The Amber Sword

A hint of haze raised Brando's eyebrow corner. “How many armies did Madara have this time?” He suddenly asked.

“Six, as you can see," the white stream revealed a very contemptuous deity, but had to answer: “All here, man. ”

“Six? ”

Cold snorted and his eyes fell on Chloe beside him. “I'm not lying, you ask. ”

Brando glanced at the woman with hesitation, and he actually knew she wasn't lying, and she didn't have to lie about it. He had thought about the possibility of things, but wondered why the woman was pretending to be angry. She had created such an illusion from the beginning, but the real Tiamas had never been, and the Black Knight would never be angry, rarely angry, and asked how a man who flouted his sensual thoughts could let anger dominate his own.

Bai must not know how familiar this person is with herself. If she knew that Brando and Bai Xiao considered her performance as a clown at this moment, she might be really upset and angry.

Brando's heart has risen again, and some memories of the land of the Dead Moon are still in sight today - the dark mountains of the Arkash region, the spirits of the mountains, the endless fighting, and the corpses. Not only did Madara have a dead spirit, but she slept in the mountains east of Mekhotophen, not knowing how many dead souls, not only the jihad of decades ago, but also the wars and the wars of more than a millennium ago, where countless Krutz, Faynzans, Pokémon and warriors of other races buried their bones.

Some of the dead wizards who have been hiding here since ancient times run their own secret nests deep in the mountains, and even these people will respond to the call of the Mercury Wand. If the Silver Queen gives way to the area east of Metz so that Madara can transform this place into a place of the Dead Moon, the one with the Mercury Wand will be able to pull out an army and ravage the place on a daily basis.

But from Mehotofen to the Four Realms, this is a full third of the empire, unless that woman is really crazy to make such a sadistic move. But maybe Constance is really hysterically insane, and all the speculation now seems to point to that possibility, and even though Brando doesn't want to believe it, he has to bury a seed of doubt.

His shady face stared at the white.

He didn't expect this woman to talk, but he didn't expect to laugh cold. “They made an agreement, and nobody knew what it was,” she said, staring Brando in the eye. "But with the exception of me, Holifen, Alvett, and Grita have all gone to Arkash, and even in Madara, very few people know the secret ——”

Knight of Decay Chloe twisted anxiously on the ground, his jaw chirping, not knowing if it was the first time he heard the news that he was anxious, or whether he was anxious to reveal the man's secret in vain. Brando ignored it at all, and he didn't care about foreign objects, and his mind was almost entirely attracted to the phrase. Holyfin, Alvett, and Grita have all gone to Arkash —— Holyfin, Lord of the Principality of the Dead Lion Vulture, the most powerful traditional dark nobility of Madara, and one of the most powerful lords of this era, and he has gained strength over the white of the blood of the evil dragon, but this man, as an old nobleman, is loyal to the mercury wand and is the true heart of that man.

Alvett, when you heard the name, Brando even asked the question, "The White Witch King has bowed to that man?" This was earlier than he had expected, but in any case, it did not prevent the name from shining brightly: Alvett, king of witches, one of the strongest of the few forces that resisted the mercury wand, and it was only after she had submitted to the mercury wand that the Maddala Empire began to move towards true unity.

And finally, Gritta, the sword of the dead, the sword of the empire, the greatest sword of the next era, the age of St. Darus, the sword of the earth, before 1375, the age of St. Gritta, the sword of the dead, after 375 years, between the first and the second half of the century, there was but one Grey Sword St. Mayfist, and before and after that, the two Sword Saints were the ones who truly subdued the entire continent.

Gritta should still be a Matthewell apprentice, the father of the famous One-Eyed Dragon Tagus, and the famous Dead Sword Sage, the Black Sword Sage, who is said to be as powerful as Mayfist - but before Mayfist entered the extreme realm, Brando estimated that this man's strength would not exceed Veronica at most. But the so-called master of honor, not to mention Mathewell, met Grita, a millennium old genius, born in a buried forest on the shores of the Dead Moon. According to the player's visit to humans who were supposed to live nearby before he died, he was only 16 years old, and was later aroused as a secondary descendant. The dead spirit, originally aroused like this by the Dead Sorcerer or superior vampire, was tens of millions every day in Madara. In theory, Grita should have been part of that tens of millions of lower ashes of the Dead Moon Sea, died in a commonplace of blind warfare.

But history is such a coincidence that the man who evoked him was Matthewell, not only a sword saint, but also the chief of the Manline family, and Grita soon attracted the attention of Matthewell with his unique soul fire and became the apprentice of the latter, after which he embarked on a brilliant path of genius and became one of the brightest stars in the history of Madara.

Gerita, the sword of the Empire, in the final battle of eternity and night, belonged with Essex, and a sword stabbed the right eye of a wolf. Some say that if it did not die, Madara's expansion might not stop in the wilderness of the Four Realms, and Brando is also deeply convinced of this claim.

Such a man, whose strength may not be as good as white at this time of year, is the true beliefs and beliefs, who, with Holifen and Alvitt, have traveled to Arkash to illustrate many problems. Brando had a lot in mind at that moment, but he couldn't really understand why Constance would make such a choice, and he could imagine what would happen next, which would definitely upset everyone's perception of the world.

Assuming that a third of the empire suddenly falls into Madara's hands, a vacuum will suddenly appear between Cruz, St. Osor and Fanzan, a land of the dead moon that will radically change the landscape of the continent, which is tantamount to saying that the Mad Woman King has put the dead moon empire into the process of history ahead of schedule. This is definitely a much crazier approach than an empire in history.

