The Amber Sword

Fresh red blood infiltrates the gray slab in the dark and flows forward along the dents engraved with a sword on the slab. The blood is not absorbed by dirt and dust, but seems to have been given life, like a snake wrapping around several powerful lines. The black battle was soon filled with red liquid, and the white chanting became high.

Up, a scroll of grey flutter flew out of her hand, suspended in the middle of the sky by the invisible magic, the rustic sheepskin rolling down the wooden axis, drooling down to the ground, the scroll filled with ancient texts and intricate patterns, and Brando couldn't recognize them, but he knew it was an order of magnitude

High array spell ritual scroll.

One of the major features of matrix spells is that most of the rituals and materials of the spells can be prepared in the form of matrix. Like the current spells, nearly 90% of the steps are prepared in advance into the ritual scroll. White only needs to complete the last step. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to carry out a higher order independently.

The magic, this ritual scroll is no less valuable than the Spiritual Scroll, plus another Spiritual Scroll on her body from what she said before, Brando had to admire the thickness of this woman.

As the scroll flew out of her white hand, she made a low chirp and extended her finger, an invisible ripple coming out of her fingertips, right in the middle of the hall stacked with rubble, which collapsed and split to both sides, revealing a sanctuary. When Brando saw the altar, he suddenly realized why Rorison had kept him away from it.

Lee, it wasn't because of the war tablet, but because his wife was sealed under it, he couldn't help but cry out bad luck when he saw this scene.

The altar in front of you is made of marble, carved into hexagonal shapes, and its cross section is beveled, smooth as a mirror, with some forbidden spells engraved on it. The grey altar looks like it's been around for quite some time, with frayed surfaces, stains and dirt all over it, new and old, some of which look like 89,000 falls.

The falling vault caused it, while others were no longer discernible.

When the altar was exposed from the rubble, the whole hall resonated with a white-high spell, buzzing, Brando wrinkled his eyebrows, Sister Bai was a common appearance, Andrig raised her head, the vampire princess seemed to see the invisible lines of the law in the air, and her eyes reflected flashing silver. Past

For a moment, a blurred fiction was suddenly raised on the altar, and Brando rarely saw what it was like to be a woman, wearing a long black dress, and her face covered with a layer of sadness, looking like Lagus.

At this time, a book appeared blank on top of the white head, the cover was dark and the text sparkled. Brando recognized the shape of the book of Mavicart at a glance, which was obviously a counterfeit of another book of Mavicart, which surprised him secretly. Amman was already ashamed, and he had the fake copy of his book of Marvicart in his hands.

And after learning from experience, it turned into a pile of junk, but the woman didn't know where to get another copy, which is amazing.

Seeing this scene, his heart is even more constrained by white, ability, wrist, wisdom, prudence and patience. This woman has nothing but to use it in the evil way. It is truly true that Benjamin is a thief.

As soon as the Book of Marvel Carter appeared, the atmosphere in the hall changed. Apart from Brando and White Carter, even Sir Rorison held the handle of the sword in his hand with White Bone Sensen's hand. The Book of Marvel Carter, as an ancient evil object, even the terrible power emanating from the counterfeit, was enough to make him a lifelong Saint.

The knights felt unconscious resistance; while Andrig and Medfis' brothers looked thick, in a ready position; and Hipamilla stood behind Brando with a scepter, secretly protecting her lord.

But she didn't even look at them, she locked her eyebrows, and obviously it wasn't easy for her to finish the step. “Everything is rational, everything is ultimate in form, in one, in the extreme, in your name, I will temporarily lend you your right.” Suddenly she made a roar, not like her voice, a roar of majesty and indifference, rolling like thunder.

Looking back in the lobby, Brando always felt like he'd heard the sound there, but it was at this time that the book of the Mavicarte on the white head was windless and automatic, and he turned the page, and a few dark energy bands stretched out of it, wrapping around the soul of Lagus in the middle of the lobby.

When Rorison's dead spirit saw the scene, he made a low roar and chopped off the sword with his hands.

“Stop it!” The white voice restored the void and the sand, and she yelled, “If you don't want her to die completely! ”

Laurison was slightly stunned, and just then, the pitch-black light band had completely wrapped the luggage, forming a black cocoon suspended in the middle of the sky.

Rorison's dead soul looked at the cocoon, and the flaming bears in his orbit burned, and he turned around and looked white with the eyes of the inquiry. “Take it easy.” White replied.

The Horseman of the Dead hesitated for a moment, which creaked to retract the sword, but remained guarded by the cocoon. The atmosphere in the lobby seemed a little strange at a time, with the war slab hanging halfway up in the sky, suspended under the sun projected down on the dome, and under the slab, several people surrounded a huge cocoon, shrinking as if it had given birth to life

Nor did anyone speak, and all that remained in the darkness was spells with words.

At this point, Brando felt someone touching his palm behind his back. “She's activating the power of the Book of Mavicart.” Blanc wrote with his fingertips in his palm, although it was a long sentence, as if he had a heart, Brando understood her meaning in an instant. And she wrote, "Not just to extract the dark jewels.

Strength. "Sister's hands were icy and her fingertips were smooth, making him move slightly in his heart. She grabbed the hand with an opposite hand and held it gently, indicating that she understood.

Without warning, Brando retracted his fingers without a trace. Brando felt the touch disappear on his hand and somehow raised a suddenly lost mentality.

However, there is no exception to the reminder of Baiyi. The Madara woman in front of her is so simple. She wanted to reach this point by turning her corner. It was obviously carefully calculated. She would never do anything for nothing. Since she has done so much, she must be quite sure in her heart. If he's here at this time,

If he feels that he has won the ticket, it is undoubtedly a suicide search, so even if he doesn't need to remind his sister, he understands what to do.

