The Amber Sword

Liquid metals, like pure gold, flow through Brando's palms in a deformed shape, with a light like substance, and milky white light overflows with the flow of liquid, like a brilliant diamond of light.

Brando stared at this beautiful thing -- this is the complete form of the rule fragment when it was inspired, it's a collection of Vaughn's laws, it's part of the Tiamat code, or fragment, and it's closest to the origin of the world.

The product, the supreme creation, he has never touched it in his last life, and at this moment he cannot help but admire it, leaving aside the meaning of this thing, which, in its own perfection alone, is also Warnde's.

Beauty stuff.

At the same moment that magic is injected into the rule fragment, Brando understands how to use it, and the primary role of the rule fragment is to construct the law, which is the very essence of the Tiamat code itself.

As we all know, in the Warnde world, there was chaos, neither day nor night, nor seasonal cycles, and there might still be rain and snow and thunder and lightning, but they were not regular in themselves, just a manifestation of chaos and disorder.

And Martha's rules give the world the most basic rules - Asahi Sunrise, Xinghuixi Hidden, and Wind and Rain Dew and Lightning Thunder - so that the spirits of wisdom can thrive and thrive on the land blessed by the Goddess.

And when you get the rule fragment, Brando's mind naturally understands the fact that the Tiamat rule of Goddess Martha no longer exists in this world, the meteor rain that mortals see before the everlasting night.

, which is the scene where this huge law crumbles; but even though it crumbles, Tiamat's fragments still shelter the world, as if they were automatically activated by a mysterious force, guarding the difference between their respective falls

Area.

Is this the deepest love that so-called Martha has for the children of the earth, and Brando feels the warmth of the rules in his hand, the slightest touch in his heart, and that feeling is like a mother's attachment to her children.

With love, she had to leave without letting go of the world's own children.

Martha wrote the last rule in Tiamat's code, which was to give Warnde his last chance at life when everything was irreversible, but the whole world was torn apart, and it was no longer a fact that could be changed.

Brando opened his palms, and the light began to rise slowly, and he issued a directive that allowed the rule fragments to retrieve their power around the entire port of Fatan, from the Golden Needle Forest to the Leviathan Valley, from Silver Valley Bay to Oweshine.

And the whole southern East Mets law melts like ice and snow.

The Port of Fatan, where the darkness swallowed the dawn just before it surfaced, the inhabitants of the port experienced wonders from morning to evening, with a layer of burning debris floating above the sea; above the airport, Delphi

Eun and Ernie and Marjorie saw with their own eyes the collapse of the Yunxia layer deep in the high inner sea. The sky seemed to turn into a black hole that devoured everything. On a dark screen, the stars glittered, but it was not the light of the stars, but the demons.

Floats and reflections of the Sea of Power.

Twelve rounds of moon appeared on the surface of the sea.

The Leviathan Valley, a group of mountaineers who have lived for generations on this land that leads to the Varache Mountains, erected countless strange woodcarvings in the forest, said to be guarded by dark woodcarvings of ghosts and monsters.

The spirits of their ancestors in the mountains, and at this moment, the mountain dwellers were kneeling on their knees in horror, and a blurry shadow was passing through the forest, gray and white, as if from a myriad of times ago, and he

Through that pitch-black woodcarving, they walked silently towards the depths of the forest.

In Oweshin, a cold wind from the Alkash mountains passed from the northwest to the southeast, and it passed away as if winter had arrived early, just moments before, the earth was covered with white frost, in Oweshin City.

Town guards stationed at the head witnessed the scene with a gust of ice coming from the northwest side of the harbor, and it blew over the harbor, squeaking like millions of pieces of glass tearing apart at the same time.

Ice began to form throughout the sea, the ice expanded rapidly along the direction of the harbour and crushed sailboats moored in the harbour, wooden hulls bursting with overwhelming brittleness and sailors jumped from the ship in panic.

In a castle not far from the harbour, a string of frozen windows quickly hung on the stone hole, behind the stone hole window, the Duke of Ambnar watched the scene indifferently, his grey blue eyes without any emotion, and he reached out the window with his right hand in deerskin gloves

Outside, a handful of them erased the ice cones and watched the shattered ice squeak off.

Outside the window, the sunny front layer of the sky across the southern East Mets dimmed, shifting from light blue to dark blue, then to a suffocating purple color, and finally dark black, glossless pitch black, as if the sky was covered with a layer of

Thick wrapped cloth.

As the light changed, the candlelight in the house became brighter and brighter, the duke's thin face revealed a deep outline under the shadow of light and darkness, and his lumpy shoulders had somehow been piled up from

The snowflake that came in through the window, he turned around and held a scepter in his left hand —— a very peculiar scepter that didn't look like a human bone or any of the familiar animal bones, and the scepter was dark red and covered.

The scaly pattern, with a giant claw at the top, with a skull attached to it —— and this skull is not a human bone -- it's smaller than a human skull, and it's black, and it has three eyes, and in fact, it's a scorched prison demon.

The skull.

The Duke of Ambnar, with his sceptre, shook the snow from his body, and said to Count Brill, the owner of the city of Oweshine in the house, "It seems Her Majesty did not deceive us, the world is no longer the place we know it.

The world is now, under the calm of the surface wind is breeding a deep disaster, before anyone can think that the spirit witch said it was true, it looks like she has got it, then let our spirit army go. ”

Count Brill was a funny middle-aged man, and he had a deep personal relationship with the Duke of Ambnar, and when he heard that, even in front of this terrible sight, he couldn't help but be amused: “You call this situation calm at the moment.

