The Amber Sword

Why Holy Sword Amber?

Brando can't possibly not remember the only sword the player had a chance of touching in this game, but how could Odyphus be Amber?

His thoughts came to an end here, because Bradley's offensive had come before him, and Bradley, the swordsman, was known as the Sword of Fire, and the title of Temple was by no means available to everyone, at least indicating that the holder held extremely high elements of the fire system.

This is precisely the case with Bradley, who became famous in the First World War when he was thirty years old, became the Templar Knight and was directly chosen as the backup for the Flaming Families by the Holy Throne, but he did not follow the path of the Flaming Families Knight, but ascended from the clergy and bishop to the highest levels of power of the Temple. Valachin dotted him as the next knight with the Blade of Fire, a position equivalent to the service of the King of Fire, with supreme honor.

Because of its possession of the fire element, the most superior element of Gilt, the Empire often rumours that Bradley is the heir to the King of Fire, and that the Blade of Fire Odyphus will one day be restored to the Empire.

Decades later, however, that prophecy had not materialized, and it was ironic that Bradley had witnessed the resurrection of Orphis himself - not only in his hands.

If it were fifty years earlier, he might be angry because of it. He was angry because he had not been chosen by the Golden Flame Path, but after half a century of wind frost, he had long been accustomed to the change of power and power at the top, and his faith in the Golden Flame Path was unwavering and not easily shaken.

What is faith? Faith is perseverance.

This insistence can even be stubborn, but it will never be weak.

Bradley is definitely a stubborn man.

Even his sword was called 'Determination', and it was said to have been the sword of a first-generation flaming knight, one and a half arms long, and can be held either by one hand or by both hands, when it attacked with the same name, determination and determination.

The long sword swept in with a fractal flame, and before Brando could be touched, Brando felt a burning breath coming from the power of the fire element, the power of the extreme realm.

But the power of the law was immediately weakened by the gap between Lonia and below the peak of the law, and the high temperatures of the flame seemed to become bearable, not to mention Brando's holding of the Holy Sword Odyphus, a true fire sword.

He went back to Orphis, ‘When ——’, the two swords crashed into each other in the dark, and the sparks scattered through the forest like scattered firebirds, immediately igniting a shrub and a tree crown.

After a fight, the forest was caught in a flame. The guards who chased into the forest immediately rushed out screaming with their heads in their arms. The many flaming knights in the forest and their colleagues who rushed behind them thought they could stay and help. After all, they were the ones who were under fire. Can they be as afraid of such an environment as those of the Uhuri?

But the ideals are full, but the reality is often cruel. As soon as the knights approach the flames that burn, they immediately change their faces. What burns in the forest is the flames of the elements, which come from the power of Babatal in the jail.

This power is even higher than the flame summoned by the Elementary Master, and even if it is the flame of magic, it is not easily borne by the Horseman of Fire, and the blessing of Fire will make them resist, at most, the Fire of the Worlds.

It's not just them, not even Charles, Andrig and Medfis in the woods, who have had to stay away from the battle of the extreme, they can no longer intervene.

The Horsemen of Fire stood far out of the forest, looking somewhat sophisticated at the young man who was fighting Bradley, whether he won or lost, but at least at this moment, he was already the youngest polar master in Warnde.

Extreme Sword Saint in his early twenties.

After not being the top nobleman of a great empire, he was descended from St. Darius the Sword, but everyone knew that the young man had not actually received anything from the Great Sword of the Earth.

Perhaps at best it is inherited from this excellent lineage.

“He can't beat a swordbearer...? ”

Somehow, this moment suddenly raised such a ridiculous thought in the hearts.

In the eyes of outsiders, Brando is in a bad position at the moment.

Although he blocked Bradley's sword, it was only physically attacked that he was deflected. The flame force after it was weakened still penetrated the protection of the optical ring of the conflict, severely slashing it on his chest. After Lonia's gap weakened the last part of the attack, the remaining flame burned his coat to the ground.

Brando snorted, before being pierced by a flawless gun into a ripped earl coat, and at this moment finally slept, revealing the gold and grey armor and tight armor underneath.

