The Amber Sword

“Tap.” “Tap. ”

Brando frowned and advanced in a thin layer of sticky blood, and each time he lifted his feet, his boots pulled up a long filament of blood, which was disgusting.

And what's even more offensive is that there's almost no place to go, and the house is filled with dead bodies, and they can save a lot of people in the first few ritual places, but there's nothing left but dead bodies.

“Vomit--”

The young man, Alca, stood by the altar and vomited, but he couldn't throw anything up, and the stuff he was going to throw up was already clean.

Charles drifted back from afar, and he hung about a foot above the ground, wasting his magic in a place like this was helpless, otherwise he wouldn't be as quick as Brando.

“None of them can breathe. These people are professional killers. It's a shame that even the butcher knew he had to pray to Lord Martha before he took the knife.” As he said, he shook his head and had a new understanding of these cults in his heart.

“… most people actually die of excessive blood loss.” Metissa added, “I checked their wounds, and a lot of them didn't die the first time after being stabbed, and it was supposed to be this ritual that drew their blood. ”

Brando stopped and looked at the surface in front of him as if it were a mirrored pool of blood, which was not a pool, more like a drop of blood 10 meters in diameter, and the tension of the surface kept it at a height of 30 to 40 centimeters.

The blood itself did not have such tension, he had just approached, the magical convergence in his eyes condensed, the surface calm blood pool erupted without signs, a twisted monster jumped out of it, screaming and pounding towards Brando with a thick filament of blood.

Brando took a step back, the blade of flame in his hand picked up, countless pieces of metal fixed in the void to form a sword into the monster's chest unhindered, like a hot knife inserted into butter, the flesh on both sides of the blade seemed to encounter thousands of degrees of heat, flaming and rolling blood bubbles melted, along the split wound into pus and blood.

The monster had time to make a sharp scream, but Brando's left hand flashed and an invisible ripple swept past him, and the screaming stopped.

The nobles stood far outside the house, but Old Chancellor Nederweyn and his eldest son followed in and witnessed the scene for themselves.

They saw the horrible monster's head twisted for a moment and then disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up by a distorted space, the body of the head twitched for a moment, a blood arrow swept up, but not a spot contaminated with Brando, not close enough to the young lord, and pushed away by an invisible force.

“Pfft. ”

The monster's body fell back into the blood pool.

Brando glanced at the blood pool and suddenly the space on his left opened a line of fissures. He reached out his hand and a bottle of highly-signed holy water flew out of the dimensional hole and landed on his hand.

Little Ned just recognized what it was, so he opened the cork, poured the bottle over it, and mumbled and poured a whole bottle of holy water into the blood pool.

“Don't …” the young Imperial Chancellor revealed his heartache, just wanting to say that it was too wasteful, but saw the blood pool infused with holy water suddenly flicker up, like a living creature, shocking and deafening screaming, and then emitted countless bubbles from under the blood water, a group representing the rise of hot red mist.

Such a fierce reaction shocked all the nobles to speak, as did the little Nederweyn. The scream lasted for almost a moment before it slowly subsided. After the thick red mist in the house dissipated, the crowd was surprised to find that the original place of the blood pool had become empty. There was only a dark, dry clot of blood on the ground, while in the center of the blood scab, only a few bloody crystalline objects were scattered that emitted demonic light.

Brando punched his hand and those things took off and landed on his hands.

“What the hell is that?” Little Niedermann just reacted and asked in a white-faced manner.

Brando frowned and didn't speak.

Previously, the monster should be a divine messenger, with a rich breath of top divine blood, and should be the divine blood of the fanatical Dragon Alvers. He had not seen such a divine messenger under such divine blood infection in the game, but the player had his own set of judgments.

This god is the nascent stage, his strength is no less than that of the adult earth god he met in Chablis. He cannot help wondering where these black firemen found this thing.

In past games, the most common is the four-element Divine Blood God, followed by the Dark God and the Blood of the Thunder God, which, of course, excludes the disciples and grandchildren of the Demon Tree Finlidos, who are almost new killers in the game.

He turned back to the young man not far away and said, "Alca, do you know what the Secrets are summoning? ”

Alca's face turned blue and he saw the dry blood scab's stomach twitch for a while, but it was good to throw up a clean one long before he could throw up. At this moment, he felt only a scratchy stomach ache. After throwing up some jaundice water, he answered with a golden star in his eyes: “My lord, the Secret Church declared that they would summon the Archangel Eroma to end the reign of the Empire...”

“This is ridiculous,” interrupted Ned Jr., “Look at this. Only fools and fools believe their bullshit. ”

“They should be summoning the evil god Fredrich. ”

Old Nederweyn suddenly said.

“The evil god Fredrich? ”

There are no 1,000 or 800 Vaughn demons, and it is not a kind of divine blood that corresponds to a demon. There are many products of the failure of the God-folk experiment, and the players may not recognize them.

The old Chancellor nodded silently: "This has to do with Rusta's origins. In the battle of dusk, Aroma, the angel with the holy sword, slaughtered the evil god Fredrich here, and then Gilt, the king of flames, recovered the shield of the archangel on this relic, thereby establishing Rusta, so that this is not only the sacrifice of Aroma, but also the falling place of the evil god Fredrich. ”

Brando understood. Come here. “So they are trying to revive this evil god in the name of Eroma. How powerful is this evil god? ”

As with the many kinds of evil gods, the power of evil gods is often uneven. Powerful evil gods such as Thomas' blood cast evil god Thomas Marley, Gaia's blood cast evil tree Fenridos, all have the power to come close to God - although not a superior god such as Seven Dragons, Elemental Lord, but also a demigod such as Milos, the giant god.