Of course, after all, White Buddha is magically much better than him, and she can clearly tell what White is doing, and he can only guess by intuition and knowledge of the other person what further action the other person might take.

At this time, a pounding force rises in the hall, which emanates from the counterfeit of the Book of Mavicart.

Just as everyone witnessed, an invisible force lifted up white from the ground, suspended in the middle of the air. Although half the face of the Sovereign Knight naked outside the shattered mask was still pale, her golden eyes had recovered and she took a long breath before reaching out to Brando. Brando frowned slightly. Now.

It feels like the blood in your body is burning up, like it's going to turn into steam permeable at any moment, but for a moment, it's all going to flatten out like a hallucination, recovering as usual.

“Huh?” She stunned slightly, her face suddenly looked difficult.

“It turns out," Brando naturally doesn't think of the anomalies in his body as hallucinations: “Boiling.” This is the other power of white, and I've long heard of an evil Druid that manipulates the power of life and water, and the water here includes blood, and you know that blood contains 75 percent of the water, if you put this part

The moisture evaporates, and the man is no different than a dry corpse. This is the reason why the White Legend has never shown the power before man, the Lord who lived and died, the Lord who lived and died, and the Reaper Juka.

Unfortunately, if he knew that the other person was the herder, he must have guarded against this hand. The herder was a branch of Druid, could he not only know the magic of death, and the woman was well prepared, how could she forget to carry fresh blood for sacrifice? So when she proposed blood sacrifice with his blood, he was already guarding against this hand.

Baiyi was once of Bukan silver origin. Before she left, there was no better practitioner among the players than her. It was too simple to guard against the other party's magical tricks. Besides, he had Andrig next to him, to talk about blood magic, this is the master.

“Vampires?” White finally figured out who Andrig was and where he was neglected. “You're a human being, and you're working with the dead!” She blamed it with some impatience.

Brando was helpless, and I'm afraid the last person in the room to say it was this woman. You yourself are Madara's Lord of the Dead, and you are no different. How can you blame him? It was a state official who was allowed to set fire to it, and the people were not allowed to light it. But he's not going to talk to this woman. She's out.

The inverse was also in his expectations, as he pulled out the sword of the earth, which was already ready, and one arrow fired into the white in the middle of the sky.

At the same time, Dead Lord Rorison finally reacted, and although he had to let White seek relief for his wife's soul, it did not mean that he would favour the woman, in fact, in his position, he appreciated Brando even more, knowing that Brando had made great concessions by promising to let White take the blood of the Dark God, and

How can you tolerate this woman playing tricks in front of herself again? It was furious, a roar and a sword split into a half-sky white.

Yet White had long realized that she had no chance of hitting herself. She was already weak, thanks to the power provided by the Book of Mavicart to support her in these spells, but this power must never last. She knew very well why the Book of Mavicart was called Vanguard, and the kind of Amman who was indulged in power was uncomfortable.

Unlike the idiot who pulled it, he was smart and sensible, stopped right after a blow, and severed his ties to the Book of Mavicart.

A black hole expands behind the Horsewoman of the Dead, and she sighs, staring at Brando like a snake: "When we see each other again, it's your time of death, man. ”

Brando immediately understood that this was an attempt to use the power of the Book of Mavicart to open the portal and escape, but how could he give her this opportunity, at a time when he had already made up his mind to kill this woman, his body flashed, and he made the power of the flashing sword and the elements of time and space, his body continuously transmitted in space, and his eyes came close to white.

Just a few feet away.

White snorted and immediately burst into a black wave in front of him, but Brando knew she was ready, his body smashing like an illusion while hitting that shield. “Nine weeks after the wind!” White now understands what Brando's trick is. She has changed her face so much that she looks back and sees the latter.

Already over that cocoon, his hands slashed down with his sword.

“No...!” Yelling in vain.

Even if Brando had done so much before, it was only for the blood of the Dark God, so she would never have given it up so easily, otherwise it would have been useless. So he didn't plan on attacking White from the beginning, and White did decide to use himself as bait to get his attention, in front of him.

Lay a heavy trap, and once he is caught in one of these traps, while not endangering her life, she can use this time to put away the blood of the Dark Gods and escape.

At this moment, Brando chopped off a sword and cut off a half-sky energy light belt from it. White paused to lose contact with the blood of the Dark God and lost the opportunity to start.

That means she only has two choices left.

Either give up the blood of the Dark God and leave the portal immediately, or give up the chance to escape to seize the blood of the Dark God.

There was a glimmer of hope in Brando's heart that the woman would stay, otherwise if she escaped, it would be infinite. This time he won because he knew the woman better than anyone else, and the other person's knowledge of him floated only on the surface, and once she really saw him as a thorny enemy, it was his turn.

It's tough. He did not want to live in danger at all times, let alone with other people around him, a woman who acted by whatever means she could at any time do to those around him.

But Brando also knows that this hope is rather slim. With white personality, it is inevitable that Ming Cheol will protect himself as the primary purpose. If the blood of the Dark God cannot be seized, there will be a chance later, but if she does not leave, she will probably stay here even with her life. He is sure that this woman will not be confused.

But when he thought so, he was surprised to see White persevere interrupting the opening of the portal and turning towards the cocoon in the middle of the hall.

“Damn you, man!” White, while making this series of moves, almost squeezed it out of her teeth, and the golden flame and bears burned in her eyes, and it was only at this moment that she truly fell into fury.

Seeing this scene, Brando had to stay, and there was only one thought in his mind: Is this woman crazy?

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