The Amber Sword

The earth is covered with ice and snow, everything is lifeless, as if it were lonely in darkness. Only the occasional stroke of lightning in the distant sky and the purple electric light stretching from thick clouds can bring a glimmer of light to this dark world. Light up the world for a second, and you'll see a skeleton.

Skeleton death sinks in this dusty snow, from far to near, all over the snow fields, electric light quickly extinguishes, only the stars left in the darkness dot the light of the soul fire, as if it remains in the illusion of vision.

On the carriage, Utah is watching this scene, and this army of the dead is staggering with them, and this is the fifth such army she's seen in a short while, except that this one is bigger than every other one she's ever met, and it's like an infinite number of them in the snow fields, counting.

There was a strange noise in the sky, which was hidden from others, but not from her, the sound of vultures waving their wings in dense numbness, and she could even imagine them flying from the top of her head.

The mountainous army of the dead seemed to be a flood enough to devour all the spirits that they were passing through, but their little army of the dead on the upstream did not attract any attention in the flood, and the wizards scattered among the dead did not even look at them.

Utah had seen a corpse witch in a previous lightning film that looked no different from the middle-aged and lower-ranking witches they had seen in the Black Rose War, except that the sceptres in their hands were extraordinarily different —— they seemed to be made from the skeleton of the devil, every

One looks just like the other - exactly like the one on Brando's side with Rotten Knight.

Utah vaguely evaluated and found far fewer dead witches than expected, how these witches controlled the army, and she had been acutely associated with these bizarre sceptres.

Of course Utah doesn't know that he's almost guessed the truth--

Brando was also measuring the sceptre on Chloe's hand, which was supposed to be the dark treasure's counterfeit, and if he had guessed correctly, the original version on Lord Ambrose's hand should be exactly the same as this one. According to White, the Dark to Treasure is actually made with the power of Dark Jewels.

He made it, and he could feel a cold force emanating from the sceptre on Chloe's hand, which was incompatible with the breath of the living. He had a very strong feeling when he held the sceptre in his hand before, but he didn't expect to feel it at this moment even after the sceptre was away from him.

Strength echoes with him.

Brando raised his eyebrows slightly, of course he was not a dead spirit, but he knew that there was a very high concentration of the blood of the dark gods in his body, and now he knows that the blood of the dark gods is the power of the so-called dark jewels, and that the power of the dark to treasure is also born out of this, doesn't it mean that these dead witches have it?

The counterfeit is not simply a counterfeit, but a fragment of the Dark Treasure, so it can echo the blood of the Dark God in his body?

His heart was very suspicious of this, but for the moment he had no chance to prove it. At this moment, the sceptre was in the hands of the Decaying Knight. Chloe used the special power of the sceptre to shield the breath of all the living around him. Otherwise, the army of the dead around him would have discovered their existence.

Brando himself touched the boundaries of the elements and was always able to isolate himself, but Utah and her youngsters were exposed.

“They are headed in the direction of the port of Fatan, Lord.” Utah observed the demise army and spoke to him somewhat weakly.

Brando nodded and said he knew.

“Don't we care? ”

“It doesn't matter. There are at least 30,000 or 40,000 rows of skeletons here, and there should be more behind them.” Brando replied.

“Also… the fleet in Port Fatan is enough to destroy them. Where are we going, Lord? ”

Brando thought she might not know that there were no more fleets in Port Fatan, and Toniguer's fleet had left the port before going into eternity. But he's not going to tell the truth, lest they think too much. It doesn't make any sense anyway. It adds some psychological burden in vain.

It's just a burden.

He just replied lightly, "You'll see. ”

After a brief conversation, the carriage returned to silence. The carriage itself was also a dead spirit. The compartment consisted of skeletons. The cattle of the truck were also four dead spirit horses. This was the seat of the dead witch, which naturally cheapened them at this time. Dead carriages are slowly moving forward in the snow. Time passes.

Seems pointless in this dark world, with Mel holding a silver-plated watch in his hand that slows down and sometimes flips back.

They saw a dead pine tree in the snow that went from seedlings to trees to dead, and this scene was repeated in this dark world, and it was no surprise that it lasted for a long time.

It was then that Utah and others understood Brando's true meaning of time as meaningless in this world.

Half an hour later, they met the fourth dead spirit, the same size as the third.

A minute later, they met the fifth dead spirit, a little smaller than the first two, but also tens of thousands of people. Since then, no more dead spirits have been encountered, but close to the Silver Valley coast, Kraut's army of dead spirits has met a Krutz army, and Brando watches from afar.

Clear the flag across the street - the White Legion of the Krutz, which appears to be the vanguard of the White Legion, has about 3,000 or 4,000 men and is no more powerful than any of the previous Deceased Army.

The Krutz opened the way in front of the Horseman of the Dragon, and the rear was heavily loaded with guard infantry. The spears in the hands of those infantry were three or four meters long, and the black steel guns sank under the light of the torch, all covered with armor, and even their faces were tightly covered. Guard infantry is the main force of the White Legion infantry.

The force averaged between downstream and midstream silver, and once speared, even the golden knights had difficulty beating them from the front.

This is followed by projecting troops, mostly crossbowmen and long-armed archers recruited from the East Mets region, with little special capability, but at least a lower average level of silver.