My old friend, I'm afraid the whole empire can't find anyone more calm than you. ”

But he shook his head and looked at the sceptre in the hands of Duke Ambnar and said, "But I still don't believe in the spirits of Madara. They're not from our way, old man. Do you really believe they'll be so kind? And...

The key is that if we come together with Madara's dead spirit, it will leave a bad reputation, and the other temples may unite against us. ”

“It is His Majesty's will.” Duke Ambnar replied silently, taking off his gloves and placing his right index finger over the top of the cane.

Two clusters of red light lit up from the dark skull.

Silver Bay Coast --

It's already covered by the whirring ice breeze, and the sunny scenery of the southern coast of East Mets has been swept away, and even the vast ocean has formed a thick layer of ice, and the waves have been frozen at the last minute, forming a stack.

A peak-like glacier looks south along the frozen coast, forming a gray-blue frost plain at the end of the horizon.

The crisp ice breeze filled the sky with snowflakes, and the layers of slap-sized snowflakes descended from the sky, quickly forming a deep snow accumulation on the ground. The sky and the earth were white, as if to mask all life.

But beneath the snow, some of the existence of a world that should not have belonged to the world is awakening.

A squeaky noise, a dead spirit covered under a broken black cloak suddenly climbed out from under the snow, two points under its dark cloak the red light of the soul fire was particularly striking, as soon as it came to the ground, the dead spirit immediately moved

The sceptre in his hand rises a forest of dead bones just moments in the snow. It's a skeleton soldier, and the dead spirits shake the snow, one after the other climbs out of the snow, as if it were moments away, one after another.

Deadly armies appeared in the world empty-handed.

And in Wayne, on the main road to Fatan, Ouwehin, countless similar images are happening over and over again.

The dragons of a legion of white men ran into each other in the snow and night, and their saddle seats were filled with black robes of the Undead Wizard —— or the Corpse Witch -- with more than a dozen White Legion knights, or soldiers, holding Ambrose in their hands.

The counterfeit of the sceptre in Duke Le's hand led an army of dead spirits that was acute at night.

And there's only one destination for every army of the dead.

That is the port of Fatan.

But in the Golden Needle Forest, it's another sight.

Rotten Knight Kraut's sceptre is similarly glowing red, but at this moment it has no mind to look at how the sceptre has changed, because over the forest, it's showing a more spectacular scene.

The sight.

The glow of the whole world seems to be in the light sphere halfway through the sky, hundreds of millions of lines of golden laws flying from all sides of the sky, converging here, and the light sphere hanging over the forest, at this moment, is like an extremely

The everlasting little sun is rising from above the crown.

These valleys and forests are bathed in dazzling light, even turning forests into silver.

All those who witnessed the scene - not just Klott, but even the youths of Utah - were stunned. They looked awfully at Brando holding up the light ball with one hand, and his heart was shaken, especially by Crowe.

Specialist himself, the Decay Knight, looks uncertainly at Brando at this moment, and as a dying spirit more sensitive to the power of life, it feels more clearly than anyone else the intense life emanating from that light sphere.

Strength, which is almost endless, requires just a tenth of a million of it to turn it -- not just it, but even this army of the dead under its control -- into ashes.

It does not know how Brando holds this terrible power, but there is no doubt that this young lord from Eruin has long been listed by him as one of those who must not be wronged.

To say that it may have had some other thoughts in mind before, there is only one thought left at this moment that is willing to serve Brando.

With that in mind, this dark nobleman from Madara had to bend more respectfully.

And in the skeleton carriage behind the Army of the Dead, Utah in the caravan finally found an anomaly outside the carriage. After listening to Mel, the head of the mercenary group was in silence, and she remembered why she had joined the

Coming from this small group —— never as ambitious as the young man in front of us, perhaps just to protect himself, with a little bit of appreciation for Brando, and respect and gratitude for his grandfather.

Farther away, she hasn't thought much, and in fact, since her sister died, she has rarely thought about anything unrealistic.

But after this battle, she found that everything seemed a little different...

She could not say where the difference came from, but seemed to have rare answers when she saw a sword stably inserted in her sheath, a white lion's crest on the handle of the sword, and a crest on her chest armor.

At this time, suddenly a strong glow rose outside the carriage. Utah couldn't help but look in that direction: “What is this place, what is going on out there? ”

“It's still the Golden Needle Forest, we're heading towards the Silver Bay Coast," replied Krewe. “As for what's going on out there, I'm afraid you'll have to ask your lord. ”

Utah frowned and did not go out immediately, but asked: "How long have I been in a coma? ”

“Soon, my lord, you were badly wounded, but you recovered quite quickly under the influence of holy water, and it has only been seven or eight hours since yesterday.” Mel replied.

“Seven or eight hours, so it's supposed to be morning?” Utah shrugged a little: “But how did I feel like dusk when I thought I'd been in a coma all day? ”

“You can say the same,” Crewe interfaced: "From now on, normal human time means nothing to us, according to the Lord. ”

Before Utah had had time to understand the meaning of the phrase, she felt the light coming out, and then she heard Brando's voice outside the carriage saying, “He's right, from now on, in the East Mets area, day and night, and even time itself, it doesn't make much sense, you might see something strange about land leaving later, but don't worry, I suggest you get used to it before you prepare for battle. ”

“Lord Lord?” Utah asked in a fog, “What does that mean? ”

“It doesn't matter,” Brando replied, "you just need to know that a long time ago, we were in charge of a world like this, called the world of eternal night. ”

“Here, Martha's law no longer applies...”

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