However, he did not suffer many injuries during the attack, at best some burns of high temperature, which was due to the fact that the Holy Knight's defense was too outrageous and the gap between Lonia and this ancient artifact was powerful enough.

Brando took a moment to glance at his state panel and saw that it was in good condition. He stepped forward immediately, holding a sword with one hand in his hand, and Odyphus, the sword that was’ determined 'to break open, snapped half a turn in the air, slicing smoothly towards Bradley.

There's only one thing Bradley's mistake here is that Brando, who only swims in the middle of the Peak Law, is not weaker than him at this moment.

So after a blow, he misestimated Brando's ability to fight back.

When Brando's sword struck him with a bright golden flame line, the fiery sword saint suddenly realized his mistake, but after all, he was an experienced old sword saint who immediately took a half-step back and lifted his sword to stop him.

“Opportunity-! ”

Brando's mind flashed like lightning and his eyes immediately flashed a heavy light.

And Saint Bradley, the sword of flame with all his attention, caught this flashing light, and he couldn't help but turn his mind on the waves of horror, and as a warrior who had passed through the sand for a long time, of course, he understood what that gaze meant.

It's about the decisiveness of the chance--

In Warnde, when a swordsman's duel falls below the golden class, the difference between his own qualities and realm power tends to determine everything, but after the demonstrable elements, the gap between the swordsmanship of both sides rises to a very high level.

And that's why the word "sword saint" came.

But if you ask the top sword saints and even the ultimate sword saints, decide what they win between themselves, some people will say psychological qualities, immersive states, even momentum, these dark things.

But as a true swordsman through hundreds of wars, and as a few people in Warnde who can peek into the extreme realm, Bradley understands that all of these factors can be summed up in one sentence:

Experience.

In fact, few people understand that Brando's greatest reliance is not on his own brilliant swordsmanship, nor on the power of despair for all at his age, but on the frightening battle experience of hundreds of years in the world, countless wars, countless edges of life and death, as if instinctively learned from countless people.

Or fighting instincts.

In a battle at the moment of life and death, what decisions are wrong and what decisions are right will most likely determine whether you are alive or not before the next sword strikes.

This is precisely why, for many newcomers, the experience of walking on the brink of life and death tends to be particularly valuable, yet how much can a person have? People who are more likely to have such experience are also more likely to lie on the ground and turn into a cold corpse.

But Brando is different.

For the world, his experience seemed like a monster, even if it was an old sword saint like Bradley, and in fact it was not in his eyes unless it was outside the realm.

‘Because of the scenery I've seen, you've never even imagined...’

That's why Bradley was so horrified, because in such a young swordsman he saw the decisiveness that could only appear on the most skilled fighters.

And right at the moment of his failure, Brando's sword had gone into action.

The crown of thorns is fully open, and the soul crystal, including the previously opened fanatical talent plus the Holy Sword Orpheus is so high that it can't imagine boosting, explodes completely at this moment.

Brando's long sword moved forward, even provoking the falling red fire, and a bright light beneath the clouds created a sweep like a thousand armies.

The opportunity left to Bradley was nothing, because Brando almost perfectly captured his mistake, and he could barely resist the blow by relying on the strength of his extreme boundaries.

He almost did not hesitate to open the extreme plains.

But this is exactly the time...

The sword of flame, Saint Wan, did not think that the ‘determination’ in his hand had snapped, as if it were a weak wooden sword, and was easily cut into two pieces by the Holy Sword Odyphus in the state of fragmentation in Brando's hands.

Bradley was astonished that, while it was not difficult to see in the temple's various scriptures the words of praise for the holy sword that had been used by the King of Fire, and even in the literature that was often recorded on parchment paper, glorious, sacred, supreme, and so forth, what struck him was that the monks of the earlier generations seemed to have forgotten about it without agreement - how sharp the sword was, which they had never described.

So at this moment, he had to prove, with his own experience, that the sword, in no way, was a verbal praise.

After all, a sword is a weapon of killing, no matter how glorious the vocabulary is on it, it does not change its original face in battle at this moment.