“Brando,” whispered Bai, suddenly reminding him, "Constance is crazy, but she's definitely not crazy, and there must be a deeper reason why she did it. ”

Brando had a slight glimmer in his eyes, it was a conversation between two empires, not a game between children, and such a massive handover could never be accomplished overnight. But what really makes the presence of the mercury wand and the Silver Queen so confident in each other, a plan of such magnitude that Madara and the Cruz must have a considerable degree of mutual trust to complete.

But how do you trust each other?

“Dragon of Darkness.” White seemed to see the doubt in his heart and replied with a devilish voice.

“That's impossible!” Brando shouted.

Though the world knows that Madara's dead spirits were loyal to the Dragon of Darkness, hundreds of years later they were united. Can Constance persuade the man with the mercury wand to bow down under the title of Dragon of Darkness? It's a little too empty. How can the ambition of a king who met a thousand years ago in a kingdom called Darkness be willing to bow to others? Not to mention that at this moment he was full of wings, and after Alvett had surrendered, the Empire took the fast track, and a hundred years later, it was the time of Madara.

That man will honor Constance with just one rumor? This is a joke! And not to mention that Constance only had part of the Dark Dragon inheritance, and even if she did get it all, she wasn't Odin. Brando even thought that the woman in front of him was insulting his intelligence and making him happy, but rarely looked very seriously, and she looked contemptuously at the human being in front of her, as if she knew she would have such a look on her face.

She replied coldly, "But that's the truth, and I even know that Constance and that person met privately, that they met on the last battlefield, and that very few people knew the details of that meeting, but I'm sure they had at least reached an agreement. I even knew that when this plan was completed, Madara would definitely be integrated into the Cruz Empire, and of course, Cruz would not be called Cruz at that time. ”

“The nascent country is called Maldos. ”

“The nascent country is called Maldos--”

A voice echoed on the ground, Tianqing's knights promised the people of the earth with holy guns, and then 10,000 years later, the country thrived on the ruins of the past, the Minor Empire, a country that had been destroyed for a thousand years.

Brando felt that the world had gone mad, or that he had gone mad, and he felt that someone was holding onto his back gently, which was the tenderness of his sister. He turned around and saw Bai Zheng standing firmly beside himself. He understood the other person's thoughts and was slightly moved. After listening to the white words, even though it is not true or false, there is still a cloud in his mind, the future of the world is completely beyond his control, the tides of the world are coming, in front of the storm, no one dares to say that he can know his destiny where to go next, even he.

He thought he was finally in control of the fate of Eluin, but in the current situation, Eluin was like a lone boat in a tsunami that could be overthrown at any moment, and the Eluin still could not control their fate in the face of these enormous figures.

At that moment, Brando suddenly felt tired.

But Sister Bai stood beside him and suddenly made him feel like he was back in the past years.

The future of the kingdom is bleak, and the fate of the whole kingdom and people, the beliefs and trusteeship of millions of Eruin players, are floating on the surface of this raging rage. While everyone knows that they may or may not have failed, they have stayed - at least I did - and will not regret it. They had failed, leaving him with deep memories that would have affected his life, but this time they did not necessarily fail, let alone stand beside him, and could he not have had the courage to fight again?

Whatever it is, just stand in front of it, and he'll make it pay. Maldos fell into the hands of four wise men a thousand years ago, and a thousand years later, the result will not change.

“I get it, Sister.” Brando whispered.

He nodded with a pleasant glance.

But Brando knew that now was not the time to comfort each other, and the most important thing at the moment was to solve the immediate problem, and he looked at it white and asked coldly, “Where is the plan going? ”

He paused and flashed a complex glimmer in his eyes, as if he understood something: “The White Legion is not moving in Oweshin, are you waiting for you--”

“Do you believe now?” Asked Bai.

Brando looked at this woman, a little disgusted. “I'll take it from you when you're telling the truth, Miss Tiamas," but he answered with perseverance, “Actually, I know your little tricks and what you want to do, but now you should know that you should be on your side, and I want you to work with me with real sincerity. ”

“Am I on your side?” Humans, are you mistaken? And I came out with all this crap, and I said, "She looks at Crowe, and she doesn't hide her contempt for this crap:“ But that only means that I have my own thoughts, and that person's men, Alvitt the Queen of Witches, Holifen the King of Lions, who doesn't have their own plans, are nothing. ”

“Don't turn around,” Brando interrupted her coldly: “I've always doubted your attitude before, but that's what you've said since. You take these riding walls and send them out, not because you have your own plans —— or because you do, because you know they don't dare question your decisions, you're much closer to that person than they are, and you have supreme authority in front of them. ”

White changed slightly, but she didn't say anything, but waited quietly for Brando to continue.

“Actually, you weren't lying before, Tiamas,” Brando replied. “Your real purpose is the death of Rorison, right? ”

“I don't know what you mean, human.” Smile for nothing.

Brando sighed for a moment and then raised his head. “I didn't want to say it, but I think it would be better to be honest so that we don't cheat on each other in our subsequent cooperation.” He said, "White, or Tiamas. Miss Joo-yue, there is an organization in the world called Shudra's Twelve Heads. Which one are you? ”

And he said, "Father Tiamas, can you answer me? ”

The smile stuck on the face of the dead lady.

……