… be replaced…"

“I am… Nimai… Cece…”

“Sorry…”

Metisa reached out her hand in the middle of the air and stopped moving half an inch further.

But for a moment, the knight with dark hair slowly opened her eyes, and she had a strange flash in her eyes - a glow that Metisa had never seen before, and she lowered her head, silenced for a moment, and then raised her head again.

“Sophie...”

A Silver Elf Little Princess has never heard of a name gently recited from a female knight.

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After the falling of the stars, the far reaches of the sky, on the horizon of the sky, remain pitch black.

Brando looked in that direction, as if he was waiting for something to happen, no one in the courtyard spoke, no one knew what had happened before, they looked at each other, no one understood why the sky suddenly darkened, where the sun, the moon and the stars all went? And what happened to that meteor that crashed before? Roman's curiosity shook Brando's hand, and Brando turned around and patted her gently on the back of her hand, suggesting that she didn't have to worry.

This will be the everlasting darkness of the generations before dusk descends, and then will be the everlasting night of seven years.

Vaughn's original order will be completely subverted at this moment.

But he wasn't too worried.

Because he had experienced it himself.

He looked in the direction of the horizon, but for a moment, a ray of silver light suddenly rose from that place, and that ray of silver light was like a slowly rising silver line, and it slowly rose, and as it rose to the top, a ray of bright spots spread from the tip of the silver light. Many of these silver beams then rise from far and close, and they quickly form a piece of silver, one by one, and together, flashing silver wires intersect halfway across the sky, constituting the pattern of Xuan Ao, in which the characters flash again.

Flame, flame.

Daes, holy.

Latton, life.

Vio, Light.

As if at the beginning of the world, Martha had descended a silver line of law from the sea of magic, staggered and intertwined, weaving a code famous for the world. This scene now plays across the world, crossing silver wires, connected to each other, and then shining a warm, sustained light.

It seems that a solemn chant has been sounded in the darkness, a spell, a light hymn, a sacred note scattered over the world, echoing over the entire Vaughn, where the darkness in the sky dissipates in the light, the sun, the azure sky, the clouds and the breeze, but reappears a moment later in the entire world sky.

This is Martha's final blessing to her people, the voice of the world.

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