At this time, Bradley's heart was filled with regrets and his heart was determined that if he were to return to the temple, he must correct this flourishing and false style.

It is only at this moment that he can only watch the unstoppable sword be severely slashed over the law that surrounds him, which is no different from slashing him.

He flew straight out and drew a golden red line in the forest, heavily crashing into the mountains behind him.

But the power on Brando's sword had not yet fully exploded, and he saw a brilliant gold thread stretching forward around the tip of his sword, splitting the entire hillside in front of him.

Above the line, the mountain body and the forest vegetation on it are fragmented and turned into powder.

Beneath the line, the cuts are smooth and mirrored within a circle.

At this moment, almost everyone is caught in a prolonged, speechless shock.

……

Bradley is not dead, not even seriously injured, but some of the remaining Polar Powers in the sky are unable to sit down.

Richard, Royer, Saban and Willard, they were originally prepared by the Silver Queen to deal with Mayfist and Sidney who might be hiding in the dark.

And the news coming from the battlefield of East Metz, this young man has three extraordinary powers, judging by the appearance of ancient creatures like Valkyrie.

But in any case, the four poles against the two poles can still be captured, even with the addition of several goddesses of martial arts who have not reached the extreme.

As for Bradley, the swordbearer, it was Her Majesty's sole purpose to insure against the young Earl, which Brando was not mistaken for.

But no one had ever thought that the plan had begun to go wrong.

The likeness of St. Mayfist the Grey Sword and the Virgin of the Lion's Palace has not yet appeared, yet Bradley, who thought it was supposed to be a cow's knife to kill a chicken, actually lost to the young man.

Of course, it may be premature to say who wins or loses, but as anyone can see, Brando's strength at this moment is not inferior to Bradley's, and the latter not only lost his sword in the previous sword, but also suffered minor injuries, so it may not be so easy to defeat this young Count.

The apex of several empires cannot resist looking at each other.

Now the question for them is, who goes?

They witnessed the previous battle in the sky, and Brando's power, though not yet overwhelming, should also be between Saban, the most powerful of them, and Saint Richard the Lion's Sword.

Undoubtedly, the Grey Sword Saint, who was able to escape from two polar clamps at the height of the Law, is no less powerful today.

Not to mention the most powerful statue of the Virgin Below the Emperor Douala.

Any one of them can stably suppress Brando at this point, but the question is, if Mayfister and Sidney come together later, are the three remaining opponents?

Finally, Willard pulled out his sword after a moment of hesitation.

The Empire's two minds knew that the four remaining were the weakest, and that the young man below, although he could suppress one side of Bradley, would never be an opponent of the two poles, so it made no difference whether he was the weakest or the strongest.

Later, when Mayfister and Sidney show up, they leave someone stronger with a better chance of winning.

But he had just pulled out his sword, and all of a sudden he stabbed a dark blade blade without a sign in the void, as if it had split the space, accompanied by an unfolding gray space.

At that moment Willard didn't even react, let the sword dot his throat, if not for the sudden hand of St. Richard the Lion's Sword beside him, and a sword repelled it, I'm afraid at that moment he would have to drink in advance.

Willard reacted almost momentarily, then looked in that direction with a gloomy face.

There is no doubt that he knows who it is, but what really weighs on everyone, including him, is that they are stronger than they think.

This is already the power of the middle of the polar--

In intelligence, the other party just stepped into the extreme plain a year ago in exchange for the wind. What is the rate of advancement?

Richard immediately retracted his sword and said coldly:

“Long time no see, Mayfister. ”

“Exactly.” A voice in the void answers: “So your opponent is me, Richard. ”

“You want to save your students,” Richard grinned. "Who else can you stop me from? ”

But his voice went down, Willard's face around him had changed dramatically, and he lost his voice and shouted:

“Big, Big Holy?! ”

……

(PS: The outline of this volume is finished, the name of the next volume is also well thought out, actually I kind of want to sort out the data of the main character, but this is a bit of a hassle, who knows which one of the attributes mentioned in the last chapter before? And keep asking for tickets!)