This is the strength of the Front-Line Corps of the Cruz Empire. Don't look at Valhalla's current prosperity, but Brando never thought that his men's current strength could positively defeat any of the Front-Line Corps of the Empire, and even the Front-Line Corps would have a hard time winning the offensive, perhaps.

Utah, they don't have much of a concept, but the empire's strength is too clear in Brando's heart after a lifetime.

He could have killed a team of Dragon Knights without any effort, and St. Mayfist the Grey Sword could have done, or even done better, but what happened? In fact, his most famous teacher in history is still almost nowhere to be hunted down by the Empire.

After reaching the peak of the law, even crossing the extreme plains, the power of the individual can reach a terrible level, even enough to shape the battlefield and become a strategic force of the nation; but that's not to say that once it reaches that level, the individual can rival the nation, let alone the Cruz Empire.

Such a strong nation - after all, there are so many in the empire, even though not many have entered the extreme.

The gap between the White Lion Guard and this horrible legion is obvious as the army of the Krutz approaches and the Utah et al. in the carriage is silent. For the current White Lion Guard, the average rank of officers and elites in the army barely reaches silver, but most soldiers are still

The Black Iron Peak is hovering at a level far short of the White Legion, whose average is downstream in silver and whose officers and knights are all on top of gold.

And this is also the White Lion Guard. If we compare the White Lion Legion of the North and the rest of the kingdom to the White Legion, it's even less comparable. If the White Lion Guard and the White Legion are the difference between reserves and the regular army at this time, then the rest of the Legion is like a bandit bandit, a bunch of people.

Neither soldiers nor guards count.

In the face of such a regiment, even with the Buga fleet, winning or losing is at best five and a half points. After all, the fleet is still being operated by the poor average Eruin, and the high standards of wizards in the fleet are far from sufficient, and according to Utah, the four major regiments of the Empire, each regiment, are far from sufficient.

They all have their own exclusive air force.

Brando looked at these silent female mercenary captains and the young people under her command and probably guessed what was in their minds, but he wasn't going to say anything to comfort them, and sometimes it was good to make them realize that the gap was also good, that the tide was affecting the world, and that everyone had the same opportunity from this moment on

If you encounter it, you will have the incentive to chase it straight.

The pioneers of the White Legion soon arrived. The dragon knights in the front road first discovered the army of the dead. They immediately disengaged from the battalion and rushed in this direction.

It was only a short walk away that the Trolley Knight stopped and asked Chloe loudly.

Crot, the Decay Knight, wanted to respond the first time, but Brando stopped the guy immediately, "Don't answer.” He whispered, "And don't expose our existence. ”

“No, no problem?” Chloe is a bit wary. He's a dead spirit, but he's not without brains. Of course, you can see the qualitative gap between the two armies. Don't look at the thousands of bone skeletons he's got, but if he's going to fight, it's probably that small group of dragon riders who can do anything about it.

Kill them clean.

Brahmandu's black roses are not built on millions of skeleton warriors, and in the foreign wars of the dead, what really dominates are powerful dead spirits, such as black knights, such as skeletal dragons and witches.

Brando nodded slowly.

As he had already observed, the former forces of the Undead should be directly bound by the Dark Treasure. If Kraut showed too much autonomy, it might raise suspicion on the other side. Now the best thing they can do is to move forward. These Krutz knights must be on the front line. He

It's just routine questioning, so long as Chloe doesn't make any threatening moves, they won't react much.

After all, who would have thought that at this time there was a dead army not under Ambnar's control heading backwards in the direction of Ouwehin? You know, in this plan, the Eruins in the port of Fatan should not even know the existence of the dead.

Utah and Mel and others retracted into the carriage, and the dead carriage was overshadowed by the intense scent of death, along with the distance, without worrying that the other party would find a hole in the carriage. Chloe obeyed Brando's orders and misled the Army of the Dead with the vanguard of this White Legion.

After that, the terrain dragon knights followed the Undead Army far behind them and kept close distance. They did not make any further inquiries until the two armies staggered. They did not turn back.

Until then, everyone in the carriage was relieved.

Utah looked at Brando with some admiration, not knowing the secrets of the sceptre, but pretending that Brando was in danger and had his grandfather's style.

Shortly thereafter, they met the main force of two White Legions, but on both occasions the situation was similar. After all, no one would have thought of the presence of 'rebels' in the Army of the Dead. Most of the Krutz thought that this Army of the Dead was one of the many armies of the Dead who roamed around Ovechsin.

After all, humankind is not accustomed to dealing with the dead, and in fact most officers of the White Legion are not very clear about the details of Her Majesty's dealings with Madara, so it is not clear at all what role these dead spirits play throughout the plan.

Especially for most White Legion executives, the subconscious still believes that dealing with Madara is a sight to behold, so the plan itself is covered up, and at the end of the day even most White Legion officers don't know where these dead spirits are deployed, only to know

They will cooperate in their clandestine attack on the port of Fatan.

And this greatly facilitated Brando et al., less than two hours later, Chloe and her dead souls had crossed the line to the defense line and come near Oweshin.

At this moment the whole world is dark, but the city of Oweshin is still lit, looking far from the nearby Silver Valley coast, as if it were a star embedded on the pitch-black horizon.

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(PS: Yesterday, there were a few places in that chapter where Haruze was written as Cruz... and I didn't notice, OTL.