Brando knew exactly what kind of strength Milos possessed, but when a residual demigod in the Death Frost Forest was almost extinct, what level of complete Milos was, as you can imagine.

And the weaker of the evil gods, it is not easy to say, like the evil god Fredrich, can be cut to death by an angel of the Holy Throne. Although Eroma with the Holy Sword is the Holy Throne of the Temple of Fire, her strength will not exceed that of silver.

Of course, this is the true silver body, and the silver body that the players forged with the war tablet. That's the same thing.

Old Chancellor Niedervin doesn't know that Brando's mind has divided the evil god Fredrich into the ‘weak' class, but the natives' perception of power is clearly not the same as the players who opened their eyes later in the game. He was silent for a moment before answering: “Anyway, at least beyond this step of sage, this is no longer something that you and I can recognize, and if they can indeed resurrect the fully fledged Fredrich, the Empire will suffer an unprecedented disaster. ”

Brando is wondering, what's so unrecognizable about sainthood? But a moment later he reacted, from the point of view of the old prime minister, which seemed to be true.

Beyond Sage, what's that concept?

The proud people of silver, the kingdom of wizards who reign over the clouds, have been the chiefs of more than a dozen wizards for thousands of years, and only William and Solomon rumors have crossed this divine line. But in fact, William proved that this era was only the peak strength of the Sage Realm, and that the arrival of the Great Tide had a greater impact on the lower realm, with minimal impact on the upper realm, so William could not cross this divine line until after the Year of Starfire.

Solomon, on the other hand, does possess the power of the silver body, and the god of the magician is not a rumor, otherwise it will not be possible to dominate the silver alliance for thousands of years.

And the more powerful dragon, which has crossed this divine line of man for thousands of years, has only two ends, Winrose and Theoskraz, the former called the near-divine Winrose, regarded as heirs to the next generation of dragon gods, whose golden body, once broken into the power of existence, is the first new god since the departure of Vaughn.

And the latter is the dragon common to humans, the dragon of the sky, Theoscraz, a title that illustrates everything, its golden body is slightly weaker than Wenlose, but it is also semi-god level.

These two dragons are the only two remaining half dragons in the entire dragon family.

So once you cross the Holy Spirit, that's after the Holy Land, whether it's bronze or gold, it's the standard of the Holy Spirit, just the difference between the general Holy Spirit and the power of the demigod.

It is precisely for this reason that evil gods are called gods that, for mortals, even those who stand at the height of human rights, such as the old Nederweyn, have to look up to the realm of God.

So it's not surprising for this old man to have this kind of cognition.

But for Brando, in the post-slate war era, players generally entered the pre-body phase of bronze, which is the ultimate that the black iron people can reach, and its power is roughly equivalent to that of a weaker god servant, but players - or game versions - have different paths to simulate the power of the upper law with war slabs, so that players can open up the body of silver, which is still somewhat different from the true silver sanctuary, but can also reach the medium level of the bronze body, and can possess some of the capabilities that the bronze body phase does not have.

Brando, for example, is immune to all dark forces and negative erosion, which the bronze body does not possess.

Players who have had this experience have also killed real demigods more than once, such as the war with Essex, so there is no longer much fear of the so-called demigods, let alone a district evil god, Fredrich.

But Brando also knew that if the Black Firemen really brought back the evil god Fredrich in this day and age, it would be a real trouble.

Good thing here is the Empire.

“We destroyed a lot of ceremonial places along the way, and I'm sure we can disrupt the layout of these herders," Brando thought and answered. “But I can see that such places are all over Rusta's chess cloth at the moment, and we can't pull our hands out. It's just a small lesson. There's plenty of time for me and the shepherds to calculate, and now our main goal is to go to White Rose Garden. ”

Old Neville nodded, and he knew perfectly well that Brando attacked the cults only in retaliation, and that he could not and could not have justified helping the Silver Queen to solve the current problems, and that after a short period of time he understood the spleen of the Count from Eluin.

He had no objection to that.

The old Chancellor stood in the heart of an imperial storm precisely because he knew when to persevere and when to compromise.

“Why does the Empire not summon the archangel Eroma to fight against the evil gods, who can summon them?” At this moment Arca next to him suddenly asked.

“It's not that simple," Little Ned shook his head: "The cults chose to revive Fredrich by offering sacrifices, not knowing how many to sacrifice, and which country on the continent did the royal family dare to do so? And even in other ways, we need the relics of the saints, not knowing where the shepherds found the remains of the evil god Fredrick--"

“Relics of saints?” The young man, although a little more brainy than the average man, had limited insight after all, and he was somewhat puzzled to ask: “Where is Lord Eloma's shield, isn't that angel's shield standing on Victory Square? And I've heard that the remains of His Majesty the Angel have always guarded the Empire beneath the Emperor..."

“Although the shield was recovered by the Lord of Fire, it was just a symbolic thing," the current Chancellor shook his head: "For Lord Eroma, its most important weapon is his sword, which is why he will be called the Angel with the Holy Sword - as for the remains, it is just a broken phalanx, even less useful. ”

“Archangel Eloma,” Brando said, suddenly thinking of something like, "Archangel Eloma, the holy angel with the holy sword, the golden flame angel Eloma? ”

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