The Amber Sword

Metissa hasn't shown up yet, and a bunch of silver wires have been lashed out of the light gate, halfway through the sky, making a crisp sound, then folding to one side and shooting into the ground. It was only then that people saw that the silver wire was a silver-shaped long gun that slanted into a collapsed stone wall. The hit war tablet flew in the opposite direction, rolling down Brando's foot in the sand.

Brando said, "In the name of knowledge and wisdom, get started! ”

The center of the slab rotated toward the inner recess, from which a stream of white light exited, flowing into the pattern on the slab, the entire slab became sparkling and then resuspended, stopping directly in front of Brando. “Get the fuck out--!” But it was at this time that a white roar swept across a pitch-black light strip, sweeping the slab heavily, pulling it out, falling back to the ground like a shell, and then bouncing high, as if drifting with water in the direction of a distant forest.

But the pounding power of dusk in the Book of Mavicart activated the defense system of the war tablet itself in an instant. As the tablet flew halfway through the sky, countless pure white beams were emitted in the pattern. The beams directly penetrated the overlapping pitch-black light belt, one column pierced the white interior, and then the other pierced her chest, screaming in white, falling straight to the ground, and she buried it with pitch-black flames all over her body as if it were about to burn ashes.

The remaining beams diffuse in the direction of the air and the earth, as well as the forest, passing as if it were a hive. Once hit, the trees ignite and burn, turning their eyes to the ground in white grey.

The lost brilliant war slate rolled into the woodland not far from where it landed, less than five metres away, and a rock was suddenly lifted from below. Holding her bloody Shipamira out of the dark lane with her bare hands, she smelled the burning smell on the battlefield outside and couldn't help but wrinkle her eyebrows. However, when she raised her head, a bright light appeared in her eyes.

‘No. Arcane10522031V Bookshelf, Armor, Acronym D, Implant Technology, Battle Gear Heritage -’

‘Hereditary, Black Iron Bloodline - Bloodline Matches. ’

‘Heritage begins…’

‘From: Legion of the Earth. ’

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At the same moment that the daylight disappeared, Brando and Lorison, the Horseman of the Dead, immediately felt that the pressure on them was one of loose - done, now! Brando had no time to retrieve his sword of the earth, directly activating the force of elements to flash past in the direction of falling white, and Rorison slowly took a step, but immediately thereafter. One after the other, they came to the edge of the deep pit falling white, but found that there was no one below. Brando's heart was pounding. A claw burning with a black flame had been stretched out from the side. He didn't even want to. Pushing his fists, he stopped, and a bang sounded boring. Brando felt only a tingle of pain coming from his arm.

White was impolite, one punch and then one punch came over, between moments, he handed Brando 30 or 40 times, to talk about swordsmanship Brando was far above this woman, but it was too far behind the close struggle, let alone the white power of the Book of Mavicart power at this moment exceeded his two boundaries; after 30 or 40 punches, Brando only felt numbness in his arms, as if he no longer felt his hands existed, at this time he glanced at the corner of a black light, but he couldn't escape at all -

Metissa, dressed in silver, only stepped out of the portal at this time, but she immediately felt black in front of her, a dark shadow had flown back from the front and hit her again, she groaned and immediately felt that it was the Lord in her arms, the light door was crushing behind her at this time, she hurried to hold Brando with one hand, and at the same time took a step back, her right hand pushed, not far from the ground, the silver gun engraved into a thousand light particles disappeared, then reappeared in her hand.

“Thousand Army Strikes!” Metisa threw her rifle forwards, a silver line across much of the battlefield, in the direction of White. At a glance of indifference, a dark strip of light rose from the ground, weaving each other into an arcuate mask, the long gun hit heavily on it, drawing only a golden spark; on the contrary, the position attacked on the dark mask reflected a black light ten times faster, and Metissa was not able to react at all and was pierced by a hole in her chest, she dared not believe her eyes, open her mouth and bleed out.

Brando only recovered from a brief syncope at this time, and he felt the leaching on his forehead as if it had rained and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the thick, bloody smell made him realize it was wrong. He suddenly awoke and remembered that he was still on the battlefield, opened his eyes, Metissa's pale and weak face reflected in his curtain, the elf princess's mouth was full of blood, her eyes were surrounded by a layer of blackness, her hands protected him, like trying to smile at him, but the pain distorted this smile into a worse expression than crying.

“Metissa!” Brando felt his heart was about to stop beating, and he looked down and saw the black hole wound in her chest, and the silver robe was so red, it was striking. Almost all of his thoughts were blank for a moment, and Metissa and Charles, after being transformed into brigade magicians, no longer possessed the attributes of being resurrected from the graveyard, if she died here.

Then that pure, kind, silver elf princess will truly disappear into this world...

“I... cough... nothing, Lord.” Metissa seemed to read that intense fear from Brando's eyes, and she felt a little warm in her heart, touching his face with her hands and answering with some difficulty.

Brando immediately opened the Metisa status menu to discover that the Silver Elf's little princess still had a little bit of blood left in her life, a discovery that relieved her a little, but also raised a lot of anxiety and fear. He turned up, swept across the battlefield and happened to see Sir Rorison being drawn out by the dark, dark strip of light. His golden polar plain was completely perforated by the power of the Book of Mavicart. One strip of light broke its left arm, and the other strip of light cut it into two pieces. Then he manipulated the dark strip of light in white to wrap it around his neck, carrying the skull knight into the air like a dead dog, forcing it in the direction of his wife's soul.

“I'll show you how your wife died, noble knight.” She's completely wrapped up in black flames at this moment, and even her entire lower body has disappeared and she can't see her original face.

But when she heard it, Metisa recognized the other person instantly.

“It's you!" Metissa lost her voice, and the battle at Cold Cedar Castle, which she will never forget, instantly reappeared in front of her.

Metissa's voice wasn't loud, but she heard her, and she turned around cold, facing this direction, and the void echoed in the middle of the sky: “Still no progress, Metisa, just a little more than half a minute before, my attack would pass through the hole in the fire of your soul, turning you completely into a dead body without life. A thousand years later, you still have to live by my mercy and pity. Don't you have any thoughts about that? ”

When she heard this, Metisa's face changed dramatically, and even Brando had never seen such a spectacle of fear and anxiety in her silver eyes, she looked at the woman in the sky who devoured the flames: “You… who are you? ”

“I tell you, Methisa, there are things in this world that only people with power and status can talk about and own. What kind of trash is charity, goodwill, goodwill? People have great mercy for kittens and puppies, just because this shows absolute dominance between the two, so called compassion, is the leftover residue of the power, if you can't understand this, then you can always wander in sorrow and failure. ”

“Wang... Wang? ”

When she heard the name, she went silent and stopped talking, she turned around and took away the pitch-black light in her hand. The thing in the black cocoon in the middle of the sky finally broke out of the cocoon. The translucent woman in the long dress closed her eyes and hung herself in the middle of the sky. There was a pitch-black light sphere floating around her forehead. No words were needed to describe it, and Brando could recognize what it was.

Dark jewels.

When White saw the light bulb, the pitch-black flame in her eyes clearly became brighter. She immediately reached for it, but how could Brando make her wish? The power of the Book of Mavicart is constantly diminishing. The woman is only the end of a strong crossbow. As long as she persists for a moment, victory and defeat are not known. He patted Metisa on the shoulder with his hand, softly saying, "You stay away, Metisa. ”

After that, the figure flashed and appeared right in front of the white.

“Lord...” Silver Elf Little Princess kneed softly and sat on her knees as if she were a puppet.

Just halfway through, White Hand saw Brando reappear in front of herself, with a clear anger in her eyes: "You seek death for yourself, man. ”

Brando did not say a word, his eyes were no less angry than white. If he had said that it was only a battle of interest before, but at this moment he and this woman were destined to stay on the battlefield, as soon as his father appeared, he had done his best, the attack had opened, the crown of thorns had been fully opened, the defense had been completely dismissed, and the bonus had been added to the extreme attack and turned into a shooting star-like blank.

White wasn't going to talk to Brando too much, she realized she didn't have much time, she glanced at each other coldly, more than a dozen dark beams of energy had risen from behind and shot at Brando. At this moment, she doesn't even see the Sovereign Knight Rorison in the eye, let alone the human being on one side of the truth in the district, and there is only one thing left in her eyes - the blood of the Dark God.

But she quickly realized the problem.

Countless black beams of light instantly pierced Brando's body, his clothes and armor completely burst, and even Bahamet's grip under the mighty power of the Sage realm broke in inches, and his bones, gut fragments, and blood instantly turned him into a blood man as the beam of energy swept through the sky. But no matter how dense and horrible the attack was, he was always moving forward, inescapable, as if he were the gods of war depicted in the myth, and as he moved forward, the ghosts broke loose, and a blood path was naturally divided.

Brando covered his heart with one hand, his long hair dancing like grass, he raised his head, and the face of the bathing blood looked like a ghost, but he was laughing, and his white teeth flashed with Sensen's cold light.

“Irresistible--! ”

At this moment, she realizes she can't stop it all.

“Golden bloodline, perfect body.” She raised an idea in her heart that made her feel incredibly cold.

Brando had grabbed her wrist and had forgotten how to react, and then one fist was getting bigger and bigger in her field of view. Bang - screaming in vain, Brando almost punched her out, but she couldn't because one hand was still clamped into the other hand. She was so relieved that Brando's second punch was in front of her. This time White finally remembered what he should do, screaming the same punch to Brando, Brando couldn't escape, the two fists hit each other hard, a loud bang, Brando's right hand paused in a completely twisted shape, softly drooling.

But with the crown of thorns fully open, Brando's attack was idle, and White also made a scream, her right hand made a series of fractured crisps, and then couldn't lift it anymore. White was no more than a woman, and the order made her almost faint and she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, yet she couldn't imagine that the bloody human man was holding her tightly with his remaining hand at this time and pushing her away from the Book of Mavicart.

“Damn you!” Responding to what she was going to do, she withstood the pain and stretched out the last few bands of light, rolling the blood of the dark gods in the middle of the sky and throwing it in her own direction. Just the next moment, the book of Mavicart in the middle of the sky finally lost its final power, flashing twice and disappearing into the air.

At this time, they were completely powerless, embracing each other as if they were meteors falling to the ground, the white soul had long begun to escape, only the burning obsession of the bear in her eyes, she stared closely at the black light sphere that followed, she understood that her ritual was only the last step, once she received the blood of the Dark God, she still had hope of turning the plate.

Yet in her frightened eyes, she saw the black sphere of light not hesitating to fall into Brando's body, as if it were a river back into the sea, and she could even feel that excitement and joy coming from the blood of the Dark God.

“… my ritual…” White seemed to see the most unlikely ending: “You… have the blood of the Dark God in you? ”

Brando is long gone.

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